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bardofhype · 1 year

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hi limbus company fandom

so i had a thought. and that thought was "what if the sinners and all their identities had voicelines for when it was your/the manager's birthday" and what was supposed to be a funny "what if" scenario rapidly expanded into me actually thinking about it. so. because it ended up so long, i'm putting all of this under the cut so that no one has to scroll for a mile to read it all in the tag. you're welcome btw /lh

Yi Sang Base LCB: "Another year prolonging your stay in this world… may the rest of it be to your ideal pleasantness, Dante."

Seven Section 6: "The director informed me it was your birthday today, and instructed me to hand you this parcel as a gift. … I cannot tell you why she has it memorized. I try not to bother the director with such queries."

Blade Lineage Salsu: "How old are you now, Dante? … You do not know. I see. Yet another mysterious facet of you to be intrigued by…"

Faust Base LCB: "This is for you, Dante. I hope you enjoy it. … Hm? What is it for? Yes, Faust expected you to ask such a thing. It is your birthday, Manager."

W Corp Cleanup Agent: "Due to the nature of my occupation, personal occasions and celebrations are not common around the work environment. However, I am not bothered with taking a small portion of time to wish you a happy birthday."

L. Corp Remnant: "Birthdays were rarely given much worth in my old place of work- if we were lucky, a few of us would simultaneously take our breaks in order to have a small celebration. Perhaps it may not be so different here… but I hope you have a proper celebration nonetheless."

The One Who Grips: "How fortunate you are, to have lived another full year in this world with your humanity intact! Such a wondrous thing indeed… though, must you still wear that mask, even on such a glorious occasion that's just for you… ?"

Don Quixote Base LCB: "Manager Esquire!! I doth heard today is your birthday! I have collected up the others, and we are planning a stupendous secret arrangement for thee! I hope thee shalt be prepared!!"

W Corp Cleanup Agent: "Doth my ears deceive me? Is it truly your birthday, Manager Esquire?!?! What ho!!! I shall pay for thy next ride on the Warp Train, friend- the greatest gift I could bestow anybody!"

Shi Section 5 Director: "Happy birthday, Manager Esquire!! I have acquired thee a cake and gift! … Ah, I seem to have surprised thee- was I too quiet, walking up to you? Aheh, 'tis a habit of mine!"

Ryoshu Base LCB: "Congratulations. You're now one year closer to the B.D." (boundary of death)

Kurokumo Wakashu: "That's one more year you've survived now. IFFY." (impressive feat for you)

Seven Section 6: "The director told me to give this to you. Use it wisely, or I'll CUT on you." (crudely utilize tranquilizers)

R.B. Chef de Cuisine: "Word travels fast through these streets- H.B.D. I made a special pie this morning, just in case you dropped by… enjoy."

Meursault Base LCB: "Congratulations on another year. … I was only expected to give you a statement like that for today, nothing more."

Liu Section 6: "I was asked to deliver this cake to you. The candles were lit by my flame, so please do not feel obligated to blow them out immediately."

W Corp Cleanup Agent: "I was told today is a special occasion for you. Here- it is a first-class ticket you can use on the next Warp Train you board."

N Corp Groẞhammer: "You may take a day of rest today. For The One Who Grips has deemed it so- and for today is one you must experience in all its purity."

Hong Lu Base LCB: "It's your birthday today? How exciting~! Tell me, Dante- are you going to choose the acres of land, the pony, or the-- Hm? My siblings and I were able to choose between several gifts on our birthdays, was that not possible where you're from?"

Kurokumo Wakashu: "It's a special day today, is it not, Lord Dante?~ Come with me… ah, haha, no need to be so scared. I'm simply going to treat you to the finest dining I know of. Come on then~"

Tingtang Gangleader: "Happy birthday, Manager Dante~ Why don't we hit the casino floor, hmm? I've heard birthdays can be days of immense luck for the fortunate."

Liu Section 5: "Ah, you're just in time- I just finished brewing some high-class tea. Would you like some? I'll even let you have an extra cup for your birthday~"

Heathcliff Base LCB: "Mm. Happy birthday, clockface. As a gift, I'll try not to make too many wounds for you to turn the clock back for today. You're welcome."

Shi Section 5: "If you're expecting much out of me today just 'cause it's your birthday, you can bugger off. I'm not doing anything bloody special for you. … 'Less you're in the mood for some right scran."

R Corp 4th Pack Rabbit: "Oh? It's your birthday today? Bloody brilliant- come with me. As a gift, this hare's gonna teach you how to graze some grass!"

N Corp Kleinhammer: "O-oh- happy day of birth to you. I'll… see if I have time to do something better than that between all the gatherings today…"

Ishmael Base LCB: "Happy birthday, Dante. I'll try to do work without much complaint today."

Shi Section 5: "Happy birthday, Manager. This is for you. … Huh. Did I really catch you by surprise that much?"

LCCB Assistant Manager: "Today's your birthday. An important occasion that's going to make it all the more terrible if one of us slips up… I can assure you that won't be a worry with my presence here."

R Corp 4th Pack Reindeer: "Ah… happy birthday- kgh. Can you make sure not to stir up too big a racket in celebration?"

Rodion Base LCB: "Happy birthday, Dante~ Surprise! I got you something. Open it up whenever you feel like- just make sure to tell me when you do."

LCCB Assistant Manager: "Today's your birthday, yeah? Figured- so I got you something good as a gift. … Hm? Where'd I get the money for it? Oh, don't you worry your silly head about that~"

N Corp Mittelhammer: "A glorious day for you, is it not? The One Who Grips tasked me with delivering you a present today- how lucky for you, fuhu. Treasure it as much as you can, her gifts are worth slaying thousands of heretics for!"

Kurokumo Henchwoman: "Surprise, Dante~ I got you a little something with my protection fee today. Put it to good use now, you hear? Or else my sword will be a bit rash in the next battle~"

Sinclair Base LCB: "Ah- I-I completely forgot it was your birthday today, Dante- I promise, I'll be sure to buy something for you at our next stop."

Zwei Section 6: "I have a package for you, Dante. For all the good you've done for the team… you deserve this gift. Happy birthday, and may I continue being your shield!"

Jefe de Los Mariachis: "I'm doing a special performance tonight- you'll be there for it, won't you, Dante? It's a routine I've been practicing just for you, after all…"

Blade Lineage Salsu: "I hope you have a nice birthday today. I'm afraid I won't be around much- I'm needed today."

Outis Base LCB: "Happy birthday to you, Executive Manager. If you'd like, I will gather the others and have them sing your praises for the rest of today."

Blade Linage Cutthroat: "I see it is a special day for you, Executive Manager. I shall leave you to it, then- I wish not to impede what you have in mind for it."

G Corp Head Manager: "For today, I will grant you a day of rest. Only today, though- try to get out of your duties on any day but this one, and you will regret it."

Seven Section 6 Director: "I'm very glad I was able to catch you- here's some money. Treat yourself to something good today. You've earned it."

Gregor Base LCB: "Oh, hey, happy birthday, Manager bud. You think Vergilius is gonna put a little less pressure on you today 'cause of it… ? Ha, wishful thinking, huh."

Liu Section 6: "Hey, Manager bud. Come find me when it gets dark, alright? It's your birthday and all… and fireworks are much more impressive against a black sky."

G Corp Manager Corporal: "Greetings, Manager Dante, and a very happy birthday to you! I have cleared your schedule for today and have prepared several squadrons to help celebrate this special day of yours!"

R.B. Sous-chef: "Glad you stopped by. I've made a few special pies for a certain someone's special day today- put a little extra love into them, haha. Enjoy."

#limbus company #yi sang lcb #faust lcb #don quixote lcb #ryoshu lcb #meursault lcb #hong lu lcb #heathcliff lcb #ishmael lcb #rodion lcb #sinclair lcb #outis lcb #gregor lcb #not sure if i should tag this with dante lcb too. slash shrug #sorry if any of these seem OOC #there were a couple i had to look at the voicelines for bc i either didn't remember them and/or don't have the specific identity #so. apologies again if i butchered some of them

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ccscocoapuffs · 4 months

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Amanda Young NSFW Alphabet

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) The absolute sweetest, she loves to wrap up in your arms and cuddle. She makes sure that you know you're loved before anything and she wants to pamper you in all her love and kisses.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) Amanda loves her hands, after all she builds her traps with them and they helped her survive her test. She loves that they allow her to feel you and make you fall apart for her in the bedroom. She loves her partners eyes the most, she is someone who believes that someone's eyes tell you everything and that its the closest to a soul.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) Amanda loves to eat you out after you cum, she loves the way you taste and just can't get enough.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) She wants to run away with you, she feels such a connection with John because she feels like he saved her but deep down she knows the truth . She dreams of the day you two can go away someplace and live a happy life just the two of you.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) Amanda is decently experienced, she had a few flings in her college aged days however she has more experience with women more than men.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) Amanda likes 69 the best, she loves eating pussy. She loves that she can pull you closer to her face and hold you there till she's done making you cum.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) She's very serious during sex mostly because she wants it to be intimate and romantic, though she loves to see you smile during it.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) Amanda stays pretty well groomed, she trims it down it just stubble though the stubble is slightly darker than her normal hair.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) Amanda is very intimate, she loves to light candles for a little extra mood setting and making sure she does plenty of foreplay to get you fired up and ready for her.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) Amanda doesn't masturbate, she didn't have the time before and ow she has you so there isn't a point. She tends to relish in loneliness prior to you two dating so it was hard for her to get aroused anyway with no one around.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) Amanda is into some slight bondage she doesn't wanna do anything that can even come close to hurting you. She loves to use a strap on though and you use it on her as well. Overall she's a little vanilla but she is insanely intimate and loving with you.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do) At home in bed, it's the safest and most comforting place to her. She wants nothing more than to keep you protected even during sex.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) Her love for you to put it quite simply. She is so attracted to you and truly gives you all her heart, if you return to her the same energy she promises to absolutely rock your world ever night.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) Anything that involves you being around her work or being inside of a trap. She also wants to keep you as far away from Hoffman as she can.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) Amanda prefers giving, she loves pussy and knows how to eat it just right to make you squirt over and over on her face. She loves to finger you while she pays special attention to your clit.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) Amanda likes slow and sensual unless straps are involved then she likes to pick up the pace and wreck you. However if she's the sub she wants you to go and on her and rail her into the mattress.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) Amanda is more into quickie like teasing then actual quickies, she wants to make sure she gives you something to remember. While she wouldn't say no to one she definitely doesn't prefer them.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) Amanda is down to experiment and down to take some risks. She keeps it safe though, she definitely would try a knife or gun kink with you though the gun has to stay unloaded at all times and she'd never actually cut you.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) Amanda usually lasts about 2-3 rounds, she can actually be quite energetic in bed and that's why she tends to go for so long. She loves to make you cum at least twice before calling it quits though.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) Amanda owns a few toys, vibrator, dildo, and of course a strap on. Her favorite though is a clit sucking toy she owns that has a warming function.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) Amanda loves to tease, her favorite thing to do is sneak up behind you and kiss up and down your neck before attempting to suck a small hickey on you. She loves to finger you under tables too.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) Amanda is kinda loud, she tends to get really into things and loses all sense of volume control or care about who hears, if you wanna stay quiet you're gonna have to cover her mouth.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) Amanda loves body worship but she gets to flustered to give it likes she wants to.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) Amanda has a vagina obviously.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) Not very high until she truly gets to know you. When she falls head over heels in love with you she will start to be more frequent in wanting to fuck.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) Once you snuggle up to her and get under the blanket she starts to doze off. She feels safe and so warm with you that it just lures her right to sleep.

#amanda young #amanda young x reader #alphabet #fanfic #saw movies #saw franchise #saw

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puckleberryfinnie · 5 months

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covey!reader in the quarter quell (introduction)

ok so because of the amount of likes I got on the post where I shared my idea for a fanfic (thank you so much to each and every one of you), I decided to write my first ever fanfic based on it!! this is just a little introduction to your character and the story that goes with it- I promise I have more in store if you guys want it, like reader meeting everyone. I’m sorry that this isn’t very good, I’ll hopefully improve with more practice <3

summary: an introduction to covey!reader’s story and your time in the 73rd Hunger Games and her reaping into the Quarter Quell

(based on my idea from this post: click me!)

warnings: fem!reader, killing, drowning, basically just me yapping for a bunch of paragraphs!! also this is pretty short lol

Nothing could’ve prepared you for getting your name called as the female tribute of District 11.

You only had minor guidance through the stories that had been told in your district. Passed from parent to kid, and so on, what the capital had tried so hard to erase was still present among the people of the lower districts. The Covey knew more than anyone. Your grandparent had been part of the group when Lucy Gray disappeared, you knew that much. They travelled, escaping the wrath and second-hand anger of Snow after he came into power.

They landed in District 11, growing small farms with even smaller houses. The Covey wasn't what it used to be, more quiet, adapting to a life of agriculture, still humming their ways through their work. You’d do anything for them, though. They were your family. So when your name was called, you knew you’d do what you could to survive for them. They needed you- and you needed them.

The whole experience was a blur. Getting paraded around was one thing. And you were used to the attention, being a performer and all. You sang. You sang every chance you could get- that was your leading attribute and you were going to spend your last days alive doing what you loved most. Caesar just ate it up, too. Your interview infront of the capital was no interview, but a last concert from you to the crowd, a sending-off to your death.

But this wasn’t your last performance. Your voice had more songs to sing, more stories to unfold. You miraculously made it out alive- thankfully without a single kill under your belt from the experience. You hid, others killed. And when it was down to the final two, you survived the final event: a storm in the arena strong enough to wash away any sign of living within it. The other tribute (a boy from district two) was not so lucky, drowning in a moment of panic.

The non-killer image made you very popular in the capital after you stepped out of the arena. Your victory tour was filled with victory songs at each stop, spreading a message of positivity for the districts. Everyone seemed to be appeased by your performance- even Snow.

You didn’t watch the games the next year. Any mention of the games left an uncomfortable taste in your mouth and feeling you couldn’t seem to shake. This feeling only grew with the announcement of the Quarter Quell. You’d only just left the games, and now you would be led back into them?

Even with the other female winners in your district, you still felt uneasy about it. Not a single one of you should have to go through this again. You said your second goodbyes, this time with less hope of return. Everyone in the Covey cried (even the older boys who tried so hard to act tough).

The walk to the selection stage was silent- no one dared to say a word.

A piece of paper was plucked from the container

“And the female tribute from District 11 for the 75th Hunger Games is…”

It was slowly unfolded

“Y/N L/N.”

uh oh!! that’s not good!! I wonder what happens next!! seriously though thank you so much for reading through all of this, I know it’s kind of just me yapping the whole time- feel free to let me know what you think in the comments! if anyone wants a part two, let me know (I’ll also create a tag list if people want it <33)

Im planning on doing everything leading up to everyone actually entering the arena for the next part (like the training, the ability tests, the interviews), so let me know what you guys want to see!!

I’m also not really sure if I want to have the reader shipped with- I’m leading towards johanna but I’m open to suggestions <33

love ya!!

#tbosas #the hunger games #quarter quell #finnick x reader #finnick odair #johanna mason x reader #johanna mason #the covey #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #lucy gray baird #guys I hate the way I write it’s so bad #I hope yall at least kinda like it tho #love you guys

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aita-blorbos · 9 months

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AITA for wanting to live, even though it means my ‘parent’ and twin will never be able to?

Hi! Sorry if I used the wrong terms to describe those relationships. I wasn’t really sure how to put it into words.

A very, very, very long time ago, I (??? M) was born in a strange way. My ‘parent,’ E (??? NB) was a cruel alien who was kidnapped and experimented on. One of these experiments went wrong and my ‘parent’ split in two, creating me and my twin.

I was apparently all of the goodness in E’s heart. Their love, joy, and compassion. I managed to escape the lab E was kept in and go on to live my own life. But my newly born twin, F (??? NB) wasn’t. I

Whereas I was all of E’s goodness, F was all of their misery. They were made of sadness, anger, resentment and misery. And even worse, they couldn’t live on their own. They had to depend on the lab they were trapped in as life support and were stuck there while I escaped.

I… probably should have come back for them, but I didn’t know what they or I really were at the time. It only all started to make sense later.

‘And so I lived. Without them. And I was happy. And while I did… they dreamed.

They began to use their powerful psychic energies to brainwash the native creatures of this planet (not the same ones who kidnapped us. They’d already left for another universe). They put these creatures to work. They had them find a way to create lots of energy to sustain them and even tried to kidnap me so we could ‘reunite.’

That was very, very scary for me. I didn’t fully understand what was going on or what I was. Just that scary creatures were trying to take me someplace I didn’t want to go. And so I ran.

But eventually, they caught me. They brought me back to the lab where they were kept and eventually made us whole again. ‘E’ was reborn.

But thankfully, a friend of mine came to rescue me. He defeated E and split us again— freeing me.

F (Who was still taking the form of E, but I think it was them, at least) was furious. They’d spent so much time waiting to be whole only for that to be ruined for them. They decided to do something drastic.

They opened up a portal and tried to throw my friend’s planet into the planet we were on— something that would have killed everyone on both planets if they succeeded!

But my friend was quick thinking, thankfully, and defeated them. He ate a truck and ran them over, killing them.

I thought our issues would be done after that. That I could relax and I’d never have to worry about turning into an evil world-destroying alien again— especially since all the creatures F brainwashed were now free.

But one of them… the leader of those creatures, L, was still missing. And his friends were really worried about him! Eventually we learned his body had been taken to a mysterious dream dimension and his soul had been shattered into pieces. We resolved to fix this.

This was, of course, the work of F. Although their body has died, their powerful mind lived on in a spirit dream dimension. They were trying to turn L into a new vessel for themself.

We ended up stopping them through a convoluted scenario in which I think we met the grim reaper? But although we saved L, F’s soul escaped, and they stole some energy from the aforementioned grim reaper to boot, allowing their soul to take on the form of E again, but even more powerful.

We tracked E/F down and defeated them once and for all— this time finally truly destroying their spirit. The last of their life flowed into me, and I was made whole again, albeit without anything about my personality or appearance changing. I stayed in control this time.

I’ve been wondering a lot since then— did I do the right thing? E and F were really nasty, but it doesn’t seem fair that I get to live while they didn’t. What did I do to deserve this? I wasn’t even the original. Why am I the one who gets to survive?

AITA for stealing their shot?

#aita #am i the asshole #unreality

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vitanithepure · 9 months

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A penny for your thoughts on Gale x all other companions ships!

Thank you, thank you, thank you for the ask Anon! I'll even give them away for free! :D

Okay, so all of them... in no particular order and with very mild spoilers:

Gale x Lae'zel 💜

Oooh, l like the idea! I often talk about Gale being patient, but for this one to work I think it's Lae'zel who would need much of it. They have a super fast and solid friendship foundation (much to my surprise, but I absolutely love it!), but they also have some extremely different views on physicality so Lae'zel would need to maintain her interest beyond that for it to work. I see it as a solid relationship, lots of eye-rolling and shared curiosity - acting like an old married couple from the get-go.

Gale x Shadowheart 💜

I kind of see it? But two things need to happen for it to work for me. Gale would need to tone that curiosity down, because Shadowheart starts off as a very private person, so him poking and prodding about both her and/or that mysterious artifact she's carrying would only raise her hackles. And as for Shadowheart - she needs to drop Shar down the drain. I don't see a place in her heart for anyone while still being a worshiper, and Gale is also too much of a man of faith to get involved with a cleric of Shar. Otherwise I see them as a super sweet couple, spending their life quietly, never far from each other, always walking hand in hand.

Gale x Astarion 💜💔

I can't be normal about them and it's all @malewife-mansplain-magus's fault 😭Do I see it working? Yes! Do both of them need to put a lot of work into it? Of course. There is no easy start for that relationship I can think of. Astarion will always be a brat at the very beginning, but I believe Gale would quickly catch on his posturing and wait it out. And in the end both of them want the same thing, even if they don't know it at first. And I'm willing to die on this hill. Do I also believe they could work as a "bad" couple? Both at their absolute worst? Yes, in a very toxic, irredeemable way. For some time.

Gale x Wyll 💜

Sweetness overload from the beginning to the very end. No problematic behavior here, just respect, love and devotion. I'm still thinking about @galedekarios's gifset, it lives absolutely rent-free in my head and I swear it's the stuff dreams are made of. I see it working no matter the decision Wyll makes when it comes to his pact, Gale will be there and make use of that mind of his to come up with solutions, and Wyll will be their defender till his dying breath. Classic Disney experience.

Gale x Karlach 💜💔

Ah, the "I got a thing growing in my chest and it's not my heart" duo! I can't come up with a reason this wouldn't work. Those two are shaped to fit with literally anyone willing to give them a chance. This would be the adorable instance of the lovable and quirky extrovert adopting the quiet and dorky introvert. It's hard to imagine Karlach's enthusiasm not infecting Gale in the most positive ways, that is exactly what he needs, and I'll be damned if Gale wouldn't fight for her, to convince her to give him time to take care of her problem, like they found a way to solve his. Potential for heartbreak though? Over 9000 😭

Gale x Halsin 💔

That's...tough. On the outside one would think they are a perfect match, both are kind, reserved, willing to go out of their comfort zones to help others. And at first I think that would work. Halsin would genuinely care for Gale, but seeing how Halsin's romance pans out… no, I don't think it would survive. Gale is in it for the long run, I don't see it working "long distance" so to speak, and Halsin obviously needs some space from time to time.

Gale x Jaheira 💔

Hm… truth be told I don't see Jaheira in the market for love anymore. I didn't see her back in BG2 and I don't see it now. For me, she is forever Khalid's soulmate and I can't see her giving her all to anyone else. I also don't think Gale would be interested in, again, being someone's second choice. Even though I know they are both capable of looking past it, I don't think they would be 100% happy.

Gale x Minsc 💛

I have never been more on the fence about a ship than here. It's a big yes and a big no. It would be an amazing thing, differences can bring people together and there are enough of them here to last a lifetime, but on the other hand… Minsc is not out here for romantic or physical aspects of love! He loves life, he loves kicking evil's butt! He loves Boo and he loves protecting the weak! He is here for all the platonic things life has to offer and I love it for him!

Gale x Minthara 💔

No, I don't see it happening the way the game goes. For Gale to meet Minthara he would need to go through betraying the people at the Grove, and we know what his reaction to that is. I don't see it going forward from being resentful towards her, and I don't see her possessing the patience to wait him out, she would have zero incentive to do it too. There is just not enough to build up that relationship in those circumstances.

Thank you again for the ask and please, if anyone wants to talk about anything BG3 related, feel free! As much as I found I love talking about it, I want to hear all your thoughts as well!

#there is nothing that I love talking about more than love!#lae'zel #shadowheart #astarion #wyll ravengard #karlach #halsin #jaheira #minsc #minthara #gale of waterdeep #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 spoilers

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falling-heights · 11 months

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☆ Arthur Morgan ☆ - I gave you all

Pt. 3 (Final part)

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

Word count: 1.6k

"I t w a s a l o n g t i m e a g o .

I t d o e s n ' t m a t t e r a n y m o r e .

A n d y e t I c a n n o t l e t i t g o .

I c a n n o t l e t i t g o . . . "

A reason?

With eyes idly looking downward to the side, your mind lulled to memories you had not wished to relive. A grimace of a dull ire echoed behind your gaze, and haunted your visage.

"It's simple, really," Gathering an amalgamation of blood and saliva, you spit out to clean your mouth a little more. Your little tumble left quite the gash along your inner lip. Chunks of buccal tissue were expelled with your spit, you were sure. "I'd had enough."

The answer to 'everything' was easy, as you saw it now. You began your little story.

It was becoming all too predictable.

Your friends, if that's what they were, would continue without change, going about their lives, reaching the inevitability that they would all end up dead for petty crimes. Their debts would inexorably catch up to them, yet they seemed inept to it.

They continued, at the hope of finally reaching a point where they might be able to stop. If they had a little more money, a little more time, a few more lives to add to the insurmountable tally. Though, that point was never reached. It wasn't enough. It never would be.

No matter what you or anyone else did for the hope of changing times, change would never come. It was some absurd paradox. That by taking and killing, one might hope they don't need to take or kill.

And all of them, even Arthur followed it like some kind of mad religion. Putting their faith into some senseless cause as though the beliefs they followed would allow them to find happiness in the end.

You were the only one to see what would happen next. You felt your time coming to a close. And the death of a gunslinger and a criminal was not one you chose to accept.

You did not want this to be your only triumph. To be a thief. A vagrant-

A killer.

No, more, you had thought, you were done. Although, leaving freely could have never been an option. Abandonment was worse than betrayal. You had seen others, others who had become enlightened to the truth try to leave quietly.

They never survived long.

So, betrayal was the only option. The only choice you had if you wished to truly be free from both the law and the lawless.

Two thousand. That was all they offered you for your word. Your bounty alone was worth at least three times as much, yet you still took it. You took it and ran.

Two thousand. Less than you were worth. Certainly less than the lives of those whom you'd called 'friend' or 'family'. Yet, two thousand was what cost them their lives and freedom in exchange for yours.

Two thousand was all the Pinkertons thought you and they were worth.

Of everything else, that was one of the things that lingered the longest. The time that small sum of cash lasted was, in itself, a sin you believed absolution would never forgive. A few weeks, and it had already bled dry. The last few coins were spent on a small meal and a large bottle of whiskey.

Your horse, though loved, was sold for your train ticket. And your guns, gifted to you by your worst regret, were buried deep in the earth, somewhere up near Rhodes.

Perhaps if you had asked for more, it wouldn't have felt like such a waste. Although you truly doubted any amount they offered could have made you feel any better. It would have gone dry regardless, and you would have nothing left to excuse the decision.

It wouldn't have mattered anyway. Everything would have ended the same. You, here, awaiting the decision of a man you gave up for little more than pocket change.

He listened to your story silently. By the end of it, you felt hot tears rolling down your face every few seconds, though your disposition showed no indication of how you were feeling. Having to face the demons of your past is something no one wants to experience, and for you, it seemed to have renewed every moment since then of shame, guilt, and grief.

But you sat there, deflated, unmoving. Barely even breathing. Some of this may have been procured by the blood loss you were suffering, but you couldn't tell. Your legs had been numb for a while now. Your eyes were hollow as they stared at nothing, hoping for nothing, only thinking of what might happen in the next few seconds. Beyond that, you had no worries.

"How many survived?" Did you truly want to know? You suppose it wouldn't hurt any worse knowing the extent of damage caused. Who, if anyone, had died that night.

He glanced at you, his eyebrows twitched for a moment, confusion laced his eyes, before realization struck.

"Oh," He scoffed in disbelief. "You don't even know what happened..."

"No, I left before they came." You shook your head. It was hard to look him in the eyes. Admitting you planned when to leave, to avoid what would happen to everyone else, as though your actions were more malicious than intended. "I read the newspapers for a few weeks, but nothing ever came up. Nothing in the obituaries either. I just… hoped for the best."

"No… no," He grimaced, and grunted to himself. "That is a luxury our kind is cannot afford. They don't pay respects to us like they do normal folk, you ought to know better than that, sweetheart."

He let out a long sigh. It was raspy, as though squeezing through years of lung abuse. He was silent, mostly, thinking to himself. His eyes scanned what few stars could be seen beyond the trees overhead. By now, they were at their brightest. Though the moon wouldn't show her face, the forest below was brightly visible.

"I suppose… you deserve to know," He finally said. Removing his gaze from the sky, he stared at your leg, pondering something. He was fiddling with his hat, rotating it in his grip. When it seemed he had found his answer, his eyes met yours, and a sick sort of grin possessed his lips. "I doubt you have much more time left. Might as well tell you."

Resting his head against the trunk, he raised his face once again to the star-burned sky. And for a moment, you joined him, wondering what it was he sought in them. Your leg was throbbing, and you ached to untie the bandana, to allow it some reprieve from its futile effort. To uncork the wound, and let it all out. Yet, you were waiting for his answer, so you refrained.

"Tilly was the first to get shot. Before we knew what was happening," He spoke quietly, reserved. Having to speak of that night resurfaced unwanted memories and images in his mind. His voice seemed distant. "Hosea was next."

"They took Jack, and Abigail was shot twice trying to stop them." You listened as he continued, choking back your emotions. You knew your hopes for the best was the result of selfish avoidance. It was just some silly ploy to keep yourself from going insane. But the thought of someone like Jack being thrown into the situation seemed to finally crack that hope. "He'd be a grown man by now, I think. We never found out what happened to him. Probably made him some kind of ward of the court."

"Dutch, Molly, Grimshaw-- all them were killed in crossfire. I didn't see how the others went, just after it was over," His eyes were vacant, and he fell silent for a few minutes. Whether out of respect for the dead, or for the pain it caused him, there was no way to tell, but his jaw was clenched, and body tense. Your chest was tight, unable to hold back the stress of his words. Tears that you thought would have dried up seemed to find a second life, freely pouring from your glossy eyes. You couldn't hardly see anything through them. "And the reverend, he was probably too drunk to know what was happening. We found him stabbed just outside his tent."

"Oh, god," You finally broke out of your silent stupor, covering your mouth with your hands, choking back a slew of sobs. Arthur found himself staring at you in a morbid curiosity. Almost as though he found your reaction to be a slight surprise. What sort of terrible person could have done this to their own people? Turned them in to be slaughtered as though it didn't matter. And you seriously thought there was any hope for redemption?

What a joke.

What a pathetic thing you were.

You seethed, finally letting a small whimper escape your quivering lips. Your chest hurt in ways you couldn't understand. Pain was something you thought you understood, but not like this.

"Sadie, Charles, Sean, and John made it out that night," He sighed. He began to unbutton his shirt. Pulling it to the side, you were met with a ghastly sight. Two scars, sat right between two of his ribs. You glanced at them and met his stare. If only you had the strength to show your pain, your regret for doing this to him. "Some weren't as lucky. I don't know what happened to Mary-Beth or Karen, or even Micah. That rat ran off and never came back. Haven't seen him since. I wanted to blame him for all of it, but then, where had you gone? Only for us to find your tent had been nearly cleaned out. When we returned for the bodies, wasn't nothing left in there, save for some old souvenirs…"

"You had this coming a long time, my dear." He spoke with little pity. Standing up, he brushed off his pants and hat, and approached your weakening state. "I'm just glad I weren't the one to put you down."

By now, you becoming lightheaded, either from overexertion, or your worsening state of health, or both. You could hardly sit up any longer, having to lay your head against dry, dead leaves and moss. He stared down, for a moment, saying nothing, studying the exquisite emotions on your face, the fear in your eyes. Though a small part of you was grateful he had decided to wait for death to arrive, rather than end things himself. You would not have gotten these last moment with your former lover had he not.

He kneeled beside you, lifting you into his arms gentler than you deserved. He cradled you, wiping your leftover tears from your face. He stared into you, for what you imagined was his chance to watch the life leave your eyes.

"I think this could have all been avoided," You whispered to him, bittersweetly. "Somewhere, sometime, back then. This must be my greatest failure. Do you expect I'll see any of them?"

"No," He said calmly. He watched you drift into a comatose state, though you continued to breathe in his arms. " I don't imagine you will."

In another moment of quiet thought, Arthur studied your face. It was slick with sweat and caked with dried blood and dirt. Yet, he somehow found you to be just as beautiful as you were so many years ago. His hatred had been fighting his other emotions for some time now. Tonight, at the first sight of you, at Sean's mention of your name, he wanted nothing more than to shoot you dead. To finally rid himself of the rage that had lingered since that night almost seven years ago.

Yet he couldn't find it in himself to do it, to kill you. And even now, more so now than before, something prevented him from leaving you here in this forest.

Raising himself, still held against him, he carried you towards his black shire. Laying you against the front of the saddle, he climbed up onto the horse. Your limp body sat caged between his arms as he grabbed the reigns.

If you were to die, it would not be now. He was under no obligation to make any sense of it. Not to himself, or anyone else.

He was not ready to let you go. You still had much to suffer for, yet, death did not seem fitting for him just yet. Or, perhaps, he found death to be a fate too merciful for your crimes.

But even he couldn't deny the truth that lay deep down in his subconscious. A tiny, unapparent part of him could not let go. An illusion of possibility haunted his mind. An idea that things could still be any different.

You were spared of death, but, perhaps, your new fate is far worse.

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Angel or Devil? Part IV

Summary: Yeonjun's ex was trying everything in her power to ruin your relationship - was the drama really worth it or should you end things before it gets worse?

Pairing: Choi Yeonjun x f!reader

Genre: highschool au | fluff x angst - (eventual smut)

Warnings: story may contain strong language, mentions of drugs and alcohol - sexual references - reader discretion advice.

Words: 6k

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-"Yeonjun.....May I be your girlfriend?" -"I mean you kinda already are.......But we can make it official?"

You played the other night in your head over and over again that once you woke up you quickly pounced over towards your desk, sliding out your photo strip of you and Yeonjun in the Photo Booth, just to make sure it wasn't a dream. This was real. This was actually happening.

Your heart was beating rapidly just thinking about it. You were head over heels that you didn't even know where to begin on how you felt. You felt happy. It was too soon to use the 'L' word of course but you were infatuated - well......for the time being.

And again, this was a feeling you never wanted to be involved with, at least not now or this young for that matter. You knew for times like these, always leads to heart break later on. It was rare to see young relationships survive this cruel world. But you will need the experience later on you suppose, to know how it feels and to be able to live with it because it can and it will happen again.

You placed your photo back in your book, shaking all the negative thoughts out of your head so you can smile at the good ones. Just live in the moment. Stop thinking about the future. And as of right now - get ready for school or you will be late.

"Shall I leave money for dinner tonight or are you going out again?" Your mother arched her eyebrows.

Your mothers new words caught you off guard, causing you to choke on your cereal. She was on to you. But jokes on her because you're staying in tonight, well not alone that is. Did you want take out again though? Maybe you should actually cook something this time around.

Before you could give it any thought, you settled on a 'yes' anyway so you could shop for groceries after school.

"I have to study tonight." You nodded while pursing your lips.

You wondered how often you could use that phrase as a coverup before being caught. It's not like you were doing anything bad but the past few nights, it was probably illegal how little time you had a book in your hand. Mia would take you one night and then Yeonjun would call dibs another - you were still trying to get used to this overwhelming attention.

It was bad enough you still owed him his movie night that Mia stole from him so studying wasn't that far from the truth - you were staying home tonight and money was very much appreciated.

"Tired of hanging out with your friends already?" Your mother giggled.

"No.......I just need to catch up with my schoolwork." You laughed, trying not to be obvious.

"Okay dear." She smiled nonchalantly.

"May I ask a question?" You began and your mother alerted her attention towards you. "How old were you when you met dad?" You asked as you placed your bowl of cereal in the sink.

Your mother took a sip of her coffee before answering. "When I was 20, I was a freshman in college and your father was a junior."

"Oh, so you didn't meet in high school?" You continued to ask. "Was dad your first love?"

"Oh- no." She laughed. "But he was the first one that I knew I wanted my future with."

"What's the difference than your first love?" You asked.

She shrugged not knowing herself. "You just know when you're with that person I guess."

You nodded understanding. "What happened to your first love?"

"Not sure....we went our separate ways after school." Your mother got up placing her mug in the sink as well.

"Do you think it's pointless to have a boyfriend in highschool then?" You looked up meeting your mothers eyes as confusion was written all over her face.

"What is this about?" She furrowed her eyebrows.

"Nothing, I'm asking for a friend."

"A friend?" She said with a sly grin, she knew you too well. "Well, I would tell this friend that having a boyfriend in highschool or college doesn't make a difference, you fall for who you fall for - no matter where or when it is."

"But, isn't long distance relationships known to fail."

"Not always......If you love each other, than you'll find a way to make it work."

"That's all it takes?"

"My best friend growing up is still with her high school sweetheart."

"Really?" You had more excitement in your tone.

"Yup..... and four kids." She smiled. "Tell your friend to relax." Your mother lifted your chin up and placed a sweet peck on your forehead. "Don't be late for school."

"And remember (Y/N), your father and I won't be home tonight, we have-"

"Your business party, I know." You tried not to sound excited since that just meant more alone time with Yeonjun.

You smiled and opened the door leaving your house, speaking of Yeonjun, he was waiting in your driveway playing with his phone as he leaned against the hood of his car.

"Hey cutie." He smirked once he saw you. He did it on purpose by this point.

"Wow, your promise is still holding up." You smiled. "You're early."

"Only for you of course." He leaned forward wanting a kiss but you put your finger to your lips and signaled towards your house.

"Right." He said and you both got in the car and took off.

"I think my mom knows we're dating." You spoke when you finally were away from your house.

"Is that a bad thing?" He asked.

"No." You sighed. "But I want to ease them into it because I never had a boyfriend before." You mumbled the last part.

"I'm honored and I promise I will make it worth your while." He flirted and reached for your hand.

"Can you stop that for five minutes before my whole face catches on fire." You rubbed your cheeks.

"But I like your rosy cheeks - it's cute."

You rolled your eyes playfully as he just laughed. "I'll give it a rest.....for now - anything for you." He looked at you once again. "Shit sorry." He laughed again.

Once he parked in the student parking lot, he pulled away his hand causing you to instantly pout - the ride not being long enough.

"Is it safe to kiss you now?" He asked before leaning forward once again and you blush nodding. You feel like you never could get use to this. His lips just fit perfectly with yours - like a puzzle piece.

"Hey lovebirds, time for school." A loud knocking echoed throughout the car causing you both to pull apart startled.

You saw Mia and Soobin laughing with some of their other friends.

"We still have ten minutes, leave them alone." A tall one with dark hair spoke.

"Don't encourage it Kai, Yeonjun is corrupting my innocent friend here."

Yeonjun rolled his eyes as you giggled about to open the door.

"Wait a second." Yeonjun popped out the car quickly running towards the passenger side.

"What?" You laughed to yourself.

"I need to open the door for my beautiful girlfriend." He spoke after he opened the car for you letting you finally step out.

"Must you say that every time." You arched your eyebrows slyly.

He smirked again, not answering and you hurried catching up with your friends. Even though being Yeonjun's girlfriend was official now, you still felt shy with the whole thing and he knew that. Things were different now but you weren't trying to make it obvious. At least not yet.

"I know you're still nervous." He whispered next to you as he had his arm around you.

"W-what? Is it that obvious?"

"Just remember what I told you.....it's no one's business."

"That doesn't stop people from talking."

"Who cares? We will be out of this place in a few months."

"A few months? - 8 months." You arched your eyebrows in amusement.

"That's nothing." He shrugged with a chuckle.

You finally let yourself reach for his hand, not caring what people thought anymore. He was right, you'd be lying if you haven't notice people staring by now so what was the big deal, people know and you couldn't let that frighten you. Even as small as a simple gesture of him holding your hand was already being noticed as you tried to make the peaceful journey to your locker.

"So I wanted to ask you, Homecoming is next weekend." Yeonjun broke through your thoughts by leaning up against your locker. "Want to go with me?"

"The dance?" You said nervously and he nodded confirming your question. "Oh um.....- I've never been to one." You said nervously.

He looked at you with sympathy. "They are usually boring but I have a feeling it will be different this year."

"How so?" You arched your eyebrows.

"Because of you."

"Pff....I swear to-" You turned back to your locker grabbing your books.

"Please go with me?" He drop to one knee pouting and you were quick to bring him back up.

You couldn't help but feel embarrassed from the attention this boy attracts but you laughed anyway. "Please don't do that. I'll go with you."

"That's all it takes." He smirked.

"Don't make me break up with you." You whispered back.

"I wouldn't let you go that easy."

"Yeonjun." You warned and he just laughed.

"I'll see you later." He kissed your cheek and left you alone as Mia approached.

"Did I mention how cute you two are?" She gushed.

"Only a hundred times." You closed your locker and began the short distance to your first class.

"And did he ask you to homecoming?" Mia asked before entering class.

"Yes." You blushed.

"This is gonna be so much fun." She cheered causing stares as you finally entered.

"What about-" You and Mia couldn't help but glance at Yuhyun as a conversation started, intending you to hear.

"Shhh- there is no way that virgin is winning homecoming queen." She said loudly looking at you wanting to hear. "Besides if that happens....we'll have to have a Carrie moment." They laughed in unison as they stared back watching you find your seats.

Mia was quick to defend you as you just sat down quietly. "What the fuck is your problem?"

"Nothing." She laughed nonchalantly.

"You're really that jealous?" Mia snickered. "That's sad."

"I'm not jealous of her." She made a face of disgust.

"Fooled us." Mia finally sat down in her desk.

"Me and Yeonjun go way back and if you thought for a second he actually has feelings for you than your dumber than you look." She snapped. "We just had a terrible fight and broke it off - he'll come crawling back sooner or later. It won't be the first time - Besides, who would fall for a girl like you?" She sat down turning her back towards you.

The professor entered starting class as you sat there with tears starting down your face. You knew better than to let her get to you but you hated this, hated her. You felt like you were playing tennis with you emotions because one moment you felt like all this drama wasn't worth it and just go back to being quiet and studious but once you're around him, you feel warm inside and happier than you could ever imagine. What should I do?

"Okay, let's pull out your homework-" You raised your hand.

"Yes." Mrs. Gim answered.

"Can I use the restroom?" Your voice was shaky.

She just nodded and you quickly grabbed your things making a speedy exit, hearing laughter from Yuhyun herself.

You rather just spend the rest of the day in the bathroom if you have to - what was the point of being a target.

"(Y/N) are you in here?" You heard Mia's voice but you didn't have the vocal cord to answer.

You saw her peeking under the stall. "Ahh there you are.....Please come out."

"I'm good here actually." Your voice was soft. "Why are you here, Mrs. Gim never lets two people go to the bathroom."

"I told her you felt sick." She dropped her backpack to the floor sitting on top of it crossing her legs. "Please don't let that bitch get to you. You're better than her and everyone knows it."

"I just don't know what to do."

"You have to understand something. Yeonjun is Yuhyun's first love - and trust me, I'm not trying to come up with excuses for her - but it's hard losing something special like that." She sighed. "I'm not saying I feel bad for her but I understand why she is acting this way."

"She's jealous. She was so torn up about this breakup, she had to lie to everyone that she broke up with him remember. Shes just really hurting right now and she's targeting all her anger on to you because she already sees how Yeonjun is with you and she probably misses it." You nodded even though she couldn't see you. "It doesn't mean she should act like a fucking bitch but all I'm saying is to not let her bring you down because you are the better person in this situation." She continued. "She wants you to feel this way so you will break up with him, show her you're stronger than her."

"Okay." You finally got up and opened the door. "Get off the floor before someone sees you." You smiled and she stood up giving you a hug.

"Doesn't bother me.......Now, no more crying. Popular girls don't cry." She handed you a tissue.

"Hmm, I'm not popular." You shrugged wiping your cheeks.

"Maybe not yet, but you're getting there."

"I will only be known as Yeonjun's girlfriend."

"Well.....I guess we'll have to let them know who you are." She smiled.

Mia is a good friend, you were lucky to have her, she would probably take a bullet for you if it came down to it and for years you blew her off. She was better than you. It was time to show your appreciation.

....

As much as it hurt. You weren't feeling up to a date night after all, Yuhyun had to ruin everything. Maybe a break from all this drama is what you needed. This wasn't how you pictured officially as Yeonjun's girlfriend would go.

"Skipping lunch again huh?" You knew better than to try and hide in the library because the troubled boy knew you by now and reading his face, he knew you were upset.

"I'm just looking for a new book."

"(Y/N)." You tried to suck up your tears that you already felt forming as soon as you saw him. Be strong.

"What?" You put on your best painless smile as you put the book back.

"Are you going to tell me what's wrong?" Or maybe he just knew you better than you thought.

"I'm fine, I'm just tired." You pouted cutely.

"Tired?" He glanced at you before looking down at his feet disappointed - he was hoping you would be honest with him about everything.

"Tired because I was thinking about you all night." You teased trying to lighten the mood or hide the fact you were hurting. But with that lame attempt, he didn't budge, he stayed quiet worrying you. "What? You can flirt but I can't?"

"What did Yuhyun say to you?" He asked again looking over at you.

"Did Mia tell you?"

"Why didn't you?"

"Because there's nothing you can do. If this is the price I have to pay to want to be with you then I guess I'll just have to deal with it."

"I told you I would take care of it."

"I know. But you're not responsible for her actions. Mia is right....she's just jealous and I'm sure she'll move on eventually."

"What did she say?"

"It's nothing I promise."

"(Y/N)?" He warned.

"Just what a normal jealous ex would say......you're with me to make her jealous and I'm stupid to think you have real feelings for me because it's not the first time you've had a bad breakup like this and saw other people." He nodded looking away from you.

You could tell he was angry but stayed calm for you. "I'm sorry. I'm gonna talk to her again and I promise she will stop this time, even if it involves her parents."

"Am I really worth all this." You didn't mean to sound dramatic but you generally wanted to know. Was all this drama really worth it to him?

"More than you know." He interlocked your hands leading you out of the library and straight to your locker since lunch was already letting out.

"So about tonight?" He began and all the feelings you had before vanished as you talked to your loving boyfriend. He cared about your feelings and it wasn't his fault things were bad, why punish him for that?

"6 right?" You smiled. "My house?"

He smiled back. "Okay. Shall we let your parents keep their money, I'll bring something?"

"Oh no, I'm cooking up a surprise."

"Oh really now." He chuckled leaning in before being rudely interrupted.

"-Excuse me Yeonjun, can I talk to you?" Yuhyun cut you off with a devilish grin.

"That's funny because I really wanted to talk to you." His tone was sarcastic and he gave you a sweet smile before taking off with Yuhyun.

....

"So what did she say?" You couldn't help but be curious.

"She said you were overreacting and she never meant to hurt your feelings." You grew angry immediately. "Don't worry I know it's bullshit."

"And I warned her I would go to her parents about her stalking me if she doesn't stop - and I know that will work because her parents love me." He sighed leaning his head back against the head rest. "I'm sorry you have to deal with this."

"It's not your fault. You must of been a great boyfriend that's all." He smiled at your response.

"I'll see you at 6?" He said before leaning in, letting you nod in approval before bringing his lips towards yours in a sweet tender kiss. You couldn't count the times he took your breath away with his simple gestures. You were his and the feeling still gave you goosebumps just thinking about it.

Before the kiss could get too carried away, you gently pulled away saying your goodbyes. "I'll see you at 6."

He looked at you with such softness in his eyes. He too felt infatuated with you as you did with him. You wanted this feeling to last forever but you know that was too good to be true. You knew this feeling will eventually fade the longer you're together - your sister as witness; but maybe it will be different for once.

You glanced around the house and quickly straightened up before tonight - not that your house was normally a mess, pretty clean actually; but you wanted it perfect.

Then you quickly got dressed into something casual and walked the short distance to the bus stop. You were just lucky you were pretty close to town so you didn't have to travel far. You made sure you grabbed your shopping bag as long as the money your mother left you on the counter. Your parents had some business party, so you knew they would be gone all night.

For the first time, you were glad your parents left you alone.

»Incoming text :: From Mia :: 3:57p.m. Hey, Yuhyun is having a party tonight. You want to help me sabotage it for revenge ;)

»Outgoing text :: To Mia :: 3:59p.m. I can't - I have plans actually

»Incoming text :: From Mia :: 4:00p.m. With Yeonjun? 0.0.....what you two doin this time? Especially now since you two are official and everything ;) xxx

»Outgoing text :: To Mia :: 4:00p.m. Just a movie and homework

»Incoming text :: From Mia :: 4:01p.m. Hmmm?!?

»Outgoing text :: To Mia :: 4:01p.m. What?

»Incoming text :: From Mia :: 4:02p.m. You two alone at your house?

»Outgoing text :: To Mia :: 4:02p.m. ....

You started to type.

»Incoming text :: From Mia :: 4:03p.m. Don't do anything I wouldn't do ;)

»Incoming text :: From Mia :: 4:03p.m. Or shall I say.....would lmao ;)

»Outgoing text :: To Mia :: 4:04p.m. Stop

You placed your phone back in your pocket, getting off the bus. What does she even think you two will do? Dinner and a movie is normal for dates. Right?

You shrugged it off as you grabbed your shopping cart, and began walking down the aisle deciding on making bulgogi for dinner with curry and ramen. You weren't the greatest cook but you watched your mother make it enough - it was a simple way to go.

You gathered all the ingredients, aimlessly making your way through the aisle, while mentally checking off the list in your head to make sure everything you needed was stored in your cart and ready to go. And just like that, you found yourself just about finished, when something caught your eye, causing you to hesitate. Your heart started to race just thinking about it. Do you need them?

You bit your lip anxiously before you quickly pretended to text on your phone as a person passed you down the aisle. Why did you feel so embarrassed? Once you were alone again you glanced ahead at the product seeing the different sizes and variations they offered.

Condoms....

They sell them here? Just out in the open? You guess you never seek them out before, so you never even noticed.

You proceeded to grab the first item that was closest to you, being toilet paper - to not seem so suspicious as you continued to study the different brands and wording that was placed upon the small packages. Why were there so many different types for one purpose? Comfortable for the female? What does that even mean? Your inexperienced ass couldn't handle this.

"Did you need help finding anything?" You heard a voice next to you breaking your train of thought.

Of course in this time of embarrassing agony, someone had to offer assistance when usually they aren't around when you actually needed them. At least she was a sweet old woman.

"No, I'm just trying to decide on um......what toilet paper to get. Do I want to spend the extra money for the soft one?"

"It's definitely worth it." She smiled before walking away. Kill me.

You glanced back still feeling those butterflies flutter around. Should you get them? No, Yeonjun probably already has them. But what if he doesn't in the moment? Maybe you should just in case. But what size?

What were you even doing?

You weren't even at that step in your relationship yet. You probably looked crazy on the store cameras right now. Just staring confusingly at a shelf of condoms. What has this boy done to you? You don't need them - at least as of right now.

You feel crazy even thinking about it. Just get your groceries and go home and make a sweet dinner for you and your boyfriend and watch a movie - nothing else.

But why was your heart still racing? You groaned frustrated as you put your cart back and making your way onto the bus back home with your bag of groceries.

Home....shower.....start cooking.....

You still had plenty of time once you got yourself all ready and began prepping your meal, it was still only 5:30.

You decided on a cute medium length, dark slate floral dress, with a light gray knitted sweater placed comfortably on top, along with your slippers. Were you dressed too much? It was only a comfy movie night. It was just casual but you wanted to look cute at least and not your normal lazy sweats. This was a date after all.

Everything was almost perfect. You quickly grabbed your throw blanket for a more comfortable setting as well as some lit candles on your coffee table.

Before you know it, 6 was here and Yeonjun was right on time, knocking on your door. You took a deep breath before opening the door and seeing the handsome man taking your breath away once again. You couldn't help but feel nervous all over again the first time seeing him - like every date still being your first.

"I bought chocolates." He held up the bag of goodies before leaning in - placing a sweet kiss upon your cheek. "Chocolate with popcorn is the best."

"You've done this before?" You teased letting him enter your home, placing the chocolate on your coffee table next to your burning candle.

"Nothing special, just with myself." He smiled sweetly. "I guess this movie is more romantic than I thought." He smirked looking at your candle.

You shrugged nervously. "I just like candles."

"My mom just texted me that her and my dad are just gonna stay at the local hotel because the party will be running late - so I guess I don't have to kick you out as quickly as I wanted to."

"So we can watch two movies?" He smirked.

"Sure." You giggled.

"Oh shoot, I need to check on dinner." You continued making a speedy bee line towards the kitchen. Luckily nothing was burnt from your slight distraction and you turned the burners off and continued prepping your meal together as Yeonjun watched comfortably.

"You're so cute." He smiled softly.

You glared teasingly. "Why must you insist on saying that for every little thing I do?"

"Well, stop being cute at everything you do." He arched his eyebrows playfully.

"I'm just being normal."

"Well, I guess your normal is cute."

"Yeonjun....I still have time to toss out your ass." You said playfully and he came up behind you in a warm back hug as you continued to finish spicing up the meal.

Back hugs was number one on your list for your dream boyfriend - and you couldn't believe you were here experiencing it yourself. It felt surreal.

"Bulgogi? Hmm....looks good." He leaned his chin on your shoulder. "I didn't know you could cook. You really are perfect."

"Far from.....I only know this because of my mom."

"But you still cooked it." He cuddled more into your neck. "Our next date, I'll cook for you."

"When will that be?" You relaxed as you felt him gently pepper his lips over your soft skin.

"Soon." Was all he said as the lust was slowly taking over. You couldn't help but close your eyes, taking in his gentle touch.

"Dinner is ready." You said in a hushed whisper, not breaking out of your trance. If you knew any better, you were completely under his spell. You never been touched in such a way - it felt.....amazing.

You practically begged him for more the moment you leaned your head slightly to the left, giving him full access. After every kiss, came a soft suck, up and down the crevice of your neck.

You never wanted him to let go but you needed to learn self control.

"We should eat before the food gets cold." You said again finally breaking free from your compulsion.

"You're right." He gave you one last peck before pulling away and helping you bring the plates out to the living room.

The atmosphere felt intense as you both clearly didn't want to break apart, but your meal was great none the less and you felt impressed with yourself from how well it turned out.

The movie you decided on was a romance - probably some chick flick - to fit the theme of your so called date. Which probably was a bad idea in the long run because after you cleaned up the food. It was just your main focus.

Yeonjun made some popcorn and next thing you know, you both were cuddled underneath your throw blanket, trying to pay attention to this silly romance. It's like you were waiting for something more to happen the moment you felt his fingertips dance on your exposed knee underneath your blanket. It was a cute innocent gesture until it stopped and all you felt was his hand rest there slowly tapping his index finger. A signal maybe?

You turned to question being hit with nothing but his lips on yours. It was fragile at first, like he was asking for permission but the moment you responded your lips with his - it grew intense and more desperate. This kiss wasn't like your other ones, this felt like a burning sensation upon the surface. You couldn't believe a simple kiss could have so many meanings and feelings behind it. Every one had felt different in its own unique way and this one was no exception. This one was the start of something new, something more.....dangerous.

He leaned further in until your back hit the couch cushions underneath as he towered over you. He had you pinned against the couch, forgetting instantly the tv even existed. The hand that was on your knee earlier was now resting on your slightly exposed thigh, rubbing slow circles on your soft skin, leaving goosebumps in its place. Your lips felt swollen by this point, but you didn't care, he made you feel weak.

And just when you felt like things couldn't get more intense, he broke away from the kiss but continued down, kissing your neck once again, but this time he didn't hesitate to nip softly around your soft skin. It felt hypnotizing - like he was a vampire sucking your blood. His hand climbed up your leg as well - playing with the strap of your underwear but he knew better than to take it further than that. He didn't want to make you uncomfortable in anyway. He cares too much for you.

You relaxed leaning your head to the side once again to give him a better access, letting a moan escape in the process. You didn't even know you did it until he stopped and looked at you. His lack of touch causing you to open your eyes, questioning.

"What?" You asked innocently.

"Nothing, you just sound sexy." He said before continuing to nip your neck one last time, marking his territory. You would be lying if you said the butterflies stopped during this whole process but they felt much more intense after the next, you thought you would be used to them by now but they intended to feel different the more moves he tried on you. You never have been touched in such a way before.

He lifted your leg to wrap it more around his waist as he moved his lips back up towards yours, sending tingles closer and closer to your core that you knew you felt a pool forming inside your underwear. He rested comfortably in between your legs, nothing but clothes to block your path to a more sensual desire.

You couldn't help but slowly gyrate your hips upward to get more comfortable that he stopped kissing you and looked at you with a smirk. "Are you trying to get me worked up?"

"Huh? That was an accident." You blushed avoiding his eye contact.

"An accident hmmm? Didn't think you were a tease." He leaned back down kissing you once again. He had one hand on your hip to keep you in place from moving. Did it affect him that bad? You barely moved an inch.

You didn't lie.....it felt good against your core that you secretly wanted more. Were the hormones getting to you?

You moved again, but purposely this time and with more momentum. He groaned against your lips softly pulling away. "(Y/N).” He said weak to your surprise.

"I can't help it." You whispered biting your lip and that was it for him - he wanted you more and more; like a drug he can't wean off of.

You pulled him back, working your lips with his. You jerked your hips again, causing him to hold your hip, helping you move in sync with him. You couldn't even tease him without him being a step ahead of you, you just wanted to be the one in control for once. Someday...

But that was the thing, you were in control without even knowing it. You were his newfound weakness and he didn't know how to handle you. He felt like you won this game and just decided to take one for the team. But he knew the effects and didn't know how to stop.

His lips were back on your neck as you felt the pace pick up. You felt soaked through by this point that normally you would be embarrassed but your hormones were telling you otherwise. Your heart began to race the moment you started feeling his bulge between your legs, was it really getting this far?

Maybe you should have gotten those condoms....

What? No. You're not ready for that. What were you thinking....or more likely....what was he doing to you?

"Yeonjun?" You whined feeling him right up your core. "Maybe we should stop."

He stopped and looked at you sympathetically. "I'm so sorry. You're right."

"I don't want to." You giggled for reassurance as you stopped him from pulling away. "I just.....I don't know how to do all of this." You bit your lip again but this time embarrassed.

You knew he already knows you are a virgin and have no experience whatsoever but you couldn't help but feel like a disappointment and just needed a reason for an excuse. It's not that you didn't want to go further but you felt like you couldn't without humiliating yourself in the process.

You looked down trying to avoid his eye contact. "(Y/N)." You finally looked up seeing him smile at you softly. "It's okay."

"But I don't want you to be bored or I don't want to be bad because I don't know how-"

"Relax." He cut you off. "I'll help you....whenever you're ready."

He was being the perfect gentleman and you couldn't have misjudged him better. This was not the boy you expected him to be.

"Okay." You smiled and he kissed your cheek sweetly. "We can still makeout though."

He chuckled at your nervous statement and smirked before leaning back down just as you heard a knock on the door cutting you both off.

You both grew confused getting up. "Did you forget you ordered pizza?"

"I didn't." You felt a slight chill. Who would be at your door? Mia?

"I'll get it." Yeonjun walked over to the door as you stayed hidden by the corner. It couldn't be Mia, she would have texted you.

"Party!" People yelled as soon as Yeonjun opened the door and immediately were piling inside. "Hey Yeonjun." People greeted the troubled boy.

"What is going on?" You yelled in panic trying to cut through the loud commotion.

"I don't know." Yeonjun was quick to try to find out more information. You kept trying to close the door but more and more people were entering.

"Yuhyun said that this was last minute, so we bought beer and snacks." Some dude greeted as he entered your home uninvited.

Yuhyun, you should have known better. You were quick to look for Yeonjun as your house was already filling up with people and music playing from some unknown source causing you to have a panic attack at any moment.

Yeonjun was in the kitchen as your counters were getting filled with junk. "Yuhyun-"

"I know. What do we do?"

"We can call the police?" He suggested.

"No, they will alert my parents." You took a deep breath. "Why would she do this?"

"Because she is a horrible fucking person." He pulled you into his chest comforting you.

"Hey, Yeonjun's new girlfriend -what's your name again?" You just glared at the random students you probably never even spoken to. "Oh (Y/N) that's right. Nice party! We knew you were quiet but we didn't know how cool you are. Cheers!"

"You know what? I'm not giving in to her anymore. I guess we're having a party - call your friends." Yeonjun gave you a look of uncertainty.

"It's okay. My parents aren't coming home tonight." You reassured. "But if Yuhyun tries to enter this house, stop her."

"(Y/N) I don't know-" You leaned up giving him a passionate kiss causing howls from around you. "Don't worry, she won't pull this again because her plan won't work."

He smiled at you kissing you again before pulling out his phone and calling his friends over as well as you.

»Outgoing text :: To Mia :: 8:07p.m. Mia, come over quick !!!!

»Incoming text :: From Mia :: 8:07p.m. What's wrong?

»Outgoing text :: To Mia :: 8:08p.m. Yuhyun ruined my date night telling everyone at school I was throwing a party!!!

»Incoming text :: From Mia :: 8:08p.m. WHAT?!?!?!??? WHY WOULD SHE DO THAT!

»Outgoing text :: To Mia :: 8:09p.m. Do we really need an explanation why? She's fucking evil!

»Outgoing text :: To Mia :: 8:08p.m. But the good thing is that I'm not gonna let her hurt me anymore, she wanted me to have a party than I guess I'm having a party

»Incoming text :: From Mia :: 8:08p.m. Yessss (Y/N)!!! We'll show her she can't run things anymore. She'll hate this lmao I'm leaving now.

Having Mia here will definitely make you feel better and stop any idiots from trashing any of your stuff. But one thing you know for sure is you can't let Yuhyun enter your party and.....you needed a drink.

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Hit The Road

Chapter Eight

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Summary: You are a hunter of supernatural beings who is forced to experience a new reality: being a vampire. The only thing stronger than your thirst for blood is your thirst for revenge.

Author's note: The characters mentioned here were created by Kevin Williamson and Julie Plec, based on the book series of the same name by author L. J. Smith. They don't belong to me. That said, this fanfic will be short. This fanfic may address scenes of violence, inappropriate language and adult content. Minors should not interact with this story. Also some information here is not in the order of the series or the same way it happened in the tv series. I'm changing some things to fit the fanfic story. Hope you like it!

You wake up scared as if you had a nightmare, a soft scream of horror escapes you. You analyze the room you are in, recognizing it as Damon's room. Not seeing him makes you afraid. Did he die while you were fighting to survive? Or maybe you're hallucinating...

"I thought you wouldn't wake up so early. It's strange for a vampire to spend two days unconscious." You hear Stefan's voice as clearly as day. You are extremely happy to see him. Without having much strength, you get up staggering and go to hug Stefan.

"I'm so relieved to be here. I thought I died, I actually thought we both died. Please make sure no one died." You speak with a weak tone in your voice almost like you couldn't find strength to talk.

"No one died Y/N. But you could have died thanks to your stubbornness. If Damon and I hadn't run here and found Caroline with Klaus' blood..." Stefan seems more stressed than usual when he face the reality of your actions. You look at him tenderly and give him a peck on the lips. You want to make it clear that you are grateful for everything and that you are sorry.

"Where is your brother?" You ask, still in Stefan's arms. He seems apprehensive but after a sigh he answers you.

"With Elena, she hasn't left his side since we arrived. After we saved you, Damon finally felt the consequences of the werewolve's torture." Stefan says as he hugs you even tighter. It seems like he knows you're feeling slightly uncomfortable about Elena being with Damon.

"You know that I can't demand any type of monogamous relationship from your brother, right? You don't need to be afraid to tell me that he's with someone." You say trying to stay strong both physically and psychologically. Feelings really are a great weakness.

"You don't need to deceive me, Y/N. I can feel your discomfort from here." Stefan speaks as if you were obvious to him. A puzzle that he has already solved and is used to.

"Now I know why we were in a secret relationship. You're sexy when you think you know something." You say, kissing Stefan right after.

"Sex will not solve our problems. As much as I want to, I don't think it's right for us to do this. Before I thought you were a stranger and now I know that even though I don't remember, I love you." When the words finish coming out of Stefan's mouth, you understand the burden of having returned to the Salvatore's lives.

"I love you too, even if I don't remember it. I would still like to sleep with you today." You speak sincerely looking at Stefan with a needy expression.

Stefan is silent for a while as you reflect on how comfortable you feel with him. Does Stefan know that he is like home to you? Cozy and comfortable, a place you want to belong. You observe him and decide to try to make him stop rationalizing what he is doing.You start by lifting your feet and kissing Stefan's forehead, then kissing his cheeks lightly, kissing near his eyelids. You kiss both sides of the neck softly, as if wanting to show your desire for someone. As soon as you feel Stefan is receptive, you kiss his lips firmly. He returns the kiss, increasing the intensity with which your mouths and his are intertwined.

"Am I interrupting something?" Elena speaks in an extremely serious tone entering Stefan's room. Did she not learn during her life that knocking on the door is the correct thing to do when you're entering someone's else room?

"Yes, you should use good manners and knock on the door before entering. It's okay that you've seen Stefan naked but I could be in a much more compromising situation." You speak being as direct as possible. She had to interrupt her moment with Stefan right when you were almost convincing him to sleep with you.

"Did something happen to Damon?" Stefan says, composing himself, and looking at the two of you.

"He's already much better, I was just going to let him know that I'm going home to take a shower and probably will come back later. Even during Damon's sleep, he kept calling a name. Y/N, to be exact. Maybe you guys should check on him." Elena says a little desapointed, and you somehow understand her. It must be difficult to see that you are no longer the only woman in the lives of the two men she loves. She left quickly after saying that to you and Stefan.

"Let me go see your brother and you can take a shower to calm down. Maybe another time we'll finish what we started here." You say pointing to Stefan's visibly aroused dick. He is embarrassed, but kisses the corner of your mouth. It's almost as if we communicate through looks. Then you head towards Damon's room.

"I heard you need a babysitter until your girlfriend gets back. I hope you don't mind me coming, but after all I'm your wife. I'm supposed to take care of my husband." Do you speak as soon as he enters Damon's room, seeing him half naked trying to find clothes to put on.

"You used to hate it when I called you wife. But I'm fine, don't worry. You should be resting." Damon speaks disinterestedly, as if he doesn't want to talk to you or look at you.

"Did I do something that pissed you off or is there at least a reason why you're avoiding looking at me?" You ask with a little anger on your tone of voice.

"You were irresponsible in putting your life at risk for me. You could have died thanks to your stupidity." Damon speaks completely out of character. You smile without believing the words he is saying.

"If I hadn't choose to go with Stefan, you wouldn't be here, but your ungratefulness is beyond realizing that, right? You question him, looking him in the face. Your fingers are slightly directed close to Damon's bare chest.

"Next time, choose yourself. That's what I would have done." Damon speaks rudely.

"Are you saying you wouldn't try to save me if it could mean your death?" You question, directly getting upset.

"Without even thinking twice." He responds so sharply and directly that you don't even notice when you slap him across the face. There is a limit to how far you can go and Damon has surpassed it. This bastard. It doesn't even take you long to leave the room crying.

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PART TWO!! TEXT VERSION

it was so long since i posted the first one haha hope you didn’t forget 🥲🥲

again, if there’re any mistakes - please tell me ^^

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The next 24 hours all I did was hiding in the wall even though I was quite literally starving. You can’t blame me though, I was fearful for my life, okay? After such a day anyone would have stayed in bed and questioned their life choices…

However, it was pretty much a life and death situation, so I had to get up and find something before deciding if I should stay here or find new home. It’s a decision that you can’t take on an empty stomach, every borrower knows that.

Before you ask, I wasn’t worried all that much about this guy telling other people about me as seeing small people is quite abnormal for them and in best case nobody would’ve believed him, in worst… he would’ve probably ended up in hospital, but we will never know.

So, like that, I collected my thoughts, emotions and gear and went out on another attempt to get food. To be honest, i think my stomach was at the point of acceptance, I didn’t feel any hunger until I finally got to the kitchen counter and saw some fruits. Human wasn’t there but it didn’t mean anything to me anymore, I was too traumatized by yesterday’s experience. *Sighs dramatically*.

Maybe because the day before was extremely unlucky, I was rewarded with something delicious. There were grapes which are super convenient to borrow as humans won’t see any of them missing, some raisins and nuts. I took one grape right away and my stomach growled so loudly, even a half-deaf human granny would’ve heard, I swear. I bit it and transparent juice started to run down my chin which I wiped off right away. It was such a relief to finally eat something, I can’t describe this feeling honestly. Better would probably be the feeling of relief after you endured your piss or, even worse, poo, for an indescribable long time and then you finally get to the toilet and it’s just… ahh.

Anyway, back to the story. As I said, I finally had access to food, but I couldn’t afford to fill my stomach to the fullest at that exact moment since it would’ve been too difficult to climb back home in that case. That’s why I only ate one grape and took another one home as well as a couple of raisins and some nuts. And then the idea popped in my head. What if I left some food that can be stored for a long time to that one my favourite hiding spot? I thought it was a smart decision since in the case I ran out of supplies or had to make an urgent stop I would have something edible waiting for me. So, with that I went straight to the place where human saw me not so long ago. Imagine my surprise when I saw that he left something there. On the other hand, it was quite expected… I was terrified to even look at it yet alone touch, but I couldn’t avoid the smell it had. I tried something like this only at my 10th birthday and my mom told me it was chocolate that we ate as a treat. It was some kind of desert that beans eat for pleasure. Maybe the human I lived with wanted to poison me with that? Or to somehow use it to make me become his pet? I still wonder about this at night, but even though I was really curious about that “offering”, I was more interested in surviving, so I went straight up behind the books where there was a small niche for me to hide. I placed all the things carefully and returned to the counter to pick some more. This day was pretty chill since the human showed up at his usual time and didn’t bother. He was as quiet and relaxed as ever with the only difference, that when he was in the kitchen, I could have heard the music from his phone. It wasn’t unpleasant, on the contrary, I liked it. The guy hummed along with it and his voice wasn’t so bad either to be honest, so I just lay in bed and listened till I fell asleep.

For the next few days nothing weird happened, everything seemed to go back to normal with the only difference that now the human was openly listening to music and sometimes sing very quietly along with it. I didn’t hate it, it didn’t bother me, so it was fine. Till that one day when I was, again, hiding behind the books (I swear, that spot must be cursed, but it was too dear for me to give up and abandon it) after taking a shower in human’s sink in the bathroom and being already on my way home. He showed up in the house earlier today again and I just barely had time to react and hide. When he entered the kitchen, I already sensed that something was off. The way he threw the keys on the table, how he tossed the bag on the floor and his jacket on the couch showed that he was really frustrated about something. Honestly, he was quite scary in that mood, though I didn’t see him being like that too often. Hell, I only remember that happening once in the whole year and I was in the walls, safe but watching this up close was kinda… unsettling.

However, to my surprise, that didn’t last for too long. The guy calmed himself down within like five minutes or so, trying to take deep breaths, then he sat on the chair at the table and… yeah, he started crying. He was crying very quietly, as was everything he did, holding back tears and sobs, as if he was scared someone might hear him…

wait a minute… do you think he might’ve been thinking about me? He definitely couldn’t have forgotten out encounter, right?

I sighed. This human wasn’t making my life any easier. It’s not like I was pitying him or anything, humans are monstrous creatures, evil and cruel and every borrower knew that… Nah, lying has never been one of my strengths so, frankly, I did feel bad for him. This human didn’t try to do anything nasty to me for the whole week, which was a complete opposite of what I heard about them, so I couldn’t help but hope that he wasn’t that awful. I suddenly got curious about him. If he had so many opportunities to catch me and hurt me, why didn’t he do that already? And why was he crying right now? Was he hurt or something? Is human life that difficult? Borrowers usually aren’t sentimental, we only cry on very rare special occasions such as when we’re badly hurt or it’s a deadly situation, or when we break two or more bones at once and there’s no one for us to help to escape and we’re left there to die alone. But this guy didn’t seem to be physically hurt or in any danger, so why was he sobbing?

I couldn’t help it and finally set my eyes on the “offering”. It turned out to be a small round box, which most likely was a human bottle cape with some continents: a piece of chocolate (as I already knew) and a note. Oh no, he wanted to communicate… so it could’ve been a trap in the end… even so, I was already beyond fixing and too far from following the borrower rules, so maybe it wont hurt if I read it just this once…

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Never Try and Steal a Wolf’s Mate

Kim Namjoon x female reader

Wolf AU, werewolf AU, soulmates AU

Wordcount ≈ 4.7k

Warnings: possessive behavior, violence, age difference (Namjoon is 25 in this & reader is 20), I think that’s it but do let me know if you can find anything else.

Please reblog! Requests are open!

Third person POV

Tall. Handsome. Dangerous. Those are three words that perfectly describe Kim Namjoon. Everyone knows that he is someone you don’t want to cross. He’s always had a frightening vibe to him. Yet, every girl in the town would give anything to be with him because he is handsome. Very handsome.

To say that Namjoon is dangerous might be an understatement though. There is a reason why his aura is so strong that even the guys in school who were taller and more built than him would back away from him. The reason is that he’s a shifter. A wolf - some people may call it a Werewolf. However, he is more than just a wolf. He’s an alpha - a born alpha. His father sometimes struggled to raise his son as Namjoon’s alpha side surfaced from a young age. Namjoon would often lash out at anyone who got in his way or disagreed with him. His father who was the alpha at the time tried to keep Namjoon in check but his attempts did not do much. Namjoon’s alpha was strong and he wouldn’t bow down to anyone, not even his own father. As he grew up Namjoon learned to control that side of him; however even while holding back it was clear that he would win any fight that he joined. Namjoon had mastered the ability to control his temper so that he would not lash out and kill someone for nothing. Though, there is one thing that makes his blood boil more than anything. The idea of someone messing with his mate. His girlfriend. Especially since she is human. Thus, she can’t fight in the same way that he and his pack can. So if you want to see Namjoon angry, just approach his mate with the wrong look in your eyes. I promise you, you’ll face a very pissed-off Namjoon but I can’t promise that you’ll survive the experience.

So to summarize:

Name - Kim Namjoon

Age - 25

Creature - Shifter, aka wolf, aka werewolf

Position - Alpha

Tall, handsome, dangerous, very strong, and a little (more like extremely) possessive.

Now let’s meet his mate.

Short. Beautiful. Smart. Three words, of many, that describe (L/n) (Y/n). The girl that every boy in town has or has had a crush on. She’s always been top of her class in almost everything - every subject except for PE. There is one more thing, (Y/n)’s always been a little weak - no matter how much she tries she just can’t get strong, she can’t run longer than a few meters before she’s exhausted, these things have always been a struggle for her.

(Y/n) was aware that shifters and such creatures excited long before she met Namjoon, though she never knew she lived in the same town as a whole pack of them. (Y/n) was just visiting the university the day that she met Namjoon, which was also one of his last days in that very school.

So to summarize:

Name - (L/n) (Y/n)

Age - 20

Creature - Human

Position - Nerd, good girl, or smart girl (I guess)

Short, beautiful, smart, weak.

Let’s go back to how they met.

The day that the two met for the first time was quite an eventful day for both of them.

(Y/n) had for a week been planning to visit Hybe University - aka, HU. It was her dream university, it has a great reputation and it was located in her hometown. She had won a competition by writing an essay on intelligence which allowed her to visit the school during an ordinary school day - something they usually don’t allow. However, that very morning (Y/n) ended up oversleeping so she didn’t have time to really dress up rather she just threw on a pair of leggings and a hoodie before running out of the door. Though, she could only keep that pace for a few steps before she felt like she would suffocate from not being able to breathe. She realized that her only option for making it in time was to take a taxi. Luckily, many taxis passed the street she lived on even while they weren’t driving anyone already. As soon as she was inside the car and the driver knew where to take her she realized that her hair was a catastrophe. (Y/n) tried taming it with her hand but it was a futile attempt. She ended up making a low ponytail as it looked the most okay out of all the hairstyles she could think of.

While our dear (Y/n) was fighting with time, Namjoon had other things to deal with making his morning quite eventful.

Namjoon’s POV

Growls. All I felt were the vibrations in my chest formed by my growling. My body grew hotter as my anger rose. My fangs protruded out of my lips, my claws grew longer, and the wolf side of me was trying to come out - the alpha trying to take control. Why? Because two of my closest friends, who also happen to be my betas (second in commands), were fighting at 6 am… “This would have never happened if I had been in charge of the patrol all the time. You know, I’ve never messed it up. My teams always have full control over everything,” “Well, if you’re so great then how come Namjoon made me a beta after you? because he saw that you couldn’t actually handle it so he needed someone to do what you couldn’t,” “But he still chose me first,” “SHUT UP!” I said loudly in my alpha tone. My eyes had grown red, as red as fresh blood. The two betas shut their mouths and turned to me. My breathing was hard, that isn’t a good sign - it means I am struggling to hold back. “First of all. It is 6 am, why the hell are you in my house screaming at each other, at 6 fucking am?” “We’re sorry, alpha. But, this morning a rouge entered our territory. Only briefly though, we quickly found him, and then he ran off, so I came to report this as I was in charge of patrols this night,” I strained my eyes at him. “A rouge entered MY territory and I only find out about it now? Why didn’t you mind-link me when it happened, Hoseok?” “It only happened 15 minutes ago and I forgot to link you as I chased after him…” He lowered his head in submission as he felt how I let my alpha aura grow more protruding. “And you, Seokjin, why are you here?” As soon as his name left my lips, panic filled his eyes as the tone I used wasn’t a friendly one. “I happened to be awake as I heard a commotion by my house, as I looked outside I saw Hoseok chasing after the rouge just as it left the territory. I went outside to see what had happened only to find out that Hoseok had been slacking off and wasn’t patrolling as he should, so I came here to make sure you knew about it,” “It never crossed your mind that perhaps you should have contacted me at the scene?” “No alpha, sorry alpha. It slipped my mind,” I sighed. “You both may be two of my closest friends but frankly, I made you betas because I thought you were best suited for it - yes both of you as you both balance each other out but now I am starting to regret my decision and I am thinking that maybe Yoongi would have been a better choice even if he has a more hostile personality sometimes. If you two want to keep your titles then you both better start taking this seriously and work as a team, because that’s what you are. A team. Right now you’re acting like children, and I am getting tired of it. One more chance, either of you fuck up again and you both lose the title. Now get out of here, I need to get ready for school, even if I should have been able to sleep for another hour. Take care of the breach problem together, if it isn’t fixed by the time I am back from school - it will be bye-bye to the beta position…” “YES ALPHA!” Seokjin and Hoseok said in unison before they ran outside.

I went to my home gym where I keep a boxing bag. I approached the boxing bag and hit it repeatedly while adding more strength with each punch until the bag flung off the hanger from the roof. “ARGH!!!” My breathing was erratic, my sight was blurry, and the frustration kept pumping adrenalin through my body. With a couple more screams and growls, I finally managed to tame the anger and calm down. Having this power is often a good thing, few other packs try to attack us - they know it’s no use - even rouges stay far away, well most of them at least. However, this power is a pain as well. The tiniest thing can make me lash out and even one hit from me can kill someone, it’s hard to stay in control. It would be easier with a mate, an anchor, someone that would be able to calm the wolf - my alpha side - it would only cave for my mate. Unfortunately, I have not been lucky enough to find my mate yet. Most shifters find their mate when they’re around 16, I’m 23 and have yet to find them. Which is only agitating my alpha, he wants his mate and he wants them now - and honestly, I agree.

After my rampage in the gym room, I went to shower, eat some breakfast, and then went to school. Just a few more days and then I would be finished. Third person POV

Namjoon arrived at the same time he usually does, he found his younger packmates Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook before walking inside. The younger ones were joking around while Namjoon was thinking about a presentation he was to hold this afternoon when his enhanced hearing caught the sound of what seemed to be a fight. Worried that one of his packmates was involved he hurried over to the commotion.

The commotion was: (Y/n) and a bunch of people she didn’t know.

The taxi pulled up 2 minutes before (Y/n) needed to be at the entrance to meet her guide for the day. She quickly paid before she got out, she speed walked to the entrance which made her breathing a little erratic. As (Y/n) opened the door, the clock stroke 8 am which was when she was told to meet the guide. She looked around but didn’t know who she was looking for, she had only been given the name of the guide so she had no idea who to look for. The guide had her picture though, so they should be able to recognize her. Everyone inside was staring at her, she wasn’t surprised though - she looked as lost as someone expecting a wedding but ending up at a funeral. “Hey there pretty girl, what are you doing here?” Some guy walked up to her and frankly, he walked up way too close to her. Her breathing was still erratic, her nerves weren’t helping either. (Y/n) hoped that if she didn’t look at him he would back away. “I, uh, I’m here to visit. I’m waiting for a guide,” The guy was annoyed by her avoiding eye contact so he decided to fix that, by putting his hand on her chin and moving her head up. Though, just as he was about to touch her someone spoke up. “Ya! Minhyuck, back off. You’re just being disgusting acting like this,” It was a girl, she was tall - well taller than the average female. “Don’t but in Han Sora,” (Y/n) jerked her head to the female, Han Sora - that was the name of her guide. A crowd formed around them, Sora walked up to the guy, and (Y/n), as she stood in front of them Sora grabbed ahold of (Y/n)’s arm and pulled her to her side. (Y/n) was immediately thinking that she would have a bruise on her arm within an hour, she always bruised very easily as well. The guy just wouldn’t back down no matter what Sora said.

Namjoon turned a corner and he was now close enough to hear the actual words being said and not just noise. It was Minhyuck causing trouble with some girl again. Fortunately, Minhyuck wasn’t a shifter however Sora was. Thus, making this a problem for him. If someone from his pack is involved in a fight he has to make sure they don’t kill whoever they are fighting. His alpha was pushing inside his head the closer they got, he didn’t understand why, this wasn’t bad enough for Namjoon to need to go full alpha. Namjoon didn’t understand until he saw the commotion, until he saw the girl being protected by Sora. As soon as his eyes landed on that girl, his inner wolf loudly roared mate. Sora, step back. I got this. Yes, alpha. Sora turned around to face (Y/n), “Hey, let’s go over here,” Namjoon was about to lash out at Sora for touching his mate when Minhyuck decided he had the opportunity to do something to Sora. His body language clearly showed that he had the intention of pushing Sora which would result in her falling on top of Namjoon’s mate. Right before Minhyuck’s hands could come in contact with Sora’s back Namjoon caught them in a tight grip which allowed Sora to pull (Y/n) with her to the side. Minhyuck was frozen as he looked up at Namjoon with a terrified face, the senior seemed to be ready to kill him. This was not Namjoon’s first time lecturing Minhyuck, though this time was probably the one time Namjoon shouldn’t have been the one to stand before Minhyuck. The reason for that is, for the first time in many years, Namjoon had almost no control over his wolf - so the possibility och him killing Minhyuck was very big. Sora could feel her alpha’s anger growing, she knew that she needed to find some way to bring the human side of Namjoon to the surface. Sora herself wouldn’t be enough to come in contact with him, but (Y/n) would definitely do the trick.

“(Y/n), I need you to do something for me” Sora whispered, “What?” (Y/n) answered with a low tone, but it was enough to catch Namjoon’s attention. Sora noticed that as soon as (Y/n) said ‘what’ Namjoon tilted his head so that he could see the two of them in his peripheral vision. “I need you to scream Namjoon, and I need you to do it like now. Or something really bad is going to happen,” (Y/n) gave Sora a confused look, after thinking about it for a few seconds she nodded.

While Sora spoke with (Y/n), Namjoon had cornered Minhyck against a wall. He was breathing heavily, his eyes shifting between his usual warm brown and his blood-red, his claws and fangs were on the verge of protruding. The only thought in his mind was to kill the one who tried to steal his mate. Namjoon himself was fighting his wolf on this matter, Namjoon knew that he shouldn’t kill Minhyuck no matter how much he actually wanted to. But eventually, his wolf won. He raised his fist, a low growl rumbling from deep within his chest, his eyes were no longer shifting between his human and wolf eyes - they were now staying as the blood-red glowing eyes. Namjoon pulled his fist back a little before he shot it forward.

“NAMJOON!!”

Right before his fist came in contact with Minhuck’s face he stopped. The human side is back in control. Namjoon pushed Minhyuck aside, “Don’t ever try something like this again. Okay?” “Yeah,” Namjoon turned to see Sora holding the girl who was shaking like a leaf. Sora, bring her with you to our section room. I’ll meet you there, I just need to calm down a little more first. Sora nodded before Namjoon left.

“Hey, (Y/n). Come with me, I’ll take you to a room where you can rest a little and then we can begin the tour. Or we can fix a new day for you to have a look around if today has been too much for you,” “Okay,” Sora lead the way to the section room that belonged to the club of Lycans - which too many people were a club for the strong, popular, and inhumanly attractive people but in reality, it was for the shifters in school. As soon as (Y/n) read the name of the club on the door, she knew what had happened. That was when she understood who and what Namjoon was.

Namjoon was a wolf shifter. And (Y/n), was his mate.

(Y/n)’s POV

Sora opened the door and let me walk in first, I immediately localized a couch and sat down on it. “You okay?” “Sora, are you a shifter?” “What? How did you know?” “I’ve sort of always known that these mythological creatures existed but I didn’t know that some lived in the same town as me.” “Well, yeah. You’re right, I’m a wolf shifter,” “And so is Namjoon, right? In fact, he’s the alpha isn’t he?” Just as I asked that the door opened again, and in walked Namjoon. “Yes, that is correct. I am the alpha,” Although he spoke with such confidence I could see his eyes shaking with uncertainty, the uncertainty of how I would respond to all of this. He walked over and sat down beside me while still keeping some space between us. “I think I’ll leave now and give the two of you some space if that is alright with everyone?” Sora began walking towards the door. Namjoon looked at me to see what I would answer, he was alright with being alone with me but the question was if I was alright with being alone with him. “Yeah, that’s okay,” I heard Namjoon letting out a relieved breath as Sora waved goodbye before she left the room. I slightly turned my body so that I was facing Namjoon instead of facing away from him, Namjoon did the same thing. “So… you’re a wolf shifter and an alpha…” “Yeah…” He awkwardly scratched at his neck, avoiding my eyes. Surely, he was nervous about telling me I was his mate. “Did you react that way because Sora was involved or was it because of me?” “It was because of you, Sora can handle herself, she’s never a problem for me. But I almost lost control out there, I only came back to it because you shouted my name. It only happened because you’re my mate and someone was threatening you,” “So, I am your mate? What does that mean?” “It basically means that we are soulmates. That you are the only one who can keep me calm, who I will listen to, the only one I would bow down to. The only one I could ever truly be in love with. Though, it’s different for you. As you’re not a shifter, you’re not as affected by this. I have no choice but to be with you, but you can choose if you want me or not,” “What would happen if I said no?” “I would go through excruciating pain for the rest of my life and I would become a monster because I wouldn’t be able to hold back my wolf so I would kill anyone who stood in my way, but I want you to know that if you don’t want me then that is okay. I’ll find a way to manage everything, I don’t want to pressure you into this.” “When do I have to answer?” “Before the next full moon or my wolf will end up seeking you once the moon has risen in the sky. If he ends up finding you, he will mark you meaning you have no choice but to accept me,” “Okay, the full moon is in 2 weeks, right?” “yeah,” “How about we try and get to know each other during these two weeks and then I’ll give you my answer?” “That sounds great,” Namjoon gave me a big smile that revealed adorable dimples. Cute. I gave him a smile in return. “This might be a bit weird, but would it be alright if I hugged you, for a few seconds?” “Um, why?” “Just to calm my wolf, he’s still worried that something happened to you but if we could hold you we would both calm down,” “Okay, just a few seconds though,” Namjoon nodded before he moved his arms so they were wrapped around me and then he pulled me forward into his chest. He was warm, I could feel how strong he was, even though I knew that this man could turn into a beast and kill me within a second I felt strangely safe within his embrace. He smelled of burned cedar wood, it was a nice scent for him. He held his promise and let go of the hug after 7 seconds, just a few seconds he had said. For some reason, I was a little disappointed over the hug ending but I knew more chances would come. “Hey, you came here to check out the school, right?” “Yeah, I did. Sora was supposed to be my guide but she said we could schedule another day if I didn’t want to do it today.” “How about I show you around? No one will mess with you and we can spend some time together and get to know one another” “That sounds nice,” “Great, come on!” During the tour I found out that Namjoon was a senior meaning this was one of his last days here, it also meant that he was 5 years older than me. I was a little worried about what my parents would think but then I remembered that they too already knew of shifters so I wouldn’t have to explain much to them.

Third Person POV

And that was how the two met for the first time. Fast forward two weeks from that day and (Y/n) told Namjoon that she accepted to be his mate - which made him very happy and resulted in him marking her right then. Now, let us go to the couple celebrating their 2-year anniversary.

Namjoon’s POV

I had, with the help of Seokjin and Yoongi, prepared a fancy meal for my date with (Y/n). We would be eating at home but I didn’t want her to cook or for us to order food so I said I would cook. However, I happen to be a terrible chef, thus I asked two of my betas - yes I ended up making Yoongi a beta as well because Seokjin and Hoseok just kept arguing over stupid things so Yoongi is the beta in charge of the betas - who are excellent chefs to help me out, which honestly means that they did everything and I watched from afar.

It’s our two-year anniversary since we became a couple and mates. I really wanted to do something special, since our first year anniversary wasn’t celebrated the way I had preferred… My heat, or rut, ended up coming at that time because it had been a year since I marked (Y/n) but we hadn’t engaged in any spicy activities because we wanted to wait. However, my heat had other plans. (Y/n) was very willing to help me out so it worked out nicely, however my vision for our first anniversary had not been to be a sex-crazed beast for 3 days straight… Therefore, our second anniversary was very important to me. It had to be perfect to make up for last year and to show her how much I love her.

~ A few minutes after Seokjin and Yoongi left ~

I was anxiously waiting for (Y/n) to arrive, I didn’t like being away from her. She is just so precious to me and I would hate for something bad to happen to her. During these two years, I have gotten to know her very well. We really do complement each other, (Y/n) is quite weak while I am very strong physically speaking, however, when it comes to mentality she is far stronger than me.

(Y/n) had been at the university before she would come here, and she said that she would get ready there. I told her to dress fancy, which also made me worry about her getting ready at school… All those people who were interested in her would surely try to steal her away if they saw her in one of her fancy outfits. I mean, she looks good in anything but there’s just something about her fancy outfits, the vibe of them, and just how confident she is when she wears them.

A rhythmic knock landed on the front door. I walked over and opened it. “Hello, my love,” “Hello to you too, Namjoon,” I looked her over, wow. She really did dress fancy, though the thing that made me the happiest was to see her smile and her eyes that were full of adoration and love. Although, the fact that her shoulders were uncovered, showing off the mating mark was a close contender for first place. I let her in and we walked over to the table. “This is wonderful, but I guess you had some help, didn’t you?” I scratched my neck like I usually do when I am embarrassed or nervous. “Yeah, Soekjin and Yoongi helped me cook and prepare pretty much everything,” “I didn’t expect anything else, I actually prefer knowing they helped out so that I can safely eat the food. I love you Kim Namjoon, but cooking is not for you,” “Ya ya, I know. I love you too, my (Y/n)” We then sat down and ate the food while conversing about everything and nothing.

“You know, I guess we have Minhyuck to thank for our relationship,” “What do you mean? Why would we thank that asshole? He tried to hit on you…” “Yeah, but if he hadn’t caused a commotion, you wouldn’t have met me that day. So, if it wasn’t for him being an asshole and you almost killing him, we wouldn’t have met… At least, not that day,” “I guess you’re right, I still regret not hitting him. It would have taught him to never try and steal a wolf’s mate. Especially my mate,” (Y/n) burst out in a laughing fit. “Oh Namjoon, believe me. He knows he shouldn’t have done that. And he never tried anything again. Even though he had an entire year without you in the school when he could have done something, he didn’t. In fact, every time he saw me approaching he would turn and run the other way while looking around him. He was terrified that you would show up and beat him up for only being in the same room as me,” “To be honest, had I been there, I definitely would have done that,” “I know, you’re overprotective and everything but trust me. No one at school dares try anything like that with me because everyone knows I’m dating the very scary CEO of Kim Corporations and some know that I am even dating an alpha,” I stood up and walked over to her, pulling her up from her chair and close to me. “I love you, (Y/n). I’m so happy that you are my mate and that you accepted me as yours,” “I love you too, Namjoon. I wouldn’t want anyone else, not when I can have you,” I leaned down and gave her a passionate kiss that she instantly reciprocated. The rest of the night was, well.. let’s just say it was heated, but neither of us would have wanted it any other way.

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