#please don't let anything be ruined by money and business

[blublublujk]

nobody knows (2)

-> part 1

word count: 3k

genre: established relationship (hard dom x slutty sub)

pairing: hoseok x reader and jungkook x reader

summary:

a few minutes pass as you entertain yourself on some random game on your phone before he messages again. daddy: if you even think of actually going out with a friend i’ll chop their dick off.  me: who said it would be a man?  daddy: have fun then baby don't stay out too late! 

warnings: [please read if you are sensitive] hard dom hoseok!!, needy sub reader!!, hoseok is actually sweeter this time, cheating ig?, reader gets her period, explicit sexual content: idk how i forgot this last time but DADDY KINK, thumb sucking, blowjob, throat-fucking, pictures during sex, shy awkward virgin jungkook, sexting, cum on panties, suggestive language

a.n: i'd let this hoseok ruin my fucking life. this is so fun. can you tell he's my bias >.< tbh im making up all plot on spot i wanted to explore the actual relationship first before we see anything else of jk x reader. hoseok can be sweet... he needs to fuck the reader already!!! anyways thanks for being very patient with me. see you on the next one ^.^

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“baby.” hoseok’s lips are warm against your cheek, hot breath hitting the soft skin. “i’m off to work.”

your voice is groggy, hair a mess, but it doesn’t stop you from flinging out of bed in a pout. “already? you said we could do breakfast.”

“yeah, well plans changed. i really needa finish this song i’m working on. i’ll be back before dinner. no promises though.” hoseok doesn’t hesitate to say the words, he doesn’t look back as he fixes his collar and brushes fingers through his bed hair. an apology would be nice, but it never comes. 

this is the third time this week hoseok misses breakfast, much less makes it to dinner. somehow always managing to create more work for himself and keep busy while you rot away in the dormitory. it wasn’t fair to you, though you can’t really say you didn’t sign up for this. you knew exactly what this lifestyle came with, fame and money only meant hoseok would never truly be yours as you are his and you had to simply respect that. as sad and lonely as you can be at times. 

“but daddy—” 

“not now angel, you’ll be good for me right?” and just like that you succumb to his strong, firm demeanor. he digs his thumb into the fat of your cheeks, flicking your bottom lip. hoseok licks his own, watching your mouth take his thumb. immediately he feels your warm tongue, sucking him in like a vice, mouth so pliant and fuckable. 

he takes that as a ‘yes daddy’ the way you look up at him while you suck on his thumb like the sweet girl you are. eyes heavy and lustful. 

well, if he isn’t gonna do breakfast with you as he promised, you’ll get yours right now. two can play the same game, but only one wins in the end. something tells you that you fall victim to the game anyways, it was never yours to win. 

your hands find his waistband as you look up to him with hopeful eyes. he’ll probably be late if he plays this game, but it’s too much fun to resist. plus, which man on earth is known for rejecting a blowjob. certainly not this one. 

hoseok tugs his pants down, allowing you to pull down his boxers as his cock springs to life. he takes his thumb out of your mouth and caresses your cheek carelessly, smearing your own spit all over it. the things he would do for that face, so pretty and willing. and all fucking his.

you get to work and on your knees immediately. grabbing his cock in your hands, you lick and suck the tip while hoseok throws his head back, feeling you slurp him down. he fails to resist the temptation to fuck your throat so with no warning he holds a tight grip of your hair and forces your head down. mouth hot and tight around him, wetting his cock so nicely. 

eyes springing tears already, but alas he’s not gentle. he fucks your throat and you feel him grow larger in your mouth, drooling spit all over yourself. “fuck baby, you’re perfect.”

you moan airily, struggling to breathe as he thrusts harder, throat stretching for him and him only. just like you were made for it. 

he groans, feeling that warm wet grip swallowing around him. “just like that, such a slut for it. don’t think you deserve my cum.”

you shake your head profusely, sad-eyes looking up at him while sharp eyes mirror your own. his lips tug at the end and he’s smirking watching you desperately beg for it. 

he releases his grip, spit instantly drips from your mouth, covering yourself with your own juices. it’s a mess, but you both love it for different reasons. his dick stands tall and proud, swollen and wet around the tip. 

he starts to fuck his own fist, thanks to you, he doesn’t even got to spit on it anymore. his dick is wet plenty. he watches your lustful eyes crave for it, practically foaming at the mouth for it. though you are still gasping for air, you wish he would just fuck it out of you again. you want him so so so bad. 

your hands try to reach up at him, but he slaps them away, he isn’t rough and it doesn’t really hurt, but the warning is enough for you to drop them back down. your hands start to rub against your bare thighs, iching to release your own arousal. 

“baby’s horny?” it’s like he’s teasing you, almost laughing in your face, his cock is so close to your face you can still taste it. 

you instantly nod though with hopes that he’ll help you out. 

“yeah? you need daddy’s cock inside you?” hoseok taps his cock against your cheek, pre-cum smearing onto it. it’s cruel the way he toys with his food, but what can he do when you react so beautifully to it. you’re just too easy. 

“yes. plu-please.” you whine. 

“yes what.” he barks.

“yes d-daddy. i want it so bad.” 

you hear him hum pleased, as he continues to jack himself off, he’s getting close and you know it, because his eyes start to hood and he’s breathing heavier. all the more of a reason you wish he would just shove it in you, your pussy is dripping wet for it. if only he were to see himself, he would never stop fucking you!

“stand up.” he orders.

fucking finally.

with wobbly legs you stand and he rough pulls down your shorts. a hand still heavy on his cock, gripping the fuck out of it. 

“let me see inside those pretty panties.” 

hoseok wastes no time to nut his seed all over the inside of it, covering your bare cunt with his juices and dripping all over the fabric. you both look down as his cum decorates the inside of your panties so beautifully, both panting at the sight. “stay there.” 

the taller tugs his pants back up and grabs his phone. he pulls you in for a sudden quick kiss before he takes a picture of the mess he made. “such a perfect sub.” 

with another kiss, he puts his phone away and grabs your wrists, tugging your hands off your panties. your panties sit back so prettily and wet against your pussy now. they are sticky and it feels pretty gross against your skin, but you start to forget about it when you feel hoseok’s tongue down your throat. 

he finally pulls away with one final kiss, pulling your shorts back on. “go back to bed baby.”

“but ‘m not tired.” you mumble, still horny as ever. cunt begging for cock. anything. 

“don’t pout angel. it won’t get you anywhere. i’ll be back later. behave.” and with that, hoseok leaves to work (or so he says), leaving you wet and lonely. 

to no surprise, hoseok in fact does not make it to dinner. to your surprise, he’s kind enough to leave you a sweet text message instead though. 

daddy: [attached image] miss that perfect pussy. you’re so beautiful you know that?

me: you missed dinner

daddy: that’s no way to talk to me angel  i said no promises

me: yeah well, i’ll just have dinner with a friend instead ig

daddy: who? 

me: wouldn’t you love to know.

daddy: you know i’ll find out anyways?  like you could hide anything from me

me: you’re an ass

daddy: you are what you eat

you don’t bother to reply nor entertain his not so funny jokes, but your phone buzzes again to absolutely no surprise. however the following message makes your heart fall straight out of your ass. 

daddy: i’m sorry angel.  i promise to be home for dinner tomorrow. is that better? 

the pit of your stomach burns, really it’s the bare fucking minimum, but you can’t help the way it flips into butterflies. a smile forming on your face. 

me: yes daddy

daddy: good girl the very best

a few minutes pass as you entertain yourself on some random game on your phone before he messages again.

daddy: if you even think of actually going out with a friend i’ll chop their dick off. 

me: who said it would be a man? 

daddy: have fun then baby don't stay out too late! 

hoseok’s messages make you giggle so hard. sometimes you forget this is the person you are with, the one you share every little moment with, and the one that would absolutely kill you despite your entire past with him for thinking about someone else. someone younger, bit buffer, close to them. the person they’ve always known all their life. and here you are contemplating doing it all over again. it’s scary how thrilling it all feels. a pawn in your own game and you don’t even know it. 

luckily for you and unfortunately for hoseok, there’s no dinner and especially no friend, but there is jungkook. he’s home again, earlier than everyone, as expected. 

the younger follows the same routine he has as soon as he gets home. he immediately hops into a quick shower and doesn’t come out to eat till way later. busying himself with who knows what. 

jungkook is a bit awkward, more nervous, and careful around you since the whole movie situation, the one where your tits were out by the end of it while he was driving holes into them with his eyes. 

it makes you a bit frustrated. at this point, you're begging for attention and he hardly budges, but you also understand his fear. 

“that was good noona, thanks.” jungkook picks up his plate, rushing to wash it off and lock himself back in his room. 

you hardly ever make dinner like that, but you figured it would be a great way to pass time and an excuse to get off your ass and do something that doesn’t involve rotting away in bed, lonely and horny. and all very much alone. this way, you don’t have to be alone. this way, jungkook fills the empty spot and he doesn’t even know it. 

jungkook is quick in the kitchen and you hate it. you obviously weren’t gonna let this happen, not under these circumstances, and not in this way. not after everything. “jungkookie, can you do me a favor?” 

“s-sure.” his hands are wet from the sink as he places the plate down, eyes hesitant to look up. 

“it’s just, i just got my period and my stomach hurts. a lot.” a hand caresses your tummy lightly, putting pressure where it hurts. thankful that your period arrived after this eventful/uneventful morning. 

“oh… im sorry. can i help?” he asks to be nice, not denying you a damn thing. 

“can you massage it?” you plead without shame.

“me-e?” he stutters, pointing at himself, flushing pink.

“mhm, who else silly!” 

jungkook awkwardly laughs. “yeah okay. lay down noona, i’ll try to make things better.” 

with that your back goes on the couch while you look up at him with sweet eyes. “thank you jungkookie, it feels much better when someone else is doing it.” 

“yeah, of course.” he lamely replies. 

very carefully, you slide your shirt up, revealing much more skin than intended (not really though). the mounds of your breasts sit so pretty like this and it leaves nothing to his imagination. your underboob peaks through and jungkook holds back a sharp gasp.

he refocuses on his mission, hands shaking as he brings them closer. “m gonna touch you now noona.”

though it wasn’t his intention, his suggestive usage of wording nearly makes you moan. you bite your lip to prevent it. 

“please.” you whisper calmly, desperately. 

jungkook nods and cold hands touch your tummy. they are a bit stiff at first because he doesn’t really know what he’s doing, but he starts getting a hang of it when he hears you lightly hum pleasantly. 

he explores your skin, with every noise you make filtering his ear he finds what you enjoy and don’t. he rubs feather-like circles against your soft skin, thumbing over curves and your plushy stomach. you feel so warm in his hands and that makes him feel so good, too good. and the fact that he’s never ever done this before. jungkook thinks it's possible he can cum in his pants, just by doing this alone! he’s really, really lame. 

“feels so good, jungkookie.”

“yeah…” he strains, hands heavier on your stomach, but they warm up feeling so nicely against your skin. 

“can you- lower, can you go lower?” 

his hands are barely above, around your belly button, avoiding anything further down, not sure if it is for his own sake or yours. he’s scared and it’s obvious by the lack of movement. 

jungkook avoids your eyes as his hands freeze, hands weighing down on where he was last massaging. “wan— want me lower?”

“yes.” surely he knows what you mean. “please.” 

“oh- okay.” the younger says nothing more. 

jungkook resumes his movements, his hands going much further down your stomach, just right above your waistband. he thumbs your underwear, trying very hard to hold his breath whenever his fingertips come in contact with the thin yellow fabric whilst still rubbing patterns into your lower belly. he’s hoping you don’t hear how heavy and much faster his breathing has gotten. he’s struggling for air, face beet red. not sure if it’s out of embarrassment or his own humiliation driving him nuts. 

he’s not sure what he’s doing anymore. or what has gotten into him. it’s like his dream is set right before his eyes and yet he knows he really shouldn’t be here and doing this. much less with someone like you, but for whatever reason he can’t stop. 

“f-feels better?” jungkook asks, light-airy voice. 

“much, much better.” you reply truthfully, your stomach buzzing warmly. your eyes take in every movement on his face. from his eyes to his nose, to the way his cheeks puff as he breathes. he’s beautiful. much more when you have him this close, and nothing is stopping you from what you do next. 

jungkook’s breath hitches when he feels your soft lips on his cheek. eyes nearly bulging out his sockets because he doesn’t believe his reality. this just can’t be. no one has ever shown this much interest in him. especially not someone as untouchable as you.

it lasts no longer than ten seconds, but jungkook turns into jelly within that time. you aren’t sure why you do it, but it’s the only reasonable way you could possibly come up with to show your appreciation for all he’s done. for being sweet and patient. he’s too generous for his own good. 

“thank you jungkookie, you’re so sweet.” he doesn’t even realize you’ve already pulled away and his hands are no longer feeling your heated flesh until he’s watching you walk away, hiding behind the door to your room. hoseok’s room. yours and hoseok’s room. he shouldn’t be feeling like this, but he can’t help the way his stomach twists in knots. 

jungkook is left completely speechless, confused. 

he shamefully walks back to his own room with no other word, skipping his night routine completely. fuck skincare, he can go a night without it. he’ll manage. 

that night, hoseok arrives fairly early. well at least, earlier than usual. you’re still awake when you feel his hand on your hip, feeling his lips pecking the tip of your ear. 

“you’re home?” 

“yeah, got off a bit earlier than expected. did you eat?” he asks quietly, thoughtful enough to not disturb others. hoseok’s lips still softly kissing behind your ear, practically making you melt into the bed. if you could purr, you are more than sure you’d start purring right about now. hoseok has always been very hands-on, it’s what you adore about him. always making it known how much he wants and needs you. 

“i did. have you?” you ask to be polite, though you most likely already know the answer. hoseok may be busy, but he never skips his meals. his discipline is insane. he’s busy, but not ever enough to starve himself. he cares about his mental and physical being just as much as everything else. and he plans on keeping it that way for as long as he lives. 

“yeah. they brought take-out from that one place in downtown you like.” 

that calls for your slightest attention, shifting your face from your pillow to face him, even in the dark your eyes find his. “zuki’s?”

“mhm.” hoseok steals a kiss like this, sharing a breath as he continues. “that very one.”

“lucky.” you pout, sadly with cramps still lingering around your pelvic area. 

“yeah… i brought you some.” he says so nonchalantly. 

the older laughs when he feels you shove yourself, full force onto him, hugging him with all your might. “really?!”

“yes, left it in the fridge for tomorrow.” hoseok pauses, fingers tangled in your blow dried hair and breathes in your sweet fresh scent. “unless you wanna eat a late night meal then be my guest.” 

“well, i just got my period so...” you contemplate that damn meal, almost sorta justifying your not-so-healthy options.

“then let’s go. i’ll sit with you while you eat.” your boyfriend decides for you instead, tugging you up very gently without another word. 

there’s was nothing more to say or decide, hoseok watched as you ate the meal very pleasantly, humming here and there, devouring it all in minutes. you were a very happy, happy girl. and hoseok was a happy man watching you eat so easily. he’d do it all over again if it meant he could see that perfect smile all the time. 

and like that, you forget all about today and what made you upset. you are so stupid to think he could ever not love you and care for you. who else than him. even if you have heavily committed your mistakes, so has he, but he loves you, and nothing else matters. 

but then again, in another room, jungkook is tearing himself up for it. even though, he’s not really at fault. is he? it sure feels like it is anyways. 

at least, it felt that way after beating his cock raw and swollen. flashbacks from earlier crowding his virgin-mind. he’s so so fucked, it’s laughable. pathetic really.

jungkook tries so hard to ignore it and at first he succeeds, but then he hears a bubble of laughter coming from the room beside him and he knows he’s been beaten once again. 

“i love you.” 

“i love you too baby.” 

that’s the last thing jungkook hears before he falls into a deep sleep, eventually succumbing to his exhaustion and overthinking mess. the crowding anxious thoughts die for the first time that night.

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[kalki-tarot]

Guidance from the universe you need right now. 🪷

Timeless pick a pile reading. ✨️

Disclaimer : tarot is not 100% accurate. This reading is just of entertainment purposes. I'm not responsible for any decision(s) you make on behalf of my readings. Your life is in your own hands. Tarot is just a tool for guidance and doesn't replace medical or professional treatment. It's not set in stone, you are the creator of your own destiny.

Reading will be specific so take what resonates and leave the rest ✨️

Pile 1

If you are feeling stuck or stagnant, go meet your friends. Get out of your house and try to have new experiences.

Your life would be in this unstable and juggling energy until you make a strong decision. Leave behind your indecisiveness and be practical.

Let go of control, be like a river, flowing freely and accepting whatever comes it's way, good or bad. This is how life works. You fears are self imposed. They don't exist in reality, break the wall you surround yourself with.

Don't worry about losing anything. You're going to be blessed with abundance and clarity soon. You're delaying and blocking your own happiness by doing so.

Divine wants to play their role in your life. Let divine intervention take place, be receptive emotionally. That ultimate wish of yours will get fulfilled. You're gonna meet someone new. You'll have an emotional connection with them, most probably a romantic connection.

For some of you, your divine union is about to take place. You'll meet your divine counterpart. Cycles have ended. Libra sign may be significant. This union will bring balance into your life. Everything will feel at their right place. Trust divine timing. Your life will be just like you've imagined.

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Pile 2

Someone in your friend group or workplace is probably lying to you. Beware of them and don't believe their lies, don't get manipulated by them.

Many new opportunities are coming your way, overseas travel and new job opportunities may be significant.

Universe is telling you that your hardwork will pay off. You'll reap the fruits of your hard work soon.

A female can mess up your love relationship. This female can be a clingy water sign who needs constant reassurance from people. You need not focus on her. Just focus on your relationship and don't let her get into this. They can appear sweet and caring from outside but they are heartbroken and wants to ruin things.

If you're looking for a job, or if you're facing unstablity in career then things will start to get into proper alignment. Just do your work without thinking of the results.

Things are about to change! You are expanding yourself through study, business enterprise or travel. The energy is that You are becoming more aware of the opportunities that surround you. So grab them on time! It's a great chance for you.

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Pile 3

It'll end. The situation that you're going through will end. It's over, you've had enough. Now peace and prosperity will come into your life. All the things you've given to others will come back to you. Your inner conflict will come to peace. Things are calming down for you. Some of you may get anxious thinking about these things. But trust me, now things are changing.

If someone robbed you or took away your money, karma is working in your favour. They'll get punished for what they did.

I see a traditional couple here. Some of you could be married or into a relationship. If yes, then I see a negative energy affecting your relationship. Can be a third party, addiction or toxic personality etc. That will affect this.

The message is clear, if things get out of hands, move forward. That is human nature, to change. Those who stay stuck eventually experience the consequences of not adapting. You have a lot of new options in love. Look around.

There can be a masculine energy near you who wants things to turn out great romantically with you. They can be an influential and strong individual. They can be from your childhood or a place from childhood.

Don't forget your power. You are really powerful and self sufficient. You can earn bread and money for yourself. You are highly intuitive and wise. Use your gifts, pile 3. You are blessed from the universe. You can be an empath or someone who reads other's emotions perfectly. You are a star. Don't forget that!

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[judesmoonbeauty]

Crown's S-Rank Mission Story Event: Jude Jazza's 95k Bonus Story

This is a fan translation only. Not 100% accurate. Please expect grammatical errors. Cybird owns everything. Re-blogs are appreciated, but please do not post my translations elsewhere. Translator Notes are marked with*** Dividers: @/natimiles

Victor: Now....this mission is to infiltrate the mansion of a trader who is conducting illegal human trafficking.

Victor: I want you to go to his mansion and find hard evidence of his involvement in human trafficking.

Victor spreads a detailed document on his desk. On it was a picture of a man who appeared to be the target.

Ellis: Oh, this guy…….

Kate: Do you know him?

Ellis: He's the one who's been clashing with Jude lately saying, "I'm a better merchant".

Jude: ….Ah. That guy, I remember him.

Ellis: If I recall correctly, last month he said, "The subordinates I have with me are stronger."

Kate: So, what happened?

Jude: Ellis sank his opponent in seconds.

(Ellis, as expected……)

Jude: It doesn't seem like much of a mission, but do we hafta take this one along too?

Jude points at me with his chin and asks Victor.

Victor: The mansion is large. Wouldn't it be easier to search if you had someone to help you?

Victor: Or is there a reason why you can't take Kate with you?

Jude: ….. I don't mind. Even if I tell ya not to come, you'll come, so at the very least, don't slow me down.

Kate: ….Understood.

It seems that the target merchant's mansion has a lot of servants coming and going.

I went undercover as a maid and Ellis as a gardener, and so we each searched for documents.

(Okay, I was able to sneak in as a maid safely……)

(Jude arranged to buy us some time by talking business with the target, so let's find the documents while we can.)

Housemaid: The new arrival, Kate..... was it? Can you go clean the master's room now that we're done here?

Kate: Yes! I’m coming!

I searched the room for a while, looking for anything suspicious, but could not find the documents.

(I don't think it's in this room...I think it's time to search another place.)

Merchant: Hmm? You must be the new maid.

Just as I was about to leave the room, the merchant came in.

Kate: Ah, yes! I just finished cleaning!

(Why are you here?! Jude should be stalling you for time!)

Merchant: I see. Then, you can take a break here.

Kate:…..Yes?

Merchant: I was just thinking of playing with a girl like you.

The man's hand reached out and forcefully grabbed my shoulder.

Kate: Oh, no, you can't be serious…….

Merchant: Did you refuse too? 

Seriously, most of the servants these days are so cowardly that they yell at you, and quit only after messing with them a little bit.

(That's the reason why there are so many servants coming and going……?!)

Merchant: If you had some money, you'd keep quiet too. Here, I'll give you this.

The man takes out a bill, shoves it into my apron pocket, and leans in close.

Kate: Stop….

(I'm scared! But if I make a fuss here, I'll ruin the mission…..!)

(Somehow, I have to get through this peacefully……)

Frustrated, I try to think of a way out, but nothing comes to mind.

At that moment, the door to the room suddenly opened.

Jude: You're so lively for the middle of the day.

Merchant: Hey…….Jude Jazza! How did you get here?

Jude: I offered ya a business meeting, but ya didn't show up at the table, so I came to pick ya up. Cry with joy.

Jude: Time is money. If you're a merchant, ya understand, right? The price for makin' me wait is high.

Merchant: That was just a slight to humiliate you! Don't come into my room without permission! Get out!

Jude: I’ll leave once I’ve collected the things I’ve forgotten. Let’s go, ya dullard princess. 

Jude brushed off the merchant's hand on my shoulder, and pulled my hand forcefully.

Kate: Jude, the documents……

Jude: Ellis found them in the barn.

Kate: Good…..!

Merchant: Wait, what do you mean "documents"?

Jude: Black documents provin' that ya were involved in human traffickin'. My condolences.

Merchant: You guys were in on it!? It's cowardly to use a bait and switch honey trap to attract my attention in order to get that.***

(……I don't remember doing that.)

Merchant: Shit, if that happens, you'll be along for the ride too! Jude Jazza!! 

The merchant went to the window and pulled the cord that was hanging down.

Immediately, the sound of a loud bell rang out in the mansion.

Kate: What did you do…..?!

Jude: Shit, that burnin' smell...

Merchant: Ha-ha-ha! This is a fire generator.…..The entire mansion is on fire!

Merchant: I was prepared to erase evidence left in the mansion in case of an emergency.

Merchant: I'd rather die here with you than get caught anyway!

Kate: Oh my god…..!

Merchant: Come to think of it, I didn't like you from the first time I met you. Jude!

Merchant: The business partner I had my eye on for money already had you— ugh!

The merchant man was about to say something, but was knocked out by Jude's uppercut…..

Jude: I don't give a shit what he thinks or how he got into crime. Run away.

Kate: It's no good here either. We can't get through with the flames.

Jude: Then, we'll hafta go out the window.

Jude opens the hallway window and looks out.

Kate: Window……we’re on the 4th floor!

Jude: If we follow the rain pipe, we can get down. If we fall, the trees below will cushion the impact.

Kate: ……

The pipe that’s visible through the window is deteriorated, and doesn’t appear durable enough to support two people.

Kate: Jude, please go out here. I’ll look for another exit.

Jude: Another exit? Ya know somethin'?

Kate: I can't…… be sure! So, Jude, please go out here!

Kate: You won’t break the rain drain by yourself Jude.

Even as we were conversing, the flames seemed to be growing stronger, and a loud explosion could be heard somewhere.

Jude: Spit it out quickly before we burn to a crisp…….

The flames were so intense that I knew there was no time for arguments.

Kate: ….. When I was researching this mansion in advance.

Kate: I noticed that there was an unnatural protruding space underground.

Kate: I thought there might be something in the direction of the protrusion, so I followed it…..

Kate: I noticed that there was a detached outbuilding a little further away from the mansion.

Jude: Detached….Oh, that.

Jude looks at the building outside the window.

Kate: Yes. The couple who used to own the mansion had a child.

Kate: But the child was born with fair skin and was sensitive to the sun, and apparently lived in an outbuilding with few windows!

Kate: Maybe there is a hidden underground passage between the outbuilding and the mansion!

Jude: Really.

Jude turns on his heel and heads toward the stairs.

Kate: What, are you going to look for it?! But there's no proof, right?

Jude: In that case, ya should just run down the rain pipe. I'm goin'.

Then Jude and I ran through the burning mansion and managed to reach the basement.

Kate: The unnatural space was in this room.

Jude: ……..

Jude starts banging on the wall with a serious look on his face.

Jude: The walls are thin here. There's a space over there.

Kate: I knew it ......! I'll look for a hammer or something!

Jude: No need.

When Jude throws a roundhouse kick, the basement wall is blown away. And beyond that, there was an underground passage.

(It's amazing how you can break through a wall with a kick…..)

Jude:……It's somethin' you often find in aristocratic mansions. They’ll dig underground and make somethin' like this.

Jude looked astonished as he lit a cigarette with a practiced motion.

Without putting the cigarette in his mouth, he held it out toward the underground passage.

Then, the cigarette smoke trailed into the passage from the back of the hallway.

Jude: …..Thankfully, there's some air. Looks like there's an exit on the other side.

Kate: Let’s go! 

As the two of us proceed through the dimly lit underground passage……

As I stared, the passageway led to the annex.

Kate: Good! We made it out!

We exit the villa and take a breath. Looking toward the mansion, I was horrified to see flames rising so high.

(If we hadn't found the underground passage, we might have died….)

Kate: Oh……I’m sorry.

Jude: ….. I don't know what you're apologizin' for.

Kate: Even though the documents had already been found and the mission had been completed, you still came to the room to look for me, Jude.

Jude: .....That merchant was a womanizer. I had a feelin’ he'd catch ya easily. 

Kate: Perhaps that's why you hesitated to let me accompany you on your first mission?

Jude: Because it would slow us down.

Kate: …….. Plus, we had to flee the fire...... I'm sorry.

Jude: Haha, you’re sorry, you’re sorry, bowin' your head.

Jude: It's true that you were involved in a fire because of your lack of sense.

Jude: But, I guess it was a credit to ya for findin' the underground passage?

I thought I saw Jude faintly smile and my eyes were drawn to him.

(It's not every day that I get a smile like this.)

(I feel like Jude’s acknowledged me....... I'm so happy!)

Jude: Let’s go home, princess.

Kate: Yes! ……ssk.

Kate: ….Jude, could you please go home first?

Jude: Huh?

Kate: I was so busy that I didn't notice it before, but I think I sprained my leg.

Jude: You're so stupidly clumsy, ya know that? Damn, you're a handful, princess.

With a troublesome expression on his face, Jude approached me and squatted on the spot.

Kate: Um….?

Jude: Get on 'fore I change my mind.

Kate: Are you sure?

Jude: The mission won't be completed without your report. It'll be a nuisance if ya don’t come home early.

Kate: Oh, thank you very much....

When I gently climbed onto his back, Jude stood up strong.

Then, he began to walk carefully, without any danger.

Jude's warmth made me so happy, I couldn't help but laugh, and Jude heard it.

Jude: What are you laughing at? I'll drop ya.

Kate: No, please don't!

I hurriedly clung to Jude to avoid being dropped.

Jude: You’re heavy. Should I just throw ya into the river?

Kate: I won't let you go Jude, so then I'll take you with me Jude. 

Jude: After being attacked by fire, now it’s a water attack. It’s all because of you. 

Despite his grumbling and complaining, Jude carried me securely on his back so he didn’t drop me.

(It was a difficult mission, but I'm glad I did my best.)

Even though I'm being swayed back and forth between coldness and kindness, I can't take my eyes off Jude.

(I want Jude to recognize me more... so I'll keep trying from now on.)

*** I wracked my brain on this line.つつもたせ 美人局 means: a scheme in which a man and woman trick another man into a compromising situation for blackmail; badger game. It can also infer that said man & woman are in a romantic relationship when they carry out this scheme. So, I did what I could to try and convey that thought.

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#Ikemen villains #ikevil #ikevil translations #cybird translations #ikevil spoilers #ikevil jude #jude jazza #ikevil jude jazza #ikemen jude #ikemen jude jazza #ikevil jude translations

[cherryskyies]

What your favorite slasher says about you — part two

includes: og michael myers, bo sinclair, vincent sinclair

this is just the start of my slasher writing. so far, they are winning on the poll, so what better way to start than to finish old pieces?

please bare w me, my writing is a smidge rusty ok 😔

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Og Michael Myers

I can't explain it well, but he is the equivalent of that inner cold feeling when you were at your lowest. You can still remember it in memories and it's a comfort you can't let go. It's giving major attachment issues, even to things that ruined you. Letting go of your past is like letting go of yourself — you can't do it.

You weren't listened to growing up either, and maybe even now you still aren't. Advice was given, especially when you didn't want it. You're desperate to have someone just listen.

Alone time is a must in your life, you can't have someone all up in your business 24/7. 

Probably a water sign with an air moon. Or a Taurus who never had stability.

Rough sex is a must. I mean, it's Michael. Rough is the only way you'll get it and you like it like that. Also, it's giving blood & knife play vibes.

Very independent. You'd rather die than have to depend on another person for necessities. 

Bo Sinclair

It's giving possible substance abuse or alcoholism. I mean, you only drink Monday-Sunday?? What's the harm in that?

You crave possession in a relationship. Maybe you never felt special, so it's a must to have a partner willing to kill for you and show you off.

Bondage is definitely an interest of yours. You might be into forced submission and definitely into being covered in marks. 

It's also giving daddy issues. Something about an older man calling you baby and sweetheart sends you into overdrive. You want him to provide and you want him to make most of the decisions while you sit pretty.

You've never experienced a stable relationship either, especially with men, so you don't care that he'd be toxic. You only care that he's there and not likely to leave. 

Probably an earth sign or neglected fire sign.

Vincent Sinclair

Either an only child or the ignored one — maybe both.

Body worship is a must. Nothing more attractive than a man that makes you feel special, loved, and seen.

You don't care about money or expensive dates and trips. You'd be happy with a picnic and spending alone time together, because to you it means more than anything money could buy. 

Definitely insecure yourself, so you're drawn to those with obvious flaws; not that you think he's flawed, but it gives a deeper understanding.

Actions mean more than words. You've likely been let down by those who have said they would do something, but never did. 

Soft, meaningful sex is your style. If you can't feel an emotional connection or you don't feel loved during, then you aren't happy and begin to feel insecure in the relationship. 

You enjoy peace and tranquility. Maybe you're an artist or it simply fascinates you due to the complexity and millions of meanings. Do you stay up and think about the past and it's art, wondering what was going through their minds and what they had witnessed to create it?

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[asuyaka]

Omg I loved ur dazai x male reader whose rich, could I request something similar but it's Ranp instead? Please ignore this if your requests aren't open or smth 😊😅

★ - 's okay !! 'm reqs are open s' you can req as much as you want!! :3

☆ - Edogawa Ranpo x GN! Reader — can be read as Male reader!!

You were busy working, making small talk with Atsushi from time to time if you were confused about something or you got tired of looking at a white screen and black letters for hours on end.

In truth, you were waiting for the small, very tiny present you got Ranpo for his birthday to arrive. You already did everything in the morning, wake him up with breakfast in bed— pancakes with chocolate chips and a shit ton of syrup— buy him every single thing he wanted at a candy store and take him on a small date to get mochi from a hand-made small business you enjoyed going to as a kid.

Ranpo is busy doing what he always does. Lazying around and eating candy. Though, Kunikida doesn't bother him because Ranpo has 'birthday privileges', whatever that means.

You glance at the time. It should've arrived an hour ago, but you didn't get a notification. Sighing dejectedly, you save the file you were working on and grab your coat.

"Heyyy! Are you going somewhere?" Ranpo yells from his seat. If the overflowing trash can full of snack wrappers says anything, it's that he's run out of food. Already.

"You only think of me as snack supply, don't you?" You roll your eyes in feigning annoyance, letting your boyfriend koala hug your back as you have goodbye to the remaining ADA members.

"Where are we going?" Ranpo asks, adjusting his position so his cheek is pressing against yours, his arms stretched out so his elbows are pressed against your shoulder.

You wave goodbye to Naomi, the soft breeze hitting your skin relaxes you in a way. "You followed me without knowing where I was going?"

Ranpo huffs. "Yeah! I'm not gonna spend my time in that boring office! The director is busy today so I can't annoy him."

Your phone buzzes and you look down at the notification. It's Atsushi, with a picture of a stuffed animal almost twice his size. You groan. Of course it arrived when you left— of course it did.

"Somethin' wrong?" Ranpo asks as he shifts up, pulling your body along with him.

"No, everything is great." You mutter as you stuff your phone back in your pocket.

"Don't you use super deduction on me either." You add, causing Ranpo to groan. "I wanna know what made you so mad! C'monnnn!!! Please?"

"No, Ranpo. It'll ruin it." You walk into the local convenience store and grab a trolley. Sure, you get weird stares but you're used to that. It isn't the regular convenience store you go to, the people who work there are used to you and Ranpo's antics but these people aren't. You two are less than bothered as Ranpo gets three of every snack in the entire store.

The total is pricey, 11,373 yen but it barely makes a dent in your bank account.

Ranpo peppers your cheek with kisses, occasionally asking you if you wanted some to eat. You politely declined. It was his birthday after all, and you wanted him to have anything he wanted.

He always said it was perks of having a rich partner, but you didn't mind. You know he loved you for you, not just your money.

Walking back to the ADA with bags upon bags of snacks in your hands, you hope the snacks are enough to keep Ranpo busy. With a soft smile, you walk past Naomi, ride the elevator up to the offices, and open the door.

"I don't wanna—" Ranpo stops himself when he sees the massive, fucking gigantic stuffed bear that replaces his chair. He jumps off your back, stuffing the last Oreo in his mouth as he examines it.

It's twice his size with a note on the side of it.

Dazai, who's beside you, whines dramatically about when he's going to get a partner who buys weird sappy shit like what you do for Ranpo.

"I love you sososososo much!!" Ranpo runs up and hugs you causing you to stumble a bit. He peppers your cheek with kisses and goes on and on about how he's going to tell his dad—he means the director, he always does when he mentions his father— and how he's going to marry you.

"Ewww, I hate happy couples." Dazai gags and Kunikida makes a fuss about you using Ranpo's birthday privilages to escape work.

You press a kiss on Ranpo's lips, putting his snacks by his stuffed toy with a warm smile.

You truly do love him, great infamous detective or not.

#writin' shit. #ANSWERED LETTERS — ​005 #bsd x gn reader #bsd x male reader #edogawa ranpo #ranpo x reader #ranpo x gn reader #ranpo x you #ranpo x male reader #bsd fluff #gn reader #x gn reader #x male reader #male reader #005 #★: forgotten-blues ! #bsd #bungou stray dogs

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simshaderoom Guess Dizzy was serious about getting his simoleons from Bailey Kay. Sources tell us that he officially filed a lawsuit against the Queen for skipping out on their Ciroc deal. He also included BK’s label since they refused to promote their songs together. No word yet on the amount Dizzy is asking for. Must be big since everyone in The Blueprint section of the Entertainment Honors Afterparty looked over it! Dizzy was not in the building (yet again) but still managed to ruin the night. Looks like this feud is not ending anytime soon. Who y'all riding with?

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dizzydes At least the ONE pic you used of me was good smh. This is just business. I gave them plenty of chances to squash our little beef, but they chose not to. I promise I don’t mean any harm. I just know a caged bird when I see one. It’s clear that beautiful butterfly wants to be free and I can be the one to help her.

skyeisthelimit Gross. Give it up Dezzperate! BK doesn’t need your help. She needs you to leave her alone. Damn! 😒 #Vybez #BFlyHive 🦋

rubberbandshan Open and Shut. Will be wrapped up by end of the next business day. BK will give Dizzgusting his little coins and move on.

kingb Yeah... this is not making it to court. He definitely won't get the spectacle that he is looking for. Bye Dezzpicable! We are tired. Just like you.

rubberbandshan I have to admit I don't like the energy in these photos. BK was just slaying in the couple pics earlier in the night and then womp. Ugh. I don't like this at all.

bkstan I agree rubberbandshan. BK is looking a little off. It's giving strong edible just kicked in tho. I think she's fine.

anon I meannn Dizzy deserves his money. BK didn't fulfill her obligations. More importantly. Why do you all once again have photos and not video/audio?! Looks like an argument to me!! 👀

bflyhive I'm sure it's nothing to the Queen. She is not even focused on Dizzy. She has a show to do baby! #ButterflySprings #HouseOfButterfly 🦋

c.spiracy The difference in pics is giving we had to switch clones in the middle of the party for sure. I don't think there's anything to worry about. Just a little malfunction. It's perfectly normal.

notthesameanon My aunt’s best friend’s mailman’s wife’s niece worked the event and said no one was allowed anywhere near their section and it was super loud in there so you couldn’t hear anything. She did say it looked like a heated discussion and BK left early and visibly upset. Trying to get more info...

rubberbandshan Yes please. Let’s focus on that. An unhappy Queen goes back into hiding and we just got her back outside. Can’t have that!!!

c.spiracy You thought I forgot to count the jewels in her necklace didn't you? Nope! 😉 The message is loud and clear BK.

#i know dizzy is going to try to drag this out #but WE want this wrapped up in 24-48 hours #we have more pressing matters to get to #good day #googling negative adjectives that start with d is my new fave hobby 😅 #bklgen2 #bklegacy #bailey kay #quinton #khalil russell #dizzy des #simshaderoom #rubberbandshan

[xqueen-of-disasterx]

Key Words

MobBoss!Natasha x Fem!Reader

Warnings: smut, dub con, daddy kink, dom!Nat, implied age gap, dumbification, orgasm denial

!Disclaimer English is not my first language so please excuse any grammar or spelling errors!

Word count: 1.2k

Authors note: Part 2 of Yes miss Romanoff coming soon I promise ;)

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The Room I was held captive in was cold and wet, you could hear water dripping down somewhere in it. My vision was completely blacked out due to the blindfold that was placed over my eyes. I couldn't scream the piece of fabric in my mouth was preventing me from doing it. My arms started to hurt by how long they've been tied behind my back. Even my legs were bound to the legs of the chair. Leaving me completely spread open, at my kidnapper’s mercy. I knew I was here because of my father he had a lot of enemies. Maybe I was held here to get money for him, at least that's what I hoped for.

The painful quietness was interrupted by a door swinging open followed by loud footsteps and a few comments in Russian. I wanted to scream and cry I was just that scared. The men around me were suddenly quiet all by a feminine voice. "Silence, I want to talk to our little guest here" I could hear her grin in her voice. She stepped closer to me lifting my blind fold her piercing green eyes gazing coldly in my watery ones. She revealed herself to me letting me see her beauty. She looked older, not old but older maybe 40 but no day older. I was mesmerised by her beauty. She gently caressed my cheek whipping the single tear that from my eye.

"Hey hey, look at me I'm Natasha don't be afraid Мой маленький зайчик" I wanted to believe her I truly did however when I saw all the torture devices around the room my last hope faded to get out of there alive. "Now let's get to business shall we" She walked behind me placing her warm hands on my cold shoulders sending shivers down my spine. "You have something I want, зайчик" she whispered in my ear "That being the location of the hard drive" She takes the piece of fabric out my mouth.

"I- I don't know what you m-mean" I said between sobs. Her hands tightened around my shoulders make me hiss in pain. "Don't play dumb now принцесса. I know that you hid it" She signalled her men to leave to room leaving us completely alone. "Normally I would have beat up and tortured by now" She signed stroking trough her red hair "But you are way too cute for me to hurt so I've come up with an better solution" she came closer to me again purposely swinging her hips "I'll give you some much pleasure that you will do anything for your daddy" she whispered in my ear making me release a strangled groan "The best part you would probably even enjoy it, slut" She forcefully kissed me while holding my head in place.

She bit my lip hard enough to draw blood making me hiss before liking over the wound growing at the taste. Natasha’s kisses trail down my neck biting and sucking dark purple marks on my abused skin. I tried to keep it together I really did but it was just too pleasurable. I try to not give her the satisfaction of hearing my moans but when she groped my breaths with her strong hands, I couldn't help it. I licked over my sweet skin tasting me before ripping my blouse followed by her cutting my bra off making it fall the ground.

"You are such a beautiful angle" she said while looking at my exposed boobs and harden nipples. "To bad I'll have to ruin you" her words make me let out a whorish moan. She smirked seemingly satisfied with my answer before kissing my chest. Taking one nibble in her mouth while playing with the other. I thew by head back my body arching in her touch I swear I could cum from this alone. "Daddy please" if I would be honest, I didn't know what I was begging for. She chuckled before biting down on my nibble "You like this right?" I didn't answer being distracted by crying out in a mix of pain and pleasure earning me a slap from her "Answer me you slut or are you too stupid to do that too?"

"I like it daddy please I need you" I cry out in neediness my brain foggy from the pleasure I was gifted for her. "Already so dumb for her daddy nothing but Daddy's little fucktoy right?" I nodded hysterically she seemed pleased with my answer moving to the next nibble. I could already feel how my slick was puddling under me. This was worse than normal torture I was so frustrated by her I didn't know what to do but moan like a bitch in heat. She finally trailed her kisses down my body slicing my skirt and panties from my body, but I didn't care I just wanted my long-awaited pleasure.

She gently almost loving kissed my pubic bone before Natasha untied my legs before grabbing a small device from the table next to her placing it on my clit before I could register what happened she forcefully closed my legs quickly tying my legs together. Slowly I started to register what happened, she pulled out her phone and the device came to live. That Bitch using a bullet vibrator I thought whimpering as the pleasure increased. "Do you like my little helper зайчик“ She smirked sitting down in front of me. I shook my head making her let out a laugh. I was close to cuming already she could clearly see it. Natasha saw that too by the way my thighs twitched. She quickly turned the vibrator down ruining my orgasm. "Only obedient girl get to cum зайчик. So do you want to tell me something or are you too dumbed down?" I couldn't betray my family that easily, so I shook my head.

"It's been an hour" she announced looking at me without mercy "I wouldn't have thought you would manage to be so stubborn" I looked at her with a pleading look as tears rolled down my cheeks. "Don't look at me you know what you have to do to cum" She had ruined me, yet another orgasm and I couldn't take it any longer "2247 Hoffman Avenue" I say between sobs "please let me cum" She turned the vibrator up again letting me realise shortly after. She had settled between my legs again cutting the rope and taking away the torture device. I took deep breaths trying to regain my mind, but everything was so foggy there was only her, Natasha nothing else.

Just as I thought everything was over, she dived in my pussy again taking bold licks over my pussy. Eating like it's her last meal. She kisses my abused clit before gently biting down making me scream out in pleasure. It only took a few months before I came again with a moan of her name. She fully freed me, helping me stand upright. I could only stand with her strong arms around me "You are mine now do you understand Y/N?" She whispered in my ear before placing her drench coat around me hiding my lack of clothing from the world "I understand Natty."

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#natasha romanoff x you #natasha x reader #black widow x reader #natasha romanoff smut #natasha x you #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff imagine #black widow x female reader

[kxmikomrade]

🍁˖࿐ Artist! S/O - Isagi, Bachira, Reo, Sae

╰┈➤Hcs of them with an Artistic S/O!! Genre: Fluff and crack Gn!reader or Any gender Warnings: Swearing, Not proof read bcs im lazy, idk wat else but lmk if theres anything else Waiter's Note: OH LOOK WHO FINALLY PULLED THIS OUTTA THEIR DRAFTS AFTER A WHOLE ASS 5 MONTHS LMAOO I HOPE U GUYS ENJOY <33 Reqs Open as usual!! Masterlists

Now Playing: An Art Gallery Could Never Be As Unique As You

Very VERY VERYYYY fascinated on what you do, he thinks it's really cool

He canonly likes art too so let him join in!!

Draw him in any way like even a small doodle and he WILL COMBUST

He decorated his wall infront of his desk with your drawings and doodles, other things like custom keychains, origami, glass paintings are on his desk so he can see it everyday when he wakes up 🥹🥹

Study dates with you two often end up in drawing-cuddling sessions

Starting with studying so you can both pass your exams to you two beside eachother, legs tangled under the kotatsu table while you both lay on your stomachs, drawing whatever you felt like drawing 🫶

Let's just hope that you both pass your exams 😭😭

When you have art block or you feel stressed, he offers to take you out to a walk (yk he loves those esp with you)

It may seem kinda annoying at first but trust me, it does WONDERS

YOUR WORKS ARE DISPLAYED THROUGHOUT THE ISAGI HOUSEHOLD ✨

His parents like your creations too but they ALWAYS remind you whenever you come over that it's okay to take breaks and do other things 🥹💖

He's not rich by all means, but he's willing to spend his money to get you supplies u want

When he got the letter for blue lock, you both agreed to meet at a park at night and you talked things through, promising to work hard and improve while you both are separated

Whenever the topic of art or s/o comes in, he just ends up talking everyones ear off in blue lock and the question was just from a truth or dare game😭

Whether or not you got recognized for your art and got more commissions/promotions or quit art to start something new that interests you, he's supportive just as you are for him 🫶

HE LOVES ART, AND YOUR AN ARTIST?? MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN

Introduces you to his mom <33 you both share tips and tricks and now she's like your teacher ITS SO CUTE

But Meguru gets pretty pouty if you just sit there beside his mom talking about art related things all day 😭

If you let him lay down on your lap and give him occasional kisses then he'll be able to sit still for a while longer

You gave him a bee-themed soccer ball you painted once and he ALWAYS has it on his bed so he can fall asleep hugging it 🥹

He doesn't play with it tho, atleast not outdoors bcs he doesn't wanna ruin it 😭💖

Painting with him and his mom if she isn't busy!!

He always plays around and puts paint on your face, his mom scolds him for it LMAOO

Don't take him to art museums pls 😭😭 HAVE YOU SEEN HOW HE WAS IN THE LIGHT NOVEL?? you both would get in trouble just because he was bored 💀

BRAGS TO EVERYONE AND ANYONE IN BLUE LOCK ABOUT YOU THAT THEY LITERALLY KNOW YOU AND EVERY SINGLE ART PIECE YOU HAVE DONE BEFORE EVEN MEETING YOU OR SEEING THEM 💀💀😭

Has tried to eat paint before 🧍‍♂️Much worse if you paint food then bro might try it again 💀💀💀

You sit on a bench nearby and draw while he practices, it's relaxing, just watch out for the ball 😭💀

Oh boy

Id say for a FACT that you were broke until you started dating him unless you have really cheap materials or you're just really good at saving

Yk how art materials and art school is so ridiculously expensive?? Well, your LOVELY boyfriend here has it all covered

Mans literally already bought a whole art shop 💀

Its not like it's anything new *looks at art big art studio*

PLEASE get a frying pan and smack some sense into this man's head bcs he was just about to buy his way into getting your art showcased in an art gallery/convention

He might, MIGHT stop if you use his own words against him. Like the whole 'i want to carve my own future' thing

Lets be fr, he won't stop, the most he could do is stop bribing his way to get your art showcased

Bby supports you alot tho :((

He just admires how much effort you're able to put in each work

When art block kicks in, he'll take you to go to expensive art galleries or to wherever the Mona Lisa is currently being showcased at

Just drag him out and tell him u wanna learn soccer 😭 it's honestly more fun than roaming around an art gallery

Paint him with his parents and they'll already start planning your marriage 💀😭

Bro when collage comes along, then your tuition fees and apartment bills are already paid like??? I wonder how 🤔

PLS DRAW HIM AND SHOW HIM THAT THERE ARE OTHER WAYS TO EXPRESS LOVE OTHER THAN MONEY SPENDING BCS HE'LL ACTUALLY UNDERSTAND WITH ALL THE TIME, EFFORT AND SKILL YOU PUT IN

He DEFINITELY frames all the drawings/paintings you give him. No buts

Let's be fr, he probably has a room in his house filled with your creations 🧍‍♂️

I'm pretty sure that blue lock allows anything to be brought unless it's a phone or something (because they'll have to earn it back) so Reo brought this photo album/journal decorated by you and/or your drawings

AND YK THOSE MINI PRINTERS??? HE BROUGHT ONE TOO SO WHENEVER YOU SEND A NEW ARTWORK, HE PRINTS IT 😭😭

Talks Nagi's ear off every time 💀

Supportive bank in general 👍 jkjk pls don't use him just for money or I will come for your eyeballs 🤗

Sae is pretty chill compared to his hardcore emo brother like did you see that one panel where he wanted to go home in the middle of a game while applying lotion???

He doesn't seem like the type to check social media often too so I hc that he draws after practices when he gets home to cool down for the night yk

I can definitely see him drawing his favorite characters from Chibi Maruko-chan whenever he feels stressed or has a bad day because of his stupid teammates who play like headless chickens 🙄(his words not mine)

So like when YOU came in, it's like he's surrounded by comfort when you two draw in silence while listening to your shared playlist 🌼

drawing fanarts for him that you wanna show off to everyone since he's beautiful and he's even more beautiful in your artstyle <33

he doesnt know about it tho because thats too embarrassing

rin follows you on that account with his private acc LMAOOOOOO

LISTEN. IMAGINE DRAWING HIM WITH HIS YEE YEE LOOKIN ASS BANGS AND TEASING HIM ABOUT IT HAHAHSHAHA

you secretly sent one to Rin for funsies once and he sent you a pic of Sae when he was young back, now you both have this sketchy deal thing going on that Sae doesnt know SHIT about

dw tho, both your mouths are sealed because now you got Rin to approve of you

If you live with him abroad, then your apartment/house is FILLED with notes/drawings/sketches/paintings/origamis, etc. im not exaggerating at ALL.

Imagine those cute and decorated fridges but make it the ENTIRE house

You both just slap some sticky note on walls, tables, chairs, cabinets, shelves, counters and draw on it,and neither of you clean them up, you just leave it there 😭😭

it comes off when it comes off ig 🤷

If you dont live with him abroad, then you guys have a minecraft server you both share thats literally FILLED with builds. Somehow, Sae's RIDICULOUSLY fast at learning these things and now hes an architect 🧍‍♂️

Also those cooperative drawing websites/games?? yeah, you both have them OFTEN, like, every night other than when hes like SUPER tired

just stick to screenshoting him and drawing on his face

He buys you anything you need/want too and theres basically no stopping him 🤷🤷

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[pinkydevil16]

Sunshine Aemond Targaryen x Targaryen reader; part 5

"Whose my handsome baby." Y/n smiled as she scratched at Cannibal's chin, him huffing at her calling him a baby.

"You love it don't be so rude." She giggled at him, Cannibal closing his eyes resting his head gently down tilting as to indicate he wanted to be scratched more. No one could understand how the great beast let her claim him, he had slaughtered so many who tried in his long lifespan as well as killing and eating many dragons. And yet everyone watched far away as the princess of only 13 laid against the dragon, scratching the underside of his chin and speaking to him as though he were a house cat. She spent most her days with her dragon now Aemond was preoccupied with his duties, she had learnt her septa would not follow her down to the dragon pit so as long as she stayed there, she could do as she pleased. 

Aemond was learning everything he could to be the best suit for the throne, his brother too busy drowning himself in wine and whores. His older sister pushing out heirs two years after their marriage although everyone knew Aegon only visited when he was drunk and lonely. He sighed as he laid in bed, his mother had scolded him for always sleeping in Y/n's room, it was inappropriate for a young lady and could ruin her for marriage prospects. He did not care for the idea of her being married to some disgusting lord who would pump her full of children and demand more land in return for them. He despised how everyone watched his sister as she grew to be a young woman, she was his twin, they were made for each other not to be shared with those who did not appreciate her. As he began to fall asleep Aegon stumbled into his room.

"Get up brother i have something to show you." He slurred pulling Aemond from his bed. The two walked the streets, Aemond irritated as he was dragged by the older boy but curious as to what he wanted. Approaching a large building Aemond rolled his eyes as Aegon knocked. A lady in sheer clothing smiling at his brother before letting the two in. Aegon requesting their finest woman to attend to his brother, Aemond scowled at two women hung off his arms

"Time to get it wet brother." Aegon laughed as he hurried the three into a room and taking his leave to have his fill of whores. Aemond did not know what to do as the women taught him how to please a woman and himself, his thoughts full of Y/n.

When Aemond finally managed to drag Aegon from the whore house he threatened his brother to never speak of it, Y/n could not find out he did not want her to think of him as she did Aegon. She did not think of him badly, truly she did not see anyone as awful, but she was aware of his activities. Aegon would ask her to join him sometimes in his drunken stare but she would only smile and help him to bed. Whispering sweet things and showing him the love and affection he craved from his mother. The two were not close but she held a pure brotherly love towards him, seeing him much how she saw her dragon, lonely and wanting to be loved. Aemond never understood how she saw him for anything but a drunken fool who wanted her to warm his bed but Aegon had never touched her. 

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☁️ i dont request much cause i dont wanna be too annoying but since nobody requests for jerry... 🤓

what happens if she comes home and encounters several men attempting to kidnap her darling?

In a maze of horror

Female!mafia!yandere OC x reader

Jerry brings you on a mission and lets her possessiveness get the best of her which results in enemies trying to take you away from her.

Warnings: a lot of violence, blinding someone, slitting throat, blood, obsession, nudity (not nsfw) drugs + weed, one suggestive indication

Word count: 3k

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Jerry has brought you with her on a mission. She can't take more of your whining about being bored. Your emotions are like a ticking time bomb. Thankfully, this mission isn't dangerous. You're currently in the front seat of a car on a countryside road, going to a farm. On the outside, it looks like a normal farm industry, but hidden underneath those chicken eggs are drugs people can only imagine. It's Jerry's boss who's sent her out here to do the business. Jerry is the only one he trusts since she's his right hand man. Her boss doesn't mind you as long as you're not in the way. Jerry has told her boss that if he ever touches a hair on your head, she's killing him and taking the role of the boss herself. It had made him back off.

"Jerry", you say.

"Yes?" Jerry asks from the driver's seat.

"Will there be real animals there?"

"Why wouldn't there be?"

"If it's just a cover up for drug business … maybe there aren't real animals."

"Maybe you can cuddle a goat while I do the business."

You smile slightly. Your heart is beating loudly in your chest. The entire idea of having to join in on one of Jerry's missions terrifies you. Things can go wrong and then you're in the front line. And what will you do if the cops come? You haven't actually done anything wrong, but they'll not care. You're involved. That's enough.

"I want to go back", you say with a thin voice. "Can't we turn around?"

"Were almost there", Jerry sighs. "It's taken us one hour to get here, I'm not turning the car around."

The panic builds in your chest and you start to hit the seat. Jerry captures your hand in hers.

"Stop that", she demands sternly. 

"I don't want to go!" you shout. "I changed my mind! Jerry, please-"

"You whined about coming with me, you can’t change your mind now. What are you so afraid of?"

"Everything. What happens if that man on the farm decides to kill us?"

"He won't. He needs the money and if he kills us he won't get it. Don't be scared."

Jerry's not unfamiliar to your mood swings. You get easily caught up in your own feelings and they double when you're stressed.

She pulls over to the side of the road and grabs a painful hold of your hand.

"Baby, look at me", she says. 

When you do, you are met by her dark eyes.

"Your sensitivity will be the death of you if you don't control it", she tells you. "Hold it in and everything will be fine. As soon as we get home I'll take care of you."

"Do you promise?"

"No, Y/N, I'm just joking." She rolls her eyes. "Of course I promise!"

You wipe your tears.

"I'm sorry", you whisper. 

You know that Jerry can't stand your emotional outbursts. They annoy her.

"Baby, you should be lucky I love you", Jerry sighs heavily and starts to drive again. "Otherwise I'd gotten rid of you a long time ago."

"I can stay in the car if you're afraid of me embarrassing you."

Jerry glares at you. "No fucking way, you're going to stay by my side. I'm going to handcuff your hand to mine if you continue to talk like that."

"I don't want to ruin anything for you … I know how important this is for you …"

"Oh, Y/N, shut the fuck up already!"

You flinch at her loud voice.

"I'd rather have you weeping like a fucking baby clinging onto my shoulder than have you out of my sight!" Jerry continues. "You shouldn't care about ruining anything for me because in the end, I'm the one that controls the situation. I'll always fix what you mess up because you're mine to care for. I'll always take the blame for the shit you do, so stop worrying about it. All you need to know is that you should stay by my side. Got it?"

You nod quickly.

Jerry drives into the farm's parking lot. She nods at you to get out. She grabs your hand as quickly as she reaches you.

"Now just be quiet and do as I say", Jerry tells you. "If you start to cry again, hide behind me."

You nod. Jerry pulls you with her to a big building made of blurry plastic — most likely a garden.

"Sean, you imbecile, where are you?" Jerry shouts.

A man looking higher as a kite sticks his head up between the rows of plants.

"Come on, Sean, did you have to smoke before we came?" Jerry groans.

"It's not my fault that you scare the living crap out of me, Jerry", the man spits back. “I had to do something to relax.”

"I will not only scare the crap out of you if stop fucking around. Hurry up! I don't have all day."

"Fine, fine." The man walks over to her, giving you a look. "Who's that?"

"No one you need to care about. Just give me what I want and then go back to filling your empty head with weed."

The man named Sean rolls his eyes and gestures for the two of you to follow him. Jerry gives you a firm look when you tug at her leather jacket. You sigh and look down at the ground. 

You walk into the chicken house. The sight of the birds causes your heart to swell. Oh how pretty they are. They look so nice. You reach out your hand to touch one that comes walking over to you. 

“Don’t fucking touch it!” the man shouts with a raspy voice. 

You flinch heavily and back away with wide, terrified eyes. Jerry gives you a quick look over her shoulder before she steps in front of you and picks up her gun, directing it towards the high man. You hide behind your human shield. 

“Don’t you dare shout at my baby”, Jerry growls with a warning, steady voice that sends shivers down your spine. She speaks through gritted teeth. “Get down on your knees and apologize. Now.”

The man trembles as he pathetically sinks down on his knees. You peek out from behind Jerry to see him glaring at you while mumbling out an apology.

“Pathetic little shit”, Jerry scoffs at Sean. “My baby wanted to touch a hen, why the fuck would you care, huh? You only use them to hide your filthy business.” She turns her head to you. “Pick up a hen, Y/N.”

You shake your head. 

“Pick up a goddamn hen”, Jerry orders. 

Your shaking hands pick up one of the birds and hold it against your chest. 

“Good girl/boy”, Jerry praises you before turning back to the man with a harsher voice. “See? The world didn’t end. Now give me what I came for before I blow your head up.”

The man collects the small bags of drugs for Jerry as she holds the gun towards him. You cuddle the hen while Jerry does her business. It gives you comfort. The small, living thing in your hands reassures you somehow. It’s little, warm body feels comforting in your arms. 

“Let’s go, Y/N”, Jerry says. “I’m done.”

You sigh as you put down the hen on the floor. Jerry grabs your arm and pulls you out.  

"Go wait in the car, I'll be there soon", Jerry says and pushes you towards the car. "Don't try to run."

"What are you going to do?" you ask.

"I didn't like how he looked at you. I won't be able to feel at ease unless I take care of him."

"Are you going to … to kill him?"

"No. I'm going to make sure he won't be able to see anyone again."

You beg her to reconsider and not do it, but she's already made up her mind. You run over and hug her to prevent her. Tears run down your cheeks and Jerry sighs heavily. She pushes you off of her and you can tell that your emotions once again have annoyed her.

"Car, now", she orders you sternly. "Don't make me fucking repeat myself."

You listen to her this time. You might turn blind too if you're not careful. With a singing feeling in your stomach you drag yourself to the car while Jerry returns to the chicken house. You hide your face and cover your ears to block out the screams of Sean. They echo through the countryside, over acres and fields. 

Jerry returns ten minutes later with bloody hands. You refuse to look at her. Tears run down your cheeks and Jerry does nothing to try to wipe them. 

"There's snacks for you in the hand compartment", she says simply and starts the engine.

Your shaking hands reach out to the handle in front of you, finding a pack of gummy bears. Silently, you start chewing the candy which tastes salty thanks to your tears.

A few days pass by. You’ve managed to heal from the mess at the farm and Jerry has gone back to being herself. Not too mad, not too nice. You’re no longer allowed to come with her on the missions and you’re unsure that you’d want to. She leaves during the day and comes back late at night. Everything seems to be normal. Or that's what you think.

You’re at home watching TV like any other day. You’ve been binge watching ‘Family Guy’ for the last week and are just about to start season seventeen when a ‘click’ grabs your attention. Confused, you turn the volume down and eventually turn it off.

“Jerry, is that you?” you ask over your shoulder. “Why are you back so early?”

The light turns off. You freeze in your position, carefully hugging yourself.

“Sorry, darling, but we aren’t your mistress.”

You flinch at the strange voice and turn around fully to see three men entering the living room armed with knives. 

“Who the fuck are you?!” you gasp, pressing yourself closer to the couch when they’re moving closer, eventually grabbing your arm. “Don’t touch me!”

“Now be a good girl/boy and stay still.”

The knives glisten in the light. You start to kick and hit, doing everything that Jerry has taught you. She’s known that you’ve had to defend yourself sooner or later. She’s brought you to gyms to train you up, but seeing you drenched in sweat with hair sticking to your forehead turns the fight into another wrestling match that doesn’t teach you anything but how her body works. 

You’re using all of your techniques, combining them into one murderous performance. But they’re not enough for three armed muscular men. They’re getting in hit after hit and swings their knives around. 

Jerry notices that something’s wrong the second she gets off her motorcycle. She finds the front doors off its hinges and the light switched off. She reaches for the knives strapped to her legs. 

A scream catches her attention. Your scream.

"Y/N?" Jerry asks quickly, looking around. "Y/N, where are you?"

"Jerry, help!" you shout. “Help me!”

The panicked tone in your voice is enough for Jerry to be filled with new adrenaline. She follows the sound of thumping and thus, finding you in the living room. Surrounded by three men. You're bruised and blood drips from your nose and lips. Jerry takes a better grip on her knives, feeling how her vision turns red.

"Get the fuck away from them", she says warningly. 

One of the men grabs you and pulls you up against his chest, a knife positioned over your throat. Your eyes glow in fear.

"You blinded our dealer and ruined our chance to get our drugs that we paid dear for", he says. "It's not more than right for us to take something from you. To make up for it. An eye for an eye, to say. If you excuse the pun."

The man above you gives a bloody grin, but Jerry doesn't move a muscle. 

"You're not taking Y/N anywhere", she says in a dark tone you've had the pleasure of never hearing until now. "And if you're so stupid to think that you can take them from me, then I'll make sure you understand."

The following moments are brutal. Jerry throws one knife at the man who’s holding you captive, hitting him in the leg. He drops you and you fall forward. The other two try their best to get you, but Jerry throws one knife into his neck and kicks the other between his legs. She’s quick to grab your arm and throws you behind her. You fall down on the floor by the force and you’re too tired to hold yourself up. She still has two knives left strapped to her leg. With one, she slits the man she kicked in the throat and the other she plunges right into the heart of the man who had held you. With trembling hands, she turns around to look at you with wide eyes. You’re both covered in blood, both bruised and full of adrenaline. You could never have thought that you’d be this similar to Jerry. She embraces you tightly and for once shows her rare emotions. She kisses your forehead and hides your face into her shaking, bloody shoulder with her trembling hands.

"Fucking hell ... oh my ... come, Y/N, let's leave." She pulls you up on your feet. "We can't stay here, they've found out where I live. I'm sorry, I honestly thought you were safe here. I'm so fucking stupid. Come, baby doll, it'll be okay. You can walk, I'm sure. Don't be scared, they're dead."

“I’m so fucking scared, Jerry …”, you whisper.

She runs her shaking hand through your hair. “I know, baby. Don’t be. I’ll always protect you, okay? You don’t have to worry. Come on now, we have to leave before someone notices what’s happened.”

She drags you out to her motorcycle as she fishes up her phone, calling her boss. 

“Boss, I’m in so much shit!” she hisses as he picks up. “So much fucking shit.”

“What have you done?” her boss asks. 

“I might have blinded Sean because he was disrespecting Y/N and his customers found out. They found where I live, boss! They tried to fucking kidnap Y/N! I killed them, but I’m worried there will come more soon.”

“Come to the headquarters. We’ll figure this out.”

“Get a room ready for Y/N. They need to rest.”

“Fine.”

Jerry hangs up and turns to you. You’ve sitten down on the asphalt and started to cry. Normally, she would shout at you for being so wimpish, like last time … but this time she can’t blame you. 

“Baby …”, she sighs heavily and lifts you up on your feet. “Come here. You’ll get to sleep soon. They’ll fix a room for you at the headquarters where you’ll get to rest. Jump up on my motorcycle.”

And you do. She forces you to hug her from behind as she drives all the way to the headquarters. You rest your cheek on her shoulder. 

The second she stops, you jump off, already sick to your stomach. Jerry drags you into the headquarters — a building underground. She tells you to keep your eyes shut to avoid seeing something you shouldn’t. She leads you by the arm through dimly lit corridors until she reaches her boss’ office. You open your eyes and look at the man. 

“Jerry!” he breathes out and stands up from behind his desk. “You look like shit!”

He’s about to turn his eyes to you, but Jerry covers you with her body.

“I feel like shit”, she mutters and pushes you forward. “They need a room. And to wash themselves.”

“The showers and a guest room are ready for them. We need to talk about this and see how much shit you’ve put me in.”

“Got it, boss. Let me just get myself cleaned up before I lose my fucking mind. It’s cold.”

She doesn’t wait for a response. You get dragged to a bathroom where Jerry starts to strip. 

“Take off those clothes”, Jerry says over her shoulder. “We’ll burn them.”

You remove your clothes with shaking hands, not wanting to see what your body looks like. Jerry pulls you into a shower and turns on the water. She lets you sit down on the tiled floor with your back against the wall. Jerry washes you before she washes herself. Her actions are soft and gentle, a contrast to her normal personality. She must have gotten really scared tonight. She's stuck in a maze of horror and all she wants is to keep you out of it. She wants to find the exit, but it's always moving, trapping her deeper.

“You’re only mine, you know that, right?” she whispers in your ear. 

“Yeah”, you whisper. 

“And you know that I’ll never let anyone take you from me, right?”

“Yeah …”

Jerry gives your wet lips a deep kiss. She holds you in her arms, running her hand over your back to sooth you. She whispers possessive nothings into your ear, about how you’re hers, only hers, that no one will take you away from her. And somewhere in your manipulated mind, you calm down. 

When you’ve dried yourself and put on a bathrobe, you’re led to a bedroom. Jerry tells you to go to sleep as she’s going to go talk with her boss. 

“Please don’t leave”, you whisper. “I’m scared.”

“There’s nothing to be scared of”, Jerry says. “The door will be locked and I will be the only one with the key. I’ll be back later after my boss kicks my ass. I can tell that he’s not happy. But I don’t regret a damn thing. Sleep well, baby doll.”

With that said, she gives you a slight smirk before closing the door after her. She locks the door and feels the handle twice to make sure you’re going to be safe. After, she braces herself for a scolding so long that it’ll burn into her mind. But Jerry stands by her decision to have blinded Sean. He was looking at something that belonged to her. No one does that. 

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[ratherbefangirling]

Belong

Part 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5

Pairing: Ot7 x reader

Genre : mostly fluff. {Tragic backstory.. the usual and a n g s t .. sorry not sorry } omegaverse, hurt /comfort

Warnings : reader's not confident and maybe anxious ... mentions of incidents but not in detail

Notes: people present at ages 21-24, late and early presentation also occurs.

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Imagine you a sweet smelling omega are neighbours with BTS.

With their subgender as follows Namjoon, Hoseok, Jungkook as Alpha, Jin and Yoongi as beta and Taehyung and Jimin as omegas.

So Taehyung and Jimin are go to an omega focused campaign event and you are there and they meet you and your scent smells really nice except it has a bitter after note to it. Still in the large amount of people they overlook it.

You go to cooking classes where you stumble upon Joon who wants to surprise Jin on his birthday with a meal without destroying the kitchen.

You end up talking as you help him with his cooking. Your inner omega preening under praise from an alpha.

As your cooking improves so does your confidence increases now you won't die alone, your alpha would love a mate who could cook.

Also you develop a crush on this handsome, kind alpha and a part of you knows it's wrong to let your feelings out of hand but you still decide to bake him something because you'd do anything to make him smile at you fondly.

So off you go to the supermarket to get ingredients to bake something.

Someone nearly hits you with their cart. Your eyes widen and you freeze on the spot.

The beta, a very tall and handsome beta. You know its a beta because his scent is faint. Beta scents are faint to everyone except their mates.

"I'm sorry are you ok" he ask concerned.

" I am fine."

"Thank goodness." He says and then spots the paper in your hand. "Looks like you're looking for baking supplies and you seem stressed. I'm a good Baker if I say so myself. Please let me help as an apology."

And your first instinct is to say no. Namjoon's face flahes infront of you.... you need all the help you can get.

You find Jin to be pleasant company. He guides you to the best things.

You are so engrossed in Seokjin that you dont see Yoongi approach. Yoongi eyes you and asks Jin if the grocery shopping was done.

Jin tells him how he was helping you find ingredients. Yoongi shakes his head and picks an easy to make mix and hands it to you.

"Here this would be easier and cheaper." He says.

That's how the two leave. Two Betas in a relationship you wonder if they have a pack at home.

You wonder how nice it would be to have a pack .

It was only you and your mom at your house. Your dad an omega. Had passed away, so had your little siblings. Your mom had thrown herself into work and with the insurance money and support manage to buy a big house to compensate the small space which killed your family. But bigger the house emptier it was.

You end up making a cake and take it to the classes. You are getting late though.

So you decide to take a shortcut except you come across some rowdy alpha.

Luckily Hobi who was passing by helps you out.

In the end you decide to give him the cake instead of Joon.. not wanting to ruin your relationship with the burden of your feelings. Today was the last class anyway.

Except Namjoon is both disappointed and concerned when you don't come.

At home every one is excited because of Jin's birthday.

The preparation for a surprise party is underway. Except Jungkook who was tasked with the responsibility of distracting Jin everyone is busy.

Jimin decorates the space with help of Taehyung. Yoongi is cooking a feast and Namjoon is collecting the presents careful to place them properly.

The cake is placed on the table and Hobi comes in with another one he recieved.

Jin despite Jungkook's efforts had guessed what his mates were upto still he went along with it. Jin adored spending time with his baby alpha. Ever since Jungkook presented he is usually scent drugged on the omegas. Their scents calm the inner wolf.

When he comes home Taehyung just rushes over to smother him closely followed by jimin as they both scent him.

Despite eating so much. There are leftovers. Jin decides to give the cake to their neighbours.

That's how Jin and Taehyung learn that you live next to next to next door.

Taehyung ever the social butterfly invites you to hangout with him. 'Omegas Unite'

Suddenly you find yourself surrounded by Bangtan, separate and together.

Accompanying Jin as he cooks even if your only job is to taste test and laugh at his terrible jokes. Tae and Jimin take upon themselves to play dress up with you because their maknae refused to play with them since he presented, it's not that he thinks it's not alpha enough he just doesn't want to be dressed in increasingly alarming fashion choices.

Even Hobi takes to you dropping a forehead kiss as protection so that some of his scent stays on you guarding you from other alpha's. He even gifts you things. It starts small like cartoon bandaid. Then there are cute clips. Stationery with the aesthetic you prefer. Plushies you can hug while you sleep.

Namjoon and you hang out when he wants to visit a place and everyone else is too occupied or just don't enjoy it. They are too far into the relationship for pretences. You though are ready to listen anything that comes out of those luscious lips. Also it's nice to share earphones in the bus. And it's even more nice when casually perhaps without noticing Namjoon holds your hand or puts a hand behind your waist.

Yoongi's affection is quieter. It's letting you into the house when everyone else is busy or out. It's telling you to stay when you don't know if you are intruding or not. Bringing you something to eat or drink when you sit and do work because it's more comforting to stay in the packs house than yours.

And it would be perfect really except for Jungkook's dislike for you. Which the rest of the members fail to understand.

He hated outsiders. He hated it when you took up all the packs attention. He also didn't like female omegas. His mom was one and had left him and his dad for another alpha. He hated when the pack changed their plans and counted you as a member even without realising it.

They had sat down in the living room discussing plans for new year and tae's birthday.

Jungkook sat between the two omegas enjoying their petting. You hadn't dropped by and he felt nice to have time with his pack.

"So where do we go? Everyone give your suggestions"

"What about going to the cabin. Its been a while." Yoongi offered.

"Camping." Tae suggested.

"It's too cold taehyungie." Jimin replied.

"We could go to the new year's eve party my company holds" Hobi suggests.

"That's a nice idea we could all dress up." Jin agrees.

"Yes but the location would require us to stay the night."

And then the discussion continues for a while. Jungkook doesn't care he has his hands on the snacks.

Suddenly Yoongi who had been quite all thus while speaks up.

"Why don't we just stay in?"

"We could do secret santa and decorate the house." Hobi says thrumming with excitement.

"We could even invite y/n ie." Taehyung says.

"That's a good idea. This year let's stay at home."

Except Jungkook's scent soured.

"What happened jk?" Jin asked.

"Can't we spend time as a pack without y/n's interference."

"What are you talking about?" Taehyung asked.

The only one who knew what that was about was Jimin. To whom Jungkook came up to complain about you or just pout and say nothing.

"It's always y/n this y/n that 🙄. It's like bug you can't get rid of!!"

Thud.

You curse yourself. All their heads turn towards the source of noise.

"Ah I'm sorry I- I didn't mean to interrupt.. its just the door was unlocked and... I-I.. I should... go. I'm going. Sorry." And you scurry out wincing due your knee which you had managed to scrape.

But you had more pain in your heart. You knew Jungkook avoided you but you thought it was because he was shy. It was alright because despite him not actually being their you could still get his scent. Which you thought smelled really nice.

Taehyung growled at Jungkook. Who only scoffed in return.

Taehyung turns to follow you.

"Tae stop you smell angry, it might scare her." Namjoon interrupts.

"I will go check on her." Yoongi offers. Namjoon nods.

"And Jungkook we will talk a out this behavior once things settle." Namjoon says.

Jungkook wants to protest but all of them look distraught and disappointed.

Jungkook feels betrayed.its like you've stolen his pack from him.

If only he knew then how soon the tables would turn when as his rut hit he'd become crazy for your scent because he would realise you were his mate.

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[fayes-fics]

Goodbye, Hello

Pairing: benedict bridgerton x fem!reader

Summary: saying goodbye, saying hello

Warnings: ANGST, but with a happy ending, references to methods of killing, pining, declarations of love.

Word Count: 0.9k

Authors Note: Unbeated. This is a request fill for @cavghtbythewind (Angst request: Benedict with the prompt “am i supposed to just let you go?”) I am sorry this took so long for me to get to, I have had a busy few weeks. Angst is something I havent written much of, so I hope you enjoy. <3 Also I couldn’t not do a happy end, I hope that is ok.

“Goodbye, Benedict,” you whisper.

“Am I supposed to just let you go?” his voice wavering, looking out at the gloomy horizon, the wind teasing at his hair. You stand outside Aubrey Hall, saying your last goodbye. Behind you, the carriage that will take you to the life you do not want awaits.

“Benedict I…” you don't finish the sentence, looking down at your hands as you wring them; you know there is a tear in the corner of your eye but are determined not to wipe it away, as if that would somehow will it out of existence.

“I thought we had something special,” he says quietly, forlornly.

“We do,” you hiss fiercely in response.

“So why are you doing this?” he looks back at you sharply, a world of hurt behind his soulful eyes.

“What choice do I have?” you decry.

“You could choose me?” it's an impassioned plea but has a desperate tinge of a man who knows it's a futile attempt.

“In any other lifetime, you know I would, in a heartbeat,” you exhale and grab his hand. “But it's not about me; it's about saving my family.” The tear that threatens now starts to roll down your cheek .“it's not fair, but this is the deal that has been struck. I would do anything to save my family from ruin, just as you would sacrifice anything for yours.”

He hates that you have pointed that out—the truth.

“If there were any other way, I would not marry this ogre of a man….” you assert fervently.

“I could pay the debt! I could see your family freed from this!” he exclaims, exasperated. “Yes, I would need to sell my cottage and borrow money from my brother, but he is a generous man; I'm sure he would give me good terms.”

“I could never ask you to do that. Sell your home, be in debt. Not for me.” you shake your head violently.

“I’d do it in a heartbeat,” he utters vehemently.

“I know you would”, you reach up and touch his cheek, “but I would never allow it. I could not live with the burden of that favour, and I could not be the reason you do not have the life to which you are accustomed. That you deserve.”

“I’d prefer to be poor with you than comfortable without,” he says quietly.

“Please don't make this any harder than it is,” you plead, real tears rolling now; you take a deep breath in and out. “I love you, just know that. I'm tired of pretending I'm not. So if we cannot be, I just want you to know that.” You grab his head and bring his forehead down to touch yours. “I love you, and I always will.” 

“Why should you have to suffer for the sins of your abhorrent father?” he hisses, pressing his forehead against yours. “Pay for it with your life, your freedom.”

You don’t have anything to say to that, so you just swallow hard and hold onto his forearms as he holds your elbows, swaying slightly, not moving your head from his.

“You know, If this ogre you’re marrying dies, your family’s debt dies with him,” he says, pulling back slightly and with a menace that you didn't think him capable of.

“Don’t do anything stupid, Benedict,” you warn.

“I’d kill him with my bare hands if there was a chance I could get away with it.” It's a growl through gritted teeth as he looks sideways, his jaw ticked.

“I have been researching,” you whisper quietly after a pause, “about alchemy, about herbs and tinctures and things that can fell a man.”

“Don't. Don't risk it,” he inhales sharply. “What if he discovers you?”

“I can play the contented wife if I know there is an expiration date,” you assure, “he will never suspect. I’d prefer to die trying than live that life,” your breath tremulous.

“I love you,” he confesses urgently. Your heart stops and breaks at the same time. 

He takes your hand and presses something into it. It's a small rock, orange, almost red, and shaped like a heart. “Take this. It’s a talisman. I want this back,” he whispers ardently. “When you return to me, I want this back.” It’s almost an order.

You nod, and with a quick squeeze of his hands, you back away before you can do anything foolish like kiss him and change your mind.

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The sun streams into your carriage as it rolls down the familiar drive towards the beautiful family home you long to see. As it hones into view, you break out into a smile that you cannot contain. 

Your hand clenches hard around the most precious object of your possession. The item you believe saved your life—your good luck charm. You are certain it has the magical properties that bestowed a heart attack on the menace of your existence. But now it's time to return it to its rightful owner.

Butterflies roar in your stomach as your carriage slows and you fling open the door before it’s even come to a stop or your footman has had the chance to help you.

He is already running down the steps to greet you, and you collide with each other. He lifts you off the ground into his arms, and you spin around. 

“Wait,” you giggle ebulliently, “I have to give you something.”

“What?” his voice is a breathy lilt as he places you gently back on your feet. You grab his hand and place the rock onto his palm, closing his fingers around it.

“Thank you,” you whisper.

He smiles and places his forehead against yours, staring into your eyes.

“Oh, I almost forgot,” you say lightly.

“What else?” he questions curiously.

“Hello Benedict,” you whisper.

Tagging: not tagging my Benny peeps on this one, as it's so different to my usual stuff, I'm not sure if people will dig it?

#benedict bridgerton fanfiction #benedict bridgerton angst #benedict bridgerton x reader #benedict bridgerton x female reader #benedict bridgerton x you #benedict bridgerton x y/n #benedict bridgerton imagine #benedict bridgerton #bridgerton fanfiction #bridgerton imagine #bridgerton #200 followers celebration

[sl33paholics]

His Favorite Out of Them All

Jonathan x black!fem reader

Warning(s): Adultery, smut, slurs mention, discrimination, racism ( it's the 1800s we're talking bout idk what you expect), degrading, Dio being Dio

Song: Body Party by Ciara

You were pinned against the wall heavy breaths escaping your mouth, feeling the rough hands of the person you served for carefully undoing your outfit, the reek of alcohol wrapped around your nostrils. This was wrong. This could get you fired. But you couldn't resist the temptation. Your eye darts around the room and your stomach feel butterflies, you'd never thought this was the way your virginity would get taken. How did it even get to this point?

You were hired to serve the Joestars not too long ago, your parents were stoked to hear that you were going to be working for them and put you under strict training to make sure you wouldn't fuck up and ruin their family name as if it wasn't already difficult enough for them to make ends meet, this was an opportunity you couldn't fumble on.

Meeting the Joestars was a huge deal. Picking you up from your old-run-down house that was somewhat stable enough, George Joestar was surprisingly polite allowing you to hug your parents one last time before being escorted to the horse and buggy. The trip felt long, hearing your heartbeat, sitting in silence, and tightening up your posture to impress the man in front of you. Upon arriving there he promised you "If you ever need anything let me know.". He introduced you to his 2 sons, Dio and Jonathan before letting you see the rest of your employees.

But working there for the first 4 months was a living hell. Your workmates wouldn't listen to you for help, purposefully making a mess and pinning it on you to clean it up, and oh let's not forget about the slurs they would say without a shame in the world. Not only that, they would comment on your features. Plumpy lips? Gross. Slightly bigger thighs? Lose some weight. An ass not small like theirs? What a cow. It didn't help that Dio, a guy you were also serving, would encourage their behavior to a degree. He'd tease you about the things the women would mention, enjoying the sight of you on the verge of tears. You had to power through it, you didn't have an option. Would you rather go back to living in a rust of a house or resume working with these terrible people? Thought so.

It was the week when the Joestars won the rugby game for their school, to celebrate, their father held a party at the infamous mansion. A busy week indeed, you worked your ass off ignoring the offensive comments your co-workers would say, your main focus was to get it over with and head back to your room. On the day of the party, the living room was packed, giving you much anxiety to the point where your arms were numb. "You! Fetch me a drink and a cheese platter, will you!?" "Yes, sir." Just stay calm and serve the rich white folks, they'd leave you alone! You thought to yourself. Mama always told you to appease the higher-ups if you don't wanna be thrown behind bars over something so small.

You walked around and see the man himself, Jonathan, stumbling on the stairs. "Be careful, sir!" you hurried over and helped him to get to the top, he was quite heavy, but you had the strength to make sure he wouldn't trip and fall over. "Room...my bedroom, please." you slowly took the Joestar over to his bedroom and closed the door behind you two. "Mr. Joestar, are you alright—" his big two hands pinning you against the wall, catching you off guard but your fight or flight instincts kicked in. "You're so beautiful, (Y/N). I would never understand why people tear your kind down..." his thumb caressing your cheek before bringing his face closer to yours. "You deserve someone who can give you what you need, not just money..." "Sir, I—" Before you could finish speaking, he pushed his tongue against your lips and tasted you. His tongue moved inside, licking and sucking on your lower lip, your cheeks, and neck until his fingers reached your shirt.

As if you couldn't breathe for a second, you held onto him feeling your legs getting shaky. The room abruptly became smaller, you couldn't focus on anything other than Jonathan, his warm breath, the way his eyes glistened under the lighting of the lamps, and the soft touch of his fingertips against your hips. As soon as he felt that your body relaxed, he kissed you deeply. He began to undo your uniform, the once knot behind you was now gone as it began to slowly slip off your shoulders. Jonathan's hand traveled down, stopping for a second at your waist before he started to kiss more fervently down your chest. The feeling of lust mixed with a sense of anxiety, apprehension that this would all end up in a disaster.

Your uniform was now on the floor. Jonathan couldn't help but stare at you, the way your white bra and panties were hugging you. The way you glowed in the dimmed room, what an extraordinary sight. Your heart beat rapidly, beating so hard you thought you might pass out right then and there. With no words left to say, he picked you up bridal style, the smell of your vanilla scent intoxicating. He carried you into his bed, laying you down gently before climbing on top of you. One of his hands ran down your thigh, your skin hot under his hand. Another hand trailed along your body, your back arched slightly as he rubbed his thumbs against your breasts. He brought his lips next to your ear whispering, "You're so beautiful…" "Sir…" you breathed out quietly.

So suddenly, he began to rub your clit through the fabric before rubbing your walls too. This sensation, this overpowering feeling, was driving you nuts. "Sir, you...you're engaged..!!" You let out a low moan when you felt him rub faster, and harder, you could barely handle it anymore. Your panties were now off and as well as your bra, laying naked in front of Jonathan. "(Y/N), my woman," Jonathan's voice turned husky, a bit rough and rough sounding as if he had been smoking for hours. Taking off his clothes, he placed them on the side of the bed, you looked at how well-defined his muscles were, and how he was hard as a rock. "Please tell me what you want, (Y/N)." "I want…a man like you," your voice was shaky but firm. "Please, sir, show me how you feel."

Oh, how painful it was at first. Like a shockwave went through your body feeling the tip ripped through your hymen. He reassured you, adjusting to his size and whatnot. After a few minutes, he began to move, little by little all of him was going inside of you. It took several tries for him to finally hit the spot you needed. "Oh god..!" you moaned loudly, quickly covering your mouth. You felt his pace increase, you weren't used to this type of pleasure and his thrusts made you weak in the knees. Jonathan moved your hand away "Let me hear your voice dear, I doubt the guests can hear you scream with the music blasting in the hall." Jonathan was sloppy, he began to get cocky. He pulled out before flipping you on your stomach, lifting your ass in the air before shoving it back in, making you scream "JONATHAN!" The 6'5 male kept slamming into you, the sight of your ass jiggling each time he trusted drove him insane, something he couldn't get from Erina.

It was almost like he wanted to punish her.

With each thrust you took Jonathan grew angrier, you were still screaming into the sheets as he entered you again, he pulled out, slamming himself back in harshly, pushing you so far past your limits he broke through, your whole body shook uncontrollably with pleasure. Leaning over, he grabbed your breasts and started to play around with them roughly, making sure that you knew he enjoyed watching you squirm underneath him.

"You're taking me so well," he praised you, kissing you on the neck. Your pussy was being punished by his aggressive, throbbing cock. "Sir, I think I'm going to cum!!" you whined, your head thrown back, your teeth biting the pillow. "Do it then, love, come on," Jonathan ordered. Your pussy squeezing tightly around the tip of his cock. "Yes yes darling," Jonathan continued to thrust violently while his hand continued to slap your ass, causing the vibrations to send tremors throughout your body. Juices falling out and finally climaxing, you couldn't help but scream out in ecstasy.

Stars. You were seeing stars as you stared at the ceiling of the room. You looked around and see Jonathan cleaning your body up with a wet rag. What an amazing experience but you couldn't help but feel regret rising in you. "Why the sour look?" Jonathan asked you, wiping off your stomach with a towel. "I uhm, I'm sorry. It's just that you're engaged and—" "We don't have to talk about it," Jonathan assured you. "What?" "Listen, (Y/N), you're my main focus right now. Erina doesn't have to know. Sure, we're having a bit of issues here and there but trust me, I wanted you ever since you came here." he wrapped his arm around you pulling you close to him as you laid your head on his shoulder, nuzzling your nose in his hair. Jonathan was so sweet, loving even. How was it possible for him to be in such a position of power?

He kissed the side of your face, softly pressing your lips together. "You are the most captivating woman I've ever caught a glimpse of, and I promise to always adore you. That's something that I'll do with my whole life."

#anime #jojo no kimyō na bōken #yandere jojo #black reader #female writers #jonathan joestar #Phantom blood #Dio #dio brando #jjba smut #jjba fanfic #character x you

[k-s-morgan]

I heard news about a snowstorm in Ukraine that caused several deaths, and I was so worried for you. Are you okay, Morgan? Is your family safe? Are things calming down there? I keep checking for news that announces the end of this war, and it's disheartening to see that it never arrives. I can't imagine what it must be like to live through this. Is there anything we can do for you? Do you need somewhere to take refuge outside the country? Is the money you receive from your job sufficient for you and your family to live comfortably? I always check the updates you post, and it's admirable that these horrible events haven't changed the golden heart you have, you are a wonderful person and you don't deserve any of what is happening, I hate that I can't do anything to stop it this war, but whatever I can do for you I will.

please be safe, please keep fighting.

Another ask: Hey, I hope you're just busy but please give us some sign that you're okay, please. I'm worried

Another ask: Katrin, you are okay??

Another ask: You okay??

Another ask: How are you going?? Is everything already? Please asnwer 😭

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Hi! Thank you all, you wonderful anons (and my lovely first anon, I'll respond to your questions further down in this reply). I'm so touched that you've been thinking about me! There was indeed a serious snowstorm that caused some deaths, but I'm fine: honestly, I'm such a hopeless stay-at-home introvert that I usually leave only for short trips to the shop and to feed pigeons & stray cats. So I meet most storms safely tucked in my bed))

It's all right now, though everything is still covered in snow. If there is snow where you are, too, and you see miserable pigeons or other birds around, please feed them if possible! They rely on us entirely during winters. Some grain would be ideal.

I was hoping to make a monthly post, but my tight work schedule + migraines ruined these plans, so I decided to give up on it. Russians haven't attacked my city again yet after that the most massive attack by drones. I'm pretty sure it is coming, though, especially on holidays. They tried to tun our last New Year into hell on purpose by sending missiles during the day, killing people, and then sending drones at night. I worry that this year might be even worse, but I've been teaching myself to live in the present and enjoy peace while I still have it, so I manage to keep my fears at bay.

First anon, thank you so much for your kindness! I have places where I could go and stay beyond Ukraine, but for the next year at the least, I intend to keep holding on because I can't leave without my family (and the bigger half of my family is not allowed to leave legally yet). If Russian attacks get completely unbearable, I might go to Poland to my relatives for a month or two just to unwind and to repair my sanity a bit.

As for the money, I'm doing more or less okay, and people who keep supporting me on Patreon help me to stay afloat. I have some debts, but they are under control - I owe the bank $300, which is 1/3 of my monthly salary, so I'm capable of paying it back little by little. The situation is not ideal, but nothing to worry about.

Like many Ukrainians at the moment, I feel burned out regarding the war. There are many amazing, kind people in this world, and our soldiers are absolute heroes who deserve all respect in the world, but those with power to make decisions like money way too much. It's an unfortunate fact that has been making people all over the world suffer generations after generations. Many US, European, and Chinese companies continue to help Russia manufacture its missiles and other things they use to kill us. The help Ukraine gets is enough to let us survive but not enough to let us win. Those who can make money on it eagerly grab the chance, including some members of our own government. I'd like to be optimistic, but I really don't see a scenario that would end with justice. It's very difficult to accept the fact that terrorists and murderers won't be punished - on the contrary, many of them will continue to live in luxury, unable to imagine what an explosion even sounds like, until the day they die. But like I said before, it is what it is. The world is full of bitter examples like this.

Thank you for being with me and supporting me, reading my stories and sending your asks. I hope to end this month with posting two chapters for my two stories. My second job comes to an end December 15, and hopefully, I'll get a chance to really dive into writing after this!

#personal #ukraine #russia is a terrorist state #kyiv #my fics

[torotoro0]

Since your requests are open, can I request some hc's for dating eddie munson? If, your not busy of course. :>

Dating "Eddie the Banished" would include:

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you cleaning up his messes everywhere he leaves. Beers, cigarettes, musty crusty socks, drug packets, you name it. (This man hides tons of material things you don't ever want to see)

You should always be there in ALL his dnd games. You miss one? That's fine he'll forgive you.

But he'll be pouty like a child.

And forgives you after after a short time, your boy doesn't want to stay mad at his darling.

Their was one time where Eddie was trying to convince you to try his packets. Of course, to his dismay, you disagreed.

It won't hurt to try a little right?

No Eddie, it's bad for my health, and for your health too.

Him teaching you how to play electric guitar, or drums.

Okay you have to hold this here... Wait not that! Okay correct.

Knocking on your room window to let him in, your parents said they don't want a scrunchy kid hovering over their child.

Bby got sad when he heard what they said. (·•᷄∩•᷅ )

When you get a scrape on your knee (for whatever reasons) or any injury, he starts wailing and screeching of panic because he doesn't know what to do. (poor boy just wants to help).

Please tell me this isn't DIABETES!

Calm down Eddie its just scrape.

If your shorter than him, he'll tease you by giving you head pts that'll ruin your hair, or when lying down he'll be the big spoon

If your taller, he'll still want to be the big spoon,but he doesn't want head pats, he said he'll look like a fool.

He has license, but he wants you to drive for him so you two can spend more time together.

Forehead kisses.

Its simple really, Its like his hellos and goodbyes, but not all the time.

When he's drunk, he tends to confess things to you and you'll be standing there like- 🧍‍♀️

When he turns sober, he'll keep apologizing until you get tired of him saying the same thing over and over again.

I told you Eddie, Its fine you don't have to worry about it.

[sniff] Really?

Yes Eddie, now, take a bath, you stink.

He'll be trying to teach you how to play dnd so you can play with them, but you don't seem to understand the mechanics.

AGAIN, Y/N when you roll the dice and it turns [number] It means you win, but when it turns [number] you lose.

Is it only these two numbers when you lose or win? But there are a lot of numbers on the dice.

He gives up in the end, he says you don't have any hope of playing the game.

He doesn't want his hair touched, but with the right persuading, and bribing, you may, MAYBE, can do his hair.

Studying together, because '86 is his year baby!

Passing notes during classes.

Both of you went to detention straight away.

It's ok we'll spend time together there.

When you decide to sleepover in his trailer, he'll cook you the typical breakfast.

The toast is burned. Egg has already popped on the middle.

Its okay Eddie, I like already popped eggs.

You sure? Maybe your just saying that so I won't feel bad.

He tends to get jealous when you get comfortable with his other band members, jocks, or just normal people.

His hands snakes around your shoulders. Bby wants to show them who you belong to. ( •̀ - •́ )

Buys you anything on your anniversaries. [depends on his money tho]

Your always the first person to hear his notes for their new 'Album'

Is it bad? I'll make a another one.

No, no, its great, keep up the hard work!

Corny jokes, ALL THE TIME.

So, what else did you steal other than my heart?

I'd always die for you if you were death.

Even if you were Medusa, I'll look into you eyes even if in exchange for my life.

I think your suffering from the lack of vitamin ME.

He loves seeing you wear his clothes, whether its from shirts to pants, socks, shoes.

He definitley gave you your own Hell Fire shirt.

Even if you don't wear them, as long as you keep the shirt, he's grateful.

You got drunk one time so he piggy-backed you until he arrived at your house, But he sneaked in the window with you and put you to bed.

But over-all, he loves you and you love him, that's all that matters for him.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie x reader #eddie munson #eddie stranger things #stranger things 4 #st4 #stranger things season 4 #stranger things x reader #stranger things imagine #strangers things #stranger things #eddie munson headcanons #eddie headcanons #eddie munson hc #stranger things eddie #stranger things fic #for you #recommended #recommendation #headcanon #eddie the banished #dungeon master #dungeons and dragons #dnd #eddie is a baby boy #eddie munson x reader dating headcannons #headcannons #dating headcanons

[blackjackkent]

Clearing out a bit more lingering stuff on the base wilderness map that didn't seem to have any particular character significance for Rakha. Probably taking her off to the Underdark on Thursday.

Cleared out loot in the basement of the tollhouse.

Ran across Rugan and Olly, saved them from the gnolls, and got directions to the Zhent hideout. (Wyll got the conversation with Rugan coming out of the combat, presumably because Rakha was too busy coming down from the blood high; he was able to clock that they were Zhents and also pointedly did not pick a fight with them. Rakha doesn't overly like them much, but she also doesn't overly like anyone much, and she and the Urge were sated enough by all the dead gnolls that she let Wyll drive the conversation.)

Swung back to Waukeen's Rest to check out the hideout in question. Rakha had the passphrase from Rugan, but the guard pulled a fireball on her and was ready to attack and the beast woke up and went into fight mode. The scene plays out in a way that indicates the moment of hesitation wrestling the Urge back down was long enough for the Zhent fellow to attack first - nearly blew Rakha and himself up, and then Rakha killed him before she'd consciously realized what was happening. Guessing nobody was particularly pleased about this turn of events (including Rakha herself, who doesn't mind killing but doesn't like when the beast urge takes the choice away from her).

The Zhents in the basement were apparently not aware of what happened upstairs as they still addressed Rakha the same as usual. Zarys was pissed off that Rugan gave the location of the base, but was civil enough to Rakha herself and gave her some money and a crossbow for having saved one of her people. (Kind of a pity we're not in the scenario where Zarys asks you to kill Rugan - I think that happens when you've taken the shipment - bc Rakha would be really good at that instruction.)

Rakha is very intrigued about the fact the Zhent are about to blow their base up and is quietly bummed they can't stay to watch the fireworks.

Rakha does not give a single solitary shit about Oskar's imprisonment with the Zhentarim and forced painting labor. She was very baffled by his request that she "buy him", and even more baffled by how flustered he got when she asked why he was "selling himself." (Wyll, I assume, explains the double entendre later, but Rakha meant it as a completely serious question.)

Oskar then proceeds to not explain himself in a practical way whatsoever, so Rakha just shrugs and goes to trade with the Zhent and then wanders away. (I don't really care about Oskar's questline so we'll just use this as an opportunity to see what if anything happens with him when we get to act 3. :P )

Had Rakha make use of her single level in Wizard to learn everything she could from the spells she's currently carrying. She's sitting on quite a bit of utility now which is nice. I've also cautiously un-cheesed everyone's equipment for the time being, since we're no longer underleveled, but we'll see how it goes. :P

Also cleared out the ruins area way back at the beach, which I realized I'd never gone through. Rakha got a very interesting dialogue option with the looters there which I assume is Dark Urge-specific:

I looked in the parsed dialogue files and this is a Dark Urge line but not, interestingly, dependent on having seen Alfira's fate; however, Rakha in saying it is DEFINITELY referring to what happened to Alfira. The "I don't want to hurt you" is also interesting. (There's also an alternative non-check Durge line, "I am not competition, I am annihilation." I guess these are kind of set up to be resist vs accept?) Anyway, Rakha passed the check (DC5), Wyll and Shadowheart both approved, and the bandits scarpered.

The other bandits further inside picked a fight without Rakha even having to ask for one. They also helpfully grouped up and Rakha wrecked everyone's face off with a single Cloud of Daggers.

Entering the crypt area, Rakha commented, "This whole place reeks of necromancy," which is not really interesting but is a bit surprising because I don't think any of my Tavs said it. According to the parsed files it's a wizard-specific comment (the only class that has specific dialogue in the area), but I kind of like it for Rakha's sorcerer side, as she's so attuned to the presence and behavior of magic around her.

Kind of funny hitting the place where we would normally meet Withers for the first time and not finding Withers there. :P

And I think that covers everything left on the Wilderness map of any importance! (Let me know if you think I missed anything.)

Off to the Underdark on Thursday!

#bjk plays bg3 durge #rakha the dark urge