#protect my precious cat son

[dark-and-kawaii]

༺ 𝒜 𝒟𝑒𝓋𝒾𝓁 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 ༻

You never expected a Devil to be your savior, never expected to be cherished by him…

PRT 2 (CLICK HERE) - Fluff - Soft Raphael - Past Talk About Abuse

Gazing outside his balcony, you watched as yet another red storm began to stir throughout Avernus. The wilted trees bend to the will of the fiery winds. The overcast clouding your view of the mountains, and with a deep sigh this dreary day has brought back memories you had thought you’d forgotten. A life full of pain and restrictions… But the devil took you away from it all, and gave you a new life with new meaning.

With a subtle startled expression as you felt your hand graze one of the small buttons on your wrist, you look down with a warm smile as you continue to run your hand along the soft cotton of Raphael’s opulent dress shirt. You nearly had forgotten that on days such as this you quite enjoy stealing his shirts. They always brought you such comfort and joy, who would’ve thought… A devil bringing you such comfort. It’s laughable really. Holding your arm to your lips you can smell the scent of cherries and sulfur, it relaxes your muscles and you can’t help but to thank him aloud to yourself, “Thank you, my devil.”

“For what, pray tell little mouse of mine?”

And just like a tiny mouse, squealing wasn’t the right word for the noise you had just made… But with a tiny cute noise, you hastily turned around on his silken bed to face the devil himself, Raphael… He was always so handsome no matter the form he took, right now though he appeared human. His milk chocolate eyes watching you with interest, his hand resting on his chin. Everything about him was so grandiose and each time you looked him in the eyes your heart would skip a beat.

The Devil wasn’t perfect, he had his flaws just as everyone else did… He also had his own ambitions to rule the 9 hells… But, for whatever reason, those flaws made him even more special to you. Yes, he was the son of Mephistopheles. Yes, he is technically one of the “bad” guys, but… unlike the last villain that had captured you… Raphael was soft with you, treated you as if you were some sort of delicate flower that would break apart if not careful. He had his souls he enjoyed to flail and torture, yet with you it was different… the devil had no need to put you through such horrors. He cherished and protected you like a dragon with its hoard of treasure.

“R-Raphael- I uh-… Thank you… For…”

Just his presence alone made you flustered, it couldn’t be helped.

“It would seem that the cat has caught this little mouse’s tongue.” A small laugh emanated from his chest, “How, precious.”

You grin at his response.

Damn near everyone would disagree with you, but in your eyes, Raphael wasn’t foul, not like Astarion was… This devil you came to know throughout your adventure didn’t hold you by a leash… Didn’t force you down whenever he pleased, or gauge your neck with his teeth to prove a point- Your flushed face reducing to a pale complexion as your hand cups where Astarion left his mark on you. A chill runs down your spine remembering when Astarion the Ascended chained you for days… All because you wanted to run out into the city for some fresh brioche and to say hello to Gale.

Raphael, a devil, son of Mephistopheles… Never chained you nor held you against your will. He let you run out into the real world… Let you do as you pleased. You knew he’d make Korilla follow after you. But it wasn’t due to lack of trust, it was plainly because he wanted to keep you safe and out of the Vampires grasps.

Like a falling feather, you gracefully glide off Raphael’s bed. His shirt on you flowed at the bottom thanks to it being far too big on you making this scene before him look like it was out of a book- and into his chest you fell. Your arms wrapping around him while your cheek pressed against his arm that crossed against his chest.

“What’s better than a devil you do know?” You looked up at him questioning.

“By all means please do enlighten me.” His hand never left his face and his other arm stayed crossed over his chest as you embrace him.

“A devil thats your savior…” -You looked away from him, staring back out the balcony-, “I don’t think you’d ever find a quote like that in a book, but I’m thankful for you, Raphael. Truly. Thank you.” You press your face into him, your lashes fluttering close.

Raphael would never tell you how he waited for your hope to whittled down to the very marrow of despair- how he waited for you to whimper his name between sobs while chained to the vampires personal bed. The Devil would also never admit how it pained him to see such a treasure being handled in such ways, yet he wanted you to call out to him. He’s still a devil after all… So he waited all that year, waited for you to call out his name for help, pleading to sign whatever it is he desired…

“You didn’t belong with such filth.”- you didn’t need to look up to know he was scrunching his face, you could hear it in his voice- “Fine beauty such as yourself belongs in a much more suitable home.” He finally moved his hand from his face to the top of your head. Petting you like some adored pet.

Raphael, from the moment he laid eyes on you, knew he'd make you apart of his plan forever someday. He just didn’t expect you to vanish all of a sudden… The damn vampire had ascended and taken you… All those years you were caged like some sort of animal. Nowhere to go, forced into things you wanted no part of… Living like a rat.

A rarity had shown its face as Raphael peered down at you, you didn’t see it and Raphael could only hope for once that Haarlep didn’t see the concern on his face.

Astarion still walks among the living, and Raphael can’t be everywhere…

#bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate #raphael x reader #raphael bg3 #raphael x tav #bg3 raphael #raphael the cambion #Astarion #astarion x tav #tav #bg3 tav #bg3 raphael x tav

[spooky-bunnys]

Hello could I request sm with (black butler) Sebastian x male reader that acts like morticia adams? I really enjoyed the one you did with bonten (prob misspelled that)

Title: Other Half

Fandom: Black Butler

Pairing: Sebastian x Addams Male Reader

Warnings: death of parents, AGNSTY, talks of death

(Name) hummed and brushed his long (H/C) hair behind his ear. Fixing his glasses as he cut off another rose bud. Placing the stem in the beaker in front of him. His long (H/C) furred tail swishing behind him slowly.

The Undertaker walked in and smiled at the sight. "Ah~ how's my precious son today?" (Name)'s cat ear twitched and he looked behind him. As the (height) male turned yellow/green eyes meet gray hair. "Oh? Hello Undertaker. I'm just trimming some flowers." (Name) and Undertaker shared a matching grin.

Before either could say anything else the door to the palor opened. Cause (Name) to turn towards the opened door. "Hello Phantomhive." Ciel froze upon seeing the new figure. Sebastian behind his master could only stare.

The Undertaker laughed loudly. Making (Name) laugh as well. But neither guest moved. Both for different reasons. While Ciel was confused on the new person, Sebastian was entranced by the beauty that was doubled over laughing a in his opinion beautiful laugh.

Ciel shifted and glared towards the Undertaker. "Undertaker who is this?!" Ciel demanded pointing at the still laughing male. The Undertaker stood up and pulled (Name) to be in front of the male and his butler. "Who this? This is my adopted son (Name)!" (Name) smiled and bowed down handing Ciel a rose stem.

Ciel just stared with a raised brow. "Sebastian." Sebastian lightly took the stem his hands brushing ever so lightly against (Name)'s. The spark between the two made them jump. (Name)'s ears and tails raised in surprise. Sebastian smiled bowing and held a hand out. "I'm Sebastian. Pleased to meet you (Name)~" (Name) turned to his dad figure and even he looked confused.

Before (Name) could shake his hand, the Undertaker picked his son up and placed him on the other side of the shop. "No way demon! You're kind has caused enough issues with my precious son!" (Name) just smiled and went to the counter and started cutting the roses again.

Ciel watched in confusion. "Will someone explain what is going on?!" The Undertaker stood directly in Sebastian's sight of the other male. Sebastian chuckled. "It seems like my other half is a Reaper and Cat Demon Hybrid. The specific hybrid my kind has been hunting down for almost two centuries."

Ciel stared at the humming male in somewhat awe. "Half reaper and half demon?" The Undertaker tensed. "(Name) was the product of a rare mate pair. Reaper and Demon. When both species found out there was issues. Especially since Reapers and Demon don't get along. They blamed the other species for the birth of him."

Ciel felt something he hadn't felt in what seemed like a life time. "What of his parents?" Sebastian tensed at the question. "Killed. Right in front of him. He was 7 in human years." Pity. Ciel felt pity towards the (H/C) male. "If I hadn't been nearby, he would've been killed as well. I retired when I found him. Knowing raising and protecting him will take everything I have."

Ciel nodded and spared a look at his frozen butler. Who seemed to still be staring at the other male. Ciel sighed and pull Sebastian's tail coat. "Lets go you cat obsessed moron. We have a mission to complete else where."

Sebastian barely budged. Still staring at the male that had finished his "gardening". He turned and flashed Sebastian a smile. When Sebastian saw the cat fangs he knew, he just knew. He'd never be the same.

#male reader #x male reader #black butler x male reader #sebastian michaelis x male reader #black butler #sebastian michaelis #sebastian x male reader

[mochinek0]

Daminette December 2023:30-Save Some for Me

Many people of the Justice League were summoned for a mission. Some were hiding in the shadows, others were stuck as civilians. Everything was going fine in the mission until Damian Wayne was suddenly thrown into building. That was the day he learned his two sunshine would go to hell for him.

Damian lay aginst the building. His vision was foggy, at best.

'Concussion. Labored breathing; likely a broken rib or two.'

He hadn't noticed people had started running away and were screaming. He hadn't even noticed Jon and Marinette calling his name until they got to his side.

'Hearing impairment.'

"Don't touch him!" Jon shouted, "He has some broken bones and some bad bruising."

"Concussion. Hearing impairment. Labored breathing." Damian whispered out, "Tired."

" Stay awake. I'll get a medic as fast as I can." Jon remarked, "I'm staying with you. I'll protect you from any more damage."

'That's good. His body can shield me from anymore debris or if there's any bullets.'

Damian felt wet drops fall on him.

'Rain?'

It wasn't until he heard the sob that he realized it was Marinette.

"Angel. I will be fine." he spoke.

He saw her hand turn into a fist and drop her precious earrings into her purse. She shoved it into Jon's arm.

"Marinette?" Jon asked.

He saw Marinette place a small ring on her hand.

"Claws out." she snarled.

Before his eyes, his angel looked like a small version of Selina in her CatWoman outfit. Her hair had turned jet black and was tied in a long braid down to her ankles. Her suit was now black. She was wearing thigh high heels with a green sash wrapped around her waist. Her hands had turned claws. She no wore a black domino mask the looked like his own robin mask and upon her head, were a pair of cat ear, trimmed with green. Then, she was gone.

"You might want to make sure Angel doesn’t kill anyone." Damian spoke, before passing out with a smile.

Jon turned to see Marinette lunging at people and blood splattering everywhere. It reminded him of watching his best friend train with his swords.

'Oh, shit! There's two of them!'

Jon quickly rushed away and grabbed ahold of her, locking her arms. She still managed to move with him holding her.

'I was wrong. She's scarier!'

The Bats quickly rounded everyone up as the rest of the Justice League avoided Ladybug, now turned Cat. She was hissing and clawing, trying to get away from Superboy. He had scratches on him from holding her back and was bleeding. Superman quickly rushed over and knocked her out. Superboy huffed and handed her over to Batman.

"Your son's girlfriend is just as deadly as he is." he huffed.

Plagg released himself from the ring.

"Do you have any cheese?" he questioned.

"What?" replied Superman.

"Another alien?" asked Green Lantern.

"Rude." Plagg answered, "I am the God of Destruction."

"Yep. That fits the bill." Red Hood responded, "Demon Spawn dating a person of destruction."

"Oh, you have it all wrong." Plagg declared "She only used me because she was pissed and you should be grateful, she did."

"She killed ten people." Batman spoke.

The kwami shrugged, "Could have been worse."

"How?" asked Nightwing.

"She could have been weilding her usual, my other half: Tikki, the Goddess of Creation. She created the universe." Plagg explained, enthusiastically, "When she gets pissed, she creates weapons of mass destruction. Instead of ten people, it could have been half the planet."

All the heroes looked at Marinette unconscious in Batman's arms.

"Who's the bad one now?" Plagg smirked, "At least she didn't used Kalki. Could have just teleported them over a volcano or a pit of death."

"So, do you have cheese?" Plagg asked again.

Jon was quick to warn the medical team about Damian's injuries and the extent of them, as he was placed on a stretcher.

"Ah, Loverboy." Plagg declared.

The Kwami of Destruction tapped on the downed Robin and let the green aura wash over him.

"Is that-?" Tim shouted.

"My magic." Plagg stated, absorbing it, "Seems he has a lot of it in him. Not as goo as cheese, but it helps. I'll talk to the bug and she can give my ring to him, for awhile. I should be able to absorb the rest. Same with Helmet Head."

"Really?" questioned Red Hood."

Plagg nodded, "Yep."

"Are you perhaps talking about the Lazarus Pits magic?" Batman asked.

"I don’t know what you people call it now, but that is our magic." Plagg explained, "Someone wished for it so we made it. It's why she works so hard to makes sure it doesn’t happen."

Red Hood shook his head, "They're a perfect match."

"Huh?" asked Wonder Woman.

"Demon Spawn and his 'Angel'. We all know if Batsy, here, wasn't around, he'd be leaving Gotham painted red. Hid girlfriend is the same way, if he gets hurt. You can't honestly tell me if she got hurt, he'd go back to being an assassin." he explained.

The Justice League loked between the unconcious couple.

"I say it's Batman's problem, now." Green Lantern stated, "His kid and future daughter-in-law."

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[lovelywetdreamer]

Could you write Smut headcanons with Dick Grayson please? 🤗

💜🌸~Dicky Smut Headcanons~🌸💜

This just my personal headcanon but I completely believe Dick is the kinkiest and rougher lover in bed than Jason Todd. I might be doing Jason Todd soon as a soft lover.

Dick could eat you out for hours. Like his mission in life is your kitty being the only thing is taste buds remember.

Dick is down for risky sex like having you sucking him off as one of his hand is rubbing you through your soaked panties. His other hand is on the steering wheel of the batmoble. Bruce was going to kill him.

He is a genius of degrading and praising. He will never degrade you too much because he wouldn't be able to sleep knowing he hurt your feelings.

His favorite pet names for you are babygirl, princess, and dove.

He will buys a cat, so people will think the cat is leaving scratches on his back. In reality, it you who is leaving scratches on his back.

He loves slapping your ass till it turns red. To be honest nothing turns him on more than seeing your kitty is leaking on his bedsheets. You are just a kinky mess like him.

He loves slamming his dick in and out as he talking to Bruce on the phone. Bruce doesn't know his precious son is fucking his girlfriend to the bed.

Dick love cockwarming. He just want to be closes to as humanely possible. You are his safeplace.

He will beggs you to ride his face. His nose is press to clit while his tongue is thrusting in and out creamy slutty hole.

Your back is on Jason Todd's bed and your legs are on Dick's shoulder. His thrusts are so deep and rough as he stare with such lovely eyes.

He love doing role-playing with you. Like you are the villian and he have to fuck you to be good. Your beautiful face is shoves into a pillow as he rutting himself in you.

Dick will punished you if get himself almost killed trying to protect him. His tip will be rubbing against your neglected clit as he fucking between your thighs. "Reckless girl don't deserves to be my fucktoy for today."

He cannot controls his moans for nothing. Alfred have to provide noise canceling earbuds for everyone in the massion. Dick can't stop but moans out your name so loud and porn graphics.

Dick doesn't mind being your sub. He actually love when you take control.

Dick is the sluttiest robin of them all and does not care.

#dick grayson x female!reader #dick grayson smut #dc #batman #dick grayson x reader #dick grayson x female reader smut #dc smut #smut headcanons #dick grayson smut headcanons #nightwing smut #nightwing #answer #request

[azulashengrottospiano]

familiar soul

Genre/Tropes: Reincarnated lover with memory loss. Falling in love all over again!

Summary: in the past Lilia and mc are lover Lilia want to take her hand in marriage but unfortunately because of war mc died protecting him. Lilia regret and he live in sorrow even though he covered it up since he doesn't want to worry his son until the day when he saw mc show up in front of mirror with Grim in Crowley hand and he knew that she is his past lover and this is her new reincarnation so he decide to pursue her again and this time he won't let her go again. Mc doesn't remember her past lived but whenever she saw Lilia she felt like she know him but can't remember.

Author's Comments: GAHHHH I LOVE THE REINCARNATED LOVERS TROPE

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Bodies wriggling on the blood soaked dirt. Fire consuming buildings and the flesh of children. The realization that he couldn’t protect them all, no matter how hard he tried, flashing through his exhausted brain. Focus on the enemy and destroy them. That’s all he had to do. Blurs of fallen soldiers and the loud booms of weaponry firing. Was the person next to him a friend or foe? The stink of blood clogged up his lungs. The adrenaline kept him going, kept him pushing, kept him slashing and fighting deeper into enemy territory.

It kept him til the eventual end of a battle.

The collection of the wounded, the tending of their injuries. The searching for friends and loved ones among the chaos. His certainty that they made it out okay.

The confusion when they weren’t among the wounded.

The adrenaline returning as he rushed out into the battlefield, eyes scanning the piles of bodies frantically.

The burst of white-hot fear in his chest when he saw a familiar arm under an enemy soldier, the limb splattered with blood and unmoving. Subconsciously moving towards the pile, throwing off bodies left and right until he reached them. Their eyes, open. A knife plunged into their chest. Their lips, parted as if seeing the sun for the first time after an endless night.

The war, glorified.

The acceptance centuries later.

The confusion now, as a familiar soul stepped out of a coffin at NRC’s orientation.

Lilia Vanrouge had seen everything. He’d been through so much to get to where he was today, and he was sure nothing else could surprise him. Maybe it was conceited of him to think so, especially when he’d seen your eyes and the secrets they held and thought that he’d seen them before.

He had.

He almost shuddered in his seat as the little cat monster threw a fit, but made no move toward you. There was no telling if you remembered him or not, and he hoped you didn’t.

Days passed by.

It was only when Leona overblotted that he really got a chance to speak with you.

“Prefect?” he placed a hand on your shoulder, tilting his head to get a better look at your face, “May I talk to you for a second?”

“Sure.” you turned around, and his suspicions were confirmed.

Nobody else in the world looked at him like that.

You were indeed them, come back from the dead to grant him peace in this world that moved far too fast.

“I must thank you for getting involved when our Housewarden was in danger. You were very brave.” he said.

Too brave.

“Malleus is precious to Briar Valley as the heir to the throne, and you stepping up to defend him has earned you my gratefulness and deepest respect,”

You got yourself killed last time.

You blinked, a bit surprised at his sudden admission before smiling.

“It’s no problem. You should be thanking Cater though, not me. He’s the one that exhausted himself with this plan. I’m just glad it all worked out.” you laughed.

Laughing in the face of hardship. Never taking credit for your achievements. Always telling Lilia you weren’t as amazing as he thought you were.

It was taking everything in him to prevent him from pulling you into his arms.

“Do...” you snapped him out of his trance, eyes narrowing, “Do I know you from somewhere?”

Lilia couldn’t stop himself from laughing, the sheer joy in knowing that you also held a part of that time in your heart overwhelming him.

“You do.” he smiled, wishing he could reach out and touch you but managing to hold himself back.

“Weird...I don’t remember you at all but I feel like I do.” you sighed, rubbing your temples, “I feel like I know your name, too. Is that weird? I’m sorry if that’s weird.”

“What’s your guess?” he chuckled.

“L...Lily? Lils? Something like that.” you answered, and he couldn’t help but beam at the clear recognition you displayed.

“Lilia. Lilia Vanrouge.” he nodded, offering you his hand, “I’m delighted that you remember. We used to be-”

“Vice Housewarden Vanrouge!” Crowley called out, “We need you to escort Kingscholar to the infirmary!”

“I don’t need to go to the infirmary. I could beat them all right here and now.” Leona grunted, shooting Crowley a glare.

Lilia sighed, patting you on the shoulder.

“I’ll tell you everything later.” he hummed, “There’s one thing you should know, though. You were important to me a while ago. Now that I have you back, I’m not going to let you go again.”

🦇

That night at Ramshackle, you quickly discovered that you couldn’t sleep. Your tossing and turning almost woke up Grim on multiple occasions, but he was quick to drift off again.

If only you could do that.

Staring at the wall, you couldn’t stop fidgeting and kicking your legs. What did Lilia mean? You two knew each other? You’d never seen him before in your life—and you’d remember someone that eccentric. Except you did remember him. But you didn’t.

Sighing, you flung your legs out of bed and threw the blankets to the side. There was no use in trying to sleep if your mind was all muddled. Sliding your feet into your slippers, you crept down the Ramshackle halls and out into the front lawn. The night air was crisp and cool, a gentle wind pricking your skin with cold air. Ignoring the shiver that wracked your body, you sat down on the front steps and stared up at the sky.

There had to be some sort of truth to the strange student’s words. You didn’t feel like you were meeting a new person entirely—it felt like meeting a friend for the first time in a while.

Friend?

That didn’t sound right.

You frowned, reaching up to rub your temples. Maybe you should wait for him to explain it to you tomorrow when you could ask him your questions yourself-

“I didn’t expect you to be awake.” Lilia hummed, hanging upside down in front of you.

You yelped, jerking backward as he landed gracefully on his feet.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen that expression!” he laughed, sitting down next to you, “Now, I can only imagine you have a lot of questions for me. I’ll try to answer them all. Just let me know if I’m starting to freak you out too much.”

“Um…wow, you just cut to the chase. How did you get out of your dorm this late?” you asked, furrowing your brow “I thought we weren’t supposed to leave.”

“Is anyone going to catch me around Ramshackle?” he shot back, a smug grin on his features, “We’re safe. Don’t worry.”

Well, you couldn’t really argue with that.

“You’re right.” you mumbled, turning your gaze to the ground, “...How do you know who I am?”

“You were from...my past. You’re obviously not the same person, but you’re too alike...” he shrugged, chuckling when you shot him a baffled look, “You two have the same feeling...the same soul. You have the same mannerisms and facial expressions. I would have to be an idiot to forget how you were before.”

“What were we?” you breathed, meeting his gaze once again.

“Isn’t it obvious?” he pursed his lips, tilting his head, “We were in love. You loved me so much you sacrificed your life for me. I thought I’d never see you again.”

“...What?” you shuddered, a jolt of recognition coursing through your veins.

Obviously you died.

You died in the field of battle.

You died in an attempt to stop someone from stabbing Lilia from behind.

He didn’t find you until the battle was over.

There were so many enemies he didn’t even see you fall.

Your body had been trampled, and then buried under enemies and allies alike.

You clutched your knees to your chest, overwhelmed.

Tears leaked from your eyes.

What a horrible thing to remember.

A warm arm wrapped around your shoulders, pulling you into Lilia’s chest. He held you tightly, pulling the shattering pieces of you back together. He rubbed comforting shoulders on your back as flashes of memories overtook you, making your head hurt so badly you thought your skull was caving in.

“I’m so sorry.” he squeezed you tighter, “I’ll never let anything like that happen again. It doesn’t matter if we end up together once again or end up apart, I will always protect you. You have my word.”

“There was so much blood.” you whispered, clinging to his jacket with all your might, “How…? How did we end up fighting? What happened?”

“I was one of the royal guards. I had to. You never should have gotten mixed up in it. You were strong, but if I’d known…if I’d had a little less faith in you…” he laughed, the sound more bitter than it was before, “You were just too strong. I thought you were ready. I’m so sorry for letting you go out there.”

“It wasn’t your fault.” you sniffled, pulling away from him, “I don’t blame you, so don’t blame yourself.”

“You’re a saint.” he said, shaking his head, “But no. I can’t accept your forgiveness. I should have been more aware.”

“But I’m here now, aren’t I?” you tried to smile, shaking away the thoughts from your head, “I…don’t want to think about dying anymore. It’s…strange. Almost paradoxical. It makes me feel everything I felt before I passed and I’m not sure why but it’s a horrific feeling.”

“You’re dealing with it well. You’re just as strong as I remember.” Lilia said, lacing your fingers together.

“Well…I’ve gotten used to strange things happening. I kinda don’t…care as much anymore.” you shrugged, “It’s not like I’m chill with me dying, but I’ve gotten quick at coping with things.”

“You shouldn’t have to be.”

“But I am.”

“But you shouldn’t have to be. I spent centuries mourning you after you passed.”

You flinched, and he winced.

“Sorry. No talking about your death.”

“It’s fine. I…I know we’re connected somehow, and maybe you’re the entire reason I was brought here in the first place, but…” you bit your bottom lip thoughtfully, “I don’t want to just go back to how things were back then, you know? I mean, I remember you, but I’ve mostly forgotten.”

“Don’t worry. I know.” he let go of your hand, turning his gaze back towards the starry sky, “I’m going to let you get to know me again. I’m going to help you through however many headaches and emotional breakdowns you get from remembering. You’re never under an obligation to spend time with me or feel the same way you did centuries ago. I’m content knowing that you’re safe, and if your fate in this life is finding someone else then I’ll live with that. But please, whatever you do, just let me protect you.”

“Of course.” you answered immediately, confident in your response, “I don’t know you at all, but something inside me knows I can trust you.”

He grinned, locking eyes with you again.

“And that’s all I need.”

#auburn's fics <3 #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #lilia vanrouge x reader #lilia x reader #disney twst x reader #diasomnia #reincarnation trope ftw

[mathanlin]

Witch AU where village kid catshifter!Tommy starts developing magic.

It’s terrifying, sure. But he’s friends with the SBI coven, and they’ll surely take him in — though they don’t know he’s a shifter, they’re still kind.

So Tommy’s stunned when Phil flat-out rejects him.

“They’ll notice if a kid goes missing.”

*Not me,* Tommy almost says. That’s part of the problem. He’s barely able to stay in the village now — let alone if they discover he’s a witch.

But he still can’t bear to tell Phil, with his new magic so weak it’s only a liability.

“Phil, I can’t— I need a place to stay,” Tommy says, bordering on fearful frustration. “I wouldn’t ask if we weren’t— friends.”

*I thought we were,* he thinks. After all the times he’d played with the twins as a kid, Phil smiling & watching over them. 

He must've been wrong.

“No, Tommy.” Phil’s voice is soaked with frustration, too. “I can’t take care of you. Not if—”

He cuts off. Tommy still hears it.

*Not if it endangers my real sons.”

And, filled with a broken rage, Tommy snaps. 

“If you send me back, I’ll tell them where you live.”

It’s an empty threat. 

That must be clear, with how Tommy’s shaking, on the verge of tears. But he must’ve underestimated how much Phil loves his sons.

And how much he *doesn’t* love Tommy.

Because, voice humming with magic, Phil utters, “You won’t say *anything.*”

Tommy opens his mouth. 

To apologize, to beg, to tell Phil the truth. *I love you. You make me feel safe.* 

But of course, nothing comes out. 

Just like Phil wanted.

The worst part is, there’s only relief in Phil’s expression. No regret.

Not until Tommy stumbles back, shaking as he tries to form apology after apology, clutching uselessly at his throat. 

And even then, there’s only regret in Phil’s expression when Tommy turns and bolts.

(“He’ll be safe.”

That’s how Phil consoles his sons, comforting them with the idea of Tommy back at the village, warm, fed, and protected.

They don’t notice the cat huddled beside their house, pressed desperately against the wall.

Not until it sits silently on their doorstep.

And Tommy… Tommy’s okay with this.

At least he’s with them. Even if he can’t speak, can’t risk shifting back, can’t even purr when they hold him close — closer than they ever did when he was a filthy, skinny kid. Even if he’s still terrified of Phil.

It’s still worth it.)

.

.

.

It’s… not that hard for Phil to find out.

How that tiny, scrawny cat only curls up with Techno & Wil. How he hisses at Phil, no sound coming out, trembling violently.

How, when any danger arises, the cat that reminds him far too much of Tommy is willing to die for them.

But there’s still a final straw.

Tommy’s reckless. He’s not a normal cat, sure, but it’s still easy to accidentally knock bottles from counters. But unlike a cat, he doesn’t wait for Techno’s precious work to fall and shatter.

He shifts into a human, barely catching it.

He should’ve been alone.

Should’ve. 

But when he pulls himself back up, bottle in one shaking hand, Phil is staring at him.

“Tommy—”

Tommy runs.

Phil had made it *painfully* clear. 

Tommy’s a danger to his sons. So much of a danger that he’d rather shut Tommy up than risk any chance of hurting them.

And Tommy almost can’t blame him. Because, desperate for a place to live, he goes right back to the village.

But he should’ve known what would happen.

Kids that go missing for months? They don’t come back right. Especially kids like Tommy who were already on thin ice, sneaking into the woods at night where witches lived.

So all Tommy gets is a crossbow bolt right through the shoulder.

He’s done.

There’s no way to survive this. At least he was able to hide from the villagers, the curse keeping every pained cry inside his chest. But now he’s bleeding out on the forest floor. Alone.

But not for long.

“Tommy?”

Techno. Then, Wilbur, falling next to him.

And asking questions he can’t answer. “Oh god, what happened? Where were you? Why— fuck, Techno, why is he— why’s he quiet?”

Funny. If Tommy could speak, he knows what his last words would’ve been. Not an answer.

Just, *I love you.*

But they’re not his last words. He wakes, swaddled in blankets and bandages, back in the cottage he’s wanted to call home for years.

And the first thing he sees is Phil, sitting at his bedside.

“I’m so sorry.”

If Tommy could speak, that would’ve shut him up.

But he can’t speak. And so he thrashes, desperately trying to sit up. To run, maybe? To flee before Phil—  before he— 

And then Techno appears in the doorway, utterly pale.

“Dad, he’s… he’s been cursed.”

Silence.

“Cursed,” Phil repeats slowly. Like— like he’s not the one who did it. 

And that lie just keeps going. As Techno & Wil tend to Tommy’s wounds, gathering ingredients for a spell to heal him.

As they, as a coven, break that curse.

The spell works.

It does. Tommy can feel his voice, tucked back from where it’d been torn out. He can feel the coven’s eyes on him — Techno & Wil’s, hopeful, and Phil’s… unreadable.

So he’s still too terrified to speak. 

“Tommy?” Wilbur leans in, taking Tommy’s hand, on the verge of tears. “Oh, Toms, can you— did it work? Can you—”

“I’m sorry.”

Tommy keeps his eyes on Phil, even as the man… shudders?

“I’m sorry,” he rasps out again, voice choked and ugly as every bit of grief pours out. “I never would’ve— would’ve— told them. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, please, please, I want to stay—”

Phil climbs to his feet, fast — and for once, Tommy can let out a panicked noise.

Even as the man stumbles away, face torn with grief.

And disappears.

(But Techno & Wil stay. 

And in their embraces, Tommy crumbles. Every truth that was locked behind his lips comes rushing out.

*Every* truth. From, “I love you,” to, “It was— it was Phil.”

And Phil… Phil doesn’t know what to do.

But he knows he’s *willing* to do anything. To make up for that horrible, brutal mistake, to take care of the kid he’s always loved like his own — even if it was hard to admit.

And maybe, just maybe, that’ll be enough to atone.)

#mcyt #dsmp #dsmp au #sbi #sbi au #threadfic #tommyinnit #technoblade #wilbur soot #philza

[barely-coherent]

I'm having baby fever so here

OBEY ME BROTHERS AND WHAT SEX THEIR KIDS ARE

(Obligatory sex and gender are not the same thing, okay thanks)

Lucifer

Girl dad 100%

And be would spoil her so much

Are you kidding?

Diavolo would also be obsessed with her

"Lord Diavolo, can I please have my daughter back?"

"But she's so precious!!"

Anyway, she grows up thinking Diavolo is her uncle

Probably calls him "Uncle Dia"

Mammon

First of all, Tumblr give us yellow text, dammit

Also a girl dad

He just screams girl dad to me

He would be the most emotional out of the dads if I'm being honest

He would probably start sobbing on their first day of school

He would almost definitely ask some of his crows to keep an eye on her

Y'know what, she brings one of his crows for show and tell

"This is my dad's bird and he brings me things sometimes."

Leviathan

Boy dad

They play video games together

IM NOT SAYING GIRLS CAN'T PLAY VIDEO GAMES

Levi would absolutely not tolerate any girls going through that "Omg, Jean Kirstein is my son and my husband"

He would immediately be like "Him? Oh my god, disowned."

I'm joking, I love Jean, I just had that phase and I cringe at it

They would do duo cosplays

OH MY GOD FAMILY COSPLAYS

Like Aiz//awa and Shin//sou oh my god

Satan

He could go either way

Actually, he has twins

One girl, one boy

He gave them cat pajamas

He also reads them bedtimes stories

He has like a million books, there's a couple kids books somewhere

If there aren't, it gave him an excuse for more books

Oh my god, he would read while rocking a baby to sleep

Asmodeous

Again, he feels like a girl dad

BUT IF IT WAS A BOY

You know that guy at your school that everyone wanted to date?

Yeah, that's his son

Or like the girl that even the straight girls would entertain the thought of?

You know where this is going

But his daughter would be the cutest little girl, dear lord

"We should do a face mask!"

"Asmo, she's gonna eat the face mask. Kids put everything in their mouths."

He pouts for a bit but it's okay

He loves using the really soft scented baby lotion and shampoo

He's obsessed with how soft their skin is

Beelzebub

Girl dad

AND IM SAYING THIS FOR MY PLUS SIZE BADDIES

HE WOULD NOT CARE

Like his daughter comes home all sad

"What's wrong?"

"These girls were calling me fat"

The next day and like

"Those girls apologized!"

"How strange!"

Please tell him to stop threatening children

Belphegor

He doesn't really strike me as either...

So either, just like Satan

But they would nap together 100%

And he's actually pretty okay

I feel like be would actually be a really good dad

"I had a nightmare"

"Go back to sleep, I'll protect you from nightmares."

And he does!

I feel like he can do like dream magic

Makes sure they only have good dreams

#mine.txt #obey me shall we date #obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me leviathan #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #om #omswd mammon #omswd #obey me swd #om swd #om lucifer #om beelzebub #omswd lucifer #om leviathan #om belphegor #obey me satan #om satan #om shall we date #om asmodeus #obey me asmodeus

[greycaelum]

Hi! Since Sai was an early baby, what if it made her smaller than her pears as a kid? And the other kids make fun of her for that, Sai told what happened to Satoru, he must be so mad!

Kaleidoscope Series—Clouds and Mochi Chapters { Fiesty }

—Gojo Satoru X Wife Reader

𑁍 Synopsis: No daughter of Satoru gets kicked around, not under his and Kouki's watch

𑁍 Genre: family theme, fluff, very mild angst if you squint, comfort

𑁍 CW/TW: (1.7k)— Satoru using his influence, mentions of bullying (please beware), Satoru teaching his daughter to defend herself, sassy Saika, not proofread

𑁍 Grey ✒️☕: Happy Birthday to my sweet Cat~ my munchkin isn't a toddler no more, she's ready to be a big sistahh~✨

At six years old Saika is somehow smaller and thinner than her peers. You and Satoru noticed this and never really minded it since kids don’t necessarily have to be as chubby as the stereotype. There are also kids who are simply slim. And Saika is perfectly healthy on her check-ups and she’s a very active kid. She trains like her brother and even started joining on Kouki’s Brazilian jiu-jitsu classes with Satoru’s active support. It’s simply your baby girl’s body built to be petite.

Perhaps you cannot blame your son being so overprotective with his sister, she is indeed the apple of Kouki’s eyes. So protective and indulgent with her whims. And you don’t want to get started with Satoru. He’s too much! He really needs to learn how to say “no” whenever she asks for something.

“When I first held her in my arms, I knew I would give her anything she wants.” Satoru told you some time ago while you’re talking about the kids. He opened his arms as you climb in the bed and lay on his chest. He kisses your head and drew circles on your shoulder. “She was so tiny, so precious that I could cry just feeling her heartbeat against my skin.” He chuckles with a sigh. It was just few years ago but he cannot help being nostalgic about it.

You know how much he wants a girl. Way back with Kouki, you listen to him betting on it being a girl, and now with Saika you knew he could really be a mushy dad that would spoil his baby girl rotten it’s almost unhealthy.

“You were really scared back then for her, weren’t you?” You nod, remembering how hard it was with Saika. The anxiety of Satoru’s sealing, the constant threat with you and Kouki, and finally the last trigger with the Tachibana clan. Your baby girl was so strong to endure it and come out healthy.

“I thought I wouldn’t fall in love with another girl other than you.” Satoru kissed your temples and cuddled close to your chest. “But when I saw her crying and healthy, I just knew I’d never let her go again.”

You watch your husband turn to a puddle when it comes to his Little Cat. It seems Saika will never grow out of her “princess treatment” from her Papa.

Safe to assume it will never be easy to get away if ever someone tries anything funny with the baby girl of the house. But everything isn’t perfect.

She looks different. Saika knows that. Oftentimes her difference makes her welcomed and sometimes she is shunned. What’s certain is that it makes her standout. Like the time you were called in to dye her hair into black because it’s mandatory for students to have a black hair, the school administration thought Saika has a dyed hair until you presented a medical certificate for it.

And now… her body built…

“You’re so tiny, I could flatten you if I want to!” The bigger boy laughed at Saika who was visibly smaller compared to him.

“Clearly you’re not raised enough to learn the word ‘manner’.” Saika raised her brow and look at the boy up and down. “Unsophisticated urchin.” She smiled sweetly in her siren eyes.

“You! Ugly! Ugly! Ugly!” The boy grew red in anger and spat the disrespectful words.

But it wasn’t long until the bully’s feet left the ground, his collars clutched around his neck as a taller boy easily lifted him off the ground.

“What did you say to my, Sister?” Kouki’s eyes were bloodshot livid. “Which part of you looks handsome enough that you can call my sister ugly? Huh?” Kouki growled with his aura scaring anyone nearby and the boy on his hands struggling close to peeing himself from being swept off the ground in one hand.

Satoru was the first one to hear about this from the bodyguards he stationed to monitor his kids from the shadows. Kouki has a fair share of his squabbles in school so he knows how to handle it. But this is the first time his Cat joined a public school and she’s already bullied.

“Hi Cat! Look Papa got some coupons on that doughnut café you love!” He waved at his Little Princess who just got home from playing with the neighbor’s dog.

“Papa! I’m home!” Saika excitedly clung to his legs with a bright smile.

“Yes, yes, My Little Cat is home, wanna go on a date with Papa?”

She nodded and ran upstairs to change and ran back down in her pretty pastel blue dress and silver doll shoes, ready to go.

“Up, up you go.” Satoru scoop her into his arms, easily scooping the six-year-old into his arms and went out. Saika wraps her arms around her Papa’s neck and talked animatedly in their walk and Satoru replied back with the same enthusiasm. She is his princess, and making her happy is natural for him to do.

“So… are you having fun in school? Anyone giving you a hard time? Oh! Perhaps you have a crush?” Satoru slowly thread in the question, not making his intention obvious.

Saika pursed her lips and huffed.

“Someone called me ugly.”

“Oh… did they now?” Satoru’s face darkened for a bit but tried to hold it together.

“I called him, “unsophisticated urchin” and he turned red.” Saika made a cold face and laughed.

“Didn’t you feel hurt? My poor Cat, if I were you, you should’ve kick him where the sun doesn’t shine.” Satoru couldn’t hold back being pissed enough. “You should’ve do that technique I taught you!”

But Saika shook her head.

“Mama said I don’t have to always fight back physically. Mama said, I should do it with elegance and stay pretty because that’s the best payback to haters.” Saika made a finger heart and giggled. “Him calling me ugly, doesn’t make me less pretty, right Papa?”

Instantly, Satoru’s irritation melted and chuckled, kissing his daughter’s forehead.

“Of course, my Cat is so pretty she’s the apple of my eyes.” She really takes after you… Satoru smiled at the memories of your sass and brattiness. “But Cat, if someone is really giving you a hard time, it’s not bad to ask for help or make them taste their medicine. Got it?”

Saika thought for a second and hummed to herself.

“What if I hurt them badly? That’s not good Papa.”

“Well sweetheart, I’m not saying we hurt them badly…” Satoru thought for a second of an analogy easier for a six years old to understand. “Remember when we trained and I landed a punch so close to Kiku-nii’s face that it blew his hair back?”

Saika nodded. “But your punch didn’t landed Papa…”

“Mnnn, but what did Kiku-nii say after that?”

Saika thought again… “That he thought he would fly across the room from the punch.” Saika laughed remembering her brother’s surprised look and the well-controlled punch. “So I just have to scare them?”

Satoru smirked, his Cat finally getting his point.

“Scaring is another word. It’s more like a ‘warning’. You have to show them they cannot just beat you around, and you’re strong enough to defend yourself. Got it?”

“Got it Papa!”

“Good girl, no daughter of mine gets kicked around. My Princess can defend herself, right?”

“Right!”

The next week, you look at the letter you just received from the school and looked at your husband who was grinning ear-to-ear.

“Atta girl! That’s my baby girl.”

Kouki looked at you and shrugged, totally siding with his Papa. Saika laughed nervously.

“I didn’t kick him Mama, I made sure my roundhouse kick pass cleanly his nose without touching him.

“Very good! You were listening well in our training Cat! I should give you a badge. My baby girl is so well-trained. By who? By me!” Satoru laughed, slapping the table with great joy.

“Sai… What did I say about elegance and sophistication?”

“I tried but he didn’t listened. I don’t wanna be pushed around.” Saika shrugged. “I won’t do it if they didn’t hurt me first.”

“Yes, I know sweetheart, I don’t want you to be bullied too. But the next time, you should go to the teacher first, okay?” Y/n opened her arms for Saika. “I’m not condoning violent actions, but that was brave of you to defend yourself from bullies. But again, no violent actions is considered a good action, do you understand me dear?”

“Yes, Mama. I won’t hurt anyone for no valid reason.” Saika nodded, and hug her Mama back.

The next day you arrived in the disciplinary office, ready to defend your daughter but the officer told you there was no need, the principal explained to you the matter was cleared up. The boy who bullied Saika was also suspended and their family would like to apologize for their son’s ill-mannered behavior.

Satoru on the other hand, fiddled with the camera in his hold. Posting guards around his kids is a good investment he made. It made the ‘cleaning up’ easier with the evidences in his hand. Satoru ruffled his first-born’s hair. You don’t have to know what methods they used in this situation and how they handled the ‘left-overs’. No one is allowed to bully their Little Cat or make the First Lady of the house stressed.

“Mama won’t be suspicious why those parents got off their high horses, right Papa?” Kouki smoothed his long arctic mane and tied it back to a neat ponytail.

“Hmmm, who knows? Oh well, wanna go grab some milkshake Kikufuku? There’s a good café nearby…” Satoru listed the new desserts he found, seeing his son lit up at the sound of sweets remembering to take-out some for you and his sister.

He just knew the two of them will keep their Little Cat and you happy and protected.

—GreyCaelum

PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME

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[misc-obeyme]

🪱

Long time no talk hello cc i had a shower thought.

If for some dumb reason if cerberus were to bite mc i made a list of most violent reactions to least violent i wanna know if you agree

Lucifer

Diavolo

Barbatos

Satan

Levi

Beel

Belphie

Mammon

Solomon

Asmo

Simone

Luke

Do you agree??? If no whats your list???

Ohhh hello 🪱 anon!

What an interesting scenario. I can't imagine Cerberus actually ever biting MC... just because I'm more inclined to imagine Cerberus loving MC as much everyone else does lol.

My list kinda depends on the definition of violent. Would they have a big reaction or would they straight up go Cruella De Vil and turn Cerbie into a coat?

I'm kinda back and forth about Lucifer. I'm pretty sure Lucifer loves Cerberus, but he also loves MC. And I don't think Lucifer would react very well to his dog doing something like that. You know, like he probably trained Cerberus himself. So I do think he'd be pissed at any rate.

I see Diavolo just getting MC out of there and keeping them at the castle for a while. I think he'd be like hey Lucifer take care of your dog and leave things to Lucifer for that part of it. He's gonna keep MC with him until they're fully healed.

Barbatos would be able to subdue Cerberus with a look, I'm fairly certain. He'd be angry, but I don't think he'd lose his cool enough to do anything other than nurse MC back to health. I see him also sorta leaving the Cerberus side of things to Luci.

I'm not so sure about Satan. He's a little more uhhhh well violent in general lol. Because I could totally see him getting pissed about this, too, but like he's more prone to losing his shit. Even still I think his priority would be MC.

I think Levi would be farther down on the list 'cause he does not strike me as the kinda demon to stand up to big scary three headed dogs. He'd be upset about the situation, no doubt, but I think he'd be too busy flailing over MC to do much. He might do that thing where he snaps and summons Lotan, though. In which case everybody's just gonna hafta go for a swim.

Beel is tricky because I don't see him as violent. To me he's such a big sweetheart, I see him doing something more like getting in the way and ending up getting bitten himself in an attempt to protect MC. Carries MC to safety as fast as he can.

Belphie... well... man I dunno. He can't exactly choke out a dog, can he? He's violent but in a quieter way than I think would be needed for something Cerbie's size lol. I think he'd be more likely to distract Cerberus with something so he can get MC outta there.

Mammon is known for being a bit of a scaredy cat, but I think it's more about horror than big dogs. That being said, he's also known for running fast, so I think he's in a good spot on the list. He'd just pick up MC and book it out of there. Yell at Lucifer about his dog later.

Solomon is interesting because I really think the "violence" definition comes into play here. Violent as in "dramatic reaction?" Put my man at the top of the list. Violent as in "physically attack?" No, he's about right where he is. Solomon would be extremely upset about this situation, but he'd take care of it with magic.

I think Asmo would use his charm on Cerbie. It obviously works on animals, so that'd be easy enough. Charms the heck out of Luci's dog so he can remove MC from the situation. And I see him being calm about it, too, just taking care of things because MC's safety is on the line and he's not messing around with that.

For some reason, I have this vision of Simeon calming the raging beast with a gentle touch lol. Is it because he's an angel or is it just because he's beautiful? Perhaps both. Either way, he's probably in the right spot.

Luke, my darling precious son, I hate to say it but I'm pretty sure he'd get eaten. I think he'd try to protect MC and stand between them and Cerberus. But he's probably just the right size to be gulped down in a single bite.

Oops this got a little lengthy lol. Anyway, those are just my general thoughts on it! But man, I kinda feel bad for Cerberus in this scenario because you know nobody is gonna be okay with him biting MC.

#I think the list is mostly accurate #maybe move Levi down #and move Satan up #obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me mc #okay I'm not gonna tag every character lol sorry I'm too lazy tonight #obey me cerberus #obey me lucifer #because he seems most relevant #🪱 anon #misc answers

[lappel-du-vide83]

Trash of the count's family has been living rent free in my head for the past month so here have me LOSING MY MIND OVER HIM <3

Warning this is quite long and has swears and only starts at around chapter 300

See if you can guess what was happening ;)

Tcf rants

Chap 355 ERUHABEN PROTECTING CALE AND RAON I AM FOAMING AT THE MOUTH

352 why do I have no money? JSOWPWHEJEN PEPEFUCK YOUFUCKYOUFYUCKYOUm

And omg eruhaben picked him up LIKE A WET CAT WJWIOWQP

Like some point of record introduction is where the video call unbutton happens way before 350 why did I have to find calberu so late

OMG krs life is so sad " you were meant to die" 394

424 He and I are happy as well gahhhhhh cale crying stop QnQ

When you try to pay attention to the villains monologue but the voices in your head won't shut up 446

464  piggyback super funny bro gets carried like a haystack

485 self doubt is a bitch

BUT CALE RESOLVES IT THE VERY NEXT CHAPTER OMFG THAT WAS SO UGHHHHH <33333

THE BAIT IN THE NEXT CHAPTER AHHHH THERE'S NO SERVICE HERE

BRO that one chapter pls just LET HIM Cook

OMG "Please. Hyung-nim. I trust my smart hyung-nim.’

What in the goofy fuck is this arc (naru von ellejan)

543 was kinda cute dkwhy

582 The FEELS OMG LSH AND CALE HUG WJSIWPWPQLLQ

595 cale? Sparring? Training his physical body?? Impossible

601 BDAY CHAPTER YAYAAYy ALSO CALE HON NO STOP HURTING

602 ."God. You must have seen me die today." Holy fucking shit my dudes

"Cale had started at some point to caress Alberu’s mane whenever he had the time." kuxiydsljxkysiysitzjgzkyxou pls and thank you

Ws needs to STOP

605 ‘Even though he tells us to live, why?! Why?! Why does he push himself overboard each and every time?!’ WHY IS HE SO TRAGIC also choi han almost screaming cale instead of roksoo

"Choi Jung Soo looked as if he was about to cry as he responded to the weak voice." ubc am shakibg

Taerang is so funny omg

609 RAON IS JUST LIKE HIS DAD

612 ALBERU GOT A GUN

Let me see what you have

A gun

NO

613 "brightly as young Cale used to smile." awwwww

622 HIM SMILING BRIGHTLY OMGOMGOMG

623 "The Henituse household’s number one priority during that battle was-

‘To make sure that Cale survives.’" :OOOOOOOOO

The misunderstandings lmfaooo

626 ON AND HONG PART OF THE MOLAN HOUSEHOLD

LMFAO FREDO CALLING CALE SON AND THEN BASEN LILY AND VIOLAN LOSING IT

628 did not know duke deruth was chill like that

Poor guy cale bruh new member to caleism

644 Excuse me noble sacrifice???? Bitch you better not

646 INSTANTTTT

HE BETTER BE FINE "called the beginning and the end of everything." ISTG CALE IF YOU DIE

"Raon swore in the exact same manner as Cale before heading toward the terrace." RAON IS SO CUTE

652 RECONNECTION???? YOOOOO

655 THEY MEET AAGIN

656 STOP THIS HURTS ME BUT OMG OG CALE NOW KRS IS SO SJWOPWW

OMG why are they so wholesome to each other???

His mom bro omfg I am tearing

669 damn he's cold. But ig it's war bruh you gotta cold through the mess

670 just stab yourself they said. It'll be easy they said. BRO WHAKANDA REQUIREMENT IS THAT

671 AHH ANCIENT POWERS CALLING CALE " our kid"

The absolute disregard “Man, you talk to me so disrespectfully.”

680 THAT IS INSANE NO FUCKING WAY BRO

681 BRO DID HE JUST BITCHSLAP WS HE IS SO COOL THAT WAS EPIC

684 'cales in danger'? YOU FOOLS HE IS THE DANGER

And alberu spinning the gun??? How did he get so cool with it

685 MF JUST SOLOED THE WS THROUGH SHEER BLUFF HE IS SO OP

686 THIS PLACE ABOUTA BLOWW

687?? '“I finally think that my life is a bit precious.” CALE NO

He had an extremely useful worker BAHAHAHA

689 rasheel is so real

683 UPGRDAES PEOPLE UPGRADES

694 ALBERU IS TRULY A SIBLING OF CALE

697 HE DOESN'T EVEN REALISE HOW HYPOCRITICAL HE IS

BRO got a taste of his own medicine sit yo ass down and rest mf

699 OMGOMGOMGOMG

700 wait stop this is kinda sad

702 cale in his insane era

703 yo what is happening

705 foolishly thought there'll be angst but look at that potential

Alberu the og glib tongue

715 the sealed god better fucking stop before I beat yo ass

717 that gave me chills for some reason

720 shit not even cale is safe from the abusive childhood tragedy

BRO imma beat the ws up his stupid curse affecting krs

Also the plot thickens

723 clopeh is crazy in the best way

736 this entire arc bro cale is causing so much chaos

WTF why is krs life so sad bro

737 THE PLOT THICKENS

I love this arc wait they're supporting each other so much its so adorable

740 MF CLOPEH IS SPEEDRUNNING THIS THING LET'S GOOO

752 HE HIT HIM WITH A ROCK STOP

756 WHAT IS GOING ON????

759 AND HE STABS THIS MADLAD

760 CALE IS GONNA LIVE LOONG

And omg reactions!!

766 CALE FINALLY GETS IT

Karma bro

Sidestory 2-1 OG CALE FULL OF CLASS????

2-2 istg ogcale and krs ARE THE EXACT SAME PEOPLE "FLIP EVERYTHING OVER"????

2-3 HAHAHA I GONNA QUIT BEING THE MOST USED THREAT IS HILARIOUS

2.3 raon: can I be nice

Cale : no

WHY he so ruthless

BRO I just realised that this man has not sat down wtf he just finished fighting the sealed god let him REST

2. 4 "No matter what happened, the Crown Prince’s biggest ally was the Duke’s House of Henituse which had his sworn brother and his sword art instructor." GUYS

Ahh he was so sweet to the kid

2. 5 LET'S GOO MEET UP

2.14 wow that's insanely convenient that you need exactly 3 more assistants

2. 15 LET'S GOO MARY

RAON MADE HENI FROM HENITUSE STFU

2. 23 Mary tryna copy cale and alberu is so cute

2.23 WHY IS HE HURT????

2. 40 "The rejuvenated ancient Dragon smiled a lot more these days." AWWW GOLDIE GRAMPS

Also omfg cale stronk

2.41 so wait fire of destruction did become a god? How else does he know about super rock

2.49 AHAHAHA CHOI HAN GETTING CALE THE FUCKING PILLAR

2.55 damn our cale is strong

2.58 cale proving that once again, he is the scammer

2.59 nah bro this shit too goofy they're just waiting for him to faint

2.64 can we appreciate how fast choi han and sui khan protected cale like omg

2.65 GoD is so real bro is funny af

2.68 caleism ftw

2.70 LMFAO what does alberu want??

2.71 "I’ll give you the title of Minister of Finance. Will you do it?”" BRO IS ON HIS LAST STARW

2.72 BRO THE DYNAMIC HERE IS MWUAH AND EXCUSE ME?? ALBERU IS STILL HURT?? I WILL FIGHT SOMEONE

ALSO CALE NOT RESTING AND IMMEDIATELY GETTING AN INVITE IS RIDICULOUS

2.76 cale is too nice omg

2.79" H, human! I figured it out now! Clopeh has gone so crazy that he’s gone full circle and looks calm!" I FUCKING LOVE CLOPEH THIS CRAZY BASTARD

The foreshadowing here is nuts my dude

2.81 HELP ALBERU

ALSO THE FORESHADOWING IF HE GETS HURT ISTG

ALSO WHY IS ONLY MY MAN SEALED??

2.85 GAE-IL LMAFAOOOO

2.93 TOONKA REALLY WAS ABOUT TO THROW A CHAIR

2.96" up.? Who is above me" OMFG HELL YEAH

2.101 aww choi han and raon supporting him

2.104 AT THIS RATE HE WILL FAINT STOP IT

2.106 LMFAO THE CHOIS ARE SO AWKWARD

2.107 Jakqpqpq Ron using sneak attack to make cale rest

2.110 lmfao choi han is the best at knocking people unconscious

2.113  cale is coughing too much blood bro I know it doesn't hurt but godamn

2.116 I love dominating aura so much

2.119 I DIDNT KNOW I NEEDED CHOI HAN AND BEACROX SO MUCH

2.120 omg toonka found his bff

Tbc

In conclusion I love this story and everyone in it pls and thank you

#rants #tcf #trash of the count's family #lcf spoilers #lout of the count’s family #thoughts #losing my mind

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... Daella had been next in line, but the tearful princess presented an entirely different sort of problem. “My little flower,” was how the queen described her. Like Alysanne herself, Daella was small—on her toes, she stood five feet two inches—and there was a childish aspect to her that led everyone who met her to think she was younger than her age. Unlike Alysanne, she was delicate as well, in ways the queen had never been. Her mother had been fearless; Daella always seemed to be afraid. She had a kitten that she loved until he scratched her; then she would not go near a cat. The dragons terrified her, even Silverwing. The mildest scolding would reduce her to tears. Once, in the halls of the Red Keep, Daella had encountered a prince from the Summer Isles in his feathered cloak, and squealed in terror. His black skin had made her take him for a demon.

Cruel though her brother Vaegon’s words had been, there was some truth to them. Daella was not clever, even her septa had to admit. She learned to read after a fashion, but haltingly, and without full comprehension. She could not seem to commit even the simplest prayers to memory. She had a sweet voice, but was afraid to sing; she always got the words wrong. She loved flowers, but was frightened of gardens; a bee had almost stung her once.

Jaehaerys, even more than Alysanne, despaired of her. “She will not even speak to a boy. How is she to marry? We could entrust her to the Faith, but she does not know her prayers, and her septa says that she cries when asked to read aloud from The Seven-Pointed Star.” The queen always rose to her defense. “Daella is sweet and kind and gentle. She has such a tender heart. Give me time, and I will find a lord to cherish her. Not every Targaryen needs to wield a sword and ride a dragon.”

...

At fourteen, she kept company with Denys Swann, Simon Staunton, Gerold Templeton, and Ellard Crane, all promising squires of her own age, but Staunton tried to make her drink wine and Crane kissed her on the lips without her leave, reducing her to tears. By year’s end Daella had decided she hated all of them.

At fifteen, her mother took her across the riverlands to Raventree (in a wheelhouse, as Daella was afraid of horses) ... It all fell to pieces when Daella learned that the Blackwoods kept the old gods, and she would be expected to say her vows before a weirwood. “They don’t believe in the gods,” she told her mother, horrified. “I’d go to hell.”

...

Lord Rodrik, true to his word, was a kind and caring husband who never failed to pamper and protect the bride he called “my precious princess.” Such letters as Daella sent her mother (letters largely written for her by Lord Rodrik’s younger daughter, Amanda) spoke glowingly of how happy she was, how beautiful the Vale, how much she loved her lord’s sweet sons, how everyone in the Eyrie was so kind to her.

...Daella was not doing near as well. After a year and a half of marriage, a different sort of message arrived at the Red Keep by raven. It was very short, and written in Daella’s own uncertain hand. “I am with child,” it said. “Mother, please come. I am frightened.”

Queen Alysanne was frightened too, once she read those words. She mounted Silverwing within days and flew swiftly to the Vale ... three moons before Daella was due to give birth.

Though the princess professed delight that her mother had come, and apologized for sending her such a “silly” letter, her fear was palpable. She burst into tears for the slightest reason, and sometimes for no reason at all, Lord Rodrik said. His daughter Elys was dismissive, telling Her Grace, “You would think she was the first woman ever to have a baby,” but Alysanne was concerned. Daella was so delicate, and she was carrying very heavy. “She is such a small girl for such a big belly,” she wrote the king. “I would be frightened too, if I were her.”

Queen Alysanne stayed beside the princess for the rest of her confinement, sitting by her bedside, reading her to sleep at night, and comforting her fears. “It will be fine,” she told her daughter, half a hundred times. “She will be a girl, wait and see. A daughter. I know it. Everything will be fine.”

She was half right. Aemma Arryn, the daughter of Lord Rodrik and Princess Daella, came into the world a fortnight early, after a long and troubled labor. “It hurts,” the princess screamed through half the night. “It hurts so much.” But it is said she smiled when her daughter was laid against her breast.

Everything was far from fine, however. Childbed fever set in soon after birth. Though Princess Daella desperately wished to nurse her child, she had no milk, and a wet nurse was sent for. As her fever rose, the maester decreed that she might not even hold her babe, which set the princess to weeping. She wept until she fell asleep, but in her sleep she kicked wildly and tossed and turned, her fever rising ever higher. By morning she was gone. She was eighteen years of age.

...

... Alysanne Targaryen, in her grief, blamed herself and Lord Arryn and the Eyrie’s maester for their parts in her daughter’s demise…but most of all, she blamed Jaehaerys. If he had not insisted that Daella wed, that she pick someone before year’s end…what harm would it have done for her to stay a little girl for another year or two or ten? “She was not old enough or strong enough to bear a child,” she told His Grace back at King’s Landing. “We ought never have pushed her into marriage.”

It is not recorded how the king replied.

Fire and Blood (George R. R. Martin)

Jaehaerys’ guide on:

How to get rid of that one obviously retarded child in no steps, because you only have to give an order and your wife will have to do the rest.

Can’t wait for him to wed her only child at eleven!

#ASoIaF #Fire & Blood #valyrianscrolls #ch: The Long Reign Jaehaerys and Alysanne: Policy Progeny and Pain #Daella Targaryen #Alysanne Targaryen #Jaehaerys I Targaryen #Rodrik Arryn #Aemma Arryn #V #books #quotes #GRRM

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Nomination Overview - Kidfic

We have a real love-it-or-hate-it one here today. Kidfic! Whether this means the characters when they were kids, de-aging, characters as parents, or new fan kids, here's a type of fic that shows up on people's likes list about as often as it shows up on DNWs. Let take a look at what's been nominated.

Title: Risk! Risk! Risk! Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50843518 Fandom: QSMP Author: WhyB Relationships: Jaiden Animations & Cellbit & Roier, Slimecicle & Jaiden Animations, Cellbit/Roier, Bobby (QSMP) & Jaiden Animations, Bobby (QSMP) & Jaiden Animations & Roier, Bobby & Richarlyson (QSMP), Bobby (QSMP) & Roier, Jaiden Animations & Roier Characters: Jaiden Animations, Roier (Video Blogging RPF), Cellbit, Bobby (QSMP)  Length of the work: 6441 words Genre: AU, Domestic/Slice-of-life, Fluff, Family, Hurt/Comfort, Kidfic, Modern AU Type: Fic Summary: Jaiden and Roier are parenting Bobby in a new town they've moved to. Apparently the only way to meet people your age is through the school's PTA meetings. Cellbit is more than willing to smooth them through the process.

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Title: Flocks & Pyres Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/3211260 Fandom: 3rd Life SMP Author: TinksElixirs Relationships: Jimmy | Solidarity/TangoTek  Characters: Solidarity, Tango Length of the work: 32,024 words (incomplete fic) Genre: Canon-Divergent, Drama, Family, Found Family, Kidfic Type: Fic Summary: This is the AU that was created because I saw the "Rancher's Revenge is Jimmy and Tango's child" trope and went even further down the rabbit hole...by giving them an egg to protect. It's the baby fic (and pre-baby fic) I never expected to write, but I'm having an absolutely BLAST with it anyway!

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Title: With The Venom In My Mouth Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/46449652 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: antimony_medusa Relationships: Philza & Technoblade (DSMP) Characters: Philza, Technoblade Length of the work: 13,643 words Genre: Action/Adventure, Angst, AU, Friendship, Hurt/Comfort, Time Travel, Kidfic Type: Fic Summary: Phil stayed quiet in the box and looked down to fighters on the sand. A piglin hybrid with a trident batted the sword of a cat hybrid away and knocked her to the ground. She stared up at him, and the piglin looked to a human in finer armour standing to the side. He nodded, and he stepped back, pulling the trident away from the neck of the cat hybrid. In his memory, these had been soldiers he’d asked to see more of, but looking at this with the experience of a lifetime, he could see that there were no avians down on the sand, and most of the fighters were wearing collars. Phil glanced around the room. Awful lot of the non-avians in the box were wearing collars too. He tucked his chin into his chest. So he was a child again, and he was a child in a city that kept slaves. Fuckin’ fantastic. A rabbit hybrid in a red tunic came over with a plate of little snack foods. She offered it to him. “A snack, young master?” She was wearing a collar too. He did not feel like food. “No, thanks,” Phil said, shaking his head without emerging from his huddle. Or: Philza gets sent back to his childhood and finds it's fucked up. What could make this worse? Oh, oh finding that Techno is in danger, that's just great.

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Title: Its Free Son Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/30819416 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: SilverWing15 Relationships: Philza & Technoblade (DSMP) Characters: Philza, Technoblade Length of the work: 3,522 words Genre: AU, Friendship, Found Family, Kidfic Type: Fic Summary: He comes from the realm of the dead. Through the doorway that stands alone on the far off hill. He walks across the Soul Sand desert as though it does not tug at the essence of himself. He wears sacred gold and carries weapons of precious netherite. He is a god, and they have been his favored people for as long as anyone can remember. He comes to their village and trades sacred gold for their potions and eyes of ender. The Blood God walks among them, and they are honored. They have always traded fairly with the Blood God. Sacred gold for offerings of pearls potions and other difficult to acquire things. But this time the Blood God granted them his favor, this time he turned aside their enemies with his open hand and took nothing in return. It is not done to simply take from the gods. The debt must always be repaid. He has saved their lives, they must offer him a life in return. And their eyes fall on him. Technoblade is not a coward. He has faced the enemy in battle, he has seen the Blood God in all his wrathful glory. But he doesn’t want to die.

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Title: Scarecrow AU (When The Sunlight Dies) Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/2556517 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: personalized_radio, bramble_patch (Marianne_Dashwood) Relationships: Dream/GeorgeNotFound, Quackity/Karl Jacobs/Sapnap, Quackity/Jschlatt Characters: Karl Jacobs, Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF), Alexis | Quackity, Jschlatt (Video Blogging RPF), Wilbur Soot, DreamXD Length of the work: 511,877 words Genre: Action/Adventure, Angst, AU, Dark Fic, Drama, Family, Fantasy AU, Friendship, Found Family, Horror, Hurt/Comfort, Kidfic, Romance, Royalty AU Type: Fic Series Summary: It's been three months since the coup. Three months since Sapnap, a knight, and George, his prince, have been chased out of their home. Three months of being on the run, trying to find a safe way out of Kinoko without being caught by the president's mercenaries or an opportunistic bounty hunter. It's hard, but it would be a lot easier if he didn't have to worry about George's sudden taste for wandering. Or the two guides that have worked their way into his group, promising them a safer way out of the kingdom. And it would be a whole lot easier if Sapnap wasn't flying solo, doing a job made for two. And then there's the Godling to worry about. Yeah. That's a whole thing. (Summary is for "When The Sunlight Dies", the first story in the series)

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#Nomination Overview

[skzava-cado]

Harmonious Destiny

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ genre ➛ fluff, some angst, normal skz talk

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ pairing ➛ bang chan x afab!reader

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ synopsis ➛ being Lee Know’s sister was never easy, especially when you’re in love with his leader, Bang Chan. Becoming fast friends was easy, but will it still be simple when keeping your love from him hidden?

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ warnings ➛ slight angst!! cursing, teasing, slight suggestiveness if you squint, appearances from JYP idols, major fluff, Minho as a brother

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ word count ➛9.1k

(A/n - This is my first story! Took me awhile but here it is. Know, just black is someone one texting but blue is Y/N texting back. If it is bolded, that is someone talking over the phone. Enjoy! Main Masterlist)

Bang Chan. How can a human be so perfect? He is caring, always protecting his members from uncomfortable situations. He’s sweet, always remembering the tiny things about somebody. But he’s so much more than anything that can be explained by words. The only words that come to mind are my Brother’s Best Friend.

I’m irrevocably, and impossibly in love with my brother’s best friend. Ever since my older brother, Lee Know, got invited to join a group, Stray Kids, Bang Chan has become a part of my life.

Every day, he comes pounding at the door loudly complaining if he has to be up to practice that Lee Know should be, too. And every day, like clockwork, I’m the one to open the door, smiling up at the pouting face of Bang Chan.

I don’t know when it started. Me being in love with him. It may have been the way he remembers my favorite drink or reminds me to finish my laundry on top of the dryer. All I know for certain is that every time I see him, my heart beats a little faster, my ears start burning, and my smile never falls. Of course, until today.

It’s like any other day, I wake up at the butt crack of dawn to cut some fruits and blend them in a blender. I made a special blend with watermelon for Lee Know, knowing he’d yell at me for not having strawberries right now. I make an egg sandwich, knowing a certain someone didn’t eat last night and probably stayed up perfecting something that’s already perfect. I sigh, thinking about how lucky I got with the people surrounding me.

“Whatcha thinking about?”

“YAHHH~” I scream, turning around and flinging my shoulder back, prepared to hit someone with my spatula. Realizing it’s Minho, I immediately let out a breath, letting my arm hang down at my side. I close my eyes catching my breath, resting my free hand on my chest. When I calm down, I open my eyes and see he’s trying to hold in his laugh while cuddling Soonie in his chest. “Hey hey hey, no laughing at the victim! How would you like it if I snuck up on you dancing with Soonie and ask what you’re doing huh?!”

Minho let out a gasp, slowly bringing his hand down to pet the said cat in his arms. “Y/Naaah how could you say that about such a precious moment! Shame on you and your family!” he says, giving me the death stare.

“Hey, dumbass, forget that you’re my family?”

“No, but I’d like to forget the fact that you would ever ruin such a beautiful moment with father and son. Which also means I forget you’re my sister,” he huffs, stopping his pets to move the cat headband higher on his forehead.

At this, I can’t help but let out a chuckle, laughing at how ridiculous he looks. “Well genius, if you’re not my brother, I guess I can drink this smoothie by mysel-”

Before I can finish I have a cat over my shoulder and a psycho behind me, gulping down the smoothie faster than you can say “ice cream”. Slowly, putting the cat down, I turn around, raise my hand, and bring down my spatula on the mint-colored t-shirt protecting my brother’s back.

Minho drops his shoulders, puts the drink down, and turns to look at me. “I-,” Before he can even speak I throw the spatula at him and run out of the kitchen, slightly sliding due to the slippers I put on. I hear loud footsteps coming out of the kitchen, causing me to let out a high-pitched laugh. Before I can get far, I feel an object on my back, causing me to slide into the couch. I catch myself before I can fully fall, looking back at my one and only brother laughing against the wall, holding his stomach as his hair falls in front of his eyes. I lightly smile before shaking my head to snap out of it. No way I’m letting him win this time.

I look down at the floor seeing his headband from earlier. Wow, for being such a terrible shot at archery, he did have good aim. Without a moment to spare, I walk to the headband, ready to fight back. Once I get there, I get into my position. One arm back, one finger on the front, close one eye, aim, and fir-

“Hey, my favorite siblings! I thought I’d be nice and-,” The voice quickly drops from an impact on his chest. Horrified, I ran past my brother, lightly pushing him against the wall, and went immediately to apologize.

“Channie, I’m so sorry. I didn’t realize you were right there,” I say, as I quickly pick up the headband and puff out my cheeks to help with the burning I feel.

He chuckles, grabbing one of my hands and rubbing circles on it before putting something in the palm of my hand. “Even if you hit me with a cat, if it comes from you it never hurts.” Once he’s done, he winks at me, making my ears burn remembering the time I actually DID throw a cat at him. “But hey, good morning, I brought something for you guys!”

I look down, examining the object in my hand. It was a ring. It was silver, with little tourmaline birthstones across the sides. I stare at it, not knowing what to say.

“Look, I know it’s not the most amazing thing, but I saw it while walking home last night and I couldn’t help but think about how pretty it would be on you.” I see a slight glint in his eyes, both of anticipation and hopefulness.

I put the ring on my finger, shivering from the cold silver against my skin. I see the gems shimmer, making it all so much harder to keep my tears in. I whisper, “Thank you, so so much”. I go to hug him, wrapping my arms around his waist. He engulfs me in his warm embrace, so close I can hear his heart.

“Ummm, sorry to cut the moment but Lee Know the best sibling is waiting for his gift”. I laugh, pulling back so I can see my brother's face. He looks slightly agitated, squinting his eyes at us. “Now I’d appreciate it if you let go of my sister.”

Chan immediately let's go, putting his right hand in his pocket like he’s grabbing something. With a little hiss, Chan pulls out his hand, showing Minho a bracelet with encrusted words that I couldn’t quite see. Minho, surprised, grabs the bracelet, looks at the words, and lets out a tiny gasp. He looks up, speechless, and hugs Bang Chan.

“Oh my god, thank you so much hyung, this means so much to me”.

I try to see the bracelet, but Minho quickly puts it in his pocket, wiping his tears and putting on his resting bitch face. I stick out my tongue, getting one right back. Right as I was about to speak, I saw a little gray cloud come out of the kitchen. My eyes widened, and I quickly slid past the two men in the kitchen to see what happened.

There, in a tiny flame, was the egg sandwich I just so happened to forget about. I run to the oven, turning it off and slightly fanning the burnt piece of food with my hand. I hear coughing behind me which makes me fan it faster. Once the smoke is mostly clear I pick up the spatula that was laying in the middle of the ground.

I turn around, only to find Chan and Minho standing there, trying to hold back their laughter. I give them a playful glare and shake my head, trying to salvage what’s left of the sandwich.

“Alright, alright, laugh it up,” I say, a smirk forming on my lips. “But just remember, I’m the one who makes your favorite smoothies and cooks for you guys.”

Chan steps forward, his eyes sparkling with amusement. “You’re right, Y/N. We’re fortunate to have you taking care of us.”

Minho nods in agreement, his laughter subsiding. “Yes, you’re so amazing that all you have to do for me is burn down my whole house and everything in it to make me love you,” he rolls his eyes as he backs up almost completely out of the kitchen. “I’m kidding mostly by the way, but seriously you burn my cats I burn your face.”

Chan clears his throat, trying to mask the smile I know he has on. “Well, in that case, I think you better get dressed or I’m leaving your ass here with your sister,” he says, raising an eyebrow up at my brother.

Minho immediately bows, then rises up with his hand on his forehand. “Sir, yes sir.” He walks out of the room, leaving Chan and me in the kitchen alone.

“I’m sorry this morning was a mess. I hit you with a headband, I burned your egg sandwich, then you have to deal with my brother.”

“Hey, shhh, don’t you dare say anything like that,” he grabs my shoulders and starts rubbing his thumbs up and down. “Thank you for thinking of me, it’s really the thought that counts. Your thoughtfulness is enough to keep a starving man going for another day, yeah? So don’t fret. How about I treat us to dinner tonight, just you and I, hmm? Does that sound alright?”

I look up at him, trying to see if he’s joking or not. By the way he’s furrowing his brows, I know he means it. I give a small smile and lightly nod my head. The smile he gives me is enough to make my head spin.

“Alright then, 6:30, sharp, be ready. I’ll pick you up here.”

“Perfect!”

As Chan lets go of my shoulders, he slides his right hand down my left arm, stopping at my hand to twirl the ring he got me around my finger. Right as he stops, Minho comes in.

“Let’s go, I have to get out of here before my hair starts smelling like burnt eggs”.

Chan gives me a small smile and heads toward the door. “Fine then, let’s get you to the car”. Lee Know sighs and claps his hands together as a thank you. Chan turns towards me again as my brother walks out the door, “Don’t forget, I’ll be looking forward to tonight!”

I slightly nod and smile to hide the redness rising up to my cheeks. He walks out the door, gently closing it. I turn to look at the mess I made, letting out a sigh and getting to work to clean it up.

»»------( Time Skip )------»»

After I cleaned my mess, fixed up the house, and went shopping, I got a text from Minho. I open my phone to see what he’s bothering me about, curious as he normally doesn’t text when he’s at practice.

I go into Minho’s room and find the laptop sitting on his desk. I grab it, walking to my room to grab my shoes and a hat to cover my face. Even though I’m not an idol myself, I do get recognized in public for being Lee Know’s sister. I get my shoes on, carrying the laptop and car keys in one hand and a tiny purse in the other.

»»------( Time Skip to JYP Building )------»»

I finally made it to the building, parking my car right outside. I walk up to the front, using the ID badge I have since I’m always here. I say hi to the receptionist and walk to the elevators. I nod at some people I know, quickly chatting on the way up to the dance floor level. As I get there, I bow goodbye and start walking towards the rooms. Now, I don’t know which one they are at, I should have asked. Shoot. I guess I’ll just check the rooms until I find them.

I walk to the first one, nothing but a dark room with a corner light on. Definitely not in here.

I turn around and walk to the one directly across from where I am. There, I found a disturbing sight. JYP dancing to “When We Disco”. I cover my mouth to prevent the puke from coming out. Walking away, I go to the next one. I find Chan there, his back towards me. I go to walk in, thinking this is the dance room they’re in, maybe they’re just on break. I open the door and open my mouth to say hi. I close it as soon as I hear Chan start talking.

“Sana, stop. This isn’t right, I hate that I have to hide this.”

“Chan, it’s okay. We can go in together and tell them if you want to. Your group will respond well, I’m sure. I mean, they kind of already know.” Sana goes to grab Chan’s hand, rubbing smalls circles on his palm just like he did with me this morning,

I try to stay quiet, holding my breath.

“Sana, it's so difficult hiding this. My true feelings. It’s just so exhausting,” Chan says, dropping his head.

Sana grabs his chin and pulls his face close to hers. “I know it’s difficult. Let’s take a minute here and then we can go in and tell them. Together, okay?”

“Together.”

My heart stopped, my eyes started burning, my body started going numb. Is he really with Sana? Before I can overthink too much I close the door and walk to the last room the group would be in. But my mind couldn’t stop racing.

Chan and Sana? Is this real? Are all those rumors true? Wait, if it’s true, why would Chan ask me to dinner? Why wouldn’t he tell me before I completely fell for him?

I didn’t realize I made it to the room until I heard a familiar voice. It seemed so distant as I lifted my head, the body blurry from the tears in my eyes.

“Y/N, hey! Lee Know said you’d be here!” Felix walks up to me, with his smile as bright as ever. I look down, not wanting him to see me like this.

“Umm, hey Felix. Could you hand this to Lee Know? I have some stuff to do right now so, umm, I got to go,” I mumble as I push the laptop into his chest.

“Wha- Y/N? Is everything okay? The guys are actually waiting for you, you know how they get when you’re here,” he lightly breaths out.

“Yea- yeah, I’m fine. Tell them I’m sorry and I’ll come to see them another time. Bye!” Before he could respond I spun around and walked back to the elevators. I hit the button a few times, wanting to get out of there as fast as possible. The more I stay here the more the walls seem to get closer and closer.

The elevator was taking too long so I ended up taking the stairs. I couldn’t have run any faster. I speed-walked past the receptionist, giving a brief bow as I shuffled out of the building's doors.

As soon as I’m outside I take deep breaths, the tears coming in full force. I keep my head down, walking towards my car. As soon as I get in I can’t contain my sobs anymore. All this time, all the teasing and taking care of each other, all the deep conversations and longing looks, everything was just because I was his best friend's sister?

I need to get home. I can’t be near him, I can’t think about him, it hurts too much.

I drive home, wiping my face every few minutes from the non-stop tears. As soon as I’m home I unlock the door and run to my room, crying so hard my ears start ringing. I go to lie down on my bed, settling into the heartbreak that was just bound to come.

»»------( Bang Chan’s POV --- Earlier this morning )------»»

I finally did it. I asked Y/N out! Well, I guess I didn’t fully ask her out on a date, but we’re going out, just the 2 of us! I’m so unbelievably happy, even thinking about her is making me smile like a kid in a candy shop.

As I was waiting for Lee Know to get buckled in my car, I couldn’t stop my heart from beating, anticipating tonight. God, the things this girl does to me. I must have been lost in thought, as I feel a hard shove in my shoulder.

“Hyung, what’s up with you? You’ve been staring at your hands for a good 3 minutes” Lee Know says while side-eyeing me.

I laugh a little, starting the engine and driving away. “It’s nothing, it’s nothing, I’ll tell you later.”

“Well if you say so.”

The whole ride we goof around, teasing each other right up until we get to practice. As we’re setting our stuff up in the studio, I overhear Changbin and Han talking.

“How can you just love anyone? I have to know them before I can actually fall in love,” Han says rather loudly.

“I’m a romantic, if someone likes me and shows as much interest as I do in them, I’m not gonna stop spoiling her until she’s sick of me. Let it be someone I meet today, or in 10 years,” Changbin quickly counters,

“Okay, but you’re going to go into love blindly? Without knowing anything?”

“Yeah, love is love, anyone could love anyone.”

Lee Know butts in, sick of them talking in front of him. “What is up with you guys and love? You should focus more on your dancing than on your non-existent love life.”

“It wouldn’t be non-existent if you just let Y/N date me,” Han counters back, crossing his arms.

“I have said it before, and I will say it again. Y/N is off-limits. You dumbasses can’t be calm for 2 minutes let alone take care of someone like my precious Y/N. I don’t care if she knows you or you know her. That’s a big no. Yes, she can make her own choices, but I’d prefer if she had someone who is stable in life and can make her feel like the princess she is, okay?”

As I listen, I can’t help but feel the drop in my stomach. I’m stable, yes, but I’m busy all the time. How can I make her feel like a princess? She’s the best thing that has happened to me, but how long could that last if we ever dated each other? Tonight I didn’t think about it, I just asked her without thinking. What if I’m not okay? But, worst of all, what if Lee Know doesn’t approve?

Suddenly everything goes cold, so I divert the conversation to starting vocals. “Okay guys, enough with the love advice, let’s get started.”

»»------( Time Skip )------»»

As soon as we’re done in the studio, I tell everyone they can take a break. We all pack into the dance room we’ll be using for practice, setting up before we fully relax for a bit. As we’re unpacking Lee Know loudly groans, catching the attention of the other members.

“What’s wrong hyung?” Hyunjin asks.

“I forgot my computer, the one with the choreography. I need to ask Y/N to get it for me. Dammit.” Lee Know grabs his phone, oblivious to me, whose face immediately turns a shade redder as I think about seeing her again.

I go to excuse myself, wanting to take a moment away from my hectic kids and think about what’s going on. I make my way out of the room, going to a different one with nobody in it. I sit down against the wall, taking deep breaths as I close my eyes. I start to hear yelling through the closed door, so I grab my phone and start playing a song. Once the melody hits my ears I open my eyes and sit up straighter, a memory flooding my mind.

»»------( Flashback )------»»

It was a normal day, and I found myself once again in the studio, pulling yet another all-nighter. The relentless pursuit of perfection kept me going as I tirelessly worked on my music, striving to uncover new samples and explore the possibilities they held for my future creations. Lost in my world of beats and melodies, I was engrossed in a particularly challenging section, trying to find the perfect beat change.

Just as I was about to make a breakthrough, my concentration was abruptly shattered by a sudden crash, jolting me out of my musical reverie. Surprised and slightly annoyed, I turned my head to see who had disturbed my sanctuary. And there, standing in the doorway, was Y/N, a face I knew all too well, albeit only through my bandmate and her brother, Lee Know.

A brief moment of silence hung in the air as our eyes met, a mix of curiosity and familiarity sparking between us.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry. I thought my brother was in here and didn’t mean to fall through the door.”

I laugh a little, which seems to relax her a bit. “It’s all right. You must be Y/N, correct?”

She seems a little shocked that I recognized her, but she still smiles. “Yep, that’s me! It must’ve been my clumsiness that gave it away, right?”

“Minho may have mentioned how you’re not the most elegant person in the world. He also said you weren’t the prettiest, but I can see he’s definitely wrong on that account.”

I can see her blush as she pretends to be interested in something else on the wall. “Anyways, I’ll get going. I don’t want to ruin the brilliant work of CB97.”

“No no, now that you’re here, let’s get to know each other. I don’t know when we’ll get the chance to do it in private ever knowing the boys.”

“Are you sure? I don’t want to impose too much.”

“What did I say? It’s no big deal! Come, sit, make yourself at home.”

As Y/N stepped further into the room, a sense of ease washed over us both, the awkwardness dissipating as she sat down next to me, accidentally brushing her leg against me. It was as if the universe had conspired to bring us together in that very moment as if the crash and subsequent meeting were meant to be.

“So,” I begin, “what brings you to the studio today?”

“Ahh, nothing really. I just wanted to see my brother actually doing his job rather than seeing it online with millions of other people.”

“That does make sense. He’s amazing, I’m so glad that he accepted to help me. I know he was a background dancer earlier, but he’s such a beautiful person and has so much talent, who else would I ask?”

“Yeah. He’s amazing. Even though we tease each other, I love him to death. It’s so nice seeing him do what he loves, it’s like I'm seeing someone new. He deserves all the love he’s getting. He went through so much and to know it paid off enough for him to get to his dream, that’s more than I could ever ask.”

I smile, feeling my chest burn a little with admiration. She’s so kind, pretty, and deeply cares about people. Gosh, I just met her, I can’t get a crush this fast.

“Well, enough about your brother, I want to get to know you. Tell me your favorite colors, places, food, everything.”

“Wow, just jumping right in I see,” she giggles, her eyes scrunching in the corners.

We started talking about anything and everything, questions going back and forth, with little jokes here and there. The more we talk the more comfortable I feel, slowly getting closer until I have my back completely turned from my work.

“What got you into music? What made Bang Chan the amazing musician he is today?” she asks, wiggling her eyebrows while doing so.

“Well, it really started when I started listening to music to get away from everything. I found that the melodies I played started affecting my emotions. I’d play a sad song on my piano, and I’d be sad until I started learning a new piece.” I look down at the arm of my chair, toying with the end as I remember the reason I’m sitting here in the first place. “I eventually got tired of feeling other people’s emotions. I wanted to show my own emotions, hoping what made me fall in love with music would help another kid out there.”

Y/N falls silent, I could tell she was looking at me from the corner of my eye.

“There was a song, it helps me when I feel like my emotions are all over the place. It helps me feel an emotion that I haven’t quite felt yet.”

“And what might that be?” she asks.

“Love.” I pause for a moment. “Yes, I’ve had girlfriends, but I haven’t found the one that makes me want to write every song I have about them. I haven’t found someone that makes me feel like all the struggle I’ve gone through is worth it.”

She lets out a sigh, tapping her fingers against her leg. “I get that. I’m waiting for my good luck charm, my best friend that I can spend every moment with.”

“That’s almost exactly what I was thinking.”

“So what’s the song you listen to? You know, to feel the love?”

I let out an airy chuckle, almost embarrassed. “Don’t make fun of me, but it’s a song called ‘Lucky’ by Jason Mraz and Colbie Caillat.”

I couldn't help but notice the genuine excitement in Y/N's eyes when I mentioned the song. It was a song that held a special place in my heart, and to my surprise, it must have struck a similar chord with Y/N.

“That’s the song I listen to, too. How the melody blends together and how their voices mesh just makes what they’re saying so much better,” she smiles.

“Really? Do you want to listen to the song?”

“Did you really have to ask? Put it on!”

I turn around, quickly finding the song. I make sure my speakers are hooked as I start it. We both fall silent listening to the guitar. I lightly sing Jason’s part under my breath, getting into the song. I get startled when Y/N’s voice comes in during Colbie’s part, making me turn around. We both start singing the song, facing each other as we sing our hearts out.

Lucky I'm in love with my best friend

Lucky to have been where I have been

Lucky to be coming home again

I'm lucky we're in love in every way

Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed

Lucky to be coming home someday

We both end the song, breathless with an emotion I can’t quite describe. I couldn’t believe how connected we were at that moment that song made us understand each other more. I stared at her, her eyes staring right back at me. I didn’t know what to say, and it looked like she didn’t know either.

We sit there, basking in each other’s presence, slowly getting closer. Inches away from each other, I couldn’t help but just want to hold her. Make this moment everything it could be. Before I can fully lean in, her phone interrupts the moment and we both move a little bit away from each other. I watch as she pulls her phone out of her pocket, rolling her eyes as she answers the phone.

“Hello? --- Yes Minho, I’m here. I just got lost and am talking to someone --- No I’m not talking to myself --- BITCH WHAT DO YOU MEAN I LOOK LIKE A DIFFERENT PERSON?! --- I’m not finding you, you come find me dipshit.”

I try to hold in my laugh, covering my mouth with my sweatshirt sleeve. She puts her elbow on the desk and rests her chin on her palm, looking at me.

“Sorry for screaming, Minho’s just annoying most of- I mean all of the time.” I nod my head in understanding. “Anyways, we don’t have a lot more time, Minho can find me in crowded places, he knows where he needs to be annoying. It’s his superpower.”

Without even being able to respond, Minho walks in with a mischievous grin. “Found you.”

“Damn, and here I thought I could have one peaceful conversation without being interrupted. Well, it looks like I have to go Bang Chan, it was very nice meeting you! I’m sure that I’ll see more of you!”

“Of course! It was really nice talking with you, hopefully, we can do it again,” I wink at her, making her give a small laugh.

“Like hell you are. Missy, you’re grounded. Seeing boys without informing me, disrespectful. You won’t be seeing anyone for a very long time.”

“Like hell I am. You’re the one who left me on reading for 30 minutes when I told you I was here. It’s your fault I was here in the first place.”

“Yeah yeah yeah, okay. You get off this time because I don’t want to argue about how I am right,” Minho finishes, giving her a side-eye. He turns to me, “I see you alone with her again, you’ll get more than a threat.” He turns around not giving a second glance. “Y/N let’s go, I got my babies at home to feed.”

Y/N groans getting up from the chair. She walks towards the door, stopping before she’s fully out. She walks back over and grabs a pen from my desk and grabs my hand. She writes something on it, looks at me, and smiles. “This was very nice Channie, thank you for talking with me. I’ll make sure we do it again soon.” She makes her way to leave, giving me one last smile before I hear her yelling after her brother.

»»------( End Flashback )------»»

As the song, ‘Lucky’ ends, there’s a small smile on my lips. I open my eyes, having closed them when focusing on the song and the memory that followed. I gasp a little when I see I’m not alone anymore. Sana, my good friend, is standing over me, looking at me with what I knew could only be a pity.

I stand up, getting dizzy from how fast I got up. I look at her again but then look down at the ground.

“Chan, are you okay?”

“No, yes, I don’t know. I had a really good morning but for some reason, I got caught up in my own head.”

Sana walks around me and stares at me, making me feel more uneasy. “Is this about Y/N?”

I lightly nod my head, as she is the only one that knows about this situation. She walked in on me one day writing a song, a song that could only be described as a love song. She asked who it was about and I told her everything, needing to get my feeling off my chest to at least one person.

“It’s always about Y/N. I can never stop thinking about her. It’s so stupid. I eat breakfast, and I think about eating it, with her. I drive to work, and I think about me driving her around. I take one fucking breath and all I think about is her. It always goes back to her no matter what I do. And what makes it worse is that I know Minho would never approve. I’m such a mess, I couldn’t even take her on dates when I want to. I’m just so sick and tired of hiding my true feelings from her and everyone around me.”

“Hey hey, look at me. That’s okay, it’s normal to feel scared about having real feelings.”

“But it’s not even that. I act on instinct with her. Like this morning. I do what I do every day, pick Lee Know up. But I don’t know what got into me and I just asked her out. I didn’t say it was a date but I was hoping inside she would think it would be one. I couldn’t think clearly that I didn’t tell Lee Know. God, I didn’t tell him. He’s going to kill me when he finds out. What am I going to do? I can’t just stop liking her, but I can’t lose one of my friendships.”

At this point I’m crying, I can’t stop myself from letting out my inner thoughts. It’s been too much to handle.

“Chan, it’s okay, it’ll be okay. Maybe you can tell the members now including Lee Know. Or maybe keep hiding it. You can love her in secret-”

I cut her off. “Sana, stop. This isn’t right, I hate that I have to hide this.”

“Chan, it’s okay. We can go in together and tell them if you want to. Your group will respond well, I’m sure. I mean, they kind of already know.” She grabs my hand, in an attempt to calm me down. I let out a sigh, the tears finally subsiding.

“Sana, it's so difficult hiding this. My true feelings. It’s just so exhausting,” I say, dropping my head.

Sana grabs my chin forcefully and makes me look at her. “I know it’s difficult. Let’s take a minute here and then we can go in and tell them. Together, okay?”

I nod. “Together.”

I hear a small thud near the door, I turn to see what it was, but I don’t see anyone. When I hear Felix yell something I can’t understand, my heart rate picks up again.

“Chan, calm down, I’ll be right there the whole time. There is no need to worry. If I’m being honest, almost everyone has a suspicion that you like Y/N, including her brother. Now I know it’s going to be difficult either way, but Chan, you do so much for everyone. So if I’m right about this, like I’m right about everything, they will accept this even if it takes time to adjust. Plus, it’s not like you’re getting married,” she jokes.

I give her a deadpan face, giving her the hint to knock it off. But what she said did make me feel a little bit better, even if it’s just for the short term. I stand there and compose myself, thinking of what to say. I take Sana’s hand and pull her towards the door. “I’m ready”.

»»------( Y/N’s POV )------»»

It’s been a couple of minutes, maybe even a couple of hours when I finally calm down and sit on my bed. I look at the time, seeing it’s only 2 hours away from the “date” with Chan. God, I’m so stupid, thinking he’d be into me to even call it a date. I grab my phone, seeing a lot of messages from all the members. I don’t have it in my heart to read through them so I just go to Spotify and turn on a daily remix.

Of course, just my luck, ‘Lucky’ turns on. I lightly sing the parts to myself, remembering Chan’s sweet voice singing beside me. I can’t help the tears that come, relieving the burning sensation from my eyes. When the song gets to the last chorus, I get a phone call. It’s from Minho.

»»------( On the phone )------»»

Y/N? Why haven’t you responded to my texts?! Felix was worried since you left in such a hurry and no one could get in contact with you since then. Is everything alright?

Yeah, I’m okay. Just tired, that’s all.

Are you sure? Because it sounded like you just cried.

Seriously, I’m fine.

Well, I would hope so, I heard you have a date tonight!

WHAT?!?! Who told you? I swear if it was Seungmin making fun of me again-

Actually, no, Chan Hyung told us.

Wait. . . what?

Yeah. He came in with Sana after Felix gave me my computer and said he had something important to tell us. He sat us down like kindergartners and started to talk about how he really likes you and how it has been hard hiding it from us and you-

There was a long pause

Shit, you didn’t know about this, did you?

Ummm no, I did not. I thought he was with Sana.

Hahaha, so funny. She was the only one who knew he liked you actually. She came in here to help him tell us. He said that he was nervous as you’re basically a part of this group and that he didn’t want to make us uncomfortable. He then pulled me aside and asked if I was okay with it. And to be completely honest, I’ve been hoping you would get together.

You what now?

Yeah. I mean, Bang Chan is the only person I would let be around you alone, what do you think I was trying to do? Have you babysat? No! I’m a matchmaker, I saw the potential with two pretty and stubborn people and thought it would be cute. And Chan is the only guy I will ever think is good enough for you.

Really? I thought you didn’t want guys around me?

I don’t, but Chan Hyung is the only guy that comes a little close to your standards. But I didn’t tell you any of this, okay? And get ready! No crying on date night!

Okay okay bossy, I’ll get ready. And, ummm, I don’t know how late I’ll be tonight, so don’t wait up.

I was already planning on it. Look, I have to go set up some things so I won’t see you. But details later! Love you!

»»------( Off the phone )------»»

He hung up before I could say anything. He’s so weird. I look around my room, the feeling finally setting in that I might actually have a date today. I quickly get up, walking to my closet to see what I should wear.

It takes me a good 30 minutes to even find something I think is good on this occasion.

(a/n - this is just a photo I found, you can think of anything you want to wear. You’ll be beautiful in anything😘)

Once I’m done I start doing my hair and makeup. Something light as I don’t know what we’re doing, but I don’t want to go out looking like I just woke up. I pick up my phone and see a message from Chan. With butterflies in my stomach, I open the messages.

I dial his number almost immediately, feeling bad about not responding. He picks up without having 2 full rings.

»»------( On the phone )------»»

F0ive year old👴🍩

Y/N Oh mah gawd I thought you were dead!

I wouldn’t die before tonight don’t worry!

Well, I’m gonna be worried about you, it just happens. But what happened?!?!

Nothing, nothing, everything’s okay

I hear some yelling in the background, hearing the slightly enraged Minho saying something about setting the blanket upright. A blanket? At practice? Weird but I won’t question it.

Shit. Sorry, just practice you know? But I know you, and I know everything is not okay. I’m here to talk, yeah? Always find me.

I will, I promise.

But I was serious about what I was saying over the phone. We don’t have to go out tonight but I am coming over no matter what.

I never said anything about not going out tonight! I’ve been looking forward to it. I’m already dressed too.

Well, good! Because I already have everything in mind and set up, now I just got to pick up the person of the hour.

Well, I am ready when you are. You got - hmmm - about 20 minutes before you’re late.

Well, I can’t be late for our first date. WHA- new song lyric idea. Ummm, I mean, yes, I’ll see you later beautiful!

Bye Chan, don’t go too crazy on the rhyming.

No promises. Alright, byyyyyeeeeeee

»»------( Off the phone )------»»

He hangs up the phone, letting me scream at the top of my lungs. I AM GOING ON A DATE WITH THE CHRISTOPHER BANG CHAN!!!! He said just a hang-out this morning but it’s a date now? I have to pinch myself.

Not even 10 minutes I hear knocking at my door. I walk over and pretend not to know who is outside.

“Who is it?”

“Housekeeping,” a very strained high pitched voice says back. After a few seconds, I hear coughing. Laughing, I open the door to see my date holding my favorite flowers while turning a little red from all that coughing. I lean against the doorway, waiting for him to catch his breath.

2 full minutes later he stands up straight, showing his award-winning smile and dimples. “Hey. I don’t know what that was, but let’s both agree to forget that ever happened.”

“That’s gonna be a hard no. I have to remember this to make fun of you later.”

“Huh?!?!?! How could you? I guess I’ll take these flowers and be on my way.” He turns away, takes a big step, and looks back at me.

“Haha, very funny.” I grab his hand full of flowers and take them from him. “Thank you very much, this was very kind of you. But how did you know these were my favorite flowers?”

“I had a certain brother of yours help me figure everything out.”

“First off, that does not sound like my brother, I think you got someone confused. Second, figure everything out? What does that mean?”

He puts his arm in a 45-degree angle, nodding his head towards it. “Take my arm and found out. You’re about to have the best first date ever.”

I giggle, taking his arm with my hand, looking down at the ring he got me. It looks so good on my hand. I look up at his eyes, melting into the way you can see the smile in them. “Well, I am intrigued now. Please, show me the way.”

“Of course M’lady.”

He guides me to his car, opening the door for me. I smile brightly, lightly teasing him for being such a gentleman. “I have to make a good first impression.”

He walks around the car after making sure I was safely in. He gets into the driver’s seat, then turns on the music, and drives off.

With the hum of some of my favorite tunes, I can’t help but feel a little bit awkward. Why? I’ve known him for a while, it’s nothing different than your usual hangouts. Except it is. Oh my gosh, this is a first date. Our first date. I’m on a date with Chan, only the guy I’ve been in love with since I can remember. I lightly clutch my stomach, in an attempt to get rid of the massive butterflies that keep getting more erratic.

“Hey, what’s wrong? You only clutch your stomach when you’re nervous,” Chan peers at me from the corner of his eyes.

“Oh it’s nothing, I think it just finally hit me that I’m going on a date with you. I’ve only been dreaming about it sinc-” I cut myself off, widening my eyes at my blatant confession that I’ve dreamt about him.

He lets out a long sigh, almost sounding relieved. He stops slowly at a red light, giving him the chance to look at me. “I’m so glad you’ve dreamt about this too. I was hoping I wasn’t the only one hoping this day would come.”

“Well I’m going crazy now, out of control, I’m staying up all night again. No matter how well this date goes.” The moment when I close my eyes, all I see is red lights. Red lights, gosh, I have a cover to hide the blush slowly coming up into my cheeks.

He drops his right hand from the steering wheel and grabs my left hand that was over my stomach. He brings it down towards the middle, lightly playing with the ring like he did this morning. “You know, I’ve actually had this ring for a while? I saw it a few months ago and couldn’t help but think of you, I was planning to give it to you tonight if everything went well, but it felt right to give it to you in a moment of chaos, how we usually are seen together.” He chuckles lightly, looking ahead as the light turns green. He keeps his hand interlocked with mine, driving with just his left hand. God, the things this man does to me.

No, Y/N, it’s the first date. I have to keep it PG. I clear my throat in an attempt to clear my thoughts. “So, are you going to tell me where you’re taking me?”

“Now what’s the fun in that? You’ll just have to trust me.”

“But I have to make sure you’re not going to murder me! I guess I trust you enough to murder me in a nice place. You do have great taste in burial sites,” I smile at him.

“ONE TIME! I accidentally kill ONE ladybug and have a funeral for it, and then I’m made fun of for the rest of my life. A man can’t mourn in peace.”

“You know I’m just teasing. I love your soft heart!”

‘Well, you’re gonna love it more because. . . “ he trails off. He pulls over in a parking spot of a park I’ve never seen before. “. . . we’re here.”

“Oh my gosh, you’re actually going to murder me.” I unbuckle my seat belt, turning my body towards him. He shows off his dimples again, making my butterflies get all that more excited.

“Haha, but no. I remembered how you’ve always talked about going on a picnic date, watching the sunset as you talk about little things without having to worry about people coming up to you. So, with the help of a few of my friends, I got everything set up. Come on.”

I get out of the car before he can walk over. He huffs slightly, but I’m too busy looking at what looks like a perfect picnic.

I tear up a little bit, astonished at how pretty the setup is. I look over to the smiling fool beside me, watching me as I take in everything in front of me. “Wha- I- I don’t know what to say. This is possibly the most thoughtful thing anyone has done for me.”

“I mean, I had to do the best for the best girl in the world.” At this, I walk towards him, moving my arms around his chest to his back, pulling him closer to me. I hug him tightly, not being able to tell him how precious this moment is for me. I pull back, looking at him. I can’t believe that this is real. “I got all of your favorite foods, managing to smuggle some grape juice in, and got the famous Felix brownies as dessert.”

I gasp loudly. “No one has been able to get those from him in a while, but you got them for me? Wow, you’re magical!”

“What can I say, I can be persuasive. How else do you think I got your brother to help set up?”

I laugh, sitting down on the cushions, Chan sitting across from me. “But if I’m being honest, Felix baked them without me even having to beg. All of the boys love you, who wouldn’t? I’m just glad that I get you all to myself now.”

“Mmm confident words Christopher, you sure you can keep me from the boys?” I say, raising an eyebrow.

“Of course, I can keep the boys from- YAAAH!! Keep YOU from THEM? And here I thought I’d have to fight them but really I’ll have to keep you on my side.”

I reach across the table, grabbing his hand tightly. “I’m only yours don’t worry. But when it comes to game night, I will demolish everyone.”

“I wouldn’t expect less. But enough of them, let’s eat!”

“Hahaha, Channie is hungry I see.”

“Yeah, I’ve been too nervous all day. But now that you’re here, I finally feel calm enough.”

“I’m happy you feel that way! I haven’t been eating all day either since I saw you with Sana.” I look at the food, not catching what I said. Chan stops moving, causing me to look up. It was only then that I realized what I said.

“You saw us? When?” I don’t respond, looking into my lap where my fingers are playing with each other.

“Earlier today, when I went to drop off Minho’s laptop. I was going to say something but I heard you guys talking. I maybe, kinda, was definitely jealous and ran away. Not metaphorically but physically.”

“Is that why Felix said you were acting weird? I’ve been worried all day because you were ignoring me thinking it was one of the boys, but it was me who made you upset? I’m so sorry, I promise you it’s not what-”

“I know,” I say as I look up at his concerned face. “Minho told me why you were with her. If I’m also being honest, it broke my heart, I couldn’t handle the thought of you being with someone else. I ran home and cried, that’s why I didn’t respond to anything. Then Minho called and told me everything.”

“Everything? Including-”

“Yes, including the fact that you like me. I mean, it’s pretty obvious that you do. No one just makes a candle heart for their best friend’s sister.”

“Well shit, and here I was about to pour my heart out to you. But as usual, your brother got in the middle.”

“Hey hey hey, don’t blame him. I’d actually thank him. If it wasn’t for him, I probably wouldn’t be here right now. I’d be in my bed, eating mint chocolate chip ice cream with him, watching some sappy romance movie so I have a reason to cry.”

“I know I shouldn’t blame him, really I’m blaming myself. I should’ve grown some balls and asked you out sooner, but I always felt like you saw me as your brother’s best friend. I guess I’m just upset now that I didn’t confess to you how much you mean to me. How you’re always on my mind. Like, when I am cooking or cleaning, I always get a flashback of how we would do these things together in the past, then I fantasize about the future. I write songs for you, not knowing it’s for you until I sing it, realizing that every word is just another confession of my love for you.” He takes in a sharp breath. “Shit, I didn’t mean to say it now but I can’t hold onto it any longer.”

He looks at me, searching for I don’t know what. He leans over slowly, pausing to see if I’d flinch. When I don’t, he leans in farther. Ghosting his lips ever so slightly over mine, my whole body lights up. It’s as if everything he just said to me ignited a flame, flaming a desire to be loved by him. To grow with him. Getting impatient with how his lips touch mine, I lean forward, smashing my lips fully against his. He seems surprised but doesn’t stop, grabbing my face with both of his hands and lightly growling into the kiss.

As the kiss slows I can’t help but let out a sigh as we part. He looks at me, a little more certainty in his brown eyes. “I love you Lee Y/N. I think I have since you crashed into my studio.”

“I love you too, Christopher Bang. More than you could ever know.” He leans forward, planting a kiss on my forehead. We stay like that for a while, just breathing in the moment, remembering everything that got us here.

The moment is ruined when I hear my stomach growl. I laugh, feeling Chan laugh too. “I guess I better get you fed. Can’t have you starved on your last first date ever.”

“Last first date, aren’t you awfully presumptuous?”

“I’d like to think so.”

As we continued our date, hand in hand, laughter and affection became the soundtrack of our evening. At that moment, I knew that our shy beginnings had blossomed into something extraordinary—a love story that would be written with the sweetest notes and cherished for a lifetime. Our love story is just beginning, a symphony waiting to be composed. I got so lucky that I’m in love with my Brother’s Best Friend.

© 2023 skz-ava_cado

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[itsana004]

Astral for the character thingy? :3

First of all, thank you so much for the ask!!! 💖

I realised I don't have much Astral content/discourse on my blog, so here lays my truest thoughts on Astral

•How do I feel about this character

I really love his character! Whenever I rewatch Zexal, he just wakes up and choses violence that day and I love that.

I think I was intrigued by his character because he was introduced as this serious and intelligent looking naked alien, who roasts Yuma like shish kebab on a daily basis, especially when it comes to dueling, and we know that is going to be their dynamic for a while - but he's much more than that.

I think I really started to like Astral on the Esper Robin episode, he's not just Yuma's foreign alien friend/dueling aid who roasts him and that's it, he has his own interests like watching the Sparrow show (and adding humour to the series with his foreignness about earth), flying around and being curious about the human world, being afraid of cats, when he eats for the first time, teaching Hart how to eat with sticks (so cuteee), has his own Observation series, his banter with Yuma - this are just examples on what makes his character so precious to me.

Also another thing I was surprised by is despite being so cool and collected, he feels fear during duels like when he dueles against Kite? And it made me feel anxious for him when I was watching it?? Astral can feel emotions such as fear and I really appreciate this detail because I think the show writers raised the stakes too high that if Yuma loses then he's going to disappear, so they end up winning every single duel with Astral's magic formula, and therefore most of the time he's unbothered and almost invincible - so when he shows emotions outside of his stoic calmness, I love it. I don't know why I just love to see Astral lose his absolute sh8t

Also Astral's friendship with Yuma's friend group I find it so cute, despite being invisible they still felt his presence because that's how much of an influence Astral had, and when he was gone, they felt it through Yuma's grief (or Kotori told them whatever) and Flip created a crystal/glass gravestone showing how much Astral meant to all of them, the gesture it's just so sweet and emotional. I also loved his friendship with Kite, despite being minimal, he influenced in Kite's decision to not give up on dueling and that friends represent the future which is a lesson he learned from Yuma, which changes his whole trajectory.

Now let's talk about the plot... and boy it's filled with plot holes and... questions.

Astral has a... a very mysterious/confusing background. So he was born as a weapon by Eliphas to protect the Astral world, and one of Astral's character traits is to get split into cards just randomly... Number cards to be exact - whether it's his memories - giving him amnesia, whether it's his powers lost during his battle against Don 1000 - turning into Mythirian cards, parts of him just like to split into cards and I guess I find it funny? Heck he even has an evil twin as a Number card like-

Oh and also fan fact he turns Yuma into Super Saiyan when they jumbled up together.

But 50 of these Number cards possess people an amplify their desires, so Astral was the real villain in this show- no, it was Yuma's dad cause he sent him there by making him have amnesia and leading his son to go through life threatening situations and hell to collect them (I knew it all along)

ALSO, WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT DARK ASTRAL- HOLY SH8T THIS MOMENT FVCKED ME UP WHEN I WATCHED IT FOR THE FIRST TIME

Like- I didn't even feel like I was watching Zexal and kind of wish they made these moments of satanic Astral longer. But let's talk about the real satanic Astral, boy I love Dark Mist's and Astral's banter and how Astral just has to fist fight him to not be either absorbed or killed by his evil twin.

I think this is becoming too long now for a read so I am just gonna move on now.

• All the people I ship romantically with this character

I don't particularly ship him with anyone (except Dark Mist maybe) in the show because I'm not simply invested in any of his ships that much? I can see him and Yuma being together, afterall he did say "Aishiteru" (I hope I spelled it correctly) which is the deepest form of "I love you" at the end of the manga, but at the end of the day I'm just "They're cute, next-", and honestly I much prefer Dark Mist x Astral than the latter, it's simply how I feel.

I'd also like to mention a moot has her own ship with Astral and her OC (you know who you are) and I'm definitely more inclined towards that when it comes to shipping Astral with someone because fans are better at writing/drawing romance most of the time, especially because they are not ambiguous or queer baiters.

• My non-romantic OTP for this character

For this section this has to be Yuma and Astral as well. Just as I can see Yuma and Astral being together, I can also see them in platonic light, but there is no mistake that they are soulmates.

I think many years ago I said as to why I felt that way, Yuma and Astral's relationship really reminded me of Nobita and Doraemon and despite both of them going to the ends of the world, time, galaxies to be there for eachother, it wasn't romantic in Nobita and Doraemon's case and they had other romantic partners, because these tropes are so similar, our two zexal characters can also fall into the platonic category. Now if anyone reading this are mad at me for even considering this and seek representation from the zexal series of your fave ship, then good for you, I prefer either way, but I all can say is I really enjoyed Astral's and Yuma's dynamic throughout the show and how their bonds became stronger through dueling, and it's the growth and influence they had in each other that I liked, and I definitely became emotional and pulled my heartstrings whenever they lost themselves and tried to bring eachother back, and the last scene of them parting ways had me weeping.

Ps. Astral's roast to Yuma will be the most memorable.

• My unpopular opinion about this character

Oh boy, I can't really think of any right now? But I think despite being a protagonist I feel like he's overshadowed by other characters, especially Yuma, like we don't really see Astral as invidual character most of the time and it's always him and Yuma, so maybe he deserved some solo attention? (Okay so there is literally a Kotori centric ending song but not for Astral? What-)

Also he deserves clothes-

• One thing I wish would happen/had happened with his character in canon

Zexal III

Zexal III

ZEXAL III AHHHHH

Also can someone tell me how Yuma's dad met Astral and send him on earth but not himself and his wife-

#zexal #ygo zexal #yugioh zexal #astral zexal #zexal asks #thank you for the ask 💖💖💖 #character breakdown

[undertheknightwing]

I'm sure this is absolutely predictable of me but - your boy Gar and my girl Rach for "Send me a character" 💚🖤

The siblings of all time ✨️

Garf first 🐯

First impression

Oh baby boy. Such a sweetie pie 🥺 *watches Asylum* Whoa! This show is actually letting Gar have a character besides goofy sidekick?? This just got so much more interesting.

Impression now

So that was a fucking lie. Buttt.. if I wrote out my true impression of him now we'd be here all day so imagine I'm unfolding a comically long list of my Gar thoughts because there’s a lot. The less the show did with him, the more I got to over analyze and create from there.

Favorite moment

When he's left in the tower and just messes around for a few days. I re-watch it all the time. It's very relatable too, I get sad and unmotivated after a day without having people to talk to as well. Also that scene from s3 ep1 when he's talking to himself in his room, I love his silly facial expressions, and "nothing tops a Super" has been burned into my brain.

Idea for a story

Fic wise? You'll just have to wait and see 👀

Unpopular opinion

I don't think it's really unpopular but his hair is so bad. I wasn't a fan of it in s3 but s4 made it so much worse. I'm also not a huge fan of his suit but that's for "it looks cheap and plain compared to the other ones" reasons.. like the abs on it look like the kind you'd see on a Halloween costume. It's weird.

Favorite relationship

In canon.. I don't really know. Gar's character felt it went from "DickKory's son" level of importance to just "oh yeah that guy" throughout the seasons. Gar's relationships with the characters (besides Rachel) is pretty surface level imo, especially in seasons 3 - 4. But whatever Gar's relationship with the Red is seems cute. It changed it's realm color for him and looks to care about him a lot through what I saw in the episode. He's clearly the favorite child and I love that for him.

Favorite headcanon

I got one too many of those, but him being able to purr is always a great one, and acting cat-like at times. Empty box? That's his now. Left a cup on the island? It's pushed onto the floor. Nothing is safe. He might have left a dead bird somewhere as a gift too, who knows.

And just for fun have some songs that gives me his vibes: Shapeshifter by Brye, The Garden by The Crane Wives, and Wild Things by Alessia Cara

It's Rach time 🖤

this is more your territory so I'm sorry if it's a little lackluster 😅

First impression

Precious girl. So precious. Must be protected at all costs. I really like this take on her powers and character.

Impression now

Much like Gar, she got the short end of the stick in the show tbh. She went from being the most important to a side plot thing which sucks. She should have had much more to do in season 4 since they were dealing with her family.

Favorite moment

I like a lot of her scenes in season 1 the most. Her interacting with the Doom Patrol was cute.

Idea for a story

That's your thing lol but I never liked how they always kept her stories tied to Trigon somehow in any media so I would give her a more unique story about something else.

Favorite relationship

She and Kory were my favorite for a long time but I've warmed up to her and Dick's father-daughter relationship because of you. So I choose them 💙🖤

Favorite headcanon

She's an artist who prefers painting over the other arm forms and painted something special for all the Titans members.

And some songs for your duo: Protector by City Wolf or Calm Me Down by American Authors, they have season 1 vibes

Thank you Mundi! 🖤💚

#ask game #cods.talkin

[elirastudio]

Shadow King au

This is before the whole spider queen thing and I’ve been thinking about this for so long and I think Ive been too cruel towards Xiaotian…let’s change that shall we?

——

Sitting next to his father as he watched the generals play and help with the smaller monkeys, both old and young. He smiles and rested his head on his shoulder, he felt the king’s fur move as he felt a nuzzle on his head. Laughing at the exchange, Xiaotian hugged his father not wanting to let go. Not wanting to open his eyed. For he knows what it meant if he did.

For what he’s been doing and seeing weren’t real…this reality was all in his head….

It was

A dream

Everything that’s going on was a dream… and he hated the very knowledge of it.

His eyes opened and looked at his father’s tail on his arm, it made the little prince feel protected, his focus was directed at a monkey who somehow seemed different from the others. He was a tad taller than the other monkeys but shorter than his father, probably a tad shorter than himself.

“That one has been there for a while”

“He could need some help, dad. I’ll check up on him”

“Be careful, Xiaotian!”

Xiaotian walked up to strange monkey carefully, as he got closer the little one looked similar to someone…he couldn’t think of anyone. It wasn’t Mei nor Red Son, CERTAINLY not the other Pilgrims but then who?

The small monkey smiles and looked at the young prince.

“Hey, uh bud…h-how are you?”

It was him…Sun Wukong….but tiny and his eyes were glowing a warm golden shimmer…

Silence filled the air with both young beings living in Flower Fruit Mountain….Uuuuntil

“AHHHHHHHH”

“AHHHHHHHH”

Both of them started yelling…

Well things are starting smoothly to say the least…

“DAAAAD! DAD! ITS WUKONG!!” Xiaotian yelled as he started to run back to his dad

“WHAT WAIT NO HOLD UP” Yelled the young king as he chased the young prince trying to reason with him.

They spent around 15-20 minutes in their little cat and mouse game until the prince realized that they were at a standstill. So he stopped running and stood firm to the king, whom he towers over easily.

“What are YOU doing here?!”

The young king placed his hands up and gave the boy some space

“Listen, this is going to sound weird but I’m not Wukong….I mean I AM Sun Wukong BUT not Sun Wukong who’s running away! Argh! This so complicated to explain!…”

The small king sat down out of frustration and looked towards the boy.

“Ok let me try this again…Im Wukong waay before he went crazy”

Xiaotian stopped and looked at him calmly now. He recognized his outfit…his father has it in a box inside his room. It was precious to him so Xiaotian knew never to touch them.

He wore a yellow top with a green scarf over his neck, red bottoms and a white belt to tighten everything up. Dark boots to complement the outfit.

“Listen I want to talk to you…about Wukong…a-about me? Argh its so confusing when you’re your older you voice of reason…”

The prince sat down next to the young king, seeing he has no intention in hurting him. Seeing Wukong struggle made him feel a bit bad.

“I got an idea…why don’t we you Mk here? It can help you see the differentiate between the two of you”

“But that’s your nickname…Mei gave it to you from that game-”

“Monkey Mech” Said at the same time both of them looked each other and laughed.

“How are you here if My dad gave me a seal?”

“Oh Liu’er is good at seals…but I’m better~ so I just opened and closed the seal like nothing happened…and besides Im not a threat so it’s not gonna hurt me”

Satisfied with the answer Xiaotian decided to sit close to the young king and started talking.

They talked about everything, about Flower Fruit Mountain, about their respective firends, about Macaque, and about their fears.

“No way, Sun Wukong, Great Sage Equal to Heaven is afraid of preforming in front of a crowed?!” Xiaotian laughed in disbelief as Mk, Monkey King, laughed on his back.

“I know I know! It doesn’t make sense!! Ahhh I haven’t laughed like that in over maybe a Millennia? Ahhh that was something!”

Xiaotian laughing filled the young king up with joy, he needed this. The boy away from his home and his father because of his stupid and selfish self. Sure it wasn’t him but his older self, in the young king’s ming he felt guilty and needed to take responsibility for it.

“Xiaotian? I want to apologize for what Wukong is doing…to you and your family…I want you to know that I did everything I could to stop him…I swear…I didn’t…I didn’t want you to get hurt…you’re just a cub and-” Mk said trying to hold his tears, he seen everything he heard everything but did nothing, COULDN’T do anything. With his hands he wiped away his tears the most he could.

Xiaotian hugged the crying king and held him tight. Like his father did when he was crying.

“Hey hey its ok I know you did the most you could…And I appreciate it so much…you’re NOT Wukong, Mk…you’re the Monkey King…”

Mk wanted to say something but just kept crying, saying sorry and held the prince tightly. Feeling the prince’s tears, hearing his ‘I know, its ok, not your fault’ calmed the young king.

“I-Its almost morning…you’ll be waking up soon…”

“W-will I see you again?”

Mk froze and looked at the prince, who was pleading with his eyes. The young king smiled and cupped Xiaotian’s face.

“As long as you want me…I will visit…”

They gave one final hug as everything went white.

~~~~

“Mk? Kid?” Pigsy’s voice rang softly to MK’s ears, waking him up slowly. “It’s mornin’ kid you got the day off today…wanna go to over to Mei’s with Redson?”

Mk just nodded and sat up, he looked at the pilgrim. The pilgrim sighed and looked at the boy sadly.

“No Xiaotian…he…he still hasn’t called nor came by…”

Mk nodded layed back down facing away from Pigsy. Hurt, the pig demon placed a hand on the boy’s head and sighed.

“I’ll call Ao Lie and let him know you’re coming”

Xiaotian heard Pigsy get up and walk out the room. He look at the rising sun and remembered the words of Mk as he smiled

‘As long as you want me…I will visit…’

~~~~

“Where the hell were you?”

“Oh I thought you wanted me gone~”

“I do…but that doesn’t mean I can’t ask where you’ve been”

“I guess so” The young King smiled as he felt a strong weight off his chest…

Hehehe its so beautiful and I love it😩💕✨

I have another fix that I’m keeping cuz there is a comic to do on it, but yes the fact that wukong can get in MK mind it’s a thing, a thing that in the good (like this) or in the bad ( like the other fic I have) has to be stopped.

But this all intersection kinda spoilers us all “season 3” we will eventually get there😂

#ask #six eared macaque #sun wokung #qi xiaotian #shadow king