#this is not the fully-developed romance au you're looking for

[heeology]

god, you're annoying | l.hs

synopsis → ever since you and heeseung have come into each others' lives, he has been asking you out and flirting with you nonstop. for years, the cycle of him confessing his feelings to you and you rejecting every single one of his advances seems as though it has gone on forever. being fed up, you develop a plan to pretend as though you already have a boyfriend (spoiler alert: it doesn’t end well). after years of continuously trying to get heeseung off of your radar, you just can’t seem to get rid of him and suddenly (to your surprise), you find yourself not being bothered as much by his presence.

feat. → yeonjun (txt), yunjin (le sserafim), beomgyu (txt), minjeong (aespa), jake (enhypen), sunghoon (enhypen), jay (enhypen)

genre → university AU, enemies to lovers, romance, smut

pairing → nonidol!heeseung x fem!reader

warnings → MDNI, kinda long but bear w me pls

w.c. → 9k

disclaimer!! → any other idols mentioned in this story (that I portray are dating) i do not ship irl; this story is a work of fiction a.k.a. something derived from my delusions and imagination, take this story lightly pls and thx.

!!DO NOT COPY OR REPOST!!

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Everyday you walk onto campus and make sure you avoid eye contact with a “certain someone” and even though the outcome always remains the same, you still hope that one day it will actually make a difference. Unfortunately for you, on your campus, there is only one way to get to your morning class which makes this “certain someone” rather happy to know that you practically have to see him everyday. Although you try your best, he never fails to call out your name, even if you try hiding behind other people; he can spot you from a mile away. This, you find to be annoying. He, however, looks forward to this moment every day because what other reason is there to get up early in the morning if it means he doesn’t get to see you?

You hear him call after you as you try to quickly make your way to your first class which, luckily for you, does not include him. You can hear his footsteps hurrying towards you making you break out into a light jog to your classroom door that is just ahead. You reach for the door handle and open it just enough to let yourself in and as you are about to close it behind you, a hand from the other side stops you, forcing it back open enough for you to be face-to-face with the one and only bane of your existence: Lee Heeseung.

He gives you a cocky smile receiving an eye roll from you as you can already hear his irritating voice begin to say a bunch of sentences and words that you couldn’t care any less about because you couldn’t care any less about him. Heeseung is fully aware about how you feel about him and although some most of his actions are–-yes, he’ll admit–-advertently creepy, he means no harm. You, of course, don’t see it that way, but that doesn’t stop him. 

“You didn’t hear me calling your name?” he asks, knowing that you did and also knowing that you ignored him, but he just wants to hear any snarky reply you have because that’s the only time when you actually acknowledge his presence. 

“Nope, must’ve missed it.” you say in a fake sympathetic tone. 

He lets out a “hmm” and you mock him. He smirks, leaning a little closer to you. You would move away, but then you figured he might take that as his chance to open the door more, so you decide to stay put. 

“I was just wondering if you wanted to go out to dinner with me. There is this restaurant that my family and I only go to on special occasions and I think you’ll really like it.”

There it is, him asking you to the same stupid restaurant that you have said no to many (and you mean many) times before. You know what restaurant he is talking about, some way overpriced place that only really rich people go to. You clenched your jaw as your hand gripped the edge of the door a little tighter. He smiled at you, which you thought was him being smug, but rather it was him anticipating your answer. He meant what he said and he just wants to be given a chance to show you how much he likes you. 

Him asking you out to this restaurant, always offering to buy your lunch, pay for your snacks, or buy you some other object just felt as him rubbing his money in your face, making all of his attempts seem as though they are a joke; that you are a joke. Ever since middle school, when you and Heeseung had first met, he made his “crush” on you apparent, which all of the other kids found to be funny and ridiculous. You know he doesn’t actually like you and you hate him for still acting like this even though you both are now grown adults and not eleven year old children who still ride in the car with their parent on their way to school everyday. 

“Well, if you think I’ll like it, then I’ll surely hate it.” you reply.

“You’re only saying that be-”

“No, Heeseung, I will not go out with you and for the last time: stop bothering me.” you say sternly.

You scowl at him and he can’t help but find you to be adorable. He knows you’re annoyed by him, but there isn’t anyone else he would rather spend his time with other than you, even if his only way to spend time with you is by pestering you constantly. 

“I’m just going to ask you again tomorrow.” he says with a smile.

You knew he wasn’t joking about that and that made your blood begin to boil. You hated having to be bothered by him, you hated feeling like a joke, you hated seeing his stupid face everyday, and you hated how it seems like he doesn't even care. You have to put a stop to this, you simply can’t take it anymore. But how? You’ve tried everything, what other way could there possibly be? Then it clicked. You stood up straighter, looking him directly in his eyes. He found himself a little taken aback by your sudden eye contact, but didn’t want to show it; to show how you make him flustered and blush just by simply looking at him.

“Heeseung, I have a boyfriend.” you say, trying not to smile.

You don’t know how you didn’t think of this before, but you’re overjoyed that the idea finally came. His smile drops–for a split second–as he felt the wind practically get knocked out of him like someone had just suckerpunched him in the gut. You were bluffing, you had to be…right?

“Pfft, I don’t believe you.” he says, letting go of the door, only to cross his arms and lean against the doorframe.

You feel your face become hot as you stand your ground, “And what exactly makes you say that?”

“I’ve never seen you with your “boyfriend”.” he says, making air quotes.

“That doesn’t mean I don’t have one.”

“Well it surely doesn’t mean that you do.”

“I know you stalk me because you have nothing better to do with your life, but that doesn’t mean you know what I do every second of the day.”

He shrugs his shoulders, not buying a word that you are saying. He keeps telling himself that you are lying, but what if that small percentage of possibility actually means you are telling the truth? He doesn’t want to think about that, he has to believe that you are lying.

“Okay, what’s his name, then?” he asks, confident that you won’t have an answer.

Shit. How do you answer that? You try not to show your worry in your expression and quickly try to come up with an answer. You open your mouth to speak, hoping the words that do end up coming out make sense.

“Yeonjun.” you reply.

Well, you said a name and that’s all that counts. Sure, it’s the name of your best friend’s boyfriend, but she won’t mind if you use him for a lie…right? Now it’s Heeseung’s turn for him to clench his jaw. He scoffs, rolling his eyes before looking back at you.

“Then how come I’ve never seen you with him on campus?”

“Because he goes to another school, idiot.”

“How did you two meet?”

“Through my best friend; they go to school together.”

You could see him become more annoyed with your answers as you tried to say them with as much confidence as possible. 

“I still don’t believe you.” he says, less certain of what he is saying than before.

You’re so close and you know it, you just need to say something that will make him back-off once and for all.

“I’ll have him bring me to school tomorrow.” you said, now being the one to cross your arms as you smiled smugly.

Heeseung felt his blood run cold, terror now coursing through his veins. Were you actually telling the truth? He didn’t want to see you with some other guy, most definitely not someone who you are claiming to be your boyfriend. The thought made him both upset and annoyed. What do they have that he doesn’t? He’s the one who has been trying to show how much he likes you for years now and some rando comes in and sweeps you off of your feet? Over his dead body.

“Okay,” he says while standing up from leaning on the door, “I can’t wait to see you and a bunch of air walk into school tomorrow.”

“You still think I’m lying?”

He shrugs his shoulders, looking away before looking back at you.

“I just find it hard to believe.”

“That I have a boyfriend?”

“You could say that.”

Man, you couldn’t wait to prove him wrong (even though he is technically right). You fake laugh at his reply and stop as you grab his hand. He feels butterflies erupt in his stomach from your sudden contact and is so distracted that he isn’t even paying attention to what you are doing, which is putting his hand on the door frame. You plaster on a fake smile before quickly swinging the door shut. He snaps out of his daze and moves his hand out of the way just in time before it could have been smashed by the door. 

-

Beomgyu didn’t think to even hold back his laughter once the words left your mouth and although the music in the club was blaring through the speakers, you could still hear his piercing voice. The others, however, were a little more surprised to hear what you had said, especially Yunjin and Yeonjun. You had a guilty smile on your face as you exchanged glances between the two and then Yeonjun scoffed. He raised his glass in a ‘cheers’ manner and Yunjin slapped his shoulder.

“It’s honestly not that bad of a plan,” Minjeong says, trying to defuse the tension, “Yunjin, you know better than any of us here how badly this guy bothers her.”

Yunjin sighs before she chugs the rest of her drink from her cup. “You can borrow my boyfriend on one condition: it doesn’t go too far.” She says, pointing between you and Yeonjun. 

You both look at each other and cringe. Yeonjun puts his arm around Yunjin and she smiles. He kisses her temple, “As if that would ever happen.”

“So how exactly are you going to convince him?” Yunjin asks.

You chug the rest of your drink, wincing as the alcohol burns your throat. “Is it cool if Yeonjun takes me to school tomorrow? I was thinking all he has to do is walk me to my class and just essentially tell Heeseung to back off.”

“He’s not going to do it unless he believes it.” Beomgyu points out as he leans back into the booth.

“He’s right, him walking you into school isn’t going to be enough to convince him; he sounds persistent.” Minjeong agrees.

“The most he is allowed to do is kiss you on the cheek to make it believable, but that’s it.” Yunjin says looking at Yeonjun to make sure he understands.

“I don’t get a say in whether or not I agree to this?” Yeonjun asks, looking at everyone, but landing on you.

“No.” the rest of you say in unison.

He laughs before finishing his drink. “Okay. I’ll pick you up at seven thirty.”

-

Even as Yeonjun pulls his motorcycle to a stop in front of your campus, he can still feel your fingernails practically digging into his stomach. 

He lifts up the visor on his helmet, “Can you please stop trying to claw your way into my intestines?”

You let go of him all together and he lets out the breath that he has been holding in. 

“Sorry.” you say, it sounding muffled under the helmet. He smiles, taking off his helmet after getting off the bike. He sets his helmet down and holds out his hand for you to take. You take it, him helping you off, before he helps you take off the helmet. “Thanks.” you say and he shrugs his shoulders as a reply. 

He glances over his shoulder, noticing people looking at him and you, whispering. “So, which one is the stalker?” he asks, trying to be discreet.

You turn your head to look, not seeing Heeseung anywhere, oddly enough. You scoff, “The one day he isn’t here is the day that you bring me.” you roll your eyes and Yeonjun shrugs.

“Well, see you later.”

“Woah-wait. I still need you to walk me.” you say, grabbing one of his shoulders to stop him from leaving.

“What? Why? You just said he isn’t here.”

“That doesn’t mean that I don’t need reinforcements.”

Yeonjun groans, but turns back around to face your campus. You clear your throat before reaching to hold his hand. You intertwine your fingers, looking at each other through the corners of your eyes, confirming that you’re ready to go. You walk hesitantly at first, but the further you get, Yeonjun releases his hand from yours to put his arm around you. Low and behold, once you made your way to the front of your class, Heeseung was there waiting right beside the door.

He, of course, hadn’t been there the whole time. He was pacing back and forth in the bathroom before working up the courage to actually make his way to your class, a part of him hoping he had just missed you so he wouldn’t actually have to see you with someone else. Yet there you are, walking up to him (well, your class), with some dude who looked like he was trying too hard to be cool with his arm around you. He felt sick and the closer you came, the more he felt like vomiting. 

You smiled, stopping in front of your class door with Yeonjun. 

“Oh Heeseung, you’re actually here, I thought you chickened out.”

He smiles, annoyed. His gaze shifts over to Yeonjun and Yeonjun smirks.

“So this is Heeseung?” He asks, eyeing him up and down.

Heeseung pokes his tongue in the side of his cheek. He looks back at Yeonjun and eyes him up and down before crossing his arms. Although he currently feels sick to his stomach, he’s still a little suspicious. 

“Am I supposed to believe you’re her boyfriend?”

Yeonjun scoffs, crossing his arms, “You can believe what you want,” he steps closer to Heeseung, leaning close to his ear making Heeseung tense up, “but you better stop messing with her regardless.”

He pulls back, smiling at Heeseung and patting one of his shoulders. Heeseung scowls, wiping off his shoulder as Yeonjun turns to you. You smile at him, ignoring Heeseungs glares.

“Have a good day, babe.” he says before kissing you on your cheek. He glances back over his shoulder before snickering at Heeseung and walking away.

You smile proudly at Heeseung while he looks at you in complete and utter shock. Did he just see what he think he just saw? He couldn’t believe it, he didn’t want to believe it. 

“Well,” you say, making him snap out of his thoughts, “you heard him: stop bothering me.” you say before going into your class.

-

“I heard from some people that he has a motorcycle and he brought her on it today.” Jake says while taking some food off of Sunghoon’s tray, earning a glare from him.

Heeseung rolls his eyes, clenching his fork harder in his hand. “I don’t get it, he’s not even her type.”

Sunghoon laughs and Heeseung scowls at him. “How would you know? You’re not exactly close with her.”

“I think it’s time for you to just leave her alone, you’ve been bugging her since we were kids.” Jay comments.

Heeseung goes quiet. Should he give up? He reminisces about the time he first saw you, laughing with your friend, and the only thing he could think about was how pretty you look when you smile. He isn’t the type to hide how he feels and he thought you would be pleasantly surprised by how open he is about how he feels about you, but when you rejected him after he bought you your favorite drink, he was confused. He didn’t want to give up, though, because all he wanted was to be able to make you laugh just like when he first saw you.

“Jay’s right, the joke has gone on for long enough.” Jake adds.

Heeseung looks up at him, raising an eyebrow. “Joke? What are you talking about?”

Before Jake can answer, a girl walks up and takes a seat in one of the open chairs at the table. Everyone’s eyes go to her as she smiles.

“Hi,” she says shyly, “Heeseung, can I speak with you privately?”

“No, thanks.” he replies, continuing to eat his food.

Jake tries to suppress his laugh and Jay kicks him from under the table. Jake’s smile falls as he kicks Jay back.

“Don’t start something you can’t finish.” Jay warns.

“You started it.” Jake mumbles.

“Well, I was just wondering,” everyone looks back at the girl, momentarily forgetting she was even there, “if you would like to get coffee with me after school.” she says, moving some of her hair behind her ear.

“No, thanks.” Heeseung says in the same uninterested tone as before, not bothering to spare her another glance as he continues eating.

She sits there, a little taken aback as an awkward silence settles. Sunghoon clears his throat before taking another bite of his food. The girl stands up and walks away, not bothering to push back in the chair; Jay and Jake watch her as she leaves.

“She was cute, why did you say no?” Jake asks.

“We know why.” Jay says, drinking some of his water.

“You’ve been turning down every girl that asks you out for years, don’t you want to at least try and date someone?” Jake asks.

Heeseung groans and sets down his fork. “What’s the point? No one else is worth the time.”

-

“You all should have seen his face.” Yeonjun beams as you and your friend group continue roaming throughout the mall.

“So, it worked?” Minjeong questioned and you nodded your head happily.

“I didn’t see him for the rest of the day and he didn’t say anything else once Yeonjun left.” you replied happily.

“And there was nothing more than a kiss on the cheek?” Yunjin questioned.

“Of course.” Yeonjun says, kissing her quickly.

You and the others groan as they both just smile at each other. 

“Oh!” Minjeong says, grabbing your hand. You look at her and then the store she was looking at, “They finally restocked the perfume I was telling you about.”

“I can’t afford that.”

She rolls her eyes, “You can’t, but I can, now come on.” she says, pulling you with her.

“I’d rather not be stuck with you two sickos, so I’m going to go with them.” Beomgyu states to Yunjin and Yeonjun before heading off to follow you and Minjeong. 

Yeonjun grimaces and mocks Beomgyu as he walks off and Yunjin laughs.

As much as Heeseung would rather have gone home straight after classes than come to the mall to help Jake pick out a new keyboard, he came anyway due to his friend’s consistent pestering. 

“You’re paying me back for gas money, I hope you know that.” Heeseung mumbles.

Jake scoffs, “You’re richer than I am, besides, friends carpool other friends.” Heeseung rolls his eyes as he and Jake make their way to the store. Heeseung opens his mouth to say something, but is caught off guard by loud giggling coming across from where he and Jake are. Both of them look in the direction of where the noise is coming from to see Yeonjun and Yunjin laughing, her hitting his shoulder playfully and him scattering kisses on her face. Heeseung stops dead in his tracks. Jake stops walking and looks between Heeseung and the couple. “What’s wrong?” he asks.

Heeseung could feel anger surging through his body. Isn’t that guy your boyfriend? Why was he so publicly flirting with this other girl? Is he cheating on you? Unknown to him, Heeseung was walking towards the two, blinded by rage. Jake tries to call after him, but it just sounded like static to Heeseung. Jake rushes to catch up to him, trying to figure out what he was going to do and why he was even doing something in the first place. Heeseung stands in front of Yeonjun, making both Yeonjun and Yunjin turn their attention towards him.

“Shit.” Yeonjun mumbles.

Heeseung didn’t have the patience to ask any questions, he knew he was right in the first place. This guy had some nerve to hurt you like this, so before anyone had another chance to say a word, Heeseung clenched his hand into a fist and punched Yeonjun in the face.

“What the hell!?” Yunjin exclaims, grabbing onto Yeonjun’s arm as he falls to the ground.

Heeseung didn’t pay any attention to the throbbing pain from his hand and raises his fist to punch him again, but Jake stops him. Yeonjun touches his face, blood dripping from his nose as he looks up at Heeseung, clenching his jaw in anger.

“You son of a b-”

“Don’t start with that, you’re the one cheating.”

Yunjin scoffs and stands up to slap Heeseung. “You have some nerve to punch my boyfriend, asshole.”

“What the hell is going on?” Beomgyu questions as you, him, and Minjeong come out from the store.

You look around to see the chaos that has ensued as well as people starting to crowd around all of you.

“This idiot punched my boyfriend because he thinks he’s cheating on you.” Yunjin says shooting you a glare as she helps Yeonjun off of the floor.

“You did what?” you turn to Heeseung.

“Isn’t he your boyfriend? Why aren’t you upset that he’s cheating on you?” Heeseung asks, confused and starting to feel the pain from his hand as the adrenaline and anger start to subside.

You open your mouth to say something, but Yunjin interrupts you. “Maybe because he isn’t actually her boyfriend.”

Heeseung looks between you and her, confused.

“Bu-”

“They only pretended to be dating because she wanted you to back off.” Yunjin seethed.

Heeseung wasn’t sure how to process all of this information, let alone, he wasn’t even sure if he was.

“Yunjin-” you try to apologize, but she pushes past you with Yeonjun. You try to grab her hand, but she pulls away and turns to you.

“It went too far.” she says, trying to control her temper before turning around to walk away with Yeonjun.

You turn to look at Minjeong and Beomgyu, but they both just look at each other awkwardly. 

“We should probably go with them.” Beomgyu says.

Minjeong nods her head, agreeing, but before they both walk past you, she stops, “I’m sure if you try talking to her tomorrow, she’ll forgive you.”

You bite the inner part of your cheek as they walk away. The crowd starts to disperse, still earning a few questioning glances from those passing by. You glare at Heeseung and begin to walk away.

“Look, I didn’t-” he tries to explain, but you cut him off by turning around, now face-to-face with him.

Tears sting as they begin to brim your eyes. There are so many things you could say to him right now, so many things to yell, but for once you find yourself to be at a loss. He too, is also at a loss for words. Seeing you look at him this way, tears in your eyes, he feels so ashamed and embarrassed. 

“Just leave me alone.” you say through shallow breaths, trying your hardest not to cry in front of him.

You knew to him this was all some sick joke, so you doubt he would actually listen to you, but you hoped there was some small part of him that would finally see you never found any of this to be funny and that he has finally taken it too far.

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You have never dreaded walking to your class this morning more than you do at this very moment; you just don’t have the energy to put up with Heeseung now or even ever again. You tried texting Yunjin, but she never replied let alone even opened the messages. You were so wrapped up in your emotions you didn’t even realize you made it to your class in peace. Relieved was an understatement about how you were currently feeling, but you also felt oddly sick. 

Although you didn’t want him bothering you, you couldn’t help but feel annoyed at the fact that he didn’t even try to apologize once while you were on your way to class. It was the least he could do, afterall. He pretty much destroyed your friendships with your closest friends and now that he’s had his fun, he no longer felt the need to keep up the act? The more you thought about it, the more angry you became. You knew you hated him before, but you’ve never been this furious with him, not even at his attempts to rub his wealth in your face by buying you things. No, this was a new low, even for him, but you keep trying to tell yourself you should’ve seen it coming.

-

“Oh hell no.” Yunjin mumbles before standing up from the steps she and the others were sitting on. Heeseung approaches cautiously as he feels their eyes burning into him with their intensive stares. “You really are a stalker, how did you even know what university I go to?” she asks, crossing her arms defensively. 

“It’s in our high school yearbooks, everyone put where they were going.” he replied. Yunjin scowls, hoping he would get the idea and leave once and for all. “I came to apologize. I just-” he pauses, looking away while clenching his jaw before looking back at them. “I’m sorry I punched you.” he says to Yeonjun. 

Yeonjun looks at him, unimpressed. 

“You suck at apologizing.” Yunjin states.

“I thought he was cheating! I didn’t know-” he groans, becoming frustrated. He tries to calm down, running his hand through his hair before speaking again. “All I want to say is that I really am sorry, I was just trying to look out for your friend, okay? She deserves better and when I saw who I thought was her boyfriend kissing someone else, I just…handled things poorly.”

Yeonjun gets up to stand next to Yunjin, draping his arm around her shoulders. “I get it, you didn’t know.”

Yunjin scoffs, “You’ve officially taken this joke of yours too far, so stop acting like you care about her and just admit it already.”

“Why does everyone think I’m joking?” he asks, both frustrated and genuinely.

“Everyone in school knew you were joking. I thought you took it too far back when you bought her a pair of some new, expensive shoes.”

Is that really how everyone saw it? Is that really how you see it?

“I bought her the shoes because she had her old ones for years and had bandaids for the blisters she was clearly getting. I also bought her extra bandages, did you forget about that?”

Yunjin stops scowling, “So you aren’t just messing with her because she rejected you?”

“Of course not, I really care about her. I know I annoy her, but I never thought she would think I was doing all of this just to hurt her feelings.”

Yunjin stands there for a second, questioning whether or not she believes him. 

“You’re right,” she starts, making eye contact with Heeseung, “she deserves the best.” It falls quiet again for a moment, mainly because Yunjin is wondering whether or not she wants to give him a chance to prove himself to you. “We’re going to meet at the club downtown around ten, if you really mean what you say, you should come.”

Heeseung stands there, stunned. Does this mean she believes him? Does this mean they all believe him? Does this mean you’ll believe him? As they walk away from the steps, they all look at him, but not the same way they did when he first came over; skeptical. They all looked at him like they wanted what he said to be true and tonight is the night he is going to prove it.

-

You walked into the club, anxious, yet grateful that Yunjin finally responded to one of your messages. You wanted tonight to be like any other night that you all hang out here, like everything was back to normal; like it was before the whole debacle with Heeseung at the mall. You made your way past the crowds of people through the darkly lit club, over to the booth you all usually sit at. 

“Hey.” you say, trying not to sound awkward.

Yunjin sheepishly smiles, “Hey.” she says.

“Are you guys going to kiss and make up now?” Beomgyu asks, honestly over all of the drama.

Everyone laughs and Minjeong hands you your usual drink as you all make your way to the dance floor. From there, you move your body to the music, just wanting to let go of all the stress you’ve been under lately. Dancing along with your friends, having a good time, is all you care about at this very moment. You were enjoying yourself, feeling confident in the outfit you chose to wear paired along with the light buzz from the alcohol you were drinking. You closed your eyes as you soaked it all in; it felt like nothing could disrupt this feeling.

“Wow…” you hear someone say before they trail off.

You open your eyes and freeze. You know this voice a little all-too-well. Your grip on the glass you are holding in your hand becomes tighter as you slowly turn towards the person who was speaking. Your eyes lock with Heeseungs as he looks at you in awe. You look stunning and he felt like all of the air from his lungs had escaped the second he saw you; breathless. You walk closer to him, so he wouldn’t get any crazy ideas and try to do something else to your friends, but as you got closer to him you couldn’t help but think about how nice he smells. You shake the thought from your head as you look up at him, your eyes meeting once again. 

All thoughts you previously had were now gone; he made your mind go blank. Have his eyes always been this pretty? No…what the hell are you thinking? Pull yourself together.

“Do you take nothing I say seriously?” you manage to blurt out.

He smiles, happy that you’re talking to him (and just because he’s happy to see you in general).

“For all the years you’ve known me, you should know better than anyone else that I can’t stay away from you.” he replies before smirking.

That smug attitude thankfully snapped you out of whatever weird thoughts you were having earlier and brought you back to reality: he’s a prick. You roll your eyes and push yourself past him as you head to the bar to return your glass. You set the glass down a little harsher than you anticipated and Heeseung follows you as you make your way out of the club. He calls after you, but you ignore him. Nothing is going to change, apparently. But as you’ve said to yourself before: you really shouldn’t be surprised.

Heeseung stops calling after you and instead catches up to you, grabbing your hand gently so you would stop walking away from him. You turn to face him, looking down at your hands for a split second, feeling a different kind of buzz result from it. You try to shake his hand away, but he doesn’t budge. You meet his eyes, feeling your heart begin to race. As much as you tried to stop, something was happening, and you were certainly not a huge fan. 

“I spoke with your friends earlier and apologized.”

He did what? Wait…have you been hallucinating this whole time? That would explain why you suddenly feel this way because you know, not in any lifetime, would you possibly have feelings for Lee Heeseung. 

“How?” is all you could manage to say. 

Your mind was running a thousand miles a minute, not really in any shape to hold any kind of conversation, but especially not one with Heeseung.

“I made a mistake. I have a lot of things I want to apologize to you for.”

He spoke so gently and sweetly; it was like he was hypnotizing you. The streets were oddly quiet, not too many people, but you could still hear the music from the club. You found yourself staring at him in amazement. The fluorescent lights from the signs of stores nearby and the streetlights felt as though they were shining on the both of you, like you two were the only people who matter.

“What?” is all you can think to say.

“I’m sorry I’ve been bothering you to the point where you felt like you had no other choice but to lie.” he says, taking a step closer to you. “I’m sorry I made you and your friend fight.” he takes another step closer to you. You felt your breath hitch as your eyes traveled along his figure. Has he always looked this good in a black button up and black pants? It doesn’t help that his sleeves are rolled up to his elbows and you find yourself staring at his arms.

He waits for you. He waits for you while he clearly sees you checking him out and it’s turning him on. God, you look so beautiful and the way you are looking at him, slowly taking in everything about him as if you are seeing him for the first time makes him want to kiss you; it makes him want to do a lot more. When your eyes meet his again, he takes this as an opportunity to step closer to you, placing his other hand on your cheek, gently cupping your face. He wants to be gentle because you are one of the most precious things to him. He leans close to your face, each others’ breath scattering lightly along one anothers face. 

“And I’m sorry,” he whispers as he rubs his thumb back and forth on your cheek, still looking into your eyes, “for making you feel like a joke.”

You feel yourself tense up. “Was it? All a joke…” you trail off, not necessarily sure what you want to happen next.

He continues looking into your eyes, never looking away because he wants you to know that he is being serious; that he means every word he says.

“Not for a second.” he replies.

You think back to everything he has done for you in a new perspective. How he would leave your favorite snack on your desk on test days, notes telling you how well you did after a presentation, volunteering to be your partner because he didn’t want you to feel alone or left out, buying you your favorite drink if you forgot to bring money for it, and asking you out to a restaurant that holds a special meaning to him and he only wants to share it with you. 

You want to kiss him, but you find yourself pulling away instead. He looks at you, confused, as you separate yourself from him, letting go of his hand. 

“I should get home. You know how early my morning class is.” you say while looking at the ground.

“Are you walking home? This late?”

You step back a little bit, finally looking back at him and you smile nervously. “I usually take the bus, but I think I missed the last one, so yeah, I guess I am.” you say kind of bunched together. Are you nervous?

“I can just drive you home.” he says, not really offering, more like telling.

You shake your head as your eyes shift to one of the cars in front of the club. You recognized it as his since he drives it to school everyday. A small, small part of you would love to ride in it, but you can walk home yourself (even if you also know it’s a bad idea).

“Yeah, I’m not letting you walk home alone this late.” he says, no longer wondering why you pulled away from him, but more concerned for your safety. He reaches for your hand and you let him take it, even if you keep telling yourself you shouldn’t. You both walk over to his car and he opens the door for you to get in. You look at him and he looks back at you, not intending on budging from his offer. You roll your eyes playfully as you get into the car. He closes the door and walks over to get into the driver's seat. He gets in and closes the door before starting his engine. You sit there, a little surprised you were even in his car in the first place. “You kind of need to put on your seatbelt.” he says, nodding his head towards the seatbelt that you left untouched. 

You laugh nervously, but for some reason, you still don’t think to move to put it on. He sighs, smiling to himself at your cuteness, before leaning over to grab the seatbelt, slowly extending it over your body before clicking it into place. He looks at you, your faces inches apart, and you feel your breathing quicken once again. His heart begins to beat faster, but he can’t stop looking at you; you’re stunning. He manages to pull himself away, worried he might make you feel uncomfortable, before putting on his own seatbelt and putting the car in drive. 

“Do you want to tell me how to get to your house?” he asks as he pulls out of the parking spot.

Your eyes widen. Right, your house. A house that--you assume--is nowhere near as nice as his house. What if once he sees just how different you two are he will stop liking you? What if he was lying before and this was his final cruel attempt to make fun of you? You shake your head.

“I would rather not tell you.”

He steps on the brake, turning his head to look at you.

“You…don’t want to tell me?”

You shake your head, hoping he’ll give up and let you out of the car. You hear him let out a tut, making you turn your head to look at him.

“Would you rather I take you to my place?” he asks, trying not to sound nervous.

Not particularly, you kind of already planned on going to bed once you got back home, but you stayed quiet, leaving him to answer his own question. He sighs, releasing his foot off the brake.

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Heeseung pulls up to a gate that guards a huge house behind it. Your mouth falls a little agape as you look at it, thinking about how the driveway is the size of your own home. He puts in the code, opening the gate, and driving up the huge driveway. He parks the car and turns off the engine, unbuckling his seatbelt before looking at you. 

“Do you need me to unbuckle it for you?” he asks while smirking.

You kind of want him to, but you opt for doing it yourself. You both get out of the car and he waits for you before he begins to lead the way. You can’t stop looking around as you two walk up the stairs leading to the (in your opinion) oversized doors, to which he opens and lets you walk in first. The house is even more luxurious on the inside than it is on the outside, which you honestly didn’t think could be possible. He shuts the door behind him and you both take off your shoes. You feel out of place, starting to feel insecure. The guy with all of this money to have this grand living room with a huge television, windows covering the walls and expensive furniture littered everywhere claims to like you? And has for years? You were starting to find it hard to believe again. 

“I hope this is okay.” he says, breaking the silence. 

You weren’t sure what he meant, but you assume he’s hoping it’s okay that he brought you here. He starts heading for the staircase and you follow behind, still taking in your surroundings. He leads you to his room, and you decide to stand by the doorframe. To you, it doesn’t seem like the downstairs even needs a living room since he already has a couch and t.v. in his room along with a big bed laying on a platform and more windows for walls. A beep is heard and the curtains for his windows start automatically covering them and the two lamps on his bedside tables turn on. He looks back at you, smiling at your expression that he finds to be adorable. 

“You can come in, you know.” he says as he rummages through some drawers.

You hesitantly walk into his room, somehow just noticing how nice it smells, and find the confidence to walk up the few steps to his bed to take a seat. You turn your head to look around some more and Heeseung looks up, stopping what he is doing upon seeing you on his bed. You are on his bed. Is he dreaming? He honestly never thought this day would come and he clears his throat to try and calm his nerves, making you look at him.

“What are you doing?” you finally ask.

He grabs what he came in for and walks over to you holding out the clothes he picked himself.

“The guest rooms don’t have any clothes in them, so you can borrow mine.”

Did he just say “rooms” as in plural, like multiple? 

“Right, naturally.” you tease.

He smiles and you stand to grab the clothes from him. You hold them as you look up at him, once again meeting his eyes. That feeling starts to form again, the one where you don’t want to stop looking at him and certainly don’t want him to stop looking at you.

“I forgive you.” you whisper.

He looks confused for a second before he understands what you mean. He smiles.

“You don’t know how happy I am to hear that.” 

You aren’t sure if it’s the atmosphere, the way he smells, the way he’s looking at you, or all three combined, but before you can even process what you are doing, you are tossing the clothes he handed you onto the floor and pulling him by the collar to kiss you.

Holy. Shit. You’re kissing him. You’re kissing him. One of your hands moves to hold the side of his neck while the other moves to the back of his hair as you start running your fingers through it, gripping it here and there. He moves his hands to hold your waist, squeezing them lightly from anticipation, as he kisses you back. He gains more confidence, pulling you as closely as possible to him, as he deepens the kiss. He is desperate for you, he is desperate to show you how he feels. He lifts you up and your legs wrap around his waist, him carefully carrying you and placing you onto his bed. He lays you down as you two continue to kiss, him pulling away from your lips and beginning to leave a trail of light, breathy, kisses from your jaw down to your collarbone. Your chest raises from the deep breath you take and he swears he is going to lose his mind from looking at you in your current state. The state he is currently leaving you in. 

His hands roam your body, wanting to feel every inch of you.

“Heeseung…” you say breathlessly, practically sending him over the edge.

He can feel his erection growing and you saying his name like that makes his cock ache harder. He pulls away from leaving hickeys along your chest, pulling you up by the waist so he can lift your dress off of you. He pulls it over your head and you help him, throwing the dress off to the side. He rests his forehead on yours, trying to calm his breathing and you begin to palm his erection. He whines, moving your hand away before laying you back down. His eyes scan your body, now realizing you were never wearing a bra. There you are, laying on his bed in nothing other than your underwear and he has to try and collect himself before he cums in his pants at just the mere sight of you. His right hand begins to travel up your leg, his fingers lightly running along your skin as he continues to look at you, look at every inch of you. His fingers travel past your hip up to your breasts where he cups one of them, earning a small gasp from you.

He bites the inner part of his cheek, trying to contain himself as he fondles your breast, playing with your nipple, watching how your face contorts in pleasure. He leans down to leave light kisses on your shoulder, looking at your face between each one, going down and stopping at your other breast before latching his mouth around your nipple. You bite your lip, one of your hands comes to grip his hair. He moans as he swirls his tongue around your nipple, occasionally flicking it. He felt drunk and so incredibly turned on. He stops fondling your other breast with his hand and lightly trails his fingers down to your underwear, sticking his hand inside. You gasp again, his fingers feeling a little cold as he runs them along your wet folds. 

Fuck he was making you feel good and you let out a moan, making him smirk. He sticks a finger in, making you grip his hair a little harder, and so he sticks in two. You moan again and he pulls away from your breast to kiss you as his fingers pump in and out of you. You’ve become so wet that you start to cover his hand in your wetness, the sound of his hand coming in constant contact with your pussy starting to fill the room. You feel yourself become close and your mouth falls agape. He stops kissing you and pulls back as well as pulling his fingers out of you. You open your eyes, the dim lights suddenly being so bright as you try to process what is happening.

He brings his fingers to his lips, licking off your arousal from them. His eyes close as he inhales deeply, consumed by the taste of you.

“Please, Heeseung…” you start to plead.

He opens his eyes and figures he can’t leave you without what you want. So, in honor of a fair trade since he feels intoxicated by your taste, he takes off your underwear and throws your legs over his shoulders as he positions his face in front of your pussy. You swallow harshly as you feel his breath on you before he licks a stripe along your core, causing your eyes to roll back a little bit and your back arch at the sudden contact. His hands grip the sides of your thighs as he indulges in you, licking up every last drop of you before making his way to your clit and sucking on it.

“Fuck, Heeseung…” you moan out breathlessly.

He’s too consumed by your taste to notice and he pulls you more into his face. He moans into you, one of his hands leaving your thigh as he starts to finger you again. He hears you moaning and gasping, prompting him to open his eyes and look at you. Just the sight of you causes him to pick up his pace, his fingers rapidly going in and out of you and the more you moan, the more turned on he gets. You feel yourself become closer, gripping the sheets as you call out his name. That mixed with the taste of you on his tongue makes him moan. You taste so good, you look so beautiful, he feels like the luckiest man alive to have you call out his name. He sucks harder and pumps faster as he moans into you, cumming in his pants. 

Your head falls deeper into the pillow you were laying on as you release yourself all over his fingers, mouth, and face. His movements begin to slow down as he calms down from his high and he pulls away, seeing your legs shaking a bit. He sits back, taking your legs off of his shoulders and you look at him. His face is flushed and shiny because of your cum, which he didn’t mind. He licked his fingers again, trying to catch his breath afterwards and you find the energy to sit up. 

You pull him in for a kiss and his hands land on your ass, squeezing it. You moan and reach your slightly shaky hands up to the buttons on his shirt, unbuttoning them. You pull away as you take the shirt off of him, throwing it to the side. This time, you leave a trail of kisses from his jaw to his neck, his mouth falling agape from pleasure. He was becoming hard again and so you started to undo his belt as well as the button and zipper on his pants. You can hear him let out shallow breaths, and he pulls you back to kiss him on the lips. You kiss each other with so much need, and as you start taking off his pants, he pulls away to take them off himself. 

You watch as he does, seeing his bulge through his underwear along with the cum stain from earlier. You smirk, which makes him feel a little shy.

“Come here.” you say, your eyes flicking back to meet his.

He listens, and you move each other so he is now the one laying back as you sit between his legs. He swallows harshly, completely turned on by the sight of your bare self looking at him in such a sinful way. Fuck, he wants you to ruin him. You keep eye contact with him as you lightly grab the edge of his boxers. His breath hitches as he becomes increasingly more nervous and he bites his lip as you run your pointer finger over his v-line. You smirk, slowly pulling his boxers off of him and finally letting his aching cock free. You cast aside his boxers, lightly running your fingers along his length, making him let out little moans, trying to decide what you want to do next. Seeing him like this, you decide you can’t wait any longer, so you position yourself over his cock, one hand holding onto his shoulder as the other guides it into your cunt. 

You both throw your heads back as you let out a moan in unison. You slowly sank onto his length and he watched in awe. He couldn’t believe this was actually happening and when you finally settled fully onto his cock, his mind felt fuzzy. You felt so fucking good and here you were, riding his dick with hickies all over your chest and neck made by him. Consumed by his thoughts, he gripped your hips a little bit harsher as he let out a stifled breath. You look at him, wondering what was happening, but feeling his cock twitch inside of you and him letting out a string of moans and apologies answered your question quickly as he came inside of you. 

His breathing settled after his release and he looks at you, eyes a little hazy, but full of pleasure; he looked so fucked out. 

“I’m so sorry.” he half whispers and half exclaims. 

He really meant it and to be honest, he was kind of embarrassed. You shake your head.

“Don’t be,” you say, starting to rock your hips, causing his eyes to roll back in pleasure, “it was hot.” You pick up your speed and call out his name from how good he is making you feel. “Shit…” you whine as you start to lose momentum from the pleasure. He notices and adjusts himself so he is laying a little bit lower to which he slings his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him. You let out a small yelp as he hoists his hips up, thrusting into you, fast and deep. “Fuck…” you call out into his ear, making him pick up his pace. 

Moans mixed with the sound of his cock rutting into you fills the room and you grip the sheets as you feel yourself clench around him.

“Fuck-” Heeseung starts, but is cut off by his own moans from being close to his climax.

He thrusts into you faster and you clench around him harsher, your legs shaking as you cum all over his dick. He grips your waist harsher and clenches his jaw, breathy moans still escaping through his teeth as he cums–once again–inside of you. He does a few more thrusts to ride out his high before pulling out of your throbbing cunt. You both lay there for a moment, you still on top of him, trying to catch your breath.

“So…” Heeseung starts. You lift your head slightly to look him in the eyes and he smiles sheepishly, “does this mean you’ll go on that date with me?” he asks, hopeful.

You roll your eyes, “God, you’re annoying.” you say before smiling.

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[bonny-kookoo]

Jungkook

𝓣𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓒𝓪𝓻𝓮. [Closed Doors]

Jungkook makes decisions every day- but none has ever felt as hard to make as the decision whether or not to keep or leave you.

Tags/Warnings: Hospital/Medical AU, Doctor!Jungkook, slightly aged up!Jungkook, Hybrid!Reader, Dog Hybrid!Reader, another slightly heavy one but the comfort is strong with this hurt, angst, fluff, romance, strangers to lovers, blood, medical stuff, mentions of domestic (physical and mental) abuse, corruption, mentions of drug abuse, health scare²

Length: 2.3k Words, it's very tiny I'm very sorry

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A/N: hi sorry I just really like this fic pls eat your vegetables

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"The little guy is recovering good." Namjoon nods. "But we'll have to inform child protective services, no matter if it was an accident or not.." He sighs, as Jungkook nods.

"I'm pretty sure it'll go well if it really was just that." He says. "I can't believe people just leave this stuff around when they know children eat any candy they see the moment they get the chance to." He shakes his head a bit angrily. "If that boy was a hybrid he'd be dead."

"Luckily he's not. I'll send the boy over to pediatrics, and as soon as that happens, he's out of our hands." Namjoon reminds his friend and coworker, as they both silently agree, walking through the hall. "How's your puppy doing?"

"Awake, and she's been transferred out of the ICU this morning, so I'm gonna check on her now and see how she's doing." Jungkook sighs, running a hand through his hair.

"Have you decided if you want to take her in yet?" Namjoon wonders, greeting a fellow doctor who's passing by.

"No." Jungkook shakes his head. "Not.. yet."

It's a touchy subject for now- so Namjoon leaves it alone- letting the doctor enter your new room on his own, to check up on you.

It's quiet inside, no nurse yet present- and Jungkook is actually a little thankful for the short, quiet moment he's got. Standing close to you, he lets his hand run over one of your soft ears- now cleaned and fur soft and vibrant in color. It's something Jimin had informed him about yesterday- how you cried from happiness after he'd helped you properly clean your ears and tail, something that appeared to be very much unfamiliar and new to you.

It angers him, to know that you were nothing but something to show off until now.

So many of your health problems could've been avoided if you just had received any amount of proper care and attention. Yoongi already suspects that you might have developed some behavioral issues from the way you've been living until now- all that, combined with your physical troubles will take weeks if not months to resolve. If they ever resolve fully at all, that is.

Not that Jungkook really cares. He'd take you in even if you were to bite and scratch.

But it's not that easy, and he knows this. "Hello?" He carefully says as his hand shakes your shoulder gently. "Can you wake up for me for a moment?" He requests, and your eyes slowly open, squinting at the bright hospital lights, before you stretch- and hiss at something cramping. "Good morning." He greets you- and suddenly you seem to realize who's there- and your tail begins to wag under the blanket, ears turned towards him as you smile. "How do you feel, hm?" He wonders, but you don't answer.

It's to be expected. All of these traumatic events must've taken a toll on you- not just physically.

"Well you're looking a lot better already, that's for sure." Jungkook tells mostly himself, though he smiles when he spots you taking the praise for yourself as well. It gives him a moment just to quietly look at you; imagine what life could be like if someone like you was to wait for him inside his apartment, every day whenever he'd come home from work.

Surely, you'd turn his apartment into a home in no time. The thought of just a little more chaos inside his living space, a little more of a mess here and there, a bit of disorder in his life, might just be what could color his life a little more vibrantly. Make things more exciting, more emotionally valuable- maybe it could even make his life less about work, and more about..

well, living.

You're yawning, and he laughs, train of thought broken as he pets your head teasingly, before the door opens, and a very chipper Jimin walks in. "Ah, there's my favorite person!" He sings almost, walking in to put the small tray of food down, before he looks at Jungkook. "And you too, Doctor Jeon."

"Well thank you." Jungkook jokes, before he watches as Jimin opens the tray, revealing some light soup and rice for you to eat. It's only a small portion- just to slowly ease you back into eating, and not overwhelm you again. He notices how attached you seem to what he recognizes is an empty pillowcase of all things you seem to cling to, probably for comfort, taken from your first room you occupied. It's another problem- you now have no one to bring you any clothes or comforting items into hospital at all.

You're alone, all by yourself.

And for some reason, the realization of that small fact hits him hard.

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It's been not even a full 24 hours, and you're already causing mischief.

"There you are!" Jungkook sighs, relieved to have finally found you near a vending machine two floors away from where you should be- which is in your room, in your bed. You, meanwhile, are just simply smiling at him, tail wagging at the sight of him crouching down to you to pet your head. "Come on now, you gave the poor nurses a near heart-attack by vanishing like that." He gently scolds, before he stands back up to his full height, reaching for your hand.

But you just let yourself fall to your side, stubborn. Tail still wagging, smacking onto the smooth floor.

"Got yourself a troublemaker, huh doctor Jeon?" An older nurse laughs, watching the interaction between the hybrid specialist and you while she prepares a cart with food trays for the patients. The news of Jungkook's interest in maybe adopting you permanently has made it's round quite quickly by now- mostly thanks to Jimin, who's the unofficial news reporter of every bit of gossip there is.

Jungkook sighs. "Seems like it." He chuckles, unable to really be upset with you, considering how glad he is to see you up and running again instead of pale and fighting in the ER. It's as if you finally realized that in here, no one actually wants to hurt you. No one blames you. No one is mad at you. You're actually being cared for here- you can truly be yourself, and no one's gonna get upset over it.

And slowly, Jungkook starts to see your true personality- which does help in his decision whether or not you'll fit into his life, or not. He's not made one yet- the papers are still at home, on his desk in his office, unsigned.

It's a tough decision to make, after all.

On one hand, sure; he really likes you, you seem absolutely sweet and also independent enough to stay at home by yourself if he goes by all of your documents, which included general assessment of your overall intelligence and social capabilities. You're a bit of an odd case- while your instincts are very strong, your hybrid features very well developed, and your overall behavior shows habits and reactions similar to a hybrid much higher on the scale, you do know how to properly process situations in a more human way.

For example; Loud noises startle you, but they don't make you panic. Food and snacks make you excited, but they're useless as bribery if you don't want to do something. You can read, write, and are educated to a very good degree, and you understand social cues without any issues.

But on the other hand, Jungkook isn't a man with endless patience. He gets frustrated easily, especially with himself- so what if he snaps at you on accident? Will you understand that he doesn't mean it badly, and that it's not even directed at you? And what about when he has to work- will you be lonely in his home, unhappy but too nice to actually tell him? He doesn't want you to just waste away while he's too focused on his career. It's something important for him, after all- he can't just quit and call it a day.

Even if you were to say that you don't need the attention, or the affection, or constant care or anything at all- he'd still feel bad for not providing it anyways. Because you deserve it. You deserve someone who can love you each day properly, someone who doesn't have to push you to the back every time his job has to take priority.

He's not sure what decision to make.

Or if there's even a choice at all.

Suddenly, you're pulling on his shirt to get back his attention- probably because he started to look mad while thinking. He knows he does this- it's why he usually turns away from patients whenever he has to think about something, which makes his face look upset. "I'm not mad." He reassures you, smiling again, petting your ears again while you watch him with suspicion. You're currently in a different headspace, regressing after all the stress and honestly rather traumatic events, which makes communication a little difficult- but everyone manages, since you're quite expressive in other ways, able to tell what you want and think either way.

Jungkook wants to take care of you- he wants to take you home, and make sure you're happy forever, but he can't be selfish, or too fast with his decision.

"Now come on, it's lunch soon. You hungry?" He asks, and you nod, tail wagging as you stand up alongside him, hand holding onto his shirt as you walk next to him-

and this time, he decides to cave in a little, as he instead holds your hand in his while walking back to your room with you.

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Jungkook likes to play music in his apartment, even if it's just quiet.

It fills the space with noise, makes him feel less lonely, takes his mind off of things. It helps relax. But tonight, it doesn't really work, as he sits in his office, sighing as he looks at the unsigned paperwork still on his desk in front of him. He's read through all the documents more than twice now, knows what's written down, what information it all gives out to him- and yet, he's unsure what to do with it.

If he signs it, you'll be given to him for a foster time first- three weeks of 'trying it out' so to speak, to see if you're a good fit for him, and if he's a good fit for you. During that time, a careworker will visit randomly to check up once or twice, and at the end of it, it's you both who have to agree to an actual permanent registration. But Jungkook worries, he always does.

The thing he worries most about, is the fact that he feels like he's already in too deep. There's a small, pink and white plush toy in his lap after all, bought yesterday straight after work from a store specializing in hybrid clothing and other items. It's a comfort plush that holds scents very well, so he keeps it close to his body ever since buying it to offer it to you tomorrow morning when he's back in hospital to check up on you.

And yes, he has been browsing what a dog hybrid of your specific breed might need to live a happy life. He might also have looked up options for sports or other activities you might want to do-

he's really in deep, isn't he?

He sighs yet again, scratching his head in frustration after he puts down the pen, staring at the 'signature here' spot at the bottom. It could all be so easy, but he really doesn't want to fuck this all up.

He knows from Taehyung, an anesthesiologist and good friend, that having a hybrid can actually work out perfectly. He's balancing it just fine, his own hybrid at home happy and healthy, his work never suffering, his happiness thriving. The young medical worker always shows off pictures of him and his hybrid, proudly, and he really has every reason to be, considering where she came from.

But Jungkook also knows how tough it can be.

He's reminded of it every time he checks up on Yoongi and his cat hybrid- now awake, but clearly in distress over her lack of control over her own body, and it's going to be a long road to recovery for her and Yoongi just as much. He knows they'll get through it- but the amount of heartbreak and absolute terror that went down just scared Jungkook, straight up.

And he knows, your future together is absolutely going to be both of those scenarios- good, and bad.

"What's the worst that can happen.." He hums to himself, one hand playing with the fuzz of the comfort plush in his lap, little black eyes staring blankly at him, tiny mouth curved into a forever smile.

You deserve a happy future. You deserve to have opportunities, and care, and affection, and a stable environment you can rely on, and thrive in. And he won't ever really gain the knowledge of that happening if he's not the one providing that for you.

And yet, the doubts are still there, clouding his mind.

What's he going to do?

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[creepy-friday]

I love these ideas so much but imagine the proxies with the Operators daughter🤔

I saw this a couple of years ago in a fan fic but it was really bad and had the stereotypical proxies

But like the proxies with “human” reader who unknowingly is the Operators daughter

And the only reason that she doesn’t know is because her mom is human and she looks like her mom but she still is immortal like her dad?

Creepypasta Proxies x Slenderman's Daughter!Reader

The Slenderman's origins are vague and unknown in terms of his past,so this gives me plenty of freedom to play with the idea

I imagine that a long time ago,he was a simple married man looking for a just-as-simple life.One day,the war made them run away,separating him from his pregnant wife in the process.

The soldiers found him shielding children from the horros of war,and killed them all on the spot-making him tied to their souls and to the forest as well.

His rage made him erase most of his memories except the ties of his existence.That's how his powers were based on his past,erasing memories,provoking headaches and nosebleeds as the ones he experienced during the war,and having a problem with the technology he didn't get to live to see developing.

Several years later,the pregnant woman was found dead but with a miracle inside of her-a living baby soon to be burned by The Church.The crime was stopped by a family who took in the living baby.

Since Slenderman doesn't remember his past,he can feel a deep connection to you,that's why he ordered his proxies to watch you for a while

All of them are left confused,but obeyed.They all tough that he either wanted to recruit you or to keep you for "personal reasons"

"Did the old man got the jollies for a younger woman?" Masky joked,giving a friendly hit to his friend's elbow."I wouldn't say so."

"Well,so?" he asked.

"I don't know,but it's not that." he ended the conversation,fully believing that Masky wouldn't get his point of view anyways.

Your arrival in the mansion made the residents super aware and weary of you,since you gave off the same aura as your father(but with a feminine touch,I imagine more mystery rather than eeriness)

Masky's typical fucker behaviour would mellow down SIGNIFICANTLY

Sure,he can still be a dick but in a more "I don't fuck with boss's daughter" type.Everytime he would get angry with you he would simply bite his lip,clench his jaw,and hold back

I imagine the reader being confused and slightly scared,unaware of her importance in the mansion,at the same time I can see her having an angry breakdown as to why these murderers keep her here

Hoodie would try to keep you calm,but at the same time he would expose you to the reality of the mansion.He wouldn't hide bloody stains nor the scars around his body

Your aura never affected him but rather kept him interested,completely absorbed in your mystery but at the same keeping a safe distance from you

Toby would be the one to probably tell you why you're here💀I can see him trying to form a bond with you much like he would do with the maid reader in the other au,such as wanting to become your safe resort

Would they talk about you behind your back?Fuck yeah,after all,you're the only "human" that is connected to their boss more than the other creeps are

The romance would be angsty if you would engage in it,after all you're eternal while the others are very much ephemeral

#creepypasta headcanons #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta #y/n #headcanons #tim wright #tim wright x reader #brian thomas #brian thomas x reader #brian x reader #hoodie x reader #masky x reader #ticci toby headcanons #toby x reader #slenderman #slenderman's daughter #creepypasta imagines

[starrylothcat]

First of all, thank you to all my followers and mutuals. If you follow me for my writing or my unhinged reblogging, I appreciate all of you from the bottom of my heart! Sorry it took me a minute to put this together! This was a fun event to run, and big hugs to everyone who sent in their shout-outs. Please check out everything on this list, there's a lot of wonderful content from even more wonderful creators! (Linking and formatting on Tumblr is wonky so if I made any mistakes or links don't work, please let me know!) Masterlist under the cut!

⭐Fanfiction⭐

Glitch’s Masterlist - OC Masterlist by @techs-stitches

Masterlist of OC Glitch x Tech

In More Ways Than One (NSFW) The Bad Batch x F Reader by @madameminor

A night out with the Batch almost turns into a bar brawl, until your quick thinking sets up the perfect cover. Then your squad starts thinking it doesn't have to stay a cover. Sharing is caring, after all.

Fireworks - Hound x F Reader by @imarvelatthestars

Reader meets Hound after her massiff makes a run for it. Will romance blossom?

Dance With Me - Echo x Reader by @kaminocasey

You're cleaning the ship, listening to music, and Echo gets an idea.

Dominoes AO3 Link - by @meridiansdominoes

Domino squad wakes up to find themselves back on Kamino, hours from taking their final test... except they remember passing the final test, and they each remember dying afterwards, too.

Ghosts of Coruscan AO3 Link by numphet on AO3

Padmé Amidala, a former senator of the fallen Republic, barely survived the childbirth. After her recovery, she suffered from partial memory loss and was led to believe that the Emperor's mysterious enforcer, Darth Vader, killed her husband on Mustafar. Eight years later, she has joined the aspiring Rebel Alliance and volunteered to take part in a high-risk operation, only to be captured and thrown into an Imperial prison. To hide her true identity and protect her children from the Empire's wrath, she is forced to use a little too predictable alias.

Doc’s Febuwhump Series - The Bad Batch x OC by @staycalmandhugaclone

Fem Medic OC fic series with all the Batchers

Nightsky (NSFW) Echo x F Reader x Rex by @rain-on-kamino

Just back from a mission, The Bad Batch is unexpectedly visited by Rex. So you just have to wait a little longer to lay down with your love Echo. Or? Maybe this is the opportunity to try something new. Especially since the handsome captain obviously has a crush on you, too.

In Need (NSFW) Hunter x Jedi F Reader by @wanderer-six

While travelling with the Bad Batch, you find yourself overwhelmed by a certain need. Unable to deal with it, you try to wait it out in hopes it will pass. But you come to find that your arousal has been unintentionally torturing your poor sergeant.

Positions (NSFW) Cody x F Reader x Rex by @kaminocasey

Rex invites Cody out to 79s, only because they have bigger plans for you tonight.

Water and Rock (NSFW) Obi Wan x F Reader by @split-spectrum

When your former master Obi Wan joins you on a mission, it's clear things aren't the same as they once were. The trials you face together may break your bond, or turn it into something else entirely.

Hunter x F Reader by @freesia-writes with bonus spicy Hunter fanart by @verndusk and a smutty part 2 by @spicy-clones. Phew! Clone Matchmaking AU Masterlist by @tcwmatchmakingau

The Clone Wars have ended, and with their legal status secured, the clone troopers look to the future, to the things they never thought they would be able to have. Homes. Families. Love. But without the support systems and social structures available to natborns, many troopers have difficulty finding meaningful connections. Enter Right to Love Matchmaking Service: a not-for-profit organization dedicated to helping clone troopers find the loves of their lives.

Sharp Edges (NSFW) Crosshair x Reader by @spicy-clones & @lightwise

What started off as self-indulgent Crosshair smut has evolved into a fully-developed fic, with plot, character development, twists and turns, angst, yearning, and plenty of delicious *spice*. ;)

⭐Artwork⭐

Wrecker and Reader Cuddles (plus Lula!) by @madbunnyarts

Bo Katan Comic by @projectorthus for @bokatanweek

Celebrating Anakin's Birthday by @stealingpotatoes

They Call Themselves...The Bad Batch by @shyranno

Alpha 17 and Captain Rex by @cobaltbeam

Sexy Tech Fanart by @raevulsix

Crosshair Back on The Marauder by @zaana

Awesome Graphics by @idontgetanysleep

Fixing TBB S2 Finale by @lightspringrain

#the bad batch #the clone wars #starrysfollowevent #the bad batch x reader #the clone wars x reader #clone x reader #star wars fanfiction #tcw #x reader #star wars #the bad batch fanart #the bad batch fanfiction #star wars fanart #tbb fanart #tcw fanart #tbb #tbb fanfiction

[negamekos]

Various games Himaruya has worked on: a small compilation

(Warning: 3/4 of them are horror games)

With my newest hyperfixation now being visual novels, I've recently turned my attention to some of the visual novel-style games Hima has made in the past. There's a few super short personal project ones like Noto-sama and Cleaning Prussia which he made in pre-anime adaptation times, but I just want to share the more notable/interesting ones I know about.

Gakuen Hetalia (2011-2012)

You've probably heard of this one. Given that it was released in the early seasons of the anime adaptation, it has that art style, for better or for worse. I honestly thought the existence of this game was a joke when I first heard of it but no it's a real game, developed by the one and only Otomate and released for the DS and PSP. It's an otome game with Seychelles as the protagonist, and is fully voiced. From what I've heard about this game, there's not much romance and has mostly platonic interactions. Also Gakuen AU.

Since this is pretty much a game adaptation of the anime, this is probably the one that Hima least had a hand in making, as compared to the ones I'm about to talk about. Still a neat game in its own right.

The Hetalian Horror Show (2015)

Another one you might have heard of if you browse Hetarchive, which has a partial translation for this game. This one's a fairly short free game set in the Gakuen AU (again) with Bulgaria as the protagonist. It's basically about a couple of the nations gathering to tell 'scary' stories (whether they're actually scary varies). Features highlights such as:

Robul moment

America casually revealing Classified Government Secrets

Bear Grylls

Iggy bullying

Low-key nsfw illustration of Bul butt-naked and tied up

And a twist ending you will not believe! (not clickbait)

Like the other free games he's made, Hetahorror is completely made by Hima (even the background images were taken by him). You can download the game here from his blog. And Hetarchive's partial translation is here.

Now here are the non-Hetalia ones (which I think are a little more interesting)

Apathy Midnight Collection: Volume 1 (2007)

See those characters in the top right? That's Hima's art. Yeah. This game is a horror anthology game released all the way back in 2007, with three different stories and each having different writers and artists. The first two stories are the longest (apparently they have over a hundred different endings combined), and if you look around I think you can find some posts about them, they're quite interesting. The one Hima did the illustrations (and direction) for is the final story, Hashira no Kizu (or Scratches on the Pillar), which is the one that I heard leans the hardest into the horror atmosphere, and is quite different overall from the other two stories.

If you're curious about this game, you can purchase it here on BOOTH, and you can find an English fan translation here.

By the way, this game is a retelling of sorts of a much older game (from the 90s!) called Gakkou de Atta Kowai Hanashi (Scary Stories at School). Which leads me to this game...

Inaka no Gakkou de Atta Kowai Hanashi (2014-2016)

This is a full-length visual novel made by Hima's doujin group Shimaoka Kenkou Land, and it's a homage to the aforementioned Gakkou de Atta Kowai Hanashi. It's pretty similar in setting to Hetahorror (in fact that game was probably inspired by that too), with students coming together to share their horror stories. It's very atmospheric, with a lot of ambient noises and background images which really drive home the 'inaka/countryside' part of the story. Hetahorror had shades of this too, so consider this a 'deluxe' version lol. Except unlike the Hetalia one I feel this game is actually pretty scary ngl...there's a lot of comedic moments, but also just as many genuinely gruesome scenes (I'm not kidding, some of the images are quite violent)

I only played the demo (which can be downloaded from the same page as the Hetalia game), and man the stories really range from 'I saw this lady walking her dog and holding a cute plush toy from afar so I asked if I could take a picture of it, but it turned out it wasn't a plush toy, it was a bag for dog droppings' to 'my friend and his entire family were mauled to death and it wasn't an animal that did it'.

The full game apparently has voice acting too, but this was a super-duper limited release (like it was sold in Animate stores for less than a year back in 2016) and I really liked the demo so I'm just considering getting it second-hand at this point. It's so obscure I can't find much info on the game in Japanese, much less English...

Just to show how atmospheric it felt, I have here a recording of part of the game which I can't stop replaying (sorry for no audio)

Anyway looking at the games he made really makes me wish he had the time to make one nowadays....he could probably make an amazing official Hetaoni horror game and I would pay real-life money to play it. This has been a PSA.

#well this got long #why did i write this noone's gonna read this #seriously that last game is crazy I want to play the full ver so badly #hetalia #aph #hws #hidekaz himaruya #visual novel #apathy midnight collection #gakkou de atta kowai hanashi #should I bother tagging characters #hws germany #hws italy #hws japan #also #horror game #long post

[tafadhali]

Yuletide recs, part 1

Cross-posting this from DW. I have >50 works bookmarked on Pinboard so far, but here are 24 favorites.

Asteroid City I hadn't thought to seek out fic for this movie, but I thought both of these captured the Wes Anderson style brilliantly and developed characters and a relationship we only see a glimpse of in the film in interesting (and very different) ways: 

Things That Won't Be Here Tomorrow (Conrad/Jones, 6k)

windows broken and dreaming (Conrad/Jones, 4k)

Bottoms So Bomb (PJ/Hazel, PJ & Josie, 1k) — "Josie helps PJ be a better girlfriend to Hazel"; hysterical

Casablanca The Sentimentalists (Rick/Ilsa, Ilsa/Victor, Rick/Ilsa/Victor, 9k) — post-canon, Rick runs into Ilsa and Victor in Lisbon

Dimension 20

In our midnight world (Leiland/Markus, 5k) — really captures the silliness of Escape from the Bloodkeep and I love all the appearances by the other characters

it doesn't hurt; there's nothing to it(Hob/Rue, 4k)— love them and love them trying to ~*~communicate~*~; hot and sweet first time

Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves Perception Check (Roll for Romance) (Xenk/Edgin, 6k) —

"I bet Xenk fucks like a metronome, too. You know." Holga makes a highly suggestive, repetitive gesture. "In, out. In, out. No variation. Same exact rhythm every time. Boring." Edgin stares at her, torn between horror and fascination. "You've really thought about this, huh?" (So has he. Unfortunately.)

Frederica - Georgette Heyer A Series of Notable Events (Frederica/Alverstoke, 13k) — "What it says on the tin: a series of notable events in the lives of Frederica and Alverstoke, post-canon."

Goblin Emperor A Private Room (gen, 5k) — Maia learns of a scandal brewing from Csethiro, but she is quite able to manage things

An Unexpected Letter (gen, 1k) — Thara gets a letter from the Emperor after Grief of Stones and I have several feelings

The Good Place The Real Actual Human Life of Michael Realman (gen, 1k) — what it says in the title! cute and fun

Hercule Poirot

The Case of the Distracted Detective (Hastings/Poirot, 2k) — I can honestly say I've never read this particular misunderstanding before, and itw as charming and funny!

The Eye of a Needle (gen, 4k) — a neat little casefic with a daemon AU twist

High School Musical Stick to the Status Quo (Reprise) (Chad/Ryan, 17k) — I was totally charmed by this "didn't know they were dating" classic

Jeeves & Wooster Supporting Partner's Suit (Jeeves/Wooster, Honoria/OFC, 6k) — "Never let it be said that Bertie Wooster will abandon a pal in need, even if that pal is a woman who is temporarily in possession of his body and he doesn’t fully understand what’s going on"

Kiss Kiss Bang Bang Fool Proof (Harry/Perry/Harmony, 7k) — this is extremely hot and very funny; captures the tone of the movie perfectly

The Matrix if you'll believe in me (gen, 7k) — "Trinity thinks about anger. Bugs thinks about choices. Both of them think about the future." Interesting fic that picks up mid-Resurrections

Nine Worlds a key that winds through secret wards (gen, 11k) — Kip in the aftermath of the Emerald Conspiracy; a really interesting look into an unexplored part of canon

Ocean's 11 pulse and swing (baby do your thing) (Danny/Rusty, 3k) — fixit for O8 involves Danny doing thief PT and re-figuring out his and Rusty's relationship

somebody else's wallet (Danny/Rusty, 1k) — nicely structured ficlet about Danny and Rusty becoming DannyandRusty

Oz the skin you're in (Dorothy/Ozma, 6k) — "'If we learn magic, you could maybe change your body to be like your old one. You weren’t ever given the choice to keep that boy’s body, were you?' asked Dorothy.

Keep it? The idea jolted Ozma a little bit. Why, how does a person keep another body? You only had the one, right?"

Singin' in the Rain Working Honeymoon (Don/Cosmo/Kathy, 4k) — somehow Cosmo finds himself coming along for the ride on Don and Kathy's honeymoon

Sports Night First Chill of Fall (Dan/Casey, 3k) — all I ever want for Yuletide is more Dan/Casey... this one is set post-s2 and features a slightly oblivious Dan

The Sting the last train to wherever you need to be (Henry/Johnny, 3k) — against their better interests, Johnny and Henry keep running into each other post-movie

#recs #fic recs #yuletide #yuletide 2023

[findyourrp]

hear yee hear yee! I've arrived to talk to you about Baldur's Gate 3! 🖤

so personally, I've come seeking M x M threads exclusively. more specifically, I'm interested in some OC x CC and OC x OC shenanigans. I have a whole list of OCs I'm thrilled to throw at you and though none of them are Tav exactly, I have no problem fitting them into that role if need be. personally, I'm even okay adapting them as an average companion if that works for the plot. honestly, I'm very lenient. now, for the specifics;

I'd be thrilled to toss my pretty, twinky half-elf bard whom hails from Baldur's Gate at Gale of Waterdeep, or a tiefling childhood friend of Wyll Ravengard's at him. hence, you know, obviously I would love to find someone to write either Gale or Wyll. like I mentioned, my characters are not exactly Tavs but, if you're more comfy with that, I can edit them to fit the role. trust me that I come with fully developed characters for this, too. other than that, I'm very extremely open to all sorts of OC x OC shenanigans!

logistics then; I prefer to write over discord, in our shared little haven of a server. open to tupperbox! I typically write multiple paragraphs; I don't think it's possible to even get a reply under two paragraphs minimum out of me. third person prose, past tense preferred though optional. I prefer my partners to match my writing style so I've got samples you can take a look at if you want! good grammar is a must, though I'm naturally forgiving of small mistakes. normally I reply at least daily, though depending on how life is (as you do) results may vary. hoping for something similar! super open to AUs, crossovers, different timelines, multiple threads and so on! my absolute favorite thing to write is romance with plot. some angst, some fluff, some terrible angst and passionate love. a nice, healthy balance of things with love perservering through the challenges. open to smut as well as dead dove topics; we can discuss triggers and limits in dms! finally, I hope you're a minimum of 20 years old, as I'm 32 myself. if you made it all the way to the bottom and remain interested, great! drop this post a like and I will surely find you! 👁️👄👁️ TERFs need not bother! (◡‿◡✿)_/¯

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#rp finder #18+ rp #fandom rp #fandom roleplay #baldur's gate 3 rp #bg3 rp #oc x oc rp #mxm rp #cc x oc rp

[anotherrpfinder]

hear yee hear yee! I've arrived to talk to you about Baldur's Gate 3! 🖤

so personally, I've come seeking M x M threads exclusively. more specifically, I'm interested in some OC x CC and OC x OC shenanigans. I have a whole list of OCs I'm thrilled to throw at you and though none of them are Tav exactly, I have no problem fitting them into that role if need be. personally, I'm even okay adapting them as an average companion if that works for the plot. honestly, I'm very lenient. now, for the specifics;

I'd be thrilled to toss my pretty, twinky half-elf bard whom hails from Baldur's Gate at Gale of Waterdeep, or a tiefling childhood friend of Wyll Ravengard's at him. hence, you know, obviously I would love to find someone to write either Gale or Wyll. like I mentioned, my characters are not exactly Tavs but, if you're more comfy with that, I can edit them to fit the role. trust me that I come with fully developed characters for this, too. other than that, I'm very extremely open to all sorts of OC x OC shenanigans!

logistics then; I prefer to write over discord, in our shared little haven of a server. open to tupperbox! I typically write multiple paragraphs; I don't think it's possible to even get a reply under two paragraphs minimum out of me. third person prose, past tense preferred though optional. I prefer my partners to match my writing style so I've got samples you can take a look at if you want! good grammar is a must, though I'm naturally forgiving of small mistakes. normally I reply at least daily, though depending on how life is (as you do) results may vary. hoping for something similar! super open to AUs, crossovers, different timelines, multiple threads and so on! my absolute favorite thing to write is romance with plot. some angst, some fluff, some terrible angst and passionate love. a nice, healthy balance of things with love perservering through the challenges. open to smut as well as dead dove topics; we can discuss triggers and limits in dms! finally, I hope you're a minimum of 20 years old, as I'm 32 myself. if you made it all the way to the bottom and remain interested, great! drop this post a like and I will surely find you! 👁️👄👁️ TERFs need not bother! (◡‿◡✿)_/¯

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#baldur's gate 3 roleplay #baldur's gate roleplay #baldur's gate rp #bg3 roleplay #bg3 rp #wyll ravengard rp #wyll ravengard roleplay #gale of waterdeep roleplay #gale of waterdeep rp #oc x oc rp #cc x oc rp #m x m rp

[paradise-nina]

Reading List - Ongoing stories I love

I try to update this list as frequently as possible.

Feel free to give me some suggestions on stories I can add to the list.

Also, if I missed an update, don’t hesitate to inform me! 💜

Last updated: april 12th

OT7

Heaven said no

✽ Soulmate AU, Soulmarks AU, crackfic

Mikrokosmic skin is a phenomenon wherein whatever your soulmate writes on their skin appears on yours. One week into the ordeal, you're staring at the TV's reflection in the mirror and drop your bowl of midnight ramyeon. Bangtan Sonyeondan are dousing themselves. With paint. At the Grammy's. And either you are a prematurely developed smurf or this means your life has just been fucked.

↳ Chapters: 4/? (last updated: feb 4th 2023)

The Plot Twist - @blog-name-idk

✽ Soulmate!AU, crack, humor, idol!AU, light angst, slow burn, romantic comedy

Once upon a time you would have jumped at the chance to live the idol girlfriend life. The cameras, the action, the whirlwind romance. But what was once a dream has now become your worst nightmare, and you fully intend to fight the universe as it repeatedly conspires to set you up with your seven perfectly good soulmates from Bangtan Sonyeondan.

✽ Chapters: 2/? (last updated: may 18th 2023)

Clearwater springs - @writersrealmbts

✽ ot7 x reader, reader’s choice, fairy/supernatural/soulmate au

In this world, war-torn and ragged, you’ve been offered a home and a job working as a librarian. Will you meet your soulmates? Will you ever find the shelves behind the piles of books? Who knows.

✽ Chapters: 13/? (last updated: april 23th 2023)

You complete use - @purpleyoonn

✽ GENRE: soulmate au, idol au / Idol BTS x Disabled MC

Or where you wear your bracelet for ten years, and finally give up the hope you would find your soul group, only for BTS to put theirs on and see what they were missing

✽ CHAPTERS: 8/? (last updated april 16th 2023)

The First Meeting - @imnotlauriane

✽ GENRE: soulmate AU

I was alone, and then I wasn't anymore.

I don't know why I was expecting to be the last soulmate to appear in a group of seven, because I happen to be the first instead.

I don't end the circle, I make it begin.

✽ CHAPTERS: 6/? (last updated march 10th 2023)

Fruits, daisies and a sprinkle of love - @imnotlauriane 

✽ GENRE: soulmate AU

A soul bond's archives is a shared space between soulmates, a safe space that allows the fated ones to share memories between themselves, a method commonly used to find each other without having to wait endlessly for luck to play its part.

But when your own archives get tainted with pain due to bullies with too much time on their hands…

Needless to say that despite you not knowing if you have soulmates, you begin to believe that maybe it's a good thing if you don't have any

✽ CHAPTERS: 3/? (last updated feb 9th 2023)

Eternally theirs - @imnotlauriane

✽ GENRE: fantasy AU / dragon! bts x human! reader

The Order of Fire is the oldest and strongest generation of knights to exist in Faywyn, a line of pureblood dragons that keep watch over the Stainad Empire

It's every knight's dream to fight by their side, to be noticed by them, because it sometimes happens - though rarely - that a talented human becomes a dragon's partner and gets promoted to the castle.

Such is my dream, though I know better than to take it seriously. The knights who receive that honor are amongst the best in the Order of Steel and I am far from their level as of now.

But I digress, let me introduce myself properly.

I am a new knight recruit and my name is Y/N Aithne Shields, at your service.

✽ CHAPTERS: 4/? (last updated april 2nd 2023)

Exiled: What is she? - @telephaaty

✽ GENRE: Fantasy, Supernatural, Werewolf! AU

I have spent half my life in exile. I woke up in the middle of the forest with no memories. I don’t know who I am, how I ended up like this, I don’t know if someone is looking for me or even if I have a family. The only thing I know for sure is that I must hide and that when the full moon is at its highest, disaster begins.

✽ CHAPTERS: 4/? (last updated feb 19th 2023)

Comfort of Creatures - @interesting-interludes

✽ GENRE: supernatural!au, soulmate!au

_you’re a prisoner here, but you can’t remember why. you can’t remember much of anything. not where you came from, not who you are, not even what you are. what happens when a pack of terrifying monsters breaks into the facility where you’re being held. not to kill you, but to...protect you?

✽ CHAPTERS: 4/? (last updated jan 16th 2023)

Void - @btssavedmylifeblr (M)

✽ GENRE: Sci-fi

You are the only female crew member on a 12 year space mission with seven handsome men. The sexual tension is real, y’all.

✽ CHAPTERS: 7.5/? (last updated nov 14th 2021)

JUNGKOOK

Of rain and lilacs - @blancetude

✽ supernatural, werewolf / Alpha Jk x Omega reader

When Jeon Jungkook first met the strange Omega everyone had been whispering of she looked every bit like a delicate butterfly, not knowing he would eventually pluck her wings.

✽ CHAPTERS: 3/? (last updated dec 7th 2022)

Bedeviled - @writemywaytoyourheart ❤️

✽ GENRE: horror, romance / Demon!jungkook x female reader

Desperation will lead to many things, but making deals with the devil is a tricky business; one you might not have realized could end in something much more painful than death itself if you make a single mistake

✽ CHAPTERS: 9/? (last updated april 17th 2023)

#bts ot7 #bts x reader #bts jimin #bts taehyung #bts suga #bts yoongi #bts namjoon #bts fanfic #btsreadinglist #bts hosoek #bts jeongkook #bts jin #bts recs

[tact-and-impulse]

1, 9, 13 ?? 🙏

Thank you, anon! These were great asks! 💕

1. What’s the fic you're most proud of?

Oh, this is tough. I will say that to this day, I’m very proud of Eating Together Drinking Alone. It’s the first completed long work that I shared, and not just a romance but of secondary characters and a crack pairing too. The early chapters were written when I was picking up the pieces of my shattered self-esteem, and sometimes, figuring out the rest of the story and anticipating to share the newest chapter with even just one reader was my daily motivation. I think my pride of it comes from remembering those days and seeing the creativity that still bloomed despite everything. (Not unlike Tae and Hiko themselves!) And I got other people to ship this canoe, which pleases me to no end.

9. What’s your writing process like?

With all of my writing, I think ‘wouldn’t it be interesting if this happened?’ and I go from there.

For fic weeks and fandom celebrations, I try to interpret the prompt in a way that only I can, that isn’t the first thing readers may consider. I aim to strike a balance between canon-compliant and AUs, so when I first get the prompts, I write down the ones I choose and what I first think of, along with the characters involved. Often, I think of a scene and let it play out. Or if it’s an AU, how do the characters fit? If I need to refresh my memory, I reread or look stuff up on fandom wikis.

My longer works require some more planning, of course. The beginning/middle/end are decided quickly. I have a sense of how it’ll start, what the climax is, and when to stop. Sometimes, this changes while I’m writing, that I’ll move the end further or split a chapter into multiple because of length. But my roadmap doesn’t deviate too much.

It’s the in-between that’s fun. My outline for each chapter is primarily to answer the question: what do I want to accomplish in this part? I dislike useless parts, and I fully believe in the approach that a new installment should add to the plot, worldbuilding, or characterization. So, I jot a stream of consciousness, at the top of the page. Who’s interacting and what topics would they discuss? (The characters can surprise me though, and I like exploring where conversations go, so dialogue seems natural.) How do people think of each other? What’s occurring in the background? What revelations happen here? And what hints am I going to drop about later plot points? I’d say about half of a chapter is planned like this and the other half is written in the moment.

That’s the basic overview, but if you’re curious about a specific work and its process, feel free to ask!

13. Do you take pride in your writing, or does it embarrass you? Why?

Since it’s the 7th anniversary of my joining Tumblr, this is such a fitting question. Yes, there’s some stuff that I think could be improved or isn’t necessarily the best I’ve ever done.

But overall, I’m happy with my writing. I’ve struggled with my self-esteem and while I haven’t dropped to the lowest point that I experienced in college again, it’s the cliff edge I’m always eyeing in the periphery, to make sure that I don’t plummet again. For me, every chapter is a little victory, the proof that I’ve endured the challenges in my way.

…and according to AO3, my combined word count is over 405,000. That’s just the fanfic. There’s an entire novel that I wrote in high school, and the short story I won an honorable mention for, and the nascent projects I’m developing and hope to share in the future.

I may not be proud of myself every day, but I’m proud of everything I write.

#writing

[roleplay-today]

hear yee hear yee! I've arrived to talk to you about Baldur's Gate 3! 🖤

so personally, I've come seeking M x M threads exclusively. more specifically, I'm interested in some OC x CC and OC x OC shenanigans. I have a whole list of OCs I'm thrilled to throw at you and though none of them are Tav exactly, I have no problem fitting them into that role if need be. personally, I'm even okay adapting them as an average companion if that works for the plot. honestly, I'm very lenient. now, for the specifics;

I'd be thrilled to toss my pretty, twinky half-elf bard whom hails from Baldur's Gate at Gale of Waterdeep, or a tiefling childhood friend of Wyll Ravengard's at him. hence, you know, obviously I would love to find someone to write either Gale or Wyll. like I mentioned, my characters are not exactly Tavs but, if you're more comfy with that, I can edit them to fit the role. trust me that I come with fully developed characters for this, too. other than that, I'm very extremely open to all sorts of OC x OC shenanigans!

logistics then; I prefer to write over discord, in our shared little haven of a server. open to tupperbox! I typically write multiple paragraphs; I don't think it's possible to even get a reply under two paragraphs minimum out of me. third person prose, past tense preferred though optional. I prefer my partners to match my writing style so I've got samples you can take a look at if you want! good grammar is a must, though I'm naturally forgiving of small mistakes. normally I reply at least daily, though depending on how life is (as you do) results may vary. hoping for something similar! super open to AUs, crossovers, different timelines, multiple threads and so on! my absolute favorite thing to write is romance with plot. some angst, some fluff, some terrible angst and passionate love. a nice, healthy balance of things with love perservering through the challenges. open to smut as well as dead dove topics; we can discuss triggers and limits in dms! finally, I hope you're a minimum of 20 years old, as I'm 32 myself. if you made it all the way to the bottom and remain interested, great! drop this post a like and I will surely find you! 👁️👄👁️ TERFs need not bother! (◡‿◡✿)_/¯

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[thegirlwholied]

fic you’ve never seen before because it’s not finished and who knows when it will be!: a RebelCaptain AU Assortment (2/3)

Rebelcaptain AU no.2: Sense8. May be total nonsense without knowing Sense8's s2 worldbuilding (or even then) but hey:

There’s no way to get blockers in prison. That’s the worst bit of it, for Jyn-  there’s no way to keep other sensates out of her head.

Lucky for her, most sensates she’s met before are dead.

She doesn’t make eye contact in the mess, in the rec yard, not even during the one fight she can’t help but get in-  she reads her opponents by their feet. People lie better from their hips on up – it’s the feet, anyway, that are the most honest part of the body. The start of any fight, flight, or freeze.  

(Jyn always picks the first. Running, she’s fine at. Keeping her head down while doing it, not so much.)  

She’s two months in, when her boots hit the ground one morning, and a dirty pair of workboots land next to them.  

The man suddenly next to her, in soldier’s gear and a boonie hat, gives her an astonished look. His face is no more memorable than most men’s- bit of a beard, bit more of a mustache, tension in his jaw and dark eyes. It’s the surprise on his face that makes Jyn remember him.  

He’d looked equally astonished, when she’d knocked him out with a shovel.  

“Liana Hallik?” he says with an accent. Scottish.  

He’d said the same thing, her false name, last time, when he’d approached her leaving a bar- and she hadn’t given him time to say anything else, though she thought he’d been vaguely shouting about trying to rescue her when chasing her through the parking lot.  

She’d been a little busy grabbing the shovel handle conveniently jutting out the back of a pickup truck and readying her swing.  

This time, she ignores him. Or tries to.  

The visit goes both ways – and it’s been so long since she’s seen outside prison walls, it’s impossible to resist sliding into the space where the Scottish soldier’s sitting. See what he's seeing, feel what he's feeling. He’s outdoors, under light so bright there might as well be two suns beating down, sitting on the open back of a Jeep facing desert. The daily scramble of a military base thrums around him, Union Jack flying over it.  

The damp and cold of her cell doesn’t go away, but the arid warmth she’s breathing in is just as real.  

“Andor,” the soldier says, looking away, into the air. There’s nothing more solid than the heat present, but he nods at the empty space. He’s not bothering to disguise another visitation, another presence touching his mind.

“You’re in prison,” the soldier says, his gaze snapping back to her. There’s something in his voice that tells Jyn he’s repeating someone else’s words, being coached. “Where?”

In her cell, a drop of water falls onto Jyn’s face. She brushes it away, silent and fuming at her inability to fight someone in her head.

The soldier repeats himself, and she says, “Figure it out.”

This is another mistake.  

The soldier doesn’t leave her, for hours to come, describing aloud to someone Jyn can’t see, every detail of what little there is to see, answering questions she can’t hear.

“Russia?” the soldier says questioningly, at last. He nods. “Russia.”

Where he is – Jordan, for Jyn has spotted and recognized that flag, over the hours of his presence in her life, and hers in his – he pulls out familiar little black pills. He's gone as soon as he takes the blockers, taking all the warmth with him.  

#

It’s not a real extradition team that comes for Jyn. The woman in the white pantsuit, with short auburn hair and empathetic blue eyes, seems to actually be a lawyer. The woman flashes all kinds of credentials, rattles off phrases like international amnesty this and that, as Jyn is escorted out of her cell, out of the prison, but it’s clear enough to Jyn a deal has been struck – the warden has the sycophantic glow of someone recently bribed or promised a promotion.

It’s not the kind of rescue Saw Gererra would send. It’s more regimented than that, better connected.

“We’re not BPO, Jyn Erso,” the woman assures her, as she’s escorted into a helicopter. “You can trust us.”

Jyn tries not to show that she’s rattled they have her real name. Her parents’ name.  

The woman is about the age her mother would be, if she’d lived.

“Trust?” Jyn says, with scorn.

Her hands are still bound. The woman’s escort team secures Jyn’s ankles, too, as if expecting her to jump out somewhere over Siberia.

“Trust goes both ways,” Jyn says, lifting her hands and letting the metal make noise.

The helicopter co-pilot, nimbly hopping into his seat and adjusting his headset, glances back at either her words or the clink of metal. His dark hair’s a little longer than the cuts sported by the handful of soldiers comprising the escort team.  

She’s not sure, exactly, what about his face catches and holds her attention- his taste in facial hair’s almost the same as the Scotsman’s. His eyes, too, are brown, if maybe, like his complexion, a shade darker than the other man’s. She only meets his gaze for a moment, stubbornly, and he’s the one who looks away, going about his business as if the prisoner in the back was worth no more than a moment’s idle interest.

Suspicious, she reaches out with her feelings but doesn’t find any sense of him. If he’s one of them, then, same as the auburn-haired woman, he’s on blockers.  

The woman does not take off the cuffs. But she does seat herself right next to Jyn, and raises an eyebrow, a little daringly.

The helicopter takes her to a plane. Another man, with his own escort of soldiers, meets them there. Jyn takes one look at his expression of mingled flatness and sourness and decides he’s an asshole on sight. The dark-haired copilot goes to confer with him, while the pilot comes to unlock her ankles himself.

“Not sure if you’ve noticed, but the seventies ended before I was born,” Jyn says to the pilot, nodding at his blue flightsuit and Tom Selleck moustache.  

The pilot in blue only grins at her, a surprising amount of kindness in his eyes, and after helping her up, lets her march on her own to board the plane.  He and the new asshole-on-sight are both about the age her father would be; both give the woman a nod of deference.    

On the flight, she’s seated so she can’t see out any windows, with none of the soldiers present.  

She expected an interrogation, but all she gets is the lady in white.

“Do you know who we are?” the woman asks her, as crisp as her pantsuit.

“Resistance,” Jyn says. “But not fighting BPO. Not really. You’re just a – network.”

“Alliance, Jyn,” the woman corrects. “We’re an Alliance – of people just like you.”

“Not just like me,” Jyn says, rattling her cuffs again and glaring straight into the woman’s bright eyes. The woman’s either homo sapiens, not homo sensorium, or she’s on blockers. Jyn would bet the latter. “I noticed you haven’t introduced yourself.”

“Call me M,” the woman says, and Jyn freezes momentarily, before barking out a laugh. It’s been a while since she’s laughed, and it’s a rusty sound, but getting a James Bond reference delivered with full sincerity in real life does the trick – her laugh is real.

“Saw Gererra was in your mother’s cluster,” M says, and Jyn’s laugh dies as abruptly as it began. “Saw Gererra is the father of your own cluster.”

“I don’t have a cluster,” Jyn says sharply. “I never really did, and anyways, they’re dead.”  

She stills sees Maia and Codo sometimes, the only two who’d shared a first breath with her that she’d ever met. Still lives their memories in her dreams. And though she’d spent more time on blockers than off, though they never really were to her all the things she’d heard real clusters could be, though…

She feels, again, sitting in her seat, the moment of living Maia’s death with her, the moment of finding out Codo put a bullet in his brain so BPO couldn’t use him to track her and the gaping loss of coming off blockers to find there was nobody there, anymore.  

“You live, though, Jyn. As Saw still lives.” M pauses. “As Galen Erso still lives.”

Jyn’s father was not a sensate. Just a scientist- a very, very talented scientist, who had worked for BPO, back when the organization claimed to have another purpose. When it was helping sensates, like the woman he married, rather than hunting them. 

In all these years, Jun has not known if he is alive or dead, and it is with effort, and probably in vain, she tries to cover her reaction.

Her father is alive, M tells her, and working on something unknown and terrible, the destruction of all their kind, and they know this, because Galen Erso has sent a messenger to Saw Gererra.

“A sensate?” Jyn asks.

“No,” M says. “We have either a trap, or a very brave man risking his life to save a part of the human race that is not even his own.” She pauses, again. Jyn really hates the pause. “Which do you think Saw Gererra is likely to believe he is?”  

Jyn looks away. The young copilot from earlier is standing in the cabin door, arms folded, listening. She doesn’t know for how long.

“Even if I wanted to do something,” Jyn says, “I couldn’t find Saw. He hasn’t spent a single second off of blockers since I was eight years old.”  

(Since Lyra died, she doesn’t say.)

“We know where he is,” the dark-haired copilot says, watching her. “We just need you to get through the door.”

“Or we can put you back where we found you, girl." The new voice is sharp and flat at once – it's the man who'd headed an escort of soldiers, coming up from behind the younger man. He sounds as much of an asshole as he looked. "If you're not a help, I intend to keep you from becoming a hindrance."

Jyn takes that in for a moment, aware the full company is watching her every movement. Deliberately, she crosses her legs. The unlocked ankle cuffs rattle with a clang against the helicopter floor.

"Shouldn't be a problem, then," she says, her voice tight even as she aims to feign casual. "Getting through doors is what I do."

#sense8 au #who even knows where i was going with this but yeah while just the cluster concept makes a great AU in and of itself #the s2 worldbuilding interested me more as a fit for Rogue One and this was in written in a rush when the news of the cancellation hit #rebelcaptain au #jyn x cassian #rebelcaptain fic #yes i know barely any interaction yet i don't mean to be a plot tease but... #this is not the fully-developed romance au you're looking for #but hey throwing it out to the universe #my writing #my fic #i don't even remember what my organization tags are but something like that #cassian x jyn #rebelcaptain #rogue one #sw fic

[m-jelly]

Hi Jelly! Happy New Year >///<, Happy New Year to us!!!

Can I request a fic of angsssstt, Idk but maybe most of us loves angsssssst or maybe it's just me #_#- in which Levi and the reader are newly couple, just dating and not married yet. In this case, Levi is still hesitant to give love to the reader, so when he receives love, he just shrugs it off and he kinda doesn't care about it, like in instance when the reader attempts to kiss him, he would move his head away or he would wipe her kisses off, when the reader wants cuddles he would just shut her out, when she makes him tea and offer to help him with his paperworks, he would decline her or etc. His actions leaves the reader hurt and depressed. One day, he realizes the reader gave up on him, she stopped showing or giving her love, she is distant to him, she won't even sleep or get near him and all of that made Levi missed her love and her too much. By that, he efforts to prove and to show the reader how much he loves her and he hopes it's not too late. Now, he is the one who kisses her first, offering her favorites and cuddling to her, making sure she's not hurt and sad yet the reader is still distant.

One day on a mission, he was determined to protect the reader that he almost gave his life away to make her safe. His almost-sacrifice made the reader bawled and weep that he ends up crying as well; afraid that he can't see her again. It's up to you for the happy ending where all is well and both Levi and the reader are completely happy together.

I apologize that this is too long, Thank you Jelly! ❤

I got a lot of angst requests involving near-death stuff, or love troubles with Levi. Ya'll love hurting my man. Who hurt you guys? Are you all okay? Do I need to call someone? xD I love you all, I really do. I'm still gonna do these requests because I adore requests and normal life is full of good things and bad. Relationships aren't perfect and they will have their moments where we have to learn and heal. Alright, enough of me being an old lady with life reflections!

Love is hard, but I want to learn

Pairing: Levi x Reader

Genre and tags: Romance, Levi's first love, hurt, healing, emotional comfort, future AU, developing relationship, happy ending.

Concept: In the future with titan machines threatening to destroy the world, you still manage to find love. You and Levi are a new couple, but things aren't going smoothly. Due to you being his first love, he doesn't know how to love you. Things get a little cold between the two of you, so Levi takes the leap and loves you fully. Levi takes his love a little too far when he almost loses his life on a mission for you. The two of you have to find a balance, or things might break.

You were in love. Deeply in love, but your love wasn't easy.

Levi loved you back. Levi loved you to the ends of this earth, but he had no clue how to love you. He panicked whenever you showed him love and affection. He didn't know how to respond. He didn't take you on dates and didn't get you gifts. Levi was lost, but he was the one who asked you out. Levi was the one who wanted you. Yet he did nothing to show that.

You wandered into his office with a cup of tea in hand. "Hi, handsome. I made you a special tea. I went out into the city and bought you some."

Levi looked up at you and blushed instantly. "Tch, I don't want it."

You stopped in your path. "Oh, are you sure?"

He really wanted it, but his feelings just built up too much. "Go bother someone else."

You put the tea on his table, then you stood next to him and leaned over to look at his computer. "I can help you if you like? You know, with the paperwork."

Levi's cheeks burned as he felt your heat, heard your voice in his ear, inhaled your scent. "I don't need help."

You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. "Alright then."

Levi pulled his head away and rubbed his cheek. "Why did you do that?"

You pulled back. "Sorry. I guess I shouldn't kiss you while you're working."

"Haven't you got anything better to do?"

You sat down on his guest chair on the other side of the desk. "I've done all my paperwork and I've been training none stop. So, no. Which is why I made you that tea and thought I'd visit you." You nibbled your lip. "It's normal for girlfriends to do things like that for their boyfriends."

Levi looked back to his work. "Well, it's annoying."

You bit your lip and looked at your lap. "Sorry." You stood up. "I should go."

Levi frowned as he looked at you leaving. "Go, why?"

You waved to him. "I'll see you around."

"Will you be back later? You know, at bedtime?"

You stared at him, then nodded. "Sure."

You left Levi and felt your heart stinging. You were so confused. Levi had approached you about being a couple and yet nothing had changed. You'd always had a crush on Levi, but he never knew and nor did anyone else. You had kept it hidden. Before you were a couple, Levi would always be around you. Levi was glued to your hip and made you work with him, train with him and do everything possible with you involved. So, when you became a couple, it confused you. He sought you out, but all that changed was you were always with him now because he demanded it. You longed to be held by him, but he just didn't.

You returned to Levi's room and went to the back to the bedroom to see he'd lain out your night things. You pulled your things off, then slipped into your nightclothes. You smiled at Levi when he left his bathroom wearing only his PJ bottoms. You blushed a little and admired the muscles and scars. You walked over to him and hugged him from behind making him jump. You kissed his back a little so he could feel your love.

Levi pulled your hands off him. "Bed. We need to rest."

You clenched your jaw, then walked over to your side and got in. You lay there and waited for Levi to get in. You rolled over and cuddled him. "Did you have a good day?"

Levi blushed hard and felt a need stir in his lower regions. Levi was flooded with dirty thoughts about you. He had no experience with women, so he knew he'd fuck it up. He rolled his back to you causing you to let go. "Fine, so just get some sleep. I'm tired."

You lay on your back and fought tears. You quickly rubbed away the ones that escaped. "Do you even want to be together?"

"Tch, what are you on about?"

You got up and slipped out of bed. "Nothing."

Levi looked over at you as you picked up your clothes. "Where are you going?"

You stopped by the door and sighed. "Giving you time."

"Time? I don't need time."

You looked to Levi. "You need time to think. You know where to find me when you decide everything."

Levi sat there in the dark as his confusion washed over him. He didn't sleep for the whole night because he couldn't stop thinking about your words. He went to work with his paperwork and stared at his door now and then, but you didn't visit. Levi felt cold.

He missed your voice, your smile, your scent and warmth. He missed everything that was you. He waited for a few days, but you were acting like nothing was going on between you and him, nothing at all. You kept your distance and it hurt Levi deeply. He missed you and he slowly understood what you'd been talking about. Levi needed a plan and it'd involve him showing you the love you deserve.

You wandered into your office with paperwork in hand for a mission coming up to finally take back a town occupied by the titans. You kicked your door closed and walked forwards and smelt something nice. You looked up to see a large bunch of flowers on your desk. "What in the world?"

Levi said your name and stood up from his seat, he'd been sitting waiting in your office. He put his hands up when he say you jump. "I come in peace."

You sighed. "You scared the shit out of me." You walked over to your desk and dropped your papers on it. "What are these for?"

Levi walked closer. "I got them for you."

You lightly touched the flowers. "You shouldn't have, but thank you." You gasped when Levi hugged you from behind. "What, what are you doing?"

He nuzzled your back. "I'm doing things I should have done when we started dating." He clung to you. "I missed out. This is nice."

You blushed a little and placed your hand on Levi's as you smiled. "It is." You patted his hand. "I need to do this paperwork handsome. This is for the mission coming up."

Levi let you go and watched you sit and start working. "Can I help?"

You looked up at him. "Help?"

He nodded. "Please."

You let out a long sigh, then picked some papers and handed them over. "Here and thanks."

Levi blushed at your sweet and gentle smile. He smiled back at you. "You're welcome." Levi worked on the papers. He was slightly shocked at how much work you had to do and how hard you worked as well. He looked over at you and admired how beautiful you were. He got up, then walked over to you. He said your name, but you just hummed back. "Look at me."

You looked up at Levi. "Yeah?"

He leaned down and kissed you for the first time. He felt an energy rush from his heart throughout his body. He pulled back a little and gazed at you. He admired your blush, then pushed his fingers into your hair and crashed his lips against yours. He put his other arm around you, then pulled you to stand up as he kept kissing you. He nipped your lip, then slipped only a little of his tongue into your mouth. Levi wasn't sure what he was doing, but he was going to try and keep going with this kiss.

You were in shock that your first kiss with Levi was so shy at first but then passionate. You moaned when he held your bum, then pulled you flush against his body. You clung to his shirt as you felt your body go weak. His hands touching you told you that he had confidence, but only feeling a little of his tongue in your mouth showed he was a little shy and new to this all. His confidence increased when you kissed him back.

Levi pulled back, then lightly kissed you. "I shouldn't have waited so long to do that."

You blushed as you touched your lips. "I need to keep working."

Levi sat on your office chair, then pulled you to sit on his lap. "I have the perfect seat for you."

You got a little nervous. "Le-Levi, I should really focus on my work."

He hugged you and hummed in happiness, then he ran his fingers on you right under your bra. "You're so smart, brave and pretty."

You fumbled with your pen as you felt flustered. "Thank you."

He nipped your shoulder. "Can you come to bed tonight? I want to cuddle."

You blushed a little. "I will think about it."

Levi pulled you close, then whispered in your ear. "But I want you to come. Please come. I need you to come."

You flushed bright red. "Do you even know what you're saying?"

He frowned a little. "Yeah, I'm asking you to come to bed."

You sighed and flopped onto your desk. "I know, but the way you said it sounded rude."

"Rude?"

You whined. "Perverted."

Levi reflected on his words, then a bright blush spread across his cheeks. "I guess you're right. I'll say that another time, later in our relationship."

You let out a long sigh, then sat up and carried on your work. "You confuse me."

Levi watched you work, then he moved you when it was time for food. He got you and his dinner and sat with you in your room as you ate. He made you a cup of tea as well, then just gazed at you as you finished your work. When you were done, he became overly excited about going to bed. He'd never cuddled someone in bed before, so he was looking forward to it.

You changed into your nightdress and saw Levi was watching. "What?"

Levi shook his head and smiled. "Nothing."

You ruffled your hair and sighed. "Gotta be something."

He walked over to you and placed his hands on your hips, then he kissed your neck. "You're just so beautiful."

"Thank you." You pulled from him and climbed into bed. "I'm going to sleep now. It's been a long day with a lot of paperwork."

Levi quickly pulled his things off so he was just in his tight boxers. He crawled into bed and lay on his side facing you. "I've never been in your bed before."

You looked over to Levi and blushed at how close he was. "Well, it's because I always went to you."

"You did." He moved a little closer. "You always did a lot for me."

You rolled onto your side and faced him. "What's going on? I'm a little confused."

"I thought about it like you told me to." He grabbed your bum, then dragged you across the bed and held you against him. "I don't want to lose you. I care about you deeply." He kissed you making you blush. "I love you. I asked you out because I love you. I chased you because I love you. I didn't kiss, hold you and run from your love because this is all new to me and I didn't know how to be like this. I'm learning and I want to learn with you."

You nodded. "Okay. Okay, I believe you."

He ran his hand up the outside of your thigh to your underwear. He looped his finger around the lacy part on your hip and tugged. "I don't know anything, I really don't. So, when we have sex, I will be very new to it. I'm sorry in advance if I mess up."

You cupped Levi's neck and smiled. "Communication. Relationships, sex and love are all about talking. I don't know and you don't know if we don't talk." You blushed. "So, if you are touching me and I say slower, you'll go slow. If I don't, I'll lie there not enjoying it. Understood?"

Levi nodded. "I understand. Communication and listening." He wrapped his arms around you and held you close. "Can I hold you tonight?"

You hugged Levi tightly. "Yes."

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Mike hurried ahead with you quickly and quietly through the street, then you both came to a stop and hid. Mike looked over to you. "So, you and Levi?"

You blushed. "Getting better. We're talking."

Mike smirked. "You two fucked yet?"

You blushed harder. "Not yet."

He hummed a laugh. "But you have fooled around."

You peaked out and checked the way ahead. "All I can say is, that man has had a secret talent no one knew about. His tongue and hands are out of this world."

"Fuck me, I'm impressed."

You smiled a little. "He says he wants to learn everything about me before we go further." You nodded. "I can't see anyone. Use your nose."

Mike sniffed the air and frowned. "Odd smell in the air."

"What kind of smell?"

Mike sniffed again. "Shit, move. It's a explosives."

You ran with Mike as the first explosion went off. You both kept running as explosive after explosive went off behind you. You dove out the way and rolled just as a large sheet of wall metal slammed into the ground. You loaded your gun, then fired at the titan soldiers running down the path towards you. The titans looked like swarming ants.

You looked around to see Mike was lying on the ground clearly knocked out. You pressed your ear piece and shouted your name and rank. "I'm under heavy fire! I've got a soldier down here. I need extraction for him!"

Levi called your name through comms. "I'm on my way."

"Levi!? It's too dangerous for you to come here. I need air support."

"Tch, damn it brat, air support is too far away. I'm coming in. I can't lose you."

You pressed your ear piece. "Levi! Levi!" He didn't respond. "Damn it!" You fired at the titans getting closer with a machine too. "Fuck! I've got a machine now!"

Levi came through again saying your name softly. "I'm going to pull them off you. I'll distract them and you get away."

You gritted your teeth. "If you do that you could die."

Levi was quiet for a moment as he flew through the air using his gear. "I love you."

Your heart stopped. "Levi?" You looked over to the titans to see an explosion. The titans turned and started chasing Levi. "Levi..." You welled up and heard comms chatter coming through. You sniffed and pressed your ear. "I'm here."

Erwin said your name to you. "I've got a shuttle coming in now to collect you and Mike. I need you to get to a clearing."

"On it." You grabbed Mike under his armpits, then dragged him along down the road to a little opening. "I'm here!" You fired a flare up. "You got me?"

Erwin sighed. "I got you. Landing now."

You waited for the shuttle, then got Mike onto the shuttle. You looked out at the town. "Erwin? Was this worth it?"

Erwin stood at your side as Mike was tended to by Hange. "The town will be ours. Promise."

You shook on the spot. "I messed up."

Erwin put his hand on your shoulder. "You fought those titans off. You were incredible. You are an amazing soldier."

You turned and punched the metal wall of the shuttle. "I should have done better."

Erwin understood your pain. You felt like you had given Levi no choice but to self-sacrifice to save you, Mike and others. Erwin knew, because he often beat himself up internally about his choices and actions. "You would have held your own there and stopped all those titans, I know it. Levi chose to go in because he was thinking with his heart and not his head. He'll come back."

"I hope so."

You stepped off the shuttle once it landed, then you watched them move Mike to medbay. You smiled and waved at him as he gave you the thumbs up as a thank you. You looked back to the town and heard no more gun fire or titan machines. You hated how quiet it had gotten. You were scared you were never going to see Levi again. You'd both just gotten to communicate more and you were starting to open back up again.

You lit up when you saw someone using their jets on their armour moving closer. You walked over as they were surrounded by scouts. You hurried over and saw the scouts part to show Levi with a cut on his face. You stopped walking and stared at him. You felt like you were seeing a ghost. Levi walked right up to you and said your name. You slapped him hard across the face stunning everyone around you both. You slapped him again when he lifted his head.

Levi lightly touched his cheek, then he looked at your tear filled eyes. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have thrown my life away like that."

You threw yourself at Levi and held him tightly as you cried. "I thought I was going to lose you."

Levi held you back. "I thought I was going to lose you. I had to fight for you." He choked on his words as he cried. "I can't lose you. I was just getting you back into my life, but I felt like you were slipping from my touch."

You sniffed back tears. "We're both stupid, but you're the most stupid."

Levi pulled your head back and kissed you. "I am. I really am."

You smiled at Levi. "I love you."

Levi smiled back at you. "I love you too. You're my everything."

"No more holding back. I'm going to love you will full force Levi."

Levi lifted you up and carried you. "Me too. Nothing will stop me now."

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[sukunasun]

I LOVED the historical romance au Geto!! It makes me want him as a moody vampire lol

omg you're not the only person who has mentioned this, a friend of mine said yearning duke geto gave her otome vibes (obsessed with ikemen vampire) and honestly it fits so well. i have a feeling he'd be that one vampire who's emotional and brooding, is nice to you but doesn't reveal his true self until he fully trusts you, then develops feelings for you but will rather be stabbed with a crucifix than to confess them. but he's also the Most romantic out of the group, talks to you with a gentle voice, sometimes even a pained one because he just loves you so much and he can't bear it like..."is she my one true love? this..human? this mortal? she wouldn't return my feelings...i'm just a monster." moody vampire geto would want you to live forever so you'd be by his side but will want you to make that choice on your own so he !never! mentions that it's his one and only wish. and you haven't got a clue...in fact you might just start thinking he doesn't even like you :/ (cue so many lingering looks, heated dreams, geto in a white shirt with blood dripping down his lips, geto playing piano in said white shirt but it's all schubert pieces, walking down a hall holding candlesticks and he has no fear because he believes himself to be the scariest thing, standing infront of a mirror as he puts on a necklace for you but you can only see floating pearls in your reflection, ....hm. period sex.)

also! thank you so much for liking the historical rom au... it leaves so much room for world building and lore, i love thinking about how the other characters fit into it as well, like nanami and gojo would be so entertaining at a ball and i just know for a fact the redeemed rake trope would suit sukuna so much...frothing at the mouth tbh...geto's not going anywhere, i still have so much of him to explore, there is definitely going to be more stuff in the future so i can't wait to see where it goes!

#some more vamp thoughts here: #gego but make it lestat and louis #what we do in the shadows but gojo is vlad and geto is viago #twilight remake but only the baseball scene #ask #anon