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berryhobii · 7 months

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Welcome to PixieKiss

The Masterlist

CURRENTLY UNDER CONSTRUCTION! I AM WORKING ON CONDENSING IT. Please bear with me as I make changes. 🩵

Ⓒ— My works are copyrighted and belong to me! If anyone wants to translate them, please ask me first just I can keep track of them! Thanks🩵

Disclaimer: Everything I write are works of fiction. I only use the idol’s physical appearance and namesake. Please do not take anything I write as serious depictions.

All of my works will be black!Reader and black!coded. I mainly describe brown and dark skin types but I will definitely be incorporating all skin complexions since we do come in all colors. If you have any questions, please don’t be afraid to ask! I want this to be a safe space for black and melanated readers to feel represented in fanfiction. I will not tolerate any aggressions or bullying.

In Progress: ✏️

Smut/Suggestive: ❤️

Fluff: 🩷

Angst: 🖤

More to be added as I expand my works

Kim Namjoon

One Shots:

My Person(boyfriend!Namjoon x reader) ❤️🩷

Summary: Namjoon was your person. And you were his. Here’s the story of how you fell in love.

Fics:

None Yet!

Drabbles/Asks:

First Time(My Person couple) ❤️🩷

Summary: #askberryhobii. Story of the My Person’s couple first time.

Pure(boyfriend!Namjoon x reader)❤️🩷

Summary: You were pure. He was not. He could change that.

Happy Weight(husband!Namjoon x reader)❤️🩷

Summary: #askberryhobii. When you put on happy weight.

Fire Burning(firefighter!husband!Namjoon x reader)❤️

Summary: #askberryhobii. Your firefighter husband comes home sweaty and you can’t help yourself.

Jealous(husband!Namjoon x thick!reader)🩷❤️

Summary: A stranger gets a little too close to your husband. He shows you exactly who he belongs to and why.

You’re Mine(boyfriend!Namjoon x reader)❤️

Summary: You’re his. No one else’s.

Kim Seokjin

One Shots:

Baby Girl(SugarDaddy!Seokjin x brat!reader)❤️🩷

Summary: Seokjin spoiled you rotten but how could he not when you were his baby girl?

Baby Girl: Show Out(SugarDaddy!Seokjin x brat!reader) ❤️🩷

Summary: You parade through the hallways of your sugar daddy’s company like you own it and it might as well be.

Nice Guys Finish…(ft. Kim Namjoon)(Roommate!Seokjin x Neighbor!Namjoon x reader) ✏️❤️🩷

Summary: Seokjin’s been secretly harboring a crush on his roommate. The only problem? So does his coworker who also happens to live right across the hall.

Games(Boyfriend!Kim Seokjin x reader)❤️

Summary: Your boyfriend isn’t giving you attention, too focused on his stupid computer game so you take matters into your own hands.

Fics:

None Yet!

Drabbles/Asks:

None yet!

Jung Hoseok

One shots:

Class In Session(DanceInstructor!Hoseok x Stripper!Reader) ✏️❤️🩷

Summary: Hoseok was excited to hear about a new teacher at the community center. He wondered what kind of person you’d be, what kind of class you’d teach. He also wondered what the hell you were doing on stage at a strip club.

Clouds(Strangers to lovers, soulmate au) 🩷🖤

Summary: Clouds drifted overhead, rain pouring over the monochrome colors of your life. Then the sun parted those clouds, showing you a rainbow.

Dessert(boyfriend!Hoseok x reader)🩷❤️

Summary: You and Hoseok try something new.

Fics:

Karma(Mafia!Hoseok x Assassin!Reader, Mafia/Assassin au) ✏️❤️🩷🖤

Summary: When a looming danger threatens the people you love, you have to come out of hiding and step back into your place as The Whisper; the deadliest assassin known to man. Taking people’s lives were easy, loving Hoseok was even easier, and having to face him once again after leaving would prove to be the toughest challenge of your life.

Prologue Chap 1 Chap 2

Drabbles/Asks:

I’m Not Done(boyfriend!Hoseok x reader)❤️

Summary: Hoseok wasn’t done with you.

Far from it.

Min Yoongi

One Shots:

Reconnect(husband!Yoongi x thick!reader)❤️🩷

Summary: Yoongi’s been so busy lately and you two haven’t been spending much time together. You bring him some dinner and reconnect on a deeper level. Verrryyyyyy deep.

Edible(Weedman!Yoongi x reader) ✏️❤️🩷

Summary: You were the picture perfect student; perfect grades, gleaming recommendations from your teachers, and the pride of your family. You didn’t get into trouble, didn’t go to parties, you’ve never even kissed anyone yet. After your friend forced you out of your dorm and to a frat party, you realized just what you were missing out on; in the form of a long haired dealer with delicious marshmallow treats.

Adrenaline(Rockstars!Yoongi and Lee Jihoon(Woozi) x reader)

Summary: The bass. The drums. The riff of the guitar. Their hands. Your lips. Leather. Belts. Adrenaline. Ecstasy.

Fics:

None Yet!

Drabbles/Asks:

The Dressing Room(SugarDaddy!Boyfriend!Yoongi x reader) ❤️🩷

Summary: #askberryhobii. Yoongi loves that dress on you. He shows you just how much.

MoonBeams(merman!Yoongi x mermaid!reader)🩷🖤

Summary: #askberryhobii. Every night you return to the water and every night you remember why you left. But you could never forget the sparkle of his eyes reflected in the beams of the moon.

Overwhelmed(fiancé!Yoongi x reader)🖤🩷❤️

Summary: Your day has been going horribly. Your fiancé helps you come down to earth

I Swear(fiancé!Producer!Yoongi x Artist!Reader)🩷❤️

Summary: Yoongi swore he’d finish before lunch time.

Silent Treatment(husband!Yoongi x reader)🩷❤️

Summary: You give Yoongi the silent treatment and he doesn’t like it.

Do Not Disturb(fwb!Yoongi x reader)❤️

Summary: You really need to remember to keep your phone on silent.

Park Jimin

One Shots:

Down Bad(FuckBoy!Jimin x reader)✏️❤️🩷

Summary:

Rule 1: Never go over the woman’s house

Rule 2: Never sleep over

Rule 3: Never sleep with the same person twice

These 3 rules are what Jimin lived by but then you came along and he was ready to break all of them.

Part 1 Part 2

Hurry Home(fiancé!Jimin x plus size!reader) ❤️🩷

Summary: You send Jimin some naughty videos during his night with the boys.

Fics:

Thread(Ares!Jimin x goddess!reader,Reincarnation au)✏️🩷❤️🖤

Summary: You were his oasis where the water never ran dry. He was the garden where blooms shone like diamonds. His lips were of the sweetest ambrosia that made you forget your sour past, your embrace a blanket that shielded him from the nightmare that was his life. Your souls were safe in the hands of one another. Nothing could ever separate you, the daisy chain you’ve woven entwining your fate and destinies until the end of time.

Prologue Chap.1. Chap.2 Chap.3

Drabbles/Asks:

Pool Party(boyfriend!Jimin x chubby!reader)🩷❤️

Summary: #askberryhobii. After a pool party at your friend’s house, you and Jimin go home for some private time.

One Margarita(husband!Jimin x reader)🩷❤️

Summary: Brunch with the girls was great but hot drunk sex with your husband was even better.

Favorite Thing(boyfriend!Jimin x thick!reader)🩷❤️

Summary: #askberryhobii. Jimin has a few favorite things about you.

Kim Taehyung

One Shots:

Lilac(ex-fiancé!Taehyung x reader) ✏️🩷🖤❤️

Summary: Your hands trembled as you tried to pick of the pieces of your heart that he had shattered. The saltiness of your tears made the wound burn, agony seeping into the crevices and cracks of your very soul. He had left you; broken and alone with nothing to remember him by except the lilac tattoo on your wrist.

Break Pads(mechanic!Taehyung x tall!reader) 🩷🩷

Summary: There were a lot about cars you didn’t know. Like apparently you were supposed to get your break pads changed every 35,000 or so miles. They didn’t teach you that in driver’s ed.

Visage(art student!Taehyung x nude model!reader)✏️🩷❤️

Summary: Taehyung didn’t think anything of it when he signed up for a nude painting class. He was just exited to get more experience under his belt. Your body was a canvas, and he, the brush.

Drabbles/Asks:

Distracted Driver (pornstar!Taehyung x pornstar!reader)❤️

Summary: Taehyung needs to keep his eyes on the road.

More (Distracted Driver couple)❤️

Summary: You and Taehyung film some more content

Jeon Jungkook

One Shots:

Late For Work(husband!Jungkook x reader)🩷❤️

Summary: Jungkook wakes you up and sends you off to work all hot bothered. Just wait until you get home!

Late For Work: Clocked Out(husband!Jungkook x reader)🩷❤️

Summary: You’ve clocked out. It’s time to go home.

In Motion(strangers to lovers, plus size!reader)✏️🩷❤️

Summary: Jungkook didn’t know you. Not even your name. What he did know though? That you had the most perfect ass in history and he wanted to see how you moved it.

Drabbles/Asks:

Candy Crush(Late For Work couple) 🩷

Summary: #askberryhobii. How the Late For Work couple met.

No Nut November(Late For Work couple) ❤️

Summary: The Late For Work couple attempts No Nut November.

Unaware(Late For Work couple)❤️

Summary: You hardly pay much attention whenever you’re with Jungkook. He does though.

Every Time(Late For Work Couple)🩷❤️🖤

Summary: #askberryhobii. Jungkook would be there whenever insecurity came to haunt you. Every time.

Mood Swings(husband!Jungkook x pregnant!reader)🩷

Summary: Jungkook’s grown used to your mood swings.

OT7

One Shots:

7 Different Sheets(FuckBuddies!BTS x reader)❤️

Summary: You have 7 fuck buddies. How did you fit them all into your schedule?

Fics:

Insatiable(BTS x Succubus!reader) ✏️🩷❤️

Summary: Poised and dangerous, you stalked your next meal. Like flies to a web, they all became ensnared in your delicately laid trap. You eat them up until there was nothing left and they’d give until you were satisfied. Anything to placate your insatiable appetite.

Drabbles/Asks:

None Yet!

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#bts #bts smut #bts fic #bts x black reader #bts imagines #masterlist #masterpost #jimin smut #jungkook smut #namjoon smut #seokjin smut #yoongi smut #taehyung smut #hoseok smut

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militaryahegao · 5 months

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I'm So Money, So Money! [Sugar Daddy!Graves × Reader HCs]

summary; some rambly headcanons on sugar daddy graves

word count; 472

content tags; graves is very manipulative & toxic here (but its him so what can you expect), older man/younger reader, no specific prns for reader, nsfw implied, mdni

I'm not sure what my headcanons for Graves' childhood are

is his story one of "rags to riches", or has a comfortable amount of cash always on hand been all he has known

but maybe it doesn't matter. because maybe he'd never bother to tell you

he has bared some of the most personal parts of himself to you, so he feels inclined to keep part of himself a secret.

a mystery of a man, that you are oh so intimate with

cuz he knows you "like that shit"

but on to the cash

he is the type to keep 100s in the pockets of his worn down, dirt stained jeans

he just hands you wads of bills as if it's a stick of gum. so simple, just an afterthought

of course he loves being intimate with you, but his favorite part is truly the way he spoils you rotten

and so he does it as much as possible

he'll give you some "pocket change" just to wear that cute little sundress he loves

he isn't very good at paying attention to your interests, so if you want something specific like a merchandise or concert tickets, you're gonna have to be blunt about it

"sorry sweetheart, but I have got so many important responsibilities. People's lives in my hands. You can't expect me to remember every little thing about you. I've just got bigger things to worry about."

if you're in school he would want to fund your studies, as well as stuff as rent and groceries

but this is Phillip Graves

so hes really condescending about it

oh boy, your shitty apartment's AC broke? how sad. his is working just fine thank you very much!

got out of a long, draining lecture and don't have the energy to cook with your already meager grocery stock? Well he is there to remind you that he never has that problem, due to his private chef and walk-in pantry

worried about bills? if you just stayed with him that wouldn't be such a problem. you shouldn't even be complaining about this, because he could take it all away easily. Such simple problems when he knows how hard the world "really can be"

doesn't really talk in specifics about his military service, but holds both his title and experience over you

reminds you of how he has been through hell, gruesome battles and gorey warfare, and how you're just a delicate youngin

uses this both to demean you and baby you endlessly

and it goes without saying that he feeds off of the taboo between you two

shows you off, as a big "eff you" to anyone who thinks Commander Phillip Graves has any shits to give

you may not know much about his elusive Shadow Company, but trust that they're very familiar with you

requests are open, banners belong to cafekitsune

#commander graves #phillip graves x reader #phillip graves x you #phillip graves #cod graves #cod x reader #commander graves x reader #graves cod #shadow company #shali's slumber party rambles

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yankpop · 10 months

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Yandere Kun (WayV): Being too overprotective during your pregnancy

Summary: Your “husband” wants your unborn baby to be healthy and for that, he’s willing to manipulate you until he gets what he wants.

This is a FICTION work only made for entertainment purposes so please don’t take any of this seriously. I do not support or encourage any type of abusive behaviour.

All copyrights belong to @yankpop (aka me) so do not post/translate my works on any other platforms without my consent/knowledge.

Check more: Masterlist.

WARNINGS: Implied kidnapping; forced pregnancy; intense manipulation; gaslighting; forced eating.

(Female reader)

AN: It a bit messed up but i still did it. Hope you guys like it and let me know 💖

"What's that?”

You hesitantly ask as you enter the kitchen. The kitchen counter fully decorated with colorful fruits that Kun keeps picking, putting them into the blender, creating a suspicious juice. Even the odd color manages to scare you.

Kun gives you a bright open smile, rushing over to you. His hands immediately take a hold of you, one of them going to your swollen belly, making you slightly flinch.

Even after all this time, you still hate his touch.

“Oh this? I’m just following the doctor’s orders.” he calmly says, carefully maneuvering your body to make you sit on a chair.

Your brows twist in confusion. You don’t recall the doctor saying something about fruit juices.

Kun notices your confusion, a small smile decorating his face as he leans on and places a small kiss on your forehead.

“I asked the doctor for extra recommendations, just to make sure you and our precious baby will be healthy the entire time.” he elucidates you, his calming voice inciting the baby to start kicking, making you gasp in surprise.

Kun panics for a moment, his eyes going wide in concern, until he sees your hand going to rub your belly. He kneels down to the floor, his face at the same level as the growing bump.

“Daddy’s here, princess. He’s gonna make sure that you’re safe and have all the vitamins that you need, baby.” Kun coos, his voice flooding with adoration as he presses small gentle kisses all over your stomach.

You merely stare at him, an emptiness filling you as you feel like you’re not even on your own body but more like someone who's watching the scene from afar.

One of the many coping mechanisms that you developed over your time with Kun.

You didn’t blame the baby but it didn’t stop you from dreaming what your life would’ve been if you had managed to get away from Kun before he got you pregnant. Not that he’d let you run away even if you didn’t want to stay with him.

You had already come to terms with the fact that you would never get away from him but lately hormones have been making your irrational fantasies of escaping grow stronger.

“I also got you more vitamins, later I’m gonna make a schedule for when you have to take them.” Kun declares, looking above towards you. His words make you huff in annoyance, his controlling personality starting to bug you immensely.

He ignores your action, going back to the counter and grabbing a juice filled glass and handing it to you. You gaze at the peculiar shade of green of the juice, hesitating before bringing it to your lips.

Taking in a small sip, you immediately gag with the liquid, spitting it back to the glass and putting it back on the counter.

“Ew, it tastes so bad.”

Kun only sighs at your reaction, once again grabbing the glass and returning it to you, his hand coming to your back, rubbing small comforting circles.

“I know it doesn’t taste great, but it’s a small sacrifice you have to make for the baby.”

Your brows narrow in exasperation, crossing your arms above your baby bump you shoot back at him.

“I already take 3 different types of vitamins, I don’t think the baby needs much more. You’re just going overboard with this, Kun.” Your words don’t have much effect over Kun but you definitely notice his fingers tightening around the glass cup.

“Look, this is all for the baby, darling. Don’t be such a bad mom that can’t even put our baby’s health over your own comfort.”

Your mouth drops as his words hit you hard. You aren't being a bad mom. You aren't. Right?

“Yes, you are.” Kun says, almost like he’s reading your mind. He tilts the glass into your direction.

“Just drink it. Cause if you don’t and our daughter is born with any type of health problems, I’m blaming you for it.” He concludes without so much of a blink, making you doubt yourself.

Your mind runs through various scenarios and as much as you hate Kun and his overprotective nature, maybe he was right and the baby really needed this.

Reluctantly picking back the glass, you drink small sips of the liquid, constantly gagging back on its taste yet forcing it down your throat. From your peripheral vision, you see Kun giving you a satisfied smile, his hand coming back to rub your back, somewhat making you feel better as you keep consuming the nasty drink.

The disgusting flavor burns your throat as you force it down.

“You're doing great, honey. Just a few more sips and you’re done.” Kun incentives you, his eyes attentive towards you.

After a few more bitter and agonizing gulps you finally end the whole glass, immediately pushing the glass away from you. Kun’s features morph into a pleased expression, his hand coming to your stomach to lovingly caress the bump.

“See, it wasn't that difficult, was it? I’m glad you were reasonable enough to not jeopardize our baby’s health.” You turn your eyes away from him, unable to look at him.

You know that the reality is that Kun is a master in manipulation and that you just fell for another of his tricks, this time using your own child as leverage to manipulate you.

You hate him.

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monstersandmaw · 2 years

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Male ‘yautja inspired’ alien x gender neutral reader - Part Ten (sfw)

Disclaimer which I’m including in all my works after plagiarism and theft has taken place: I do not give my consent for my works to be used, copied, published, or posted anywhere. They are copyrighted and belong to me.

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Content: a reunion with a certain other non-yautja alien, lots of soppy, tooth-rotting fluff, and a revelation... Wordcount: 4022

Thank you so much for all your enthusiasm and kind words about this project. Honestly, this got WAY bigger and more unwieldy than I ever intended, but your engagement with it - reblogs and asking questions about it in particular - has just fuelled it and kept me going. Thank you.

Catch up here:

Part One (sfw), Part Two (sfw), Part Three (sfw), Part Four (sfw), Part Five (sfw), Part Six (nsfw), Part Seven (nsfw), Part Eight (sfw), Part Nine (sfw)

You didn’t let go of Red’s hand as you walked by his side back towards the sentry gates, and his fingers held yours just as tightly. He was still rumbling softly to himself with every step.

When they saw you returning to the gate so soon, the two guards grinned at you and let you back in with a pair of knowing smiles and only a light ribbing.

“They are fond of you,” Red said, and it wasn’t a question.

You shrugged. “Yeah, I guess. I mean, they look out for me… I’m not military, but they seem to like me well enough. I think the way the Hunters treat me has a lot to do with it though…”

“The way we…?” Red cut himself off, confused. “I don’t understand.”

With a little laugh, you looked up at him. He had slowed his longer stride to match yours and had his head at a curious tilt as he regarded you. From that angle, you could see the shorter, bitten-off ‘dreads’ on the same side as the puckered scarring across his neck and collarbones from the shrike attack in the woods and your stomach lurched a little as fleeting flashes played out before your mind’s eye: Red’s feral roar, that thing latched onto his neck, claws digging in, green blood spurting… With a deliberate wrench, you tore your mind out of the past and back into the present.

“Whatever Croc said about me has clearly spread, because once they know who I am, Hunters treat me like some kind of… I don’t know, not quite a hero, but… there’s a weird amount of reverence that your people have for me that doesn’t match up to what I did…”

“You saved his life.”

“Yeah, but it’s not like I leapt in front of a shrike to do it, Red,” you countered as you walked together along the road that led to the airfield. Somehow it hadn’t quite sunk in that he was really there after so long. “I just put a tourniquet on him and stopped him bleeding to death. Literally anyone with some basic first aid training could have done what I did… but it feels like every Hunter who knows my name treats me like a fucking war hero who saved, I don’t know, the High Elder! Not that Croc isn’t important, he is, but you know what I mean…”

Big Red shook his head and snarled softly. “Your first instinct was to help him. Our people respect warriors, but we also respect courage.”

“Is it really courage though, if attacking him had never crossed my mind in the first place?”

Abruptly, Big Red stopped and turned to look directly down at you despite the mask covering his eyes once again. “You took a great risk in helping him. You were alone, unprotected and… you had no idea if we would be hostile. Many of us would have killed you just for approaching when we were that vulnerable.”

A stern kind of pride rang in his deep, scraping voice as he articulated the words around his clicking mandibles, and you felt a flush of heat wash over your face at Red’s intense sincerity.

“And you are brave,” he went on. “We saw how you fought against the —” he clicked out the name in his own language and then translated “— ‘shrike’.” His compliments dissolved into another clicking, chittering, non-verbal growl and he spread his mandibles wide in a display of fierce admiration. A gossamer line of saliva connected top and bottom for a moment, but it broke when he shook his head. “If we hadn’t got there…”

“But you did,” you smiled, and squeezed his hand.

“You held it off,” he said. “You had no training, and no weapons that could kill it. When we heard your shout, I thought… I thought we would find you… dead… but you were still fighting…” He reached up and brushed reverent knuckles across your cheek with tremulous awe that stole your breath and made your chest constrict.

Embarrassed, you puffed out a little sigh and muttered, “Adrenaline is a powerful thing, I guess.”

In a vague attempt at diffusing the moment, you tried to walk on, but Red caught up to you in a single stride and snatched your wrist in his hand, physically turning you around to face him. His massive hand around your forearm was gentle, but unyielding as iron.

He growled at you again, and you found yourself almost unsettled by it; wrong-footed. “Red?”

He let go of you and huffed in frustration. “I wish… I wish you could see how…” He chittered a word in his own language and you smiled, cheeks heating when you caught what he said.

Slowly, you stepped right up into his personal space and pressed your left palm against his bare, muscular chest while your other drifted down to his slim waist. “‘Extraordinary’, am I?” you purred.

“You know, it is very unsettling that you can understand me now,” he muttered, looking away and clicking. He didn't try to step back though, or break the contact with you.

“You’ll have to watch what you say now, Big Guy,” you said with a playful, upward twist of your lips. “I might not be able to speak your language, but I know what you’re too shy to say to my face these days. You can’t hide.”

He gave a wordless clicking that still indicated pleasure despite his embarrassment, and he leaned down, hands tightening on your shoulders, claws pricking. As he moved his face closer to yours his mandibles opened and closed repeatedly in a slow, gentle pincer movement, and as he closed the gap between you, your eyes fluttered closed in anticipation of the touch of talons against your cheeks again.

Just as those four pin-prick points pressed against your face in the lightest of caresses, a Hunter ship cruised overhead and disappeared out of sight behind the hangar and you chuckled. “Croc,” you whispered, but Big Red just squeezed your shoulders harder, drawing you even closer before finally kissing you, after his fashion.

His long, dark, forked tongue flickered out to taste your lips and you let him deepen the kiss. He rumbled with pleasure, a thunderstorm in his chest, then grabbed your waist, and slid his hands to the curve of your backside, gripping you and letting his hands wander up and down every part of you he could reach. He didn’t stop purring all the while.

“Come on,” you snorted, pulling back after a few dizzying moments. “Or I’ll get so worked up Croc will smell it anyway.”

“I can smell it now,” Red growled, chasing another kiss which you gladly gave him.

“Fuck,” you gasped as his mandibles scraped across your neck and left you hot all over and aching in a way you hadn’t felt in so long. “Fuck, stop,” you laughed, pushing him square in the centre of his chest. He responded immediately, but he was chuckling as he stepped back.

“Croc will not go easy on me either,” he said as you set off, hand in hand. “If that is any… consolation.”

“It’s not,” you snorted. “He’s a menace.”

“It is a good job he is mated then,” Red said and you stopped abruptly.

“Mated? Since when?”

Big Red just waited for you to start walking again and, when you’d kicked your feet back into motion, said, “Just over… what must be about one Earth year ago, I think? He is bonded to one of my crew, a large male, named ‘Midnight’ in your language. Together though, they are in a relationship with a human.”

“I’m not surprised it takes two people to love Croc,” you snorted. “He’s a handful.”

“In every sense,” Red hissed dryly and you snorted out a loud laugh.

The second ship was just lowering its ramp amid a hiss of steam when you and Red joined the tarmac. There were two Hunters already standing outside of Red’s ship though, apparently enjoying the night air and some quiet conversation with each other while they waited for Croc’s crew to appear, or for their own captain to return.

As you drew nearer, you could see that one of them was the same species as Red, with thin ‘dreads’ and a rusty, ochre colouring, though he was perhaps a little smaller and skinnier than Red, while the other one… He seemed to be one of Croc’s species, but he was a stunning, midnight blue. His skin was so dark it was almost completely black, but in the light spilling from the entrance of Red’s ship, you could see that there were patches of blue over his shoulders and some lighter, smoky coloured areas across his stomach.

It wasn’t his unique colour though that had made you stop in your tracks and caused Red to snicker at you. It was the Hunter’s size. He was… huge.

“Holy shit,” you whispered. “That’s your new crew-mate?”

“Yes.”

“Does he even fit on your ship?”

Red chuckled.

“And that’s who Croc and his human are with?”

“Yes.”

“Holy shit,” you repeated. Perhaps Croc had finally met his match after all.

Red leaned down and his mandibles brushed your ear as he whispered, “He’s very submissive.”

You looked at him with surprise. “No way?”

Red nodded again and straightened. “The females adore him.”

“They must be pissed he’s picked Croc and a human to mate instead.”

“You have no idea,” he said. “Come. I will introduce you.”

At that moment though, Croc strode out of his ship and down the gangway, and when he saw you he stalled, roared a greeting that rent the night in two, and spread his arms wide. Arms. Plural. On closer inspection, you saw that his left arm was a mix of metal and something resembling carbon fibre all the way down, and it had sharp, metal-alloy claws that matched his natural ones on the other hand.

Red leaned down and kissed the top of your head with his mandibles. “He hasn’t shut up about seeing you again,” he said. “All we heard on every communication was how much he wanted to see you again.”

Laughing, you thwacked Red’s stomach once with the back of your hand. “His poor mates,” you cringed.

“They understand that it is different,” he shrugged. “As it is for him and me.”

“I’m glad you get it,” you said earnestly, and then, when Croc gave another demanding, impatient shriek, you ran to him.

He was laughing as you approached, and when you reached him, he swept you up off your feet and into a massive hug. He swung you around like Red had done, and finally set you down, still laughing.

“It is good to see you,” he said, and then bowed his head down to touch his forehead reverently — formally — to yours. Well, he tried to touch your forehead, but because of his height he ended up resting his on the crown of yours instead, but you knew the gesture was one of deep respect, and you returned it as best you could.

“It’s good to see you too, Croc,” you smiled when he straightened. “You’re looking well! Love your new arm.”

“Me too!” he said, bringing it up between you in a cartoonish bicep curl and clenching his fingers into a triumphant fist. “I can finally beat your Big Red at wrestling.”

You snorted. “I hear you’re mated twice over now,” you said, and he chittered his mandibles at you in a bashful smile. “Congratulations.”

“Yes. My human mate is on board,” he said, “And you must have met Midnight already.”

“Apt name,” you muttered. “Red was just about to introduce me. I’ve only just got here.”

“You do not live… here?” Croc asked, looking towards the lights of the complex. “Our commander said this was your base.”

You shook your head and pointed in the rough direction of home. “No, I live off-base over there. I was on my way home when Red found me just now.”

“No wonder you smell like that,” Croc grinned, mandibles obnoxiously wide.

“Shut up,” you snorted. “I knew you’d have to make a comment. I should have made a bet with Red.”

“He’d never have taken it,” Croc said. “I’ll just have to lock the two of you in his quarters for a while,” he added. “You’ve got some catching up to do. He’s been insufferable since you left.” There was something else there — some nuance that you didn’t quite understand — but you let it lie for the time being.

“We’d be in his quarters already if you hadn’t shown up so soon to interrupt us” you quipped, biting back the urge to make a terrible ‘Croc block’ pun. He roared with laughter all the same and steered you closer to Red’s ship.

“Christ, he’s huge, Croc,” you hissed out of the corner of your mouth as Croc led you over to where Midnight was talking to Red.

The other of Red’s species had disappeared inside the ship, leaving the two of them alone on the tarmac. Midnight towered over Red at what had to have been nearly eight and a half feet tall, and his muscles were frankly enormous, but when he saw you and Croc walking over together, he tilted his head a little and then sank to one knee, bowing his head. He wasn’t wearing a helmet or mask of any kind, and you wondered fleetingly if they even made them that big. They must do, if the females were about his size, but still.

“You… saved… our mate’s… life,” he said in very slow and deliberate English. His voice was far deeper than that of any of the male Hunters you’d ever met, and it was as rough as a handful of rocks.

His onyx mandibles looked like they could puncture solid steel, and while his skin was an inky blue, the fangs and tusks at the tips made a lovely contrast in ivory white. He bore no scars or marks that you could see, and his ‘braids’ were long to his ribs, and thicker than Croc’s. His eyes were a brilliant, emerald green. No wonder everyone liked him so much; he was polite and gorgeous.

“Yeah, well, Croc saved me right back a few days later,” you said carefully. “Please, there’s no need for that. I’m honoured to meet his mate.”

From Croc’s ship behind you, a female voice yelled, “Are you lot starting the party without me?” A second voice laughed along with hers, and you all turned around to find two humans at the top of the ramp of the Hunter ship.

The one on the left was a gorgeous woman with warm, Mediterranean skin and dark hair, sitting in a manual wheelchair. She rocked back into a playful wheelie for a moment and then propelled herself carefully down to join you, her friend in military uniform following behind like a shadow or a bodyguard.

“Elena Lopez,” the woman in the wheelchair said, coming to a halt in front of you and extending her hand.

Her friend in military gear made introductions too, adding after a polite nod at Red behind you, “Croc and Midnight are my boys…”

“Pleased to meet you both,” you said, and then the penny dropped and you gawped openly at Elena. “Oh my God, wait, are you Dr. Elena Lopez? From the Madrid Centre for Extra-Terrestrial Studies?”

“The same,” Elena smiled.

“The paper you wrote with Dr. García was what made me sign up for the mission where I met these two in the first place,” you blurted in an awkward rush, nudging Red in the chest with the back of your head since he was pressed practically along the entire length of your back where he stood behind you, with one hand affectionately on your hip. His thumb kept stroking little soft, tender arcs across your clothes and you tried not to lean too noticeably into him. God you were tired though, and it felt so good to be in his arms again.

Elena laughed, a warm, bright, rich sound, and said, “You’re welcome then,” she snorted, her dark eyes glittering as she regarded Big Red too. “I’ve moved out of linguistics since then though,” she went on. “I’m working with Croc and Midnight here to integrate their tech with ours. Got myself a sweet exo-suit in the ship,” she said, jabbing her thumb over her shoulder. “We’re working on treatments for SCIs like mine. If Croc’s new arm interfaces seamlessly with his nervous system, we’re hoping to use implants based on it for both spinal cord patients and amputees, but Hunter tech doesn’t always play ball with our bodies. We’re getting closer to making it all work though.”

“That sounds amazing.”

“Hanging out with these goofballs is half the fun,” she said and then glanced at her watch. “You’ll have to excuse me though. I’ve got to take a call from London in a couple of minutes, but we should all get a drink some time,” she said, taking in all three humans among the Hunters. “Compare notes on being mated to these goofballs.”

“Wait, you too?” you asked as she pushed away and her quiet friend nodded politely before departing as well.

Elena barked another laugh from the top of the ramp and nodded. “Ask your big guy. It’s a funny story.”

Red ruffled your hair before clicking something at Midnight about being dismissed for the night. He nodded at Red, then bowed at you, and followed the departing humans onto Croc’s ship.

“Dr. Lopez is mated to a female,” Red hissed and you spun round to face him.

“No… I thought they never left the mothership?”

“They don’t. I’ll tell you about it sometime.”

Croc lingered outside after his mates and Dr. Lopez had gone. “Your Big Red has been our Big Pain in the Ass since we left you,” he said.

“Yeah?” you asked, cocking an eyebrow at Red.

He grumbled something from behind the mask and shrugged. “Insubordinate runts. Because of Croc, my own crew calls me all sorts of names,” he said to you. “Even Midnight. ‘Big Moody’, ‘Big Grumpy’, ‘Big Idiot’…”

You poked Croc in his impressive pec with a finger, probably hurting yourself more than him. “You told me I should go when I did,” you scowled, not truly angry. “You told me that if I didn’t, the bond would be harder to break and that I’d end up hurting Red even more!”

“Peace,” Red growled, taking hold of your arm and pulling you gently away from his friend. “He was right. You did the right thing.”

Fuelled in equal parts by emotion and exhaustion, tears suddenly prickled hot along your lashes and you turned away from Croc, shielding your watery eyes and wavering lip from his sight against Big Red’s chest.

“Then why did it feel so shit?” you hissed, caught completely off-guard by the intensity of the feelings that had welled up inside you without warning.

Red brought his hand up to cup your face and he stroked his rough thumb across your cheek.

Croc switched to their own language and chittered at Croc, “You haven’t admitted you’re still bonded, have you?”

Red immediately snarled at him to shut up, and you lurched back, staring wide eyed. “You bonded?” you asked.

Behind you, Croc swallowed thickly, audibly, and croaked, “You… uh… You learned our language, then?”

“Yes I did,” you snapped without looking at him. “Red, is it true? Did you… form a… a bond? With me?”

All the anger drained slowly but visibly out of Red and he tore his attention away from Croc and nodded at you. “Yes,” he said. “I formed a bond with you on the first night we slept together. In the storm. It never faded.”

“In the storm? But… I thought you had to… like… have sex to form a bond?”

“Not always,” Red admitted. “It is rare though.”

From behind you, Croc piped up. “Bonds that don’t form with sex are the deepest. They can’t be broken.” After a short pause during which none of you moved or spoke, Croc added to Red, “I didn’t know that part.”

Big Red shook his head and sighed again, the air whistling through his lungs and mandibles in that familiar wheezing way. His huge, hulking shoulders dropped and he laughed quietly. “I never said.”

Croc stepped closer and you looked over your shoulder at the movement.

He tilted his head in a question at Red, and out of the corner of your eye you just caught the faint nod of Red’s head before Croc laid his hand on your shoulder and squeezed. “I will leave you two for tonight,” he said, and his tone was unusually sincere. “It is good to see you again.” To Red he added, “Please tell —” he clicked out an unfamiliar name which you assumed belonged to Red’s other crew member “— that he is welcome on my ship for as long as he likes.”

You picked up the message loud and clear. He was offering a bolt-hole so that you and Red could have the ship to yourselves. You tried not to feel too embarrassed.

Red snorted and then stepped around you. He took off his bone mask and bowed his head to lean his forehead against Croc’s in a gesture of long-standing familiarity and deep respect. They both closed their eyes, and in their own language, Red said, “It’s good to see you again, my friend.”

Hunters had several words for ‘friend’ which all carried different connotations and which had no direct translation into English. The particular word he had chosen was translated literally as ‘beloved of my soul’ but without the romantic implications of a mate, and you choked a little as you recognised it. They brushed their mandibles fondly against one another’s and then Croc turned to you.

“You left him in my care,” Croc said. “Now I leave my friend in yours.”

With a watery smile, you slid your hand into Red’s and squeezed. Unable to form words around the lump in your throat, you just nodded in a silent, solemn promise, and the two of you watched as Croc walked away to his ship and up the ramp without looking back.

“I didn’t know you hadn’t seen him in a while either.”

Red just nodded.

You looked up at Big Red and bit your lip as your mind reeled back to your discovery of his lingering mating bond.

“Red…” you hissed. You knew just enough about mated Hunters to know that without physical access to their mate — not just sex, but simple, everyday contact — they could sicken and sometimes even die. Others gave in to anger and grief at the separation, and became what had been roughly translated to ‘berserkers’ in most human languages. Red just seemed… drained and reserved, and even quieter than before. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I hoped it would break,” he shrugged. “I thought I would be punished for allowing my ship to be shot down, and I never dreamed they’d send me back here. I thought I’d never see you again.”

You hugged him so tightly he wheezed again, and then you both laughed weakly.

“Come on,” Red sighed with a fond hand on the back of your head. “I promised you a shower.”

“Don’t you need to let your other crew-mate know he can go over to Croc’s ship?”

He shrugged. “He’ll keep to himself. He’s very shy.” When he caught the equally shy look on your face, he grinned his mandibles wide and said, “The walls of all our quarters are soundproof anyway.”

“Not sure I’m up to anything much tonight,” you confessed with a quick look at the time. “Ugh, I’ve been awake for about twenty one hours now.”

Red growled and steered you up the ramp with a hand at the small of your back.

“Later,” he said. “We will have time for everything else later.”

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Croc! And what do you think of the new characters? I deliberately left the other human as blank as possible (except for the military uniform) so that if their story comes up with Croc in the future, it can also be a gender/body neutral reader, but boy did I have to do some metaphorical gymnastics to get around that in the text!

I was going to have some steamy reunion stuff but I decided to leave that out because a) our reader is super exhausted and b) it didn’t fit the tone I was going for. So... sexy times next time? :)

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Memories Selection: Checkmate Episode 6 - 冠の輝き (The Shine of the Crown) English Translation - Ensemble Stars

Provided by Happy Elements, あんスタチャンネル on Youtube

Ensemble Stars Memories Selection: Checkmate 『チェックメイト』 Adapted from Ensemble Stars! Story: Checkmate Written by: 日日日 (Akira) English Translation: Freiya

*All copyrights of the stories, scene pictures and writings, all belong to Happy Elements. I only translated the scenes into English to help overseas fans understand the dialogues. I do not own any copyrights other than the English Translation*

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Leo: I’ll make your dream come true. As Knights, with me, together.

Izumi: …Why? You don’t have that much obligation, do you!?

We just happened to enter the same school, sliding together in this connection, that’s all. I can do it by myself, with no need of relying to other people– I don’t need to depend on you–!

Leo: –I know. But, sometimes having someone to entrust your back with is good, right?

Izumi: … *still a bit confused*

Leo: *smiles* If you don’t mind that, I’ll be exactly that. I will become the throne on which you, ‘The King’, can sit on.

Izumi: ….

The King… is you, right?

Leo: Well, true, I’m called that, but… it doesn’t really suit me, honestly!

…I love everyone. It will end up in no good if I just give out everything that I have in mind. I understand that clearly in this previous case. Sena is the one more suited. You are a hated person because you always talk about hateful things, but if anyone gets along with you properly, they will end up loving you.

Leo: These guys too, they gather in here because of you.

Arashi: …Hm..? Are you referring to me and Ritsu-chan?

Ritsu: *Rubs his eyes* …Don’t lump me in together…

Leo: You two, if possible, please always get along with Sena forever. *Leo holds out his hand*

For me… I’m already pretty exhausted, see? I don’t know how long I can continue my activities of being an idol, you know?

Izumi: ….! *a bit surprised*

Leo: It seems… like I’m being forced to move along in the path according to someone’s predicted, planned scenario; I continue to destroy the things that I love one after another.

*Eichi and Tsumugi has gathered in the audience seats*

Leo: However… I really want to continue protecting the precious things that I truly love. Sena… Just watching you from the sides, my songs and compositions can’t stop overflowing! Just from that, I feel happy. Composing songs is my life, see!

Izumi: Leo-kun…

Leo: From meeting you, my dream has already been fulfilled. That’s why, now it’s my turn! What do you want to do? Just tell me about it! I will fulfil it together with you!

Izumi: …I…

Leo: What’s the matter? Even if it’s a dingy desire– Anything, just show me! I’ll turn it out all to be the best masterpieces, and expose it to the all-entire world; “It’s all beautiful,” I’ll praise it like that! If it can fulfill you with that, I’ll give it my all for that!

…I don’t care even if I’m being hated… or disliked by whoever it is. Even if I was made an enemy to the entire world; if I’m with you… I’m jubilant.

Izumi: …!? …Why to that extent…? I don’t get it at all… Leo-kun…!

(I… I’m not that much of a marvellous person, to be dedicated for and fully give your best for. I have too-high pride; I’m always unsatisfied… I’m not a genius like you. Yet… I just want to be approved by everyone; being praised that I’m the number one in the world. I’m just a boring guy, like that. But… with this person… Can I fulfil such greedy desires? Leo-kun is an extraordinary genius, after all).

***

–Knights walked to the stage–

Leo: …Hmm? What’s the matter, Sena? You’re being quiet all this time… Are you feeling unwell?

Izumi: *sighs softly*…No… You said such incomprehensible things, that I just got a little bewildered. *Izumi smiles*

For the next things, we can set it aside for later, right? For now, let’s make a feast of the things in front of us.

Leo: *a bit surprised, then smiles* …Yeah, let’s do it!

Izumi: Naru-kun and Kuma-kun too, just think about being deceived, and follow me.

Arashi: Hmm… well, I guess that’s okay. I will go along with you.

Ritsu: I will fulfil this one duty… but don’t expect beyond that, alright? …Well… I’m a little happy when you reach out to me because I’m ‘me’... not because I’m Sakuma Rei’s little brother.

*Everyone smiles*

Izumi: …Let’s go, everyone!

***

–We’ll be “Knights” Performance–

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–Back to the current situation, where Izumi was playing Chess and chatted with Eichi–

Eichi: With that day’s expense as the culmination, you Knights, followed the thread of decline. It’s moving as per my strategy; you confronted your former relatives, defeated then left them alone, and cut them off. The more you win, the more the elephants was fed[1]. The people nearby you become your enemies all around; and it’s connecting on how the Drefes’ scoring system takes shape in reality–

Izumi: —…Hey, Tenshouin.

Eichi: …?

Izumi: …It’s not all because of your fault. Leo became broken… Basically, it is because of me. I may seem pompous, but the one who initiated inspiration to him, is me after all.

Izumi: …He’s such a green, stupid kid… I was always unsatisfied, and my evil intention of directly destroying all those unlikeable guys… is what injured his innocent, pure soul.

Izumi: Even though I named myself Knights[2a]… even though I became a Knight[2b]... I couldn't manage to protect him.

Eichi: …*drinks his tea quietly with a complicated expression*

Izumi: Even though he discarded everything… being hated by everyone else… Even though he protected me… he protected my dream! But… time couldn’t be reversed. We embraced our desires, we saw dreams in the future, continued to push forward… we fought until we were bathed in blood; and we managed to reach this point. We can’t go back to the past… and we don’t have the time to regret things all over.

***

Tsukasa: *From afar* Sena-senpai~!! I searched you all over, you know~? Yet you were spending your time leisurely in this place?

I have managed to perfect the assignment song you instructed to me!

Izumi: Kasa-kun…

Tsukasa: *excitedly* Now, officially I will be admitted as one of Knights’ members, right?

You promised me this, right!?

Eichi: *chuckles* You’re very lively, aren’t you, Tsukasa-kun? If you raise your voice too loudly… it’s vulgar, you know? *Eichi says with a smile*

Tsukasa: *Tsukasa looks surprised* …!? …Ehh, um…!? Um… Sena-senpai, you’re acquainted with this individual…? What is your relationship with him…?

Izumi: *shakes his head* He’s just an ordinary classmate.

Anyway, I get it, so just go back to the lesson room and wait. I’m having an important discussion right now, alright?

Eichi: *chuckles, while waving his hand at Tsukasa*

Tsukasa: *smiles back awkwardly at Eichi* …Uh… I understand. Then I’ll be waiting. Make sure to definitely come, please, Sena-senpai? *Tsukasa walks away*

Eichi: Hey, Sena-kun… Tsukinaga-kun… do you think he will come back some day?

Izumi: …I can’t predict the future. But… I do hope that it will be good, if he does come back.

***

–Meanwhile back in to the current Knights’ stage, the audiences are cheering for their appearance on the stage–

Tsukasa: Aah… This gleeful cheer of waiting excitedly for us… No matter how many times I hear this, it always makes my heart beat high!

Arashi: That’s right. They waited for us gladfully, and desired to see us.

Izumi: We’re standing on this stage as Knights with high pride, so do it right, okay?

Tsukasa: *looks back to Izumi and smiles* Yes, of course!

Leo: Ahahahaha! No need to get nervous now, okay? It’s not like you’re standing on stage alone!

Ritsu: It’s because our King supports us together… That's why we should go forward with our faces[3] high, and show them all.

Tsukasa: *smiles at Ritsu* Now, let’s go… Everyone!

Knights: *while putting their hands together* Yeah!

***

–Luminous Crown's performance–

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Translator’s notes:

[1]: Eichi uses phrase-idioms as always. In here, it's referring to how no one's there anymore; all gone and the what's left is just resentments.

[2a]: Izumi said ‘Knights’, while on [2b]: Izumi said ‘Kishi’ (騎士) which means knight.

[3]: Ritsu actually says ‘with our chest high’ which means they should stand on the stage with full confidence. I thought that might sound weird in the passage so I added the note here.

Note: The songs are sooooo great and beautiful, oh how I love Knights and Checkmate story so much!💖💖💖

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Memories Selection: Checkmate Directory Chapters Episode 4 - Rusting Heart Episode 5 - The Lonely Throne

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sunsents · 1 year

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welcome to my masterlist ✮

minors DNI with mature (M) stories, thank you for understanding

➴ AVATAR

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(1) Trust Your People, (2) For Duty and Heart

➵status: completed

➵summary: Jake is apprehensive about the upcoming war, and you, firmly against his dreamwalker origins, are there to comfort him. After spending time with the tawtute, you realize he’s not so bad after all…

Drabbles

nothing yet...

Full Length

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Drabbles

➵Midnight (M)

➵Neteyam reacting to your death

➵ Neteyam Teasing You Headcanons (M)

➵Meeting you in the Tree of Souls

➵Beautiful Boy

Full Length

➵ Punishment (M)

➵status: completed

➵summary: After your escapade with Tonowari, his neglect tugs at your heartstrings. The Olo'Eyktan is here to soothe your ache and remind you who you belong to.

Drabbles

➵Don’t Be Shy, Sit (M)

➴ HARRY POTTER

Full Length

(1) Empty (M), (2) Content (M)

➵status: completed

➵summary: Life has always been a cruel joke to you; overshadowed by your friends, watching from the sidelines while everyone flooded each other with love, diminishing your self worth with each aching step. Years later you find yourself face to face with the person that caused your ruin - yet this time, you're aware jokes and theatrics are merely childish games that could be dealt with.

The Cardigan (M)

➵status: completed

➵summary: "Is that mine? You look better in it than me, that's for sure." An intimate night with Fred after you guys find the house all to yourselves.

Drabbles

nothing yet...

Full Length

nothing yet...

Drabbles

➵Library (M)

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🫧 darling, you're my lover! 🫧

💭 SYNOPSIS. spending time with your boyfriend of five years, murata fuma, planning out your future together. describing what your house would look like, and possibly what your kids would look like, how you would never loose connection with him and how you'd always love him.

💭 WORD COUNT. 667

💭 GENRE & CONTAINING. fluff & crack, you live together, reader is the same age as fuma, most of this is just talking, but no warnings, just you and fuma in front of the fireplace <3

💭 AUTHOR'S NOTE. this work belongs to the Lover! series (2/9). this is my first fuma fic in a whilee since my hiatus!!🥹 hope you enjoy this. ♡︎

You walked up to fuma, who was sitting on the small sofa that he had just now dragged in front of the fireplace for the both of you.

You sat down next to him, handing him a cup of hot chocolate with marshmallows while you drank yours. It was times like these in winter that you felt bad for him, he got cold easily, even just from air conditioning. Right now, he was sitting beside you, trying to get as warm as possible, layered in a bunch of clothes and a robe.

You reach out your free hand and start petting his hair. "I know you're cold right now, but I really love the decorations we put up this year."

He smiled, turning his head to you. "Me too. I think this is the best and most we've ever decorated after 5 years."

"We can leave the the christmas lights up 'til january. I really like them." you say.

"That's fine. There's no written rule that we can't do that. This is our place, we make rules. "

"I always imagine what it would be like if we had kids and a bigger home; imagine decorating with them for christmas! I would absolutely love to." you say, in an attempt to get him to think of something else aside from the temperature.

He smiles, glad that you see a future with him. "I imagine that too! Imagine how our kids would look like."

"Oh, they would look great. With me and you as their mix? The only way they'd look bad is if you cheat on me."

"Woah! what a way to turn this around." he laughs.

"I'm kidding. But seriously, I see the rest of my life with you." you say, genuinely; feeling and meaning every word.

"Glad you do; I've kinda planned my whole future with you." he confesses. "Good. I didn't really have anything else pictured in my mind."

He moves closer to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder while the other holds his hot chocolate. "I love spending time with you like this."

"Me too." you say, leaning your head on his shoulder.

"How do you picture our wedding?" you ask out of curiosity.

"Why?"

"Because, I need to know if we're picturing the same thing here. I don't want you thinking I'd have a wedding with neon orange as the color."

"I don't know what you're picturing, but I'm definitely not picturing that. I'm thinking of a natural light green, don't you think?"

"That sounds nice.. either way, my dress is gonna be white."

"I think white looks great on you."

"Everything looks great on me."

"You're right, sorry."

"I always am." you say before you both laugh lightly.

"But seriously, I think white looks great on you, it compliments your features." you listen to him say before looking up at him. "Really?"

"Yea," he shrugs. "You know that one white top you always wear? You look beautiful in it. Well, you always do, but white really suits you, like it was made for you or something. So, I think you should wear white.

"Wow, so much planning mr. murata, you haven't even proposed yet."

"Hey I'm working on it! I don't wanna propose with a random ring. Just you wait, I'm gonna get you the ring you've been on about for 5 years now."

"You don't have to, you know. I'd be glad with a paper ring as long as it's from you."

"I know that, you don't ask for much but.. I wanna give you what you deserve. The past 5 years with you, you've made my life feel like a movie and you've always been there for me." he looks away as he finishes his sentence, too shy to look directly at you.

You kiss his cheek, making him jerk his head back to your direction, you take advantage of this and kiss his lips. "I'll always be here for you, okay? I love you." you look him straight into his eyes. "I love you too."

#&team #&audition #andaudition #fuma #&team imagines #&team fuma #fuma &audition #andaudition fuma #&team scenarios #andteam #andteam reactions #murata fuma #fuma &team #&team fuma imagines #murata fuma &team #fuma murata #Lover ! masterlist 🍓

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yuzukahibiscus · 1 year

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The current Takarazuka Revue Policy on Copyright

As of yesterday after updating the Maiti article, my friend reminded me that Takarazuka Revue has updated their policy on copyright with an FAQ of 13 questions. This leads to limitation of expression in the Takarazuka fandom unfortunately and that’s why a “climate shift” of fan accounts privatizing their accounts.

For the official link, you can read it here, but the translation is as follows:

all intellectual property of takarazuka revue (names, lyrics, script, images, audio, video, merchandise, stage design, publications of performers, staff and performances) belong to takarazuka revue.

no photography and videography is allowed in the second and third floor zones of “takarazuka revue hall of fame”. in places that photography is allowed, unless you are in the foreground of the images, you must not post such images online.

takarazuka performances may be restaged in schools’ cultural festivals if (i) it is not for profit, (2) no ticket fee collection, (3) no salary distribution to performers. please do not change the title and content of performance. please show but not rent out the programmes.

it is stricly forbidden to record broadcasted materials at home in order to sell, rent out to others, or for other purposes beyond personal viewing use.

when using the music (lyrics/songs) of takarazuka revue, please first consult the Japanese Society for Rights of Authors, Composers and Publishers.

all intellectual property contained in the “takarazuka revue pocket app” belongs to takarazuka revue. there should be no disclosure (by means of saving, posting, recording) of such context on media pages. do not post pictures of merchandise on social media profiles.

phototaking of performers outside the theatre is currently forbidden, but you may do so for own use and commemoration. you must not distribute or sell such content on media pages. please do not follow performers for phototaking. staff will give warning in case that happens.

please do not reproduce or reedit merchandise and/or publications, and post such content on media profiles.

please be wary of taking photos for memory that the foreground should not include the performers’ appearances, or else it must not be posted.

stage design includes “title logo”, “stage sets” and “stage curtain”. please do not post images with the abovementioned context on media profiles, unless you are in the foreground of the image.

all intellectual property contained in the homepage of takarazuka revue belongs to takarazuka revue. there should be no disclosure (by means of saving, posting, recording) of such context on media pages.

the copyright of scripts from original performances of takarazuka revue belongs to takarazuka revue. there should be no reediting, alteration and/or redistribution of such publications.

it is not allowed that you create goods related to takarazuka revue intellectual property for personal or commercial use.

it is not allowed that you create art related to takarazuka revue intellectual property for personal or commercial use. such art should not be used as media profile icons or banners.

my personal take on this policy rules: i will be making some of my accounts private too, but feel free to still request follow i will still allow. for instance, i have privated my account on twitter and created a new one where it would comply with takarazuka revue rules only by mentioning of updates in text, feel free to find this new account here.

i will also be more discreet in sharing my continual translation efforts.

but i do recommend if you have done the above, you don’t necessarily have to delete all, but private the account would be fine. feel free to message me if you have any questions, or asking other takarazuka revue fans would be fine too.

#takarazuka #takarazuka revue #copyright policy

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all-hallows-street · 6 months

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Lingzi's Odaibako/Twitter Answers Collection Volume 2

Continuing the compilation of Lingzi's Odaibako answers. Click here for Part 1.

You can still send questions/comments/requests through Odaibako but please be respectful and mindful! As the author stated they will not respond to any questions or suggestions about future content! Also do not spam, Lingzi answers in rare bursts so they might not get to answer your comment any time soon.

A few clarifications. I will skip some doodle requests/drawn answers and will compile them later in a post with all of Lingzi's twitter drawings. Everything with [] marks an edit so the English sounds more natural.

16. Hello. I have a question. There is a scene where Nini imagines (delusions) having a child with Lily. Can demons and angels actually have children? Is there a mix of devils and angels? I was curious because angels themselves don't seem to reproduce.

Yes, that's just Neil's fantasy. Angels don't have the ability to reproduce~

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17. Hello Teacher Lingzi I'm Japanese and I'm learning Chinese. I would like to translate your manga All Saints Street into Japanese. But I understand copyright. Can I translate your comics and quote your images? (Also cite sources, of course.) Or is it difficult for an individual to do this?

Ah, sorry, I haven’t looked at the question box for a long time 😂 I don’t know if it’s too late to answer now 🙏🙏😭 If it is only for the purpose of learning and communication, it is no problem to translate comics that have been released for free! 👌👌

Very important answer for me lol.

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18. Do you have the names of the demon representative and the vampire representative? (Other representatives too) I like it very much😭

That's a new character created by the animation team, and I don't know him either... (laughs)

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19. Hello! I am Japanese. I learned about Halloween Street through anime and fell in love with it! I particularly like Ira. I want to know what kind of woman Ira likes🙇‍♂️💕︎💕︎ I like your comics❣️

Does it mean love in love...? I think he might not be interested in women... nor other genders... He is mainly not interested in relationships, but if I have to choose one trait, I think he might like [loves and is good at playing games] 】Female w

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20. Seven-year-old Anna looks similar to a seven-year-old human, so Damao must be in his twenties? How long is a werewolf's lifespan?

The lifespan of a werewolf is almost the same as that of a human, and Damao should be around 25↑🤔

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21. Hello Teacher! In the anime, Neil's age is stated to be 16 years old, but I read that in the original story, the devil is 80 years old and becomes an adult. Are the age settings different between the anime and the original?

Regarding this... I checked with the screenwriter of the animation before. They forgot the setting of the comic, so they wrote it according to the age of human beings 😂😂 So just think that the settings of animation and manga are different!

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22. Hello, teacher! I don’t know if there is a detailed setting for this, but I am a little curious about whether the ice cream that the devil eats (the name is really apt) is a real soul (?) Can the devil in the All Saints Street world eat human souls?

It’s a real soul 😂 But what’s frozen into ice cream should just be the soul of the fruit (everything is alive👌) Yes, they should like evil spirits and the like.

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23. I really like Neil's design. I love Neil very much and I have all his belongings around me. Neil has one side of his hair braided. Why does he braid it? I like it because it's very pretty. Do you think this is fashionable? (I'm Japanese so the translation may be different)

The setting is because Neil's mother's family has the habit of wearing braids for generations, so he and Nick both have braids. (But the real reason is that I like to draw braids and think they are cute)

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24. Hello, Teacher Lingzi. Does FENZ have any guidelines for doujin activities? (I would like to know if there are any rules like HMCH, such as distributing doujinshi but not producing goods.)

As far as I know, it has never been posted🤔...So I can't give a formal answer to this question. It's just for reference...As long as you don't take the official pictures privately ( Official comics + animation) should be fine if you print pirated copies and sell them, and do fan activities...

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Two similar questions are answered at once.

25. Hello! I recently learned about this through an anime translated into Japanese. All the characters are really cute and I really love them! Will a Japanese translation of the original manga be released…? I really want to read the original… When will the Japanese version of the Manseonggae original comic be released?

Because there are really many people asking about the Japanese single volume, I will give a unified reply here: Thank you for your interest in comics, but… I really don’t know! 😂😂😂 I basically won’t be involved in anything other than [conceiving + drawing] comics, so I really don’t know…but I haven’t heard any relevant news yet, so it should be…not available yet Plan it!

(It's been a year since and there are still no news about an official Jpn manga publication)

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26. Hello, excuse me for asking! Previously, you answered in the question box that angels do not have the ability to reproduce, but how are the genders of angels determined? Sorry for the Japanese. I would appreciate it if you could answer. My favorite work🥰

Being infertile does not mean that you have no reproductive organs🫢(probably) I think you can imagine the body of an angel as that of an infertile human 🤔

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27. Hello Teacher! Does Abu have a sense of pain? If there is something that everyone has that Abu doesn't, or something that Abu has that everyone doesn't? Please let me know!

I still feel pain, but it’s a special place... Maybe it’s because I’m less sensitive to cold and warm. Even if I only wear T-shirts all year round, it’s OK, but I still wear them with the four seasons in order to better integrate with everyone. To change clothes.

This is being answered through Abu's perspective or the translator is confused af. Source

28. Hello teacher~ I just discovered that there is a teacher’s account on Twitter a while ago, so I looked at all the pictures on Twitter. The series on Ira is really warm and cute, but at the end I saw Ira lying on Teacher Lin’s shoulder. It made me think, is it possible for him to lie on top of others like this (stealing) and moving (lazy)? After all, hiring someone to hold a parasol in summer is equivalent to getting a free taxi without having to prepare sunscreen. Although I don’t know how to deal with the clothing issue.

Haha, it’s because of the clothes that he usually doesn’t do that. Although it’s really convenient... If you can change clothes at home, the probability of turning into a bat is higher. Forget it outside, the clothes will fall off. On the ground~

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29. Can devils go into church? 🤔 for example if someone they know gets married at a church do they just have to stand outside? wwww

Oh I never thought about that before, but I think you are right[.] They may not be able to get into the church

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30. Hello teacher, I’m interrupting you again (although I am anonymous). I want to ask this time, will an angel still be an angel without a halo? To be more specific, it probably disappears. Also, can angels share halos?

Logically speaking, the angel's halo will not disappear, but it may be damaged and destroyed. If it is broken, just go back to heaven and apply for a new one😌👌It's not a big problem. Yes, Lily also secretly used Teacher Lin’s aperture.

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Continue in Part 3

#all saints street #wan sheng jie #1031 万圣街 #manhua #Lingzi

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stormblessed95 · 1 year

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Jikook were wearing matching earrings in Run today. Guess they bought a pair & split it and each wore one or they own the same pair and wore them coincidentally at the same time. Nothing big, just another cute moment of them matching. Speaking of matching, when Jikook wore those matching gold & black & gold & yellow wedding bands, what happened to that footage? Do they every plan on releasing it? We know they were doing stuff together a group, but we only got snippets & never the actual footage.

I'm convinced yall don't read my posts before sending in asks. 🙃😂

REGARDLESS. What do you mean what happened to the footage? This wasn't a documentary released or much of anything. The Instagram clips and stuff posted WAS it unfortunately. The gold band behind footage came from Dispatch D'FESTA shooting clips. They posted it on their Instagram and some on youtube shorts. The rest was paid content only available AT the exhibition, stages, etc.

They also did the group painting for the D'festa celebrations

youtube

Here's an unboxing someone did of all the photobooks too in case you wanted to see them

youtube

And a thread of photobook scans

More Behinds clips of them filming their performance videos for D'FESTA

youtube

And their actual performances here too. DNA:

youtube

And PTD:

And I have this post here of all their posters and all the members comments translated from the comments they left on each other's posters.

D'FESTA was Dispatch putting on a Kpop festival to celebrate their anniversary and BTS was part of the lineup. BTS pre-recorded all of their segments. And what we get video wise is either what Dispatch released as teasers or what ARMYS who paid for tickets and went filmed for us and shared the BTS cuts of stuff there and so video quality was, well it's just okay, its what we get when we steal content for free basically. Lol but Still wonderful!

Hope that helps a little. I think that's everything from BTS during the D'festa filming, at least, it's everything I can find easily.

EDITING TO ADD:

D'Festa released a movie with even more. I don't have a good link to watch the movie DVD in full without you needing to buy it (but I'll add it if I find one) and here is a thread with all the jikook moments from the DVD here

#jikook #kookmin #jikook d'festa #jikook in 2021

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twilightmalachite · 5 months

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2×2 - Epilogue 1

Author: Akira

Characters: Yuuta, Hinata

Translator: Mika Enstars

"So are you taking responsibility accordingly and marrying Aniki? Are you going to become my sister-in-law!?"

[Read on my blog for the best viewing experience with Oi~ssu ♪]

Season: Spring

Location: ES Live Stage Dressing Room

Following the recording of 2×2 episode 5, in the performer dressing room…

Yuuta: …Hm? Huh, Anzu-san!

Thank you for all your hard work today~♪ What’s up? You don’t often enter the performer dressing room, don’t you?

I get it. It would be awkward if we were in the middle of changing, wouldn’t it.

Hm? Oh, Aniki? Ahh, humm, so you’re here for Aniki…♪

Unfortunately, Aniki was called to the agency earlier and left in a panic.

Apparently Ran-senpai didn’t get permission from the agency, or rather, Vice Prez Saegusa Ibara, to appear in 2×2.

It probably had already begun to air by the time he noticed, so he probably let it slide until it was over to give a lecture about it—Or well, that’s probably what Vice Prez was thinking.

Aniki and Ran-senpai are prooobably getting thoroughly chewed out together right now.

Yeah. Well, it looked like Ran-senpai had a lot of fun, he’ll probably back Aniki up, so it should be fine. The Vice Prez has a soft spot for him, after all.

And for us too. He’s seriously been pretty good to us, hasn’t he~!

Of course, so have you, and YamadaP too.

Although it’s pretty aggravating for me to admit that fact right now…♪

—So? What are you here for, Anzu-san?

Yuuta: So are you taking responsibility accordingly and marrying Aniki? Are you going to become my sister-in-law!?

I’m just kidding about that, though… I think Aniki and Ran-senpai might’ve picked up on that too.

Don’t know about Shinobu-kun, though… He’s kind and doesn’t hate even me.

But I don’t really care about your feelings, so I’m just going to be honest with you. Truthfully—It’s unpleasant to be conveniently manipulated and toyed with, right?

I was certain about it ever since I poked YamadaP about it to gauge his reaction.

Yuuta: Hey, answer me honestly.

You switched with YamadaP, didn’t you, Anzu-san?

Switching places is copyrighted exclusively to us twins, it’s been stolen!

Or no, actually, is this something like revenge to us causing mayhem by switching places in Twin Peaks or something?

It isn’t? Well, here’s what I think—

The producer showdown, secretly held under the cover of 2×2, was an important match to determine the future head of the P-Association.

To keep the match fair, you lied to us.

Specifically, you secretly switched the name of the producer in charge each time, didn’t you?

On the outside, you were credited as the producer for the first episode and the odd numbers following it, but…

But in reality, it was the other way around, with YamadaP in charge of the first episode.

But since we don’t know that, if we had favored Anzu-san and became motivated only for those episodes—

In the end, YamadaP would have won, the actual person in charge.

Rather, the one who organized this, the P-Association, swapped you two’s names in anticipation of that. Isn’t that right?

Because generally, Yumenosaki idols blatantly favor Anzu-san.

And the P-Association figured we’d be the same, so they set a trap for us.

And they did that, because the P-Association wanted YamadaP to win.

As someone who found great success in SS, and is especially loved by everyone in Yumenosaki, praised as the “protagonist of the modern day”, you must be an eyesore for them, Anzu-san.

And so, they wished to uproot you. That’s probably why they even had the producer showdown, just to get you removed from the P-Association.

But, the miscalculation on the part of P-Association was who was appointed to be your successor, YamadaP—

Who had no interest in being incorporated into ES.

YamadaP has a solid reputation outside of ES and has a place he belongs there. I doubt he wanted to become a part of the gigantic monster called ES only now.

That’s why he was cutting all those corners. He wanted to lose on purpose.

He wanted to lose so he wouldn’t have to become the head of the P-Association, which would be nothing but a pain in the ass.

That’s why for the odd-numbered episodes, the ones he was actually in charge of, he betrayed his reputation as a skillful producer, the content being so boring it felt like I had already seen it somewhere before.

No, that’s exactly why something began to feel off to us.

You’re no longer a beginner who doesn’t know what’s right or left, Anzu-san. You’re a talented producer who is recognized and loved by idols.

And we had already known that.

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yankpop · 1 year

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Yandere NCT Dream OT6

Summary: Taeyong tries to get between you and the boys and that’s something they won’t tolerate.

DISCLAIMER: This is a FICTION work only made for entertainment purposes so please don’t take any of this seriously. I do not support or encourage any type of abusive behaviour. Please, be 18+ to read this. Make sure to read the trigger warnings before you get started, but almost everything is yandere and includes toxic behaviours.

All copyrights belong to @yankpop (aka me) so do not post/translate my works on any other platforms without my consent/knowledge.

Check more: Masterlist.

Female reader

WARNINGS: Kidnap/captivity situation; implied future murder.

AN: Mark's not here, so it's only the rest of the boys. Hope you guys enjoy this 💖

I'm not back, just trying to get rid of what I have in my drafts.

Your heart beats faster than you’ve ever experienced, both adrenaline and fear pumping into your blood.

You only catch a few glances of Taeyong, unable to have a clear view with Jeno and Jaemin protectively standing in front of you, the last one a little far behind so that your body is pressed against his, making you feel Jaemin’s body slightly shaking.

Despite the visual obstruction, you can clearly hear Haechan and Taeyong discussing, as they keep arguing back and forth. “You can’t keep her like this, it’s not….okay.”

Haechan scoffs with disdain at Taeyong’s words. “We’re not keeping her. She wants to be here, obviously.” You frown at hearing that, how could Haechan lie so easily?

Standing on the sidelines, Chenle vehemently nods in agreement while next to him Jisung has panic written all over his face with head going back and forth through the members. Over the time you spent with the boys, it quickly became evident that despite his high height, Jisung was a scaredy cat and hated making decisions, unlike Haechan.

“If she wants to be here, then why won’t you let Y/N say it herself?” You look at Taeyong’s direction, catching a fleeting glimpse of the man looking at you with evident concern in his eyes.

The unexpected eye contact makes you want to plead for help, and you open your lips to say something - anything -, until Jeno moves slightly to the side, effectively hiding you once again from Taeyong’s sight.

His words definitely stir up the group, Chenle and Jisung share a concerned expression as Renjun lets out an exasperated sigh and Jaemin reaches for your hand, tightly holding it without changing his position. This whole ordeal makes you feel conflicted, for one side you badly want to call out Taeyong to help you but you’re afraid of the consequences.

Especially because there are 6 of them but only one Taeyong.

What if they hurt him?

“I don’t think that’s a good idea. You’re gonna scare her away, Taeyong.” Renjun tries to intervene, supported by Chenle. “Yeah, you’re probably gonna try to change her mind or something.”

“You’re not gonna get anywhere near her.” Jaemin declares, his voice booming with determination. His words awfully resemble a threat, and the room temperature seems to drop immediately.

The message was clear.

They weren’t going to give you up, no matter what.

And they weren’t gonna allow Taeyong to take you away either. Something you already suspected, but now Taeyong is warned too.

Haechan keeps quarreling with Taeyong but you notice as Renjun turns around to whisper something at Jaemin, who sternly nods and signals Chenle to come closer, followed by a frightened Jisung. Giving you a final look, he pushes your hand into Chenle, his face void of any emotion as he mutters “Take her to the safe room. We’ll call you when it’s over.” his words make you panic, what was going on?

“What? No, guys, I-” You try to push away Chenle, only for him to grab your hand impossibly tighter, forcing you to follow him as he goes for the door exit. You hear some commotion behind you when Taeyong realizes what was going on, yelling at the boys to let you go. Anxiety boils inside you at the radical change of events, making it harder for you to breathe.

You turn your head behind, catching a brief glance of Renjun standing on the side while Haechan, Jeno and Jaemin surround Taeyong.

The vision only lasts a mere second but it’s enough to fill your heart with fear, making you trip on your own feet. Jisung softly pushes you from behind, compelling you to keep moving.

They force you out of the room, closing the door with a loud noise just in time as a fight immediately begins.

Taeyong’s destiny is evident, making you realize that their determination in keeping you is more powerful than you ever imagined.

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