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cheerfulmelancholies · 7 hours ago

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Elliot stared at the blurry mass of writhing shadow and smoke, indifferent to the power of the being before him. It wasn't that he wouldn't feel threatened by an immensely powerful being beyond the realm of humanity's conceivable physics—rather, because the entity was so outside the range of human understanding, all Elliot could do was tilt his head at it in befuddlement.

"I don't get it," he said plainly as the massive being shifted about almost as if it were vibrating in place. Its only discernible features were the several ruby red eyes dotted about its form. "You made it sound like just looking at you would cause complete agony, but you're just, like, a giant blob of darkness. With too many eyes." Said eyes narrowed at him as a voice echoed both within his mind and the air around them.

"You should be trembling in fear, paralyzed by the mere sigh of me," it rumbled, observing the tiny speck of the mortal standing beneath itself with rare curiosity. "Yet you gaze upon me like I am little more than one of the fauna of your world."

"Well…" Elliot started, trailing off as he scratched the back of his head. "I'm just not sure what exactly I'm looking at here. I know being incomprehensible is the point and all, but… maybe you're doing too good a job at that."

Quaz'el'Far, in all its infinite wisdom from eons of roaming realities on a whim, for once felt unsure of what to do. What a strange statement. It had never witnessed a mortal with immunity to its unknowable horror, much less one that would act so calm in the face of something like itself. "I do not understand," it admitted, reluctant to make such a statement.

"Welcome to the club, buddy," Elliot sighed. He glanced around at the empty space he'd been brought to, a pocket dimension that was supposed to be punishment for the human mind. Apparently. Though it was rather lackluster. While he'd heard of white rooms being hell on the psyche, he didn't think an eldritch being would rely on something so… boring. If he strained his eyes hard enough, he could almost make out the faint shapes and colors dancing around the white void, but even then it did little more than give him a slight headache from the effort.

"How is it that you see me, yet you remain unaffected by my presence?"

Elliot redirected his attention to the mass of shadow, matching the slow blink of its eyes with his own. "Look, Quail-uh, Que-hmm… Listen, Q, I'm sure whatever freaky powers you have outside of teleporting people to empty voids are absolutely terrifying. It's just… looking at you, you just look like a vibrating blob of shadows and eyes. That's it. Maybe you're supposed to be more than that and my tiny human brain can't handle it so it just… fills you in with stuff it does know."

The human brain was funny like that.

It was an interesting statement, and one that Quaz'el'Far spent considerable time pondering. These humans had evolved to such a state that they could simply ignore its mind-shattering form in favor of something they could understand? A sharp jolt pulsed through its body, the feeling unfamiliar until it recalled the reactions of the many mortals it had destroyed.

Fear was an unfamiliar concept to the unknowable being, and it found that it did not care for the feeling.

Elliot, growing bored of both the conversation and being stuck in the nowhere space, continued. "If, uh, if we're done here, can I maybe go now? I'm gonna be late for work…"

What nonchalance! As if an all-seeing god meant nothing! Quaz'el'Far drew itself back from the perplexing mortal, eyes gazing through the timelines in an attempt to pinpoint when humanity had begun to obtain this… this disgusting indifference.

No matter how many timelines it parsed, how many universes it peered into, there was no other mortal with such mental fortitude as this one. The concept that one mere human could be capable of such an ability staggered it. If this human could withstand its presence, what else was it capable of? It didn't want to learn.

Inhuman eyes blazed as the great Quaz'el'Far stared down at the mortal in fear and disgust. "You may return to your life, mortal," it began as it opened a portal beside the horrid abomination. "My apologies for having kept you."

"Oh! Uh, no worries. Thanks, mate!" With a wave, Elliot stepped through the swirling mass of color and warmth. As it closed behind him and he found himself back in front of his apartment complex, he wondered if the portal was also supposed to be some incomprehensible horror his mind shouldn't have been able to fathom. It was a good thing humans were so good at putting things together with limited info. So when he glanced at his phone and saw the time, he already knew before he started jogging to the bus stop that he'd be late, would walk in mildly sweaty, and John would chew him out for his tardiness yet again. The entire interaction with the weird shadow monster was already pushed to the back of his mind, waiting to be forgotten like his lunch box already had been.

You bear witness to a horror beyond your comprehension. However, because you don't comprehend it, you....just don't get it. The horror in question is terrified by this.

#idk I wrote this in a day #my writing #writing prompt #writers on tumblr #creative writing #nothing like a dumbass being immune to the horrors simply because he's a dumbass #I kind of want to tie this into my other wip #save for later

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dawnfire12 · 2 days ago

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The Big Reveal

Pairing: Saja boys (Kpop Demon Hunters) x You (female manager)

Summary: How you found out the boys weren’t human.

Warnings: 18+ (mdni!), explicit smut content, p in v, dirty talk, breeding kink, creampie, multiple orgasms, all consensual

Word Count: 1109

A/N: The story of how the boys and the manager developed their feelings for each other is coming soon

Since you and the boys have shared your feelings towards each other, they find every excuse to touch you. An arm around your waist, a head rested against yours, your hand held etc. In front of their fans, you slap any body part coming towards you with your clipboard to not make the fans angry and keep up the professional appearances. So most of their affection is saved for being in the dressing room, night time walks, anywhere that’s mostly out of the public eye.

Due to this, your bedroom door was always unlocked as company would find their way into your bed to be close to you in every way possible. Tonight, your special guest was Jinu who wormed his way into your room and locking the door to keep you all to himself. Most nights with Jinu always involved him teasing you a little and in some shape or form with his cock in you wherever there is a mirror in your room. He loves to see how deep his dick goes and your reactions.

But tonight, he was hammering into your pussy. The sound of squelching echoed around the room. He’s made you cum at least three times already tonight and on a way to the fourth. Some nights he gets reckless like this where he just needs to have you so close, countlessly orgasmming and filling you with his cum. You don’t know if these nights happen from the stress of the band but you can’t complain.

What you really don’t know is every time he’s in you, Gwi-Ma’s voice disappears and he can be himself around you. You are his safe haven. Same for all the boys.

“Ah! Jinu!” You moan, eyes rolling back.

He grunts and keeps his hard pace. He loves how your walls tighten against him and how your boobs move in time with his thrusts. As he loses himself to the pleasure he doesn’t realize that he let go of his restraint on his demon features. His once short nails turn long, his brown eyes start to glow yellow, his teeth elongate into fangs and his blue tattoos appear on his arms.

You have your head thrown back, eyes closed and can feel his teeth brushing against your neck. Then you feel a sharp stabbing on your hips causing you to gasp, opening your eyes to see Jinu in his demon form.

“Jinu!” You shout surprised, wondering if you are hallucinating from how he’s fucking you.

At your scream, he moans and goes faster. You keep pulling your hips away but he doesn’t let you go far.

“Come on baby. Be good.” He purrs.

“Jinu! Stop!” You demand.

He stops when he hears the fear in your voice. He sees your eyes watering and goes to brush your hair when he sees his demon nails reaching for you. He pulls back from you entirely, ashamed.

“Jinu what’s going on?” You ask him.

He shakes his head.

“You have to tell me. What the hell is all this?” You question.

He opens his mouth and closes it. He sighs out through his nose and looks to the side, gritting his teeth.

“I’m a demon okay.” He whispers, “All the boys and I… we are demons.”

Your mouth falls open. You can’t believe what you’re hearing.

He continues talking, “Listen, I understand if you never want to see us again. I never wanted you to see me like this, in this hideous form. I.. just.. You’re so nice, pure and good and when you looked at me I felt like I was loved and belonged.“

You don’t respond, still studying him.

“I know the boys feel the same. If you don’t want to see us again, I can have your memories erased so you never need to know.” He rambles.

“Hey, hey, hey,” You wave your hands, “No one’s erasing anyone’s memories. Let's just take a minute. Okay?”

He nods.

You slowly reach your hand towards him to touch his nails and begin to trace his patterns. He shudders at your gentle touch, closing his eyes until your hands reach his cheeks where you brush your thumbs against his cheek bones. His yellow eyes meet yours.

“It’s a bit of a shock,” You nod and swallow, “But we can work it out.”

His eyes widen at you.

“I’ve confessed my feelings to you before. They won’t change because of this. I still care about you… you just happen to be a mythical creature.” You laugh towards the end of your sentence.

“You won’t leave us?” His eyes water.

You smile, “No. I won’t leave you. Any of you.”

You lean your forehead against his and he wraps his arms around your waist. Your head leaning on his chest and his head lays on top of yours. You stay in this reassuring silence for a few moments before you say your other thoughts.

“I will say, your demon form is kinda hot.” You stick your tongue out.

He smirks,”Oh yeah?”

He pushes you back on the bed and props your legs up against his shoulders. He enters you in one thrust and that has you crying out. You thought he was going hard before, well now that you’ve solidified that you are his, he’s going feral. All you can do is grip the sheets and cry out from the pleasure.

“I knew you were such a good girl.” He purrs.

He folds your legs over so your ankles are resting by your head and his upper body is pressed against your legs. From this angle he hits your cervix which has you wailing out. He’s sucking and marking you wherever his mouth can attach to.

“My good girl! Accepting me! Ugh! Never letting you go! Pussy too good!” He moans as his balls hit your butt with every thrust.

“Ah! Jinu! Jinu! Please!” You moan as you feel your climax building with every thrust. Every time he brushes your cervix it brings you a step closer.

“Yeah! This pussy’s mine! Gonna have you cum and milk me! Fill you up!” He pants.

A few more thrusts have you cumming so hard it hits you like a freight train. All you can do is scream and grip the sheets. He does well on his promise and keeps thrusting in you till he cums in you. He weakly thrusts a few more times before pulling out and throwing an arm around your waist, bringing you to his chest to cuddle. Your eyes slowly start to close and you fall asleep.

The next day, the boys hear about your new found knowledge and thank you accordingly. 😜

#jinu saja x reader #jinu smut #jinu x reader smut #jinu x you #jinu kpop demon hunters #jinu x fem!reader

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starpeachjelly · 2 days ago

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Kindred Spirits ₊˚⊹⋆

prologue part 3

part 1 / part 2

synopsis: Four years have passed since the chronorift catastrophe, since you've regained the memories of your past life, since you crossed paths with her. You two are close, and you think Caleb might not like that.

warnings: none.

word count: 1.9k

authors note: my biggest fear is mischaracterization, but i hope i did good for young caleb.

Every time she has a problem she comes to seek you out. It doesn't matter if it's a tricky problem on her homework, or a full blown fight with her friend. No matter the issue you're always the first person she comes to. You try your best to convince her to go to Caleb instead, knowing how much he appreciates it when she seeks him out for help. Sometimes she listens to you, most of the time she doesn't.

You know Caleb doesn't like this. You can tell based on the way he looks at you.

He's always polite in front of her. He smiles and talks with you casually when she's in the mix, treating you like a friend. But the moment she's no longer there something in his behaviour shifts. It's not noticeable to anyone else, but you can always tell the difference.

It's the way his eyes darken. You remember how fans used to point out the way his gaze could change so quickly. Puppy eyes that are able to turn into something so serious and dark in a matter of seconds. You used to think it was something that only started after he becomes cornel. Yet he's only fourteen and able to send shivers down your spine with how coldly he looks at you. Even when you don't look at him you can always feel it.

Music plays from your headphones as you breeze through your homework. You miss the music you used to listen to in your past life, but you've managed to find some songs in this world you enjoy too. It's a peaceful evening, but that moment of peace fades when you feel your heart tighten. The urge to cry overwhelms you, causing you to put down your pen and move away from the pages scattered across your desk. You'd think this was coming out of nowhere, but after four years you know better.

She's in a fight with Caleb.

You always get this feeling when she's arguing with him. No matter how big or small the issue is.

Right on cue your phone starts to blow up. Dozens of messages from her pop up on your screen telling you about how much of a "meanie" he is, how he never listens to her, and a bunch of other complaints. You sigh, put your phone in your pocket, and head over to Josephine's house to comfort her. Every time they argue you're always there to help her. You know that it's another thing you do that Caleb doesn't like. But with your shared connection you feel a sense of responsibility to be there for her no matter what.

Most of the time their fights are just misunderstandings or petty arguments. Things that usually resolve themselves after a couple hours of her ranting, and him buying her her favourite snacks. This time things are different.

Hours have passed. Deep purples and oranges have faded into navy blue. The sun has set fully, leaving the sky decorated with a full moon and countless stars. It's a shame such a lovely night is filled with such anger and sadness.

You've lost track of how long you've been sitting on her bed. Gently running your fingers through her hair with her curled up next to you while she rants about him. Yet despite all the ramblings she still hasn't told you what exactly it is he's done to upset her so much.

The tightness in your chest has yet to subside, an indicator that she's still as troubled as she was when this all started. You care for her, you really do. You can feel her pain like it's your own. But you need this to be resolved soon because you don't know how much more patience you have left in you. Listening to teenage drama when you're no longer a teenager yourself is like a special kind of torture.

So, in a desperate attempt to put an end to this you decide to talk to Caleb yourself, even though you know you're probably the last person he wants to see right now.

Three knocks on his bedroom door. Shuffling can immediately be heard from the other side. He peeks his out from the crack, looking like a kicked puppy. Big shiny purple eyes, brows knit together, and a small pout on his chapped lips. You can feel your heart twist at the sight. He's so cute and tiny, it's hard to believe what he'll turn into in a few years.

"What happened?" you ask.

He looks away. A red blush starts to dust across the tips of his ears. Immediately you understand that whatever they're fighting about has something to do with you.

It most likely had something to do with what happened earlier today; when she had asked you to win her some plushies while you were all at the arcade. He had tried to get her attention by winning some himself, but as appreciative as she was she clearly had a preference for the ones you had won. You'd gifted him one too in hopes of cheering him up, but you're not sure if it helped or made things worse.

"I was just messin' with her."

The look on your face must be filled with skepticism because the moment he looks at you he sighs, rubs his neck, and goes back to avoiding your gaze.

"I may have taken it a step too far–"

He staggers back as you take a step forward to look into his room. As expected, right on his bed, is one of the plushies you had won her. (And to your surprise so it the one you had gifted him.) The red on his ears immediately spreads to his cheeks.

You understand his jealousy, his protectiveness towards her. After everything they've gone through, to have someone else, someone he thinks is oblivious to what they've gone through, show up into their lives and start taking over the role he had played for years. Who wouldn't be upset with that?

If you didn't have this shared connection with her you would leave this situation for them to resolve on their own. But you can't stand this ache in your heart anymore.

"I'm sorry." You say, not just for unintentionally stealing her attention, but for becoming part of their story. For changing it no matter your attempts not to.

His eyes widen, clearly caught off guard by your apology. He stares at you, not saying a single word. So you continue. "I'll never be able to replace you, not that i want to. But even though i'm part of her life, you're still very important to her."

He's still quiet. Still staring at you with that surprised expression. Hopefully your words have finally helped him understand you're not trying to take his place, and that you'd never be able to. Whatever unexplainable bond you have with her doesn't change what they've gone through, even if she doesn't remember.

"But, you should give her the plushie back." You offer him a small smile before leaving, not wanting to push your luck.

The next morning a sudden thunk against your bedroom window startles you from whatever it is you're looking at on your phone. Another thunk comes two seconds later. You get up off your bed to see what's happening. Caleb stares up at you from your back yard.

Glass panes groan softly as you open them, peaking your head out the window.

"Can I come up?" he asks.

His words catch you off guard.

"Please," he adds when you don't answer.

It's barely 8 am on a sunday. You're not even dressed, still wearing your comfiest pajamas. "Caleb–"

"I'm comin' up."

Your eyes widen as you watch him start to climb the downspout that runs next to your bedroom window.

"Caleb!" You whisper shout, not wanting to alarm your parents, but if he hears you he doesn't seem to care.

Floor boards creak as he steps into your room, swinging himself in from the ledge of the window. He stands in front of you, fully dressed in non sleepwear. You're not sure what to do or say, too caught off guard by what you just witnessed.

"I wanted to say sorry."

His words are even more of a surprise than him climbing through your window. It must be written on your face, because he immediately explains his unexpected apology.

"For how i've been treatin' you."

"It's fine–"

He cuts you off. "It's not."

An awkward silence hangs between the two of you. A strong gust of wind shakes the trees outside, wafting in the scent of asiatic apples into your room. He's not saying anything, but you can see a vulnerability in his eyes that you've never seen before. Not even when he looks at her.

"It's okay. I know." you say.

You have a feeling that he wants to explain why he's so protective of her. But you already know everything.

His expression shifts into something you can't quite place your finger on. The vulnerability in his eyes is still present, but there's something else there. Something akin to realization.

He clears his throat and pulls something out of his pocket. In hand is a tiny charm with three apples on it. One red, one yellow, one green. All stacked up one atop the other. "It doesn't make up for how i've been actin' like a big jerk all these years. But I thought it could be like a peace offering or somethin'."

You don't pick up the charm, examining the polymer clay apples in his palm before looking back up at him. His eyes are no longer on you, instead you find them glued to his feet. He looks nervous, and a little bit embarrassed. It's odd seeing him like this, usually he always appears so confident.

You could accept the peace offering, put an end to his nervousness. But you find yourself wanting to mess with him first. After all, he deserves it for all those unnecessary chilling glares. You tap your index finger against your chin and hum in faux contemplation. It's hard not to laugh as he immediately starts to shift awkwardly.

"I'll accept this peace offering, if you promise to make me some of your famous braised chicken wings."

His head snaps up to look at you. His eyes are wide, as if stunned you're actually forgiving him despite his jealousy and past behaviour. But you do, because you understand. You know.

"Yeah. I promise." The way his gaze softens, and the smile on his face warms your heart.

After that night things between you change. When it's just the two of you he no longer ignores you. Awkward silences have changed into jokes and laughter, lighthearted banter. Icy stares melt into something more gentle. Now he looks at you the same way he looks at her, like someone he wants to protect. It's a heartwarming change. One you unfortunately don't get to experience for long.

Your mother gets a promotion that requires your family to move to the newly built city of sky haven. You try to tell yourself that this is a good thing. Living in skyhaven means you won't be nearby, you won't be able to affect the story anymore. Despite your logical reasoning, a part of you doesn't want to leave. You don't want to leave her. And with you and Caleb finally becoming friends, you don't want to leave him either. But you know this is for the best.

Things will finally return to normal.

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a/n: thank you all so much for your support and comments <3 they mean the world to me 🥺💕

#love and deepspace #caleb x reader #lads x reader #rafayel x reader #love and deepspace x reader #sylus x reader #xavier x reader #zayne x reader #lads #lads x you #sylus x you #caleb x you #zayne x you #rafayel x you #xavier x you

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prettydaisygirl · 1 day ago

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HIII PRETTYYY i was wondering if you can write abt pranking james with a fake hickey and james knowing he didn't give r that n just goes on a full inspection mode

thankyou if u write this❤❤

this was such a fun little thing to write, thank you so much for requesting this! I adore him, I literally can't help it I need him right neowwwww. anyway thanks for the request again, hope you enjoy <3

boyfriend!James Potter x fem!reader who pranks him with a fake hickey ✿ 445 words

cw: fem!reader, James manhandles reader, James takes off reader's shirt without asking

james potter masterlist

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“What’s that?”

James’ question is suspicious, and you know he’s seen it. You look up at him with a look of innocent confusion plastered on your face.

“What?”

“That.” He emphasizes, gripping your leg and tugging you closer to him, your body sliding against the sheets. You let out a surprised yelp but let him manhandle you. He reaches out a hand and brushes your hair away from your neck. You continue to feign innocence, raising a hand to your neck.

“What? What is it?”

James goes silent, and he doesn’t answer your question. You turn your head to look at him only to find him reaching out to lift up your shirt.

“James!” You cry out, more in surprise than anything else. His eyes are wide, tracing over every inch of your skin. His fingers brush over the same path, causing you to shiver. “What are you doing?”

He doesn’t answer again, at least not at first. He turns you around, eyes tracing over every inch of skin before settling back on your face.

“Why do you have a hickey?”

You try not to break instantly at the look on his face alone. It’s half-confused, half-cautious. You feel bad but you don’t want to give in just yet.

“Yeah, from you.” You say, nonchalantly like it’s casual. James doesn’t think so, his brows pull together and his head tilts as he looks at it.

“No, not from me.” You try to avoid his gaze but his face follows your eyes. There’s hurt barely hidden beneath a cloud of confusion in his own irises, and your stomach turns over with guilt. “I wouldn’t put it somewhere visible like that.”

“James-”

“Why do you have a hickey?” He asks again, face turning down. Hurt and fear flicker in his eyes, flaring and lessening like flames as his mind runs through different thoughts. “Did- Did someone else give you that?”

You break.

“It’s a prank, Jamie.” You whisper, one hand moving to your neck as the other cups his cheek. His lips part, more confused than ever as you wipe the hickey away from your skin. “It’s makeup, baby.”

“Oh.” He’s silent for a moment, and then… laughter. Heavy, deep laughter that rumbles his whole body as he tugs you closer. You beam. “That was so good! You really got me, angel.”

“I’m sorry I scared you.” You say, giggles interrupting your words. He shakes his head, chocolate curls bouncing against his forehead.

“You got me good, I’m really proud of you.” He leans down to kiss you deeply, his hands sprawling across your back, then he breaks away.

“But I’m definitely going to get you back.”

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#daisy's writings #james potter #boyfriend!james potter #james potter x reader #james potter x fem!reader #james potter au #james potter fluff #james potter fic #james potter drabble #hp marauders #marauders fic #james potter oneshot #james potter imagine #james potter fanfiction #james potter angst

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astaeriii · 2 days ago

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⚠️[SPOILERS FOR SQUID GAME SEASON 3]⚠️

kang dae-ho rant because what the fuck was ep 2??

okay, to start off, i've never seen such a terrible character assassination.

kang dae-ho had such a great character build-up in the second season and the end left us with a cliffhanger to ponder about his character and how he would contribute to the show. i really hoped to see more of his character and how he'd contribute to the plot. however, season 3 absolutely fucked up his entire character.

not even two episodes in and he dies a MEANINGLESS death by the hands of gi-hun. but before we get to that part, I'd like to speak about the dialogue between dae-ho and gi-hun had before dae-ho's death.

dae-ho quotes: "I never served in the Marines. It was a lie. I didn't even serve in the military. I've never even held a gun. Even my tattoo is fake." (ep 2, 42:57)

according to him, he lied so a "loser" like him could be included in gi-hun's group. first of all, this is terrible writing because what the fuck?

the BEST theory that could explain dae-ho's anxiety attack in the last would be a PTSD flashback from his life during the period of time he served in the Marines. THAT would've given him great character depth (if it had been true), making him complex with great writing. so, i dont understand what was the point with shoving his build-up away and tossing his depth into the fucking trash?

aside from that, the scene in which he confesses he never served in the military is clearly SO rushed because he just suddenly blurted his words out, like wtf? what was everything in season 2 for, then? they butchered up his character and it pmo so bad because i really got attached to him for his complexity.

moving on to his death, it was so TERRIBLY out of character for gi-hun to do that. i get he was enraged, but seriously, WHAT was the point in him strangling dae-ho to death? he would've never done that, he would never do that, even if he's so terribly angered — because his character doesn't revolve around killing his friends. seriously!!!! IT WAS SO RUSHED!!!!

they could've given dae-ho a heroic death by saving one of his friends from dying in one of the games or giving his life to protect someone (or he didn't have to die at all!). because either way, i strongly believe that his character should've focused on facing his fears and proving his strength by showing that what he learned in the Marines wasn't useless at all by either surviving or dying to protect others. he could've used his experience to save other players, to be a tragic hero, to believe he finally managed to do something despite his anxiety and fear of death. or he could've survived through the trauma and faced his fears either way.

in conclusion, season 3 is terribly written + i hate the way dae-ho died (along w hyun-ju 'cause what the hell). thx for reading💥

#kang dae ho #dae ho #dae ho squid game #dae ho x reader #dae ho x you #dae ho x y/n #rant post #squid game #squid game season 2 #squid game season three #seong gi hun #kang dae ho x reader #kang dae ho x y/n #squid game season 3 spoilers

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ddarker-dreams · 2 days ago

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How do you think the husband rotation +Honorary member Anaxa fairs in a soulmate AU?

(i went with a yan red string of fate AU 👀...)

anaxa is the most interested in the nuances of the soulmate system itself out of this bunch. how are soulmates assigned? is it based on compatibility, and if so, how is compatibility determined? initially, he's a skeptic. he dislikes the idea of some unknowable, cosmic force influencing his fate. he'd try and fight against it — and you by extension — only to discover the futility of it all. ironically, his insistence that he can 'sever' this incorporeal bond brings you both closer. had this claim came from anyone else, you'd doubt them, but your professor is a renowned genius. if anyone could accomplish such a feat, it'd be him. you trust him wholeheartedly. this trust is why you don't question the increasingly invasive nature of his experiments. by the time you realize he's long abandoned his former cause to detangle your fates, it's too late. he's bound you to him across space and time, weaving a tapestry that will haunt your future incarnations across infinite timelines.

blade feels bad for you. he's certain that all the times you gazed expectantly at your pinky, you never would've imagined a man like himself would be on the other end. the cruel loom of destiny spun your misfortune so that he might have a sliver of happiness. it isn't fair, he thinks, but neither is the hand he's been dealt. that's why for all his pity, he'll never let you go. if anything, it makes his grip tighter. blade's only ever at peace when you're together. his mara falls silent; the ache of immortality eases. you make him feel like living isn't such a curse after all. though he doubts he can inspire similarly warm feelings, he tries his best, to mixed success. of those listed here, he's the easiest to barter with. he has a hard time saying no to you unless it's an outrageous request.

chrollo didn't expect meeting you to have such a profound impact on his life. everything feels more vivid, more meaningful somehow. he sees you in the little details. he always held this sentiment that should he ever fall for another, he'd fall hard, and that's proven true. outwardly, he appears the same as ever, except to those who have known him since childhood. pakunoda in particular notices how you elicit an almost boyish quality in him, like he hadn't been forced to grow up too soon. however, there's no erasing or overwriting the past. he's still the feared leader of the phantom troupe, only now he's gotten a taste of genuine contentment. this makes him dangerous. how could he ever do without you? there's no cost too high, even if it must be paid in blood.

gojo decides he should be the center of your universe and won't settle for anything less. the red string lets him know where you are all the time, he can sense your presence no matter how much space you put between you. he swears he tried to be normal about you, but he'll freely admit that he's a lost cause. he knows you bring out the worst in him but he doesn't bother fighting it. gojo can handle any venom you sling his way — he even welcomes your spite — it's your apathy he doesn't handle well. he should be the one on your mind, troubling your thoughts. anyone else that tries wrestling this spot from him will not fare well. dealing with him is a pain. he has to be the ultimate influence on you or he'll be in a constant state of agitation.

scaramouche is especially terrifying because he thinks you're owed to him. at the same time, he has difficulty grappling with how long it took for you to come along. it's unfair, but he blames you for the centuries of loneliness he experienced, as if you cursed him. when your paths finally cross and you see he's linked to you, you'll wonder if there's been some mistake. he's far from ecstatic. he rebukes you with bitterness you couldn't hope to understand. the space where his heart should be aches. why are you meeting now, when he's jaded and misanthropic? what a cruel joke! after your poor first impression, you assumed he'd want nothing to do with you, but that isn't the case. he has you under constant surveillance. he rereads the reports on your activities until they're burned into his retinas. it's not long until he's running out of ways to convince himself he doesn't like you.

#'honorary member anaxa' is killing me. it's like he's on a trial run #yandere anaxa x reader #anaxa x reader #blade x reader #yandere blade x reader #chrollo x reader #yandere chrollo x reader #scaramouche x reader #yandere scaramouche x reader #anaxa brainrot #blade brainrot #chrollo brainrot #gojo brainrot #scaramouche brainrot #gojo x reader #yandere gojo x reader #my stuff #answered #Anonymous

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reminiscingthesea · 11 hours ago

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What if nerdy reader ended up with Mydei instead of Phainon? (Based off of my nerdy reader x yandere phainon fic, go check it out!!) (Set before part 3 btw)

Ever since that fateful night, you’ve had trouble sleeping, trouble eating, trouble studying, trouble doing anything. You were constantly paranoid, always turning your head to check behind you, to see if there was anyone or anything lurking in the shadows, waiting to lure you close and catch you in their arms of death. Phainon, having saved you that night, was constantly messaging you, texting you, asking how you’d been, showing up at your door with snacks and gifts, offering to walk you to your lectures.. It was nice at first, you could only assume he was simply worried about you.

But overtime, his ‘worries’ became more intense and serious, more forceful, less driven from his heart. It scared you to your core, especially given your more fragile state of mind, but you, being the absolute sweetheart that you were, didn’t utter a word to him about it, simply letting him convey his ‘fears’ for you through his incredibly invasive actions, whilst telling him you only needed some space. However, ‘space’ in this case, meant ghosting him, which yes, would be considered awfully cruel and mean, but else could you do? The guy was texting you after every one of his lectures, showing up at your dorm room door unannounced to do whatever, and somehow always behind you in public campus spaces. It was weird.

Lately though, his behaviour had become too much to bear, as he barged into the library during the middle of an exam study session to loudly ask if you wanted to hang out later today, causing everyone around to be highly disturbed and annoyed, leading to the two of you being kicked out. But before Phainon could utter a word to you outside the library doors, you were already on your way to your dorm, not wanting to be around him anymore for the day. Yes, you felt bad for abandoning Phainon like this, even after he saved you. But you couldn’t shake off the feeling that there was clearly something off about him.

Mydei watched from the corner of the library, face buried in a history book about ancient Kremnoan times, as you and Phainon were both kicked out due to your- or rather, his- disruptive behaviour. You and Mydei hadn’t spoken much since you were last at his dorm room, learning how to bake cupcakes like a pro, and he knew exactly why.

He knew what Phainon was doing, trying to lure you into his arms with his loving, bright, pure gaze, whilst hiding something far darker beneath his charms and articulative way of words. He remembered the day you stayed at his dorm room, the way he felt Phainon’s eyes watching the two of you from the shadows beyond his dorm’s window. Mydei felt a sudden urge to protect you, hold you close and shield you from such cruel, menacing people. But he knew that this wasn’t needed- because he knew Phainon wouldn’t dare touch you or him. He knew how Phainon saw him as a great threat, unable to be eliminated through physical means towards him. He knew how Phainon opted for the saviour route, to make you fall in love with him and have all of your trust in him and him alone.

It wasn’t working, and despite not knowing Phainon all too well, he could tell he was a man who would do whatever it takes to get what he wanted, no matter what.

“..HKS…” He muttered under his breath in a disgusted tone, glowering down at the pages in his book as he thought of how pathetic and manipulative his tactics were. Gently shutting the book and placing it in his bag, he got up from his seat and began walking out, giving a small nod of gratitude to the elderly librarian lady at the counter. He had to tell you about Phainon’s true nature.

And the more he walked, the more he began to understand, the more he began to speculate.

Slamming the door and locking it quickly, you rested your back against it, breathing deeply, cheeks puffing up and lips puckering out stupidly. Phainon was really starting to get on your nerves now. Sure, you were shaken up and scared from being kidnapped, and yeah, he saved your life and all. But something just didn’t seem right. All of it seemed off. Like.. it was a perfectly put-together plan made by him- no. Phainon would never do that, he couldn’t. You curse yourself for ever thinking someone like Phainon would curate such an elaborate plan to get closer to you, someone like you. Your mind must be playing tricks on you, that’s what. Phainon might be invading your personal space and all, but that doesn’t make him a potential threat to your life or anything.

Right?

Suddenly, just as you were about to push yourself off your door, loud, heavy knocking sounded from the other side, sending vibrations through your back and spine. Thinking it was Phainon acting like his lately usual paranoid self, you opened your mouth to speak, about to tell him that you need some serious space, especially after what just happened at the library.

But before you could get any words out your mouth, someone else spoke before you, a voice too rich and thorough to belong to Phainon.

“[Name]. It’s me, Mydeimos. Let me in, it’s urgent.” As if on cue, you heard a soft ping from your phone, and a message from Mydei appearing at the top of your screen, that read- “I’m at your door.”-, as if expecting your hesitance. Immediately, you opened the door and ushered him inside, closing your door again, when you felt his warm palm envelope your wrist tightly, a sense of urgency and worry behind his grip.

“Where’s your room.” He asked nervously, his eyes narrowed and frantic as he scanned your face, waiting for your response.

“W-what?? What do you m-“

With a sudden, harsh yank, he started pacing around your dorm, his grip only growing firmer and tighter as you tried squirming away.

“This room? This one?” He’d ask quickly, passing by your bathroom, washroom, kitchen, until he was met with the faint smell of citrus from the distance. Listening to his senses, he followed the scent like he was on a wild goose chase, dragging you in tow. Once he reached your bedroom, he sat you down on the bed and began rummaging through your wardrobe and almost turning the whole place upside down, as if looking for something.

“What on earth do you think you’re doing, Mydeimos?! Hey- don’t touch that!” Getting off your bed, you tried pulling him back from your desk, which was full of valuable notes and whatnot. He pushed you aside and turned around to look at you, a grave, grim, slightly fearful look on his face.

“I have reason to believe you’re being watched. Through a camera, to be specific. And I have reason to believe that the one watching you, is Phainon.” Without waiting for your reaction or response, he continued search desperately for the hidden camera, now moving towards your bedside table.

Your face paled, mouth agape, lips twitching, eyes widening, trying to take it all in as your felt your heart drop to the acidic depths of your stomach. What? What? What? Phainon.. how? No, this can’t be true. He must be bluffing- has he become paranoid too?! What is wrong with him?! Why would he say that? He knows nothing-

“Mydei-“ You spoke, your voice weak and croaky from your state of shock. “Are you sure? I-I don’t think- no. He can’t be- you have no proof-“ You reached out to him once more, as he was hunched over your bed, looking at your headboard, completely still.

“..M-mydei? Mydeimos? What is it? What-“ It was as if the entire world went still and cold as he turned around, a small, black camera lens in his hand as his face paled, eyes going dull as he looked at you, then the lens, then back at you.

There was just no way. No. No fucking way. Was Phainon- no he wouldn’t. He couldn’t. He was- He’s been watching you for so long- no.. no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, NO! THIS CAN’T BE TRUE.

You felt Mydei’s hands hold you by your shoulders and shake you roughly, trying to expel you from your state of pure stupor and shock, sensing the rush of emotions and thoughts that must be going through your head, by the way your face paled, then darkened, and contorted into one of disturbance and horror.

“[Name]. [Name]. Listen to me. We have to get out of here, now. We’re being watched, he knows you know. We can’t stay here.” Immediately, he threw the lens to the ground, stomping on it with his heavy foot. Not giving you a chance to speak, he rushed to pack whatever valuables he may think you want into your bag, that you still hadn’t taken off until now. Phone, earbuds, charger, wallet, medicine, everything, before grabbing your hand and moving to grab his own things, then rushing to your laundry room window, to check if Phainon was nearby.

“Phainon might be outside your dorm, so we’re leaving through a window. Hold on tight.” Hoisting you up in his arms, with your legs wrapped around his waist, he prepared for the less-than-lengthy jump out your window, when suddenly, banging could be heard from your dorm room’s door. Without a second thought, Mydei jumped, your grip on him tightening as he braced himself for impact on the ground. With a groan, the pain shot up his feet, but he still made an effort to check if you were okay, holding your face and momentarily checking your body for any potential injuries. Setting you down, he grabbed your hand again and started running, fast.

“W-where- where are we going?!” You asked frantically, panting as your legs tried keeping up with his immense speed as they were practically dragged, along with your whole form.

“We’re going to my house. It’s not too far.” He replied, eyes focused ahead of him, occasionally looking back to see if anyone was behind the two of you.

“S-shouldn’t you be going in your car?? It’s dangerous to run the whole way!”

“No. The car park is located too closely to his dorm room, and I know that because I always see that bastard looking at me through his window whenever I get into it. Don’t doubt he’s slashed my tires to stall us.”

His speed quickened as he ran with you through the bustling streets and busy roads. Many gave odd looks, or screamed profanities as they halted their cars to avoid crashing into both of you as you ran. Keeping your head down, you let Mydei lead you to his home as fast as he could.

He had been running for what felt like hours, he felt like hell. But he never gave up. He couldn’t give up. Even when his legs burned, cried for rest, he knew your safety was his top priority. His house, coming into view, elicited a sigh of relief from his mouth, as he turned to face you, who was equally as tired and exhausted as he was.

“We’re almost.. almost here. You held up good.” He exhaled, tire lingering in his voice as he spoke. He slowed down as he made his way to his house, his limbs tightening and throbbing as his pace weakened, legs feeling like jelly. He couldn’t imagine how you must feel, considering you were weaker in appearance compared to him.

Fumbling with his keys as he reached his door, he opened it hurriedly, shoving you inside and locking the door, making sure to check if there was anyone nearby once more. Both of you panted and sighed, breathing heavily to make up for the oxygen debt. Your legs wobbled as they gave out, collapsing under you.

But before you could hit the ground, Mydei wrapped a strong arm around your waist, lifting you up protectively.

“You okay?.. Shit, you must be exhausted.”

“Mydei.. I’m so tired. I’m gonna pass out..” You spoke weakly, clutching onto him with what little strength you had left in you.

“I’ll carry you to my room. Just relax.” He uttered gently into your ear, lulling you into the realm of unconsciousness. The last thing you felt was being bent over his shoulder, legs dangling as he lifted up off your feet and carried you upwards.

When you awoke, you found yourself consumed by warmth and comfort, softness around you. But all of that was cut short, as the waking feeling of pain shooting up your legs shot you up with a gasp. Groaning softly, you lifted your head up from something soft- a pillow- and took in your surroundings, vision blurry, head swimming.

Once you regained your full consciousness, the faint smell of cinnamon invaded your senses, as the sight of a clean, warm looking room filled your mind. Was this Mydei’s room? Looking back behind you, you realised you were in his bed- and your clothes had been replaced with comfier, bigger ones, were they his?

Knock knock.

Carefully opening the door a little, Mydei peeked his head through the crack of the door, before coming in, a bottle of water in his hand.

“Are you okay? Did you rest well?” He asked gently, coming to sit next to you on the bed, placing the water bottle in your hands as he looked at you with concern etched in his features.

“I’m fine.. I’m just really sore and shaken up. I can’t believe Phainon would..” The memories, of finding the camera, the banging on your door, the frantic, desperate running, all came crashing back, as you held your head in your hands, as if the worst headache came upon you.

“I.. can imagine how difficult it must be for you. Someone you’ve trusted so much to be someone you fear.” Mydei’s voice was sympathetic and soft as he spoke, as if not to shock you further.

“It’s just.. all of it makes sense, but doesn’t at the same time. His clingy demeanour, the way he’d act around those who got too close to me, and.. the kidnapping. It feels wrong to think this, but I can’t help but feel as though the kidnapping was.. staged, somehow.”

Mydei’s expression was unreadable as you ranted, yet, you could tell he understood where you were coming from. It did indeed, not make sense. How did Phainon know where you were being held captive? How did Phainon manage to save you in the nick of time? Was he aware of the whole kidnapping? Did he plan the whole thing?

“Part of me, a fleeting, overthinking, paranoid, part of me, thinks that Phainon orchestrated the whole kidnapping thing, as a means to get me to like him. It happened right after we hung out, too… maybe he did this as a means to get me closer to him, to rely on him, to drive me away from others, from you.” Your eyes widened as you came to the revelation, fingers covering your mouth in horror as you pieced the puzzle together. All of it seemed far fetched, yet, they all entwined with each other so perfectly, it made complete sense. His possessive demeanour, his eagerness to stay near you, his clinginess, the little ‘hero’ act he put on when he saved you from captivity. Even the smaller details of that night, such as when the kidnapper stayed completely silent as Phainon finished him, even if his throat was sliced, shouldn’t he have protested or fought back a little? It was as if he was expecting him to come, swoop in and save you.

Bringing you back from your internal turmoil, you felt Mydei’s hand on your back, stroking it lovingly gently, to soothe and lull you from your thoughts.

“There must be a lot going through your head right now. Don’t worry. You’re safe with me, I’ll make sure of it. We’ll.. we’ll stay here for as long as we need to, even if we get in trouble. Going back isn’t safe for us, but most importantly, for you, [Name]. I won’t let that.. monster, that evil, touch you. Okay?” Mydei’s tone was resolute, firm, as he promised to keep you safe. And although you felt alone, you knew that with Mydei around, you were safe.

Safe.

…

Safe?

#honkai star rail #hsr #phainon x reader #mydei x reader #phainon hsr #yandere phainon #hsr mydei #yandere mydei #mydei x you

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diz-eaze · 2 days ago

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online friend kinich

; and how he's closer to you than you thought.

; yandere, modern au, creepnich agenda, invasion of personal space, stalking, kinich is on his freak game, not proofread.

other people fear spiders and the murky depths of the sea. but you fear something else.

you can count the number of friends you have with just one hand, the single digit a direct result from your vehement avoidance of social interactions and fear of the outside. the idea of speaking to another person in public causes your throat to seize, your hands to clam up, and your knees to buckle. being perceived beyond a characterization you deem acceptable is too much for you to bear.

as a child, you were told the dangers of strangers, along with tales your aunt told of kidnappings, murder, and accidents that happen on the road, all of which have kept you awake at night countless times.

but children grow up, they abandon these fears to progress in their life. unfortunately for you, the fear sticks like a second skin, even burrowing beneath the surface and penetrating deep into your soul.

instead, you retreat. you keep yourself locked inside the comfort of your room, too scared to take a single step.

while your education still begrudingly takes place on campus, your already few friends can only access you through discord messages and tiktok streaks since you're gone with the wind as soon as dismissal rings. within the bleak, dark walls of your abode, accompanied by shelves lined up with merchandise of your favorite media, you only feel safe here. in here, there are no white vans or judgmental eyes.

besides, anonymity online allows you to act in a way that your peers would never expect you to be; it allows you to be yourself for other strangers to accept without risking your safety.

really, this is the only world that you need.

today, you fought with one of your friends over your lifelong fears. she had insisted that the solution was for you to go out more, and you blatantly shut all of her ideas down with a repeated anxious shake of your head. she persisted, but you stood your ground, even if your voice was shaky.but you're weak, so it ended with you running out of the classroom in tears. her scathing remark leaves a burning sensation in your throat, trapping the sobs that wish to escape.

she doesn't - couldn't - understand.

it's a mantra that envelops your mind when you harshly shut the door to your room, unalthletic lungs desperately heaving in oxygen to regain your bearings. tears stain your face, but you don't even bother to wipe them off when your legs maneuver you infront of your monitor.

it's practically muscle memory now; you turn on your computer, type in your password, open up discord, and your fingers dance around the keyboard as you type up a message to the only person who can truly understand you.

almightydragonlord1111.

a silly username, one that still manages to invoke a laugh to bubble out your throat even if cracked at the edges. he had explained to you once that he created his account back in middle school, hence the cringe-inducing title.

you never bothered to ask for his real name. he had offered once in the past, but you refused. you like the split between knowing all his vulnerable thoughts, yet not even knowing what his real name is or what he looks like. perhaps it makes it easier for you to hypothetically leave behind this stranger who knows everything about you, should a day like that come.

kal3idoscope: hi, almightydragonlord1111 can i vent for a min? only if ur not busy ofc. sorry lol idk anyone else to approach. haha.

leaning back into the cushion of your gaming chair, you release an exhausted sigh.

a second only passed when his reply came.

almightydragonlord1111: hey, of course it is.

almightydragonlord1111: you can even call me if you want :) i'm here for you, always.

kal3idoscope: i'll stay with venting thru dms haha

kal3idoscope: but thank u, seriously ☹️💘

and you do, you tell him of your deep-rooted frustrations, your fight with your friend, and being torn between staying in the comforts of your room or finally taking that first step to face the world. you tell him of how terrified you are to be viewed through the lenses of another person. you tell him everything, your feelings spilling over each sentence and letter typed.

when you finish sending it all, it takes him a couple of minutes to process the sheer amount of text you've made him read through, and you watch with abated breath, staring at his icon.

almightydragonlord1111: ... wow

almightydragonlord1111: honestly, i can see both sides of the argument

almightydragonlord1111: it's not like you asked to be afraid of these things. i get it. but at the same time, not everyone is out to get you?

almightydragonlord1111: and i don't mean that in a demeaning way, i promise

almightydragonlord1111: still... ultimately, she's right, you know. maybe you don't need to enjoy going outside after just one trip... but just take it step by step, yeah?

you know deep down that your friend was right to an extent, but being told of the reality by someone you deeply trusted stung your heart. you don't even know why you're hurt by it - maybe deep down, you wanted him to agree with you and take your side. but you suck in a deep breath, trying your best to not let your hurt shine through.

kal3idoscope: orfkrerbrnfvmkr

kal3idoscope: AHHHHHHHHHHHH

kal3idoscope: ok ok maybe im a bitttt too paranoid, thats fair 😭😭

kal3idoscope: but idk really know where to start eekkkkkk

almightydragonlord1111: hmm

almightydragonlord1111: maybe somewhere local for now?

almightydragonlord1111: you can even bring a friend with you if you feel too unsafe

kal3idoscope: oh

kal3idoscope: no need :')

kal3idoscope: i dont think i can talk to them rn

kal3idoscope: but yeah! ill try some cafes around my area :D maybe tomorrow or next week idk fkvvmkrni

kal3idoscope: thnx almightydragonlord1111, srsly

almightydragonlord1111: no prob :)

almightydragonlord1111: anyways, you up for valo?

kal3idoscope: always 🤓💯

you push the issue to the back of your mind, for now enjoying your time spent with him.

a week later, as you promised to almightydragonlord1111, you find yourself in a secluded corner of a cafe not far from your house. for once, you're outside for a reason other than school. sinking into the plush cushions, you obsessively eye anyone passing by, checking for any dangerous object they may carry on their person.

you probably look crazy to some of them, and the idea makes you wince.

you force yourself to stop looking like some creep once you realize that there are fewer people inside the cafe than you previously thought. soon, your body begins to relax after your mind has been on overdrive since you entered the establishment.

your order arrives, bid with a wobbly "thank you" from your lips, and you plug your earphones in. several minutes come to pass while you idly mess around on your laptop, trying to see how long you can last out in public.

30 minutes in, a hooded figure opens the glass door to the cafe, causing the chime to ring: a newcomer, it signals to the workers. you hadn't cared, eyes too preoccupied and with the music blasting in your ears as you tried to get used to the new environment.

but then the sound of a metal chair scraping against the floor as it's pulled back is heard through your earphones. you snap your eyes over to check, only to visibly flinch back upon seeing that the hooded figure chose to sit right next to you out of all the other available tables.

your body tenses up once again, spine set in a perfect vertical line as you try to rationalize the situation in your head. you survey the hooded figure from the corner of your eyes, noting the neon highlights in the outfit and that their face can't be seen at all, covered up by a black face mask and sunglasses. still, a silver dangling earring peeks out every now and then from his occasional movements. and his body figure isn't the burly type, though you know better than to underestimate a complete stranger.

who's to say they don't have sharp objects hidden beneath the layers of clothing? you shudder in terror, body unconsciously inching away from them.

unpredictably, they inch closer.

you suck in a sharp breath, extremely alarmed. the hooded figure must have heard it because you hear an amused huff shortly after. it only serves to turn your blood ice-cold.

as if to egg you on, they advance once more, leaving you with no room to exit as you're already pressed up by the corner.

shaking, you now know that you're not being paranoid - this person is really out to get you. your shaking fingers grip onto the cotton material of your graphic t-shirt, already feeling tears welling up in your eyes. you really shouldn't have gone outside today.

they shuffle closer, and you whimper out in trepidity.

on the table, you spy your laptop and phone on standby but too far away for you to grab. if you could, you would've opened up discord and frantically messaged almightydragonlord1111 your local area to call the authorities. sadly, there's no one here to help you.

you close your eyes, begging for an employee to glance over the corner of the cafe and see that you're in clear distress. but zero prayers are answered as their body soon comes into contact with yours.

they chuckle, a boyish tone that leads you to believe that this person is a man. he breathes down on your neck, chest heaving in a repeated up and down motion. the hot air of his breath hits your nape, and you shudder in disgust.

the world feels as if it's closing in, limiting the space until it can only hold you and this terrifying stranger. every second that ticks by only adds to your increasing anxiety, furthering your fear of the outside world once this situation comes to pass.

you should tell him to stop - to leave you alone. you should be angry, snarling out profanities and berating this guy for having the audacity to even come close to you.

but all that trickles out of your lips is a whisper, a plea: "please... leave me alone. please."

the hooded figure pauses, and you feel his stare bore into you, piercing through your clothes in order to truly peer in. a few deafening seconds cruise through, and a bead of sweat rolls down your temple.

finally, his body departs from yours, allowing you to finally exhale in relief. you watch with rapt attention as he languidly stands up, stretching his limbs and his silver earring even glinting against the overhead light. soon, he walks out of the cafe, leaving your heart wrapped in dread, not even ordering once.

your hands quickly grab hold of your phone and laptop, frantically shoving everything into your bag as you hastily exit the cafe with shaky knees. you hail a taxi, wanting to be in the comfort of your house as soon as possible.

once inside your abode, you bolt straight for your room, ignoring the inquiries of your older sibling. you shut the door with a loud bang, locking it for safe measure. you feel your legs give up on you, and you fall to the floor in a graceless manner. you try to inhale as much oxygen as your lungs would allow.

breathe in, breathe out. breathe in, breathe out.

the sound of your notifications going off breaks through your spiraling mental health.

you move to sit up. fishing for your phone, your quivering breath turns labored when you see the message isn't coming from any of your social media, but from your phone's text messages itself.

someone found your phone number.

unknown number: it was nice to finally see you in person :) my real name is kinich, by the way.

unknown number: i hope we can share a conversation face-to-face next time.

unknown number: i'm glad you didn't bring a friend with you, it was just the two of us :)

you were right.

there really is something to fear about the world beyond your room.

#another kinich drabble when i was supposed to do ifa.... sowrry </3 #outro's interlude <3 #tw yandere #tw stalking #yandere genshin impact #yandere #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #yandere genshin #genshin impact #yandere x reader #male yandere #yandere kinich #kinich #kinich x reader

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81astriss · 18 hours ago

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just let me be close to you | alex albon (2)

singer!reader x alex albon

fc: lyn lapid, lily muni he, others on pinterest

when the internet notices some similarities between you and alex, they decide to take matters into their own hands and pull a nassie ;)

a/n: part 2 !!! i really enjoyed making part 1 so i made this almost immediately after posting the first one hehehehehehe HOPE U ENJOYY 🫶

playlist | part 1

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now playing: Buttons - Lyn Lapid

alex_albon song so good i had to buy you dinner _ynln 🔥🔥

liked by lando, charles_leclerc, _ynln, and others

↳ _ynln i was peer pressured into this

alex_albon but you had fun, right? _ynln yeah...!!! 😬😬 _ynln KIDDING it was nice we actually have a lot more in common than i thought

↳ lando is this what i think it is

↳ charles_leclerc wow mate i was not familiar with your game

↳ user1 MISSION SUCCESS????????

↳ user2 THIS COUNTS AS A DATE RIGHT

↳ georgerussell63 Damn, someone stole my bitch 💔

_ynln im returning him georgerussell63 No you can keep him 😄

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↳ alex_albon why are all your pics of me eating

tagged: alex_albon

now playing: BMF - SZA

_ynln thank you all so much for the love on "Buttons" !!! ❤️ i appreciate each and every single one of you (special thanks to alex for paying for dinner heh)

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_ynln cause you ATE 🔥🔥🙏😈 alex_albon are you calling me a big back _ynln you ask so many questions

↳ user1 young and fine and dark and handsome

↳ lewishamilton Cute dog. What's his name?

_ynln ...nico user2 nico rosberg still haunting lewis' narrative i see 😭

_ynln i have w rizz

↳ laufey i take it you've figured out how to talk to him?

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↳ user3 bmf by sza? y/n you aint slick

↳ tatemcrae we're almost there lando

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↳ alex_albon i see you had fun with carlos

tagged: carlossainz55, alex_albon, williamsracing

_ynln IMOLA !!!!!!!!!!!!!! thank you sososososo much for inviting me alex_albon congrats on P5

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_ynln YUPPP it was so nice to see my fav driver again !! and you ig. alex_albon "i feel like you're just here for the zipline" 😐 carlossainz55 Don't be jealous, alex

↳ user1 i fear this is the closest we'll ever get to a tour 🥀

user2 "y/n is gonna tour soon!" i say as they drag me into a white padded room

↳ scuderiaferrari bro

user3 first carlos and now y/n HASJDKAJHKJWHS

↳ user4 ferrari should hire y/n as their strategist if they want her support back LMAO

user5 what would she do 😭 charles_leclerc anything is better than what we have rn. _ynln we have a job offer for you liked by lewishamilton

↳ lando always great seeing you in the paddock

_ynln im still genuinely scared of you but nice seeing you too oscarpiastri it's okay you get used to him

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tagged: alex_albon, tatemcrae, laufey, radvxz

_ynln MAYhem

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↳ user1 look who made it in the may dump!

↳ laufey i live for your inconsistent monthly dumps

liked by _ynln

↳ user2 just say y'all are tgt atp no need to hide it

user23 bro i wish

↳ tatemcrae THANK YOU FOR COMING TO MY TOURRRR

_ynln you were AMAZING babe

↳ alex_albon where the FUCK did you get that last pic

_ynln secret ( georgerussell63 )

↳ user3 who are you and what have you done to y/n where is the red

user4 the only red we got is a SHOE.

↳ user5 nico is adorable!!!

_ynln he has an ig now 😈 _nicoln alex influenced me to make one

↳ albon_pets alex_albon will nico be joining our family?

alex_albon george i swear _nicoln alex_albon do you not accept me 👹👹

↳ lando alex where's your may dump

alex_albon mate i don't do dumps

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↳ lando I DONT DO DUMPS MY ASS

now playing: Risk - Gracie Abrams

alex_albon MAY i be yours

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↳ _ynln thanks for the support on buttons! the 19 kids in my basement are eating well

alex_albon how'd it go from 17 kids to 19 _ynln don't worry about it 😊

↳ user1 RISK BY GRACIE?

user2 "i think that it's sweet, yeah, i think that you're sweet" user3 hes DOWN BAD

↳ user4 y/n is a huge gracie fan mate you ain't slick

↳ user5 the day they actually reveal they're together is the day i can pass away peacefully

↳ user6 answering on behalf of y/n, yes i will be yours ❤️

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The time was 2:53am. Alex was exhausted from training and yet, here he is just laying in bed staring into the void, with nothing on his mind. Actually no scratch that, he had one thing on his mind. You.

Until few months ago you were just some random girl who happened to be a singer until you both posted something with similar captions. Sure, the internet tried to force your interactions but something about you two just felt... natural.

He couldn't stop thinking about all the times you hung out. About how whenever it was time to say goodbye, he would try to drag it out as long as he could, just so you'd stay a little longer. There were also the times you hugged just a little longer than normal, the times you touched when there was no need to and the way the sparks lingered on his skin whenever you'd let go. It consumed him and it was getting harder and harder to hide it.

He reached for his phone, hesitated for a bit, then opened your contact.

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📌 ↳ _ynln 🙌🙌

tagged: _ynln

now playing: From The Start - Laufey

alex_albon what's cookin good lookin

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↳ tatemcrae our job here is done

↳ lando ABOUT DAMN TIME

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lando pleasure working with you

↳ user1 MISSION SUCCESS

↳ user2 yall can have nassie i'll have alexyn

↳ georgerussell63 FUCKING FINALLY

↳ user3 MAMA Y PAPAAAAAA

↳ albon_pets welcome to the fam _nicoln

_nicoln thanks 👍

↳ user4 the cheer i just cheered

↳ carlossainz55 have i been demoted as favorite driver

_ynln ofc not. never let your boyfriend stop you from finding your husband alex_albon ??????

↳ laufey thats my bff!!!! and you're there too ig

alex_albon omg laufey noticed laufey how can i not? she yaps about you nonstop alex_albon is that so _ynln SHUSH

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↳ n1ckwilkins nice job man

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📌 ↳ alex_albon lebron lebron lebron james

tagged: alex_albon

now playing: Ever Seen - beabadoobee

_ynln i used to have hoop dreams until i found out there were other ways to score 😈🙏🔥🏀⛹️🔥🔥

liked by alex_albon, tatemcrae, lando, and others

↳ tatemcrae so sweet i got diabetes

↳ user1 caption is so unserious

↳ lando looking forward to seeing you in the paddock more often

_ynln looking forward to terrorizing ferrari's strategists so i can go back to supporting that team user2 THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE charles_leclerc job position is still open btw liked by lewishamilton

↳ user3 OUR POSTER BOY

_ynln omg goddamnit i should've used that song instead

↳ radvxz hard launching to my song i see

laufey its the least she can do to pay us back for all the times she yapped abt him nonstop liked by alex_albon and others _ynln STOP EXPOSING ME

↳ user4 he has the prettiest eyes she's ever seen 🥹🥹🥹

↳ user5 THE CUTEST :(

↳ _nicoln i'm no longer fatherless lets gooooo

↳ user6 we will miss your red era 💔

_ynln me too 😞 this is what i get for letting a man infect my color scheme

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↳ cassiesbookss still not on this side of the internet but i'm so glad this worked out for you !! 🫶

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↳ tatemcrae we thank you for your service

tagged: _ynln, alex_albon

now playing: poster boy - Lyn Lapid

sei4strii so glad y'all saw my vision 😋😋

liked by tatemcrae, lando, and others

↳ lando couldn't have done it without you

↳ user1 the internet has done it again 🙌

↳ user2 can't wait for our next project

↳ user3 thank you tate, lando, and sei4strii we all say in unison

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sorry if the ending was a bit underwhelming :( i didn't know how to end it actually xd regardless, i hope you liked reading as much as i had fun writing it !! please lmk how i can improve my future smaus, fanfics, and others thank youuu <3

♡ xine

#f1 x reader #f1 #formula 1 #formula one #smau #f1 smau #alex albon #alexander albon #alex albon x reader #aa23 #aa23 x reader #fem!reader #lando norris #george russell #tate mcrae #carlos sainz #lyn lapid

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bluewxrld07 · 2 days ago

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We Can't Be Friends - Insta AU (2)

Charles Leclerc X ex!Reader

Summary: The iconic couple, Y/N L/N and Charles Leclerc, break up after five years of being together. Y/N releases a new song soon after the tabloids have released the information of their breakup, causing lots of controversy about where they both stand post their calling quits.

Warning(s): angst, hinting at heartbreak (Ariana Grande as our face claim)

ynln just posted some photos!

Location : Paris, France

liked by yourbff, lando, carlossainz, madisonbeer, halsey, charlesleclerc and 32m others

ynln : Fashion Weeeeeek in Paris :) Also got to sing some new music coming soon too 👀🤗

More to come 🫶🏼

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user Mother is slaying the game with these fits I fear

user She's literally so cute! 🥹🥹

user She looks so happy awww

yourbff Idk which song I'm ready for😩😮‍💨🙃

user HOW MANY ARE WE GETTING??!

yourbff uhhhh😬

ynln 🤪🤪

user Y'all did anyone else see that Charles is ALSO in Paris???

user He's there with Georgio Armani I'm pretty sure

lando Great, now come visit Monaco😢

ynln omw

lando REALLY😋😋

ynln no 🩵

maxfewtrell Mate, I'm hurting FOR u

user Ok but possible reunion between her and Charles? Especially if she is performing for Fashion week??? ANYONE??😰😰

fanuser just posted a photo!

liked by user2, user7, user1 and 1.593 others

fanuser : Y'all, I just met Charles Leclerc?? He's here for Paris Fashion Week???! Are we gonna get a Charyn reunion????? 👀🤩

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user I TOLD YOU ALL

user Guys chiiillll who knows if he and Y/N have even seen one another?

user They defs have, he was there when she performed at the pre-show gala 🙂

user WHAT

user I haven't heard much, but yeah he was there 😮‍💨😮‍💨

ynln just posted a photo!

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ynln : Paris, thanks for having me; Dandelion out now🩵🥹

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user I'M SCREAMING WITHOUT THE S

user "Plant this seed' ?!!?!?!?! MISS Y/N WHAT🧐🧐😟

user Oh y'all she is COOKING I cannot wait

yourbff I can be anything you'd like?? Please??😔

ynln ughhh. I suppose😏🥰

lando Idk if I should be scarred mentally or excited for the rest of the new music coming after this release🤧

ynln Weren't you literally just singing it in the car???

lando WHO TOLD YOU

ynln maxfewtrell has entered the chat

maxfewtrell oops😋

lando You absolute muppet

ynln It's ok I know you'll never admit you're obsessed🤗🙂‍↔️

lando Sure sure

user Y'all I love this trio so much lmfao

user Why don't her and lando just date

charlesleclerc no

yourbff She's out of his league lets be real😮‍💨

lando WOW OUCH OK ENOUGH

ynln hahahaha

charlesleclerc just posted some photos!

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charlesleclerc : Had some fun during Paris Fashion Week, thanks for the invite georgioarmani

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user FOAMING at the mouth 😩🤩

user Y'all why has this post been frozen on my screen for eight hours

user SO GOOD HE LOOKS SO GOOD

carlossainz My oh my what have we here👀😋

charlesleclerc all for you 😘

lando ayo??? 😔

user I think this is all for someone whose name is ynln

user You might be onto something there

user Y'all there's pap photos of him and Y/N together on his boat??? HELP? SEND HELP??!

ynln just posted some photos!

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ynln : Now I just can't go where you don't go

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user Y'ALL THAT'S LITERALLY THE SWEATER CHARLES WAS WEARING A COUPLE DAYS AGO

user Omfg they're together y'all DON'T PANIC

user IT'S TIME I'M NOT READY

user WHAT IF THE CAPTION IS ABOUT HIM???! I CAN'T

user Wellll most of her new album I think will be about him lol, there are soooo many signs

yourbff Glowing 💕

ynln Been a while🤗

user OH IT'S SO CONFIRMED GUYS

lando Y'all it's me actually, I'm the one she's talking about 😚😙😝

maxfewtrell You wish you knob

lando LEMME DREAM OK

ynln Let the poor man dream Max🤧🤧

lando YEAH- wait....🙂

maxfewtrell I'm gonna pissa myself from laughing 😭🤣🤣🤣

ynln just posted some photos!

liked by eltonjohn, yourbff, charlesleclerc, kellypiquet, mileycyrus, and 42m others

ynln : She's out and I'm crying! 🥹🩵🩵😭

Eternal Sunshine is not only one of my top favorite albums, but the most personal one I've made. The one, mon chérie, who inspired most of the music will always be someone I hold dear to my heart.❤️ Many tears were shed while making this, but I wanted you all to feel closer to me in a way I cannot explain. Only sing. I hope you all enjoy it.

I love you 😘

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user WAIT I'M NOT READY 🤧

user AGH THE TEARS 😢😢😢😢

user Oh she absolutely cooked with this I will be ugly crying and staying locked away for the time being 🙂‍↔️

yourbff Such a great album, I can't wait for the world to heal with you😭💕💕

ynln 🥹🤧

user Omfg guys most of these songs have me in an absolute chokehold

charlesleclerc So proud of your accomplishments, cherie. Hard work paid off 🩵

*liked by ynln*

user AYO CHARLES WHAT'RE YOU DOING HERE

user STOP YALL I CAN'T

user Between this album, the possibility of them seeing each other again, and how happy she looks I can't fathom the way my chest cannot take this

#charles leclerc insta au #charles leclerc angst #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc fanfic #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc #cl16 x reader #cl16

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calebsdog · 3 days ago

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You were born into a ruined world. A ruined world populated with greedy, heartless rats. Caleb hates the slimy men who tortured him and A-01 more than anything else.

But if there was one thing Caleb would give those bastards credit for— it was giving him a chance to meet you. His beautiful angel of death. In the lab, you were nothing more than a tool, another weapon crafted by the government for their own gain. To them, you were a machine.

To Caleb? You were his one and only. He knew that since he was a boy. And that feeling has not changed as he's grown. If anything, his love for his angel of death has only gotten stronger.

Your world was filled with bloodshed. Sent to battlefield after battlefield, spilling the blood of countless men. You deserve happiness more than anyone else on this broken planet. Yet you have suffered more than a weaker being could survive.

"Meimei..." Caleb wanted to be the one to give you the happiness you deserve. He wants his meimei to eat all the yummy food she can stuff into her cheeks, play in amusement parks like a little girl, until she tired herself out and fall asleep in fluffy grass.

"If you start to get scared, just tell me." Caleb would never, ever hurt you. He would sooner tear himself apart limb by limb then be the cause of your fear. He can give you all the pleasure you deserve. But he has to know you wants it.

"It's meant to feel good. You have to keep talking to me. Don't go quiet, okay? I'll take this as slow as you need."

"..." Your head rests on Caleb's shoulder. You nuzzle your face, hiding in the crook of his neck. Your lungs expand and contract together, hearts beating in sync in your chests. You and Caleb were just extensions of each other. A single soul, separated into different bodies.

"I'm not scared of you," you mumble into his throat. Your eyes were calmly shut, leaning your weight against his sturdy body. Being held in his arms like this makes you sleepy.

Caleb has never given you a reason to be afraid of him. If he wants to introduce you to something new, something he says will make you happy, why would you refuse him. Besides, he'll stop the moment you frown. He is more intune with your emotions than you are.

"Thank you." It was the greatest gift you could give him. More than he had ever dared to ask for before. But you're giving it to him freely.

Pressing a kiss to your temple, Caleb guides you to lay on your back with upmost gratitude. Before you can even touch the ground, Caleb engulfs both of your hands in his. You will be cherished. He'll make sure of it.

"I'll take care of you. Like always. All you have to do is be a good girl and relax for me, okay?"

#love and deepspace #caleb love and deepspace #lads caleb #love and deepspace caleb #caleb x reader #caleb x mc #lnds x reader #love and deepspace x reader #caleb x you #caleb x y/n #lnds caleb x reader #caleb xia x reader #lnds caleb #caleb #lnds #caleb xia #caleb thoughts

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xandriiaa · 3 days ago

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YANDERE MALE LEAD X TRANSMIGRATED VILLAIN READER

☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★𖤐⭒๋࣭☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★𖤐⭒๋࣭

𓂃 ࣪˖ ཐིཋྀ𓂃 ࣪˖ ཐིཋྀ𓇢𓆸

||Male reader only.

||The first POV is from YOU.

||The second POV is from HIM.

||The last part is his POV inside the novel.

☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★𖤐⭒๋࣭☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★𖤐⭒๋࣭

. . .

It's already been 1 week since you transmigrated to the novel you once read, just because you always came across the edits about it that made you curious.

And it's not even that good; it's so cliché that you already know what's going to happen the moment you read the first half of the first chapter!

𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺. You thought

You even used the money you saved up just to buy it, only to get a trash novel.

It's about a crown prince who fell in love with the captive of the rival empire, the lowly Tenth Prince.

And you? You've become the villain that always tries to ruin their relationship as best he can, even to the point that the villain can abandon everything that he worked hard on just because he loves the main character.

So dumb, right?!

So you always tried your best to avoid the main character as well as its freaking harem containing eight individuals.

A freaking eight individuals! You can't even be friends with two or three because you don't want a mess.

It's hard to be friends with lots of people, you know?!

But.... Why is it that the male lead always clings to you now, to the point of him spending every second of the day with you?

Every. Single. Second.

It all started in your first month in this novel.

"𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧... 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚? 𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚?" one of the courtesans said, caressing your shoulder and clinging to you like a dog in heat.

You didn't really come here for that; you just came here for a drink and talents.

You drank your wine while looking at the three women flexing their talent.

Then you suddenly felt your body heat up.

Fuck. Not again.

"Hehe, master...? Is something wrong? Do you need me~?" The woman by your side came closer to you again, but you just looked at her coldly, making her shiver on the spot.

"𝙎𝘾𝙍𝘼𝙈"

They immediately left, fearing for their lives.

You got up trying to leave this place.

But then you suddenly slip, causing you to fall, but before you could even fall, a gentle and slender body supported you from falling.

"𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙨..." you said before getting out of his arms.

However, looking at the person in front of you, it seems that the heat on your body became even worse.

That eye is so beautiful you can even feel some stars blinking at you right now; it feels magical... And those lips so plump make you want to take a bite of them.

And not only those... That skin was so smooth and so fair it felt as if an angel itself had descended from heaven.

You suddenly felt something snap inside you.

You push him hard against the floor, not wanting to waste a minute to eat him up right away.

You know it's wrong, but you can't stop. You eat him from every corner of his body, not wanting to waste anything and leave a corner without your mark on it.

You woke up groggily from the sleep, feeling fresh from inside and out.

Then suddenly someone grabs your shoulder as you hear a faint sound of crying.

You sat up looking at the pitiful man in front of you; he's just as magical looking as you remember him to be.

"𝙃𝙞𝙘... 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩... 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙙𝙫𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙚," he said, crying while trying to hide his face from you while still holding on to you.

"𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮, 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮."

"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡? 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙣... 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙢𝙚? "He said, finally letting go of his face and looking straight at you.

"𝙃𝙢... 𝘾𝙖𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩?"

"𝙄'𝙢 𝙈𝙖𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙡 𝘿𝙚 𝙎𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙡," he said, slowly looking at you deeply.

He sounds so careful and slightly calm.

But you freaking can't!! 𝘕𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘺... 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵...?

"𝙔𝙤𝙪... 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘾𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙋𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚... 𝙍𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩?" You sound so careful, hoping, hoping that he will say no!

"𝙔𝙚𝙖𝙝, 𝙄 𝙖𝙢..." The moment he said that, you almost blacked out from the shock.

𝘞𝘩𝘺... 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥?!

You've never seen him before because, apart from avoiding him, you didn't, because he's such a pain.

You didn't want to be tied down with both the protagonist and the other dogs because you know all they can bring is trouble.

While you are still out of focus, coursing every word in the entire universe.

Macriel's eyes darken for a moment before turning back to normal again.

"𝙔𝙤𝙪... 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙢𝙚?" he said softly and quietly.

"𝘼𝙝 𝙣𝙤... 𝙐𝙝..." 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵... Think fast! "𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙚! 𝙃𝙖𝙝𝙖 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙝, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙬... 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙩'𝙨 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙣?"

"𝙇𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧...? 𝙒𝙝𝙮"

"𝘾-𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙣, 𝙨𝙤 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙩'𝙨 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩... 𝘼𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧?"

𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘩𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨… 𝘙𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵?

You thought he wouldn't agree, as he is known to be quite stubborn in the novel.

Surprisingly, he agreed.

After that, you two don't cross paths anymore, surprisingly.

After two years of war, the empire won, just like what it said in the novel.

But you didn't expect it to be this fast; maybe it's because the main protagonist's empire is much smaller than the empire itself.

Unsurprisingly, their empire gave the tenth prince in the name of 'alliance.'

After that, things went super smoothly, and things went on as the script on this world.

You thought it was going to be hard since you unexpectedly spent the night with the male lead, but gladly it wasn't.

Things went smoothly in your life, well... Until it's not.

"𝘼 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙖𝙡?! 𝙁𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚?!" You shouted before suddenly standing up.

The noise of the teacup breaking from falling can be heard.

"𝙎𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚. 𝙃𝙖... 𝙉𝙤 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙙𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙩. 𝙄 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙩," your father said, one of the most powerful generals of the empire.

You can only sit down again to calm yourselfdown while massaging your temple.

You thought it was going according to the plot.

No, you're sure it's going according to the plot... So what's happening now?

"𝙄... 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚..."

"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤," your father said after his attendant left.

"𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚, 𝙜𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙞𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮."

You walked towards the garden while your head was a mess.

While... He is just sitting calmly at the moment.

Looking at you smiling like an Innocent child, full of warmth.

"𝙄 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘾𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙋𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚," you said before bowing down.

"𝙉𝙤 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩, 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙨𝙤 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙡, 𝙬𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙬𝙖𝙮," he said, smiling sweetly at you.

"𝙐𝙝... 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩... 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨... 𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙩'𝙨 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙜𝙚... 𝙒𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙨𝙤 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙚𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚, 𝙞𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚? 𝙎𝙤 𝙪𝙝-" but before you could finish, he stopped you from saying anything.

"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮?" He said calmly.

"𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩—" then, a lot of soldiers appear out of thin air, dressed in black and pointing their swords at you. "𝙏-𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨..."

"𝙃𝙢, 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙧... 𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣."

"𝙏-𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣?! 𝙄𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'—"

"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙞𝙙. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙧𝙪𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩, 𝙨𝙤 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙘𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙮." He smiled, but there is no hint of warmth in it. Only intense coldness.

𝘎𝘶𝘭𝘱.

You can only agree in that time, and the moment you agree, it's as if that cold smile just now didn't exist, as it's immediately replaced with lots of warmth.

So now, 6 years later, you're still together.

There he is caressing your shoulder while sitting warmly on your lap.

"𝙈𝙝𝙢... 𝙆𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙢𝙚," he said while you fed him some strawberries, before quickly doing what he asked for.

𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺... 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴?! 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳, 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘪𝘳!!

. . .

I've been looking at him, spying on him, tracing every movement he'll make.

Like a snake ready to attack any moment.

𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥.

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦.

𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘴 𝘐 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬.

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘴 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯.

𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮.

𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘪𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦.

𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 '𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬'

That's all I could think of at that time.

But I didn't really expect 'him' to be back.

my lover.

. . .

"𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙗𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙪𝙡. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙪𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙢𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩. 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙬𝙞𝙙𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙚𝙩." I chuckled, putting a coat around him before sitting beside him, looking at the tree we both love.

Camellia.

The tree that witnesses how our relationship blooms and turns into something beautiful.

Just like how it looks during the winter.

"𝙊𝙛 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚, 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙪𝙡. 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙡𝙡," he said, chuckling before putting me into his lap, hugging me from behind.

Until it all comes to ruin.

He's back. I'm so happy he's back.

The two years without him are like decades.

But... He's no longer the same.

He won't look at me the same anymore.

Like I'm just a stranger.

And that look of love, that's supposed to be mine has been stolen by that captive!

So I did everything to have him again.

But nothing happened.

So I stole him, that person he adores.

And that dumb prince falls in love with me.

We got married. And he looks so happy; he didn't even know he spent that night with a homeless person.

He didn't even know I ruined everything dear to him, even his reputation.

It's supposed to crumble at that moment; he's supposed to die.

But he, my lover.

He gave everything and ruined everything he worked hard for, that man, just to save him.

He declared a war against the empire, against me.

He stands there, below the tree. Our Camellia.

Looking cold, blood splattered at his body and above all.

He's looking at me like he is ready to kill me at any moment.

How laughable.

"𝙍𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧...? 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙭𝙞𝙨𝙩. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙖 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚; 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝘾𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙚 𝙈𝙮𝙧𝙩𝙡𝙚.

𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙚'𝙙. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 '𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝘿𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙩 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙙𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧."

I said, looking so calm. His sword was pointing at my neck.

But I don't really care; if dying by his hands is my fate, then it's the sweetest death I can ever have.

"𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙄 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙪𝙥."

I said, laughing, but all I can feel is the sting I felt in my heart.

It's so bitter.

I closed my eyes, tears and blood dropping down the white snow.

"𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩, 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙚?! 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚, 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚?! 𝙃𝙖! 𝙏𝙤𝙤 𝙗𝙖𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨."

I immediately opened my eyes.

My pupils constricted.

"𝙔𝙤𝙪... 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧...? 𝘼𝙢 𝙄 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪?" I said laughing bitterly.

That's the moment that meant so much to me, but he just forgot just like that.

"𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙛 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚? 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙟𝙤𝙠𝙚. 𝙀𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙩. 𝙉𝙤𝙬... 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙚!"

He said as he stabbed my heart.

But at that moment, I can't feel anything but relief.

So... He wasn't 'him.'

I knew it. I always have a hatch... I know he can't hurt me like this.

I raised my hands.

And soon, thousands of arrows fly in our direction.

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revelboo · 2 days ago

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Not necessarily a prompt, but a funny thing to consider for later in your tfa series. (long ask ahead)

Sentinel feels like the last bastion of sanity as he witnesses this plague of madness and degeneracy sweep through all these Autobots who've touched down on this rotten organic mudball. Watching them become infatuated with these tiny monoform organics who look uncannily like Cybertronians but wrong. Optimus, the slagger, and his entire team have not only fallen for these fleshbags but produced viable hybrid sparklings with them. Worse, he's heard word that Agent Blurr has a human of his own that he's bonded to, and a whisper that they're sparked.

Worse still is that his own Elite Guard are being distracted by these humans, trying to befriend them like they're scouting out potential mates for themselves and Sentinel Prime has to put his ped down before this gets out of hand. Too late, though, the Jettwins have snatched up and are sharing a human who adores them both and Jazz found himself a human who's distracting him from his duties by getting him into their nasty Earth music. To top off the nightmare, he's heard that the Magnus himself is planning a visit to Earth to see about these newsparks and congratulate Optimus on maybe having found a way to save their dying people.

Now he's facing down these Decepti-trash who are increasingly causing trouble in detroit because they're gathering supplies for some nefarious--THEY HAVE HUMANS TOO?? WHAT IS GOING ON? Okay, now he's thinking that these humans have some kind of weird sex pheromone thing going on because nothing else can explain Megatron having a human mate. But he's facing them down in combat in the streets of Detroit, and one of the Cons tries crushing him under the weight of a cement-mixer. He protects himself with his shield but is knocked to his knee and as the dust settles around him, he looks down to a spot of color on the ground and sees a human, dusty and scared but looking up at him with wonder in their bright little eyes.

"You... saved me..." the little fleshbag speak up to him, awe-struck and adoring and that look and that tone are everything Sentinel has ever wanted directed at him and not a single nano-klik in his entire life has been as viscerally terrifying as now, seeing and hearing it coming from a human. Because this is how it starts.

🤣 the xenophilia got him, but the xenophobia is fighting it.

I don’t know exactly what happened, but I suddenly have requests for the TFA elite guard right now…

C’est La Vie

TFA Sentinel x Reader

• “Push forward,” Ultra Magnus roars, but Sentinel can’t find him in the chaos of the battlefield. Can’t seem to pull in enough air through his vents to cool himself either, feeling his spark thrumming frantically as a massive Decepticon stumbles back from out of nowhere, crashing down through a building. And he’s frozen, staring, dimly aware of Magnus yelling at him to get up there. He’s not supposed to die here, he’s supposed to climb the ranks, achieve glory and fame. Be loved and respected.

• Caught in the mayhem, you’d taken refuge in the lobby of a hotel, too terrified to evacuate. You’re so small, they won’t notice you. Tell yourself you’re not worth their bother, but as one of the monsters crashes into the building, you’re driven out into the street when the wall and part of the ceiling cave in nearly on top of you. And there’s another one, blue, orange, and shiny as he bares his denta defiantly, facing the Decepticon down with fear. Heroic as he stands defiant.

• Oh, frag this. Frozen as the Decepticon shoves upright and spots him and grins, Sentinel stumbles back. Because the Academy hadn’t taught him how to deal with actual Decepticons that are three times heavier, much bigger than he is. And this isn’t any Decepticon. Servos trembling as Megatron lazily lifts his arm, cannon humming and Sentinel slams his shield down in front of him, crouching behind it. But the blow is only glancing as Magnus and Optimus come from out of nowhere, both attacking Megatron, driving the Decepticon back. That should be him. His victory. But he can’t move. He’s terrified as Optimus steals his glory.

• On your knees, hands over your ears as they ring, you stare up at your massive savior crouching over you. He’d not hesitated, had taken a step forward and slammed his shield down just on the other side of you. Protecting you. And his helm bumps his shield as his blue optics find you and stare. “You… saved me,” you whisper, voice ragged with smoke, fear, and awe.

• Staring down at the little, squishy organic gawking up at him, he wonders where the Pit you came from. Didn’t even know you were there. ‘Thank you, so much. You’re amazing,’ you babble as his lip curls in disgust. Even if it does feel good to be validated. To have someone appreciate him. Hears Magnus roaring at him to get his head in the fight. But you, you look almost worshipful as you stare up at him. And he likes it. Even if you are a disgusting little flesh bag. ‘A hero,’ you add. He is, isn’t he. “Stay close if you want to survive,” he growls, straightening. Because someone’s finally appreciating him like he deserves.

#transformers x reader #sentinel prime x reader #tfa sentinel prime

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peanutpinet · 12 hours ago

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Hello again,

I have come up with another idea. Can we do a Sylus x reader where the reader gets injured protecting him when a meeting in his office goes wrong. And like she gets shot. She lives, but could we see how sylus would react and what he would do to the ppl in the meeting👀

Thanks

Pain - Sylus x MC Reader

Another request: I have come up with another idea. Can we do a Sylus x reader where the reader gets injured protecting him when a meeting in his office goes wrong. And like she gets shot. She lives, but could we see how sylus would react and what he would do to the ppl in the meeting👀

A/N: Hi so um it's been 2 months since I last posted. Apologies for that but life has been a bit much and since I didn't get Sylus' birthday card, I was a bit sad and didn't feel like writing but I've been trying.

Also, I had another request to have MC gets ambushed in their home and Sylus comes to rescue her so I thought that I’d combine these two requests together. Apologies but this might be a short one :')

I hope that everyone has been well and hopefully you enjoy reading this fic <3

Warnings: ambushed, injured reader (aka you), a little angsty (well sad), Sylus loving you because you're the only person he cares about (also the twins and mephie).

Dislcaimer: This work is completely fiction. I do not own the images nor the characters or you (the MC). All images were taken from Pinterest.

It all happened too quick. One minute you were just sitting around, waiting for Sylus to be done with his meeting and the next thing you knew, the lights were off, there was gun fire all around, and smoke was covering the penthouse.

Had you not been a hunter, you would’ve panicked in an instant which would cause you to cough your lungs out. You quickly covered your nose and mouth, preparing your gun that you always bring around ever since you were a hunter and calmed yourself for what’s to come.

You were skilled, yes, but even you had your limits. It was just too much. Adding an explosion of some kind of gas that not only limited your eyesight but also your breathing. But you couldn’t give up now, you had to keep going. Just long enough until you find Sylus or the twins.

You tried your best to get around his penthouse and find him, but you were ambushed, the assailant nearly taking you down, had your instincts not kicked in quicker. You heard them talk, along the lines of “We need her alive. She’s the only thing that could tame that monster.”

“No” you thought to yourself. Getting hurt was one thing, but being used to hurt Sylus, you won’t allow it. Luckily enough, you managed to break free from the assailant and fought back. In the middle of the fight, you were not only outnumbered but also taken by surprise.

Mid-fight, several gunshots were fired, but ultimately, the fight broke off as the entire scene was covered in black and red mist that swirled around the assailant’s body, wrapping around them like a snake as they were being lifted.

On the contrary, your body, knowing who had arrived, felt that it didn’t need to keep up with everything and slowly, your body was shutting down to rest after holding up for so long. While you could hear the assailants being muffled as the black and red swirls tighten their grip on them, the swirls instead held your body with tenderness that followed with a warm arm that replaced the swirls.

“Sweetie…” you didn’t need to open your eyes fully to know who it was that held you. The man who was feared by many, the man who people saw only do destruction, held you as if you were the most priceless thing in this world. The one thing, person, that he would fear for.

“I apologise for not acting sooner from the moment I sensed these vermin lurking around. I’ll make it up to you, I swear it” Sylus softly talks with you in contrast as his power was still holding the assailants like a piece of meat and threw them on the ground while he ordered Luke and Kieran to handle them for the time being.

“Deal with them but keep them hanging on a thread” Sylus stated and both Luke and Kieran went on to handle the assailants while Sylus took you to one of his many other manors.

Sylus tend to your injuries with the utmost gentle touch, worried that any slight pressure might hurt you further. Once he had handled your injuries, Sylus took his time to wipe your face, arms, and legs with a clean, warm cloth, making sure he cleaned you up from any blood or dirt.

“Sylus…” you croaked out

“Don’t talk, sweetie. Just rest” Sylus replied softly, continuing to tend to your weak form

“Don’t blame yourself. Couldn’t have known…” you trailed off, but Sylus shook his head. “Even if it was an ambush, I should’ve known. Should’ve been faster. Should’ve abandoned that stupid meeting the second you entered our home. No one should have even breathed the same air as you in our home, our sanctuary. This will be the last time, sweetie. I promise you. No one will ever come close to where we lay our head to rest anymore”

“Sy…stay” you mumbled as Sylus ever so gently tightened his hold on your hand. “Always, sweetie”

It was only when you were fast asleep did Sylus quietly slipped out into the night and arrived at a pleasant scene that he was pleased to see. The assailants who ambushed you in his home were hanging for their dear lives. Their bodies and faces were barely recognisable after what Luke and Kieran had done, but they were still alive nonetheless.

With what little voice they had left, the assailants tried to reason with Sylus that they were just doing their job but Sylus didn’t care. They had dared to enter his home, which was yours, the home that he built and ensured would be safe for you. For both of you where only the twins and Mephisto were allowed in. The home that was made to be a sanctuary, a place of warmth and welcoming, a place where you could be vulnerable and seek him.

Sylus wouldn’t allow this to pass. He would ensure that not only would the assailants’ employers know not to cross him, but he would make it known to everyone in the N109 zone that if any of them dared to so much as tracked you, entered his home, or even bumped into you, he wouldn’t hesitate to eliminate them and make them feel pain for he would not even touch you without your permission.

Sylus took his coat off and rolled his sleeves up, his evol enveloping his fists as he came face to face with the assailants. “It’s too late for apologies now. I may be considered a villain, but I’m not heartless” Sylus’ aether core glowed in his eyes, making the assailants cower in fear. “You’re going to help me send a message. If any of you so much as dares to look at her way ever again. I’ll make sure you get the first-class seat to feel what true pain and agony feel like”

By the early morning, just a few hours before dawn strikes, Sylus gently slips back in where he had left you. Seeing you asleep peacefully and unharm was all he could ask for every time you visit him. Sylus had showered and changed before coming back to you because even if he couldn’t leave his position in the N109 zone, he would always make sure that he didn’t bring any of that when he was with you.

Slowly, Sylus got under the covers and gently pulled you closer to him. Your body, instinctively knowing that it was him, relaxed further into the bed; your head slowly lay on his chest right under his chin as both of you lay together in each other’s warmth in the early morning.

A/N: thank you again for reading and to the one that requested, thank you for requesting and for being patient :') hope you all have a great day and manifesting everyone gets the LI they want for the upcoming 4.0 update xoxo peanutpinet

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