#anyways. Sorry for accidentally posting it in the tags haha

[frickmoranis]

seeing ppl talk abt mwca is so crazy bc it’s like. I know those guys. I do art for them. I’m literally getting Chili’s with them in october

[ordinary-barbie]

scary dog privileges.

summary: Nobody's messing with you as long as Rafe Cameron is around.

pairing: rafe x sweet!pogue!reader

word count: 1.7k

tags: fem!reader, swearing, a guy acts like a creep towards reader, fingering, cunnilingus, p in v sex (protected), mutual orgasms

note: dipping my toes into obx fanfic after hyperfixating/crushing on Drew Starkey and reading a ton of Rafe stories, haha. I have not seen the show but I'm shooting my shot here anyway!

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They say that opposites attract, which couldn't be more accurate regarding your relationship with Rafe Cameron.

Rafe was the Kook king of Kildare Island, someone who oozed cockiness and arrogance. Meanwhile, you were a soft-spoken Pogue. When people spotted the two of you together, they couldn't wrap their heads around it, and frankly, neither could you. Rafe had his pick of any girl on the island - especially the Kooks - but somehow he only had eyes for you, which warmed your heart.

It all started last year, with a party at Tannyhill to celebrate your class graduating from high school. You were content to stay under your covers, binging Love Island Australia on Hulu, but your friend Olivia had begged you to come with her. Eventually, you relented, your curiosity about one of Rafe Cameron's famous parties getting the better of you.

Within five minutes, you'd ran into Rafe—literally. You'd been swaying to the music and accidentally bumped into him, spilling your drink all over his shirt. You'd been mortified, apologizing profusely and insisting on helping him clean up.

Rafe was a goner ever since.

Now it was time for another Tannyhill bash to celebrate the start of summer, and you were squarely by Rafe's side. In the year you'd been together, you'd discovered how protective your boyfriend was. He held onto you like an anchor, always having an arm wrapped around your waist or shoulders, no matter if he was talking to Topper and Kelce or kicking some rando's ass at beer pong. You appreciated it; parties often made you feel like a nervous baby deer, and it was nice to have someone to hold on to.

Unfortunately, you couldn't always be joined at the hip. "I'm gonna piss but I'll be right back, baby," Rafe promised, giving your ass a light squeeze on the way to the bathroom. As soon as your boyfriend was out of sight, your smile dropped. While you'd made an effort to get to know Rafe's friends, you were still incredibly nervous in a house full of Kooks.

To kill some time, you scrolled through Instagram, giggling at Olivia's latest story. She'd posted herself having a "friendly pizza sesh" with a guy, but you knew she'd had a huge crush on him since high school.

Suddenly, a shadow passed over you. "What's got you laughing like that, pretty girl?" You jumped, startled by the unfamiliar male voice.

A smirking guy with short, curly dark brown hair and glinting hazel eyes sauntered up to you. "Hey, I'm Aidan. I'm new in town—but maybe a cute thing like you could show me around?" he lazily drawled.

Your skin prickled with discomfort. You suddenly wanted to shrink into yourself, but you forced yourself to smile anyway. "Sorry, I'm not interested."

Aidan laughed, undeterred, and leaned into you. "Playing hard to get, huh? That's kinda hot," he whispered into your ear, making your stomach churn.

"I said no thanks," you responded, laughing nervously. You should run. You needed to get out of there. But for some reason, you found yourself rooted to the spot, trapped with Aidan and the pungent stench of his cologne.

Aidan pouted, using his arms to pin you against the wall. "C'mon babe, just give me a chance. I don't bite."

"How many times is she gonna tell you to fuck off before you get the point?" Relief flooded your chest at the sound of your boyfriend's voice.

Aidan rolled his eyes. "Why don't you fuck off, dude? We were having a moment."

Rafe glared at Aidan, his eyes blazing with rage, and grabbed the other boy by the collar of his Lacoste polo. "That's my girlfriend, you jackass. And you're gonna step the fuck away from her. Now."

You suddenly felt a zinging sensation in your core, turned on by Rafe's behavior. He was so sweet and silly and kind but could turn into a snarling dog in an instant — definitely not someone to fuck around with.

Rafe released Aidan's collar and the brunette gulped, suddenly trembling with fear.

"I - I'm sorry man. I had no idea," Aidan stammered. "I'll leave her alone."

Rafe wrapped a protective arm around your waist, scowling at Aidan. "Get the fuck out of my house."

Aidan meekly nodded, scurrying out of Tannyhill. The party filled with laughter, with people cheering Rafe on. But Rafe ignored the commotion, only focused on you.

"I'm so sorry baby. I should've been there to protect you from that—that asshat," Rafe apologetically said, tenderly stroking your cheek. You leaned into his touch, instantly comforted by the warmth radiating from his body.

"It's okay, Rafe," you assured him. "It's not like you could take me into the bathroom with you."

Rafe frowned, kissing the top of your head. "Maybe I should. Can't have these fuckin creeps tryna mess with my girl."

You laughed, shaking your head at your well-meaning boyfriend. "I adore you, but I'm not gonna stand there and watch you pee."

Rafe flashed you a lopsided grin. "Why not? We've done way worse things in there. That poor sink has seen some shit."

You playfully shoved Rafe's shoulder. "Rafe Alexander Cameron! I can't believe my knight in shining armor is so crass."

"Don't act like you don't love it, baby," he casually replied, kissing your neck. You let out a soft moan, tilting upward so Rafe could have more access.

The two of you were interrupted by the sound of Topper fake retching. "Begging y'all to please get a room," he pleaded. You couldn't help but snicker at Topper's dramatics.

Rafe lazily flipped off his friend before whisking you off to his bedroom and locking the door. "Get on the bed for me, pretty girl," Rafe said huskily, brushing his lips against your ear. Damn, that nickname sounded so much sexier from Rafe's lips than that douche from earlier. (Aaron? Andrew?)

You kicked off your sandals and laid down on top of Rafe's king-sized bed, pulling off your dress and underwear. Rafe quickly shed himself of his clothes and laid on top of you, kissing down every inch of your body.

"So I'm your knight in shining armor, huh? Well let me give my princess the treatment she deserves," Rafe drawled, relishing in the way your body reacted to his touch.

He plunged two fingers inside you, pumping them in and curling them right against your sweet spot. You gasped, loving the way he stretched you out. Rafe had been the only guy you'd ever slept with and at this point, you couldn't imagine yourself with anyone else; how could you, when you've only experienced the best?

You began to crave more than just his fingers, however. "Rafey," you whined, fully overcome with lust.

Rafe chuckled, lazily rubbing at your clit. "Use your words, princess. Tell me how to make you feel good."

You gulped, still feeling a little timid when it came to expressing your desires in the bedroom. "I need—I need your mouth, Rafey. Please."

Rafe knitted his eyebrows in mock confusion. "Where, baby? Your lips? Your cheek? Your forehead?"

"Rafe Cameron. Eat my pussy before I explode," you begged, your horniness taking over.

Rafe smirked, pulling his fingers out of you before slowly running his tongue across your folds. “Fuck, I love it when you talk dirty. Almost as much as I love this sweet little pussy. She's already so wet for me, holy shit."

You whimpered, arching your back in ecstasy as Rafe continued to pleasure you, kissing and sucking at your clit. You felt that familiar fire in your stomach, a sure sign that your climax was fast approaching.

"Oh, Rafe—'m gonna cum," you moaned, your legs shaking. Rafe sped up his movements, rubbing your clit with his thumb and index finger while pumping his tongue in and out of your hole. Eventually the dam burst and you felt your orgasm wash over you as your legs clamped down on either side of Rafe's head.

You took a minute to come down from your high, admiring the sight of your boyfriend with mussed-up hair and your glistening slick decorating his face. Even while looking totally disheveled, Rafe was a work of art.

Rafe wiped his face with the back of his hand, savoring the rest of your juices on his fingers. "Always my favorite meal baby," he purred. "But now I need to be inside you. Turn around for me, princess."

You shifted your position on the bed so you were lying on your stomach while Rafe rummaged in his bedside drawer for a condom. You heard him unwrapping the foil packet and rolling the condom on before feeling the head of Rafe's cock teasing your hole. You let out a breathy moan, loving and loathing the teasing simultaneously.

Rafe held on to your hips as he pushed into you, thrusting in and out at a steady pace. "Can't get enough of this pussy," he grunted. "So warm and tight f'me."

The din of the party going on downstairs faded away, and you could only focus on the sounds of sex occurring in the room: the duet of moans between Rafe and you, the creak of the bed, the sound of skin slapping against skin. A year ago, you couldn't imagine coming out of your shell like this. But now? Well—

"Gonna cum again, Rafey," you breathily blurted out, feeling your pussy clench down on Rafe's cock.

"Fuck yeah, princess, just come all over my cock," Rafe groaned.

Almost as if on cue, you felt your climax wash over you, and Rafe helped you ride out your orgasm before spilling his load into the condom. You had a fleeting thought about Rafe shooting his cum inside you instead, but you weren't quite ready for that yet.

You and Rafe took a minute to catch your breaths before he took off the condom and tied it up, tossing it into the wastebasket next to his bed. He rolled over on his side, enveloping you in his arms and burying his head in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent.

"Baby, you're incredible," Rafe murmured, kissing your shoulder.

You smiled, feeling light and airy inside. "Rafe, you're incredible. Thanks for being my scary dog earlier."

"I'm sorry, 'scary dog?'" Rafe repeated with a laugh.

"Scary dog privilege. It's something I saw on TikTok," you explained. "Basically it means that if you're with an intimidating-looking person, people will leave you alone because they don't want to mess with a scary dog. And seeing you be protective like that? It was pretty hot."

Rafe fondly gazed at you, stroking your hip. "Well shit, I'll be your scary dog anytime then, baby."

[bookishbroadwayandblind]

Hello lovely people! I hope you're well. I want you to know how lucky I feel to be a part of this community with such supportive and kind people. I am SO impressed and blessed by all your stories that I get to read on the daily; they are aaalmost as beautiful as you :)

All The Sadness Of The World is SO CLOSE to being doneeee oh my gosh it's my baby!! I can't believe it! I'm so bad at finishing things and maybe I shouldn't confess that but I'm so proud that I'm writing chapter 24 out of 25 and will post it this Sunday! And even though the fic itself isn't long, I feel like each word for me has felt very vital and slow to form, not in a bad way, but because blending the elements of an AU set in 1800s London with these angsty 2000s teens has been such a fun challenge, and cultivating that Autumnal (and now almost Wintry) atmosphere is really important to me! But enough rambling, here's the snip from next chapter featuring Simon yearning and being sweet, to no one's surprise! (and thank you all for the kind words about this fic through AO3 and on Tumblr, it means a lot that someone is reading about these gremlins <3)

"That smile again, so much more common now than when they had first met. Simon could burn for hours on just its bright edge, the flicker and spark of Baz's half-smirk. It kindled joy in him like nothing had before.

"And there was something to that, wasn't there? Something more than what there'd been? More, even, than what was now?"

Also before I leave you I just want you to know that Tumblr is inaccessible and quite literally will not let me reblog certain things?? I click the button and it says NO so if I don't reblog your post I am literally so sorry, I'm trying to fix it but it's not personal at all! I promise I do read and love every word you post!

Thank you to the incredible @blackberrysummerblog @thewholelemon @roomwithanopenfire @fiend-for-culture and @you-remind-me-of-the-babe for the tags! Love and hellos to the masterful writers and beautiful humans (sorry if I accidentally forgot you, please tag me anyway because I want to see your words haha!): @aristocratic-otter @argumentativeantitheticalg @bookish-bogwitch @drowninginships @facewithoutheart @foolofabookwyrm @mooncello @martsonmars @monbons @messofthejess @ninemagicks @hushed-chorus @sillyunicorn @ileadacharmedlife @valeffelees @youarenevertooold

[katsmtmsdoodles]

I swear, if Sword & Shield doesn't end like this, I'm gonna crash out-

(ignore Lloyd's hand. I accidentally broke it. Oops, more trauma for him, ig 🤷‍♀️)

jk, but the RBG siblings deserve a happy ending. They've been absolutely going through it this entire fic, esp Kai 😭

Anyways, I do have some questions: - I saw in the tags for ITE that Nya eventually becomes super close with Lloyd like Kai. Is that still on track for happening (please, I will give you my soul for RGB to happen)? - Also, in earlier posts, since you've mentioned the element of technology, is Sora canon in this world (not that I expect her to show up, but does she exist)? - If Sora exists, then I'm assuming Imperium exists as well. I'm a bit confused because Noble says, "[...] second highest political seat in the seven realms." Is Imperium one of these 7 realms, or are there still 16? Or did Garmadon conquer 7 realms of the 16? - Do all the realms have a time dilation with each other like the First Realm and Ninjago? - What are Skylor and Ash's opinions on Lloyd and what are his opinions on them? Do they think he's a spoiled brat like Morro? Is that the general public (Ninjago city) opinion of him? - Since Zane isn't a human but he still has an elemental power, does he have qi? How does that work (unless, it's a spoiler, ofc)? Does Pixal have qi too? - When Misako and Wu had the meeting with the ninja, they were all pretty much uncomfortable with the idea of killing Lloyd since he's a kid. However, after they "kill" Garmadon, they mark Lloyd wanted alive or dead, like with Kai. Were they really willing for Lloyd to be killed off like that? Even Misako and Wu? - Will Karloff appear (since he's an elemental master, and all)?

I'm sorry for asking so much- I'm just so curious (this has become my latest hyperfixation 😭)

Aw your art is so cute!! How idealistic of you 😀 lmao "more trauma for him" lol can I use that

This is THE "RGB go through it" fic 😭😭

I'll see what I can do for you bro

- no spoilers

- no SPOILERS

- brotha. I don't know what Imperium is. I haven't seen DR -_- everything I know about the new elementals is from reels and fandom haha

- All the Realms would have weird time differences

- Ninjago City citizens are pretty unfamiliar with Lloyd because he was kept a secret for so long, and even after he was outed, he didn't appear to the public often. Most people probably just see him as a rich kid.

Skylor disagrees with Kai's over protectiveness and thinks Lloyd is weak because of it. She doesn't respect him and she's a bit bitter that HE gets to be sheltered from the world when his dad is the center of all evil. But she still knows he's an innocent kid and would protect him because it's important to Kai.

Ash is pretty neutral to Lloyd, they haven't had a lot of interactions. Kai is very, very picky about people who get to be around Lloyd, it was Ash's first time meeting him in ITE when Kai asked him to watch him.

- Zane has qi because he has a soul. Pixal does, too.

- The ninja do not necessarily have authority in the rebellion because they are a separate entity, they're more like respected advisors and spokespeople. The "Dead or Alive" things would have been a decision of the council, not the ninja or an individual member, like Misako. But majority of the ninja found it more important to remove the threat, regardless of the morality, because of the circumstances. I will say that Cole most definitely argued against it the most.

- NO SPOILERS BLUE J 🙄

Don't apologize, I think it's fun to answer asks like these!

I hope you continue to have fun with the series!! <3

[purplesurveys]

1944

Is your closet disorganized? It's not at the moment. I do have a great talent at slowly making it more and more chaotic lol, but when that happens I just do a hard restart and fix it back to how the clothes should look like.

Have you ever been to Times Square? I haven't but I would love to. I feel like I'd really enjoy my time there.

What TV shows do you watch on a regular basis? The only show I really ever enthusiastically rewatch would be Friends. I can't do that now, though, since they took it out of Netflix a few days ago. :( It's moving on Max when it launches in the Philippines later this month, and since I already have an HBO Go subscription (which will apparently rebrand into Max) I think I won't stay Friends-less for too long.

Have you ever accidentally left something valuable at a shop before? Not a shop, but I've left some stuff behind from events and never got to recover them. The things I feel most sorry for losing would be my pink Hydroflask tumbler (which I've had since college, so I was very attached to it huhu) + my power strip that I had bought just the day before.

What makes your life remarkable? Idk but I'm generally proud of myself for achieving as much as I have at 26 considering how shy I used to be or how much I really doubted myself since childhood. I still do...but I guess I'm just good at faking it till I make it.

Are you putting off doing anything that you really need to get done? Kind of, yeah.

What is the last thing you scribbled down on a Post-It note? Just work notes.

What are you currently listening to? I can hear the ceiling fan and a bit of my mom's TV upstairs, but other than that it's quiet.

How would you react in discovering your best friend was seriously obsessed with you? I'd tbh go straight to her fiance and ask what's going on and how I can help.

Do you care if your produce is organic or not? No.

Do you have any children? If so, how old were you when you had them? If not, do you think you ever will? No. I don't think I will.

Do you eat meat? Yes.

Do you get enough calcium? I like to think so. I drink milk everyday lol, for one.

Do you think before you act or speak? That's something I've definitely learned how to do more and more the older I've gotten and the more people I meet.

Do you have a SwagBucks account? I have no idea what that is.

Are you nosy? I could not care less.

Do you always try on clothes before purchasing them? No, it's such a hassle. I just pick something if I like it, find it in my size, and pay. Fitting takes such a long time considering I'll get it anyway lmao

Is there anything in your closet with the tags still on? I don't think so, no.

Are you happy with the size of your bedroom? It's the right size but I'm also looking forward to having a bigger room just for the sake of being able to experience having a spacious room.

Do you add people you don’t actually know on Facebook? No and I genuinely don't understand why others do that. Facebook, at least where I'm from, is different from other platforms in that it's designed for your personal network and keeping up to date with their lives. That said I uhhhh would have absolutely no reason to be adding strangers and knowing about their vacations or seeing their family photos. That idea is so weird...even stalkerish...to me.

What’s your favorite condiment? Mayonnaise. Chili garlic oil. Sesame oil!!!

Would you even want to know how much of your life has been spent online? Yes just out of curiosity but I know I'd be so ashamed of myself once I find out the number haha.

Do you shop at American Eagle? No.

List 5 things you’re afraid of: Losing a loved one, fire, cockroaches, rats, sharp objects.

Have you forgotten anything important recently? Ahaha last Wednesday I was out for a work meeting only to realize pretty late that I did not have either of my debit cards + my driver's license – I had transferred them into a smaller purse the other day when I went out for a family lunch and never got to place them back in my wallet. Fortunately I had my employee ID with me, but I still felt so stupid.

Would you say you’re an honest person? More often than not, yeah. If anything, I feel like I'm only ever dishonest toward myself – like about my personal feelings and frustrations and insecurities and such. In front of everyone else, though, I find it a waste of time to bullshit them.

The last Facebook message you received from the opposite sex, what did it say? It was just him telling me how to buy a PS5, haha.

What does the nicest message in your Facebook inbox say? I don't really keep track of stuff like that.

Is your best friend single? Nope.

What color was the ink of the last pen you wrote with? Black.

What does your pencil-case look like? I don't have one.

Where was the last place you went that was totally new to you, as in, it was the first time you’d been there? Good question. I wanna say Amici? I've had their food before, but I've never actually dined in their restaurant. It was a pleasant experience and the servers were all very nice.

When was the last time you used someone else’s computer? Around a month ago when I asked for permission to use Tina's laptop since she has Canva premium on hers.

Who do you dislike the most? Explain what you dislike about that person. I don't like one of my uncles because he's always been a useless dad who's done nothing but drag my hardworking, self-made cousin down...he's also a terrible TERRIFUCKINGBLE husband and has never kept a stable job...not to mention the fact that he subscribes to Nazism? You're fucking Filipino, what the fuck are you doing being a Nazi hello ahahaha??? It's just so frustrating watching a man have no redeemable qualities whatso fucking ever lol

What’s the longest you’ve liked someone without doing anything about it? I dunno. Like 2, 3 months? I asked them out immediately as I wanted to give it a shot, at least.

Do you use straightening irons on your hair? What brand? No.

What’s the relationship status of the last person you talked to? Single. At least I think she is. I don't pressure her to tell me anything.

Is there anything you would like to complain about? Yeah work sucks and I wish I could find something that brings me joy again.

What’s the first line of the last song you listened to? "Dearest, darling, my universe, would you take me along?"

Think of the person from your past that hurt you the most. Is there anything you would like to say to that person? No.

Does your mom like the last person you kissed? I knew she did.

Now your cell phone, what color is it? Light blue.

What was so special about today? The actual day sucked, but this evening I treated myself to sushi and found out that WWE Network is back in the country so I subscribed heheh. First thing I watched was Paul Heyman's HOF speech and let's just say I'm so glad I chose that.

If somebody tried to steal your best friend’s boyfriend/girlfriend, what would you do? That's kind of happening already. Gut reaction was to talk shit about the person directly to Angela, especially because she was already crying about it so I had permission to be angry and petty lol.

What was the last thing you said to your mother? Can't remember exactly but she was asking me a luggage-related question since she'll be flying out with dad in the next two weeks, and I just answered her on that.

When was the last time you cried? LOL I teared up a bit watching Hello, Love, Goodbye this afternoon - but since I was watching with my sister and I never cry in front of family, I made up some bullshit excuse that I had to pee but really it was so that I could let it out in the bathroom hahaha

Has anyone made you upset lately? Not really, no.

What are you looking forward to? Seeing my dad. Not working in my workplace anymore...

Does anyone completely understand you? Sure.

Ever stayed up all night on the phone? Yeah.

Do you miss your past? I do miss some parts of it, but it's all in a nostalgic sense. I'm not like, caught up or feeling stuck in 2016 or anything like that.

Do you have a reason to smile right now? I do.

Are you a forgiving person? No.

Do you say sorry first? Yes, if I have to.

Do you like cats? I like cats now - Max helped me with that. I'm still very much a dog person but my previous slight dislike for cats is pretty much nonexistent now.

Has someone promised you something and broke it? Sure.

Did you kiss or hug anyone today? Just the pets.

Does your phone ring in the middle of the night? It doesn't, and unless it's coming from family I'd be a little pissed off if anyone would be calling that late. I would also 100% ignore the call.

Is there anybody you’re really disappointed in right now? No.

Have you ever lost someone you wish you didn’t? For a period of time I felt this way, but it's also been a long time since I got over it.

Are you anything like you were a year ago? Yeah, in that I'm still a ball of nerves and anxiety at work everyday.

Have you ever felt like you hit rock bottom? Sure.

Would you rather spend a day outside with friends or inside alone? I'd love to spend a day with friends, mainly because I already work from home 5 days a week and spend most of my time alone.

Think back to this time last year, were you happy? Not completely.

Has anyone upset you in the last week? Sure.

What should you be doing? I should be sleeping but like it's the weekend so I want to make the most of my precious free time before work shoots up my blood pressure again.

Describe how you feel right now in one word. Escaping.

What would you do if you found out one of your friends was going for the person you liked? I don't like anyone.

Do you prefer drinking water from a bottle or a sink? I can't drink from the sink in the first place; tap water is not a thing here.

Will you ever run away and get married in Las Vegas with no notifications to either of your families? No.

Have you ever thrown your iPod in anger? I can't recall ever doing so.

Who did you last have a heart-to-heart conversation with? Angela.

Do you believe that there’s good in everybody? Sorry, no.

Has anything happened to you within the past month that has made you mad? Yes.

Would you ever get a tattoo? Probably not. Needles be freaky.

[hisui-dreamer]

ok so i accidentally forgot about these messages cuz i got really sick lol, but i wanted to reply to some of these so here's a two week late response!!

this post is a bit long so sorry about that!!

also im sorry if i confused anyone for anyone else ahaha, if you'd like to be tagged, you can comment below so i can identify you!!

this is part 1!

@somany-fandoms-solittle-time i think this is you? correct me if im wrong hehe

thank you so much!! i always love seeing you pop up in my notifs haha, i hope you'll have a great year too!!!🎉🎊🎊

@amaribelt im always so so so happy when i talk to you mari💕💕!!! i love seeing the stuff you send me hahaha! dw you're more fun than imposter jade hehe

@v-anrouge i hope this was the letter you mentioned hehe

hello love!! i adore the ornament you picked! it's so cute that i want to cradle it in my hands!! ahaha, maybe for next year, i should crochet some mushroom ornaments for you, i'd love to hear about what mushrooms you'd like.

id be so honoured to celebrate with your family! your invitation is most welcome and i can't wait to visit coral sea again! i should prepare some gifts for your family, would you mind telling me what they'd like?

(don't worry you did great with jade!! this was such a sweet letter i loved it so so much lakdhsjksla💕✨)

im glad they could cheer you up!! thank you for your sweet wishes, i hope you'll have a great year ocean!!

@azulashengrottospiano aubbie!!! this was so sweet i couldn't stop smiling aldhhakahdka. i know we don't talk as much now but im still so excited to see you on my feed and see what new fictional guy is spinning in your head hahaha. i feel like i can always go to you for advice and it's like you're a trustworthy older sister hehe. thank you so much for being you and always being so enthusiastic and welcoming!! im so glad i met you haha💕💕

aww thank you!! im glad to be contributing to the fandom haha!!

@spadecentral BITES YOU BACK!!! have a great year eli💕🎉🎉

hi moca! thank you for the message!! im glad my portrayal of the twst bois and my silliness could bring you joy hehe!! also you like my diction🥹💕💕 that's such a compliment omg thank you!! it makes me so happy my fic could cheer you up! i hope my writing will continue to be a source of comfort for you💕💕 have a great year!

@dove-da-birb it's funny you say get plenty of rest cuz i ended up getting a fever 💀 ANYWAYS i hope you enjoyed the holidays and you'll have a great year elder sibling💕

also idk man the twst bois are weird 😭

!!!OMG WHATS IN THE BOXXXX

@amaribelt im assuming this is you??

MERRY CRISIS!!!

[phdmama]

20 questions for fic writers!

HUGE thank you to @sugareey-makes-stuff @kingsofeverything @xanthippe74 for tagging me in this one!! Sorry it's taken me so long to get to it!!

How many works do you have on AO3?

208! That's not including the large number of Tumblr drabbles I need to post for archival purposes!

2. What's your total AO3 Word Count?

1,066,342 <- which OMG

3. What fandoms do you write for?

I started in 1D (Larry mostly though I've done a couple of threesomes) and then I shifted to HP - I think I've only written main Drarry? I've dabbled a tiny bit in Stucky and I've written one 911 Buddie fic (but I'm working on another one!)

4. What are your top 5 fics by Kudos?

My top one is on that's co-written and has that number of kudos due to the other author, so for the ones that are just mine:

I Like the Way You Move for Me (Drarry)

Feels Like Coming Home (Larry)

Beautiful Madness (Drarry)

Tell Me How You Like It (Drarry - outsider POV)

Is This Love? (Drarry)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I really try but I struggle to keep up with them - not because I get so many comments haha, but I do that "get behind spiral out feel terrible" thing way too often!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I don't tend to write angst-y endings, because I really need a happy ending but I've got a couple of really short painful things! Unsurprisingly, these are all microfic/vignette sorts of things!

The Ghost of You (Drarry, microfic, post-MCD)

Here Without You (Drarry, vignette, post-breakup)

What's Left Behind (Drarry, vignette, MCD) wow I just reread this one and FUCK ME I AM A MONSTER

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Unhhhh most of them honestly! I will say, I do SOMEtimes VERY RARELY put some pain on the journey to HEA so if I had to guess, I'd say that all of me (loves all of you) (Drarry) is probably my most unabashedly sappy no-angst fluff.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not to my face anyway! I'm sure there are people who don't like my writing but I think they ignore me more than anything! One of the perks of being a very small writer, I think!

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Sure do! For kind, I write slash, I guess you'd call it (gay), almost all of it M/M. I have one girl!fic. I don't really write too much kink, I'd say most of what I do is pretty vanilla. Healthy communication is my kink, I guess!

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Ummm off the top of my head, no?

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge. I read one fic that was not a plagiarism of my actual work but was literally the exact same plot, the exact same story beats, the exact same setting etc. I am well-aware there's nothing new under the sun but I read it and was like, unhhh. It's one of my greatest fears honestly - accidentally taking someone's fic!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not that I know. I've been approached, but I'm not comfortable with it.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yup! Twice! Both in the Larry fandom. One was with one other writer (who's long gone from fandom as far as I know) and one (Wine Not) I wrote with a big group of people who've become some of my absolute closest friends!

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?

I don't have one specific. The ones I write for, I obviously feel very very strongly about, but the bummer for me is that when I'm writing in a particular pair, I don't read anything in that pairing! I also don't read for the ship, but for the story and the writing, so I read in a LOT of different pairings!

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Fuck me, so many.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Oof, I'm not sure! I'm not a trained writer by any means. I think I do scene setting pretty well?

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Pacing, for sure. It's really hard and I can get bogged down in the "and then THIS happened and then THIS happened and then THIS happened" - I'm so linear, so I have to push myself there.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Generally no. I've sprinkled in a few words here and there, but I wouldn't do much of it, and if I had to, I would 1000% find someone to help me with it and not rely on Google translate.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Larry. Still writing there and kinda following along a bit but I'm not active in that fandom anymore other than the writing.

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

I'm not sure I have one fav fic - I'd say I'm really proud of my long (for me) fics! Those are hard for me, and there's a couple that are really really personal. But I have to say, Maybe You're the Difference (Drarry) is one I really like and am really proud of. I worked so so hard on it.

I feel like I'm late on this one, so I'll call this a general tag (FOR REAL I HONESTLY MEAN IT) - if you want to do this, DO IT and tag me!! xox

[nataliescatorccio]

hii! first of all, i love your creations, they're so beautiful and easy to stare at. second of all, i had a question: im new to giffing (new as in i came back to it after like 10 years) and i see that people tag you (as well as other creators) in their sets...? was wondering how that usually works - would we have to be mutuals for me to tag you, for example? im guessing not, but it feels a bit weird just randomly tagging creators i love? haha sorry if this is a silly question, but you seem lovely so i finally decided to ask :)

hello anon! first of all thank you for your lovely words, they really do mean a lot<3 for the tagging question, tagging users in sets is very common now! tumblr increased the tag limit for how many tags you can put onto your set (it's now 20 for info) and that's created an amazing chance to tag people in your work! and yes, you can absolutely tag creators you love, even if you are not mutuals! obviously this can vary, but most creators i know (myself included) are very happy to be tagged in content and love the opportunity to see more creative content.

the things to be aware of are: some creators may have their own specific rules for tagging - i'd advise to just double check to see if they have an faq or 'about me' before tagging someone for the first time in something, just because some creators have lists of things they won't reblog (though the worst that will happen if you do accidentally tag something in something they don't wish to see is they just won't reblog it). for general 'tumblr etiquette' i would recommend making sure you're following whoever you want to tag - some blogs don't see this as a hard rule to follow, but others do. i'd also check the blog has posted about what you're tagging them in - again, some blogs don't mind, for example i'm happy to be tagged in anything, but others won't reblog things they haven't seen. this may seem a little daunting as i've just thrown a lot of information at you but generally speaking, creators have tags that they advertise in their bio because they love being tagged in things, so you really have nothing to be afraid of! anyway i hope that helps and if you have any further questions please feel free to ask :)

[you-can-reclaim-your-crown]

i understand you completely! it's the same for me except i'm a native english speaker lmao. but the fact that you're willing to write a story in english despite it being your 3rd language is already an impressive feat, you should be proud! here's a protip in case you need it, consider searching these terms if you find yourself unable to properly convey your thoughts into your writing: (insert word or phrase here) synonym, (insert word or phrase here) definition, (insert word or phrase here) antonym. don't worry about it though really, i do think that art is challenging and difficult to create - be it drawing, writing or videos - it does require a lot of practice and studying to be able to reach a certain level of skill but it doesn't matter as long as you keep trying and giving your best! at the end of the day, more than anything else i think effort is of the utmost importance and it'll definitely reflect in one's works. i'm wishing you the best and i look forward to what you have in store <3 will you be posting it on ao3? the mods will add it to the sukugoweek collection if you tag your work with sukugoweek2023. i found out that they'll be accepting submissions until january 3rd so there's still plenty of time left! if you wish to post more than 1 fic, please feel free to do so too. they also just added a special prompt for gojo's birthday, you might want to use it if the opportunity arises haha. aw it's no problem, i'm happy to know that i was able to help you in some way <3 yes i feel you, these bitches had me in a chokehold since 2021 when i first got into jjk! it's going to be my 3rd year of brainrot soon in a couple of months, time flies so fast...

You really do say the sweetest things🫶🏻 i get a little message like this and i feel so happy it's almost embarrassing.

Languages are so weird.

How are "English can be weird. It can be understood through tough thorough thought, though."

And

"Gore gore gore gore"(croatian) even real?? Whoever decided this: buddy, you blew it. Super hard. Complete buffoonery.

Special prompt you say..🤔 it does give me some ideas...

i might have underestimated how long this is going to be. My plan was a one shot and a little bonus chapter/epilogue-ish thing. But we will see. Maybe i have to split the main chapter.

I think i started to ship them around October 27th, so I'm a sukugo baby. It's the first gojo ship I'm really invested in. I'm fond of nanago but it's just that.

(Shout-out to 0bstinate for this one sukugo on 'it is not enough to love you' post. That really got my gears turning... you're a hero)

And then it his my lika a truck. They have everything I'm into: enemies-to-lovers, honoured/fallen one, red+blue, canabilism as love language (bc i like them a little fucked up), monsterfuckery, i hate everyone but you, unhinged x unhinged, corruption/redemption etc. let's be honest their fight was basically foreplay. Archenemies? Kinda gay if you ask me.

Aaaand I'm rambling again😅sorry

But to answer your question: yes I'm going to post in on ao3. Because fuck anxiety, we are so back bitches. And I'm a people pleaser and you encouraged me, so you are my people to please. Sorry buddy but you are not getting out of it now.

Anyway my reply is probably a bit all ower the place. I didn't sleep well, I'm tired and i accidentally deleted my reply before so i had to typ it again.

I really really appreciate that you took your time and wrote me❤️ thank you from the bottom of my heart

[sillybabybear]

Hi, I'm Hannah! I'm part of a definitely not singlet body, and I love coquette and all things girlie, so I made an account just for me <333 I personally use she/they/sweet/pink/fluff/xe/fae and basically any cutesy neos~!! I'm cupiosexual, kawaiilector, Demigirl and a ton more haha (I collect xenogenders like lucky pennies, as does lots us), and use tone tags please do the same on my page, please and thank you <333

some stuff about me and the people I share this body with~!

~currently trying to figure out exactly what we are, we use system terms because they make us comfortable and if need be that will change when we know exactly what is going on with us. If this makes you uncomfortable, please feel free to block, I understand!

~will be posting whatever I feel like on this account, not just coquette things, I just like the theme!

~The body and most of us in it have autism, adhd, bpd, severe social anxiety, the list goes on. So apologies if some posts reflect that, or if something rude or erratic is posted. If we accidentally spread any misinfo/get something wrong please educate us (politely), especially if you're bipoc/a system/a fictive (basically anybody with more knowledge on those kinds of things.)

~I have a habit of calling people nicknames- if this isn't to your liking, please let me know so I don't do so again (or if you'd prefer a specific type of nickname- gender neutral, fem, masc, etc, feel free to let me know~!)

~i may write stories on here about fictional characters or ccs, as they bring me comfort! which brings us to the DNI...

DNI if you are...

~Proship/Comship/anything adjacent and unwilling to seek help

~A dream Stan/supporter (liking the dream smp and/or his character is fine but no defending that creep!) (or support/Stan any of the dteam, IF YOU LIKE DTEAM LEAVE US ALONE!)

~DNI if you're an Anti of/hater of: Agere and anything adjacent, fictkin/system/etc, Quackity, Slimecicle, Ranboo, Sneegsnag, Jschlatt, Any of the SBI boys, ConnorEatsPants, Traves, The Groupchat boys, therians/otherkin/anything adjacent, furry haters, don't support xenogenders/neopronouns, etc etc

~basic dni- Homophobes, racists, transphobes, xenophobes, conservative, a 'centrist', any kind of Nazi, an 'lgb without the t' type mf, transmed, climate change deniers, etc etc. I am not here to debate you on these things.

~if you enter anyways even though you are any of these things you will be blocked, if you spread hate you will be blocked, fuck off.

please interact/follow/etc if you...

~Like Mcyt ccs/Previously mcyt variety ccs, like sorry boys, like chuckle boys, like the Groupchat podcast and it's members, are a fan of any of the people I mentioned earlier in my 'dni if you are an anti of...', animal crossing, minecraft, sanrio, FNAF, Undertale, Deltarune, coquette/cutecore aesthetic, etc etc

~are an age regressor or anything adjacent, are a furry, are any kind of otherkin, are a system/not a singlet, are a supportive singlet, are a fictkin and anything adjacent, are a minority of any kind, etc etc

and finally, my hyperfixations and interests~!!

~Chuckle Boys/Chuckle Sandwich, Sorry Boys, Coquette/Cutecore aesthetic, and Sanrio!!! more to come for this, but there were on the top of my head heheh

if you've read this far, thank you so much~! I know this is long but it's necessary!! I appreciate you, you're loved and valid- feel free to stick around~!!<33 mwah(/nf/p), have a lovely day/night!!!

[themagical1sa]

my friend: hey, how are you?

me: oh, just about to elaborate something Arcane-related on a Tumblr post

my friend: oh :0 will it take a while?

me: i think so! i mean, look- (accidentally elaborates everything in 53 uninterrupted messages)

[snakewrites9206]

Was anyones childhood filled with parents that didnt think you were/did enough so now your love language is gifts and acts of service but now you feel guilty and get really scared when someone does anything for you because you see that as them saying "you shouldve done this. why didnt you."

[mrs-nate-humphrey]

wait fuck did i ACTUALLY reblog traumacore art onto this blog?

[hamiltonfilms]

Hey, could you do a continuation of social media au with Arthur? I really enjoyed the first part so I am waiting for new parts.

Get Lucky 😎

INSTAGRAM AU/STORY

pairing : Arthur Leclerc x Verstappen!reader

summary : you and arthur crush each other and you think no one knows about it but everyone sees it

warning: fluff but also angst, memory of a broken heart, overprotective brother Max, +16, adults language

a/n: so I decided to write a continuation so keep reading and I hope you like it

part 1 / part 3

y/nverstappen

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yn/verstappen pov you accidentally leave your phone in a meeting and go to the toilet.

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arthur_leclerc I just noticed something wrong with my face

dennis_hauger you should be glad you have a more cooler camera roll now

y/nverstappen yes, if you mean you're cursed photos

oscarpiastri I was forced to take this photo they wouldn't let me eat in peace

y/nverstappen I'm sorry for those idiots who didn't let you eat in peace

juri_vips wow, I'm a handsome dude in these photos

yn/verstappen especially on the last oneespecially on the last one

y/nfanss1 ok but what is wrong with arthur's picture

dennis_hauger

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dennis_hauger dancing queen

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y/nverstappen I don't know whether to laugh or cry

dennis_hauger I think both answers are correct

maxverstappen1 do you both look like you're on something, y/n i hope you're not high

y/nverstappen attention attention bro overprotective mode on, no max i'm 100% sober and not high

randomfan33 oh jesus so cute does anyone know if they are a couple?

y/nfansss the only thing dennis and y/n have in common is that they are teammates apart from their friendship

y/nverstappen

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yn/verstappen just a photo dump from last week

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danielricciardo I'm still waiting for you to start your jpg account

y/nverstappen Maybe someday you'll see haha

danyricfann1 yes y/n provides us with the content of daniel and max's pictures and she is also a swiftie, i just love her

y/nloverr like we all welcome to the fan club

arthur_leclerc I see a great T-shirt in the 5th photo, I think I should buy it for my brother

y/nverstappen hahhaha i think everyone loved this shirt

randomgirl

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randomgirl today is our day. love my sweet boyfriend

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arthur_leclerc ❤❤❤

arthurandy/nforever nooo arthur and y/n were supposed to be a couple and they weren't and y/n liked??!?

arthurfanss today we will talk about how artur looks in these photos or what about y/n

user567 y/n and artur were and are rivals from what is known, they were not even friends

currently MP Motorsports

A meeting like a meeting I didn't really care about them why hmm maybe because they've been talking for two fucking years about having to change tactics and whether they will or not. Browsing through instagram, out of boredom, I saw a post on the proposed one and something seemed to me that the boy from this post seemed strangely familiar after the comment I saw that it was Artur. Instantly my heart was shattered and tears welled up in my eyes. On Dennis's face, I saw this strangely laughing, terrified expression.

"Y/n if you feel bad, you can go to the toilet, you know, anyway, it's the end of the meeting" I heard from the mouth of one of the strategists.

I ignored everyone's gaze and, like the rest, got up from my chair and left the conference room. Someone grabbed my arm, I turned around and saw it was Dennis (the one who is my best friend from karting, let's say he protected me from stupid assholes and I protected him from stupid girls) Hauger.

"It's okay you look miserable you know y/n I'm getting worried" I didn't have the strength to even respond so I showed him my phone "that's an asshole"

That's how only he and I knew about my "crush" despite everything he tried to prove to me that it was only temporary, but it wasn't. I felt him hug me so I hugged him tighter. I felt tears running down my cheeks immediately in my head I felt terribly pathetic but I can see that I felt betrayed and why? Let's think maybe it's because lately I thought I had an advantage, because he flirted with me, maybe because I was a cheap whore to him, that something happened, that I was just stupid. Our hug is over.

"It's not your fault, he just doesn't have much taste" I felt a smile appear on my face, I still don't know why he is on my side. "If it makes you feel any better, we're all going to the club after the race tonight and I'm pretty sure he'll be there with her so we can give him a reason to be jealous."

"Sometimes I don't deserve you golden boy you know?"

Without words, we set off to the garage to gather for the race. It wasn't an awkward silence, on the contrary, it was comfortable. Suddenly I felt someone enter me.

"I'm sorry I didn't see you" that uplifting tone of voice was telling me something so I looked up and saw Arthur.

"It's okay" I said with a slight smile and kept walking even though I could feel his eyes on my back.

A moment passed and it was after the race p3 is not such a bad result even though if it wasn't for arthur I would have had p2. After the time spent and the media interviews, I went to change clothes and arrange a time with Dennis to pick me up from the hotel. I got in the car and headed towards the hotel but my attention was caught by a dingy Mexican restaurant I had a bad mood I don't know if it was because of the whole thing with Arthur or because instead of p2 I have p3 or maybe because I have my period. Probably summarizing all aspects are correct. While eating the burito, tears began to flow by themselves, but I was eating and driving at the same time, which probably wasn't safe because of the sea of tears from my eyes. When I ate and got to the hotel I threw myself on the bed I had a lot of notifications but I thought that probably people were congratulating me on a successful race. Suddenly on the phone screen I saw that "loser brother" is calling, he probably wanted to go out today because we are in the same place.

"Do you ever write back when you need to?!" You can tell the frustration in his voice

"Nice to hear from you too"

"Y/n is no place for jokes, you and Artur what about you, broken heart. I don't know to come to you with ice cream and tons of sweets" that voice I remember from childhood, the older brother's concerned voice.

"What the fuck are you thinking. Me and Arthur, heartbroken?"

"So not okay, but wait, so you're not?"

"No Max, nothing has ever connected me with him, I don't know where this idea came from"

"So you haven't been on Instagram wait I'll send you a link and remember I'll always be by your side" He hung up to be honest I don't know if I was scared or laughing but as soon as I opened it I froze.

motosportgossip

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motosportgossip is y/n going through a broken heart? what is behind the crying and burrito, did arthur leave her for someone else?

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user44 they were never a couple

y/nloverrr not just our poor y/n if that's true then i don't believe in love

y/nverstappen you missed because the reason was my p3 and probably period so yeah

y/nfans god she slaying

[allthelittlecreepycrawlies]

Okay, so, I actually wrote this as a thread weeks ago for @grtr3's sangyaoFES on twitter, but there were a lot of little hiccups that needed to be edited. Still not... totally pleased with it? But it's as pretty as it's gonna get.

Anyway! A common joke is that Nie Huaisang's donghua design post timeskip is such a perfect sad-eyed tragic ingenue that it's a lucky thing no one ever got hit with it full force with his grief before he started the Headshaker ruse or else there'd be a whole lot more yanderes about.

So of course I have to take a silly idea and play it in full seriousness.

Title: The Wolves in the Hall Ship: implied past and maybe ongoing SangYao Tags: Mixed Canon, Crack Treated Seriously, Awakenings, Accidental Public Grief, Everyone Discovers They're A Little Bit Yandere, And Experienced Yandere!Jin Guangyao Is Having Absolutely None Of It

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Considering it was both his first public appearance since the funer- his ascension, as well as his first inter-sect conference since the same, Nie Huaisang was holding up surprisingly well under the scrutiny of the other sects. 

He was still pale and underweight from his period of mourning and he seemed to still be somewhat mentally distant -never quite looking at anyone, just the space they were occupying- but he had participated in all the formal introductions and the gift-giving to the hosting Jin sect and even the required toasts near-flawlessly.

After months of checking in on his mental and emotional state, it seemed Jin Guangyao had been overly concerned.

Or so he thought until the dull roar of the chatter and clinking plates and cups throughout the banquet hall unexpectedly began to die down.

Gently shooing away the maid who had come to ask him about whether or not to switch the type of wine yet, he turned to find that, gradually, more and more people were stopping eating or conversing to stare in the direction of the Nie delegation's seats.

Or, more specifically, to stare at Nie Huaisang, who was sitting stone still, face stark white, chopsticks still held in an upheld hand-

-and silent tears slowly trickling from widened green eyes as he stared at the bowls on the tray in front of him.

As he and most of the other occupants of the room watched, the Nie sect's new second in command put a hand on his leader's shoulder.

Startled out of his trance, Nie Huaisang's head jerked up as if he was a spooked deer, the tears streaking his face and lingering in his eyes glittering in the light of the lanterns and candle torches positioned all around the room and soft mouth opening on a gasp.

Jin Guangyao was very sure he did not imagine the collective inhale all around the room.

His hands reflexively clenched in his sleeves.

Unlike most of the guests and hosts in attendance, he had known of the vast and stark difference between Nie Huaisang's dramatics for observers and his state of genuine distress for years. It had been a secret Nie Huaisang himself had let him in on mere weeks into his tenure with the Nie sect, the way he used one to hide the other.

And now someone on their staff had blown that secret open and public, and it seemed the wolves were scenting blood.

"Ah- I'm sorry," Nie Huaisang was mumbling as he checked his sleeves for a handkerchief to wipe his eyes. "Haha, how embarrassing- on the first day, no less-"

Jin Guangyao noticed a few people starting to lean forward in their seats at rapt attention.

That his father was one of them made a deep possessive disgust bloom in his chest like the peony embroidered on his clothing, and his jaw clenched a little as he began to make his way around the edge of the hall, unnoticed.

He was halfway to the section where Nie Huaisang was sitting when it seemed the Nie disciples had picked up on the change in the air as well, judging by the way some of them began shuffling closer to their sect leader, eyes sharp and metaphorical hackles raising.

Once he was close enough to see the tray's contents, it was immediately apparent why Nie Huaisang been so openly caught off guard.

Jin Guangyao had expressly directed the kitchens to prepare braised pork belly with mustard greens, mushrooms, and wheat noodles, wanting to give Nie Huaisang something familiar and comforting for his first major public appearance.

Instead, the large center bowl held spicy beef and venison stew with glass noodles and eggplant.

One of Nie Mingjue's favorites.

In fact, it was what he'd ordered to be prepared during the last banquet the man had ever attended, looking to appease his increasingly volatile temper.

It could have been a simple mistake, someone having gotten their notes crossed from the previous event.

Or, he thought, restraining himself from glancing in his father's direction, it could have been deliberate. 

A cruel point to be made.

Either way, he would be sure to investigate.

But that would have to wait until later, as there was a much more pressing matter at hand.

"Xiansheng," he interjected politely to the second in command, keeping his voice soft enough that it wouldn't echo in the near-silent hall, "Perhaps it would be best for Nie-zongzhu to be escorted back to his room for a little peace and quiet to recover."

The second, a man with whom he'd never actually been friends, but had shared a mutually respectful relationship when other disciples had been much more condescending and rude, glanced around at all the staring spectators, then nodded and reached out to take hold of Nie Huaisang's wrist to stop his increasingly anxious searching.

A soft wave of murmured gossip went up at the gesture -more likely than not at the difference in size between the second's hand and the wrist he held- and Jin Guangyao bit his tongue to keep his ire from becoming evident in his expression. 

This vulnerability was something that belonged to him more than anyone else, even Nie Huaisang's own sect. He would not share it with the likes of anyone in this room.

Not even Er-ge.

Especially not his father.

"Lingyun, go with them," the second said, and one of the other disciples, a young man with a serious face but a bright gaze that spoke of an eagerness to do his assigned task well, saluted and stood.

"It- it's fine," Nie Huaisang said, his voice still faint and slightly wavery. "I'll be alright with San-ge, you don't need to go hungry on my account."

As the second had done before, this 'Lingyun' directed a distrustful glance towards the crowd. "I do not mind half a meal. But if Zongzhu prefers it, I will return to the hall once Zongzhu has been settled."

That seemed to be a good enough answer to placate his nerves, and when Jin Guangyao held out a hand, Nie Huaisang accepted the offered assistance. Once he was on his feet, the second let him go so the younger disciple could step in on his other side.

The movement broke the spell that had fallen over the banquet hall, and the two of them quickly herded Nie Huaisang out of the room before anyone could raise a protest to his leaving.

As he shut the hall door behind them, Jin Guangyao could feel the sharp prickle of many irate and envious stares piercing his back.

For once, he didn't care. Enjoyed it, even. Let them all chug vinegar that he was the one Nie Huaisang trusted to care for him while in such a state, rather than any of them.

They wound their way through mostly empty halls and were halfway to the wing for the visiting major guest sects when Nie Huaisang made a soft wounded noise and leaned against him. "San-ge, I'm sorry," he murmured, audibly trying to restrain himself from breaking down again. "I swore I would do well by Da-ge and not make a fool of myself on this trip."

Jin Guangyao put an arm around his waist to steady him and, once their escort said nothing about it, gave him a reassuring squeeze.

"It's not your fault," he said soothingly. "If anyone should apologize, it's me. I was sure I'd ordered a different dish for you, but-"

Nie Huaisang gave a small shake of his head, and though he made no verbal response, it was clear by his body language that he wasn't holding Jin Guangyao responsible for the error.

A relief.

A maid, young enough that she was likely a new hire for the banquet, met them at the door of Nie Huaisang's room and bowed. "Will Nie-zongzhu be requiring anything from the infirmary or kitchens?"

"A mild sedative and some chrysanthemum and wolfberry tea," Jin Guangyao said. "And something easy to eat that does not have beef or eggplant."

She bowed again and bustled off towards the kitchens.

Once she had disappeared around the corner, Nie Huaisang gently patted his disciple on the arm. "You can go back to dinner now."

Lingyun looked at his sect leader's still-unsteady hand, expression tightening in concern, but when Nie Huaisang gave him an encouraging little push, he nodded and bowed. "By your leave," he said, then turned to go.

Once they were alone inside the room and the door was closed behind them, Nie Huaisang turned to rest his forehead against Jin Guangyao's shoulder. "San-ge..."

"Shh." Jin Guangyao reached up and unfastened the younger man's guan, then began unpinning the bun of braids to let them fall.

The simple act of removing the most obvious sign of the sect leader position seemed to also remove the last of the anxious tension Nie Huaisang had been carrying in his body. He sighed, low and exhausted, and allowed Jin Guangyao to embrace him fully once the guan and pins had been laid aside.

This soft, quiet, completely earnest trust was another gesture that Jin Guangyao had absolutely no intention of letting anyone else experience, and though he was sincere in his caretaking, he couldn't resist reveling just a little bit in the warmth between them and the feeling of his fingers sliding through the loose sections of the other man's hair as smoothly as water.

"Come on," he finally said, walking backwards towards the bed and tugging Nie Huaisang along with him. "Boots and belt off, and I'll help you take your hair down the rest of the way."

"Okay," Nie Huaisang murmured, pulling away to begin removing his outer layers.

He'd just sat down on the bed and pushed off his boots when there was a knock.

"I'll get it," Jin Guangyao said when Nie Huaisang moved to stand. "You just stay put."

It was the young maid, with a tea tray that had a surprisingly large array of various dumplings and buns and sweets. "The meat ones are duck or pork only. I asked one of the cooks to open a few to double check," she said proudly.

He motioned her in to set the tray on the bedside table, then as he walked her back to the door, he handed her two silver taels from his sleeve. "One for you, one for the cook you spoke to. Thank you for your diligence," he said with a placid smile. "And let them know I said you could have two pastries as well."

Beaming, the girl bowed extra low in thanks, then left.

Jin Guangyao closed the door and returned to Nie Huaisang, who was looking at all the food with apprehension.

"You're going to help me eat this, right?"

"If that's what you prefer."

"Of course it is. There’s no way I can finish it myself, and you probably haven’t eaten at all yet, have you?”

Having undergone such an upsetting night and still concerned for him. Yet another small luxury he jealously hoarded.

“I have not,” he said as he turned and poured tea for Nie Huaisang, then handed him the cup and one of the small sedative vials from the tray. He allowed himself to steal a fleeting kiss on the cheek in the process, and took gratification in the small tentative smile it earned.

Slipping off his own boots, he took a seat behind the younger man and reached for a comb to begin unraveling the braids.

"I don't know what I'm going to do tomorrow," Nie Huaisang said after swallowing the dose of medication and taking a sip of tea to chase away the taste. "I should... I'm supposed to make up for causing a scene, right? Isn't that how it goes now?"

"You would be surprised how many don't bother," Jin Guangyao replied, managing to keep the bitterness out of his voice.

Though, in this particular case, he didn't want Nie Huaisang to make such an offer. There were too many, his father in particular, who would be all too happy to take advantage of it after what they'd witnessed tonight, and he had no intention of letting that happen.

"Simply apologize and say that you are yourself again and will be conducting your part of the discussions with the appropriate decorum."

"Okay."

And while Nie Huaisang was thinking about how to word his apology, Jin Guangyao would be thinking about how to keep a pack of scavengers from touching what was his.

[just-another-author-i-guess]

The unholy

Also posted on my wattpad account; diontanysus

Warnings: she/her pronounced reader, I think I accidentally gave Jungkook a choking kink ups, needles and stuff, don’t read if you don’t like needles, more making out, everyone’s still horny idk what to tell you, y/n is bi bc I make the rules, dry humping? Almost prison sex?? Also I did not edit it through bc I’m tired

Pairing: bts ot7 x reader, nun! reader, princess! reader, vampire! Jin x reader, hybrid! Namjoon x reader, hybrid! Yoongi x reader, vampire! Hoseok x reader, vampire! Jimin x reader, hybrid! Taehyung x reader, hybrid! Jungkook x reader

Parts: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 -

Author’s note: tw/mental health stuff: so after a long ass break (what has it been? Almost two years?) I sincerely apologize for not being active at all. My mental health has just continued to go downhill during the pandemic (I hope all of you are healthy and well!) but lately I’ve been gaining some motivation to write back. My mental illness has made me unable to actually enjoy any of my old hobbies so finally starting to enjoy writing again feels amazing. However, I’m really sorry to say that this series probably won’t be continued for that much longer bc tbh I have no idea where I’m going with it. I’ll try to update when I can, but don’t expect much haha. High school is extremely draining rn, I have sm homework I need to do. Also sorry for the short chapter- this has been in my drafts for like 2 years and I finally decided to finish it. Also I feel like I should apologize for not answering my dm’s. So to everyone who has sent me something I’ll start to look at it now that I’m back, I’m really sorry for the long waiting time <3 anyways, here’s the chapter I’ve been owing you guys for like forever. I hope you enjoy! (:

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The intensity in Jeongguk’s kiss was unreal, it was almost like he could swallow you whole through it. His hands had snaked out through the bars, wrapping around your smaller body and pulling you flush against them.

Strangely, Jeongguk was not cold like the rest of them, he seemed so warm and inviting, you couldn’t help but blindly obligate when he gently squeezed around your throat, positioning it how he wanted it.

Before long, his mouth started to slip from your mouth, parting with a sigh as he kissed down your cheek and neck, licking stripes as he went along.

When he found the spot he wanted, his grip around you neck tightened, cutting off enough air to have you slightly panting in his ear, as he began to encircle the spot with his tongue before sucking purple and blue bruises into your skin.

You couldn’t help but let out a small, shaky moan at the sensations Jeongguk’s mouth created on your skin, and it wasn’t long before you were desperately gripping his collar trying to pull him even closer, cursing the cool bars between you.

Jeongguk adjusted your head, a little more rough this time, his patience was running out and by now you could feel the two sharp fangs poking at your skin.

With a low whine, you turned your neck, blotting it even more for him, and you felt chills run through you as he deeply moaned into you neck.

“Shit,” he groaned, when your scent hit him, even stronger than before.

Without warning, he let his fangs sink into your skin, enjoying the small noises you made, as his one hand came down to grip at you hips, pressing them up against his own.

Blood flowed from your new wounds, painting his mouth, your clothes and your dress with crimson, as you felt him gulp it down, gripping you harder and harder with each gulp, as he began slowly rutting his hips forward and into yours.

The friction, made a shaky whine slip out of your lips, as he pressed you harder against the bars, thrusting harder forward as he drank, until his thrusts had become so violent that the whole cage he was trapped in began to rock along.

You felt his bulge grow harder and much larger than you would expect, as you felt yourself simultaneously grow hotter and fog began to clout your mind, as more and more blood left your body.

Your eyes slipped close, the warm feelings consuming you, as your lower half did it’s best to keep up with Jeongguk’s almost animalistic thrusts, when suddenly in the midsts of your euphoria the sound of a door being ripped open caught you ears, and Jeongguk tore his mouth from your neck, your body falling forwards and slumping against the bars.

“Jeongguk! Jeongguk, I swear if you just as much as touched her I will rip your fangs out a shove them up your ass-“ the gruff voice was cut off, as the person behind it came to a stop.

“Y-Yoongi hyung,” Jeongguk rasped, clutching your body, as you fought to stay awake just a little longer, blood leaking from your fresh bite wound in violent streams.

You were ripped from the warmth that was Jeongguk, colliding with a stone hard, cold chest. Even in your weak state, you struggled to get out of his grip, how his fingers tightened around your arms when the smell of blood and arousal hit his nose. His fingers were slender and his nails dug into your skin, carving out flesh and leaving moon-shaped nail prints behind.

He was cold and almost repellent, but he was still the one thing keeping you from tumbling to the floor, even when your legs gave out and you were just hanging loosely in his grip.

Once again your body had become that of a ragdoll, as your thought process slowed and you had to blink a couple of times to clear your head and vision, for the cloudiness creeping in the corners of it.

“As soon as we leave you alone! Unbelievable! Jin-hyung is gonna have a fucking aneurysm because of you!”

Jeongguk’s head bowed down, seemingly in false shame as his elder scolded him, becoming increasingly more worried as the situation got more time to sink in.

You know you should have been ashamed as well, throwing yourself at a man you barely met a couple hours ago, but still the only feeling you were able to dig up was annoyance.

Who was he, to stand there and scold Jeongguk? Acting so self righteous, like he wouldn’t do the same if he had the chance. It made you want to roll your eyes, like some spoiled teenager.

You noticed a chance in Yoongi’s grip, when he started to turn around, hoisting you up by holding you underneath your arms and legs, and even if you didn’t want to be picked up, you knew better than to struggle more in the cold vampires grip.

A chill shot through you, the feeling of being completely surrounded by his cold aura so much more different than the warm, almost sweet fragrance that Jeongguk carried around.

You looked back over his shoulder, as he started to walk, catching a glimpse of Jeongguk standing still pressed up against the cage. His head was hanging low, as if he was affected by the scolding, but his lips bore a smirk proving that he wasn’t. He was satiated. For now.

Your eyes locked with his, just as Yoongi slammed the door shut with the back of his foot, and continued up the stairs, carelessly holding you like you were a pillow, or something meant to toss around.

“I can walk,” Your mouth moved on it’s own accord, but you meant the words nonetheless.

To your surprise, Yoongi let out a snort. Apparently, your words were the funniest thing he had heard all day.

“The second I let you down, you’re gonna run right back down in that cellar,” he spoke calmly, but he had a way of pronouncing every word that made it clear he was angry with you still.

You furrowed your brows, angrily kicking your legs in the air, demanding to be let down.

“How could you possibly know that?” You huffed, as you struggled in his grip.

The corners of his mouth moved up, just the slightest, but enough for you to notice and question what exactly he found so funny about this whole situation.

He stopped walking, suddenly, making your head bump against his chest rather harshly.

“You have no idea how stupid you sound, do you?”

“What do you mean-“ your traitorous mouth, spoke up again, ignoring the fact that it was the sole reason you were landed in this mess to behind with.

He shot you a sharp glare, forcing you to stop mid sentence, as you looked up at him, expecting some kind of scolding, like the one he’d given Jeongguk.

“You have no idea how dangerous that situation was, stop thinking I just ruined your little romantic moment when I saved your life. If it weren’t for my interference, your head would be rolling around on the floor right now. Is that what you want, huh?”

Even though your mind actively fought against his words, you knew they were right.

What were you thinking?

If it weren’t for Jeongguk, and his stupidly enchanting voice you would never normally have gotten yourself into a situation like that. These creatures were so powerful, and yet you acted so carelessly around them.

“Are you going to stop fighting me now?” His voice was back to the tired, monotone state you had heard him speak in before.

It took you a minute or so, but finally you nodded and Yoongi let out a sigh, satisfied with his own doing.

He carried you through the halls of the castle, for what felt like forever. Your head lolled back into his chest as you let yourself relax, just taking in the magnificent interior of their home.

He finally stopped, when he was just outside the room you’d first met Jeongguk. Without lifting a single finger from you, he concentrated deeply on a little mark on the door. It looked to be scratched into the wood, probably by a knife, but the details in it was what really caught your attention.

It glowed a faint purple, letting you see all the small  intricate designs that adored it. You were surprised something so small could have so much detail, it would take someone with expert eyes to carve it. But then again, all the house residents seemed to inhabit some sort of magic. Their eyes probably worked a thousand times better than yours.

Suddenly the door flung open, making you jump a little in Yoongi’s grip. You looked up at him startled, noticing how his eyes glowed the same faint purple. You blinked to make sure what you saw was true, but as soon as your eyes opened again, the purple was gone and his irises was back to the same warm brown they had always been.

You looked at him intently, as he stepped into the room. You knew he could feel you looking at him but chose to ignore it, he probably knew you saw his eyes change color too. You wanted to ask into it more than anything, but your mouth was dry and you couldn’t find the right words. You opened your mouth to speak, but closed it again and decided to let the case rest until later.

You heard the door slam shut behind him as he gently dumped you on a hospital bed, standing in a corner of the room.

“And why exactly am I here?” You scoffed. “Am I going to take part in another messed up experiment?”

Yoongi shook his head. “Stop talking. It’s annoying.” He said, back turned to you as he fumbled with some glasses on a small table with wheels.

“Aw, Yoongi-hyung! Don’t be such a bore, tell this lovely little thing why she’s here. She’s just dying to know,” a voice came from behind you, you shrieked and swiftly turned around to face whoever was hiding in the shadows, almost falling off the side of the hospital bed in the process.

Yoongi hummed, still not turning around. “Oh. When did you get back, Jiminnie?” He said, trying to conceal how funny he found your scared shriek.

The so called Jiminnie, stepped out of the shadows, finally allowing you to see him in the industrial lights that was hanging in the ceiling.

Your mouth opened. He was absolutely gorgeous, they all were, but this one had an entirely new aura to him. His features were sharp, and slightly feline-like. He held his head high, making it seem like he was the most important person in the room (and he probably was) but also allowing you a good view of his sharp jawline. A jawline you could cut yourself on, you were sure. His hair, was what puzzled you the most. It fell just over his eyes, grazing his high cheekbones. It was longer in the front and shorter in the back, looking soft to the touch. If he shook his head, maybe you would be able to smell the hair rinse he used. But it was blonde l, unnaturally so. You could just barely see his dark roots. Never had you heard of extracting color from ones hair, not without magic at least. A flush rose to your cheeks, when you realized he must have been a very trained magician.

“Precisely an hour ago. The Darklands were nice, but when I heard about all the ruckus Jin-hyung had started I needed to see it for myself,” He stepped closer to you, you scooted back but he was quicker. With inhuman speed he grabbed your chin between his pointer and thumb, holding it with just enough force to let you know not to move.

He examined you closely, you stared back at him like a deer caught in headlights, taking mental notice of the blue and golden rings that swirled around inside his otherwise brown eyes. “He sure has taste, the old man. She’s pretty, but did she really cause such a big fuss? I can’t imagine something so fragile.. so cute, could do any harm? Hm?”

He looked at you as he spoke, but his words were directed at Yoongi. You furrowed your eyebrows, not quite fond of the way he treated you like some sort of animal.

You put your hand on his, noticing how it was cold like Yoongi’s. “Who even are you?” You said, eyeing him suspiciously. You tried to pry his hand off, but it didn’t budge. He watched you struggle for a bit, before chuckling and finally letting go.

“My apologies, darling. I’m Jimin, at your service,” he bowed deeply, almost mockingly, the wide grin never leaving his lips.

“U-uh, (y/n) at yours,” you said, not used to such formal greetings.

Jimin winked at you as he stood up, before walking over to Yoongi and slinging an arm around him.

Yoongi let out an irritated huff. “Watch it. I can’t get this stuff anywhere, it stains like crazy.”

Jimin tsk’d. “Yoongi-hyung. Always so serious,” he drawled, fake pouting. “

“Someone has to keep it together around here, Jin brings in one simple human and everyone loses their damn sanity. It’s like working with a bunch of children.. very stupid children,” you couldn’t help the pout that spread over your lips, when he referred to you as a “simple human”.

Jimin threw his head back in laughter, a rather lovely sound that made you think of strawberries and sweet tea on a hot summer day.

Yoongi turned around to face you, holding a vile of some strange looking purple-ish liquid. “It is actually good you’re here though, Jin-hyung asked me to conduct the experiment again when you came. And since you’re here, sit down, next to (y/n) and I’ll make this as quick as possible.”

Jimin hummed in agreement and sat down next to you, you felt the mattress dip slightly beneath him.

Yoongi reached behind him and grabbed a syringe, also filled with the purple liquid but something seemed slightly off about it. The syringe seemed to have a purple glow that the vile didn’t have, not to mention the blue ropes of whatever swirling around inside it.

You held your breath as he approached, eyes trained on the syringe. You closed your eyes tightly, as he approached you first, waiting to feel the pain of the syringe penetrating your skin.

When you felt the cold glass of the vile press against your lips, you let out a small relieved sigh. “Open.” Yoongi instructed, and you did as told.

The liquid inside was cold as well, it tasted a bit like candle wax but you swallowed it anyways, scrunching up your nose in the process.

You opened your eyes when you felt Yoongi move, removing the vile from you and moving on the Jimin. He was already holding his forearm out to Yoongi, having rolled up his white sleeve. You looked on curiously as Yoongi quickly stuck the needle into his skin, directly into a vein. Jimin tensed up, letting out a strained groan as the liquid filled his veins. He pressed a hand to his forearm, long nails digging into his own skin and leaving deep marks that would heal just a moment after.

“Don’t worry, doll-face. It doesn’t even hurt,” he grunted as Yoongi emptied the syringe and pulled it out.

Yoongi shook his head. “Don’t lie to yourself, Jiminnie. Here, drink this,” he said and handed Jimin your vile, barely any purple liquid left in it.

He quickly grabbed it and downed the rest, the unmistakeable clinking of sharp fangs against glass filled the room. He slurped loudly when the vile was empty and turned to you. His eyes were now almost consumed by the blue and gold, fangs protruding from his lip.

You felt a tingling sensation all around your body, your brain turned to static as you stared into the reflection of yourself in Jimin’s colorful eyes. You felt the hair on the back of your neck rise, you blinked a couple times but the world seemed to be in slow motion. You reached for Jimin, your hand feeling heavy just to lift.

“Do it. Now,” You faintly heard Yoongi in the background and suddenly Jimin was grabbing you by the waist and hoisting you up on his lap. He tilted you backwards and used one of his hands to move your head to get as much access to your neck as he could.

You whined, not really sure if it was out of disagreement or contentment. You felt his cold breath on your neck, his wet tongue licking a long, thick stripe up your neck before his fangs graced your skin. He didn’t hesitate further, letting his fangs sink into your putty-like skin with a content moan.

He held you closely to him as you laid spread out over his lap, you closed your eyes as your head lolled back. You felt the blood pumping in your veins and leaving your body, you felt his icy hands grasping your side and your jaw.

A new, cold feeling spread from his fangs and through your body and suddenly your consciousness was back. You sat up a bit more, grasping his shoulders with a gasp as you felt the familiar pleasure of being bitten but just as you started to enjoy yourself, he pulled away with a long moan. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as he dried the corners of his mouth with his sleeve.

“Hm, thank you, pretty one. You are absolutely exquisite,” he panted, looking down at you with doe eyes. They were back to their normal color, or what could be considered a normal color for a wizard-vampire creature you assumed.

You let out a disappointing huff, cheeks tinted red from the compliment. “Oh? Are you not satisfied, dear?” He asked smugly, a mischievous shine in his eyes.

“Oh no, she’s had more than enough already. You did well, Jimin.” Yoongi cut in, handing you a plate of clementines that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.

You gingerly took the plate from him, immediately popping a slice of clementine in your mouth, smiling to yourself as the sweet juices filled your mouth.

Jimin hummed at Yoongi’s compliment and gently ushered you from his lap, onto the bed again.

“This is the first experiment that went genuinely well, or without our subject passing out,” Yoongi said, furiously writing down in a notebook.

“Oh?” Jimin said, quickly jumping off the bed and moving behind Yoongi to see his notes. He snorted, rather loudly. “Jeongguk almost ate her alive, I see. Rather bold of you to conduct an experiment with him in the first place,”

Yoongi elbowed him and swiftly closed the notebook. “Shut up.” He muttered.

You stared at the two as they bickered, Jimin catching your eyes and winking again. “Eat up, dearie. You need the strength,” he said in a singsong voice, fingers drumming on Yoongi’s shoulder.

You nodded, a little embarrassed at getting caught staring and went back to your clementines.

“So. Jimin is a warlock?”

“Mhm.” Namjoon nodded, eyes not leaving his book. The two of you were spread across a couch in front of the fireplace. You had been a bit weary about turning it on, fearing that it would somehow interfere wrongly with Namjoon’s icy body temperature but he assured you it made no different.

Your head was in his lap as you stared up at the backside of the book he was reading; Anatomicum: a guide to resurrection and the art of the human viscera.

“Actually, Jimin is older than a lot of us. On the inside at least, physically not so much,” Namjoon said, licking his finger as he turned a page. “He was one of Jin’s first experiments, of course with consent, he wanted to temper with warlock DNA and as you probably have noticed, Jimin is indeed also a creature of the night,” Namjoon smiled. “A vampire, as you put it.”

You snuggled further into his lap, your back completely turned to the hot fire. “Is Yoongi also one then? A warlock?” You mumbled tiredly, knowing Namjoon’s inhumanely good ears would pick up on it wether you spoke a bit quieter or not.

Namjoon opened his mouth, but closed it again. He let out a breath through his nose, before he spoke. “No. Yoongi is.. special in his own way.”

You huffed at his vague answer. “That certainly clears things up, thank you, Joon.” You said, voice dripping with sarcasm.

Namjoon chuckled. “He will tell you, if you survive long enough that is.” He said jokingly, closing his book.

You shut up, almost banging your head on his book. “I’m so tired!” You whined. “No one here tells me anything! First I get kidnapped, then I get almost killed on multiple occasions, the least I deserve is an answer, don’t you think?!” You raised your voice as you spoke, dramatically throwing yourself across the couch, away from Namjoon.

“I-I get pushed around, I have no idea what’s going on, I’m hungry, I’m scared and every time one of you do something to me it’s my fault?! I can’t- I won’t just sit by forever while you conduct your vile experiments on me!” You felt the tears well up in your eyes, the more you thought about it, until you were violently sobbing.

You sat up and pulled your knees to your chest, burying your face in them in the process. Hot, warm tears streamed down your face as the reality finally sunk in.

Surely, you were gonna die here. You couldn’t even go back home with everyone thinking you killed the high priestess, but right now you wanted nothing more than to bury yourself under the covers of your bed back at the monastery. You missed your roommates too, they had been kind to you even though you initially had expressed no interest in the church.

You even missed your parents who sent you away to that awful monastery to begin with.

The thoughts only made you cry harder, until your body was shaking and you struggled to breathe. Your cheeks were red in embarrassment, but you couldn’t stop the tears from flowing over, your loud wailing echoing in the room.

He calmly looked on as you threw your fit. “Curious things, humans, aren’t they?” He said, mostly to himself. “Alright, ask me a question and I will answer as truthfully as I’m allowed.”

You sniffled, lifting your tear stained face from your knees. A bit of snot was hanging from your nose and quickly you wiped it away, an embarrassed laughed leaving your lips once you finally stopped crying.

“Well..” you pretended to think deeply for a moment. “I wanna know what Yoongi did to me down in the lap, it seems to be the first time my life having been hanging by a thread.” You said, wiping your eyes with your sleeves.

Namjoon smiled, dimples wide on display. “This, I can answer!” He clapped his hands together, excited to talk about his favorite subject; potions.

“I’m guessing Yoongi gave you the purple colored liquid?” Namjoon asked, tilting his head as he scooted closer to you.

You nodded, looking up at him with big doe eyes.

“Alright, well, I told you about the poisons, yeah? Of course I did. So, the purple liquid was actually another sample of Jeongguk’s venom, you know the one that makes you really tired? Yoongi probably mixed it with herbs, since the raw stuff would be way too strong for you, and that’s why it’s purple. The injections he gave Jimin, was simply to boost is fangs and blood hunger to make the experiment quicker. If I know Yoongi well, and I do, he probably gave Jimin a sample of the venom too, to see if it has any affects on the process-“

You put a gently hand on his cheek, cutting off his rambling. He looked at you, confused. “But why? What was the point of this experiment?” You asked, voice a bit raw from crying.

“Oh,” Namjoon chuckled. “You see, Jimin’s poison has a cancelling effect on other poisons, without other poisons in your system it could be extremely dangerous as it will also cancel out your blood flow amongst other things, but as a cure for a larger number of other poisons it works quite well. The experiment was simply to test if he could drain Jeongguk’s poison from you. It seems the experiment was quite successful,” he tilted his head. “How are you feeling?”

You closed your eyes for a moment, leaning back on the couch as you tried to connect with your body. “Tired. But not in a poisonous way, I guess. Just tired as in its-late-and-I-should-sleep kinda way.”

“That’s good. Means Jin’s theory’s were right, they have never been wrong though. I mean, they are always mostly right,” he chuckled.

“Hm,” you hummed, leaning your head on his shoulder. You stayed like that, watching the fire with heavy eyelids, just enjoying the quiet.

You were almost asleep, when the door was swung open. Swift steps made their way over to the couch and you recognized a familiar smell of iron.

“Lady (y/n)!” Aera beamed, standing over you.

You sad up and looked around groggily, realizing that Namjoon was no longer with you but someone, you suspected him as the culprit, had placed a blanket over you.

“Ohh you look so cute when you’re tired! I could just about eat you whole!” She giggled and you looked at her startled, not quite sure if she was joking or not.

She pinched your red cheeks, running her other hand down your neck. “No time to sleep! The night is still young and you have a dinner to get ready for,” she said, tone slightly scolding.

In your tired state, you leaned your head on her hand, making her smile appear even wider. “Come now, plaything, we have much to do to get you looking presentable,” she teased and pulled you up by the hands, wrapping an arm around your waist.

“Dinner?” You asked as she guided you our the doors of the library and down the hall.

“A dinner, yes! Ohh! I’m just so excited to see the other lords react to you, little bunny!” She giggled, taking quickly off down the hall with you safely fastened in her arms.

To be continued..