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[mikashisus]

THUS ALWAYS TO TYRANTS

SYNOPSIS. fate and time were tricky. barbatos was more than familiar with both, as his own fate had been tampered with long ago. but now, a mortal has passed through the barrier he was meant to safeguard, and the heavens are lashing out at him for his mistakes. amidst it all, he fails in yet another duty— keeping mondstadt safe from a threat that has been brewing under the surface since the death of an ancient god king. and gods… does he have a colossal mess to clean up.

PAIRING. venti x fem!reader

CONTAINS. blood + injury, violence, panic attacks, lots of self deprecation, imagery of suffocating + drowning, loss of limbs, implied self harm, excessive vomiting, barbatos almost fucking dies. - (more added later if needed)

NOTES. had a great idea of making a time travel au while writing clipped wings (a venti fic i decided to discontinue), but it didn’t rlly make sense for me to implement it into that fic, so i decided to make it its own fic instead. (see chapter 1 for more notes.) HUGE thank u to mira @m1ckeyb3rry for the header!! ilysm <3

playlist | tavern playlist | ao3

01: the moon will sing a song for me

02: my feet knew the path we walked in the dark

02.5: my heart knew the weight

03: i loved you like the sun

04: i shine only with the light you gave me

05: you hoarded all that’s left of me - alternate ending

TAGLIST. @wystiix @kazuinvocation @pixelcafe-network @daydreaming-paradies @gl4di0lus @pneumosia

© 2024 mikashisus. do not plagiarize, copy, repost, feed to ai, or translate my works to any other platforms.

[ohdearlucifer]

⨯⁺ⵌॱ˖ I don't need any golden ticket

𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 i𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 🍀˒ ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ❀𓂅˚

⧣₊˚ ILLIƬ 𝜗𝜚 𓄴 A. 02/24 ɞ 𓄵

[butterbananabread]

Boys will be boys. {Y.Jeongin}

Pairing : Jeongin x fem!reader WC : 5k SS : 23 Genre : angst, fluff, smau Warning : car accident, fluff, angst

The sky darkens as you stand on the porch of the restaurant, phone in hand. The hour passes quickly, and you check your messages from time to time to see if you've gotten any response from your boyfriend, but nothing. You have nothing. So you wait, occasionally looking at the street in front of you as it empties because of the rain. People run for cover under bus stops, some decide to wait out the rain in shops or go in and buy an umbrella. You bite your lower lip, ignoring the sounds of cars rattling away from reckless pedestrians, and grip your phone a little tighter.

"Miss?"

The doorman's voice is oddly soft, reassuring. You turn to him and your eyes meet his. Pity is the first thing you see in him. And you can't even get angry. All you feel is humiliation. Your eyes water and you shake your head before he can speak.

"Can I sit at the table already? And order some food, please?" you whimper, almost crying.

"I'm sorry, your table was given a few hours ago, Miss…" His voice is so low that you can barely hear him. He's as embarrassed as you are by everything that's going on. So you nod, realizing it's too late, and make your way home. The rain doesn't bother you. The doorman's words make you forget about your phone, which you put in your jacket pocket.

Your boyfriend Jeongin didn't show up. This is the third date you've arranged with him. You've booked a nice restaurant and picked your best clothes, but all you get is silence and excuses from your boyfriend. You find it hard to believe him, to listen to his words without feeling like a bomb is building in your head, ready to explode at any moment. Feelings that merge between the passion and love you feel for him and the anger of his actions. The raindrops that fall on your eyes help to soothe your feelings, slowly washing away your frustration.

Back home, after your hot shower, dressed in the nightgown you bought especially for this evening, you sit down on the sofa. Your hand reaches into the pocket of the wet jacket you left on the living room floor, letting it soak the hardwood floors as you reach for your phone to send him a message.

9:43 pm Y/n - Hey, are you okay? Innie, are you ever going to write me back?

You turn the conversation up and wait for a reply from him. You've been sending him messages for three hours. He hasn't replied, but he's read them all. Your nose wrinkles in disbelief at his actions. Is he trying to dump you? That wouldn't be his style, and more importantly, you don't really understand why he wouldn't just be upfront about it. Jeongin has never been the kind of guy to make others suffer on purpose. At least you've never seen him like that. You sniffle, tuck a strand of wet hair behind your ear, and decide to write to someone else.

Two years ago...

Everyone pushes to the front of the store while you wait by the door, your drink in hand. You sip the liquid through the straw, lowering your sunglasses a little to watch the world rush by the new Louis Vuitton collection. The store is getting crowded because, apparently, a celebrity is planning to drop by to promote the new bags, and many fans are jostling to be there during the promotion. The chance to get up close and personal with their idol. Yet you turn on your heels and walk away to another store, bringing your phone to your lips after dropping the straw.

“The new bag will be promoted through a celebrity, Louis Vuitton's surge in popularity towards a female and less affluent audience seems to be accentuated through the same ambassador.” You ramble on in your recording, trying to keep in mind sales figures before today in the hope of being able to compare before and after. As a fashion enthusiast, you like to do your little research in your corner, playing fashion journalist in your spare time alongside your accounting studies.

Your footsteps take you to another store and you smile softly, throwing away the drink you've just finished so as not to risk soiling the clothes inside. You're not rich, at least not rich enough to afford the clothes in there. You owe most of your wardrobe to friends who have much more money than you, to thrift shops and to your sewing skills, which you like to use to imitate luxury clothes. As long as it's an imitation, and you don't sell it or lie and say it's haute couture, you're in the clear. Right?

You hum as you walk through the premises, letting your eyes explore the sections in search of a rare, beautiful item, a garment that would make you want to copy, to recreate just for you. And finally, you find a pearl: shoes with a unique design that make you laugh softly. It's not something you see yourself wearing or even buying or copying, but you want to take a photo, send it to your friends just to show them your find and laugh along with them. However, as your hand rests on the shoes, another rests on yours. Apparently, the pair has attracted someone else.

You turn your head towards the person, quickly withdrawing your hand ready to apologize for your action and tell the person they can take the shoes when your eyes meet and you widen in surprise. The man has the same reaction as you as he scrutinizes you for a few seconds.

Matching.

You both matched.

Your imitation Alexander McQueen houndstooth dress that came to mid-thigh, your semi-opaque black polka-dot tights, your frilly black long socks, your black Mary-Janes and your black tweed jacket with silver buttons were a perfect match for his outfit. Wide black pants that half hide his black shoes with silver laces, his black top pressed against his body, his houndstooth jacket delicately draped over his shoulders, his silver belt adding a little color to the whole. A smile devours your lips as you hesitate a little before taking a step towards him. This kind of coincidence only happens in romantic movies. But you know that your life isn't a romantic movie. It never will be and you don't care that much about romance.

"We match, it's fun. You can take the shoes, I just wanted to take a picture, sorry. Can I take a picture of our outfits? I want to show my friends that I ran into someone who dresses like me?" He seems hesitant, has a mask over his face and tilts his head limply. Does he not speak your language? Or does he just not like the idea of having his photo taken by a stranger? You bite your lip softly, trying to calm your glee. "I won't take your face in, just your outfit. Promise."

As if he realizes you're not planning to let go until you get your picture, he nods and agrees to take the photo with you and as promised, you don't put his face in the picture. Just his body, so that he remains anonymous. Without waiting too long, you rush to send the photo to your best friend, all smiles.

“It's not every day I come across people who are this well-matched to me.”

“Can I have the picture too?” He speaks hesitantly and you look up at him for a few seconds, surprised. His voice is soft and his accent is easily perceptible. Perhaps the reason for his hesitation was mainly that he doesn't speak the same language as you? In any case, you can't help but find him cute, you smile a little more, soft blushes kissing your cheeks as you nod, giving him your approval for the photo.

After the photo, you took the time to chat. You began to speak more slowly, as if to give him time to understand you better and follow your rhythm.

He often lets out onomatopoeia to validate your words, as if he's a little embarrassed to speak. From time to time, you see him tapping on his phone before answering. It's as if he's looking for the translation of a word or is unsure of everything you're saying, but he's always invested in your words about fashio.

The two of you discover a lot of common ground as you lead him in the direction of a small French café. Without even realizing it, you've been spending two hours together, talking about everything and anything.

“Oh, in all this I realize I haven't even introduced myself, I'm Y/L/N Y/N, delighted to meet you. And you are?”

He seems to take a little time, hesitating a little as he looks left and right and you realize he still hasn't removed his mask from his face.

“Are you sick?”

He shakes his head and clears his throat before settling a little more comfortably into the chair on the terrace of the little café. The place is pretty empty, as everyone is focused on the Louis Vuitton store at the moment.

“Yang Bob. Nice to meet you.” You purse your lips and squint. He feels a shiver run down his back under your gaze.

“Korean?” He nods and you puff out your chest with pride at having managed to guess while you order a pastry and a drink, he does the same, a little more hesitant even as his gaze on you grows longer, more interested.

Yet, even if the mood isn't heavy, something seems to be bothering him and you can't guess what it is. You tilt your head for a few seconds, playing with the bouquet of flowers in front of you on the table. Your fingers caress the petals as you hum along to the Edith Piaf song playing in the background. You know it by heart from all the times you've come to this little café with your friends, and you've had fun looking up the lyrics on the Internet to understand the depth of the music and, above all, what she was singing. Around you, most of the tables are empty, it's not time for a coffee and everyone is busy elsewhere. You like this idea of having a moment of solitude and peace and….

You straighten up, looking up at him, and he flinches at your reaction. All along, he's been concentrating on you. Watching the way you blink as you admire the flowers, the way you press your lips together to hum the music, trying not to start singing for fear of mispronouncing the words, the delicacy of your fingers on the flower petals, so seeing you straighten up like this has surprised him and he clenches his fists, terrified of the words that are about to come out of your mouth.

“Is it because it's a date? Is that why you're uncomfortable? Maybe you want me to leave? I just wanted to show you the café, it's a nice place and from talking I got thirsty and- my purpose is in no way to force you to have a date with me.”

He laughs a little, his shoulders slackening and he shakes his head, his bangs hiding part of his eyes as he looks at you, amused by your words while you're in full inner panic at the idea of having said something stupid or done something stupid with him. His eyes shine with a mocking, mischievous gleam as he leans forward, his elbow against the table and his cheek against the palm of his hand. Suddenly, he seems to have gained all the confidence in the world while you feel lost, uncomfortable staring straight at him, searching for a logic to his reaction and not knowing what to do.

“What if I want it to be a date?”

You open your mouth before closing it again. His curly, light-brown hair delicately encircles his face, his brown eyes are bewitching and you feel like you'd lose your words if you looked at him too long. Clearly, you wouldn't mind a date with a man like him. You play with the menu on the table and look down a little, searching for your words.

“I guess the fact that our clothes match is a sign of fate, then.”

The apartment door opens on Jeongin, and he carefully pokes his head through to the other side. The place looks quiet except for the noises in the kitchen and the smell of coffee wafting through the air. He smiles softly as he enters and removes his shoes, the bouquet of flowers in his hands he clutches to his chest, nervous as he rehearses his text in his head, trying his best to remember what he needs to say to you to apologize for not being there for you the night before. He drops a plastic bag on the living room table, the bag containing food for the two of you, he thought he'd come before you were up, but he seems to have been late even for that.

“Babe, I brought break-” His voice rises in the treble and he drops the bouquet of flowers as he sees Henry, your best friend, in the kitchen, making coffee. His hair is still wet from his shower, he's wearing a black tank top and black jogging pants. The guest brings the glass of coffee to his lips as he turns to the voice, a little tired from his trip. But before Henry can say a word, Jeongin starts running in his direction, grabs him by the collar of his top and Henry drops his coffee cup: the cup shatters, the coffee spills onto the floor and Henry opens his eyes wide in shock, his leg slightly burnt by the hot coffee. Jeongin pins him against the wall, anger shining in his eyes along with frustration.

“Who are you? What are you doing here? What are you doing at my girlfriend's house?” His voice is cold, full of rage, he sounds like he's about to rip Henry's head off as you're awakened by the noise, coming out of your room still wrapped in the blanket. “Innie?! What are you doing? Let go of him! You'll hurt him!” You cough, your throat burning from your panic. The door opens once more, this time on Anny who arrives and looks at everyone, forgetting to take off her shoes as she rushes to the room. She's short of breath at the sight and before anyone can speak, Anny raises her hand, coming to slap you.

“How dare you cheat on Jeongjeong!”

“Oh the old hag, she'd better never touch my best friend like that again, if she doesn't want to end up six feet under.” Henry's voice drops into the depths as he pushes Jeongin free of his grip on him and runs to you to get a look at your cheek. “Best friend?” Jeongin blinks, trying to get things straight in his head as he tries to take in everything that's going on.

Finally, Henry, Anny and you go and sit on the sofa while Jeongin cleans the kitchen floor. His face is red with shame and his eyes wet with guilt.

You rub your cheek and avoid looking at Anny, who's frustrated enough as it is. Things are piling up about her and you're still trying to see one positive thing about her.

When Jeongin has finished cleaning up, he washes his hands and approaches you, gently caressing your cheek as he looks straight into your eyes. You can read the fear in his eyes, his hands tremble and his lower lip trembles under his desire to cry, to snuggle in your arms and beg you to excuse him. But he doesn't. Because he doesn't feel like showing off like this in front of everyone.

“Go away.”

“Babe-”

“No. Don't 'babe' me. Go away, Jeongin. You and Anny. Get out of my house. I don't want to see you. Just leave. All of you!” Your voice vibrates, anger burning inside you as you point to the door. Jeongin tries to approach, to take you against him, but Henry gets up and pushes him away from you, heading for the door with Jeongin.

“She told us to leave, so we'll listen to her wisely, hm?” Henry's tone left no room for refusal as he walked out with Anny and Jeongin, leaving you alone. And all you can do is cry.

Two years ago...

What an idea on Henry's part, to start fitness without doing the slightest bit of research first, all so he could go with his fiancé. You sigh, wrapping your index finger around a lock of hair. You enter your town's sporting goods store, your gaze on your phone as you read the list of products your friend needs for his workouts and the proteins he needs to start taking. A long sigh leaves your pink lips as you walk through the premises, smiling politely at the employees as you search for what you need.

Finding the protein he needs, you smile as you pick up the jar and look at it for a few seconds, tilting your head gently. You don't understand any of this stuff, but if it's what he wants, you can't see yourself not buying it for him. You feel a strange tingling at your side, as if someone is watching you. So slowly, a little nervously, you raise your head to smile at the person beside you, no doubt a salesman trying to inform you. But then you open your mouth, recognizing one of the boys who was with Bob during your date with him. You smile, eyes twinkling as he backs away a little as soon as he notices you recognize him and bows his head, hiding by pulling his cap down over his eyes.

“You're a friend of Bob's, aren't you? I'm the girl from the café.” You speak, trying to understand his reaction, why he's fleeing your gaze. You purse your lips, hoping your Korean isn't too terrible and being careful to use the polite form, given that you don't know his age. The man blinks when he hears you speak and lets out an “oooh” before looking at you, raising his eyes to yours.

“Hi, I didn't recognize you right away. I was just- I wanted to know if these proteins are good or not.” He points to the jar in your hands and you lower your head to it with a shrug. It's a local brand. That's all you know. The rest is a blur, the explanations at the back too complex for you.

“I couldn't say, it's for my friend, not for me. Ah, can I ask you a favor?”

He raises an eyebrow as you put the jar down again to grab a piece of paper from your bag and you quickly write your phone number on it before handing him the paper, all smiles. “My meeting with Bob went well, but I never got around to giving him my number. Finding you here is a bit of a sign of fate, isn't it? I'd be a fool not to take advantage of it. Could you give him my number, please? I'd really like to get to know him better and spend some time with him.”

After giving him the number, you pick up the jar of protein and let your gaze rest on the muscular arms of the man beside you. Clearly, he must love sports, given his physique. You smile a little more, your eyes shining. Just looking at him, you can already imagine him in different outfits that might show off his musculature. “If you ever have time, could you go to the gym with my best friend and his fiancé? They love it, maybe they can advise you on the protein of the place. Oh, take my number too and send me a message, I'll put you in touch!”

And already, with a smile on your face, you go to pay for your pot and walk away, waving to Changbin who just stands there in disbelief at your actions.

In the late afternoon, as he meets the boys back at the hotel, Chan is hugging Jeongin, a pouty look on his face as the younger tries his best to push him away. “It's our last day here before we head off to the next town and Innie hasn't managed to find his girlfriend! My baby is heartbroken.”

“Nonsense, first of all she's not my girlfriend and I'm not heartbroken” He grunts managing to flee from Chan's arms, leaving to hide behind Minho who looks at him with an amused expression. He missed it all, but Hyunjin hasn't failed to tell everyone how cute he was during his little one-on-one date. Changbin arrives, settling down on the sofa next to Felix and Seungmin while he watches Jeongin trying to escape his friends' nonsense. “It's our last night here, so let's give our fans a great experience.”

“Yeah, who knows, maybe his girlfriend will be in the stands.” Felix teases Jeongin in turn, turning to Hyunjin to mime the scene where the two lovers would meet. The red rises to Jeongin's face as he continues to complain about his elders' behavior. Changbin reaches into his pocket to pull out the little piece of paper with the phone number on it.

“I don't think his girlfriend knows who we are.”

"She's not my girlfriend! And no, I don't think she's coming either, not once has she spoken to me about my music or made any reflection on my identity."

“Ah, she's not your girlfriend?” Changbin smirks, showing the small folded paper in his hand. "Then can I throw away her phone number? She asked me to give it to you today, when I ran into her. But if she's not your girlfriend, I can just throw it away, right?“

”What? Give me that!" Jeongin runs to Changbin as everyone giggles at his reaction. His eldest asks for a hug against the phone number and, against all odds, Jeongin agrees to hug him, only long enough to steal the number and quickly walk away so he can read it in peace. Quickly, he pulls out his phone to record the number and tears up the paper so the others can't try to contact you. “I've got a call to make, don't come bothering me.” He walks away from everyone as they laugh, amused by his actions. They'd never imagined Jeongin acting so desperately.

"Maybe we should invite her, tonight?" Jisung smiled, looking at the door.

"Yeah, she makes him happy, so maybe we should, yeah."

The journey is silent. Edith Piaf plays on the radio while you stare out of the window, staring into space. In the front seat, Henry is chatting with your friend, they both seem to get on well, but you're not even surprised. Henry is a very social person, just like you, easily able to make friends and very free-spirited. You close your eyes for a few seconds, to rest while they chat, but the car stops at a gas station and the door opens.

"I'm going to get us something to drink, the rest of the journey's going to be quite long. Would you like something to drink, Y/N?" You answer your friend with a tired wave and she drives off with Henry, leaving you alone in the car. You sigh, your forehead against the window as you can hear Henry's laughter in the distance.

The back door of the car opens and you frown, turning your head towards the door. “I really didn't need anything-” You fall silent, mouth ajar as Jeongin sits down beside you.

His eyes are red, his clothes askew. He looks you straight in the eye for a few seconds, then glances at the suitcases in the back of the car, then turns to you again. Slowly, he understands. And slowly, you understand that he already knows everything. "Are you leaving? Why? Why are you leaving? Because of me? Please, please, don't go, Y/n..."

He reaches out to take you against him, but when he sees you recoil, he pulls his arms back so as not to touch you, tears streaming down his cheeks, his voice stuck in his throat as he searches for words, unable to know what to say to make you stay close to him. His gaze never leaves you, analyzing your every move in pursuit of an answer, a solution to the problem. You sigh, shaking your head.

"It's not because of you. Not entirely!" You run a hand through your hair, tears threatening to fall. "The internship at the company, the fact that I don't speak Korean very well, the fact that I have to work on top of the internship in order to pay for my apartment, the fact that I'm far from my family, my friends and the fact that suddenly, because I've confessed my feelings, my boyfriend decides to walk away from me? It's just too much. I've cracked, Jeongin. I've- I've resigned. My work visa is coming to an end with my resignation. I have no choice but to leave."

His face deteriorates. You've always told him the internship was complicated. Life in Korea isn't the easiest, but you jumped on the internship and flew to Korea to be close to him. You often told him how hard it was. But he always asked Anny to be gentle with you, ever since he learned she was your boss.

"I'm sorry. I should have been there for you. I should have..."

"Yes. Past tense. You should have. You didn't. It's too late now. Please, just go. Don't make it harder. And you've got a flight to catch, your world tour is starting soon, just go."

He frowns, shaking his head as he approaches you, pulling you to him for a hug. He places a kiss on your forehead, holding you against him as you break down. You start to cry.

"Dispatch will be waiting for me on the next flight. You can't wait. I refuse to make you wait any longer. I want to stay with you, find a solution with you."

Gently, you shake your head, staying against him. You didn't even question how he knew where you were. You know your friend wasn't the one to tell him about your departure. But the fact that she gets out of the car with Henry just as Jeongin enters isn't a coincidence, and you know it. “Maybe it's for the best that way.”

“Please don't say that...” His voice breaks and he puts his hands on your cheeks to lift your face to him, resting his lips against yours in the hope of awakening the flame in you, the passion in you. But the passion never left. Your love for him never left you. "Stay with me, babe. I love you. I... I love you so much, I-"

You smile, wrinkling your nose at his words and putting your hands on his cheeks in return. "I told you you don't have to force yourself to tell me, silly. But I love you too. With all my being, I love you, Innie." You pause for a second, noticing his eyes. He's waiting for the ‘but’. He's waiting for the reason why you're going to leave him for good. And you don't make him wait too long. "But life in Korea is harder than I ever imagined. And starting with an internship isn't necessarily the easiest thing. I love you, but I need to think about my life and my future. For that, I have to go back home. I'll be back. If you're still waiting for me, I'll come back when my Korean is more stable and I'm able to earn enough to pay taxes without depending on the state or a second job."

He slides his hands over your waist, pulling you back against him and gently kissing your forehead. The mood is more tender. You gently caress his hand and he feels his shoulders relax a little more. He nods.

"Until you get back, I'm going to clean up my friendships. I'll keep in touch with Henry and you. I'm going to learn to be a better boyfriend."

"You're already the best. You just have to stop keeping things to yourself and agree to open up a little more to me."

He holds you a little tighter, cradling his head against your shoulder and stays that way for a little while, enjoying your scent. "Don't forget me, please. Come back to me." You nod without moving more than that, your hand caressing his back slowly.

After a moment, the door opens and your friends return to the car. Henry turns to you and looks at you with a huge smile on his lips before glowering at Jeongin. “You hurt her again and I'll hit you!”

"Innie, are you coming with us to the airport? Won't you be late for your flight?" Your eunnie looked at Jeongin from the rearview mirror and he smiled, shaking his head, saying he planned to catch the next flight. But even so, they were going to have to hurry: you were going to Gimpo airport and he to Incheon airport, it was about a two-hour drive between the two. Your eunnie winced a little, resting a hand on her chest as she stared at the road. “We'll drop y/n off first and I'll drop you off there.”

During the drive, you enjoy your last moments with Jeongin, you discuss what you're going to do, he orders you to write to him every five seconds and, as if telling you his feelings has changed him, he keeps kissing you, whispering ‘I love you’ at every turn, as if trying to make up for all the opportunities he'd missed.

Once at the airport, he pulls you back against his chest and strokes your hair. "Are you leaving for good? Really?" Sadness shows in his voice, he still hasn't come to terms with it.

“It's not like we're going to see each other often, you're going on a world tour, I'll remind you.” You laugh against his chest, squeezing him a little tighter. He kisses the top of your head, smiling against your hair, you can feel him relax. "I'm going to send you some concert tickets. You'd better come and listen to me. And invite your family, I'm going to meet them."

You put on a pouty face at the thought of introducing him to your family, and he kisses your lips gently before letting go. "We need some space, Innie. Use this time to get your priorities straight. When I get back, we'll see if our relationship is still worth it or not."

"You'll see! I'm going to be the best boyfriend in the world! I'll be waiting for you, my love. I love you!" You burst out laughing as you hear him and, holding Henry's hand, you walk away, your heart a little lighter, Edith Piaf's voice in your ears.

There was a time when you were the one who cleaned glasses in cafés. Now you're the lover bidding farewell to your beloved.

On the way home, Jeongin hops up and down in the passenger seat, constantly looking at his phone waiting to hear back from you, groaning every time he gets nothing. “Noona, she hasn't answered me for two minutes!” His noona lets out a little ‘hm’ from her lips, staying focused on the road. But when he turns his head to look at her, her cheeks are flushed and she seems to be sweating profusely. He frowns and gasps as she closes her eyes. Jeongin reaches for the steering wheel and lets out a panicked cry, trying to manage things. All he hears after that is the squeal of car tires on wet pavement and then, total darkness.

[ichore]

WARNING: most fics have dark and/or sexual themes, MINORS DNI, i mostly write afab and fem!reader, always check tags for listed trigger warnings

⤷ JUJUTSU KAISEN

NANAMI KENTO

husband!nanami kento headcanons

dessert before dinner

law of attraction (ft higuruma hiromi)

TOJI FUSHIGURO

sweet lamb

high by the beach

OTHERS

one night stand in a car with shoko

wasted summers (utahime, angst)

heaven and back (stepbro!sukuna, smut)

⤷ GENSHIN IMPACT

tea tasting with the duke (wriothesley, smut)

study of a scandal (neuvillette, smut)

⤷ MISCELLANEOUS

frisson (snake, vinland saga, smut)

hotline bling (oliver aiku, blue lock)

⤷ MUSINGS☁️

[threnodians]

𖤓 кαуℓєιgн ⬩ 𝟑𝟐 уєαяѕ oℓ∂ ⬩ ѕнє ⌇ тнєу 𖤓

⟮ 𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐧’𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ◦ 𝐣𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐮𝐚𝐧’𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 ◦ 𝐤𝐚𝐞𝐲𝐚’𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 ⟯

ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ ﹠ sᴇʟғsʜɪᴘ ʙʟᴏɢ

ᴀɢᴇ ᴏɴ ʙʟᴏɢ ᴏʀ ɢᴇᴛ ʙʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ

ɴsғᴡ ﹠ ɴᴏᴛ sᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀ–ғʀᴇᴇ

⟮ 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩 ⟯

𖤓 αвoυт ◦ яυℓєѕ ⌇ вуf ◦ ѕєℓfѕнιρѕ ◦ тαgѕ 𖤓

ⓘ ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀs ᴀᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴀs ɪ’ᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ...

[softstarsabove]

"I'll hold you until our last breath."

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Now playing: Paradise by HalaCGノforever tired ノmdni please~ I repost nsfw without tagsノ

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The Prophet (Amphoreus s/i) - under construction

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"When the sun comes up, you'll grow wings."

[halfadiamond]

💙 Retired Price

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Use my tags !diamondwrites for all written works.

Use !diamondrambles for stuff that is more in a sense pure rambling and not really considered writing.

My rambles are not in the masterlist!

[claudesdear]

Hi, Alex here. Welcome to my self-ship blog, my little comfort zone on this site. I’m very selective about interactions, especially when it comes to people who engage with my F/O doubles, so please respect that boundary. I block liberally but I'm chill otherwise! If you think I may have blocked you by mistake, feel free to reach out politely, and I’ll be happy to check.

Main F/Os:

Zandik (Il Dottore) - Genshin Impact

Claude Frollo - Notre-Dame de Paris / The Hunchback of Notre Dame

Rollo Flamme - Twisted Wonderland

Wanderer - Genshin Impact

Dire Crowley - Twisted Wonderland

Full list in my Carrd!

DNI:

Please don’t interact if you:

– Ship incest, pedophilia, or with underage characters

– Engage in self-insert RPF (self-shipping with real people)

– Are a known double of my F/Os or are close with one

– Use callouts to harass or dogpile

– Can’t respect curated experiences or boundaries

I mostly reblog safeship and comfort-focused posts for the sake of others' peace of mind, and my own. I don’t engage with content involving incest or pedophilia, and I curate carefully. That said, I have better things to do than start drama over complex or dark fictional tropes (like yandere or kidnapper dynamics). If it’s not for me, I scroll past. Please extend the same courtesy.

[shallyouobeyme]

~ Welcome to my Graveyard 🔪🔪🔪

My names Beatrice, but you can call me Bea - she/her - 22

⚰︎ Dark content warning! This is mainly a Yandere Blog (Platonic / Romantic). Reader discretion is adviced. ⚰︎ Do not copy or change my works in any way or form. Do not repost any of my work. If you take inspiration from my stories, I'd appreciate being tagged

~ Ask: Open ⚰︎ Request: Open ⚰︎ Explorations of Concepts: open ~

⚰︎ Burial Plot ~

Rules ~ how to behave on my Graveyard, minors stay out

Masterlist ~ Who lies buried here?

Fandoms ~ Select your Tombstone

Anonlist / Taglist ~ Who might the regular visitors be?

Current Event ~ Fandom + AU Match up (Requests open)

[butterbananabread]

Masterlist

Please, don't tell me, wait. - Dino

Smut (minors dni) 🍒 - Fluffly 🍓- Angst 🍅 - Smau 🍎

ƸӜƷ 방찬 - Bangchan

Boys will be boys 🍅🍎

⤿ Life couldn't be more perfect for you. Beautiful boyfriend, beautiful friends, nice and interesting job. Your life was picture perfect. But not everything is like it seems. When you needed Chan the most, his bad temper had reason of your relationship.

ƸӜƷ 리노 Lee Know

Boys will be boys 🍅🍎

⤿ You don't know Lee Know. But Lee Minho? Yes, you do. As neighborhood friends, you use to go to school together. Once he left for Seoul, you stayed with his parents and took care of them, eating with them quite often. But when you get the chance to work for JYPE as a sound engineer? He is pissed and he's not scared to show you that he wants you far away from him.

ƸӜƷ ��빈 Changbin

TDA

ƸӜƷ 현진 Hyunjin

Boys will be boys. 🍓🍅🍎 (TDA) ⤿ You weren't into him as much as he was into you. But he knew how to be attractive and make you look his way. He was the most romantic man ever, the one who could almost make you fall in love again. But nothing is ever perfect. Even more with someone who wants to be perfect for his band members. Sometime, you have to stand up for those you love. And sometime you need to stand against them, too. That's the hardest part for Hyunjin.

ƸӜƷ 지성 Jisung

TDA

ƸӜƷ 필릭스 Felix

TDA

ƸӜƷ 승민 Seungmin

TDA

ƸӜƷ 정인 Jeongin

Boys will be boys. 🍓🍅 🍎

⤿ You've been dating for quite sometimes but when you need him the most, you start to notice that you are not his priority. And you have no time nor desire to fight against his bestfriend for his attention. Will he notice on time that he lost you?

Boys will be boys. [shorts smau] 🍎

⤿ Just Jeongin being the maknae and letting everyone knows that he is, in fact, in charge of everything.

[wheezel]

hi! i’m max :)

• current interests: homestuck (sorry), d&d, dropout, UT/DR, pokémon, night in the woods, pjsk (N25 mostly)

• kind of a poser about music and programming (saw munagenius live at msg and it changed me however)

• in & out of speedrun/challenge run communities. astralspiff believer till i die

• butch lesbian & kind of a loser about it

• reblog heavy, more original thoughts on @fruitmouse but Watch Out. (cringe)

• terfs and zionists never welcome !

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esims for gaza

[circeiously]

࿐ classics student on her last linguistic leg

࿐ aspiring medievalist

࿐ nico robin enthusiast

࿐ main: @mydearlybeloathed

[shallyouobeyme]

! This is a Yandere Blog ! Head the Tags in the Works ! Minors Do Not Interact !

MC/Reader will be Gender neutral unless specified otherwise. If you find mistakes (e.g. wrong pronouns, characteristics like hair, skin colour, size) that go against that please feel free to comment or message me so I can correct it.

Navigational tips: Platonic 🌼 - Romantic 🖤 - Angst 🕷 - Violence 🔪 - Fluff 🍡 - Smut 🔥 - Drabbles / Quick Thoughts 💭 - Based on requests📞

Batfamily

🌼Platonic Works🌼 ~

Map - Damian Wayne x Reader

Summary: Damian and you have to work on a project together and he realizes how you seem to be invisible to everyone else - how you want to be invisible - and something in him makes him want, no need, to figure out why...

From the Outside - Batfam x Neglected!Batsib (Series) 📞 ~ Part 1 | Part 2

Summary: You were living your life as a stranger in the house you were supposed to call home, an outsider in a group of people who were supposed to be your family. So you do your best to keep yourself distracted from your situation and go on with your life. But just how long will you be able to keep on with that?

Drabbles / Quick Thoughts ~

The Batfam discovering their Darlings internet history 💭 📞

Marvel

Dream - Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch x fem!reader 🖤

Summary: Left alone with nightmares and pictures of your loved ones dying when you close your eyes, you're trying your best to leave the woman you had secretly loved and who had turned into an evil witch and died behind you, but maybe - just maybe - she doesn't want to let you...

Teenage menace ninja turtle - Yandere!Spideypool x teen!reader 🌼🔪📞

Summary: Drawn into a gunfight against a group of assassins, Peter and Wade - also known as Spider-man and Deadpool - find themselves confronted with an unlikely foe and you find yourself faced with an unlikely-er fate

Spiderman - Into / Across the Spiderverse

Spider -Miles Morales, Hobie, Pavitr, Gwen stacy + (mentioned) Miguel x child!reader 🌼

Summary: Deciding to cause some Mayhem, Hobie, Miles, Gwen and Pavitr go looking through Miguel's office in his absence, only that what they find there, isn't quite what any of them expected. Who'd have thought Miguel was the type to have a secret Apartment...though that might not be the worst thing in there...

KPop Demon Hunters

Drabble / Quick thought ~

Nepo!Baby Rumi 🖤💭

Yandere Nepo!Baby Rumi with a Nepo!Baby Reader 🖤📞💭

Platonic Yandere Nepo!Baby Rumi with her child (reader) and Ex partner 🌼📞💭

For more Nepo!Baby Rumi brainrots or quick ideas, check out the Nepo!Baby Rumi Tag, where little snippets that didn't quite get their own Drabble are

Yandere!Poly!Saja Boys when their Partner (Fem!Reader) leaves after giving birth. 🖤📞💭

One Piece (Life Action)

Path - Strawhats x reader 🌼

Summary: Slightly exhausted from never having any time on your own, you decide to swindle a little bit to get to spend a day alone with nature. What could go wrong? It's not like your crew is unhinged and obsessed with you, right? Right?!

Original Works

Dodge - Crime Boss Oc Ethan x Fem!Reader 🖤 🔪

Summary: Kidnapped in the dead of night in front of your own house, you were locked away in a cell with no idea why or what would happen to you, so when the opportunity to escape arises, you did what anyone would do and took it.

Genshin Impact

🔮Sagau🔮 ~

Golden - Diluc x fem!reader 🖤 🔪

Summary: Running away from people out for your head you decide that maybe death is the best way out, seems like someone has a different opinion about that though…

Non-Sagau ~

Wander - Platonic!Wanderer x Reader 🌼

Summary: It wasn't just his mother who betrayed him fairly early on in his life, it was also his sibling - the only person he had been close to at that point in his life. At least that was what he thought. But once he had changed into the wanderer, some new information came to the light...

Wednesday / The Addams Family

Drip - Wednesday x reader 🖤 🔪

Summary: When Nevermore Academy wants to improve their relationship with Jericho high school and Wednesday, you and the other students go out to spent time with the Jericho High students, Wednesday doesn’t seem too happy when one of the normies shoots his shot with you…

Obey me - Shall we date

Toad - Solomon x Prince/ss!Reader (Royal Au) 🖤

Summary: When you found out that your parents were planning to marry you off to some foreign noble your first reaction was to talk to your friend and families mage, Solomon, but maybe that wasn't the best choice...

Rise - The Brothers x Reader 🌼; Hints of Diavolo x Reader 🖤🕷

Summary: Your death had not been an unexpected one - at least for the seven reasons behind it - what had been unexpected was what happened afterwards. How far are the residents of hell willing to go to get you back?

BNHA / MHA

Bounce - Platonic!EraserMic/Todoroki/Bakogu!Family x reader + LoV x reader 🌼

Summary: Trying to juggle hero class, very protective classmates along with their families which included multiple pro-heroes, and your teachers who seemed to be incredibly extra attentive around you was hard enough - but at least they seemed to keep each other in check so that you were able to live on kind of normally, while being bounced around between them. Hopefully, no one comes around and ruins that delicate harmony...

Castle - Vampire EraserMic!Family x Toddler!Reader (Vampire Au) 🌼

Summary: Upon a hill over a small town stands a castle. It's vampiric inhabitants get a sacrifice every generation, but one year, they find a little child bundled up in a blanket at their door.

Spicey - Bakogo Katsuki x Reader 🍡🖤

Summary: Bakugo is convinced the two of you are meant for each other, born on the same day and friends since then, and he will go to great lengths to make sure you stay near him. It's all worth it though when you do something for him, no matter how small...

Drabbles / Quick thoughts ~

Darling is doomed with Platonic!Yandere Erasermic, no escape from them 💭📞

Harry Potter (We hate JKTrolling here, Trans rights are human rights!)

Fortune - Platonic!Malfoy!Family x Dragon!reader 🌼

Summary: A long time ago there lived a species of dragon-hybrids with magical gifts. You - one of these hybrids - had the gift of bringing good fortune to whoever was close to you, but as you'd soon learn, using your gift to help others would only endanger you…

[awkward-halfhug]

doctor who (open for requests!)

maze runner (open for requests!)

sky high (open for requests!)

stargate atlantis (open for requests!)

love and monsters (open for requests!)

syfy's alice (for hatter) (open for requests!)

[berriblossom]

So coool

Hello! I can’t tell if your request open or not. i freaky LOVE your masterlist graphics, can you do some that are dark, evil, death maybe or black/white themed, black/grey laces dividers? that is no problem if you don't want to 😋

ahh thanks! 💕 so happy you hear you like them! My requests are open for general aesthetics (sort of like woodsy, stars / celestial, academic, etc) or fandoms I currently participate in. But I am considering a celebration at the end of the month, for more specific requests? If that’s something anyone is interested in.

I thought this concept was interesting - I went with a dark romanticism vibe? Hope this is close to what you were thinking, and thanks again!

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