#the notes that felix leaves about being scared of case...

[r0ttenb0gb0dy]

- i want a new brain ! i want a new heart ! im sick of feeling , failing and falling apart ! i want the courage to make a new start ! time after time i flip from fine to failing and falling apart ! -

idk when im gonna finish this but case has my heart truly madly deeply ❤️‍🩹 lyrics are from a new brain by i fight dragons !!

[akindaflora]

Virgin Kiss

pairing: Lee Know x gn reader

warnings: anxiety of being a virgin, kissing, a slight moan of pleasure, does not go deeper than a kiss. Mention of legal drinking.

description: requested from an anon, Reader never been kissed before but how will that all changes when one of the guys suggest playing 7 Minutes of Heaven. Will this be heavens experience or a hell of a memory waiting to happened.

Author Note: Sorry for the sudden disappearance but literally had a case of Imposter syndrome but this was so fun to write so I hope you all enjoy my Lee Know debut. Please don't be afraid to tell me your thoughts ⁠♡

WORD COUNT: 1522

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It was a seemingly boring night with the friend group. None of the movies being played were interesting enough to go see, and no one was really in the mood to go out to eat so it was decided to play a few drinking games indoors. Deciding to reminisce on their teen years.

Han, Lee Know, best friend had loudly decided we should all play 7 minutes of heaven. When only returned with some questionable looks, he gave back his own, “Don’t tell me you guys can’t feel the tension amongst this friend group, but as a clause, since we’re not teens anymore if you really don’t want to do anything for the whole 7 minutes just don’t,” he said shrugging his shoulders as he looked for a decent spinnable bottle.

You on the other hand are a blushing mess. You’d never played this game before. Hell, you’ve never even kissed a guy. You looked around at the selection of men in the room thinking of scenarios that could happen if they were your lucky or unlucky contender.

Your eyes locked onto Hyunjin. He only gave you a pleasant smile and a little nod before sipping his drink and continuing his conversation with Chan. Hyunjin might be interesting to kiss for the first time, but the thought of his experience and your lack of definitely didn’t leave room for comfort.

So you looked at Chan, he was confident and genuinely kind but there were times that he did send a shock down your spine and not the good kind if anything it scared you more to find the courage to kiss him.

Then your eyes landed on Felix, he could be nice to kiss but sometimes just as awkward as you maybe you both get a bruise somehow and nothing like the Hickeys you read about. You shook your head moving your eyes to the next.

Then it was Changbin, as kind as he was you had heard rumors of his excitement, and being a Leo you probably thought he wouldn’t be kind enough to follow through on your lack of passion for his excitement.

You quickly glanced at IN, who looked just as nervous as you. His eyes scanned around the room probably doing the same as your eyes had been. That’s it he probably be understanding and maybe it won’t be as bad as you thought. Smiling to yourself you felt a slight flick at the side of your forehead.

“Hey don’t be nervous,” said a voice to the left of you. Rubbing your head slightly you gave a glare to the man who only glimmered with a smirk.

“I’m not nervous besides we don’t have to do anything if we don’t want to,” you said with a shrug trying to seem as nonchalant as possible.

When you were definitely freaking out over this situation. How could you not be you were a 24-year-old adult who hadn’t had the pleasure of kissing anyone.

Lost in thought you felt the heat of a breath on your ear, “oh so you wouldn’t want to kiss me then,” he said quietly. You only snapped your head to him rubbing your ear from the heat trying to hide the blush that ranged through. You only shook your head. He's drunk and an agent of chaos. Don't let him get to you, you told yourself. He only laughed at you squirming before bringing his eyes to Han who was explaining the rules.

“We’ve got two bottles two closets. So it’s two times the victims,” he said with an air of suspense. Hyunjin only nudged him to start the game.

You held your breath as the bottle spinned round and round slowly it landed to your right. With a breath of relief, it landed on your friend. Okay, just three more spins and you’d be home free. The second time it landed on Seungmin another relief you knew his sarcasm wouldn’t help with your internal thought process.

Quickly they walked into a closet with everyone ooohing at the first couple you couldn’t help but giggle a little.

“Our first victims I wonder who’s next,” Han said with a giggle of his own as he spun the bottle again. This time it landed to your left. You held your heart with a breath of relief but before you could catch a break it landed a second time on you. Blush creeping up to your cheeks.

Of course, it landed on your closet friend. You didn’t even think about how it would be with Lee Know. Who knows what goes on in his mind with his constant teasing you were a tad bit afraid he’d tease you until the end of time for these seven minutes.

He coolly got up only gesturing you with a quick “come on” as he walked to the closet. “Good Luck Y/N” said one of the guys you were too in shock as you quickly followed him into the closet. When the door closed you were face to face with sharp eyes that looked at you amusingly.

“Are you nervous?” he said simply taking in every sound of deep breaths you took.

He took a step closer slowly pulling you in chest to chest. Your heart began to thump rapidly you were afraid it jump out and hit him right in his.

“Won’t it be weird,” you said looking into his eyes trying to find a hint of disgust or disinterest. His eyes looked at you in surprise. “weird” he said as if testing the word you used to him kissing you.

“Why would it be weird,” he asked lighting rubbing circles into your waist. You shuddered at the jester before talking.

“Well we've been friends for so long, I didn’t think you’d even want to kiss me,” you said looking down at the lack of space between you both. He sighed before pulling your chin up to look him in the eyes. “Do you want to kiss me?” he only asked searching in your eyes for any lack of desire.

Your eyes widen. Did you want to kiss him? You both meet in your first year at University. While yes you at one point did have a crush on him but after getting to know him you became content with having him in your life and you had no idea how to even start a relationship nonetheless flirt with a guy like him. Full of mystery and mischief.

“The clocks running out, answer me,” his face now closer to yours. His lips are only a few centimeters from your face.

Your eyes widened before he could close the distance you squeaked out a phrase so quick he didn’t even catch what you said.

Pulling back he looked at you with confusion. “What” is all he said simply.

“I’veneverkissedanyonebefore,” you said again louder but still fast.

“Deep breath and say again slowly this time,” He said. Looking into your eyes again. You took a deep breath before repeating. “I’ve never kissed anyone before,” You said.

He looked at you processing the words that jumped from your lips. He smirked at the sentence and your jumpy attitude.

“We don’t have to-“ you were cut off by his hand covering your mouth. “I want to kiss you,” he said simply staring into your eyes, “Do you want to kiss me,” He asked searching for any discomfort in your eyes.

You only nodded as your mouth was still covered. “Okay we’re going to take this slow so follow my lead,” he said uncovering your mouth and hands finding your waist.

A small okay slipped from your lips as he came closer. Shutting your eyes tight you felt the softness of his lips. They stilled over yours before slowly beginning to move. The tension of your face softened at his contact.

You at first had some difficulty as his lips moved in and out but after a few more kisses you got into it. His lips pulled away slightly, “That’s it,” he said kissing you again. This time the intensity heightened as he pulled you closer no room for Jesus you thought. Giggling into the kiss, you could feel the smirk from his lips. Your hesitant hands found purchase on his muscular bicep the other resting on his shoulder. The moving of his muscles as he held you tighter sent shivers down your spine.

The kiss was softer than you expected something you’d never thought could ever be associated with Lee Know. His hands massaging at the bottom of your back humming into your lips as a soft moan left yours.

But before it could go any deeper a hard knock and a voice followed.

“Alright love birds put your clothes back on times up,” someone said. Not really paying attention to the voice as Lee Know didn’t pull away quite yet.

After another knock was heard he pulled away with an angry sigh.

“Restart the clock,” is all he said before going back to kissing you softly. You only giggled at his antics. His smirk grew deeper as he kissed you.

Yeah definitely worth the wait.

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Author Note: Sorry for the wait hoped this came out like you wanted it thanks for the request!

-Yaya

[faerghusfucker]

26, 27, 28, 31, 32, 33 for Sylvain?

the people all want to know my sylvain opinions omg!!!!! of course i am happy to deliver

26- interactions with their friends

- sylvain knows a lot abt art but he plays dumb about it around ignatz to get him to infodump bc he loves to learn new things

- bernie is too scared to speak directly to him so they communicate exclusively through passing notes, he doesnt press her about speaking verbally, he thinks it’s fun

- they didnt let sylvain have supports with claude or balthus or caspar because they wouldve been way too powerful as a collective. they should never ever EVER be allowed to meet. fodlan would collapse if those four ever conspired together

27- interactions with their enemies

- lorenz brings out the absolute WORSTTTTTT in sylvain. with most people, sylvain is just kind of an asshole through his actions, but he never says anything explicitly mean. NOT THE CASE WITH LORENZ. HE IS SO SO SO NASTY TO HIM. same with lorenz. he calls sylvain names that no nobleman should even think of saying. their rivalry is underrated and my favorite thing in the world

- the only reason that sylvain and hubert dont have supports is bc sylvain would hit on him and then hubert would cast dark spikes on him. and like it would be rlly inconvenient if they killed sylvain off in his C support with hubert and that’s why there’s no supports between them

- seteth has known abt sylvain’s antics since before he enrolled at the officers academy. he knows all abt those shitass gautier sons. that’s why he assigned sylvain’s room to be in between ingrid and dimitri in an attempt to make him behave (he didnt) (he just got sneakier) (or dealt with the lectures)

28- interactions with their lovers

- whenever he’s with someone shorter than him (most of the time) he LOVES to pick them up. especially with felix. he likes to scoop him up and spin him around or carry him like bridal style and 99% of the time he kicks and screams and makes him put him down and 1% of the time it’s right after a battle and he’s tired and he’ll let sylvain carry him to bed 💖

- he’s very avoidant and has to actively resist the urge to leave a relationship when it’s getting serious. he did not resist this at all in his younger years but as he got older he started to learn how to sit in those uncomfy feelings and actually commit to someone

- yuri scares the shit out of him. hes not used to being catcalled at all, he can dish it but absolutely cannot take it. yuri says a line (a way better one than sylvain has ever said) and he just short-circuits. cant cope at all

31- way they are perceived by others

do i need to say it lol. NOOOOOOOBODY LIKES THIS LOSER except for his like few close friends. and that’s how he prefers it lol he actively wants ppl to not have any expectations for him so that he can do whatever he wants

32- toxic traits

MISOGYNY. thats the big one. and also has no self esteem and so he does stupid shit

33- redeeming qualities

covered in this post!

[warsinmyhead]

[Musing] Strike ‘Til the Memory Comes Back

TW: Sparring, taking anger out in a fight, language, tension, childhood trauma, Red Room, mention of blood from a fight

He should act like an adult, but he’s furious that he’s stuck working with the dumbass who scared off Petra. To make matters worse, Fury took Minho off the case and asked the veteran agent to get Felix acquainted with S.H.I.E.L.D. protocols and whatnot. He got himself a brief reprieve by pawning him off on Sam? Billy? One of the triplets had stopped the pair and noted that Felix was missing S.H.I.E.L.D. credentials, which Minho silently thanked whatever being up there for that save. Knowing the triplets, they could talk your ear off for long periods and getting into the system could take some time. 

Minho had returned to the gym to practice boxing as he needed to blow off more steam. The first session before Fury grabbed him and made the dreaded announcement had helped, but now this recent development only made his blood boil again and he needed to be alone. 

“You never stop training, do you?”

“Еб твою мать,” Minho muttered when he heard the familiar voice. It was too good to be true, to hope that one of the triplets would keep that punk preoccupied a little longer – maybe for the rest of the day. 

“Gotta say, wasn’t easy finding you – that one guy talks a LOT,” Felix remarked as he took a few more steps into the room. “Is that normal?”

“Go away, I’m busy,” Minho grumbled as he kept his eyes on the punching bag. He continued to punch the bag and hoped the unwanted recruit would take a hint and leave him alone. Unfortunately, the silver haired male didn’t turn around and leave the gym, instead walking closer to the punching bag Minho was focused on. 

“I can be quiet,” the young man replied, trying to look innocent. 

Minho snickered and shook his head as he steadied the punching bag and decided to move to a different one further away from the newbie. He didn’t get very far, as Felix moved in the direction of the new punching bag, keeping some distance between the spy and the bag. 

“Did they not teach you personal space wherever you worked?”

“I can be closer,” Felix teased with a smirk. 

Minho angrily punched the new bag once and walked in the opposite direction, deciding that maybe he could lose this idiot and shower in the shower area near his bedroom at HQ. Before he could remove his gloves, he saw the other male move to block his path. 

“You quitting already? Was starting to get really interesting,” Felix drawled.

“Just because Fury’s making us work together, it doesn’t mean we’re going to be best friends,” Minho muttered. “I’ve decided I need space and you probably should find someone to show you around. Maybe Steve will be more useful – try to avoid the stupid slang you kids use these days, ‘cause he’s a senior citizen and–”

“You’re. My. Partner,” the silver-haired hunter uttered. “Fury said you don’t have any missions, so unless you’ve got some secret girlfriend you’re running off to meet, you’re stuck showing me the ropes.” 

“I’m not happy with you and before I decide to punch your pretty teeth in, I suggest you leave me alone now,” Minho warned him. 

Felix tilted his head and crossed his arms over his chest. “You’re still upset about the girl? What, do you wanna punch me or something?” He dropped his arms to his sides all of a sudden, then used one to motion Minho towards him. “Go ahead then. Maybe you’ll feel better.” 

The chances of Fury suspending him were likely if he was caught, but at this point, Minho’s sick of this kid’s smug attitude and he wants to shut him up. He jerked his head toward the boxing ring in the center of the room and he made his way over to it. He slipped under the barriers and took his place on one side of the ring. 

Felix slid under the barriers and went to the other side. He rolled his shoulders a few times and slowly lifted both hands up to his chin. 

The pair locked gazes as they circled the ring watching for the other to make a move. After a few moments of circling, Felix stepped forward and tried to punch Minho, who dodged it and bent backwards, then used his legs to try to sweep Felix out from under his feet. The hunter jumped to avoid the attack and Minho pushed himself back up quickly as he assessed his next move. 

The silver haired male ran towards Minho and the latter crouched lower to charge at the former’s abdomen. Felix grunted and Minho used both arms to grip the former’s waist as he hoisted him high, then threw him down. 

Felix tried to push himself up, but Minho moved faster to pin the hunter to the ground with his body and repeatedly threw punches. The former dodged most of them until Minho connected one with his right cheek, then a second with his nose. The hunter sputtered as blood gushed out of his nose and started to run down his face. His vision blurred slightly and he saw the redhead raise his fist for a third punch, then freeze for a second. The hunter frowned as he tried to get his vision to sharpen and he thought he saw a conflicted look in the redhead’s eyes. Before Felix could take advantage of the distraction, Minho was getting off of him and using parkour moves to exit the ring quickly. 

“Hey Minho! Have you seen the newbie? I found I have one more thing he needs to do and it’s a physical!” one of the triplets asked as Minho nearly ran into him in the hall. 

“Sorry,” Minho huffed. “He might need to wait a couple of days before the physical. Don’t ask.” He pushed past the triplet and ran to take the stairs to the floor where his room was. 

Minus the silver hair, the kid looked like his “brother” for a moment. But in the moment when he was punching the hunter, the hunter’s face seemed to be replaced with that of Yusef’s, a failed Red Room trainee who was forced to watch Dreykov’s men shoot his mother in the head. Minho was pitted against the scrawny trainee one day and Yusef hardly tried to fight back. Minho was urged to not go easy on the poor kid, and he punched Yusef repeatedly until the trainee blacked out. His teachers applauded him and showed the class that he was a model student and to take note of his techniques he used. But the young Minho couldn’t hear his teachers praising him – he was fixated on the bloody sight of Yusef lying there. 

“I hate myself...” he hissed as he pushed his way into his room and slammed the door behind him.

@sovrumana

[sailorwritesstuff]

Can I pwease have some Pepa and Dolores headcanons? Like just a list of headcanons about them. Some could be about them together. But they don’t have to be. (Bonus if you include overwhelmed Dolores and panic attack Pepa cause I feel like that’s not talked about enoughhhhh) sorry I’m not more specific. I just love those two so much ❤️❤️

OMG YES! I LOVE TO TALK ABOUT THEM!! I tried to altercate between the two of them so that it was a pretty even amount of head cannons for each <3

Pepa and Dolores try to spend time together doing each other's hair at least once a month.

Pepa gets rainbows over her head when she's REALLY happy

Dolores's favorite sound is running water or the rain

Pepa has bad anxiety.

Dolores wanted a cat when she was much younger but Agustin Is allergic So it would never be allowed to leave her room and she decided that was cruel

Pepa has bad panic attacks where Her vision gets foggy and she struggles to breathe which causes it to rain which makes her panic even more because now she's over stimmed with water touching her skin. (but Felix and Camilo are really good with calming her down)

Dolores gets over stimmed very easily and she gets A lot of stims to compensate, sometimes theyre random things that towns people say often that she hears. others are physical Like her randomly snapping her fingers or crinkling her nose. Note: her squeaks and hms are NOT stims. Just culture.

Pepa also stims from her anxiety her most frequent ones are her smoothing down her braid frantically and "clear skies Pepa clear skies."

Dolores has earplugs that she usually uses for sleeping but she carries them around in her pocket anyway and they are kept in a case that was decorated by 5-year-old Dolores so it's super pink and glittery with ribbon and stickers.

Pepa loves to dance with her husband or her babies! its one her favorite things to do that always put her in a good mood.

Dolores sometimes gets jealous of how much time her brother spends with their mom because Pepa and Camilo do yoga every morning.

Pepa is allergic to strawberries.

and Dolores is allergic to cinnamon.

when Dolores was a baby Pepa refused to put her down for hours at a time because she was so in love with her cute little face and when she had to put her down for nap she would cry almost every time.

Dolores is definitely closer to her papa then her mom. the two of them will sit together and could literally do anything for hours even just sit in silence.

When Pepa was younger and having a bad day, Alma would tell her to walk through the crop fields to get some fresh air.

Dolores really wanted a sister

Pepa also was hoping for a second girl but when she found out she was having a boy she became practically glowing. She had a rainbow over her head for days.

Dolores wanted to name Camilo "feo" when she found out she was in fact getting a brother and not a sister.

Pepa loves white wine, and she's very particular with wine etiquette.

Dolores loves when people play in her hair and scratch her scalp

Pepa she can practically slam back alcohol She has the highest tolerance of the family besides Luisa.

Dolores dropped baby Mirabel twice I never told anyone.

Pepa has always wanted a goldfish but never got one because she was scared it was going to die

Dolores has gets overwhelmed when too many people are around and talking at once. which is why She's never asked for/had a big birthday party since her ceremony

Pepa LOVES to read. She's read every book on her bookshelf at least 10 times

Dolores reads Mariano's poems at night when she can't sleep.

Pepa panics whenever she hasn't seen Bruno in a while scared that he'll leave again but this time actually leave

Dolores has weird nightmares about not being able to hear at all.

Pepa has bad seasonal depression during the winter She completely shuts down sometimes with not enough energy to get out of bed. she'll sometimes forget to eat or get dressed.

Dolores enjoys coloring with her brothers. they'll all group together and just draw, color, and talk

Pepa's first kiss was her husband and Dolores think that it's really sweet.

Dolores practices hair styles on Antonio because they have the same here texture

Pepa really likes cherries but she'll only eat them if they have the stem because she likes to tie them with her tongue when she's nervous.

Dolores used to sit outside and listen to people have debates in everyday life and just pick a side. usually she'd mumble to The people even though they couldn't hear her. ex: "He's clearly right. are you crazy!?" her family has walked in on it multiple times.

Pepa wears cherry chapstick

neither of them can cook very well so sometimes they end up making a mess in the kitchen

The two of them have very healthy relationship so Dolores could always talk to her mom about boys growing up

They both want those words to wear Peppa's wedding dress when she gets married

they hold hands a lot. its a way of seeking comfort without having to make too much contact in case one of them is overstimmed

when they're in public they don't typically plan to but they both end up standing on either side of Felix which makes him look very short.

The two of them love going shopping for pretty dresses together.

they sometimes sit and comfortable silence in Pepa's room while Pepa crochets and Dolores brushes her mamá's hair

[imfckingdumb]

Plot idea (taken)

Plot summary: two childhood friends whose life's were torn apart from each other at the age of 5 and 8, because of war, meet again under unexpected circumstances at the ages of 20 and 23. Story is located in the old Japan, Nara-Heian historical periods.

Characters: hyunlix, chanho or chanlix as protagonists, the rest of skz as second charas.

Note: we can talk out how relationships are gonna be if u wanna add ocs. This is just an idea of memberXmember but we can adaptate it whowever fits best for us both. In any case, I'd like to play as Felix/Minho.

Others: this story is a mix of romance, adventure, fantasy, etc. Things like romance, nsfw, angst, war, death, etc. can be added. It'd be cool if we can add magic/powers, pirates... We can always discuss things, add, quit or change the story.

In deep:

Hyunjin/Chan works as a samurai/soldier for the current royal family of the kingdom.

He thought his friend Felix/Minho died alongside his family a long time ago when war came to their land. Since then, he works diligently to serve the royal family who "saved him" from a life of misery and death.

In this way, new relationships began to form in his life, some kids his age (any other skz member) who also served as bodyguards (or worked in smt else for the royal family), the prince and the princess (all of them around his age) became his new family.

His world now revolves around them. Nonetheless, the pain and aftertaste of the past still chases him, not being able to forget about his old childhood friend, who he so dearly loved.

On the other side...

Felix/Minho, scared by war, ran from it after apparently witnessing from afar how his dear friend Hyunjin/Chan and his family "were killed".

Having a rough time as his life was about to quickly end due to heavy injuries, he was saved by a mysterious woman who kept him safe in a far, far away, and hidden place. A tribe where no one, but those who were born there, were able to enter, or even discover about.

In this place he was raised and taught about dragons (mainly) and a huge diversity of fantasy creatures who freely roamed the lands of the new era they were in (Heian era).

As years passed by he became one of the youngest generals of the tribe for his admirable work in combat, but mostly for his explendid work in medicine and his knowledge of the grounds and fantasy creatures surrounding the kingdom.

Note: he can't leave the tribe alone since he has health issues (he usually leaves with other skz members who are now his friends).

In result...

After so many years of thinking the other was dead, they meet in strange/unexpected circumstances (maybe another war can happen, or they can simply meet by accident somehow).

At first they don't recognise each other since they have changed a lot, but eventually one of them (better if it's Hyunjin/Chan) recognises the other, and tries to contact them once again.

Everything became incredibly confusing and painful, the sorrow they both feel leads to so many different paths that always cross. Destiny is trying to reunite them nonstop, yet they both have responsibilities to take care of. Mostly now, when things start to be uncertain under a kingdom that, once again, faces heavy difficulties.

Important point is that they meet once again, and they may have to work together to save the kingdom or work separetly in their own ways, either way fearing losing the other again. The story can develop whowever we want to and the ending can be wtv we decide too.

If you're interested to plot this idea please let me know through a direct message!

[sailorhyunjinz]

~ Stray Kids reaction to you moaning another members name during sex ~

Putting this here in case: THIS IS PURELY FICTIONAL!

Warnings: smut, angst, fluff, fem!reader, dom!straykids, fingering, chocking, penetration, light bdsm(restraints), oral, nicknames (princess, baby, slut, babyboy), dumbification/degrading, riding, mentions of cheating. 

Requested: omg yes my first request! I feel so special hiihi (* ^ ω ^)

Note: This is really a mix of smut, angst and fluff so enjoy this wild ride hehe... Also sorry if the reactions are different lenghts, sometimes I get too immersed lmao. 

Bangchan: He would love you too much to be mad but hell he was disappointed as Seungmins name rolled off your tongue. He halted his thrusths and just stared confused at you. “Why are you thinking about Seungmin?” You were quiet, in disbelief from what you had said. “Answer me!” he said whilst he pulled out of you. “I-i’m sorry.. I-i didn’t mean to.. It’s not what you think, baby” you mumbled out to your boyfriend that was putting on his shirt. “Well, your “baby” is going to the studio. Go whore around with Seungmin instead.” You stood up and walked after him but the bedroom door almost slammed into your face as he left. 

Minho: What is more fun than having sex in the dorms with the whole squad being there? Nothing was Minhos answer. Your hands were pinned above your head as Minhos rough thrusts made you squirm underneath him. The sound of skin slapping and quiet moans from both of you filled the room. One of Minhos hands cupped your face, softly brushing his thumb across your bottom lip. Automatically you opened your mouth and sucked on his fingers, in response he let out a breathy moan, closing his eyes. You nuzzled your face into your shoulder from nearing your release. Opening your eyes you saw Jisungs backpack on the floor as Minho started to finger your clit relentlessly. “J-jisung..ah-” Minhos eyes sprung open, his sweaty hair falling on his forehead. You moved hastly but only managed to make a little impact due to your hands being pinned down. A blush spread across your face. “Minho.. I’m- I didn’t mean it.. It was the backp-..” You were cut of from a hand around your throat, chocking you hardly. “I bet Jisung can’t fuck you as hard as I do. Let’s make him hear how fucked out you are from me” he growled into your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. It’s safe to say that the whole neighbourhood heard you. 

Changbin: His possesive side was awakened when you softly mumbled “It feels so good.. Bangchan” while Changbins fingers were deep into your wet cunt. “I’m-i’m cumming ahh-” All of a sudden you felt empty, Changbin was sucking his drenched fingers as it dawned upon you what you just said. You whined and sat on your knees blurting out a bunch of sorries and pleading him to continue. “Binnie.. am- i don’t know why I said that, baby, sorry” came out of you as you looked into Changbins lust-filled eyes. As he finished sucking his fingers dry he tossed a shirt at your face. “Ask Bangchan to finish” he growled. 

Hyunjin: “A-ah.. fu-fuck Jeongin.. harder” you arched your back, your hair in a mess and your cheeks flushed red. Being too fucked out, you didn’t understand why Hyunjin suddenly puts his forehead against yours, feeling the warmth from his breath. “Does my slut want to be fucked by Jeongin?” he growled. Only then did you understand what had slipped out of your mouth moments earlier and you wanted to cover your face but your hands were cuffed to the head board, making you suddenly jerk on them, leaving them even more bruised than before. “H-hyunjinie- I’m-” He silenced you by putting a hand across your mouth, leaning into your ear. “You can fuck him, I’ll watch”.

Jisung: Now, hear me out. I don’t think Jisung would find it funny but he would react with sarcasm. “Babe, seriously? Felix?” he smirked as he continues to thurst into you. “I-I’m sorry.. fuck.- i wasn’t t-t-thinking about him..” you said, your speech pattern getting all slurred because of the knot forming in your stomach. Jisung started to suck and kiss your neck, salivia mixed with purple marks decorated your entire throat. He started laughing as you looked confused. “Good luck covering those tomorrow. Oh- I forgot, you won’t need to since it wasn’t me that did them but Felix”. He laughed as he rolled off of you, you whining and pouting in response. 

Felix: Poor bub would be so insecure (;﹏;) Fucking you from behind, his hand was tangled in your hair. No longer being able to hold yourself up on your hands from the intense pleasure that the boy was giving to you, you stuttered “Minho- ah fuck...” No thought about it, Felix pulled out and was crushed. Your weak arms folded and you landed face first against the bed. “That’s messed up y/n...” he said while putting on his clothes, sitting on the edge of the bed. You panted as you gave him a backhug. “I don’t k-know why I said th-that..”, your voice shaking as you was scared by his cold reaction. He shaked you off of him. “Hopefully Minho fucks you better since I’m clearly not enough”.

Seungmin: Your jaw started to hurt and your knees were bruised from the direct contact with the wooden floor. You sucked Seungmin off intensely but he didn’t seem to get tired. Throwing his head back he mumbled “my princess sucks me off so well a-ah...”. He drew in a sharp breath through his clenched jaw as he grabbed your hair, choking you with his dick. You pulled away, a line of spit connecting the tip of his dick and your puffed up lips. In the corner of your eye you saw a picture of the group, smiling. Your eyes sat on Changbin for a while but you quickly continued to suck Seungmin off. After a while he was nearing his release, you knew because his dick twitched in your mouth and Seungmins moans were getting louder. You pulled away for a second, catching your breath as you said “Cum for me Changbin”. The room went quiet and Seungmins eyes glowed with rage. “Am-I..fuck I didn’t mean to.. I wasn’t thinking about him.. I-” you stuttered but were cut of by Seungmin pulling your hair. Yelping, he smashed you into a wall. “Repeat that princess”. His expression was serious and his eyes were hooded. “Playing dumb? I said repeat it slut”. You managed to open your mouth before you were choked against the wall. “I didn’t know you were that stupid. All fours and you’ll forget his name”

Jeongin: istg he’s so innocent (｡•́︿•̀｡) He looked so pretty like this, squirming underneath you. You put both your hands on his chest as you started to ride him faster. He whined and held on to your breasts for dear life, squeezing them when the pleasure hits him. You kissed him, deepening the kiss by coaxing his tongue with yours. He smiled against your lips and whispered “I love you y/n”. “I love you too, Hyunjin” slipped out your mouth as well as Jeongins tongue. “Wh-what? Why y/n??” he said, his brown eyes sparkled as the light reflected onto them. He pushed you aside. “Why are you thinking about Hyunjin? Did I do something? Di-did you guys have sex?”. You were flustered by his shaky voice, he almost cried. “No..no baby, look at me” you said as you lifted his chin up with your hand. “I didn’t sleep with Hyunjin, I promise! I’m sorry.. I didn’t know what I was saying, baby please don’t be sad...”. Seeing him all teary made you choke up. He hugged you. “I believe you... can we please cuddle instead?” He looked at you, eyes all wet. “Of course baby boy, anything for you”

[mercurialrain]

Day 3: Fears

Felix knew that something was bothering his girlfriend, but he couldn’t figure out exactly what it was. As they walked along the street for their weekly date, she kept looking behind her like she was afraid she was being followed. He was generally a very logical person, but when Marinette was involved, his mind went stupid, jumping to all sorts of conclusions that weren’t close to the truth at all. 

“Marinette, are you ok?”

She turned her head from where she’d been glancing behind them to look at him. “Of course I am. Why, what’s up?”

“You keep looking over your shoulder like someone’s chasing you or something’s wrong. I was really just wondering if I could help with whatever it is.”

She smiled and squeezed his hand. “I’m ok, really, Felix.”

Felix wasn’t convinced, but he dropped it for the time being. They neared her house and he looked up, noting the gray sky. 

“Wow, it looks like it’s going to storm soon.” 

Marinette’s grip on his hand tightened and her pace quickened. “I just remembered that I have a commission due soon that I really need to finish, so I’m gonna go finish that. Bye Felix!” She gave him a quick kiss before sprinting into the bakery, leaving him standing on the street, entirely confused. 

He went inside the bakery and went up to the counter. Sabine smiled warmly at him, though the smile faded when she saw the expression on his face. 

“Is something wrong, dear?”

“Marinette was acting… strange earlier. I asked her if something was wrong and she wouldn’t tell me.”

Her expression was sympathetic. “Unfortunately, that’s one of those things that just takes patience. In time, she’ll tell you.”

“Are you sure?” He hated sounding as pathetic as he knew he did, but his skills didn’t lie in human connections, so sometimes he had to ask other people. 

“Of course.” 

He nodded, turning to leave just as a huge clap of thunder sounded, making him jump.

“Oh dear. Felix, would you mind taking the counter for a minute? I need to go check on Marinette. She doesn’t do well with thunderstorms.”

That was it!

“Could I check on her?” He must have sounded desperate, because Sabine stopped untying her apron and gave him another motherly smile. 

“Of course. You know the way.”

He bolted up the stairs, opening the trapdoor to Marinette’s room just as the thunder clapped again. He heard a quiet whimper and climbed the ladder to see a shaking huddle of blankets. When he gently took the blanket off of her head, her eyes were screwed closed and her hands were tightly clasped over her ears. 

He gently grabbed one of her hands and intertwined their fingers, kissing her knuckles. Her brow furrowed before she opened an eye, then turned bright red as she saw Felix watching her with an amused expression. 

“F-Felix! What are you doing here?”

“Love, why didn’t you just tell me that you were afraid of thunderstorms? I wouldn’t have thought any less of you for it, if that’s what you were afraid of.”

Marinette averted her gaze, fiddling with their fingers. “I don’t know. It’s just silly. Something that I should’ve grown out of, but I didn’t. I can’t even function normally in a storm, one lightning bolt followed by thunder and I’m-” As if to prove her case, there was a flash of lightning and Marinette ducked back under her blanket with a whine. 

Felix shucked off his shoes and climbed into the bed with her, nestling in close to her so that her back was pressed to his front and wrapped his arms around her. She was trembling from the storm, but she still nuzzled into him, seeming to take some solace in his company, which made Felix glad. He’d be a useless boyfriend if he couldn’t comfort her when she was scared, after all. 

“You can tell me when you’re afraid, Marinette. I want to be able to comfort you when you need it.”

She rolled over to face him, pressing her forehead to his. “I know. I was just a little embarrassed about it.” More thunder and she cringed, but held him closer instead of hiding under her blankets, which Felix took as a win. 

“If it makes you feel any better, I have a bad fear of moths.”

She snorted. “Moths?”

“I don’t like their wings and legs, I can’t explain it, I just am. Hey, don’t laugh at my fear.” He began to tickle her, smiling at the giggles that came flooding out of her. 

“I wasn’t-” her giggling cut her off. “I wasn’t making fun of your fear, I promise.”

He pretended to think, then amped up the tickling. “I don’t know if I believe you.”

“I surrender! I surrender!” 

“Fine, I believe you.” He stopped and pulled her close, resting his chin on top of her head. They listened to the dwindling taps of rain against the roof and heard rumbles of distant thunder, but the immediate storm was over.

“Hey, Felix?”

“Yeah?”

“Thanks.”

“Any time.”

[leejungchans]

— juliet on kingdom (episode 7).

juliet’s masterlist

from may 13’s episode

note: read the tweets from the bottom up 💕 keep in mind that this contains spoilers in case you want to watch the episode first :3 more under the cut bc this gets LONG ahjdhwjd 😔

— juliet’s outfit;

disclaimer: the blurring of faces in my outfit collages is in no way meant as a form of disrespect, the sole purpose is to put the focus on the hairstyle and there is absolutely no ill intent. thank you for understanding!!

so everyone really kinda freaked out last episode

bc they didn’t see juliet in the previews for the unit stages

she wasn’t with jongho, eunkwang and seungmin

nor was she with 3racha and joong

so that would leave the performance unit right??

atinys were desperately zooming into screenshots of the performance unit stage for any sign of our girl

and found nothing :(

even in the preview that came after the first one, she was nowhere to be seen 😔

eventually some people started theorising if it was bc mnet didn’t let her participate for whatever reason

and the truth is...drumroll please 🥁

SURPRISE

the boys sent her to be in the rap unit with joong 😋😋

mnet just didn’t show her scenes in the first two previews (like they did with minhyuk)

but she was in the previews where they went to jyp 🥺🥺

she was paired up with jisung for the 120-second interview :3

just two shy besties uwu

“why? why are you laughing?” jisung whines, “and right after you looked at my face too!”

juliet continues to laugh, hiding the lower half of her face behind her hands. “sorry, sorry, i’m not laughing at you, i promise!” she says between giggles, “i just didn’t expect us to be so nervous.”

“ah, i get shy around new people, more than what people would expect. so that’s kinda why i’m a bit awkward right now.”

“i’m like that too, but i thought we became closer friends during the sports day filming! i’m hurt!” she says, placing a hand over her heart.

“no, no, no!” jisung defends, waving his hands frantically, “we did! i’m still shy, i guess.”

“not shy, not me!” juliet sings in response, doing the hand movement in the choreography of itzy’s song.

stunned into silence by the sudden reference of his label-mates, jisung blinks at her owlishly before a loud ‘pft’ sound emits from both of them, and they dissolve into giggles once more.

“okay, okay,” she says, sobering up a little after a few seconds. “we need to do this seriously. no more being awkward! awkward is just a mindset.”

jisung’s eyes widen. “woah, you’re right. we won’t feel awkward if we just tell ourselves that we’re being cool.”

she nods approvingly. “exactly. we are cool.”

“okay then, let’s go!” he shouts enthusiastically, earning muffled snickers from the other members who are sitting off-screen.

juliet and jisung go quiet again from his outburst. she even tried to bite the inside of her cheek to stifle any laughter, but her efforts are futile as they both promptly collapse to the ground in a fit of giggles.

“i-i don’t think we can do this,” juliet wheezes to the cameras, clutching her stomach as tears gather in the corners of her eyes. beside her, jisung isn’t faring any better as he attempts to catch his breath.

off-screen, changbin playfully complains, “yah! what are you two doing? you’re supposed to be doing an interview!”

when she entered the jyp café with joong and minhyuk 3racha was like omg hiiiiiii

no one was happier than chan to see her 🥺

AUSSIE AUSSIE AUSSIE OI OI OI

3racha made her, joong and minhyuk sing their orders 💀💀

minhyuk: juliet your ears are so red lmao

juliet: [quickly untucks her hair so it covers her ears] do i really have to do this? 😭😭

chan: yes you do bestie 🤩

“[sighs] americanoooo~ joha joha~”

hongjoong: [cringes but also uwu bc she’s his baby]

3racha: kqjejwjdnsj awwww

minhyuk: ohhhhh~ cuteeee

smh juliet stop (unintentionally) collecting men 😔

okay but changbin treated them all with his jyp artist points 🥺🥺🥺 changbin best boy

juliet, to chan: i’ll come next time to use up your points 😼

minhyuk: me too!! juliet let’s go together!!!

yeah she malfunctioned for a second bc The™️ lee minhyuk just said that and he was her celebrity crush for the longest time pls

she is the most successful melody 😔

she was so excited when they all went to chan’s studio

“ohhhHhh so this is the famous chan’s room 😼 honoured to be here mate”

pls they named themselves 6racha and were literally just having a blast in the studio 😭😭😭

minhyuk: your voice sounds so different when you rap!!

juliet: really? 😅😅 i didn’t really notice

minhyuk: yeah it’s cool :]

okay but when they went to jypbob for lunch

she was so amazed by all the food

“😮😮😮 THIS ALL LOOKS SO GOOD WTF”

the Jeekies™️ making their debut on national tv

yes both jisung’s and juliet’s 🥰🥰

she was so shy when the others in mayfly came to watch rap unit’s rehearsal 😭😭😭

also everyone in the mayfly vocal and dance units went ❓❓❓ where is juliet????? shouldn’t she be here??????

felix: where’s my bestie :(

no lixliet for the unit stages 💔

wooyoung/jongho: oh she’s in the rap unit :D

“WDYM SHE’S IN THE RAP UNIT??????”

okay but as much of a power move this is, she was also so so so nervous

like, the most nervous she’s ever been on kingdom

bc she’s going to be performing with so many incredible rappers, juliet knows that she really has to give it her all to keep up with them

so she was Big Stressed™️ and not in a fun way

it was more of a “oh god what if i’m way too far behind and the difference in skill is so obvious that i cost our groups points????” way

but in true queen fashion, she definitely killed it during rehearsals and everyone in the unit reassured her that she had nothing to worry about 🥺🥺

move over round 2 juliet bc if you thought that was the last we’d see of rapper juliet, you have a big storm coming 😼😼

she rapped with hongjoong before he joined changbin, then rejoined the performance to rap with chan!!

aussie line stans are well fed ✨✨

girlie was collecting everyone in the audience 😼

pls but ateez was so proud of her bc they knew how stressed she was about this performance 😭😭😭

she was so relieved when mayfly won that she teared up before being pulled into the group hug :(((

“i’m so relieved by the results,” juliet says to the cameras during their backstage interview, the other members in the rap unit nodding in agreement. “we all had a lot of fun preparing for this performance, and i’m just really proud of us.”

“wait,” minhyuk says, tone laced with concern, “are you tearing up? why? we did well!”

hongjoong, sitting in the back row, reaches forward to pat juliet on the shoulder comfortingly as she goes silent to suppress the tears. “she was really stressed preparing for this performance, so she’s a bit overwhelmed right now,” he explains for her.

juliet inhales deeply before saying, “because our unit has so many great rappers, i felt burdened because i was scared that my rapping wouldn’t be up to par with everyone else’s. but everyone was so encouraging and kind, and it really helped me push through the pressure, so i’m very thankful.”

“ey, you did so well,” jisung says enthusiastically. “we never worried about your performance!”

now that their rap unit finished performing she could sit back and enjoy the other performances!!

she was mesmerised by it’s one’s dance unit bc their performance was so beautiful

she said :OOOOOO

then came mayfly’s dance unit!!!!

“MAYFLY LET’S GOOOOOOOO”

pls she was their biggest hypewoman 😭😭😭😭

literally screamed during san and felix’s part

then when wooyoung and felix did the stunt????

she lost her SHIT

the way mnet cut from chan’s worried “felix?” to juliet’s “FELIXXXXXX :D” 😭

“YEAHHHHHHHHH MAYFLYYYYY!!!!”

pls she was so so proud 😭😭😭😭😭😭

in conclusion mayfly are besties now ❤️❤️

— fan reactions;

a/n: hello is everyone okay because I AM NOT 💔💔 all the stages from today were so so good and i’m so proud of all the units 🤧🤧💗 i NEED the studio versions of all the songs from today <//3 (and from round 2 too 😭) also lemme know if you’d like to see the full version of jisung and juliet’s 120 sec interview!! 😋 (though i’m prolly gonna write it anyways whdjwhs) your feedback and support means a lot to me so tysm!! 🥺❤️

[like-rain-or-confetti]

Closer (Alec Volturi x Reader)

"Alec?" You called quickly before he could leave. Alec turned, slightly surprised by you delaying him. "Yes?" "Are you busy today? Right now even?" You asked. Alec's surprise was much more visible. You had been opening up to him a lot more as of lately and Alec cherished it. Being mates was new to the both of you. You, seeing as you were human, and Alec because he was used to being alone for centuries -the outcast with his sister. For someone else to invest time in him was still very new even after a month of you being here. "No." He said, brushing off the nagging thought that he should say more than that. "Are you away to spend time with your sister?" His brow creased slightly. "No...she has duties to attend to today." "Oh..." You nodded, a thought seemed to distract you momentarily. Alec noticed it, the way your expression changed slightly, your eyes moving from his own as you paused. "Do you need us for something?" Alec tilted his head, your lack of explanation only making him more eager to make sure you were alright. "Oh! No!" You cracked a smile. "I'm fine, I just...I want to ask you something but I don't know if you'd be comfortable or not." You said almost sheepishly. Alec's relief was short lived. "If you ask me, you can find out." 

It wasn't often you had a question for him and clearly this was a bigger one if you weren't sure if he'd answer. What made it more intriguing is the possibility that it would make him uncomfortable meaning it could be very personal. "Well...I was just wondering if you wanted to stay for a while? I feel like I haven't seen you as much these past few days." You explained. "Have you been alone during that time? I made sure to tell Demetri and Felix to keep you company." Alec frowned, annoyed that you had been left alone. "Oh it's not that! They did keep me company but...they aren't you." You paused at the last part of the sentence and Alec's face went blank. There was silence, Alec genuinely taken aback by your request. He'd never gotten such a request before. "You don't have to if you don't want to!" You said hurriedly. "I don't want you to force yourself into doing something you don't want to." "I'm surprised by the request but I'm not opposed to it. I'd like to spend some more time with you." Alec responded. "Really?" Alec nodded slowly. "Yes." 

The two of you noted that your encounters often started like this, despite being mates. You held back and he wasn't accustomed to any kind of romantic relationships. You had changed his whole world instantly. However the tension always shifted and neither of you ever noticed when it did. Although neither of you were complaining. 

With a grin, you patted the space beside you on your bed and he complied after searching your eyes for approval. Eventually you had moved to lay on your stomach as Alec lay on his back beside you. "I heard there is supposed to be a storm tonight." You smiled. "You did?" Alec responded. You nodded. "Yeah. It's been on the radio apparently. It was the receptionist that told me." "Ah, I haven't been on that side of the castle today so that'll be why I haven't heard until now." Alec said. "Were you on guard duties this morning?" Alec nodded in response. "I was on duty when you went to bed last night." Alec cracked a smile. "Are you on duty tonight?" You asked, shifting closer to him, attempting to meet his gaze. "No. Not until noon tomorrow. Both Jane and I will be on duty then." Alec suddenly smirked. "Why? Are you scared of the storm?" "No! You smiled. "Although I could say yes just to see you fight the wind." Alec smiled wider shaking his head at you. "Wouldn't be the first time." "What do you mean? Did you send a rogue uppercut to a gust of wind one time?" You raised an eyebrow. "No!" Alec chuckled. "I meant that I had to comfort my sister in storms back when we were human. Although they were much more frightening since our homes weren't as stable as now.” "Jane was afraid of storms? I can't imagine Jane being afraid of anything." You said. "Jane doesn't feel fear the same way as you would, neither do I. What can you fear when the worst thing has already happened?" Alec responded. "Do you see that as a weakness in me? It must change you're viewpoint on fear, especially after all this time." "No." Alec said quietly, looking into your eyes. "I actually want to protect that about you. I never want you to endure something that changes you like that. It's not a good thing and...I'd hate if you turned out like me." "Which is what? Smart?" You cracked a smile and you couldn't help but smirk with a light roll of his eyes. "Cold." He said. He absent-mindedly ran a finger across your face. "Distant. I couldn't bare it, if something happened to you and it changed you in such a way."  You caught his falling hand, cradling it in both of yours. "Can you tell me about what it was like back then?" "I can't give you an unbiased interpretation of it. I don't remember much of it and they aren't fond memories." Alec warned. "I'd like to hear it from you. Your story of what it was like to live back then." "Are you certain? It was very different from how it is now." He continued to press. "It's a part of your life, that makes it important to me." Alec was taken aback but complied, noting his hand locked within both of yours in a tight but comforting grip. 

Alec hummed lightly. "Well life expectancy wasn't as high as it is today. We did well if we lived to our thirties. So naturally we were married off and having children at around thirteen or fourteen years old." "Were you ever married? Did you have kids? What about Jane?" Alec shifted. "No. I was never married." "Why?" "People were afraid of us so no one wanted anything to do with us. So it was strange in those times to be my age and not have a family to work for. The same went for Jane. She didn't have any children and wasn't married because people were too afraid of us." "That must have been awful, just another thing to add to your torment being in that village." "Yes," Alec agreed. "a part of me was always relieved though. You’re taught to accept such normalities back then of marrying at around thirteen and having children and working for the rest of your days. However when times began to change, I couldn't help but be relieved that I wasn't married to someone I didn't choose and was forced to love. My mother and father were lucky that way. They fell in love and it was lucky since they were to be wed. Not everyone got that same treatment though. There were many in our village who were married but had no love for their spouse. I'd hate to live like that." "What about after that? You said about times changing. Did you ever meet someone after your change?" You asked. Alec chuckled. "Sweet-face, might I remind you that I am one of the most feared vampires in the world? What makes you think I'd have a friend never mind a lover?" "Wait so... you're like a thousand years old and there hadn't even been a first kiss?" You gawked and he shook his head nonchalantly. "You're kidding. You've never kissed someone?" Alec inhaled about to speak but you butted in before you could. "You know what kind of kissing I mean." You nudged him. "No." He said finally slightly defeated that he couldn't tease you. "I'm not accustomed to affection. Besides," Alec smirked. "no kissing before marriage." You gave him a dumbfounded expression. "Have you ever wanted to kiss anyone?" "You're very interested in this topic aren't you?" Alec smirked. "Yes, because it's so alarming to me that no one has kissed you after all this time!" You pressed. "Alright then, when was your first kiss?" He retorted. "I was like...fifteen...I think? It was with a guy in school and it was terrible!" Alec couldn't help but laugh. "I was put off for a very long time. He had ate chocolate before hand and there was a lot of tongue, it was just...it was a lot and I wish it never happened." Alec continued to laugh. "So really you wish you were in my position." "Well no because you've been around so much longer than me. I just don't get how no one has kissed you, like out of everything that could happen in so many centuries and no one?" "I'm going to remind you again that everyone fears me. Even you to an extent." Alec raised an eyebrow. You immediately felt guilty because you still felt some fear around him. "That being said, I know you don't fear me as much as you did when we first met and I'm glad. You're the closest that anyone has ever gotten to me except my sister." "Does it bother you?" You asked gently. "That sometimes I still get afraid?" "It doesn't annoy me if that's what you're referring to. I understand why you would be. Sometimes it makes me sad because I know I would never harm you. That's what makes you different from the others." Alec finished. "Have you ever wanted a friend since your change?" You asked quietly. "No. You were my first friend." "Do you get lonely?" "I can't say for sure, if I do- I'm used to it. As I said, I'm not used to affection." "I just can't believe someone as remarkable as you hasn't been shown affection even in all these years." You said and Alec immediately noticed the sadness in your tone of voice. "Have you ever wanted to kiss someone?" You asked. Alec turned his head to look at you completely. "I think you might already know the answer to that." He said quietly. Although he gave you a pointed look and immediately you caught on. 

You pushed yourself up ever so slightly. "Have you fed? Are you thirsty?" "No, I'm not thirsty...why?" "Just checking in case you bite my face off." You responded. "What?" Alec's brow furrowed in confusion. "Alec, do you trust me?" You asked quickly. "Yes but...I don't know what you're doing." "I want to kiss you." Alec was shocked. "Although I'm only going to, if you actually want me to and tell me that's what you want. If you rather it wasn't me then just tell me. There is no wrong in that." Alec was speechless for the first time in years. Had he gone mad? Was he hallucinating? Was this actually happening? 

"It's all up to you." You said softly. Alec couldn't find any words to speak but slowly he began to nod. "Are you sure?" You asked "...yes." Alec said barely above a whisper. "You definitely want your first kiss to be with me?" You pressed, not wanting to make any assumptions and force Alec into anything he wasn’t ready for. "Yes." He said again, nodding. You nodded shifting closer. "I won't lie, I'm a little nervous." You said quietly. "Why?" Alec asked just as quiet as you were. "I really want to make this a good experience for you. I hope I'm enough to do that." Alec exhaled, his expression unreadable. "You can stop me at any time, okay? The moment you change your mind. You let me know." Alec nodded again but was very sure he wouldn't change his mind. Not that you seemed to know that. "Close your eyes. Trust me when I say it's better when you do. It's much more natural that way." "What do I do?" Alec asked. "You don't need to do anything." "No, I mean, do I just lie here? Do I put my hands somewhere? What do I do?" You giggled quietly, hovering over him ever so slightly. "You can put them where ever you like. I'll let you know if anything is off limits." Alec huffed. "I'll have you know I was thinking about your waist, not anywhere indecent. I have manners, (Y/N)." You grinned at him. "I know, I'm just teasing." You moved again hovering over him. "Close your eyes." You whispered and after a moment, Alec's eyes fluttered shut. You exhaled, butterflies in your stomach. You had never initiated a first kiss before and you really hoped it would be a positive memory for him. He deserved that and much more.  Slowly, you leaned down, pausing for a brief moment to make sure Alec was still comfortable. He seemed to be since he waited and didn't stop you. You tilted your head slightly, gently placing your lips on his cold ones. Alec inhaled, he couldn't help himself, your scent flooded his nostrils and consumed him. Your lips were warm and soft and felt very pleasant against his. He couldn't describe the feeling that washed over him. Being kissed was pleasant but knowing it was you kissing him brought it to a whole other level. He couldn't get enough.  Suddenly you felt cold fingertips on your waist but barely touching. Alec seemed uncertain but after another sharp inhale, he seemed to had decided almost immediately. His hands slowly gripped your waist and moved you ever so slightly closer to him. This lasted for another few seconds before you needed to breathe and broke the kiss. 

A quiet gasp escaped Alec as his eyes snapped open, a look of hurt flashing across his face before remembering that you still had to breathe. His burgundy eyes stared into yours and you once again had no idea as to what he was thinking. He didn't throw you off of him so perhaps that was a good sign? You were suddenly aware that his hands weren't on your waist, one instead travelling to your face, cupping your cheek. The other, no doubt, back by his side. His touch, whilst cold in temperature was gentle, running his thumb across your cheekbone and completely captivated as your caught your breath. You leaned into his touch slightly, so much so that it was possible that only he noticed. "Was that okay for a first kiss?" You asked quietly. "I'm sorry if it wasn't-" "It was perfect." Alec said immediately, it came out as a whimper as though your words evoked the fear he'd never get another again. "It was?" You whispered. "Even though...I'm just human?" Alec didn't seem to hear you, his eyes searching yours. "Can you do it again?" You cracked a smile. "Alec, you don't have to ask me. You can have one any time you want." Alec held your shoulders this time as you leaned down again, his grip keeping you there as you pressed your lips to his again. Alec exhaled again but this one was more relaxed, almost sounding like a happy sigh. You broke the kiss to smile at him. "I'm getting the feeling you like kisses." "No, I like your kisses." Alec breathed. You smiled softly at him, kissing his lips again before sitting up. 

You sighed. "Looks like I have a lot of time to make up for." "What do you mean?" Alec asked. "Well you haven't been given affection before now yet you deserve it. So naturally I have to catch you up." Alec didn't get the chance to respond before you pounced, climbing on top of him and planting kisses erratically all over his face. "(Y/N!)" Alec couldn't stop the chuckles that escaped him. "What?" You pulled back. "Oh wait- I missed a spot. Hang on." You went back to peppering kisses all over his face. Every time Alec moved his face, you gripped his jaw and kissed every bit of available skin. "Alright! I get it!" Alec finally said. "You've made your point!" You giggled planting one last kiss before climbing off of him. "So if we do this a million times a day for the rest of eternity, we should be caught up. Then of course there's the love that was missed during the time we were catching up." Alec sighed but couldn't help but grin regardless. "We could try, I suppose." Alec smirked. 

Even in the next day, Alec was still awestruck by the kiss. It was always on the back of his mind. His twin noticed almost immediately and Alec had to tell her. If there was anyone he wanted to tell, it was Jane who was surprised that she must have heard it but completely ignored it. 

Jane was protective of Alec and of course wasn't exactly welcoming to you but she couldn't bring herself to utter even a bad word about you. You had made Alec so happy and she couldn't fault that. Suddenly you weren't just a human anymore. 

Marcus was next to comment, telling Alec his bond with you had strengthened significantly. Naturally he told his master about the kiss. Marcus drawled something about it being the moment being wonderful. Even then it wasn't enough, he still thought about it. 

However he almost got lost in the memory now that he was alone in his room. His fingertips brushing his bottom lip, reminding him of the sensation of the kiss you gave him. The emotions were addictive. A smile grew on his face. He couldn't help himself. Especially since it has become something he couldn't forget.

[stray-kids-react]

You go into little space

Masterlist

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Bang Chan

* Protective caretaker mode has been activated, no matter what the situation is. *

° Chan came home from work, throwing his keys onto the kitchen counter. Soon noticing a cute crayon note stuck to the fridge with a magnet, 'Hi daddy! I hope work was good. I am in the room drawing, come join me!'

* Chan knew about little space, and understood that it was a way of you calming down from any stress. He was always willing to take care of you, and never got annoyed or weirded out like some people did. *

° Chan walked into the bedroom, noticing cute little stick fairies stuck all over the walls. Your tongue stuck out as you focused on coloring in one of the fairies dresses. Too focused to notice your care taker admiring you from afar.

"Hey princess/prince charming, did you draw these?"

° You nodded shyly, looking at the floor worried that he would be upset at the new decorations. But you relaxed when he cupped your face, pecking the top of your head softly.

"They look amazing y/n, which one is your favorite?"

° You pointed to the glittery blue fairy with large pigtails, unsticking it from the wall to hand it to him.

"That's mine too! I love the glitter, that was a nice touch."

Lee Know

* Is already whipped for you, but becomes even more soft when you go into little space*

° You were in the middle of shopping, when he noticed you shift into a more clingy and innocent faze. Minho looked at you with softened eyes, asking if you were alright. "Can we visit that store, please daddy?"

*Once Minho found out that you would sometimes go into little space, he researched everything about it to make sure he knew what to do. Constantly praising you for not being bratty or a bad girl/boy. *

° Minho guided you to the pajama store, wrapping his hand around your wrist gently. You skipped towards the sleeping masks, passing him a panda one and grabbing a cute glittery cat one for yourself.

"Does daddy look like this mask? Or do I look more like yours?"

° You tugged at the panda one, jumping up and down on the floor. Giggling excitedly when he would poke his face out from the mask, sometimes sticking his tongue out at you and making derp faces.

"Can we please get them? I really like this one~" You begged, pouting slightly.

° Minho loved seeing your bright smile, so he took it a step further and let you pick out one more. Chuckling when you clapped in joy.

"Let's go to the cash, and then we can go get some donuts. How does that sound munchkin?"

Changbin

* Changbin adored when you went into little space, always playing around with you. *

° You knew that Changbin was coming home in a couple minutes, and you decided to hide from him wanting to see if he could find you. Grabbing a flashlight, so you wouldn't be scared of the dark while in the closet.

*Changbin was really curious about little space, and let you explain everything to him. The next day, buying you a whole bunch of stuffies and glittery stickers. Letting you put one on his laptop, not planning on removing it anytime soon. *

° He walked in, noticing the empty bowl of ice cream with sprinkles left over. Changbin clued in that you were probably in little space, and played along with your hide & seek prank. Even though he could hear your small giggles from the closet.

"I wonder where my cutie pie went? Is she/he in the kitchen?"

° You jumped out of the closet with a cute rawr, making him "scream" in "fear". Placing a hand over his heart dramatically, he repeatedly praised you for being so "intimidating".

"I practiced my rawring all day, I wanted to surprise you daddy."

° He adored when you got all giddy after getting a reaction out of him, only encouraging him to be more dramatic each time. Sometimes even falling to the floor when you jump out of an obvious hiding spot.

"Get ready for supper cutie pie, I bought you your favorite pizza."

Hyunjin

* Loves when you go into little space, Becuase you both play around and he gets extra cuddles*

° You just woke up from a nap and wanted some attention, and you just so happened to jump into little space when you woke up. So you secretly grabbed one of your tiaras and planned on secretly placing it on Hyunjin.

*Hyunjin didn't know what little space was at first, so he let you guide him through all of the facts and duties of being a caretaker. He enjoyed when you became clingy, and used your light baby voice when asking for stuff. *

° Hyunjin immediately got into the character of a prince, assuming you were in little space. Voicing some of the barbies you brought out, and kissing a soft frog stuffed animal so it could turn back into a human.

"As prince of Amercanodale, I declare that Ken shall be released from jail."

° You soon grabbed different doll clothes, asking Hyunjin which one your dolls should wear. Asking for help with braiding the doll's hair, which he happily did along with some of his own hair.

"Can I bedazzle your hair? I have cute clips to use in it!"

° Hyunjin always allowed you to play with his hair, whether you be in little space of not. Loving that feeling of you stroking through his locks, and looking at him with only admiration and love.

"Use as many clips as you want beautiful, you can even use that hair chalk if you want."

Han

* Accidently found out about you going into little space, when he found your sticker stash*

° Jisung noticed your small pout throughout the day, noticing that you ran out of stickers and were in little space. He wanted to cheer you up so he took you onto a trip to the nearest dollar store, letting you pick out some stickers.

* Jisung knew about the basic things of Little Space, but never really looked into it until he found out that you used it as a stress relieving mechanism. He won't tell the members unless you are comfortable with it*

° You specifically picked out a pack of animal stickers that included some squirrels, sticking one on his cheek once he bought them for you. Pointing out that he reminds you of the sticker that you stuck on him.

"I look like the squirrel?... As long as you like squirrels than it's okay. *Chuckles*"

° You kissed the sticker on his cheek, and soon went on a rant about how much you love squirrels. Mentioning their fluffy tails, and cute cheeks that hold so much food. Not realizing how long you were ranting.

"Do you like Squirrels? Or are you more of a chipmunk lover?"

° Jisung thought wisely about which option would offend you the least, soon going with the most neutral answer. Explaining that he likes both and finds them just as cute as you do, loving the way your eyes sparkled in joy.

"Even though they are both cute, nothing can compare to my little squish y/n."

Felix

* The cutest and cuddliest caretaker ever, loves when you become his own personal backpack and pillow*

° You were both heading home from dinner with the boys, and by the last ten minutes he noticed you switch into little space. Getting hints by your constant clingy hugs, and never letting go of his hand.

* You told him about your shifts little space when you were serious enough in the relationship. Letting all of the anxiety you had leave your body, when he simply nodded and sent you a soft reassuring smile. *

° Felix tucked you under the soft sheets of your shared bed, brushing away any stray hairs from your face. Letting you choose a bedtime story to read to you, rubbing a soft circle across your stomach as he read aloud.

"The prince left a soft kiss upon aurora's lips, watching as her lovely eyes fluttered open."

° Felix constantly glanced at your increasingly tired state, thanks to mixture of his deep soothing voice and soft delicate hands. His hand trained up to your cheek, pressing his thumb against the corner of your lips.

"Before I go to sleep, can I have a goodnight kiss? Pleeeaassee~"

° Felix giggled at your dramatic begging, but caved into your needy yet calm cuteness. Placing small playful pecks all over your face, before landing his last one across your smile gently. Staying on your lips for a couple seconds longer than the rest.

"Goodnight sleeping beauty, wake me if you need anything. Even if it's just cuddles."

Seungmin

* Spoils you when you are in little space, just because you are too cute to say no too. *

° Hyunjin won a bet against Seungmin, so he had to go out and buy a toy for Kkami. You tagged along because you wanted to spend time with Seungmin and see some cute kittens. But you shifted into little space while looking at the kittens and babying them.

* Seungmin clued into small habits and hints you showed while going into little space, such as changing your voice, pouting, & being 10× more hyper than usual. Soon bringing emergency toys, just in case. *

° Seungmin asked an employee if you were able to hold one of the kittens, soon getting an answer when he unlocked the cage that the small kitten slept in. You held it close to you, making small baby noises during it.

"I wonder if Hyunjin would get mad if we came home with a kitten instead of a toy."

° You heard his sentence, but you were too focused on making the kitten purr louder for affection. Soon exclaiming in joy when it cuddled into your hand, making Seungmin comb his fingers through the soft fur.

"I think it likes me! Or maybe it just wants food... Either way I'm getting cuddles~"

° Seungmin saw the kitten a while back when he went shopping with Hyunjin for dog food, and knew that it needed someone who would love it unconditionally. So he ended up driving home with and furry lump asleep on his lap.

"We're home and brought something extra special, I hope Kkami doesn't mind cat fur."

Jeongin

*The only time he will let you call him oppa or daddy, understanding it's part of Little space*

° You were terrified of the loud storm that was happening outside, so you rushed to your boyfriend's dorm to try and calm down. Bringing a couple extra presents while in your child like splurge of ideas.

*Jeongin enjoyed playing with you, loving the innocent gaze you gave everytime he used a big word. Sometimes he would shift into little space with you without realizing, but he secretly enjoyed the feeling *

° Jeongin turned on a couple flashlights while strapping on the adorable hat you brought, asking if your wanted any drinks or snacks. Holding your hand while walking to the kitchen for some chips and soda.

" You don't have to be scared of anything, oppa is right here and won't let anything happen."

° You nodded still a bit cautious thanks to the booming thunder outside, but that only led to him holding onto you closer while walking back to the room. Shooing your irrational scary thoughts away.

"You're the best oppa ever Innie, thanks for the yummy snacks and cuddles."

° He played music off of his phone to try and distract you from the loud storm outside, feeding you chips and giving a cute bendy straw for your drink. Chuckling silently when you fell asleep with crumbs all over you.

"You such a cute little sunshine y/n, have a good rest cutie."

[iatethepomegranate]

We are not alone in the dark with our demons, Chapter 17

In which Caleb buys a house in Rexxentrum with Beau and Yasha, becomes a professor, learns to be a person separate from the trauma that shaped his life for so long, and begins the arduous process of preventing what happened to him from happening to anyone else. It gets far more personal than even he could have anticipated.

Content warnings: Caleb's backstory (especially references to abuse and grooming), referenced deaths of family members, near-dissociation, near-panic attacks

Chapter summary: Caleb tries to make some positive decisions for himself and reaches out to Felix to teach him a spell (and help him cope).

Chapter notes: Chapter title is from Silhouette by Sleeping At Last

*****

Chapter 17: It must be so hard, in the mess you’re always cleaning up, to believe in the ghost of unbroken love.

Caleb and Essek dropped Caduceus at the Grove after breakfast the next morning. They would be picking him up again the day after next, along with the rest of the Nein, but any time he could spend with his family was to be treasured.

They then teleported into Beau and Yasha’s side of the house in Rexxentrum. Caleb had begun the process of putting a new teleportation circle in his laboratory, but it would take time, even with Essek’s help.

Yasha peered out from the kitchen. “Hello! You just missed Beau.” She looked at Caleb, who had slept poorly until he had given in and polymorphed himself into a cat, and swept both him and Essek into a tight hug. He liked this side of her, less concerned about making a social fuckup and just doing what felt right.

Essek awkwardly patted her back. “Hello, Yasha.”

She let them go. “Oh, Caleb! I’ll get the note. Give me a moment.” She ran upstairs, thundering around the upper floor.

Essek set a pouch of Xhorhassian spices and fried bugs from the region on the kitchen table; he had gotten lucky at the market yesterday. The peaceful conclusion of the war had freed up trade, allowing a better variety of goods to be found, especially in port cities such as Nicodranas. This also meant Essek had been able to stock up on a few hair and skincare products that were hard to find outside Rosohna. He had insisted on picking up a few products for Caleb as well. Caleb was still a little unused to being clean, let alone having a skincare routine.

Yasha pelted back downstairs and passed Caleb a little scrap of paper. “Here.”

“Danke.” Feeling the high quality of the paper between his fingers, Caleb suspected Nico had torn this piece from his own spellbook. Caleb made plans to leave some paper and ink lying around downstairs in case Nico came again while everyone was out. For now, he committed Nico’s handwriting to memory and stashed the note between the pages of his new journal. Then, he reached into his pocket and handed Yasha its twin. “For you. I thought… maybe it was time we collect happier memories.”

Yasha accepted the leather-bound journal, slightly smaller than her old one so she could keep it on her person with ease. His was identical. “Thank you, Caleb. This is a lovely gift.” She held the leather to her nose and inhaled deeply. She chuckled. “It smells like the ocean.”

“Ja, for now.” He hadn’t told the Nein what his old journal had held. But, if nothing else, the soft look on Yasha’s face confirmed she understood it was tied to his past, much like hers had been. He wasn’t sure he would ever tell the Nein, aside from Essek, what he had truly planned with the letters and the T-Dock. He was sure Beauregard suspected, and possibly Veth, and he was certain the rest, especially Caduceus, had caught on that he was headed down a self-destructive path. But Caleb had made the decision not to pursue it. Unveiling that now would upset them, and he had upset them enough. And Caleb preferred to keep that chapter of his life shut, lest he fall into temptation again.

It was time to look forward, as much as he was capable. As much as the current circumstances would allow him. The past would always have a hold on him, but he could choose to let it guide him towards making things better instead of breaking the world to undo what had already been done.

On that front, he had promised to pay Felix a visit, and Essek had burned his teleportation spells so Caleb still had his free for the day.

***

Caleb landed alone in Blumenthal. His breath still seized in his chest at the sight. He pressed a hand to his sternum and gulped down air until the world stopped spinning. He wondered, a little frantically, whether this would ever get easier. And then the panic passed, and he could breathe again.

He checked in with the gravekeeper, who confirmed they were holding off on the Baumanns’ funeral for a few more days in case Nico was willing and able to attend. He passed on the news that Nico had made a small amount of contact, and Caleb willed himself to exude what quiet optimism he could manage.

The gravekeeper was an elderly widow who had been tending the Blumenthal graves for as long as Caleb could remember. She knew him, of course, and that was unnerving as always. But he was trying to stay calm about the people of Blumenthal knowing the professor visiting Felix had once been Bren, son of Una and Leofric Ermundrud. It was hard, though, knowing there were at least a few neighbourhoods who could make the connection between what happened to the Baumanns, and what happened to the Ermendruds. They had not stated outright at any point that Nico had killed his parents, but the more people who knew about what happened, the more people were likely to suspect the truth. And, of course, the Schneiders knew. Caleb didn’t want the townspeople to think of Nico that way; he was going through enough. Caleb wasn’t sure how he felt about himself, only that there was a weight in his guts that intensified whenever he thought about it too much.

Caleb made one last stop before meeting Felix. He was here anyway, and he had not visited his parents since he had buried the letters with them. So he picked his way through the winding cemetery. It was easy to find his parents again, now that he had been here once.

“Hallo,” he said quietly, kneeling in the grass before their paired gravestones. His last visit hadn’t been that long ago, really, but he had been so swaddled in his grief that it had been hard to think straight. He pulled out the new book and rested it on his knee. “A lot has happened since I last came. I have a house now, in Rexxentrum, and a job teaching at Soltryce Academy. I’m going to stop what happened to me, and the both of you, from happening to anyone else. Best I can, anyway. Mixed success so far.” An inappropriate chuckle escaped him. “It’s… strange. Seeing these young boys, Felix and Nico, who had been set on the same path I had walked. We stopped Felix before he could… but I wasn’t fast enough to save Nico’s parents. I am… doing what I can now. They are both so young. Children, really. And, well, you know children that age rarely feel like children. I didn’t. I think Trent exploited that.”

He let the quiet wash over him. A light, fresh breeze played against his face. Most residents of Blumenthal were probably hard at work right now. This was a farming town, after all.

He remembered the journal on his knee. “Oh, and I have a new book now. This one is for happy memories. Nico left me a thank you note; I suppose that’s the first one. He’s not… he needs time. But I am starting to believe we can help him. I’m… I think that scares me. I understand what he’s going through better than most, but… this is a huge responsibility. I hope I don’t fuck it up. Sorry, mother. I would blame my new friends, but, in truth, I’ve always had a mouth on me. My friends are very cool, though. I think you would have liked them. Well, jury’s out on Beauregard, but she grows on you. Maybe I’ll tell you about our adventures next time I visit. Well, some of them. From Trostenwald, to Xhorhas, to a floating flesh city, to a Rexxentrum courtroom... we had a big year. And it’s because of them that I can bear talking to you like this.”

A tiny thought, right at the back of Caleb’s head, suggested he should bring the Nein next time. Or maybe one or two of them. Nine people clustered around a pair of graves sounded like a lot.

Caleb wanted to stay longer, but he had to check on Felix. He sighed, and pushed himself to his feet. “I will return, I promise. I will not leave you for as long as I did the first time. I love you both.”

He stepped away while he still had the will to do so. The grief was there, but he felt in control of it. For now, at least. And there was a family that needed him.

***

Louise Schneider was tending the vegetable patch in front of the house, while Friedrich knelt by a wooden cart, replacing a damaged wheel. Caleb fought off nausea at the sight of the cart; it looked just like the one his parents had owned. That… was fine. He was fine. Blumenthal-standard cart. The things were everywhere.

Louse set her trowel aside, sitting back on her heels. “Hallo… Caleb?” She was, evidently, struggling a bit to figure out what she was supposed to call him.

“Ja, hallo.” His voice was a little rough, but steady.

“Felix is in his room.” Louise wiped her brow with the back of her glove. “He’s been a little… reclusive.”

Sensing this conversation was going to take more than a few seconds, Caleb sat in the grass with her. “Okay, talk to me. How is he? And how are the two of you?”

Louise huffed a short, rueful laugh. “It is hard to tell how your child is feeling when he barely talks to you.”

“I am sorry to hear that,” Caleb said, as gently as he sensed she would tolerate. “My situation was not like Felix’s, but I can understand a little. It’s… not a comfortable feeling to know that all the love in the world is not enough to… to…” He breathed. “All I know is that I have grappled with the guilt of my actions for a long time, and the fact we were able to get to him before it went that far… it does not erase the shame. It is an ugly thing, to face yourself, to face the person you have become, even if you were manipulated and abused and brainwashed to become that person.”

“What the fuck are we supposed to do?” she whispered.

“Love him. Show him you are there for him, in whatever way he can bear.”

Louise gazed back at the house. “But if love wasn’t enough…”

“It takes time,” Caleb told her. “You can’t measure it, or count it. Time looks different for all of us. But with your support, it will be easier for him to come to terms with what happened to him, and to understand he is not a bad person for the things he was persuaded to do, and almost did… easier than it is for me. You have to remember, Frau Schneider, that those of us in the Volstrucker program thought we were serving our country, and we were honoured to do it.”

“We thought the same,” Louise murmured. “When Felix was chosen for the program…” She sighed. “I told Master Ikithon to do whatever it took to help him be what the Empire needed.”

The ground was unsteady beneath Caleb, and he was relieved to be sitting down. “My mother and father felt the same, if Ikithon spoke true. He usually does.” A wave of pettiness overcame him, and he chuckled. “Did. That is why it is so difficult to process. He rarely lied to us outright. And we thought we had a choice. We did, to a degree. We chose to serve, and we thought we had to endure what he put us through and what he asked us to do… so we could serve our country.”

“What do you now believe?”

“I believe there are good people in the Empire,” said Caleb. “There are things worth preserving. The child abuse and murder of innocent Empire citizens are not among of them.” He was getting distracted, so he steered his thoughts back in their original direction. “Now is the time Felix needs you most. The biggest thing that has helped me is knowing there are people who care about me and value me, even when I don’t care about myself.”

“We’re trying,” said Louise. “Thank you. He should be in his room, if you’d like to talk to him.”

“Ja, I will. He has been working on a Transmutation spell, which happens to be my specialty.” Caleb pushed himself to his feet, straightening his coat. “And, Louise?”

“Ja?”

“We were children a long time ago,” he said. “And my memories of Blumenthal are too… complicated to linger on, but I remember your kindness. And I have seen your love for your son. You are a good mother. Remember that, and extend that same kindness to yourself, ja?”

Louise picked up her trowel, her movements slow as if through water. “Danke.”

Caleb moved towards the house, exchanging a wave with Friedrich. The front door was open, so he stepped through. The house only had one storey, so he moved past the living area to a short, thin hallway. One door was open, revealing a wide bed for two people. He knocked on the other door.

“What?” said Felix, voice tinged with adolescent irritation that brought back a fuckton of memories for Caleb, of studying in his bedroom until his mother interrupted to coax him down for a meal. It ached, but bearably so.

“It’s Caleb. May I come in?”

“Ja, I guess.”

Caleb turned the knob and slowly pushed, poking his head through first. Felix was sitting on the wooden floor, beside a low bed made from a rough timber frame. His spellbook lay on the floor in front of him, but it was seemingly open to a random page, and Felix’s hair was mussed as if he had just been lying down. On the floor, if Caleb were to guess.

“Would you like some good news?” Caleb said, stepping inside. He shut the door, leaning against it while he awaited Felix’s response.

“That would make a nice change,” Felix said flatly.

Caleb sat on the floor in front of him and pulled out his new book, removing Nico’s note and handing it to Felix. “Nico visited my home while it was empty the other day. He left this.”

Felix scanned the note with careful, controlled slowness. He passed it back, staring sightlessly at the pages of his book.

“He also responded to a Sending,” Caleb continued. “Only to tell me he did not wish to talk, but that is progress. Has he spoken to you?”

“Nein,” Felix said quietly. There was a heaviness to his posture, and he seemed to lack the energy to express himself with his face or voice. Aside from that singular spike of irritation when Caleb had knocked.

“Well, it appears he is listening. If you can bear it, I would suggest you keep talking to him.”

“Ja, okay.” The Felix in front of him was a far cry from the Felix in his messages. Exhausted, flattened… defeated, in some ways. Beaten down and ready to give up. Caleb knew the feeling well. It was why he had been messaging Felix so frequently, knowing that he had no one else who could understand what he had been through. What he had almost done.

It would have been easy enough to talk about the Fly spell and let him have a distraction, but they had things to discuss first. It was better to end their meeting today on a positive note, rather than give him a reprieve now and drag him back to earth later.

“I spoke to your mother,” Caleb said, sitting with the guilt of not giving Felix the distraction he sorely needed. Not yet.

Felix huffed quietly. “Was it a useful conversation? Mine haven’t been.”

“I have the luxury of not being family,” Caleb replied. “I can tell her things that you never would.”

Felix snorted. “Right.”

“She says you’re becoming a recluse.”

Felix shrugged.

“Why is that?”

“What am I supposed to say?” Felix muttered, and Caleb got the sense he probably would have snapped at him, had he the energy. “I know they’re afraid of me.”

“I don’t think they are, Felix.”

“Doesn’t matter. I was going to kill them, and I would’ve succeeded. I know that. They know that.”

“I don’t think they’re worried about that right now.”

“Then they’re stupid.”

“That’s not a nice thing to say about your parents, Felix.”

“Murder also isn’t nice, but I was going to do that anyway.” Felix flipped through the pages of his spellbook until he landed on one Caleb recognised: the formula for Fireball. “Push the cart in front of the door, throw one of these fuckers into the house, or maybe a Lightning Bolt would’ve looked like a freak accident.” Having not expected this, Caleb had to fight a wave of nausea and grasp tightly to the present, and hoped it didn’t show on his face; this wasn’t about him or his bullshit. “Hadn’t decided. Whatever. If I aimed right, it would be over quickly. If not… it would be over eventually. Nico had similar plans, which apparently worked.” Felix’s fingers spasmed on the page, as if resisting the urge to tear it. “If my mother and father do not fear me, they have deluded themselves into thinking I’m innocent. Makes a certain kind of sense, I suppose. I never could tell them what Trent had us do. I have nothing to say to them. I see no point trying to comfort them when they should be afraid of me. They should not want me here.”

Felix was spiralling. Badly. Caleb was out of his depth, and his brain was not turning as efficiently as it usually did, on a knife’s edge of whether to stay present or dissociate entirely. But he had to do something.

“Would you like to guess where I have been today?” Caleb asked. “It’s here in Blumenthal.”

Felix shrugged. “I hate guessing games.”

“I visited my mother and father. Spoke to them for a while.”

Confusion furrowed Felix’s brow for a moment, before he looked up, understanding. “Can’t imagine they were very talkative.”

Caleb’s laugh surprised both of them. “You’re not wrong. Rather one-sided. But maybe they can hear me.”

Felix continued to take the bait. “Fine. I’ll bite. What did you talk about?”

“Life updates. I have only visited once before, a few months ago, and that was more… intense. And, well, since then, I’ve hit several personal milestones I wanted to tell them about.”

“Why are you telling me this?”

“Because I am about to guilt-trip you into speaking to your living parents.”

“Oh, fuck you.” There was no aggression behind it, merely exhausted resignation, as if Felix already knew Caleb had the upper hand.

“I am not expecting you to bare your soul to them,” Caleb said. “I understand the impulse to hold back and I do not wish to deny you your privacy. But, it is very easy for people like us to get caught in our heads, and it can be difficult to pull ourselves out of it without help.”

“And if I don’t want to have to look at them and remember I was going to fucking kill them?”

“You seem to remember that well enough without seeing their faces.”

Felix shoved his face into his hands, sighing loudly. “I don’t know what I would even talk about. We have nothing in common anymore.”

“I’ve always found admitting I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing is very helpful.”

Felix snorted.

“And I do not agree that you have nothing in common.” Caleb didn’t try to make Felix look at him. If this were one of the Nein, he probably would have gotten obnoxiously in the way until they couldn’t ignore him, like Jester, Veth and even sometimes Essek had been known to do for him. But, with Felix, his words would have to be enough. “You have told me you love them, and they clearly love you. There is a lot of common ground there.”

“What common ground?” Felix curled more deeply inward with the gravity of defeat. “I cared more about some bullshit Trent put in my head than how much I love my parents.”

This was far more familiar territory to Caleb. “You are not alone in that, Felix. I loved my mother and father. And I killed them just the same. Trent exploited our patriotism to isolate us from our families and tie our worth to serving the empire, to serving him. And by having us kill our families based on a lie, one of the only lies he ever told us, he could ensure we had no one else to support us. That we would not believe we deserved better, even if we learned he had modified our memories. He wanted us to have nothing else but him. Did he pull that ‘we are family’ bullshit with you?”

Felix dropped his hands, snickering bitterly. “Ja. All the time.”

“Creepy, ja?”

Felix kept laughing quietly.

“He invited me to a ‘family reunion’ with him, Astrid and Eadwulf a few months ago,” said Caleb. “My friends came with me. Do you remember Caduceus?” Felix nodded. “He told Trent he was a fool, and that no one loves him.”

Felix scoffed. “You’re lying.”

“I am paraphrasing. He did call Trent a fool, but what he said about love was… wait, let me quote this exactly. I have this burned into my memory forever.” Caleb cleared his throat, and did not attempt to mimic Caduceus’s voice because he was awful at accents, but he quoted: “He said, ‘I think it has been a long time since anyone has pointed out to you that you're a fool. Pain doesn't make people, it's love that makes people. The pain is inconsequential. It's love that saves them. And you would know that, but you have none around you. You said so yourself, you surround yourself with lies and deceptions. And I wish for you, in the future, to find someone who will mourn you when you are gone. Respectfully.’ And then Trent left.”

“Okay, two things,” said Felix. “First of all, Caduceus is cooler than you. Second, your memory is terrifying and I am rethinking every word I have ever said to you.”

“Caduceus is very cool, ja. And the memory is a blessing and a curse for me and everyone around me. I also have a very good sense of time, and I have used it to annoy the shit out of my friends.”

“Nerd.”

“Takes one to know one.”

“Fuck off.”

Caleb chuckled. “Back to my original point. Trent is a piece of shit. He wanted us to believe we chose to follow him, ja, but the choice was false. He wanted us to believe we did not deserve better. Even now that we are free from him, it is not easy to break that conditioning. Our minds are more fragile than we like to think, ja?”

“Ja, I guess.” The momentary brightness faded from Felix’s expression, and the heaviness returned.

“And an important step in countering that is to reach out to the people who care about you.”

Felix slammed his spellbook shut, hiding the Fireball spell from view. “And if I don’t want to?”

“Let me ask a question in return. What do you want?”

“I don’t know.”

“Are you so sure you do not want to repair your relationship with your parents?”

Felix groaned softly. “Did you have to word it like that? Of course I…” His voice dropped to a murmur. “Arschloch.”

“Then, is the problem less about what you want, or don’t want, and more about what you think you deserve?” Caleb had far too much experience in feeling that way.

“Fuck you, Caleb.” Felix scrambled to his feet, hugging the spellbook to his chest. “Are you going to teach me this spell, or did you just plan on lecturing me all day?”

Ah. There was the limit. “All right, I’ve said my piece.” Caleb got up. “You said you’ve transcribed the spell?”

“Ja. I just… it’s not an easy spell to practice.”

“I know. Shall we go outside? We will need space for this.”

[swervingkpoptrashcan]

I Wanna Be Your Favourite Boy - Felix (best friends to lovers fluff)

Summary: No one expected that acting for your friend’s film project would force you and your best friend, Felix, to act on your feelings. (lol)

Genre: Female reader, fluff, best friends to lovers AU, college AU, ft. Hyunjin

Word count: 1.4K

Note: The longer and more edited version of this blurb, the title and story is loosely based on the Rex Orange County song, Best Friend. I’m also a scriptwriting student and I LOVE dialogue so… I love Felix and also Hyunjin, tell me what you think and if there should be a part 2!

“Sorry, she can’t.”

You tear your eyes away from the cute boy in front of you, quickly glaring at your best friend who had just said the stupidest thing you’ve ever heard.

“Haha, you’re so funny Felix.” You replied in a (very obviously) forced joking tone, aggressively mouthing for Felix to cut it out.

You focus back on the boy in front of you, who’s fidgeting as he waits for your reply.

“Sure Hyunjin, just drop me a text and let me know when you need me.”

A smile grows on the boy’s face before he excitedly nods and bids you and Felix goodbye. You turn to face Felix who has a frown on his face as Hyunjin bumbles away.

“Why are you being mean to the poor kid, he just needs help for an assignment. Plus, aren’t you guys like friends?” You questioned.

A pout forms on Felix’s face, as he clings onto your arm and mutters, “Yeah, he’s in my dance team, but… He obviously likes you and I don’t like that.”

You couldn’t control your heart that picked up speed — it was difficult to not crush on Felix when he always pulled things like this, but you knew a relationship wouldn’t ever work out between the two of you. Felix just never seemed interested.

Although everyone thought you guys were dating, Felix would always deny any possibility of a relationship forming, replying with a firm, “We’re just friends”.

So you crack a smile at what he said, thinking that he was just protective over you since you had a terrible track record of relationships. You gave Felix’s head a pat before shoving him off your shoulder, him pouting and rubbing his head. 

“Anyway, why couldn’t Hyunjin ask me? I’m totally actor material. Psh, what a dumb excuse. He’s just too scared to ask you out on a date.” Felix grumbled, taking a sip of his tea. 

You tutted and shook your head, offering a bite of your cake to Felix so he would stop grumbling. Hyunjin was a film major, and needed a main lead for one of his class assignments. Though you didn’t know much about the film, he was a cute nice boy, and Felix’s friend, so you didn’t see any problems helping him out. 

“Just come with me if you’re so worried, I’m sure Hyunjin won’t mind.”

— 

Felix looked on in pure rage as Hyunjin talked to you. All Hyunjin was doing was rehearsing with you, demonstrating the actions the male lead — who was nowhere to be seen — was supposed to do. 

Stood by the camera equipment and the rest of the crew, Felix was far enough that he couldn’t hear the conversation happening. He could, however, see Hyunjin cozying up to you, stepping close and leaning down to look you in the eye as you struggled to hold back a laugh. When the pair of you look over, Felix quickly returns his gaze to check his empty phone lockscreen.

Unbeknownst to you, Felix was struggling to keep his feelings under wraps. Though it seemed so easy to just confess and call you his, he always saw the look you gave him whenever people asked, “Oh, why aren’t you guys dating”. Thinking you were uncomfortable, he came up with the bright idea to just deny any of these suggestions. The last thing he wanted to do would be to force his feelings on you and lose years of friendship.

Felix peeked and saw Hyunjin leave to talk to one of his crew members, leaving you standing in the shade under a tree, muttering to yourself. He walked over with your favorite drink, seeing your flushed face. 

“Tell me again how Hyunjin isn’t doing this to flirt with you?” He questioned, watching you slurp away at the ice cold beverage.

��Hyunjin’s just making sure I don’t mess up his project, that’s not flirting, dummy.” 

Felix shook his head at your lack of awareness, knowing full well what Hyunjin was up to. 

Except, he really didn’t. 

— 

“Felix probably wants to rip my head off right now.” Hyunjin states as he leaned towards you. 

You held back a laugh, shaking your head, “No, he’s like my biggest fan but it’s not like we’re dating or anything.” 

Both of you glance over to Felix who was looking at his phone, unbothered, just like you thought.

Hyunjin tuts and moves away from you. “No one buys that, by the way. As much as both of you say no way, we all know you guys like each other.” 

You blushed at his words but couldn’t deny anything. Hyunjin shot you a knowing look before he got called away by his producer. 

—

“No way dude, are you out of your mind! I’m not actor material!” Felix argued. 

By a stroke of luck (or well, misfortune), the male lead was down with a terrible case of stomach flu. Hyunjin had literally gotten on his knees to beg Felix to save his project, but the boy was stubborn and rejected him. With only a few hours left of sunlight, Hyunjin just needed a new lead to do some lines and Felix was the only choice.

“Please! I know you helped with her lines, why not just act with her then? Isn’t that just perfect?” Hyunjin pleaded, even going as far as to give you his puppy dog eyes.

You tugged at Felix’s arm and he leans down to hear you whisper, “Just do it and I’ll owe you a favour.” 

His eyebrows raise at that proposal, and he instantly agrees.

“Hyunjin, you owe me big time.” You smirked.

— 

Hyunjin watches the camera monitor as you and Felix complete yet another scene without any issue. Not surprising anyone, the chemistry between the two of you was perfect. 

“Okay, last scene, let’s move!” Hyunjin announced.

As the crew packs up, Felix reviews the script for the last scene. You bumble over and the both of you make your way to the next location, a classroom on the other side of campus. 

“I can’t believe I have to be all couple-y with you.” You joked, reading through the script.

Felix stopped walking, staring at you. “What does that mean?”

“I mean, if it was with some stranger it would be easier. But you’re like my best friend and I have to ‘almost’ kiss you? That’s so awkward.” You explained, tugging him along the hallway.

While what you said made sense, Felix couldn’t help but feel a pang in his heart, but he could only let out a sigh and get dragged along. 

Upon reaching the empty classroom and deciding to rehearse the ‘difficult scene’ before everyone else got there, the pair of you sit criss-cross applesauce on some tables, facing one another. 

“You’re still my favourite girl. But...” Felix said.

His gaze was piercing and you had to force yourself to remember that it was just the script. It wasn’t real.   

“What?” You asked.

“I wanna be the one that makes your day.” He replied, scooting nearer to you.

His knees bump yours.

“The one you think about as you lie awake.” He leans in.

His hands are on either side of you.

“I wanna be your favourite boy.” He gently places his forehead on yours.

His breath fans across your face.

Your heart is absolutely pumping at this point and you’re sure Felix could feel your heartbeat through your forehead. You blink hard, trying to remember your next line but with Felix literally breathing on your face, it escapes you.

“I want to claim that favour now.” Felix mumbles.

Felix’s eyes flicker down to your lips, then up to your now open eyes.

“Can I kiss you?” He asks.

You could have sworn your jaw dropped to the floor. Were you dreaming? Did you forget some lines? Was this in the script? It didn’t matter what breakdown your brain was going through because you ended up nodding. 

A soft smile spreads across Felix’s face, as he closes the gap between you two. His soft lips land on yours and you feel the warmth of his lips for a split second before he pulls away. 

Felix sees the dazed look on your face and chuckles, hopping off the table. Right on cue, Hyunjin comes crashing into the room with his trolley full of equipment.

“What did I miss?” 

[musicfren]

what on earth was that weird dog?

So, as I type this, @nottesilhouette is putting the finishing touches on her Magnum Opus, the greatest work of Felinette literature this century. Meanwhile, i’m writing a crack fic about Felix being dumb. Oh but he so dumb tho <3 Happy @felinettenovember y’all, remember not to get your position in the delicate balance of schoolyard politics supplanted by an upstart!

There was something off about this “Marinette” girl. Felix had only been at Françoise Dupont High School for a few days, but he could already tell she was going to be a problem. In the Great Game of Schoolyard Politics, opening moves are crucial, and Felix had been studious in ensuring his territory was thoroughly marked. He commanded an aloof, untouchable aura as he stalked the halls, inducing a cascade of lowered voices and downturned eyes. Even Chloe, whom Felix had quickly and skillfully identified as the real seat of power in this kingdom, left him suitably to himself. But Marinette… she would not leave well enough alone. His carefully cultivated acerbic wit did not seem to deter her. He was sure she sought to bring about his downfall, or perhaps snatch a piece of his newly found political power. Well, Felix would have none of it. He had fought too hard to secure his position, and was not about to see it snatched away by a childish, devious, meddling little upstart.

As he kept a wary eye on the polkadotted, pigtailed girl, Felix’s suspicion started to grow. By some coincidence (hardly a coincidence, Felix suspected) she was always wherever he was, watching him with that wide-eyed mask of innocence. Oh, she made it look like an accident, giggled awkwardly when they bumped into each other on the bus, or after class, or at every single bookstore he visited. Felix knew better. The Marinette girl had plans, plans to do with him. She was preparing some plot, and Felix needed to sniff it out before it could be put into action.

Felix was nothing if not a master detective. She had clearly studied his movements, so he would have to study hers. And the more he studied, the more suspicious he became. Here she was with binoculars, spying on him as he did his homework. There she was with a sketchbook, no doubt sizing up his weaknesses. Once, when she seemed to think no one was watching, he caught her whispering into her purse. Stranger still, there seemed to be some bizarre, reddish creature hiding inside it! Yes, something was afoot. He would need to go further.

Finding out Marinette’s locker combination had been a trivial matter. He knew her whole schedule inside and out, and struck when she was away with extreme precision. Inside, his worst fears were confirmed. She had dozens of pictures of him, doubtless taken in careful reconnaissance, all clipped from fashion spreads he had been forced into. They were side by side with the clothes and the interviews (a strong tactic to deter a weaker man into thinking she was interested in fashion, but Felix would not be so easily fooled!). There was a case of his favorite chocolate from the Dupain-Cheng bakery, markers in his favorite colors (pink, of course) scattered over a plain black sketchpad (his ideal aesthetic, and clearly the keeper of all her schemes), a small manilla card with his name on it (doubtless a folder of notes planning his downfall). She was collecting all of his weaknesses, his vulnerabilities. Clearly this girl meant business. The plot was becoming clearer now. He had motive and intent. All he needed now was method. And to figure out what that dog-mouse-bug creature was, maybe. 

He confronted her in the library, where he was sure he could find her alone. Stalking up to her table, he slammed the evidence in front of her.

“What are you planning? Spit it out!”

He loomed over her, pointing an accusatory finger in her direction. She was startled, stuttering, scared. Good.

“I know you’ve been watching me! I know you’re planning to take me down! Who do you work for? Chloe? Adrien?! And what on earth was that weird dog?!?”

Marinette, absolutely dumbfounded, slowly straightened from her defensive curl. “Wh… why do you have things from my locker?”

“I… you were planning something! I had to find out what!” He was panting hard.

She was indignant. “I was planning something? You broke into my locker!”

Try as he might to remain focused, her displeasure was starting to weaken his resolve. He found himself on the defensive.

“Well… well, what are all these things about, huh? Why does this card have my name on it?” 

Marinette squinted at him, mingled disbelief, confusion, indignation, and a little splash of something he couldn’t make out clouding her features.

“You don’t… know what this is?” She said, as if he had just asked her what these strange fleshy things attached to the ends of his arms were.

Meekly, wondering if he had made a terrible mistake, he shook his head.

Marinette extended a cautious hand and took the manilla card from the pile. Felix wasn’t sure but she seemed to be…blushing?

“I um… I was gonna give you this. It’s for you”

Felix took the card with trembling fingers. Inside the card, in daintily drawn cursive, were the words:

Will you go out with me?

Felix let the card gently flutter to the ground. Well, the plot had certainly thickened.

[fandomsilhouette]

monster mash

Felix’s greatest party trick is stay straight-faced throughout every horror movie, no exceptions. It’s not scary, there’s nothing there to startle at. Just pixels on a screen, artificial terror like cheap shots and jump scares. 

After all, the real horror in movies comes from the hyperrealistic, the persistent terror of what exists in the world. Felix is all too familiar with it. 

Happy @felixmonth, y’all! 

Felix absolutely would not be part of this inane project if it weren’t for the absolutely unfair volunteering requirements being imposed on him. Who even cared about being well rounded as a student?! Felix could read and write and do perfectly fine quantum physics. That should be more than enough to get him into college. 

But no, they wanted holistic and well rounded students who were social and outgoing and well connected and not just weirdo loners who didn’t participate. 

Absolutely disgusting. 

Fine, then! He’d play a minor role in Nino’s most recent hare-brained directorial shenanigan of a horror movie, help edit the audio together, maybe record some dramatic violin to overlay on the background and slap it on his resume and call it good enough. 

So of course, everything promptly went wrong. 

It started with Marinette being late. This was, actually, entirely usual and not at all a cause for concern!! Except that without the vague pretense of being in class and without Marinette’s sugar sweet snark, Chloe had full run of her unchecked ego and started wreaking havoc as soon as she realizes she could.

Then the set broke down, which led to panicked and hasty attempts to rebuild it before the light disappeared over the horizon, only to realize that it was all the fault of one missing screw that no one could find. The set was given up as a lost cause. 

There came a brief panic about the still-fresh paint falling on Marinette’s costumes (and the absolute terror that gripped every single person in the room at the thought of her fury) before cautiously checking to see that the paint had dried in the nick of time. 

After that, Adrien decided to fall asleep instead of, y’know, acting the lead role, which he WAS. All attempts to wake him up were met with grumbled excuses about being “tired” and then promptly rolling over to be written off as a lost cause. Nino, already irate at Chloe’s shrieking and demands to rewrite the plot and “lemme kiss him, that’ll wake him up!!” (and the subsequent tantrum when Nathaniel mumbled something along the lines of “yeah, but instead of true love it’ll be absolute horror”), finally shoved Felix into the center of the set and all but ordered him act in place of Felix. 

...stupid Adrien, creating messes all his own fault and then leaving them for Felix to resolve. 

A brief argument broke out, with the class either standing behind Felix in his adamant refusal to play a part he never volunteered for or rehearsed, or supporting Nino’s desperate need to complete the project today. With Chloe standing in the middle like some kind of demented conductor to this off key, discordant, murder-on-the-ears chaos orchestra of doom, Felix resolved himself to the loss of his sanity, all in pursuit of a meagre college degree. 

Felix gave himself a moment to mourn this most sacred loss, and then finally turned to Nino, slumped in resignation. 

“Okay, fine. I’ll do it.” 

And that’s when the world exploded. 

Chloe immediately started in on Felix, detailing every reason he would never be as good as Adrien, every reason he would fail and fall short in comparison (never mind that he was a whole half centimeter taller!!) 

The class, already divided, started hurling insults and crumpled up scripts in equal measure, quickly retreating behind the half broken down set pieces and barricading themselves with whatever weapons they could get their hands on. Chloe was in high form, claws out and fangs dripping with the blood of whatever victim she chose to sink her venom into-- so, in this case, Felix. 

This was a disaster. 

Forget Nino’s script, this situation was a monster movie in the making and they didn’t even have the cameras rolling. 

But then, like any good movie, the saving grace of the movie came decked out in glowing lights and mini cinnamon buns. 

The door burst open, fluorescent hallway lights flooding the room behind a tiny girl in a frilly pink apron and flour in her hair, a whisk in her hand like a sword and determination etched into her features. 

“EVERYONE, SIT DOWN, NOW!!”

The class hastened to obey. Adrien perked up, hair mussed, squinting at the door with bleary eyes. Chloe trailed off mid-shriek, mouth gaping open like a confused fish. Nino collapsed into the chair behind him, and heads popped up over their respective barricades like whack-a-mole. For Felix’s part, he just crumpled to the floor where he stood, exhausted. 

“Okay. We are going to discuss this like civilized human beings, and we are going to make a movie.”

Under his breath, Felix mumbled “If only we hadn’t just lived one.” 

“What do you mean?” Marinette tilted her hair, bangs falling into her eyes and doing nothing to dull the intensity of her gaze trained directly at him. Felix stuttered for a moment. 

“Well, it’s jus-- y’know, we-- and the-- uhh-- there’s just. A climax-- and horror is the real things-- and-- the cameras--” 

Marinette strode over to the cameras and idly played with the settings. “Who would even be the protagonist of this movie?” she asked, as if she understood anything Felix was saying (which would be a miracle, since he didn’t at all understand it himself). 

“Uhhh, you?” 

“Who would be the... monster?” 

At that, the class all glanced at Chloe in unison, just as Marinette hit play on the camera to roll a tape of an unholy screech. 

...as it happened, the cameras were rolling.

Nino dropped by Felix’s desk a few weeks later with an early release copy of the movie and coffee in a brand new thermos, plus a note that read, “You make a pretty good love interest to Marinette’s protagonist ;) ”

[fenheart87]

Healing the Magic

For @bloody-no-kissu happy belated birthday!

-start-

“Well hello there, sniffer’s no good upwind.” Luka kept his relaxed posture, no need to scare the young woman, especially when he had no way of knowing what she was capable of. "Rest easy lass, just a wee break for the legs before finishing my journey. Beautiful women are welcome to the river beside me, I don't bite."

Marinette snorted and moved closer, much more at ease with the werewolf as he was coherent. Carefully she scooped some water from the flow of the river with a chipped bowl and carefully filled her canteen. Silently she thanked the river spirits that this one was untainted by the illness that was flooding the capital. Once her canteen was full, she filled a few vials and other potion bottles. She would need moon water but that was harder to come by, unless…

"Pray tell furry friend," she smiled at the eye roll and continued, "if I were to say leave a basin to be touched by Sister Moon would you place a watchful eye and help me to gather pure water from a full and a new moon?"

"Moon water aye?" Blue eyes narrowed in consideration and a healthy dose of wariness. "And what would a young lass such as yourself need any type of moon water for?"

"I come from the Agreste ranch, rescued as a healer for the ailing late Madame Emilie Agreste. Since her passing and resting of her soul, I have been helping to use my skills for those in the nearby town, most wounds heal best under a full moon. Other times I must raise defense for myself against those who wish to harm a skilled healer such as myself. I understand if you cannot help." Marinette simply returned to drinking fresh water from the river and making sure she had collected enough for her next round of potions.

"Lilly wheat grows yonder the hill to the west, right along the tree line. It can be tricking to navigate, I swear to watch yer things should you need to gather it."

Surprise covered her features, it was exactly what she was looking for and made her rethink this werewolf and wonder, how did he recognize the potion? "Many thanks, should you need flea repellent, there is thistle burn about two miles east of here."

"Ah the smell would be unmistakable." Nodding his shaggy head in thanks and reclined on the other bank, he seemed to be done with conversation.

"I'll take you up on your kind offer stranger, I'll be swift." Marinette heard the snort but paid it no mind as she gathered her dagger, amulet and her bag for the herbs she had collected. Swapping the jars of water for a few empty ones, she made her way to the west. Humming some disguised spells, Marinette committed the path to memory and found a few alternate routes for future trips. Sure enough she spotted lilly wheat from its lavender and pale blue coloring, it was a hybrid lookalike of wheat and blue bell flowers. Gathering as much as she could to fill the jars to the max and even stuffed her apron pockets to the brim. Making her way back, she heard a few twigs snap and the trees across the river had a slight sway, signalling the werewolf just left.

"Thank you kind wolf!" Upon reaching the middle of the clearing, she noticed both collection jars were missing. Smiling, she made a note to return in a month's time.

________________________________________

The walk helped clear her senses, too much magic and illness in the capitol had clouded Marinette's magical innate ability to sense other beings. Nature was usually at a neutral point unless tainted by those who lived in the area. Out here so far away from anything or even the manor of vampires she cohabitated with was still pure and loved to trade her negative things with a positive rush of natural magic. It was quite a boost and usually she stored it in her crystals, sometimes bringing them with her to recharge if she was able to stay for a long period.

The tree line broke and the sounds of the river filled her ears and the birds sounded louder than before. Marinette basked in the cheer floating in the air and made her way to the natural alter that she frequently used as her desk. Noticing a note hidden under a rock with a gem tied to it. Carefully she pulled the letter free, not wanting to touch the gem in case it was rigged with a spell.

'Hello Witchling,

I trust your fortnight has been fruitful and as you asked, I was indeed able to get both water from the new moon and the full moon. Untouched completely by every element but the collected water and the air itself. The gem is a family heirloom, there is a hidden cave and it shall lead you to it with just a drop of water from the river.

The Big Friendly Wolf'

Giggling to herself, she did as the note bade and with a touch of cursory magic, determined it was harmless. Dipping a finger in the river for a drop of water, Marinette followed the glowing red light to the cave where her collection jars waited for her, completely untouched. Taking care, she poured the water into the marked pots and carefully sealed them for transportation. This would be plenty for what she needed and Marinette made a note to make something for the helpful Were. Leaving the crystal with the note in the cave, she set off to gather the few missing herbs left. It took only a few minutes of scouting when her senses sparked in alarm, there was another magical signature drawing closer and it was unfamiliar. Deciding the risk was worth it, Marinette touched her amulet and teleported back into the agreste stronghold. 

Dizziness filled her vision for a moment and she steadied herself with a few deep breaths. Looking around her room, she noticed nothing out of order and apart from the usual lingering traces of her magic and of Adrien's, everything was still. Grabbing a couple cookies to help her nausea, Marinette teleported back out of the castle and to the nearby wood. It would make it seem as if she skipped over the mountain and river instead of jumping right through every defense that Gabriel had set. Normally the elder vampire had no qualms with her use of magic but he disapproved of it greatly and even forbade Marinette to teach his son. The magic had chosen the young heir and there was not a thing she could do to stop it but that was a long time before they needed to discuss anything if her luck had anything to do with it, she dearly hoped she would be released from their service before then.

The guard, a quiet man whom Adrien called Gorilla, nodded in greeting and let her pass unharmed. Not many could come and go as they pleased, it was a hard earned honor to be rarely granted. Resuming her humming, her magic reached out and brushed against Adrien's, giving her a clear path to follow. Turning left instead of her normal right, the torches illuminated her way. The only thing King Gabriel requested to be enchanted at all times and now only let Marinette or Felix boost them when the stored magic was running low.

"Oh posh, you know as well as I do your father is hardly that." A foreign voice could be heard as she approached the heir's chambers. 

"I'm not having this argument again, either you can shut up or I'll have your tongue." Adrien rarely snapped and it caused the witch's curiosity to peak even more. The moment of silence was her best bet, knocking in a familiar pattern and humming a containment spell, Marinette opened the door and slipped inside quickly.

"Oi! You never told me Tikki was here!" The blurry black form was hissing and thrashing in anger, the spell working like a charm.

"Oh you must be Plagg! I thought Mullo said you were a cute cat with a bad attitude?" Marinette wondered aloud, smiling in greeting to the frozen vampire.

"Mullo?! Wait wait wait! You're Marinette!"

Plagg settles into his hybrid form, acid green eyes and fluffy black ears being the first clear features to show. He stepped out of the transformation smoke and his body clad in black robes became solid, a slender tail flicking in excitement behind him.

"Oh no, you talk about me?!" Marinette shrieked in alarm, dropping the bag she had forgotten.

"Hold on, what in the Hell's Fires is going on here?" Adrien cut in, looking at the Demigod and his healer in anger and confusion.

"Oh Adrien, you know my true talents are not in healing so I know the Demigods when I see them. I've always known you're magic kissed like your mother." She smiled guiltily as the shock filled his face.

"Of course we talk about you, there's only one of you even century if we're lucky. A Destined is something to be proud of and you are definitely a very special one too. I'd love to see what kind of chaos we could create." His smile was full of fangs and a mischievous gleam shone from his eyes.

"Maybe one day, especially since I was forbade from teaching any magic and now you're contracted to Adrien." Marinette surmised, it was the only explanation as to why the demigod would actually be there in person.

"Father will never learn to trust me will he?" The blonde sighed deeply, defeat easy to read in his hunched form. 

"He fears the illness that took your mother will take you as well…" Marinette hesitated, looking to Plagg for permission to disclose the truth; a move that Adrien noticed and pounced on.

"What are you hiding from me?" He rose from the chair, brow furrowed in anger and stalked towards the shorter woman.

"I cannot say, the King has his ways of forbidding even the most noble of truths." She turned her gaze to the floor in preservation, a vampire's thrall wasn't effective enough to hold her for long but it did cause severe damage.

"He marked you." They had nearly forgotten the demigod was in the same room. "That bastard! Touching a Destined with Darkened Magic is forbidden!"

"I had no idea I was a Destined, my powers never came in until I became lost in the Forbidden Woods." Her voice was soft with sadness but still clearly heard. "This means he will have to be put to death doesn't it?"

The silence from the demigod was loud enough in its own right. King Gabriel would pay the price of meddling with the Darkened Magic, the blackest of black magic and required sacrifices of souls and thousands of blood rituals or even contracts with demons. The penalty was raised even more for using the Darkened Magic on a Destined and stunting Marinette’s growth and endangering her life, a Demigod had chosen her and had been denied the right to connect with her because of Gabriel's foolishness.

"You'll rise to your place in the throne then Prince Adrien." 

"You can't be serious, killing my father? For using magic on a witch?" Adrien cried, waving his arm carelessly.

"Boy, Magic Kissed you are but Chosen you are not! I will take you down with him should you choose to go against the wish of the Gods!" Plagg snarled, teeth glinting sharply in the candlelight. 

Adrien started at the show of anger and reacted with fangs bared and eyes darkening to red. The predator was unused to feeling truly like prey, even in front of his father and his fight or flight instinct was set to fight. Marinette hummed herself, layering a few protective spells over herself and Plagg, surprising the demigod enough to whip his head and stare at her in disbelief.

"You're Tikki's chosen…" Adrien calmed a bit and glowered at the two that had suddenly forgotten him.

"I wouldn't know." Marinette whispered, barely heard by either male.

"Look kid, either he dies and you step up to be the man they need you to be or you'll suffer at the end of my claws as well. You have until sundown to decide. Little witchling, I shall keep in touch. There will be three parting gifts in your room and with your smarts you'll put it all together." Plagg bowed slightly, a show of respect to Marientte which had her and Adrien shocked as the demigod disappeared.

"We need to act normal for the time being. I'll see you at dinner." Adrien spoke dismissively, an echo of Gabriel's attitude behind his words. Marinette was left with no choice but to retire to her room.

Her room was alive in the way only a witch could truly achieve, the flora was bursting with healthy green leaves and big bright beautiful blooms. The air carried a weight of the magic she often conjured within the four walls, positive and practice vibes floating playfully past one another to create a safe atmosphere. Little did anyone realize the room itself was enchanted and she could move the entire thing at will, it was difficult as it required a lot of magic but with the help of Moon Water, she could do it and hide away to regain her strength.

"Alright, time to get to work." Marinette opened her chest and humming a light airy tune, the shelves floated off the walls and slowly drifted into the chest, allowing her time to select certain ingredients. Taking a deep breath she changed her tune and her furniture began to shrink and floated into the chest as well. The young witch was about three quarters depleted of her magic, Marinette had suspicions that Gabriel had something to do with it.

"Okay, time to juice up. Just a little bit, nothing major. Nothing ventured, nothing gained after all." She muttered under her breath, trying to shake off the sudden nerves. Tapping into the last of her power, Marinette focused on the new moon water and held the clear quartz above it, near breaking concentration as it began to float. Starting a soft hum, the water took a shiny quality and the crystal glowed in response. Very thin multicolored wisps of smoke drifted back and forth, showing a tangible power exchange between both stored magics. Once the water no longer shined and the smoke faded fully, she stopped humming.

"One more step and onto freedom…" Blue eyes took in the half packed state of her room, fingers already reaching for her Amethyst to charge with the Full Moon water. This was easier as there was only a little need for direction, the power was already there and no need to purify or mix with another essence. Gently she placed the crystal to float on top of the water and with a whisper of a chant, the process began.

Marinette moved around the room and tossed the shrunken furniture into the chest, convincing her plants to sleep for the trip and even getting some to shrink into seeds for packing purposes. Once everything was cleared and stored away, the young witch turned back to the crystal and pot, the process about halfway done. Steeling herself, Marinette grabbed a ring she rarely wore when staying inside the castle, strands of gold layered and twisted to form a beautiful rose. This was one of her more precious gifts, it also lent the ability to disguise everything tattletale from vampires.

"Now to make it through dinner… And hopefully out of here alive."

Dinner was a quiet affair, the tension could be felt by even the servants who were speedy about setting down the dishes and retreating as quickly as they could without triggering a chase from an angry vampire.

"I thought King Gabriel was to join us?" Marinette asked politely, forcing herself to enjoy the cooked lamb at a moderate pace.

"Father had some unexpected business to attend to." Adrien had finished sucking his peice dry and moved on to the goblet of blood wine.

"I hope nothing too strenuous."

"Father can handle anything."

Once she was finished, the table was cleared for dessert. The young witch knew this would be her moment as everyone else had left the room and if things were to go south, they would be spared from Adrien's wrath. Gathering courage, she rose from her seated position and bowed slightly.

"If you have a moment to spare, I would like to discuss something with you." 

"So be it, speak your piece." Adrien leaned back in the chair, his persona more and more like his father every day but never closer than in that moment.

"After the events I am resigning from my position as healer for the Agreste Coven."

"Marinette, there's no reason to have this discussion." He sighed heavily and rose from his seat, turning to leave.

"There's no reason for me to be here any longer Adrien. My original reason for employment has been null for a long time. I feel it's time to leave and further my skills, that cannot be done while in here. There's nothing for me to learn." As a human she knew this would trigger what was left of his humanity and kept her breathing even to avoid the blow up 

Adrien spun around suddenly, knocking off the dinnerware from the table. The plate was a near miss from cutting Marientte's bare feet but she stood her ground, after all no matter how nice Adrien was, there was still a predator in his heart. Green eyes blazed with anger and a low snarl ripped from his throat, it had no effect on her after so long of being in his service. "You dare mock me and then presume to leave me!? For the flea bitten mongrel at that?"

"I'd rather lay with that so-called mongrel and risk fleas than be with you a moment longer than I have to." Marinette calmly stated, pulling on her inner strength to not let her ring fail her and reveal how fast her pulse was truly racing.

"What is this really about Marinette? Did I not give you all the splendor and treasures you could want? I let you choose a trade and keep your money from it, supporting you and never asking for you to repay your debt with me. Have I ever hurt you?" Adrien spread his arms dramatically, appearing innocent except for the look of rage taking over his face.

"Adrien. Do not make this a big deal, Plagg is already watching you closely." Praying to the demigod himself that Adrien wouldn't be able to call her bluff. "I am not a prize to be won or fought over, I am most certainly not yours. You have never hurt me nor have I you, please do not change that."

"Then leave, when you get fleas do not come crying to me." Adrien spun and left the dining hall, anger leaking from him.

Marinette wasted no time, teleporting back to her room and casting a cloaking spell on the chest. The transfer was done and quickly she saved the water for both by sealing the collection pots temporarily. The crystals went onto the pouch at her waist, Marinette noticed that there was more than usual and smiled in relief.

"One of three found little witchling. Best hurry to get out of here before my kitten blows a gasket." Plagg commented lazily, floating above the opening of her door.

"Thank you for your watchful eyes Plagg." Dropping into a quick curtsey and drawing a quiet chuckle from the Demigod, the witch finished packing what little was left. Humming brightly, she gasped as the chest shrunk into a perfect sized bracelet. 

"The least I can do to help rectify the wrong that has been done towards you. Mayhaps you should find a mentor that has knowledge of God's and Divination."

"Consider it done! Master Fu told me if i ever needed anything to go see him at the Temple of Heroes." Marinette smiled brightly and with a wink, teleported into the clearing she favored. She miscalculated how drained she was on magic as something solid but somewhat squishy.

"Well lass, did not expect you to fall into my lap quite like this." The werewolf's deep timber caused a shiver to run up her spine.

"Not quite my intention but I do need help and a certain big friendly werewolf would be quite helpful against the big scary vampires."

"Well lassie, you're in luck. Just hang on." He shifted her to his back and she clung on for dear life with a huge smile on her face. Time to live for herself.