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No Kisses | KTH Chapter V: Hush, Hush, Okay?

Pairing: Captain of the Football Team fuckboi Taehyung x Class President goody two shoes Reader

Genre: FWB AU-ish, enemies to frienemies? with benefits to lovers, smut, fluff, angst?? I guess

Summary: It's championship week! The most anticipated week of the school year; however, leading up to the events, you and your council must collaborate with the football team to promote school spirit and pride. Unfortunately, you're forced to work with your number one enemy, Football team captain and fuck boy, Kim Taehyung, known for having a mysterious "no kisses" rule.

Chapter V: Hush, Hush, Okay? || Series Masterlist

For the next month and a half, you continued this…sexual thing with Taehyung. But did not tell a single soul except for the Lord. It was only between you two. You didn’t even tell Hoseok and Yoongi, your best friends for life. Though they knew how you felt and what you’ve done once, you didn’t tell them about the constant pleasure you received in the aftermath. Sometimes it would be at his apartment, in his car, in the bathroom, in the council closet…yeah, you didn’t wanna talk about it. You felt terrible you were keeping this from them, but you were ashamed because they knew it was a terrible idea.

But you couldn’t help it.

You chose your heart instead of your brain (Your brain isn’t much help because you only had thoughts of him and his fat dick in you). Your heart has been going in a constant downward spiral just being with Taehyung. Every action and saying he did only pulled you in, feeling the bliss of his affection. You only wanted more despite your brain telling you to stop. Your crush blossomed into a summer flower even if you knew it would wilt as time went on. You knew what you’re doing will end, and it’ll hurt you once he moves on to the next target.

In the meantime, you continued your secret little rendezvous for the thrill of the moment. You were a novice towards sex so Taehyung would help you along the way. You found specific kinks and other interests deemed pleasing to your sexual needs. His kinks also satisfied yours, and you’ve also grown to like them.

You didn’t know how many positions you were in, couldn’t count how many times you were on your knees, or the amount of hand/blow jobs you gave. It was fine because he didn’t know how many times he got on his or the amount of orgasms and squirts he gave you. You hated that you squirted and created a mess everywhere. But once again, much to your dismay, Taehyung absolutely loved it and loved to swallow all your cum to prevent a large mess. It embarrassed you even more that after some time doing it on campus, your or his friends suggested eating out, he always said he was stuffed. That cheeky fucker would wink at you, and you couldn’t help but stay quiet and blush because…he would punish you if you talked back.

You were completely blinded, ripped from one of your senses as Taehyung wrapped a silk cloth around your eyes. Your tits were bouncing in front of him, a lovely sight he enjoyed seeing. A sheen of sweat covered your body while the explicit whimpers came out of your precious corrupted mouth.

He said the sensation would feel better, and you found out he wasn’t lying.

The slapping sounds of your skin colliding together while the bed swayed back and forth to the beat Taehyung created. His heavy moans touched your ear, hearing him say your name and nibbling on your cartilage. His hand reached in between your bodies to pinch your little swollen clit, causing you to scream louder.

“Ahhh, Daddy! So good.” You whined, holding onto Taehyung by the neck for dear life as he ricocheted you into another orgasm. “Fill me up well!”

“You look so pretty under me, baby. Daddy loves seeing how much of a good little slut you are.”

“Yes, yes. I am! ‘M a slut.”

“You’re my little slut.” He panted, slapping his thighs with the edge of your ass with each thrust. “Your tight cunt ready to squirt on daddy’s cock?”

“Y-yes, daddy! Please let me cum, please!”

“Fucking cum, kitten.”

Post-coital events were something you loved but never told him. He’d cuddle with you, clean you up, run a bath for the both of you, massage you, anything that felt very domesticated. You realized how touchy he was. When you weren’t even having sex, he’d hold your hand out of nowhere while working together in his apartment. He’d offer to get drive-thru late at night. He made you laugh and gave you praise for anything you did. You learned more about him every day and discovered his little habits, like he makes a face when he’s trying to get what he wants, and most of the time, you give in because you can’t resist saying no.

When you were busy in the council room, he’d always hold the small of your back and flirted. Before, you would obviously yell at him, but now the butterflies filled your heart and stomach. You heard from Jimin how affectionate Taehyung was, but the first-hand experience felt like a dream. It was strange how causal he behaved like that, but there was one thing that was still in the ordinary.

He still didn’t kiss you.

He still didn’t kiss you, nor did you try to. Well, you take that back because you caught yourself leaning into him in the first couple of weeks, which caused him to remind you. You got embarrassed every time, but eventually, you stopped trying or fought the urge to. However, recently, you caught him doing it back but realized what he was doing and stopped himself and kissed you everywhere but your lips. He kissed your forehead, hands, cheek, butt, legs, feet (don’t ask). Just anywhere but the lips. It was odd, but every kiss made your heart skip a beat.

His doing this only made you curious about why he never kissed anyone. You slowly started to realize the oddity of it all. Why did he refuse to kiss? Okay, you had partial experiences with kissing someone, and it wasn’t that bad. Kissing was just kissing, in your opinion. Was he traumatized? Did something happen that made him never want to kiss anyone? Did he go to the hospital because of it? Was it to remove any intimacy, yet here he was doing these “coupley” things. It just confused you all around. But you had to give him credit for never breaking his rule. He, too, was never caught slipping.

It didn’t happen, but it probably never will, and you had to accept it. You told yourself it was okay, but your heart said it wasn’t okay.

You and your council were currently at the football team’s fundraiser, helping them and Coach Bang out with the multiple booths they put up. The team, specifically Seokjin, Jimin, and Jungkook, cooked and made bento boxes to raise money for the sport and championships. They had a lot of preorders but made even more batches for on sight orders. You didn’t anticipate a huge turnout, but hours after opening the booths, it was still jam-packed and busy.

You were honest to say that bento boxes were addicting and so delicious. You tried a sample of the chicken, and then you bought three more to eat later in the week. Hoseok, though he was supposed to be helping you, was eating a bento on the side while Yoongi helped count the revenue. Seokjin and Jimin were making more bentos in the back of the booths while the rest of the members were helping pass out the boxes or advertising the booths, but there wasn’t any need for it because there were long lines.

“Get your one-of-a-kind bento box made by our sexy and irresistible football team!” Namjoon shouted through the megaphone as he walked up and down the lines. It was so loud some were complaining, but he gave no fucks.

“What if I buy five? Do I get something else included?” A girl in line asked sensually as she batted her lashes at Jungkook.

Jungkook merely blinked before raising his own megaphone to the girl and said, “Yes, the sense of gratitude for helping your university’s football team.” The sound blasted in her ears, hurting her eardrums.

After an hour or so later, the booths were clearing up, and only a few people were still in line, but it was more manageable than earlier. You packed the bentos in a bag before handing it to the customer. You gave your presidential smile as it was temporarily the last customer on your side.

“Prez, I’m kinda hungry,” Soobin reported. He was one of the few besides you who didn’t get to eat, and you could tell how desperately hungry he was.

“Go ahead. You didn’t need to tell me!” You said. “These two had multiple breaks without me knowing.” You glared over at Hoseok and Yoongi, sitting down yet again.

“Hey, there weren’t a lot of people, so there isn’t much need for us!” Yoongi countered as he sipped on his iced coffee. You could only shake your head in disappointment at them while Soobin ran elsewhere.

“Ugh, fine. I’ll get up.” Hoseok sighed defeatedly. “Go on and take your break. I haven’t seen you eat a full meal today. I’ll cover the rest.”

You thanked your Vice President before sitting in the back of the booths where the team put up a seating area for them and the council. You grabbed a bento directly from Seokjin, which was fresh and warm. You went to the coolers to get yourself a drink. As you were getting a soda, you felt someone behind you and then arms wrapped around your middle, making you flinch in the process.

“Hi, princess.” Taehyung’s voice reached your ear. You already knew what he was wearing: the university’s standard uniform, but he topped off with his football varsity jacket with the university’s logo on the breast pocket. A staple outerwear when they have their events that made you weak in the knees every time you saw him in it.

“T-Taehyung, stop.” You tried wiggling out of his grip since your hands were full. “You can’t be doing that. We’re in public.”

“That didn’t stop you when we were inside the council closet.”

“That was different.” Your cheeks were heating up at the memory. You were on your knees, taking his large length into your mouth. It was dangerous because your members were about to come into the room for the weekly meeting. “And we were behind a closed door. This is public!”

“But I miss my baby.” He nuzzled his face into the column of your neck before pecking a few kisses, stuttering you at the sensation. “I was away from you for hours.”

Thankfully, he lets go, and you walked away but still sensed him on your trail. “We’re both working for your team.” You sat down and tried to enjoy your meal and break, but you had a pouty Football Captain sitting next to you.

For the past few days, Taehyung has gotten much bolder with you. He’d ask you out on dates, like formal ones, where there’s a lot of people. He’d hold you by the waist as you walked down the hallway, but you pushed him away before anyone saw. He texted you more, and it wasn’t thirst traps or dick pics, but memes and little messages saying “I miss you” or “saw this and thought about you,” and it would be a picture of a black cat. In the past, it would be anime girls with their tongues out.

The most daring thing he’s done this week was when you were having a joint meeting. Only a few were left in the room, but these were the people who had more parts in the fundraiser. The two groups said their goodbyes, and you were leaving with Yoongi and Hoseok to work on an class assignment. Before Taehyung left with Jimin, the captain went up to you to kiss your forehead and said, “Bye, Princess. Text me when you get home!” He waved off, walking past a confused Jimin.

Though your cousin called Taehyung out and followed him, you were left dumbfounded and large-eyed. You stood still like a fawn, hoping your friends didn’t point it out. But alas—

“The fuck was that?” Hoseok questioned, waiting for your answer.

You mumbled many sounds and shrugged, trying to express genuine shock. Luckily, he bought it, but there were still questions on how that came about because all they knew was that you just put up with him.

“Taehyung, we talked about this.” You spoke lowly so that no one could hear you. “We promised to not tell anyone. This thing will be over soon, remember?”

“I know, but…” He began. It looked like the gears in his brain were trying to form a statement, but he struggled to speak. You also noticed that he has been doing that, especially when you constantly scold him or question his behavior. “But…”

“Taehyung!” A third-party voice broke your conversation. You both turned your heads and spotted a smiling Bini walking towards you. As she came up, you noticed how her eyes focused on Taehyung, upsetting your guts or maybe because you were starving your ass off.

Over the past weeks, you realized why Bini was so mean to you: it had to do with Taehyung. Maybe it was because you’re always around him now or how affectionate he is towards you. You don’t really know, but you just know Taehyung was part of the reason. She probably wanted him back, but you asked Taehyung about her. All he said was, “it was a long story and that he’ll tell you later,” aka “I don’t wanna talk about it.” You respected him enough to never mention it again, but it didn’t mean you were still curious.

Since she only called Taehyung, you decided to continue eating your bento and tried your best to ignore her. She irked you even though you had no right to, just because you do things with Taehyung. If anything, she was his past, and that’s it…right?

“Oh…Bini. Hi.” Taehyung greeted while smiling, but the smile didn’t touch his eyes.

“Busy time for the football team. You’re working so hard in everything you do.” She complimented, trying to gas him up, but you glanced at him for a second before reverting back to your octopus sausage. He didn’t seem all that impressed with what she said.

“I mean, thank you? Though it was a team effort.” He said casually, but he gazed at you eating. “But our team couldn’t have done it without our wonderful council.” He spoke with a proud smile that made you stop chewing on the small wiener in your mouth.

His praises were always genuine and meant well, so you couldn’t help but make a shy smile before resuming your meal. Prior to the event, he expressed deep appreciation for the council’s help.

Bini noticed your tiny moment, and a small vein protruded out of her neck. “So, are you going to Jungkook’s pre-pre party?”

Ahh, yes, the pre-pre party was this week because the pre-party was happening the following week from this one. You didn’t understand it, but it was probably an excuse to just party more, and knowing Jungkook, he loved to party and have a good time.

“Uhh, yeah. I gotta support my fellow brother in the team.” Taehyung replied civilly.

“What about you, Goody-Two-Shoes?”

You were shocked that she even acknowledged you. You were in the middle of eating your rice when she called. You finished eating what was left in your mouth before saying, “Oh no, I’m fine.” It’s not a surprise, though, anyone could tell. You weren’t interested in partying, at least with that kind of party.

However, out of your friend group, Hoseok loves to go, being a social butterfly that he was. You and Yoongi weren’t really down for it, suggesting the other day for another movie night to suffice. Hoseok said screw you and still planned ongoing, so that’s that.

Taehyung looked at you in shock while Bini grinned happily, “Oh, that’s too bad. Wish you could join me and Taehyung. It won’t be as fun without you.” The trash coming out of her mouth was not a good sign, but you don’t mention it. “I’d love to stay and chat, but I need to head out for practice. Enjoy your meal, Goody-Two-Shoes. See you at the party, Tae.” She winked at him before leaving you two alone.

You didn’t notice you were holding your breath until you exhaled deeply. You shook your head, grumbling nonsense before going back to your meal.

“Baby, are you mad?” Taehyung asked softly, staring at you with those shining large eyes you’ve grown to cherish.

“No, I’m just annoyed some of my time was disrupted by your ex.” You responded, stabbing your chicken with a chopstick.

“You jealous, baby?” His player persona switched on, enjoying the assumption that you, his fuck buddy, could be jealous of that small interaction.

“No, I don’t like it when someone interrupts me and my food!” You spat back, and his ego died down once he saw your deadly irritation.

After a while, you stayed quiet and a little bit heated while Taehyung watched you eating. It was slightly awkward after you snapped at him. Usually, he’d give the…”punishment” voice, but he didn’t. Maybe he could tell how Bini bugs you and how indirectly mean she was to you, but either way, you ate with a frown on your face.

“So…” He caught your attention, lifting your head up from your box. “You’re not coming to the party?”

You shook your head, “No, I’m not really in the mood for parties. Too many people, disgusting smells everywhere, unholy sights, the list goes on.”

“But I’d want you to come…with me?”

“With you? W-why?” He wanted you to come with him?

“It’ll be nice to be out with friends while they see us together.”

“But Taehy—”

“I know we agreed to hide it, but…it’s not what I want.” He was getting finicky while he was playing with his fingers.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean…like…I don’t know?”

“You don’t know?”

“I guess? You know what, forget what I said.” He gave up trying to express what he wanted. “I just want you to come and have fun! Isn’t Hobi coming?”

You hummed in agreement, “But I’m not. I told him, and he didn’t give a fuck. He’s still going.”

“Then I’ll miss you if you’re not there.” He grabbed your hand and pulled it towards him to give soft pecks. There it is again. You didn’t understand his words and behavior. This man is really trying to make your heartache once this ends.

You took back your hand, interrupting his smooching session with your fingers. You felt yourself shaking, and your heart rate was increasing. “Uhhh, it’ll be fine. You’ll see me sooner or later. The party is literally tomorrow night. You’ll still see me in between, right?” Your pupils glittered in hopes that you would spend more time with him. Every time you pushed away, your heart wanted to find its way back to him. It was a dangerous move, but you were willing to risk it all.

He saw you asking so innocently. Everything you did and said was so endearing. He was so fluffed inside and was willing to do anything you asked in a heartbeat. He just wanted to kiss everywhere on your face and especially kiss your lip—

“Of course, princess.” He smiled so sweet to the touch.

There were times when Taehyung was so soft that it hurt you. Though he was an animal when having sex, you saw a different side of him. His actions and words were genuine that you finally noticed what Jimin said to you all those years. It was a shame he was a cocky asshole to you because you would have lov—liked every bit of this Taehyung. He was thoughtful and caring and wore his heart on his sleeve. Ugh, you were going downhill from here.

“Are you sure you don’t wanna come?” Taehyung said through the phone. He was in front of Jungkook’s family house. The guy had all to himself while his parents were away on a business trip. Though he was dressed and ready and literally at the party, he would not hesitate to come to pick you up or just get away and spend his night with you.

“No, for the fiftieth time, I do not wanna be there.” You replied, your tone showing disgust. You were at home, trying to have a self-care night, but you couldn’t officially do it because Taehyung kept texting and trying to video call you. You had to deny it because though you enjoyed seeing his face, it hurt you every time you saw that beautiful bear-like man. Plus, he was smothering you too much than you expected from him.

Besides sex, was he always like this? Was he like this with Jimin?

“It won’t be fun without you.”

“Please, you had fun without me even before we did our agreement. I’m sure you’ll know how to have fun.” You reassured him. “Hang out with Jimin and the rest of the boys. You’ve been spending it with me, and you didn’t need to.”

“But—”

“Tae, have fun.”

That was the first time you ever called him by his nickname. He loved it when it came out of your mouth.

“O-okay, I’ll try to.” He muttered, holding back the beaming smile he had on. “I’ll miss you, princess.”

“Ugh, stop saying things you don’t mean!”

“But I do mean it.”

Literally, is this man trying to kill you? “Whatever,” you scoffed, trying to play it cool, but the thumping in your chest begged to differ. “Goodbye…Daddy.”

He made a sharp inhale and cleared his throat, “Kitten, don’t say that unless you want me to come over.” His abysmal voice rung through your phone, making your cunt clench around nothing. Okay, maybe not do that next time.

“I’m teasing, haha. Okay, bye.” You hung up before he could say anything. You feared it might have taken a turn, and your night may not end like how you wanted it to be. Strange Taehyung, strange, strange Taehyung, you thought.

You shook him out of your system to focus on your care. You loosened your braids and put your eyeglasses down on your desk. You wanted to relax and be away from Taehyung and the hectic work you’ve been doing.

It was your time.

Meanwhile, Taehyung was not having fun. Usually, he’d be wasted and partying, but he’s only drunk and sulking. The guys seemed to not care about his state because some played beer pong, and others danced with various people. He spotted Hoseok getting down and dirty, which wasn’t a surprise since he’s seen the man at multiple parties. But he mentioned Hoseok because it reminded him of you.

It was just one party, yet he wished you were here or to be with you. You were probably fifteen minutes away, but he missed you so much. He couldn’t explain the fact that he just wanted to be by your side almost all the time. It’s been a while since he felt this way, especially after—well, it was a long story.

He remembered vowing to be picky with his selection while fucking anyone he wanted with no regret. Then you came along, Jimin’s little cousin. You were breathtaking. Your glasses effortlessly fit your gorgeous face with your braids on each side of your head. Your irises gleamed into perfection, and your pearly smile reached your eyes, showing authenticity and an affable demeanor. He has heard so much about you and was blown away by your first impression.

God, he couldn’t stop thinking about you. You didn’t realize it, but he was putty in your hands the second you met.

Though Taehyung was smitten by you, he was still a dumbass who decided to tease you once he opened his big mouth. It only made you flustered, to which Jimin laughed, but Taehyung loved the sight of you, getting all shy because of him. He wanted to see more of it, so he kept doing it. At first, it was harmless, but eventually, you fought back, so he decided to play with you. Yes, he knew how annoying he was, but it was the only way to get your attention since you were too busy with school and council. He knew behind all that anger and hissing was a strong yet shy woman he was dying to be with. You were gentle when you wanted to, but you also could be fearful if you did so. You only attracted Taehyung as time went on.

Ugh, he missed you so much, and he’ll miss you even more once the championships are over. You constantly reminded him how this thing between you two would be over afterward and that you’ll never really see him again. The thought of not being with you anymore pained him. He didn’t want that; he refused to let that happen, but you had the power to do so.

He went back to the kitchen to down more tequila shots to ease the pain. He wondered what you were doing, wondered how you spent your Friday nights since you refused to party. He wondered everything about you. He couldn’t help it. He was so down right bad for you; it burns.

“Tae, you okay, man?” He felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to see a slightly buzzed Jimin because the man’s tolerance was insane yet he was concerned for his friend.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” Taehyung nodded before taking another shot in his system.

“Easy, Bub.” Jimin stopped him from pouring another one. “You can’t take your alcohol that well. I just saw you drink five shots before I came up to you. What’s up, man?”

“I’m…good. Just not really feeling like partying.”

“Wow, that’s a first.” Jimin scoffed in disbelief, but when he continued to stare at his friend’s face, it clicked that he was being serious. “Oh, my ba—”

“It’s alright, Chim.” Taehyung shrugged it off. “I think…let me just stay outside for a bit. Must be the fumes.” Jimin nodded before letting him be. Taehyung sneakily grabbed the rest of the bottle before walking out of the front door and sitting down on the lawn. No one threw up and had sex around here, so it was safe, in his opinion. The alcohol was getting to him and was fizzing up his mind. Only the thought of you coming into frame. He literally saw you this afternoon. Why can’t he stop thinking about you?

Okay, yeah. He admitted it. He had a crush on you for a while—maybe like almost three years—, but it only recently got to him and turned him into a certified simp. He didn’t want to let go of you. He finally got you. No way in hell was he going to lose this chance with you. It’ll tear him apart once it’s over and what was worse was that he couldn’t tell anyone about it, not even Jimin. His crush was over before it started, so he downed the rest of the bottle. He had wayyyy too much alcohol in his system.

“You okay?” A soft voice broke him from his thoughts. His drunk state searched for the sound before his eyes found his ex, Bini.

Though he was drunk, he could tell that she was high in the clouds. Her eyes were red, she was straight cheesing, and her body waved like seaweed. She wore a white body con that made her stand out from the darkened environment. Her hair was straightened and flowed down effortlessly. Taehyung couldn’t lie, but she was pretty, but he didn’t feel anything towards her anymore. He just looked at her with a confused gaze until she sat down next to him on the grass.

“What are you doing here?” He slurred, his head getting a little light-headed.

“I needed some fresh airrrrrr. Fuck, the wind feels so good!” She dragged on the last word of each sentence. “And came to see you. You look sad.”

“Okay? It’s none of your business.” He didn’t care if he spoke rudely. Bini wasn’t anyone important to him anymore.

“I still care, you know.”

He snorted in disbelief, “That’s real rich coming from you.”

“Tae, I’m not lying.”

“And I don’t give a fuck!” He spat back, which ended the conversation. He didn’t even bother shooing her away, too drunk and too enthralled at the thought of you clouded his system and comfort. He missed you so much.

“I miss you,” Bini said softly, playing with the grass under her. “To be honest, getting high is not as fun without you there.”

He grumbled, letting her talk. However, the memories as a couple slowly appeared into frame, briefly casting away you in his head. He remembered how she got high while Taehyung got drunk due to sports reasons. Bini was a cheerleader, but her team rarely got tested compared to his. When both were intoxicated…indecent things occurred, and once it popped up, Taehyung wiped it away, shaking his head to help him.

“It’s also been a while since we’ve talked…like normal?”

As bad as they ended things, they were unfortunately in the same friend groups. It’s been like that before and after they were in a relationship. This wasn’t the first time they (or more so she) tried having a light conversation. It wasn’t awkwardness, but rather, frustration and regret only roamed around when the two were near one another.

“There’s really nothing for us to even talk about.” Taehyung slurred as his eyes rose to the clear, darkened night sky. “I don’t see the point of it all.”

“But we were friends before—”

“Yeah, and I can’t go back to seeing you as a friend.” He interrupted her, and his mouth got the better of him as his truths began spewing out.

“What do you me—”

“Nothing that you’re thinking about. I…you hurt me, and yeah, I forgave you, but I can’t forget how much and how long you’ve hurt me.”

“It was a mistake.”

“A mistake is once, twice, hell, three times.” He countered. “A mistake does not happen for almost the entire summer!”

She bit her lips, keeping her from defending herself, which was also pointless. “You’re right, and I’m an idiot, but I still want you to be part of my life. I care about you too.”

For some reason, those words affected him. It made a twist in his drunken heart. He couldn’t explain it any further.

Taehyung, of course, did move on, but he still had a tiny speck of leftover emotions for the girl that destroyed him. Various emotions of anger, sadness, pain, distress, but yet, there were these feelings of…partial, hope, fondness? He didn’t know. He was slightly unsettled every time he engaged with her. It wasn’t longing, but he couldn’t reach the point of indifference.

He still thought about her from time to time, less since he’s been with you. He wondered how she was doing, if she could pass any of the classes she struggled with, or if she got that cat she’s been wanting for so long. It was menial, but Taehyung was curious nevertheless.

It made sense, though. Bini was his first love before he…was like this. He knew what love was because of her, how much happiness and sacrifice you dedicate to another. But he also learned how much pain and misery love can cause him, something he never wants to experience again.

Until you.

But seeing Bini showed him what he once had, a view of his past, a constant reminder of why he couldn’t do what he wanted with you.

Too in his thoughts, Taehyung failed to realize that he now and kept his glaze at his ex. There was a twinkle in his eyes that Bini misinterpreted because it made her insides flutter with butterflies. She remembered that look, a look that Taehyung had for you. But she kept that thought out as it was now focused on her.

“Tae…” She called out when she started leaning into him.

His mind was still elsewhere but continued to picture memories of his times with her. Oh, how young and foolish he was, but he was very much in love regardless. Through his drunk state, he was needy and wanted affection. Usually, it’d be you he’s thinking of, but when his first love was in front of him, it was difficult to haze the said thought away.

Her hand was on his hardened chest with her breath attempting to maintain stability. She repeated his name once more, capturing his attention, and it was all it took before he crashed his lips onto hers.

His lips were as soft as she remembered. The sweetness of his taste mixed with the tequila sets off many unresolved emotions for her. It only made her grab his shirt, pulling him closer to her. He settled his hands on his lips as he deepened the kiss. She moaned into his mouth, which made his stomach churn.

She swiped her tongue on his lips, but something in him told him that he couldn’t. He couldn’t do it. Not with her.

“Tae,” She breathed out, but the sound almost felt foreign. It’s not what he wanted to hear.

His eyes were closed before a pixelated memory slowly came to mind and became vivid. A day he realized something. It was nightfall, and the only light was the full moon through the window. You were naked but sleeping on your side, facing his way. You curled into his bare chest with your palm resting on your cheek while the other lay on his side. You were serene, the epitome of perfection in his eyes while he watched you.

You rustled in your slumber, forming a pout with your bottom lips. You mumbled something incoherently and whined in need. You were cold from the wind coming through the window that brushed through your exposed shoulder. You did this from time to time, enough for him to know what was happening.

So he lifted the comforter until the end reached your neck before wrapping an arm around your waist to bring you towards him. You were unaware of this, but the lighter expression on your face from his actions brought him joy. The yearning in his pupils was evident and shined through the darkness.

There right in front of him, were your lips. Your face was a small movement away until it touched his. He gazed at them, absorbing the softness and their color. Oh, how badly he wanted to feel them on his. He wanted to kiss you so much. He wanted you to himself.

That moment right there was when he realized he fell for you and was only going to fall harder.

Then his eyes shot open, finally aware of what he was doing. The person he was kissing wasn’t who he wanted. He kissed Bini, he kissed his ex, but most importantly—

He didn’t kiss you.

He grabbed her shoulders to pull her away, but it was too late that Seokjin and Yeonjun came out of the party and spotted the two locking lips.

“Oh, shit! Tae...” Yeonjun was flabbergasted, and so what the soundless Seokjin, who stared at the exes. They were well aware of their captain’s rule, so seeing him breaking it was shocking that they needed to tell Jimin. The men’s presence caused the two to turn their heads with shocking wide eyes.

“A-are you back—”

Seokjin couldn’t even finish his sentence because Taehyung stood up from his position in a wobble and tried his best to get away from the scene. Bini didn’t comprehend the loss of him because her stomach growled, indicating her hunger.

Though the members called for him, Taehyung ignored them, ashamed of what he had done. He cursed and insulted himself in his head, how stupid was he to break his rule. He needed to leave. He should have left before it happened.

He needed comfort. He needed peace. He needed love.

He needed you.

#bts fanfic #bts x reader #bts smut #taehyung fanfic #taehyung x reader #taehyung smut #taehyung #kim taehyung x reader

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greekstar · 2 years

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Warrior cat name Ideas Prefixes - A-Z A Acorn Adder Amber Ant Apple Arch Arrow Aspen Ash Asher Alder Amber B Badger Bark Beech Bellow Birch Berry Bird Black Blizzard Brave Breeze Bright Brown Bell Bug Beetle Bluebell Blue Bounce Brindle Brush Bush Buzzard Buzz Bee Bumble Bass Basil Bubble Brine Beaver Bison (I feel like this only goes good with ‘horn’ or Bisonpelt/fur.) Bat Bone Butterfly Burdock Broken Bramble Bracken Bay Brisk Blossom Briar Boil Branch Bud C Cloud Cloudy Crystal Cold Cricket Cliff Cardinal Crying Cougar Coyote Cobweb Chick Cow Cave Cheetah Carrot Coral Cactus Claw Cedar Cherry Cinder Clover Copper Creek Crooked Crouch Crow D Dew Dewy Duck Dusty Dust Dune Down Dagger Dodge Dolphin Daisy Doe Dapple Dappled Dark Dawn Dead Dove Drift Dusk E Eagle Ebony Echo Egg Eel Ember F Fallen Fallow Fawn Feather Fennel Fern Ferret Finch Fire Flame Fleet Flint Flower Flow Fly Fox Freckle Frog Frost Furze Fuzzy Foal Falling Fall G Gale Gust Golden Gold Goose Gorse Gorge Grass Gray Green Grass Goldfish Guppy Ghost H Hail Half Hare Hawk Hay Hoot Hazel Heather Heavy Hollow Holly Honey Honeycomb Hummingbird Horse Happy Hornet Hound Heron I Ice Ivy J Jagged Jay Joy Jaguar Jackdaw Jump Juniper K Kestrel Kink Koi L Lake Larch Leaf Lark Leopard Lichen Lightning Lily Lion Little Lizard Log Long Lost Loud Low Lynx M Maggot Mallow Maple Marsh Meadow Milk Minnow Mint Mist Misty Mole Moon Morning Moss Mossy Moth Mottle Mouse Mouth Mud Mumble Mink Muddy Moonlight Mountain Mushroom Monkey N Nettle Needle Nut Newt Night Nimble O Oak Oat Odd Olive One Otter Owl Orange Ocean Orca Opal P Pale Perch Pool Pike Peak Prickle Pounce Pine Petal Petal Pebble Pear Patch Pirate(kittypet or loner) Polar Peach Panda Pond Pigeon Plum Q Quail Quick R Rabbit Rain Ragged Rat Rattle Root Raspberry Reed Red Robin Rock Rose Rowan Rubble Running Rushing Rush Russet Rust Rye Raven Raccoon Rustle Rattlesnake Ravine Rapid S Sage Short Sheep Sedge Shrew Slate Slow Snail Sneeze Sorrel Soot Spider Spruce Sun Sunny Swallow Shallow Shade Sharp Scorch Sand Sandy Sky Silver Smoke Snake Soft Snow Sparrow Speckle Splash Spotted Squirrel Stalking Stalk Stalker Starling Stone Storm Stumpy Stump Sweet Swift Shred Sloe Shell Seed Shimmer Shimmering Skunk Spirit Squid Shy Sound Summer Sapphire Spiraling Spiral Shark Saturn T Tall Talon Tooth Timber Tiger Twig Tumble Thorn Thistle Thrush Tawny Tangle Ting Trout Torn Toad Tiny V Vine Vixen Void Vole W Wasp Weasel Web Weed Wet Whisker White Whale Wild Willow Wind Wolf Winter Wisteria Whisper Whispering Water Wave Waver Whisper Watermelon Whistle Wood Y Yellow

Yew

Yarrow- suggested

You guys DONT WANNA KNOW how LONG this took. I’m crying. And I might’ve missed some so feel free to send me messages in chat to request me editing it and putting it in some (not like messaging but the. Chat in this post lol.)

@cryptidclaw I also did this for our Au to help us with renaming.

I will get to suffixes soon I promise.

#Greekstar’s Suffixes/Prefixes #name ideas #Prefixes #suffixes #Just some name suggestions.

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sakuramidnight15 · 2 years

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Idol Profile (AU)

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"Whoops sorry to say this but~ I think you've gotten bewitched to my voice. But hey! This song has just started!"

(AU Belongs to @rosietrace and @starry-night-rose, members tagging: @fumikomiyasaki @nem0-nee @authoruio @windbornearchon @twsted-princess @hades-eternal and @oseathepebble)

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-Main Profile-

Idol Name: Mystix 💮

Birth Name: Lynette Mitchell

Position: Main Guitarist and Vocalist

Age: 16

Birthday: 2/26

Zodiac Sign: Pisces

Height: 159 cm (5'2")

Blood Type: O

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-Fun Facts-

Favourite Food: Spicy Food, Fried Rice, and Anything she can cook

Least Favourite Food: Sourness, Stale Food, and Anything Hard to Chew

Favourite Artists: Jubyphonic, Mafumafu, OR30, and Blackpink

Likes: Cooking, Relaxing, Guitar Playing, and Dancing to the Rhythm

Dislikes: Noisy Places, Kiara's Slight Remarks, Feeling Uneasy, and Losing Sleep

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-Relationships-

Quinn: Respectful but is sometimes annoyed by his antics

Marleigh: Is respectful to her slightly

Kiara: Slight Good/Cooperative Terms but leads to some bickering

Amelia: Friendly and Casual

{ (Co)-connect } Group: Admires them and their performance.

[Monstroc!ty] Group: Likes their music a lot.

{ Solariz } Group: Also admires them too.

{ Quartz }: Also likes her alongside with her aesthetics.

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V/A (Not Singing): Tomosa Murata (Japanese), Erika Harlacher (English)

Voice Claim Singing: Rose-Blackpink (JP or KN), Jubyphonic (EN)

Is the main guitarist and vocalist within the group called 'Diamontri'. Whose family runs an Chinese restaurant across the street.

To others that this girl can, she can cheeky but sweet. Lynette is respectful friendly thanks to her work at her family's restaurant.

Has a strong vocal cords during her pitches, high possible for a high note during her performances and is also precise at her dancing thanks to her speed.

Has a pretty tight schedule.

Her merchandise is a Sakura pillow themed and a white fox onesie.

Is also good at being a guitarist and vocalist, like her admired idols, she too has Twitter and YouTube account. She too is also a Vtuber too and is called 'Volpie'.(Volpie is a cherry blossom spirit who turned into a shrine maiden, ever since she now can live eternity)

Does her reactions video on { (Co)-connect }, [Monstroc!ty], { Solariz }, and { Quartz } during her Vtuber streams.

Knows how to cook thanks to her family. Apparently cooks for her manager and buddies.

Is annoyed with Quinn(Her Boss/Manager) but she can manage, but there are days she alongside with Kiara and Amelia would beat him to his place.

Has her daily bickering with Kiara but there are days that Amelia would stop them. It seen as a daily life between the three.

Tends to handle Marleigh(The Group's Designer) fashion ideas from time to time.

Was previously with her ex friend, but got backstabbed. Right now Lynette heard that her ex got into a scandal but isn't aware of it.

Is the 'Cooking' mom within her group sadly XD.

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:3 my foxie is here-

#mc #oc #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #gacha club #gacha games #lynette mitchell #lynn #idol au #au bio

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curamorte · 9 months

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VERSES. ❧

quick disclaimer! --most threads, regardless of surrounding "verse" applications ( supernatural elements / settings, post-apocalyptic elements, etc. ), will often be tagged as "main" simply because, no matter the universe / context, elouise will still be a mortician / funeral home operator with some semblance ( strong or latent, or none present at all ) of being able to see or hear the dead / spirits. any verses that may need extra context i'll either IM you with details, add details in the tags of our first interactions, or may simply be located below!

【 v. main. 】｡°

elouise owns and operates the funeral home green marches as a mortician + funeral director. most of her day ( arguably, most of her life ) is spent at her business, taking care of the dead and their living every step of the way from arrival to burial, and even a little after. a part of what makes her business so exceptional is that she can speak to the deceased directly, able to see and hear their ghosts and spirits ( among other creatures of the supernatural variety ). with this gift, elouise does what she can to make sure every client that passes through her doors, living or otherwise, leaves or is buried satisfied.

【 v. college. 】｡°

still studying and working to own and open her own mortuary, elouise splits her time between school and work, gaining professional experience at whichever local funeral homes will employ her. on the side, though it doesn't make much way in money, elouise offers her supernatural abilities to those in need- living or otherwise.

〖 au. 〗°｡

catch-all alternate universe used for undecided au threads. elouise is a mortician by profession, and may or may not be able to see the dead, too.

〖 au. necromancy. 〗°｡

elouise has always had a deeper affinity for the dead, something that helped blossom her gift for seeing and hearing them to being able to raise them from their graves. now owning and operating her own funeral home, green marches, elouise does what she can to service the dead and their living, while also tending to those that want more than to just be buried after death.

〖 au. transformers. 〗°｡

primarily of the transformers: prime canon, with smatterings of bayverse / knightverse. elouise is a mortician and surgical specialist swept into the fray when one particular autobot ( @autoalign's ratchet ) saves her from peril. affiliated closely with @autoalign + @cyberglyphed + @heartspurred

〖 au. his dark materials. 〗°｡

elouise march, owner and operator of the funeral home green marches, lives not-so-alone with her daemon, amadeus ( an asiatic black bear ). she works hard and cares deeply for those around her knowing she'll be the one that cares for them on their final days on earth. when an epidemic of missing children affects her own home, elouise sets off to find the source of the ones taking the children for herself.

〖 au. dc. 〗°｡

green marches, a beautifully kept and cared for funeral home and cemetery, is owned and operated by the one elouise march of gotham city. though to herself, elouise makes it a point to care for all of the dead that come through gotham, working, sometimes, hand in hand with arkham asylum.

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valorandgold-archived · 5 years

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Hey, Junie? Do you believe in forest spirits, the like?

“Hmm? Oh...by ‘the like’ do you mean fairies and forest sprites and things like that? I don’t know that I believe in things like that per se...but...”

“Doesn’t just standing in a forest make everything feel so...alive? There’s definitely a lot of life in the forest, or at least, I feel that way. I wouldn’t call it exactly the sort of thing you’re asking about necessarily, but it’s so vibrant. I guess that’s more of a solid maybe than anything else. I won’t entirely discount it anyway, but I don’t put a lot of stock in the idea, if that makes sense.”

#juniper #ask #juniper headcanon #headcanon #v: Blossoming Sunflower #the irony being that she actually does have a forest spirit AU #Anonymous

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makoodlesarchive · 4 years

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when i was young i fell into a river

pairing: kirishima x reader

word count: 5k

warnings: none, really! a bit of angst, a bit of fluff i guess?

notes: hello, it's me, back again with some writing! it's been a long time and i'm very sorry about that, but i've finally gotten around to writing and posting my spirited away au! i'm v stressed with college so this turned out more vent-y than i had originally intended, but hopefully it's enjoyable anyway! thank you all for being so patient with me, i am endlessly grateful for you

The dream is the same as always, comforting in its familiarity.

A salt-scented breeze cools your sweat-soaked brow as you pause behind one of the sliding screen doors, the rice paper windows doing nothing to block out the chatter of the other workers. The bubbling noise of the bathhouse is constant, and the quiet little moments you steal away for yourself in the middle of the working day is the only solitude you’ve gotten since you came here. The work is physically back-breaking, but you know that you’re working towards a goal. It’s just a shame that you can’t remember exactly what that goal is.

One of the other girls calls your name, and you sigh as your unofficial break comes to an end. You slip back into the room, ignoring the way the frog spirits snicker and hold their noses as you pass. They like to complain a lot about your human stench, but it doesn’t stop them from threatening to eat you every time you make a mistake. Fear, you’ve found, is an uncomfortably successful motivator.

The days bleed into one another, full of scrubbing dark wooden floors and the rich earthy scents of the herbal mixes they use in the baths. The spirits that frequent the bathhouse, that once inspired so much awe and fear in your heart, become so commonplace that you hardly spare them a glance anymore. From the cackling masked spirits that always travel in threes to the grinning cat spirits to the sombre, unspeaking river spirits, you only go as far as to offer them a polite bow before scurrying out of their way. They never spare you any attention, anyway -- most of the time, the spirits’ eyes seem to look right through you.

All but one, that is.

He looks to be a boy around your age, but appearances can be deceiving around here. His red eyes are often dull and blank, but even so they have a certain ageless quality about them that no human twelve-year-old could ever possess. His scarlet hair sticks up in gravity-defying spikes, and his skin is as smooth and clear as running water. His face is often stuck in a carefully cultivated blank expression; the only thing about him that doesn’t seem intimidatingly otherworldly are the deep purple shadows under his eyes.

He helped you once, when you first came here. The rare act of kindness had stuck in your head, made even more remarkable in the face of the following weeks and months of harsh work and cruel co-workers. You wonder if he remembers; he doesn’t often look at you, but sometimes when he does you swear you can see a flicker of something in his eyes.

Two of the girls start yelling at each other, arguing heatedly over the way the work is being divided. A foreman appears to break up the fight, but then they both start shouting at him instead. You take the moment of distraction to relax, wincing at the pull of your tired muscles in the back of your neck. All the other girls working at the bath house are older and bigger than you, which means you need to work twice as hard to keep up with them and prove that you’re worth keeping around.

In the brief moment of rest, your eyes are drawn slowly to the corridor, where guests and workers alike bustle past as they travel to the treatment rooms and bathtubs deeper into the bathhouse. As if you’ve conjured him just by thinking about him, the boy stands in the doorway.

You straighten up on instinct, suddenly self-conscious of your sweat-soaked body and dishevelled uniform. He’s not even looking your way, preoccupied with the two girls who are still yelling at the frog foreman. Slowly though, his eyes began to travel the room, and you take a deep breath and hold it as his dull ruby gaze lands on you like a physical weight. You crack a nervous smile, feeling the muscles in your cheeks that have gone unused for weeks ache at the strain, and raise a hand to give him a tiny wave.

For just a moment, that blankness in his face seems to quiver and fall away. He smiles back.

You jolt awake, breathing heavily and coated in a light sheen of sweat. You’ve had the same dream, or some variation of it, regularly ever since you were twelve years old and while it’s become familiar to you, you still find yourself feeling vaguely panicked when you wake up after it, as though you’ve forgotten something very important.

Once your heartbeat has calmed down a little, you pull yourself out of bed and trudge into the kitchen to make yourself some tea. The weak, milky light of dawn filters in through the windows, lighting your apartment up just enough so that you don’t have to turn on a light to make your way around. You take your tea out to the balcony and sit, gazing out at the purplish early morning sky.

Most of the time when you wake up from those dreams you feel blessedly lucky to be living alone with no one to question or bother you, but sometimes you can’t help but be overcome by overwhelming loneliness. The dreams are silly and most of the time they don’t even make any sense, but in the aftermath of them you’re always left with a vague sense of unfulfillment, though you can’t put your finger exactly on what it is you’re missing. You always end up exactly like this; sitting outside on your balcony in the early morning light, drinking tea alone and desperately wishing for something more.

You sigh, and go back inside.

The dream is the same, but different.

The garden is in full bloom, greenery overlaid with bursts of beautiful bright colours. Camellias, rhododendrons, and oleanders wave and shiver gently in the warm breeze, and apple blossoms hang heavily from a nearby tree. The flowering garden is enormous and maze-like, and you have yet to see it in any state other than fully flourishing.

It’s a beautiful place, especially after the hot, cramped working quarters of the bathhouse. You inhale the sweetly fragranced air and feel the knot of tension in your spine unfurl; it feels like the first time that you’ve been able to breathe all week, but that’s not the only reason that you’ve found yourself outside.

At the bottom of the garden, the grass drops off into a sheer drop. The cliff face overlooks a seemingly endless ocean, and you perch a safe distance from the drop before leaning back in the grass. The sky is an almost surreally deep blue and you watch as enormous fluffy clouds float by, looking as though they’ve been painted on a jewel-blue canvas.

It’s not the first time you’ve had this dream, and you know what you’ll see if you keep patiently watching.

It doesn’t take long — it never does. You time your lunch breaks precisely, all so you get to see this sight.

The clear blue sky makes it so much easier to spot the shiny white scales, flashing jewel-bright in the sunlight. The dragon writhes in the sky, streaking through the air like a great serpent caught in the wind. Even from this distance, you can see the knife-like teeth, the great sharp claws that gleam like pyrite, and the twisting horns that erupt from his head like daggers made from calcified bone. He looks deadly, a living weapon that swims through the air like a salmon in open water, but the sight of him makes something settle in your stomach.

You wonder what it would feel like to fall through the air with nothing but the wind to break your fall. You imagine it must feel like freedom.

The dragon flutters through the air, buoyed by the gentle sea breeze. If you didn’t know better, you might almost think that he was showing off — his movements are hypnotic, dreamlike, more like a dance than anything. His scales glow pearlescent in the midday sun, otherworldly and earthly all at once.

You could happily stay and watch him skim through the sky forever, but already the bell is being rung to call all workers back into the bathhouse. You heave a sigh so deep it feels as though your chest is about to crack with the force of it, before hauling yourself to your feet.

Your break is over, and now it’s back to work.

Sometimes you find it difficult to tell when you’re dreaming and when you’re awake. It feels as though everything is always happening all at once, in the present tense, forever. You don’t get to rest when you close your eyes and drift off to sleep, because the dreams just keep coming and coming. Sometimes you don’t feel like your life is real when you’re awake.

Riding on the train has always been therapeutic, especially at this time of the early morning. The sun rising lazily over the horizon sends milky threads of purple and pink across the cloudy sky, and you cradle your chin in your hand as you gaze out across the moving landscape. You love these little trips, feeling more at home in the creaky, overfull train carriage than you do in your own bedroom sometimes, though you can’t quite work out where that particular feeling comes from.

You know sometimes that stories end with “And then I woke up — it was only a dream”, but in your experience the story simply doesn’t end. You cannot fully wake up without the tail-ends of your dreams clinging to you for the rest of the day, and you never fully sleep. You just dream, dream, dream.

Sighing, you lean your head back against the seat that you’re slumped in. The train carriage is too full, and you were lucky to get a seat in the first place — from your vantage point, you watch as people sway in tandem with the motion of the train. It’s almost hypnotic, how they undulate back and forth with every turn, brushing against each other only to be pulled apart again by the lurching train.

Through the sea of bodies, you catch a man’s eye. It breaks the monotony of the morning commute and your own spiralling thoughts, and your spine straightens unconsciously. He quirks an eyebrow briefly, slightly, in such a way that no one would be able to safely accuse him of having done it.

You look away, startled for no good reason. Do you know him? He feels familiar in a way that you can’t quite put your finger on. The train rattles on, and it takes several long minutes before you work up the nerve to glance the man’s way again. He’s still watching you, but you’re ready for it this time. His attention isn’t such a shock, and you allow your eyes to wander over his face properly.

You must know him, you think. Your eyes track over his features as though they’re winding over a well-worn path, admiring the curve of his nose and the fullness of his lips and the arch of his eyebrows over his intense, watchful eyes.

He smiles at you, and it feels as though you’re sharing a secret from across the crowded train carriage. You smile back — it’s just a small tug of the corners of your mouth, but it’s the most you’ve smiled in months. Longer, maybe.

In the middle of the carriage a woman laughs at something her friend has said and sways backward, blocking your view of the stranger. It feels like a loss.

The train trundles onwards, and the carriage gradually empties out. You watch people step off the train with friends, with their heads ducked low, lost in thought, arguing over the phone, distracted with their book bags. By the time it comes to your stop, the man is gone.

You try not to feel disappointed as you step off the train — it’s silly, after all. You don’t know the man, and whatever you thought you felt as you looked at each other was surely all in your own head. Your head has been awfully full, recently.

As you step off the train you grapple with your bag, side-stepping a businessman who is busy shouting down the phone at some unfortunate coworker. You’re distracted, which is the only reasonable explanation for how long it takes you to realise that the man from the train is standing in front of you.

“Oh.” You blurt, startled. You had already begun to resign yourself to never seeing him again, so you can’t help but feel distinctly caught off guard at the sight of him standing before you. “Hi.”

“Hello.” The man says. He’s looking at you expectantly, but you have no idea what he’s waiting for — as it is, you get completely distracted by his eyes. You hadn’t noticed on the train, but now that he’s up close you see that they’re a truly unusual deep burgundy. He tilts his head when you remain silent, and bites his lip. Now that you’re really looking, you notice how sharp his teeth are. “You’ve barely changed at all.”

You blink at him. “Er…” You trail off nervously. You don’t recognise him, but you feel like you know him. Clearly, he thinks that he knows you.

“It’s fitting, isn’t it? Meeting again on a train?” He smiles, and it’s an impossibly knowing expression. You don’t think you’ve ever been on the receiving end of a look that intimate in your life, though you have no idea what he’s talking about.

Someone collides hard with your shoulder and you stagger for balance. You only look away from the man for a mere second, but it’s enough; when you look again, he’s gone.

You take to walking. There’s a wooded area behind the town, and you enjoy traipsing idly through the trees. Ancient roots erupt out of the dirt and fan over the ground like hairs, and the moss that covers the trunks of the trees is such a deep green that it almost seems like paint pigment. It’s soothing, being surrounded by nature like this. It reminds you of childhood — the simplicity of being able to jump over tree roots under a canopy of pale green leaves, of being able to leave all your thoughts and stress at the boundary of the forest.

It’s where you come after waking sweat-soaked and disoriented from a dream that clings to you like a burr, where you walk among the ferns and the needle-leaved weeds until you manage to shake the last vestiges of memory from your mind. You need it, especially in the mornings where you wake up with the acrid scent of herbal cleanser stinging in your nose or the bite of hard calluses on your palms from non-existent rough cloths. On mornings like that, you walk and walk until you no longer feel as though you’re more alive in your dreams than you are in reality.

Deep in the forest is a great red facade, painted a flaking, faded red. You wander by it frequently, admiring the overgrown greenery that crawls up the walls like reaching fingers, the mossy stone guardian that stands sentinel amongst the cracked flagstones that lead into the tunnelled entrance. You’ve asked around in the town, curious about what exactly this building was for, but most of the locals either don’t know what building you’re talking about or admit that they’re not sure. One man told you that the facade was built for a theme park in the 90s that had ended up going bust in the recession, and that the building only looked old.

You remain unconvinced on that front. The building has the kind of presence that only very old things have; it feels like it’s watching you.

For the most part, your walks in the forest are peaceful. Recently though, you’ve found yourself plagued by an insistent, irritating sense of deja vu. You don’t know where it’s coming from, and it hits you at the strangest of times — when you’re making tea, or in the bath, or cleaning your apartment, or on the train, or admiring the sky on a cloudless day.

The man from the train is the boy in your dreams. It takes you weeks to come to that realisation. You just wake up in the middle of the night on a random Tuesday, with wide eyes and clammy skin and his name slipping from the forefront of your mind.

It shouldn’t be possible, but once it dawns on you, you’re certain of it.

Even stranger is that once you realise it, it feels as though you see him everywhere. You see flashes of red hair when you’re walking down the street, when you’re grocery shopping, when you’re walking home late at night. It’s only ever the barest glance out of the corner of your eye, just overt enough for you to know it’s him, but subtle enough for you to question yourself immediately after.

One night, you travel to a local city to meet some old school friends. At night, the city seems to pulse. The music from seedy clubs spills out into the neon-lit streets, muffled shouted arguments echoes from alleyways and apartments alike, and the streets are peppered with people either scurrying or stumbling home, with very little variation. Though the perpetually overcast sky hides any trace of the moon or stars, the streetlamps reflect in the ever-present stagnant puddles littering the street, lighting them up in varying shades of sickly yellow.

At night, the city seems alive. Chronically ill and struggling to breathe, maybe, but clinging to life all the same.

The way the neon lights flicker in the gloomy darkness, just barely illuminating the shadows of people hurrying through the streets to get in out of the rain, reminds you of something you can’t quite remember. It sits in the back of your mind like a sour taste, but no matter how much you reach for the memory it remains just out of reach.

You spend most of the night staring out of the steamed up window of the pub, entranced by the sight of the night streets and frustrated by the memories that seem to dangle just out of reach. You know that it doesn’t make for good company, and you feel guilty for that. Your friends don’t seem overly surprised at your detachment. You’ve been drifting away for years, and though tonight was supposed to be all about reconnecting it seems clear that it’s not going to work.

When you eventually stand up to leave, with forced smiles and awkward goodbyes, you can’t help but feel melancholy settle over you like a second skin. As you slip out of the pub and onto the dark streets, the thought crosses your mind that you’re not used to being alone like this. It’s a silly thought, really; you’ve been alone for years. But sometimes, in those liminal moments between waking and sleeping, you swear you can hear the gentle drowsy breaths of dozens of people sleeping all around you, as though you’re surrounded on all sides. On those nights you wake up hot and claustrophobic and uncomfortable, but never feeling lonely.

It is probably your own fault, you reflect as you drift down the sidewalk like a ghost. It’s difficult to make an effort to know people when you feel as though you don’t know yourself. You don’t know how to bridge the distance between yourself and other people. You think sometimes that you’re missing chunks of yourself.

You pass an open shopfront that’s serving street food, and glance briefly in at the kitchen. The cook is illuminated only dimly in the smoky room, standing out as a shadow figure more than anything, and for a split second you could swear that he has six arms. You look away quickly and carry on walking — you don’t want to look again only to be proven wrong. You want to preserve that little second of magic strangeness for as long as you can.

The puddles on the street seem like they’re glowing with the light reflected from the neon streetlamps, and you weave your way carefully around them to avoid getting your feet wet. The night has a strange quality about it, almost as though it’s holding its breath.

Considering the combination of your pensive mood and the expectant air of the evening, you don’t feel surprised at all when you look up from the wet cobblestones to find the man standing only a few feet ahead of you.

He smiles like he’s nervous, his gaze tracking carefully over your face. In his hands, he’s holding flowers. Camellias, you think. It’s the first time since you first saw him on the train that hasn’t been a fleeting glance out of the corner of your eye— he’s here in front of you and he’s real and solid and sturdy. He seems more substantial than the streets around you, than your friends back at the pub had been.

“Do you remember me?” He asks, voice soft as though he’s afraid of the answer.

“Remember you?” You croak. It feels as though the words are catching inside your throat. “No. But I’ve seen you every night in my dreams for years.”

If that’s the answer he’s expecting, he doesn’t show it. He just keeps looking at you, your face, your body. You wonder exactly it is that he’s seeing. “These are for you.” He says eventually, holding out the flowers. “I didn’t- I wanted to bring you something, when I saw you again. And I know that you always liked the garden.”

He’s talking as if the places that you’ve dreamed about are real. It doesn’t come as the earth-shattering surprise you might have expected — rather, it feels like a key turning in an old lock. A click, and then a sense of yes, that’s right.

You take the flowers, and clutch them to your chest. They’re a fleshy pink, with a vibrant yellow centre. The petals are as soft as velvet. Holding them feels like holding a safety blanket. “Thank you.” It’s the only thing that you can manage to say right now. Your thoughts are too full, and nothing else makes it out of your mouth.

It’s rather startling, the feelings that bubble up in your chest. It feels like something has just been unlocked, as though you had stored away all this emotion somewhere deep in your ribcage and then forgotten about it only for it to resurface at this precise moment, for this precise person.

“Eijirou.” You croak. “Kirishima Eijirou.”

His whole face brightens, and his eyes sparkle. “Yes. That’s me. You do remember!”

They’re not quite memories, you don’t think. They come in dreamlike flashes — the garden, an ocean, train tracks, the feral snarling of a dragon with sharp teeth, hard work and hot food, friends.

“I’m sorry I took so long,” Kirishima is saying, his face open and earnest. “But I told you that I’d come and find you again, remember?”

You do remember, sort of. A flash of a warm hand holding yours, pushing you forward over a boundary between one world and another, and a goodbye whispered behind you that sounds like a promise.

“You saved me.”

Kirishima laughs, though his eyes look a little shiny. “It was the other way around, actually. I would have stayed trapped in that bathhouse forever, if it weren’t for you.”

“The bathhouse.” You murmur, wide-eyed. It was real, real, real.

“Things are different now.” He edges closer to you. He’s large and imposing and taller than you, but he’s hunched slightly in an attempt to make himself unthreatening. “That’s why it took so long for me to come for you. Things were changing. Me and Katsuki run the bathhouse now.”

Katsuki. In your mind's eye you see a boy with wild blond hair and a dangerous look in his eyes, a boy who gives you extra rice when he can manage and takes over parts of your chores when you get so tired that you’re fit to pass out.

“I didn’t mean to make you wait.” He says quietly, and the tide of emotion that you had just barely been holding at bay comes crashing over you. Before the first tear has welled over the edge of your eyelids, Kirishima has stepped forward and wrapped you in his arms. The flowers are crushed between your chests as you cry.

“I didn’t even know what I was waiting for.” You cry into his silk suikan.

“I’m sorry.” He whispers into your hair. “I’m here now. I’m not going to leave again.”

You don’t release your grip on him. You’re not willing to take the chance.

After a moment, Kirishima speaks again. “Are you ready to go?”

“Go?” You echo, finally pulling away. “Go where?”

“Home.” He says, and he means the bathhouse. He means the spirit world.

“You want me to work for you?”

“I want you to help us run it.” He corrects. The distinction is important for both of you — though the memories are distant, you both know what it feels like to have your names and voices erased so cleanly that it makes you wonder if you ever existed fully at all.

“I don’t know anything about running a bathhouse. Especially not one for spirits.” You say, but Kirishima just laughs.

“You were always a hard worker. You’ll learn as you go. That’s what we’ve all been doing.”

You want to say yes. The word beats in your head like a drum, and you can’t think of a good reason to say no. The bathhouse. Home. The chance to feel real and awake at the same time.

“Okay.” You say on a breath, staring at him with wide eyes. “Stay with me, this time.”

When Kirishima’s face lights up in a smile, it’s the first time that you think you can accurately describe someone as incandescently happy. “Good luck getting rid of me again.”

You laugh, feeling nearly delirious with relief and joy. It’s real. He’s real. He’s come back for you, and now you’re going back with him. You think you should probably feel nervous or hesitant, but this brief encounter has felt more solid and right than the rest of the night spent with distant school-friends made uncomfortable by your silences.

“So, how do we get there?” You ask, but Kirishima just grins at you like you should already know the answer.

The train station is tucked away down an alley just off a busy main shopping district.

“It’s easy to miss if you don’t know exactly where you're going.” Kirishima tells you with a sharp smile, and it’s easy to believe. The red brick building that housed the train station is unmarked, and the trains couldn’t be seen from the main street. The alley itself is home to many curious sights -- paper lanterns bob overhead (though they don’t seem to be suspended by anything in particular), a yellowed flyer from the 1950s advertising Marlboro cigarettes drifts along on what seems to be a breeze despite the noticeable lack of wind, and three magpies sit on a wall wearing little golden timepieces on chains around their necks and caw in time with the ticking.

“Ready to go home?” Kirishima asks quietly. In his hand, two train tickets flutter in a non-existent breeze.

A family of mice scamper past your feet, pulling a miniature suitcase between them. A tall, thin woman wearing a blank white mask assists them onto the train.

You laugh at the whimsy of it all — it feels as though you’ve stepped into a fairytale, into a dream, into your childhood. “Yes,” You grin, “I’m ready.”

Kirishima beams back at you, and holds out a hand to help you onto the train. Finding a seat was easy — despite all the passengers you had seen boarding, the carriage was oddly empty. As soon as you’re seated, you sigh. It feels as though you’re sinking into an old overstuffed armchair, comfortable and familiar. When the whistle blows and the train starts moving, you turn eagerly to watch as the train begins to pick up speed. Within moments, you find that you can barely recognise the landscape blurring past the window — It seems that you’re zooming passed a beautiful sea-view, despite the fact that the city the train station was located in was conspicuously land-locked. You sigh happily and lean against your seat.

You still don’t remember everything about your experience in the spirit world all those years ago, but you think you remember hearing someone telling you “Once you meet someone you never really forget them. It just takes a while for your memories to return."

You make eye contact with Eijirou, who smiles back at you so fondly that it nearly hurts to look at. He’s changed so much from the boy in your dreams, in your memories. His eyes are no longer glassy and distant — now they’re shiny and expressive and so bright. His hair is longer too; still spiked and wild, but longer and curling softly over the curve of his neck and shoulders. He’s the boy your remember from all those years ago, but he’s also a man now. Grown, like you have, but smiling at you gently just like you’re ten years old again.

Through the window behind his head, the sunrise begins to bathe the water in delicate pinks and yellows. You’ll wait for as long as you need to for the memories to return, but even if they don’t that’s alright. You can just make new ones.

#this is so cheesy lol but whatever i've been staring at this doc for too long and i want it out of my sight #kirishima x reader #bnha x reader #kirishima eijirou #ghibli au #kirishima eijiro fluff #kirishima x y/n #mha x reader

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I decided since my old 2021 Resolutions post was so horrifically out of date, that I should write a new pinned post. I recommend reading this for information about me.

First: no more writing resolutions. I'll write what I can, when I an.

Second: I am non-binary/agender. Pronouns are they/them, though I responded to she/her so long that I am not bothered by them. I'm also asexual & aromantic.

Third: I am nearly fifty. My fandoms of choice are, in no given order, are: Power Rangers (MMPR-PRLR, with occasional dips into later ones), Digimon Adventure, Digimon Adventure 02, Digimon Tamers, Digimon Frontier, Digimon Xros Wars/Hunters, Digimon Applimonsters, Digimon NEXT, YGO DM, YGO GX, YGO 5Ds, YGO Zexal, YGO Arc-V, YGO VRAINS, YGO Sevens, Binan Koukou Chikyuu Boubeiu Love & Love Love, Binan Koukou Chikyuu Boubei Happy Kiss, Kingdom Hearts, Pokemon, and Trollhunters. Digimon tri & Digimon Kizuna I might take small bits from but am not overly fond of them. Nothing more needs to be said on that front. YGO GX is the blood in my veins. I am unlikely to writee any given game for Pokemon.

Fourth: I have a large backlog of prompts for fics, both submitted by others and taken up for myself. If you wish to send in a prompt, the inbox is always open but it may take time for me to get to it, depending on my mood and what the prompt sparks. Please check "higuchimon prompts" for lists of prompts.

I warned you. All right. Here we go. You'll see some concepts and preferences pop up repeatedly. Tread with caution.

Digimon Adventure 02

Non-epilogue compliant: fics where the epilogue (and now that they exist, Tri and Kizuna) isn't going to happen. Non-canon ships (most often Ken x Daisuke & Taichi x Yamat0) abound. Fics seldom related to one another unless otherwise noted.

Loss, Gain, & Other Heartaches: A new enemy brainwashes a lot of human Chosen and their partners, after destroying the original twelve's patners, leading to the Digimon's data being merged with the Chosen's.

Division of Destiny: What if Vamdemon turned Sora into a vampire and from there defeated the Chosen? Well, he ended up turning Taichi, Jou, & Mimi into vampires as well, while imprisoning Hikari and giving Yamato, Takeru, and Koushiro to Piemon and the Dark Masters as slaves. A pesky rebellion formed of Daisuke, Iori, Miyako, Ken, Osamu, and various other charactes tries to fight them. Firm ships are currently just Ken x Daisuke.

When Blood Crosses: Oh, one of my favorites and probably my oldest AU altogether. What if humans and Digimon could have children together? And what if they did already? Seven out of twelve of the Chosen are part Digimon - or more. This is a full-blown multiverse. Stories don't always relate to one another, but the basic concepts tend to be the same. Ships can vary but for the most part are Taichi x Yamato, Jou x Koushiro, Mimi x Sora, Hikari x Miyako, Ken x Daisuke, and Takeru x Iori. Not averse to Piemon x Takeru, either.

Quiet Interlude: Little fluffy pieces featuring Taichi x Yamato in an establihsed relationship during 02 and beyond.

Adaptions: I don't have much written here but I have Such Plans. It will involve Things Happening to Taichi (in season 1) and Daisuke (season 2). It will probably end with Taichi x Yamato and Ken x Daisuke.

Take To The Skies: In this world, some people have wings and can fly. Daisuke is a Flier. The Digimon Kaiser thinks that makes him the perfect pet. But he will need training, of course. Kaiser x Daisuke. Other stories might involve the others who have wings.

Return of Old Enemies: Takeru is captured by two strange Digimon and collared so he can't speak. That's only the beginning of what's going on.

Fragmented Memory: Kaiser x Daisuke. Kaiser has wiped Daisuke's memory and convinced him that they're together. The other Chosen are not happy about this.

Broken Bonds: A soulmate AU featuring Piemon x Takeru. This is also a breeds AU. Piemon murders Patamon and takes Takeru.

Fight To Remember: Kaiser has lost his memory. So has Daisuke. Together, they need to learn who they were, who they are, and who they're going to be. Ken x Daisuke, obviously.

Services Rendeed: Daisuke gets poisoned and the cure lies within territory controlled by the Kaiser. The only way to save him is for the Kaiser to do it. His price - Daisuke himself. To be his until he gets bored with Daisuke. Sadly, the Kaiser isn't easily bored. Ken x Daisuke.

Stirring Shadows: Ken had a very naughty dream about being the Kaiser again and wanting to dominate Daisuke instead of the Digital World. Now, it was just a dream - right? Ken x Daisuke, older.

Scars of Victory: The Digimon Kaiser defeated the Chosen and took Daisuke as his trophy. For seven years he's ruled over the Digital World unopposed, having blocked the older Chosen from entering the Digital World. Now the barriers have dropped - and revenge is best served cold. Ken x Daisuke, brainwashing, off-screen death.

Course of Events: Set in a breeds AU: Vamdemon notices something unusual about Daisuke when he's in line to meet Tailmon and sends him to Piemon, who discovers who and what he is. How interesting. No current ships.

Walking The Edge: The Chosen have fought the Kaiser for years without knowing his true identity. Daisuke has also been dating Ichijouji Ken for years. So when the Kaiser finally reveals who he is - well, Daisuke has a choice to make. And the Kaiser will only allow one.

Dark Brotherhood: breeds AU. Ken, as Kaiser, has discovered that his half-brother is Yamato. Or rather, Anbumon. An alliance is offered. Ships: Yamato x Taichi & Ken x Daisuke.

Danger Zone: The Kaiser is very annoyed at Daisuke's continued existence as his enemy. So he decides to change where Daisuke's allegiance lies. Kaiser x Daisuke.

Hidden Truths: Miyako-centered breeds AU, also involving Jou and his dark side Fuseiimon. No ships centered, but light indicationss of Ken x Daisuke, Jou x Koushiro, and Taichi x Yamato.

Errors of Love: Aged up AU. Daisuke is dating the Kaiser. This is probably a very terrible mistake. KEn x Daisuke.

Magical Educations In Love: Magical school AU. Established ships: Ken x Daisuke, with possible Ken x Daisuke x Takeru.

Shadowed Soul: Piemon x Vamdemon x Takeru. is it love or just sex? Takeru wishes he knew. It's also a soulmate AU.

Melody of the Heart: A world of magic and magical creatures. Loosely a mirror of my breeds verse (and I do mean loosely). Established ships: Taichi x Yamato, Ken x Daisuke, Jou x Koushiro, Mimi x Sora. Others to come.

What He Wants: M rated/non-con, Kaiser x Daisuke. That's pretty much all there is to it. Just a couple of drabbles now but I'll expand it later.

Game of Life: breeds AU. The Kaiser's noticed something about some of the Chosen and wants to know what's going on. Undecided ships.

Bitter Bargains: The Chosen have fought the Kaiser for years. He's shown a rough attachment to Daisuke - kidnapping him on a regular basis. Then one day, Daisuke wakes up to find the Kaiser in his bedroom. Oh, dear. Non-con Kaiser x Daisuke.

Sanguine Bindings: Aged up AU - and Ken's a vampire, who mind-controlled Daisuke from episode 2 onward. Brainwashing/mind control/non-graphic non-con.

Purpose of Existence: Kaiser found out about Daisuke being a very special breed and claimed him for his own. Daisuke doesn't like this but something isn't right - he listens, whether he wants to or not. Aged up/breeds AU. Ken x Daisuke.

Buds and Blossoms: A romance between Hikari and Mimi. That's about it.

No Good Decisions: Daisuke accidently eats something he shouldn't have in the Digital World. It wouldn't be so bad - if the Kaiser hadn't found him and determined that someone needed to watch him. Ken x Daisuke.

Blood Of His Blood: Breed AU. Piemon wants to live again and will ensure that he does, through his oldest son.

For All Time: Taichi's been in an accident and Yamato's not sure when he will wake up. Taichi x Yamato.

Heart of Demon, Soul of Angel: AU where Taichi is an angel and Yamato is a demon. At least it starts off that way. A lot is going to change. Established ships: Taichi x Yamato & Ken x Daisuke.

Bonds & Bondage: Kaiser goes ahead and Rings V-mon. This affects Daisuke, unexpectedly. Now what will the Chosen do? Ken x Daisuke.

Fireblood: Breeds/Firestarter/Healer AU. Vamdemon bites Yamato and awakens his dark side - not good for anyone at all. Taichi x Yamato.

Flaming Ivy: The 02 Chosen are Healers and Firestarters and are working out what that means for them. Ken x Daisuke.

Digimon Tamers

Fair Wings: Some of the Tamers have wings, including Juri, Kenta, and Ruki. Adventunres and romance thereof. Established relationship: Juri x Takato.

Digimon Frontier

Consequences of Games: Just a set of fluffy post-canon fanfics featuring the Chosen playing games and what happens after the games. Firm ships include Kouji x Kouichi and Junpei x Izumi.

Heirs Apparent: Lucemon's spirit escaped confinement and was able to have an encounter with Kimura Tomoki, siring twin boys.

Godslave: So, Lucemon is the God-King of the world, ruling humans and Digimon alike. What he wants, he gets. And now he wants Kouji.

Tales of WInd and Water: Stories that cicle around Ranamon and Izumi.

Reflections of Dark Shadows: An AU where Kouji doesn't have a twin. What he does have is a reflection - and the reflection doesn't like his boyfriend. Established Takuya x Kouji, one-sided Kouichi x Kouji.

The Wind-child: A fantasy AU where Izumi is the daughter of AncientIrismon and has many adventures.

Yu-Gi-Oh Xros Wars/Hunters

Not Telling All: Yuu is a vampire with a taste for Tagiru. Tagiru doesn't know - at least not yet.

Hunting The Great Game: A rewrite of Xros Wars/Hunters. Set three years instead of one after the Xros Wars. Taiki finds himself back in the Digital World and that's where it all begins.

Digimon NEXT

Knight Tales: Fantasy AU. Kahara Shou's village is slaughtered and burned down and he's the only survivor. Taken in by Barbamon, he becomes the Demon Lord's devoted Knight.

Yu-Gi-Oh DM

Pleasures of Shadows: Yami no Malik has been revived as an incubus.

Crimeland: An AU where there are three Kaiba brothers (Seto, Seth, and Mokuba) and - many other differences I haven't gotten to writing yet. Only set 'ship is Seto x Kisara.

Uncertain Choices: A modern day AU, with Atemu and Yuugi as twin brothers. Only set ship right now is Atemu x Mahaado. If I ever finish the sequel I have in mind, I will add Seto x Yuugi.

Ways of Magic: a magical AU. Seto and Mokuba are dragons. Pegasus is a sorcerer. Mai is a pirate queen. Otogi is a djinn. A few scattered set pairings such as Otogi x Bakura Ryou.

Heart of Magic: a magical AU. This one involves a magical school where various characters are students or teachers. Established ships: Atemu x Mahaado.

Gifts of Power: A Superhero AU. A large chunk of people have powers. Established relationship: Isis x Mana.

Yu-Gi-Oh GX

Reversal AU: In canon, Juudai has the poewr of the Gentle Darkness. Here, in a world very like Dark World but with differences (such as a sun), he has the power of the Destructive Darkness - and he is pure evil, enjoys it, and has the overall goal of destroying all of creation. A small, plucky rebellion stands against him. Do they stand a chance? Time will tell. Be warned: non-consensual Juudai x Johan, as well as someone becoming a vampire, and many other twisted plot points. I love this AU.

Stronger Than Water: We don't know much about Johan's past. So what if he actually grew up in Dark World, as Brron's adopted son? And was sent to kill Juudai? Firm ships are Yubel x Juudai and maybe Yubel x Juudai x Johan. I havevn't gotten far enough to be sure.

Hell's Ice: What if Ryou were the one taken by Kagemaru and Amnael instead of Fubuki? Well, add in some elemental affinities and we have the Hell Kaiser of Ice - one of the Seven Stars. No set ships othe than Yubel x Juudai, though I am debating a few.

Itch To Scratch: Juudai and Yubel are demons. Johan's an angel - or he thinks he is, anyway. What he really is, he'll find out eventually. Firm ship is Yubel x Juudai x Johan.

Bridges: So, in this series, Juudai's power is that of the Light of Creation. Johan has the Gentle Darkness - and Juudai has been possessed by the Light of Ruin for seven thousand years.

Dead Weight: It's the zombie apocalypse! Ahhh! No set in stone ships yet.

King's Champion: When a late-night break-in goes very wrong, Yubel ends up taking Juudai to Dark World for his own safety. He ends up being raised by Brron. But taking him away from Earth has consequence, both good and bad. Yubel x Juudai. Not ruling out Yubel x Juudai x Johan in the future.

Shadow Demons: Juudai: King of Hell, with Yubel and Johan as his Consorts. Ryou, a demon prince. Fujiwara Yuusuke, a shadow mage with Honest as his guardian angel. Fubuki as an angel of love. Asuka slays evil vampires. And much, much more. Established ships: Ryou x Yuusuke and Yubel x Juudai x Johan.

Echoes: Rewrites of different parts of GX. Currently only the Haou arc, but others to come. Established ships: technically none but eventually Yubel x Juudai.

In The Shadows of the Fae: Juudai is the King of the Fae with Yubel and Johan as consorts, and Shou as his servant. A delicious AU that I enjoy. Established ships: Yubel x Juudai x Johan.

In Chains: Fantasy AU. Brron is gifted Shou as a slave, and Shou has to deal with that. Not easy. Established ships: Yubel x Juudai x Johan & Edo x Ryou x Saiou.

In Any World: A series of non-connected Yubel x Juudai AUs. Each is a one-shot and is in a different AU.

Past and Future: Yubel shows Juudai events that happened in their past lives together, as they forge a new future with one another. Yubel x Juudai.

Sky Stories: A lot of people have wings. Juudai didn't - until he fused with Yubel. Ryou has rusted metal wings - until Edo takes care of them. ANd many more stories. Established ships: Yubel x Juudai x Johan.

To Accept Fate's Will: A soulmate AU. Established ships: Yubel x Juudai, Edo x Saiou x Ryou. O'Brien x Sea God's Priestess.

Hole In Your Heart: Not fighting means that Shou's in danger. Especially when he gets captured and sold to one of Haou's servants. As if his third year wasn't already going downhill. No actual ships that I know of (probable future Yubel x Juudai)

In Space, In Light: Juudai sent Yubel into space to be healed by the Gentle Darkness. In canon, it failed. Here, it worked. Uh-oh. Yubel x Juudai.

Paladin's Quest: post ending series. Ryou dies of heart failure and is reborn as a duel spirit without his memories of his past. But that's going to change, because what he did in Dark World cannot be forgotten.

In Darkness We Find FIre: An AU of my own devising, that I call Healer/Firestarter. Healers can heal & communicate/grow plants, and Firestarters bun things. There are a lot more details than that but this tale is a retelling of canon through that lens. Established ship: Yubel x Juudai.

Politics of Ages: Asuka is a vampire queen with two consorts: Manjoume and Ryou. Lots of vampiric politics.

Infinite Love: A magical AU with soulmates. Features Ryou x Yuusuke, Camula x Ruthven (OC), and Edo x Saiou.

King's Knights: Post-canon series. Juudai offers Ryou, Fubuki, and Yuusuke as his Knights. But that's just the beginning. Johan has his own tale to tell.

Passion's Flight: Soul-wings universe. Established asexual/aromantic Asuka. Future Yubel x Juudai.

Prisoner of the Black Tower: Johan is trapped in a black tower by someone called Haou. He doesn't know who that is. And he wants to leave.

Apprentices: A mild alternate timeline, where Kyle and Nero from season 3 meet and become friends - while in Haou's dungeon.

World of Fusion: Brron fused all the dimensions and the world that results is so very different. Now Brron also has three sons: Juudai, Johan, and Rune (the Johan lookalike from season 3). Also, Ryou is a vampire. Established relationships: Yubel x Juudai.

Fate's Heart: Multiple tales of Yubel and Juudai as soulmates.

Power of Earth: Healer/Firestarter AU, featuring Jim and O'Brien.

Family Flowers: Healer/Firestarter AU, featuring Rick and Cobra.

Red Zinnias: Healer/FIrestarter AU, featuring Saiou and Edo

Destructive Flames: A merging of the Firestater/Healer AU and the Reversal AU. It's even less fun than the usual REvers - well, for values of fun.

Spirit Friends: People become friends with Duel Spirits aren't in their decks. Such as Wolf for Juudai and SQuall for Amon.

Bonds of Kinship: Exploring the relationship between Johan and the lookalike - his twin brother.

Yu-Gi-Oh Zexal

Order of the Outcasts: A fantasy AU loosely inspired by AD&D. The Order of the Outcasts is the Barians. Yuuma is a powerful healing mage and Astral is his fae companion. Much fun to be had! Co-written with SilvorMoon.

Committed To Her: Kotori is Queen Merag's slave, and devotedly loves her. Merag would like to return it, but it's not that easy. Obviously, a Merag x Kotori story, and an AU.

Cry of Vengeance: Vector wants revenge on Nasch for a long-ago offense, so he attacks Nasch's boyfriend Durbe. But that's not all he wants his revenge on and he has an interesting way to get it. Vampire/slight magic AU.

On Dragon's Wings: Mizael is a dragon. Vector is a prince who becomes a demon. And many other changes for a fantasy AU. Established ships are Vector x Mizael and Alit x Leo.

Inevitable Encounters: soulmate AU and how they deal with it. Established ships: Kaito x Yuuma, Durbe x Nasch, Kotoi x Merag/Rio, Vector x Mizael

Fae Whispers: Durbe x Chris. Chris is a Fae Prince who offers for Durbe to become a Fae Knight.

Different Numbers: Another soulmate AU. Features Durbe x Nasch, Vector x Mizael, V/Chris x Kaito, Gilag x Sanagi, & Alit x III/Michael x Yuuma.

Prison of the Prince: Vector wishes to keep Fae Prine Mizael as his prisoner. Mizael isn't so thrilled about that. Vecto x Mizael.

Hating Humanity: Durbe finds Nasch and Merag before the Astral Messenger arrive. Without Yuuma's influence, what will Nasch do? Durbe x Nasch.

Blurring: There are multiple ways to detect one's soulmate. Mizael has Vector's name on his right arm and Kaito's on his left - right arm is for the soulmate and left for the enemy.

Yu-Gi-Oh Arc-V

Beat of Wings: Some characters have wings, including Yuuya, Yuuto, Yuugo, and Yuuri. And Shun. And others. No real ships (that I know of) and Yuuri is going to have fun!

Life With A Demon: Featuring Masumi x Yuzu, Asuka x Selena, and past Selena x Masumi. Demon AU, along with other creatures of magic.

Confusing: Yuuri has captured Shun and is training him to be a warrior of Fusion. Shun would rather not - but his mind is now Yuuri's plaything.

Angels, Demons, and Deciding Factors: Angel/demon AU. Yuuri is a demon, who encounters the angel Shun in his territory. Yuuri decides that he wants this angel for his own - mostly because Shun doesn't want that, nor does Yuuto. M rated/consent issues/brainwashing.

Collars and Keeping: Yuuri captured Shun early in the war and Shun escapes the first chance he gets. But Yuuri won't let him go - and there's a horrible punishment awaiting his pet.

Fae Song: Selena x Rin x Ruri x Yuzu. Selena is a Fae Princess and the others are her servants.

Deadly Daughter: Professor Leo Akaba decides he can't trust Yuuri and thus trains Selena to be his sgent to find and captue the other gils with her face. Selena's girlfriend, Asuka, helps - only seeing what happened in the war turns her away from Fusion. Undecided ships.

Dragon and Falcon: Yuuri's a dragon & Shun's a shapeshifting falcon. Yuuri claimed Shun as a part of his hoard and his servant. And it just seems that dragon saliva does something to shapeshifters. non-con/drugged Yuuri x Shun.

Soulwings: In this AU, when soulmates meet one another (or when one's true purpose is found), wings are developed. So when Kaito and Edo cross paths... Established Kaito x Edo and alluded to Yuuri x Shun.

Strike Hard, Strike Fast: Vampire AU. Sora, Yuuri, and Dennis are vampires. Ruri and Shun are vampire hunters. So when Shun crosses their paths, Yuuri decides to take him for his own.

Opposite Ends: Yuugo is brought to Shingo as his slave. Yuugo doesn't like Shingo. Oh, they're going to have a lot of fun.

Dragonflame and Nature's Spark: A HEaler/FIrestater rewrite of Arc-V, mostly featuring Ryou and Mizael, along with Yuuri and Vector. Ship: Ryou x Mizael, Durbe x Chris, and Shou x Michael.

Yu-Gi-Oh VRAINS

A Model Life: Kogami Ryouken is a supermodel. You know, when he's not a cyber-terrorist.

Power Rangers

Flip Of a Coin: Tommy Oliver is Tommi Oliver here. Gender-switch from birth.

Soulborn: Soulmates from the Power Rangers. Established ship: Cassie x Phantom. Future ship: Kat x Tommy.

BKCBL

Burning Inscription: Soulmates have the most important words spoken to them by their soulmates written on their arms. On Kinshiro's: I am Battle Lover Epinard! Nonsense. Atsushi x Kinshiro.

Love of Spirits: Kinshiro is a spirit of the sun. Atsushi is a wind spirit. The others are also magical beings. Kinshiro x Atsushi.

Crossovers

Elemental Ties: YGO GX & Digimon Frontier. Juudai and Kouichi cross paths. But they're not the only ones who share elements.

Replacement Vampire: YGO GX & Digimon Adventure 02: Post his defeat in 02, Vamdemon awakens in his Perfect form again, in a new world, where he meets someone he never thought he would - a female vampire. Camula didn't think she'd ever see another vampire. He's not quite her species, but he's definitely her type. Firm ship: Camula x Vamdemon. Also, vampire Seven Star!Ryou.

Scorpion Strike: YGO GX & YGO Zexal: Ryou wakes up in the Barian World, and doesn't know his name or anything else. But he's a Barian now, so he works for the Barian World. Ryou x Mizael.

Those are all my current series. Here are the series that I have waiting in the wings:

Power Rangers

Unexpected Tales: A series of fics about ships I like: Rita x Zedd, Emily x Jason, and Tanya x Adam.

Yellow & Blue: A pair of fics involving Trini x Billy

Digimon Adventure 02

Blossoms of Death: Non epilogue compliant, where a new enemy attacks the Chosen and a lot of things happen including friendship between different Chosen and their partners.

In Our Veins: Breeds AU. Non epilogue compliant and the breeds slowly start to awaken to their powers. Known ships: Ken x Daisuke.

Far From The Tree: Breeds AU, rewrite of a very old story of mine. Starting in the Devimon arc, the Chosen begin to awaken.

Last Dark Master: Breeds AU, another rewrite of a very old story. Yamato attracts Piemon'os attention. No ships at this time.

To True Love: A series about Taichi x Yamato. Mild Ken x Daisuke also.

Heed The Call: The Kaiser discovered the breeds - especially Anbumon, the strongest of them all. Time for an alliance. Ken x Daisuke & Yamato x Taichi.

Digimon Tamers

After Tamers: Post-canon, the Tamers have even more adventures with their returned partners.

Burning Brightly: An alternate take on Ruki and Renamon meeting one another.

Yu-Gi-Oh GX

In Solitude Lies Strength: A slight divergence changes a great deal about Juudai's rule in Dark World.

Different Kind of Darkness: When Juudai encounters a vampire before his rule in Dark World begins, everything takes a dip to a deeper darkness.

After Academia: Graduating doesn't mean that their adventurs have ended. They're just different now. Yubel x Juudai.

Colors of Love: A different soulmate concept - those who have soulmates only see the colors of their soulmate's hair and eyes until they meet - at which point they see all colors, and sprout their wings. Edo x Saiou and Yubel x Juudai, with others to come.

Hi Kari Kouri E: Healer/Firestarter. Kagemaru wants a powerful Frostflame on his Seven Stars team, so sends people to recruit a six year old Marufuji Ryou. Future Yubel x Juudai and Ryou x Yuusuke.

Yu-Gi-Oh Arc-V

Prey and Hunters: Yuuri captures Shun and has a good old time tormenting him. Rewrite of my original "Yuuri torments Shun" story. It will have a crossover with Mythology of Love by SilvorMoon eventually.

BKCBL

Seduction of Shadows: a realm with Io being human, Akoya being a demon, and Ryuu being an angel.

Crossovers

Love Is Out Of This World: BKCBL & Digimon Adventure 02. When the Digimon Kaiser drops into the Student Council Room, things become very interesting. Ken x Daisuke, Atsushi x Kinshiro.

Ties To Magic: Digimon Adventure 02, Digimon Tamers, and YGO GX. A fantasy world where anyone can meet anyone at all.

From Shadows Within: Digimon Adventure, 02, Tamers, and Frontier. A new adventure for everyone! Ships: Ken x Daisuke.

I fully expect to develop more of these in the future. Time will tell! And I will update this when or if the time comes.

#fanfic #higuchimon posts #digimon adventure #digimon adventure 02 #digimon tamers #digimon frontier #digimon xros wars #digimon next #ygo dm #ygo gx #ygo zexal #ygo arc-v #ygo vrains #power rangers #binan koukou chikyuu bouei bu love!#crossovers

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mythopoeticreality · 5 years

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For the reader asks: What do you wish more authors in your fandom would write about?, - What reader or write do you think most deserves a high five?, and Tell me a headcanon (and who you wish would write it)?

Ohh! Awesome! Just the questions I wanted to answer too! xD Thank you, you wonderful nonnie for sending me these!^^ I umm…I might get a bit long-winded here so bear with me….>.>

What do you wish more authors in your fandom would write about?

Oh dear…you just gave me free reign here to give you my fannish wish-list anon. Do you realize what you’ve done?!

Okay, no but, these are some of the ideas and characters I’ve most wanted to see more explored for such a long time now, so this might get a bit long as I’ve been thinking about some of these things for so long, so…let’s split this up by fandom:

Silmarillon/Tolkien:

More Tinfang please, definately! Probably my most obscure fav here,but he has so much potential? I mean, he’s this haf-fey pied-piper type figure and I just need like…all of the fic of him outwitting orcs and robin-hooding it up across Beleriand just basically ruining Morgoth’s day in his own small ways xD I love the idea of Tinfang being this folklorish figure amongst the elves, and I’d love to see more of that.

On that note: More Middle Earth Fairy Lore in general. Yeah I know most of this stuff is only half-canonical at best and pretty obscure, coming from the Book of Lost Tales, but still, it’s just fun? Again, I love the idea of elvish folklore, especially pre-Valarin folklore and I’d love to see more of it, and incorporating some of these older Lost Tales era ideas is such a great way to do it? Besides, the addition of fairies answers an age old question in Tolkien Fandom:

“…they were born before the world and are older than its oldest, and are not of it, but laugh at it much, for had they not somewhat to do with its making, so that it is for the most part a play for them…”

TELL ME THAT DOESN’T SOUND LIKE TOM BOMBADIL TO YOU!?! Case closed. Tom Bombadil is a Fairy.

Asside from Tinfang and Fairy lore, however, There are a couple of things I’d love to see more of in this fandom as well.

More Amlach would always be a blessing.I don’t really see why he is so often overlooked as a character either. Here’s this guy, he’s like, ‘Okay, I’m maybe not so cool with these Elves dragging us into this war of theirs that I certainly didn’t sign on for’ but then Morgoth comes along, and sends one of his servants to impersonate him while he’s away. Amlach finds out is all ‘What?! You stole my face?! Oh it’s personal, now…” and then goes to find Maedhros and becomes one of his vassals to fight against Morgoth. He has to be one of my favorite Men in the Legendarium, and I can’t help but picture his relationship with Maedhros to be just…so full of snark. He’s not awed by these elves after all, he’s just here because Morgoth’s an asshole. Honestly, I can’t help but feel that if Amlach feels like Maedhros is wrong about something he will speak up about it. And..Maedhros actually appreciates that? Amlach’s honesty, I mean, maybe not the snark all the time xD I just want to see more of that relationship, and it’s development, blossoming into some kind of respect and friendship between the two. Basically Amlach is awesome and I want more of him.

Finally, I’d love to see more Eönwë/Mairon stuff? This is my ship! The whole tragic lovers-to-enemies dynamic that they could have going? Those moments where Sauron came begging to Eönwë at the end of the War of Wrath and things almost, almost looked like things could have been reconciled, where everything stood on a knife-blade and a held breath? YES, I am here for that. And yeah, I’m a sucker for redemption fics, so I’m here for AU’s where Sauron actually did turn around and seek the Valar’s forgiveness as well.

Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell:

*slams fist on table* More JSMN Crossovers! I mean, the King’s Roads literally go everywhere, and I can’t be the only one who sees the potential there! You’ve got all of fiction and reality open to you! For instance:

Send Childermass off on the King’s Roads exploring Faerie and Looking for a way to read Vinculus, and have him stumble on into the DC Universe to run into John Constantine! They can be Snarky Northern Bastards together and deal with Fairies and Demons and Magic!

Have John Uskglass wander into Wizarding New York in 1926 and meet Credence Barebone! Can you imagine what that would be like? The Raven King meeting this orphan kid who grew up in pretty much the exact opposite situation to himself, In a world where magic is kept a secret, and who had to spend his life suppressing this magic he had? What would be going through John’s head in that moment? What would be going through Credence’s? Can the Raven King take Credence under his wing, get himself a new apprentice? He should. That would be really cool.

Oh, or what about Strange and Norrell while they’re trapped in the Pillar of Darkness? Send them to Valinor! Imagine the reactions of the Elves and the Valar at the approach of this huge Tower of Midnight. What New Sorcery of Morgoth’s is this? Is this the arrival of some new evil into their realm, like Ungoliant? Imagine this army of Elven warriors – the very same ones that Durring the War of Wrath fought to take down the source of all evil in Middle Earth – all lining up and preparing for battle…only to discover a pair of fondly squabbling academics

Or you know what? We don’t even need the King’s roads for crossovers! One of the things I’ve been most wanting to see in this fandom is a Sandman/JSMN crossover just…focusing on the relationship between Uskers and Morpheus? Like, I could totally see Oberon’s Favorite Foster Son as having encountered the Lord Shaper over here during his time in Faerie? And just, as a being of Faerie, as a Magician, as a Legend in and of himself, he totally has this connection to Dream? And honestly….why wouldn’t I want to see these two being Melodramatic and Goth and Awesome together? I’d really love to see how they’d interact. (Crossovers involving Daniel would *also* be amazing too of course and I’d really love to see John dealing with the feelings of knowing but not knowing Daniel, of interacting with someone who is at the same time so much older and so much younger than himself. How weird does it have to get to begin to stretch at even the Raven King’s own standards for what is “normal?”)

Other crossovers I’d like to see: John Segundus and Arthur Weasley hanging out because that would be just…the most adorable thing. And Also Henry Lascelles and Lucius Malfoy, because they just kind of deserve one another really xD

Asside from Crossovers I’d really love to read more things focusing on just the general history and world building in JSMN? I want to see like, the effects of magic on things like the Interregnum and the Restoration! I want to see what sort of History Play Shakespere wrote about John Uskglass and How opening night went! (You Know the Raven King showed up,watching from the shadows. You just know it.) I want to see Isaac Newton as a Magician, dammit! (speaking of that last one I got this lovely fic around Christmas Time about that very thing and I am eternally greatful for it, and y’all should go read it)

And honestly, more fics about the Aurate Magicians and John Uskglass would be amazing? I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: I want an entire series of novels dedicated to the Aurate era of Magic. I want *all* of the medieval politics and drama. How does John Uskglass interact with say…Emperess Matilda or Henry V? How does magic change things and introduce new issues that have to be delt with? Also…the characters of this time period just *fascinate* me. Yeah, John Uskglass, but also Thomas of Dundale? William of Lanchester? Catherine of Winchester? Donata Torrel and Margaret Ford and their troop of women magicians? Thomas Godbless? Walter De Chepe? Lookit. I just need *all* of the stories about the Aurates.

Oh, and one more thing: No 80′s AU JSMN fandom? I am Dissapoint. I need John Uskglass hanging out in Le Phonographique as is only his natural habitat ;P

What reader or writer do you think most deserves a high five?

But there are so many awesome people in both my fandoms? I mean Just going off of the top of my head…

@jordenspuls and @somepallings just seem like all around really cool people and it’s always a delight to see their back-and-forth crossing my dash (even if most of the time I’m too much an awkward nerd to say anything myself) Not only that but they’re also really awesome writers and if you like Johnsquared you should definitely check out both of their work!^^

@ohveda is also super-cool and is also an awesome writer, especially– again – if you like Johnsquared. Also, it always makes me smile when I see a comment on one of my metas, because we’ve always had nice discussion in the past.

Of course I’ve gotta mention @regshoe here, for loving the Raven King as much I do, for always being an awesome person to talk to and for writing such amazing fic as well as comments in my own stories.

And on that same note, theseatheseatheopensea is another amazing writer in JSMN fandom (seriously, the writing is just georgous. Go read that Isaac Newton story.) and always leaves such lovely comments in my fic as well!^^

Finally, @thearrogantemu and @prackspoor have both written some of my favorite Silm fics.

Tell me a headcanon (and who you wish would write it)?

Okay, so for most of my headcanons and ideas I don’t actually have an ideal writer in mind for any of them. I’d just really love to see what would happen if anyone took them up and ran with them.

That said, because I cannot provide any actual writers for these headcanons, I will give three each from each fandom to make up for it 8D

The Silmarillion/Tolkien:

More Fairy Lore from Arda: Before encountering the Valar the elves would often leave out small offerings to appease the fairies and spirits of Middle-Earth. A few berries, a piece of meat from a good hunt, a dish of milk left out on the doorstep. After meeting Oromë and going to Valinor, the offerings became more craft-oriented and were said to be for the Valar, rather than the Fairies. Many – especially amongst the Vanyar – stopped leaving out offerings all together, seeing them as relics of the misunderstandings of the past, too pagan a tradition to continue with. MírielÞerindë, however did continue to leave out small scraps of brightly embroidered fabric as a tribute to Vairë whenever she began a new project. Fëanor continues on in this tradition, leaving a small wire spiral out on his workbench whenever he starts something new – not for the Valar or to keep the Fairies from interfering – but as a tribute to his mother.

Curufin is actually the best rider and horsemen amongst his brothers and taught Celebrimbor to ride

Arien and Sauron were actually really close before Sauron’s eventual betrayal. Being some of the few Fire-spirits who remained on the side of the valar gave them a particular bond, and Mairon was someone for Arien to turn to when the feelings of grief and betrayal that her brothers – The Balrogs – left her with grew to heavy. Well that was untill…

Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell:

Catherine of Winchester actually didn’t start out as a particularly impressive Magician. Actually, if anything, magic was fairly difficult for her at first. Where she was impressive was in her dedication to her craft, and her shear stubbornness in it’s pursuit was what actually impressed the Raven King enough to take her on as a student (this one is actually a fairly new headcanon for me, but there is something about the idea that I find so appealing…)

Thomas of Dundale is actually a huge nerd when it comes to Arthuriana and tales of Chivalry. He was actually kind of having a bit of a fanboy freakout when he first learned Chrétien de Troyes wrote a song about him. xD More seriously though, tales of Knights and Brave Deeds were what he grew up on before being stolen away to Faerie, and during late nights in the Brugh, when neither of them could sleep, Thomas would keep both himself and John entertained with the old stories his nurse used to tell him. Sometimes he even thinks of himself and John as a kind of reversed Arthur and Merlin.

William of Lanchester was actually one of the Raven King’s apprentices in his youth. That first week within John Uskglass’s company was one of the most frustrating experiences in William’s life, and by the end of it he well and truely hated John Uskglass and his particular manner of doing things. It was just so much the opposite to William’s own approach? He swallowed it down and pushed on anyway, because he did want to learn, but he ranted to Thomas (who he got on with brilliantly from the start) a lot about John during those early years of their relationship. Thomas helped him stick it out, Thomas gave him space to vent and honestly? Thomas helped smooth things over between William and John when they clashed the most. “He takes growing used to. But he’ll grow on you, if given a chance.” Thomas would say to him. William would just scoff. “Yes. Like a fungus.” Yet by the end of his apprenticeship, William found himself as one of the Raven King’s most trusted advisers and closest friends – and the thing that surprised William the most? When he realized it, he wasn’t surprised at all.

#Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell #Silmarillion #welp #that ended up longer than I thought xD #in which I talk to people #Anonymous

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thatlongspringnight · 5 years

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Updated Otome Masterpost (07/02/2019)

FIXED THE BROKEN LINKS, UPDATED WITH AT LEAST TWO FRESH STORIES (lol) and put under the cut because it is...massive

with love, Julie.

Samurai Love Ballad Party:

Miscellaneous Head-canons:

MC gets catcalled in public

Stolen Kisses

Sickness

Kissing Tropes I

Kissing Tropes II

Lords holding their children for the first time (Mitsuhide, Saizo, Kojuro, Ieyasu, Saizo, Masamune)

Lords holding their kids for the first time part II

Lords and MC cooking together.

MC death by childbirth HC

Jealous Lords HC

Quality Time with MC HC

Making Out with the Lords

Yukimura & Hideyoshi Makeout HC

Sanada Yukimura:

What happens at a feast (Yukimura x MC)

How you make me feel (Yukimura x MC SMUT) Kissing Prompt

Kirigakure Saizo:

Cherry Blossoms in Bloom (Saizo x MC SMUT)

Willows (Au Saizo/MC)

A Stolen Moment

Tokugawa Ieyasu:

Unexpected (Ieyasu/MC) (tw, pregnancy)

Our Loss (Ieyasu x MC) (tw, pregnancy, miscarriage)

Healing (Ieyasu/ MC) (tw: pregnancy, miscarriage, childbirth)

Finally Snapping (Ieyasu/ MC)

Birthday Gifts (Ieyasu x MC SMUT)

Angsty Ieyasu HC

Fluffy Ieyasu HC

“Could you be Happy Here” (Ieyasu/MC)

Winter Chill

Warm in Your Arms (SMUT)

Kissing Prompt

Katakura Kojuro:

The Dragon’s Claw (Kojuro x MC)

Kojuro x MC Smut HC

Innocently Enough (SMUT)

Ishida Mitsunari:

The Worst (Mitsunari x MC)

MC teases Mitsun

Keeping Warm (Mitsunari x MC SMUT)

Self-Doubt (Mistunari x MC drabble)

Oda Nobunaga:

Thoughts (Nobunaga/MC)

Hot (Nobunaga/ MC)

Fire (Nobunaga/ MC)

Watching (Nobunaga/ MC)

Fuma Kotaro:

A Day Out (Fuma Kotaro/MC)

Fuma Kotaro Smut HC

Fuma Kotaro HC

Toyotomi Hideyoshi:

Hideyoshi Drabble

Maeda Toshiie: Inuchiyo drabble

Date Shigezane:

Any Place on Earth (Shigezane/MC)

Kirigakure Hotaru:

Hotaru Kirigakure HC

Stars (Hotaru/MC drabble) Stargazing

Uesugi Kenshin Cornflower Blue (SMUT)

Kingfisher (Mythology AU)

Toramatsu Toramatsu HCs (nsfw)

Kiyohiro:

Kiyohiro HCs (nsfw)

Naoe Kanetsugu:

Flower Crowns

Umeko: Braided

Oda Oichi: Matters of Duty

Hana/Tsuki:

Medicine & Mochi (fluff)

COLLEGE (Modern) AU:

Miscellaneous HC

Which Lords Prefer Pineapple Pizza HC

College AU Lords Headcanon

Kenshin, Shingen headcanon

Kotaro and Hotaru HC

Lords And Modern Fashion Part I Lords and Modern Fashion Part II LORDS AT A COSTUME PARTY

The Lords AFTER College HC

Tokugawa Ieyasu:

I’ve made a Mistake (Ch 1) Ieyasu x MC

I’ve Made a Mistake (Ch 2)

I’ve Made a Mistake (Ch 3)

I’ve Made a Mistake (Ch 4)

I’ve Made a Mistake (Ch 5)

I’ve Made a Mistake (Ch 6)

Quiet Afternoons

One Wrong Turn

Sunkissed(Smut)

A Touch of Gray (Soulmate AU)

Interesting (smut-ish)

Kirigakure Saizo:

Important Lessons (Saizo x MC Smut)

Important Lessons (Ch 2)

Important Lessons (Ch. 3)

Important Lessons (Ch. 4)

Important Lessons (Ch. 5)

Important Lessons (Ch. 6) COMPLETED

That Would be Enough (Important Lessons Epilogue)

Snap Shots (Saizo x MC)

Gift Giving (Saizo x MC)

Saizo’s Winter HCs Christmas Wish

Locked Doors and Cookies

Missed You More

Oda Nobunaga:

Faking It (Nobunaga/MC SMUT) college HCs

Katakura Kojuro:

Messy (Kojuro/MC)

Kojuro Online Dating HC

Ishida Mitsunari

Hot Shower (Mitsunari/MC SMUT)

Library Days (Mitsunari/MC) Christmas Cheer

Mistakes

Fixing our Mistakes (Smut)

Just a Little Text

Date Shigezane:

Date Shigezane Headcanon (continued)

One Last Shot

Heatwave

Overworked (SMUT)

Sanada Nobuyuki:

Sanada Nobuyuki Headcanon

Maeda Toshiie:

Inuchiyo College HC

The Puppy Situation

A night in (Inuchiyo/MC SMUT)

Just like the Movies (Inuchiyo/MC fluff)

Domesticity (Inychiyo/MC fluff)

A Little Heat (SMUT)

Collared (slight NSFW)

Kissing Prompt

101 ways to Fall in Love (fluff)

Oda Oichi:

Wedding Dresses (Oichi/Katsuie)

Kissing (Oichi/Yukimura)

Naoe Kanetsugu: Job Transfers (SMUT)

The Shoes We try to Fill

Morning Routine

Sweetest Colors (Soulmate AU)

Not So Secret Tryst (SMUT) Uesugi Kenshin: A Little too much Christmas Spirit

Sanada Yukimura:

Snow Days

Kakizaki Kageie:

Tonight

Toyotomi Hideyoshi:

I’m so Sorry but-

CYBIRD’S DESTINED TO LOVE

The red string (Ch1) (Okita Soji/MC)

The Red String (Ch 2)

The Red String (Ch 3)

The Red String (Ch.4)

The Red String (Ch.5)

The Red String (Ch 6)

The Red String (Ch 7 FINALE)

MYSTIC MESSENGER:

Lead me (V/MC)

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A Royal Romance Au Fanfic

What would it be like if Princess Charlotte of Cordonia had to marry Anton Severus ?

A/N I rarely write sad pieces - but I promise this has a happy ending. I wrote it some months ago but I don’t seem to have it on my masterlist. I post it as part of TBT

WARNINGS - Very bleak, Noncon, depression, thoughts of suicide, major character death. Please read with caution. No under 18s

All we do is hide away, all we do is, all we do is chase the day,

All we do is lie and wait, all we do is, all we do is feel the fade

I’ve been upside down, I don’t wanna be the right way round – can’t find paradise on the ground

All we do is hide away, all we do is, all we do is chase the day,

All we do is play it safe, all we do is, all we do is live inside a cage

I’ve been upside down, I don’t wanna be the right way round – can’t find paradise on the ground

All we do is hide away, all we do is, all we do is chase the day,

All I did was fail today

All I wanna be is whites in waves…

All We Do - Oh Wonder

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iTUdw2ja0MY

Charlotte walked down the aisle, the ivory lace clinging to her arms and across her chest, the neckline below her collarbone but feeling as if it might choke her, the dress heavy as lead. She moved slowly, her paces even, a hollow smile plastered to her face, tears starting to prick her eyes… tears of joy, the people watching would say – those who knew no better.

The people of Cordonia, still in mourning for their King, needed this wedding to lift their spirits, mere weeks after his death by an assassin’s bullet. The Princess - or Queen as she immediately became – had to announce Anton as her chosen consort, to quell the unrest that had inspired the uprising. An alliance between the houses of Rys and Severus would bring peace. And here she was, walking down the aisle on Maxwell Beaumont’s arm. She dared not look toward the pew where Drake stood, his face pale and drawn. Only hours ago they had been in each other’s arms, unknown to Anton, making use of the secret passages through the Palace to finally consummate their love.

Drake had promised months before that no matter who she chose as Consort, he would be her first. For years they had met in secret, brought each other release and bliss and comfort, never taking that last step so that the night before her wedding, Charlotte was a virgin. Their final union had been bittersweet, the final piece to the jigsaw puzzle that was them.

Now she remembered every touch, every caress, every shift of her body, the texture of his skin, the scent of his body. They rose and fell and surged around and over and under each other. He pierced her tenderly, waiting until the sharp pain eased, then all had been bliss, and they could not get enough of each other. They already knew how to please the other, but this had added an extra dimension that made it so complete.

All too soon the dawn came, and they had not slept, and she had to go. The final embrace, the tears, the pain of parting to give herself to another man who could never love her like Drake did, could never know. The memory of that night would have to sustain her for what was to come.

Maxwell squeezed her arm as he let her go at the altar to hand her over to Anton, who smiled triumphantly. Suddenly she was outside her body watching it all, like her body was a hollow puppet. Drake had her heart, her mind, her soul and it was only the empty husk that she gave to Anton. She heard herself saying her vows, prayed that none would object, felt Drake’s pain as Anton placed the ring on her finger and claimed her with his cold lips. Her body walked back down the aisle on his arm, went out to wave at the crowds, got into the limo with him.

She snapped back into reality as he smirked at her, cold blue eyes boring into her.

‘You’re mine now Charlotte. I won’t tolerate you seeing anyone else, do you understand?’ she nodded, her stomach twisted with fear ‘I’ll kill anyone who so much as touches you – and you know I carry out my threats, don’t you?’

‘Yes Anton’ she heard herself say, starting to slip back out of her body.

‘Now smile and show everyone how happy you are’ he said as she floated away. She watched herself at the reception, smiling, moving around amongst the guests, automatic words spilling from her lips

‘Thankyou – you’re very kind – yes the weather was just right – I hope so – perhaps’ At last she was seated for the banquet, endured the speeches, ate sparingly, sipped the champagne. She stood with Anton to cut the cake, they took to the dancefloor, and again she circulated. All the time she knew exactly where Drake was, he was like the North of her compass, keeping her grounded. Be brave my sweet Princess, we’ll find a way. Hana will be there, you can tell her anything. We’ll be working to find a way out. Trust me my darling, I promise we’ll be together again.

His words were a silver thread that kept her from running to the roof of the palace and throwing herself off. She floated behind her body as Anton led her to the Royal Suite, to the bed they were to share. She saw him unzip her dress, she fought to stay out of her body as his lips on the nape of her neck threatened to ground her. Like that hollow puppet she took the rest of her clothes off as he watched, his eyes burning her skin, as he took off his tie, his shirt, unbuckled his trousers, let them fall. She tried not to see his naked body as he advanced on her.

Under other circumstance it might have been good – he was good looking, charming, intelligent. But she knew his heart was black, that he only wanted her for the power he would gain, to gain an heir to his dynasty, to blot out her own family. He had plotted and subverted and killed to get her, and her own father was dead, though given time he would have died anyway from the disease that ate away at him.

The sheer physicality of his lovemaking snapped her back into her body, and she felt everything. She hoped against hope that he didn’t realise he wasn’t the first – she had washed herself thoroughly so Drake’s scent was gone, douched so that she was clean inside and out, but she had waited as long as she could, in the hope that… she dared not think why she left that till last. She lay unmoving under Anton and thought of Drake, but he was nothing like him, she could not pretend it was him. He had been tender at first, then rough as she didn’t respond to him. She blotted out the things he did to her – to her body, and finally found out how to switch off, to float above herself but not watch what was happening, though she could still hear everything.

Thankfully, once she missed her period Anton stopped coming to her bed and left her alone at night. There was the thread of hope, the one thing she dared not think in case her thoughts leaked out and he found out. Hana was there, as Drake had promised, and she kept Anton happy, took him to her bed to keep him from Charlotte, playing the wicked Mistress, pretending to Anton that Charlotte didn’t know but meeting her in secret, keeping her updated with plans for her escape. Drake had vanished from court, at which point she had cried secret bitter tears even though she knew he was safer away from her.

Charlotte continued to float behind her body, the silver thread keeping her there until the day she felt that fluttering in her stomach, felt the little being telling her it was there. She hoped against hope that it was what she wanted, telling Anton he was to be a father whilst hoping she was wrong. She cherished it, cherished her body, watched it bloom and blossom, and met with Hana. She spoke to the little life inside her belly, telling it she would love it no matter what – and hoped against hope.

Drake stepped out of the shadows and Hana hurried to meet him

‘We have to do it soon’ she said ‘He wants his heir, and once he’s got that, he won’t need Charlotte any more. We have to get her away before she goes into labour’ Drake’s face went white

‘Tell me what to do’

Hana’s phone dinged with an incoming message. It was Charlotte, and it was just two words

It’s time.

Quickly she gathered the bag she kept waiting by the door and slung it into the back of her jeep, pausing only to send one text – this time one word

Now

Bastien was the recipient, and he passed it on to those who needed to know. He entered the secret passage that lead to Charlotte’s room and helped her out to the SUV. At the same time, another identical vehicle left and made its way to the hospital, while Bastien peeled away toward the border with Monaco.

At the hospital in the Cordonian capital, a woman got out of the SUV, her bulky pregnant form obvious, a blanket over her head to avoid the prying lenses of the press. She entered the private wing set aside for VIPs and the Press waited outside. It was only a short time before Anton arrived in the limo, followed by Hana, grinning triumphantly for the cameras. He disappeared into the maternity suite.

Olivia sat waiting for him, the bed empty. He ground to a halt and heard the door close behind him, aware that Hana stood behind him.

‘What’s going on? Where’s Charlotte? Where’s my wife?’ Olivia stood, looking at her watch

‘She’s a long way away Anton. She’s finally free of you’ Anton’s face fell

‘Free? What do you mean? I saw on the press reports, she came here’ Olivia shook her head

‘A decoy’ she said ‘You’ll never hurt her again. You die here, Anton’ He lunged at her, but she was ready. With one smooth move she stooped to pull a stiletto knife from her boot, stepped forward and plunged it into his side, under his ribs. He grunted with surprise as she shifted, pulling him back and holding him with the blade across his throat. Hana stepped forward

‘Drake was with her the night before the wedding’ she said ‘If the baby is yours, your line will survive. If not, it dies with you’ She nodded to Olivia and she drew the blade across his throat as surprise and rage crossed his face.

‘I’ll be happy to spend time in prison for your murder’ Olivia whispered ‘if they catch me’ She let his body drop to the ground, his lips working but no sound coming from his mouth, blood pooling on the tiled floor. She and Hana waited for the blood to stop flowing, watched him die, the light fading from his eyes. Swiftly they left the room and out of a back entrance to a waiting car that sped away into the night. The citizens of Cordonia would welcome his death, only finding out his ruthlessness and disregard for the common folk after his elevation to Consort.

‘Bastien, you have to stop’ Charlotte cried, agony gripping her insides

‘We’re nearly there, your highness’

‘The baby doesn’t know that, it’s coming now’ Bastien stopped the car, punched a number into his mobile phone, gave curt details.

‘They’re coming to us your Majesty’ he said, climbing into the back with her, fumbling for the bag at her feet. She cried out in pain, and he waited for the spasm to die down ‘You’re fine Charlotte - breathe, everything is fine.’ He looked at her ‘Not my first emergency birth’ he lied, not telling her it had been a foal.

Drake stood on the prow of the Royal Yacht waiting for the little tender to leave the shore. There were no details, he knew Bastien was there, but could only hope she was with him. He watched it approach, straining his eyes for the first glimpse of her. At last he saw two figures, one unmistakably hers, and the boat grow nearer and nearer. At last it was by the side of the boat and he was helping her to climb the ladder up the side of the hull. The first touch of her fingers burned him, an electric tingle almost breaking his grip, then she was in his arms and he rained kisses on her – on her face, her lips, her neck as she cried tears of happiness and clung to him as if she would never let go.

‘Drake, Drake’ she wept

‘My sweet, sweet Princess – my Queen’ he said hoarsely, burying his face in her shoulder and holding her tighter. He was aware of Bastien behind her, looming into sight, holding a tiny bundle, the only thing that would allow him to let her go.

She turned to Bastien, face stained with tears but radiant with happiness.

‘Is it – is he – is she…’ he couldn’t form his words as she gently took the bundle from the smiling guard. She pulled back the blanket to reveal the perfect little face, a shock of dark hair and deep chocolate brown eyes, little hands like starfish.

‘Drake, you have another Princess to look after’ she said softly ‘Meet your daughter’.

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sarapii-peachy · 6 years

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All Hail

Pairing: Ken/Reader (featured as Aurora), Wonshik

Storyline: fantasy!au, royal!au Wonshik is given a prophecy that could change the kingdom of Excelsius forever

Wordcount: 3,983

Notes: R-18 VIOLENCE, CHARACTER DEATH, SEX. This is a dark piece inspired by Shakespeare’s Macbeth (aka murder, betrayal). Hi. So, there’s a lot behind this. Ever since I first read Macbeth, I knew I wanted to write a drabble inspired by it so this is exactly what this is. Long time coming! Wonshik has this image of working himself to exhaustion for his music and it’s something he’s never satisfied with, and I know he’s so afraid of not leaving behind a legacy (the sweetheart) and this ambition led me to choose him. This is also to honor his 1st solo tour in Europe bc my man really out here doing that aye. Can’t believe I got to witness Kim Ravi tearing up the stage.

Also Ken in Iron Mask??? We moving from Prince Christopher to an actual king fight me.

// ☽ R A V I

Wonshik is exhausted. The battle has left both his spirit and body battered. The elements are much harsher this close to the coastline, wind, sand, and sea spray stinging his face. His ribs ache with every inhaled breath and he cradles his left arm against his chest, strength draining from his body where the knife had pierced beneath his armor. Dried blood cakes underneath his fingernails. Blood of men who were nameless in his eyes, yet still had wives, lovers, children. His victims.

His mind flashes and he once again sees his comrades fall to the invaders, men he’d trained with for years. Men he’d shared his tent with, dined with, now lying cold in the mud. Death did not discriminate and took her prey with swift chance. Not even the most skilled soldiers could hope to rely on their sheer might whenever she lingered on the battlefield.

He and the remaining men quickly bury their comrades before the birds can get to them.

Consequently, Death had decided to spare Wonshik tonight. Rebels from a nearby rivaling kingdom had breached their shore, hoping to sack Excelsius. Wonshik had been sent by the monarchy to quell the invaders. They had been victorious, but at what cost?

He rides now, weary, with the captured enemy convoy back to the castle to bring news of their victory. The dreary landscape of the highlands soon shift to that of his home.

What strength he’d thought he’d lost slowly starts to return at the familiar sight of the castle as they pass through the stone gateway into the kingdom. The rain has stopped and he’s glad to get out of the wind, his men following behind as they shuffle inside the castle. They’re filthy, tracking mud and wet stink in with them and he feels warmth in his chest at the face Queen Aurora will no doubt make upon seeing him.

Two standing figures, the monarchy themselves, await him on the other side of the throne room. On his left stands King Kenneth, Patriarch of the Six Heavens. He’s a tall, striking young man with kind features, his full lips always turned up in a smile. The crown upon his raven curls add to his height and a mantle of gold and rich navy blue, the colors of Excelsius, rest on his broad shoulders. The embodiment every king should be.

To the king’s right is Her Highness Queen Aurora, Lady of Light, a charitable young woman and Kenneth’s one lover since boyhood. Her gown matches her dusky gold complexion, midnight hair plaited back up and away from her face. Her eyes humorously survey Wonshik and his tracked footsteps as King Kenneth moves to greet his friend. Like sunshine personified, a beautiful queen to rule by her husband’s side.

Ken embraces him warmly regardless of his dirty state.

“You’ve proved yourself again, Wonshik. Well done.” He chuckles and claps Wonshik heartily on the back.

“It’s an honor to serve and protect our kingdom, my lord.” Wonshik answers and can’t help the hints of a smile tugging at his lips. Being the childhood friend of the monarch always made formal conversation a bit strange to him.

A son of a nobleman, Wonshik has lived in Excelsius all his life and spent his adolescence playing, reading, and studying here in the castle. He had befriended the then prince Kenneth in riding lessons one summer afternoon, Wonshik there for his knight training, Ken for his aristocratic duties. The two boys soon became inseparable. Although Ken had to spend a majority of his time preparing for the day he would succeed to the throne, the two of them were still able to wreck havoc after lessons were finished.

Ken squeezes his hand on his shoulder and Wonshik’s smile flickers when his refound energy starts to fade and is replaced by the full burden of his wounds. The familiar toll of battle settles over his tired bones. Understandably, Ken withdraws his hand. Queen Aurora steps forward, her expression tender and gentle.

“Tonight, your hard work and bravery has given Excelsius victory. Your sacrifices will be remembered in keeping our borders safe,” She says softly. “We will hold a banquet in honor of your men. Please, rest.”

Aurora’s statement resurfaces raw emotion. Their triumph had been nothing less than bloody. He will sleep tonight in his warm bed, safe within the castle walls while slain men lay in shallow graves on the cliffside.

Wonshik swallows. “Thank you, my queen.”

He’s dismissed from the throne room and he hurries to his quarters to wash.

Wonshik’s quarters lie on the other side of the courtyard gardens. Even as a young boy, he’s always loved walking among the greenery, perfumed by wild roses and cherry blossoms, listening to the babbling marble fountain that stands in the center of the gardens.

Yet, Wonshik stops. Tonight is different. Something doesn’t sit well with him, making his already fried nerves buzz in unease when he feels a strange change in the air around him.

A silhouette blooms from the sudden mist rolling from his left. Her feminine figure is shrouded in a long white veil that falls to her feet, opaque, yet translucent enough that her features are just barely hidden. He knew a witch when he saw one, using her magik to masquerade as an object of desire.

“Wonshik, hail to thee, knight of Excelsius.” She breathes. Just by the sound of her voice, Wonshik knows of her beauty. Honey and silk. A second veiled figure materializes to his right.

“Wonshik, hail to thee, Commander of Her Highness’s Comet Guard.” Says the second. He sees the parting of her lips from behind the smoke-like fabric. He gazes into the veil but sees nothing but the hidden contours of her face. He feels himself slowly falling, losing his wit the longer he stares, his feet moving towards her on their own accord. He was no Commander, only a simple sergeant. What were these sorcerers spouting?

A third and final figure emerges from the mist directly in front of him. Wonshik stays rooted to the spot when she approaches. Her touch is intimate, cradling his cheek with a cold hand, looking up into his face as though to kiss him. She leans forward, a lover’s caress.

“All hail Wonshik, thou shalt be king hereafter.” The third murmurs.

He reaches for the veil, entranced, desperate to see with confirmed eyes the beauty that promises such high prophecy. The figure drifts from his touch. He follows with quick steps and it’s almost comical as the figure easily glides away, joining the two others as they start to circle around him.

“All hail,”

His chest tightens when he feels a warm breath fan across his neck. He turns on them, daring to prompt an answer.

But the sisters are quicker and simultaneously step back into the curling mist that now envelopes him. He’s left alone in the gardens as a rose scented breeze chills his skin, shivering in his own sweat and grime.

That night, he sleeps like the dead. He’s grateful for the freedom of no haunting nightmares or strange paralysis that often seized his entire body after battles. He doesn’t feel particularly rejuvenated, but neither exhausted the next morning, like having fallen into a deep abyss the night before.

Daylight is still new, even for a soldier like himself to be up at this hour. Yet, Wonshik finds it strangely peaceful to be up before the birds have begun chirping, the first rays of the sun setting fire to a silhouetted, dark world.

Dawn breaks red and beautiful.

His early rise has given him the luxury of a morning ride through the castle grounds and a few hours of privacy from his comrades before the banquet.

He knew his men well enough to understand that he wouldn’t be the only one uncomfortable tonight. His men had been celebrated with political dinners before, but this was a first for a military disaster of this scale. Although victorious, it wasn’t fair to be enjoying a party when so much Excelsius blood had been spilt.

As he sways in the saddle, his mind wanders to the strange prophecy from the night before. Commander of the Comet Guard? King? Ken obviously occupied the throne, what did this prophecy suggest? How would Ken be displaced? What would Aurora’s fate be?

Another shiver shakes his core as thoughts race through his mind.

No, the prophecy is impossible. Wonshik had no drop of royal blood and was sworn to protect the crown, just a son of a nobleman. Having it simply fall to him is outrageous.

The prophecy was nothing more than a fever dream, he tells himself. Knowing his post-traumatic symptoms, it doesn’t take long to convince himself.

In the evening, Wonshik is pleasantly surprised that he’s enjoying himself at the banquet. Surrounded by an intimate circle of his closest brothers in battle with Ken and Aurora seated at the front of the hall, the tense atmosphere he had anticipated is nonexistent, instead replaced with one of commemoration and respect.

A few attendants duck in every now and then to assist in serving the meal and musicians fill the air with gentle melodies. Hearty food, ale, and companionship have allowed Wonshik to relax for the first time in far too long.

As the meal comes to a close, the tapping of a glass draws the men's attention to the queen. Aurora places her silver fork down onto the table and turns to address the room before her.

“Gentlemen, your service these past few months have kept our kingdom safe from harm. For this, a certain individual has demonstrated exceptional abilities in the arts of Knighthood and deserves to be recognized,” She pauses to thread her fingers through Ken’s, glancing to him. She smiles softly. “My husband and I have long discussed this decision and it is with great confidence that we present this ceremony before you all.” Aurora pauses again, this time looking directly to Wonshik. When she speaks, her voice rings clear throughout the chamber. “The Crown now calls Sir Wonshik to come before this Court and Company.”

Wonshik rises, his queen’s command and his own internal military discipline instinctively setting his body in motion before he can question what he’s being called upon for. Aurora strides to the center of the room, the king at her side. Wonshik kneels before them.

“Bring forth Starlight, the Great Sword of State.” Ken instructs to an attendant. His tone is authoritarian, not at all like the shy, playful young boy Wonshik had befriended as a child. A servant enters with Starlight, a beautiful longsword encrusted with jewels the color of the sun. Aurora takes the blade and places it so it rests on the young man’s shoulder.

“Sir Wonshik, you have been deemed fit for the high estate of Commander of Her Highness's Royal Comet Guard. Do you now swear by all that you hold sacred, true, and holy that you will honor and defend the Crown and the kingdom of Excelsius at all costs?” asks the king.

Wonshik feels his pulse quicken. The prophecy.

Commander was a position he had sought after throughout his entire apprenticeship. So much pain, tears, and bloodshed, hours endured in the cold as a young trainee, the aspiration of someday commanding his own legion burning deep in his soul. Now, it was finally going to be his.

Was he being awarded for his genuine efforts or simply because of the witches’ vision? The second alternative made his skin crawl, yet here he stood before the monarchy. His mind clicks and the realization almost makes him burst out into sick laughter. He’s able to mask it with a soldier’s self-control, eyes respectively cast to the floor. He already knew the answer.

With his plan, the throne will be his.

“I will.” Wonshik states.

“That you will conduct yourself respectively, drawing your sword only for just cause?” Aurora continues, voice cool. “That you will enshrine in your heart the noble ideals of our Guard to the benefit of your own good name and the greater glory of Excelsius?”

“I will.”

“That you will honor, defend, and protect all ladies, and those weaker than yourself?” asks the queen.

Wonshik raises his head, gaze resting on the woman before him. Sunlight throws itself through the stained glass behind her, casting her in a dazzling halo of colorful light.

“I will.” He murmurs.

She steps closer. “Then having sworn to me these solemn oaths, I, Queen Aurora of Excelsius, do dub you with Starlight, and by all that you hold sacred and holy..Once for honor..Twice for duty..Thrice for chivalry. Arise, Commander.”

Wonshik rises with the weight of a thousand empires on his shoulders.

Excelsius is plagued with a tirade of rain the rest of the bitter autumn. Time passes slowly, each day marked by another bone-chilling day as autumn decays into winter. The palace hunkers down with crackling fires in fireplaces and drawn curtains, children and servants rushing inside with rosy skin and chapped hands.

Ken loves winter. The festivities that came about this time of year never failed to make him smile and his joy was contagious. The queen, however, hated the cold. Despite being wrapped in furs and constantly sipping at hot drinks, Aurora was always frigid and longed for summer. Luckily, Wonshik was always there to boost her spirits.

As newly appointed Commander, Wonshik and Queen Aurora spent a fair amount of time together. Reviewing sovereign borders and drafting battle formations, Wonshik was delighted to find that the queen was no stranger to warfare. Aurora was a warrior queen, unafraid of bloodshed. His admiration for her was mirrored in her own for the Commander.

One evening, the two of them have just finished studying some maps, clearing the table when a servant brings in a tray of spiced apple cider. As they drink, the two teasingly speak of Ken’s recent actions of erecting a huge evergreen in the middle of the kingdom square and of the recent snowfall to the north. It’s nice to be able to move beyond politics and grim topics of weapon effectiveness in battle.

“You’re shivering,” Wonshik says concerned, watching as Aurora’s shoulders tremor violently.

She dismisses him with a shake of her head, pulling a long sip from her drink. “Commander, don’t act so surprised.”

Wonshik moves to her side and rubs his hands against her arms. “I must keep my queen from falling ill.” He teases. She laughs softly and leans into his touch, enjoying the heat from the fireplace. They rest for a while side by side.

Aurora falls asleep with her head resting lightly on his shoulder. The fire has long died, glowing coals barely illuminating the study aside from a slight, dull glow. The two sit in darkness.

Aurora suddenly startles awake with a gasp. His hands come to stable her as she awakens to a sightless world.

“You’re alright, Aurora.” He soothes.

Her breaths calm and he can see her chest fall less rapidly. Her silhouette nods and then the room falls into silence, only broken by the howl of wind against the windowpane. The world sleeps.

“I’ve got you. I always will.” He whispers. He doesn’t move away.

“Commander,” she presses. A warning.

“Is my duty not to protect you, your highness?” Wonshik dips his head, whispering against the shadow’s bare neck.

“Tis, but-”

“And how is my queen in any danger when she is in fact most safest here in my arms..?”

Winter drags on, and with it, the queen’s seasonal depression. She stays cooped up in her chambers, coming out only when coaxed by her husband. The cold is taking a toll on her. Light no longer fills her eyes.

In the meantime, Wonshik regularly meets with King Kenneth to look over inventory supplies for the barracks.

“Her Highness seems unwell,” Wonshik would often state, asking if the queen was taking her meals properly.

The king would reply no with a somber shake of the head. But, she’ll perk up in the spring, she always does, he would add.

The Commander would smile politely. The time to strike was upon him.

“Yes, of course.”

At Wonshik’s suggestion, Ken invites him to a dinner to celebrate old times and the coming holidays. Just the two of them, good friends united over food and drink. Ken is delighted to share his company, to say the least.

The evening arrives, and with it, a horrible snowstorm.

It doesn’t seem to sour the mood, however, as Wonshik arrives to the chambers with a table set with delicious delicacies. Ken stands with clasped hands, a loving king to greet his friend as an equal.

“Come, we have much to talk about, no?” The king chuckles. Wonshik grins and the two embrace like old brothers.

The evening progresses with amusement and comfort and again, Wonshik finds himself enjoying the simple pleasures of life. It was remarkable how things could brighten up with loved ones and good cooking. He laughs with the king now, nearly spilling his wine as Ken recounts a story from their boyhood.

“..And you were so desperate to get her attention that you fell on your ass right in front of her!” Ken snorts. His face is flushed from his drink and he pauses his story to take another swig from his goblet.

Wonshik joins in laughing, feeling the room slowly spinning as he empties his own cup.

“Guess the donkey wasn’t the only ass in that stable,” He chuckles back. Ken howls with laughter, gripping his sides. He beckons for Wonshik’s glass and quickly refills it before wiping at his eyes.

“How thankful I am that we’ve stayed together after all these years, Wonshik,” Ken ponders aloud after a quiet moment settles over the room. He smiles at the soldier a bit sleepily and his eyelids flutter closed for a heartbeat. “A king and his childhood friend, the commander of his queen’s army. Side by side, protecting their quaint kingdom. It’s like something from a storybook,” He says almost dreamily.

“Aye.” Wonshik agrees.

Ken smiles again and his eyelids droop, features slowly relaxing as he drifts off to sleep.

Wonshik rises so quickly that the chair scrapes violently against the floor and stabs his dagger clean through King Kenneth’s chest.

Ken cries out with a wet gasp. His eyes fly open, struggling against Wonshik who only forces the blade deeper.

“Why..?” Ken pleads. “Was I a tyrant?”

He shakes his head. “Nay, a good king. So much so that this was the only way.”

Wonshik studies the look in Ken’s eyes as he continues to choke on his own blood. It’s a look he’s witnessed tens, if not hundreds of times on the battlefield. The look of life slowly seeping away as it leaves the body, the fear of death lingering behind those pupils. No matter how strong their bond, King Kenneth would never understand. Ken has never had to take a life and live with the consequences.

So, Wonshik begins to laugh like the unhinged man he’s now become. He pulls the king closer, forcing him to look at only him.

“Your wife is with child,” Wonshik breathes. “My child, my heir to the throne.”

Ken’s expression weakens. Tears glisten in his eyes and a new look clouds behind Ken’s pupils, one he’s never seen before.

Heartbreak, betrayal.

“My legacy will reign and yours dies now with you.” Wonshik snarls. The blade twists and the good king gives his last breath in the arms of his most trusted soldier.

When news of the king’s death spreads through the kingdom, it’s like a plague has spread with it. Doors are locked and villagers seldom come outside, the streets deserted and empty with families locked up inside their homes. Grief and fear weigh heavy over Excelsius.

An assassin, rumored to be from the infamous rebel kingdom of Exodus, had broken into the royal chambers and slain the king after he had retired to bed. Commander Wonshik of Her Highness’s Comet Guard had been the one to discover the mutilated corpse of his childhood best friend. He had arrived too late with the assassin nowhere to be found, only an open window leading out into the icy, winter night.

The monarchy is in complete shambles, a political disaster. Immediately, the Commander is nominated for his past service and intimate connection to the late king.

A quiet wedding and coronation crown Wonshik as the new king of Excelsius, Patriarch of the Six Heavens.

Quelling the political unrest is not an easy task and King Wonshik has much on his plate. Kenneth Lee had been a beloved, well respected ruler and the notion of a rogue Exodus assassin sparks a wave of hysteria within the kingdom. If the king hadn’t been safe, what was to become of the common people? Where was the Exodusian army now?

It’s a difficult, burdensome lie to maintain.

The following autumn, Aurora gives birth to a healthy baby boy. Wonshik concentrates his efforts on raising his only son.

Aurora starts to slowly wither away, some would say of a broken heart. The queen’s glowing complexion has fizzled out, the skin beneath her eyes tight with exhaustion and sorrow. Yet, she stays strong for her kingdom. Queen Aurora stations extra men on the borders and increases nightly patrols, reassuring all that they will be safe from war.

A few years pass and the prince is now a young toddler. The threat of an Exodus invasion has died out, though unrest has not dissipated so, a nervous energy remaining over Excelsius like a tensed bowstring.

Wonshik himself has lost his youthful charm, looking haggard and worn with each passing day. Surgeons, doctors, even shamans are called to try and address the king’s sudden failing health, though it seems nothing will do the trick. He’s losing sleep, seeing the phantom of Ken behind every bat of his eyelids.

One moonless autumn night, Wonshik and Aurora lie in their chambers as their son amuses himself with a toy ball in the hallway. He passes the ball between his feet in the doorway. Raven hair curls against his forehead, plump cheeks and full, rosy lips colored with youth. Dressed sharply in royal attire, he’s already very handsome for the tender age of three.

Wonshik’s mind flashes and suddenly he’s standing in the middle of a riding ring. A young boy stands beside him, looking quite sharp sitting atop a leather saddle and gives him a gentle smile.

“What’s your name? I’m Kenneth, but you can call me Ken.” Says the boy. It’s his son, but the phantom has Ken’s voice.

Wonshik can hear the prince’s excited laughter ring out as he chases the ball further down the corridors.

“Why does our child look like him?” Wonshik gasps in horror. Aurora rolls on top of him and plunges Starlight through his heart.

“Did you really take me for a whore, my lord?” Aurora spits through gritted teeth. She’s trembling, both hands tightly gripping the handle of the longsword sheathed inside him. “I was already with child when you tried to bed me. I am loyal to one man and you cast him aside like dirt.”

Wonshik chokes. The fabric of their white bedsheets bleeds with his blood. She grasps his face and leans in close, turning his head to the side and forcing his gaze out toward the hallway. The young prince continues to laugh as he’s heard wandering farther and farther down the corridors.

“Do you not see? He has his father’s eyes,” Aurora hisses. “He is not your son. Your tyrant rule ends here and Excelsius will never be yours.”

The good queen unsheathes Starlight from his chest and looks to the rising sun to the east.

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millennial-star-gazer · 6 years

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Tantric Flames (Reupload from previous accounts): Chapter: 3

Tantric Flames

Originally for Nalu Week/Fluff Week/Lovefest 2017 (on previous accounts)

Genres: Romance, Humor, New Adult Fanfiction

Nalu Lovefest 2017 Prompts: Lust, Stockings/Lingerie, Sweets (Implied) Dreams(Implied) Games and Roleplay (Kind of Implied in Form of Teasing )

Upcoming Nalu Love Fest 2018 prompts: Kiss/Makeup (kind of) Playful, Desperate, Unbearable, Estatic ,(Implied) and Teasing

Pairing:Nalu (Natsu x Lucy)

Rating: M for language, steamy and mature adult sexual content (all consensual) in these and future chapters. Reader Direction is advised.(You’ve been warned!)

Summary: One look, one smouldering hooded gaze, one word, one fiery kiss, one magnetizing touch was all he needed for her to completely unravel at his mercy alone, succumbing to the sinful temptation of her inhibitions, his love, his feral passion, his raw, insatiable desires, his "Tantric Flames". Originally an Submission (slight Au) for Nalulovefest 2017 (on previous accounts) in which Natsu gives his mate a tantric massage-after much persuasion- she won't soon forget when it turns into so much more. Also previous featured in Nalu Week , and Fluff Week with first two chapters.

Chapter 3:Play With Fire

A/N: Hey guys, the former cosmicdragonwizard/ celestialgeekmage here with another installment of Tantric Flames (originally for Nalu Lovefest 2017) to be enjoyed! I've been working away at this latest chapter for just over a month and I must say I'm fairly pleased with how it all turned out so for which I hope you all will be too!

Special thanks to @soprana-snap/soprana and @wildrhov whose suggestions along with their guidance and feedback were a great help for an upcoming scene in the next chapter! ( I also owe my gratitude to @not-just-any-fangirl and @rivendell101 whose various fantastic Nalu fics also served as a phenomenal resource guide in helping me write this chapter.

Now without further ado, here's Chapter 3!

Disclaimer: You know I unfortunately don't own Fairytail which belongs to the most Hiro-sensei instead!

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1.Tantric Flames

A. Tumblr

Chapter: 1 (Click Here:) (or here:https://millennial-star-gazer.tumblr.com/post/179863946153/tantric-flames-reupload-from-cosmicdragonwizard/amp?)

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Chapter:9 (Click Here:) (or here: https://millennial-star-gazer.tumblr.com/post/624402662880854016/tantric-flames-chapter-9)

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2. The Draconic Demon Within

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3. Grey Days

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4. The Rest of My Writing

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Legend:

Italic: Song Lyrics

Bold: First Person Thoughts

Bolded Italics (Within and Outside Bracket) including for author's side notes also known as (A/N:) within brackets (though none for side-notes in this chapter ).

"A house of red light

Burns like your wanting eyes

The rain is away

And we say

We will play with fire

We will play with fire..."

(The Birthday Massacre: Play With Fire)

"Thanks Cancer."

" Anytime - my pleasure. Enjoy your special romantic spa date with Natsu-aka your main squeeze baby.

"Thank you, I'm sure I will- talk to you later.

Lucy bade a fond farewell to the dissipating spirit she summoned, who had been gracious enough to fix her blonde tresses into a stylish French-tendril-style bun for her date, before making her own way down the stairs into the library basement library. Burning candle-herbal incense of the soothing nature-type variety co-mingling with the all-too-heavenly fragrance of vanilla and lavender-quite the divine combo really- parading across the blondes senses was the first to greet her ; along with the lovely sound of an ethereal voice of singing over familiar melody of a sensual synth-pop song floating in the air through the guild's lacrima speakers; that she'd so often heard on Magnolia's beloved, cult-favorite, alternative, radio station .

"A house of red light

Burns like your wanting eyes

You The rain is away

And we say

We will play with fire

We will play with fire..."

What a lovely song to greet me on the way in... Lucy mused in awe, pausing a moment to fully revel in the sights and sounds before her. And the scented candles with the incense... God the scent is to die for!

Honey -brown eyes were scanning the room to fully take stock of the sights and sounds before her : where dimmed lighting set the mood for scented lacrima candles illuminating the path along hardwood by bookshelves to a rose-and cherry blossom petal covered-leather massage bed with twinkling, fairy lights overhead . In the centre of the chestnut surface of a small , adjacent end table nearby was a twine basket overtop with a whole assorted collection of goodies ranging from massage lotions to oils; above a compact cloth bag on the shelf containing God-only knows what though enough to pique the celestial Mage's curiosity .

All in all quite the impressive display of effort Natsu went into setting this up if I do say so myself-though wonder where he is?

"Natsu, you there?" Lucy called out, liquid brown eyes searching the space for where her elusive- if-not-also-drop-dead-sexy pyromaniac- she was more than-proud to call her soulmate.

"In here Luce- coming out now."

Natsu's sunny voice floated in from the adjacent room he emerged from, a warm smile lighting his emerald eyes dazzling enough to for Lucy's breath to catch in her throat.

A simple, meek, "Hey" , was all Lucy could manage in subdued earnest to pass her lips, after her heart was too busy doing backflips as he sauntered over to close the gap .

"Hey yourself, beautiful- glad you could make it" came his soft, gravelly rumble before touching his lips to hers in a the briefest, most delicate of kisses sending a rush of warmth through her bones when gathering her hands to clasp in his at the same time. It was after Natsu pulled away just enough a moment later, that it dawned on Lucy he was shirtless-save for his scarf- much to her delight ; liquid- brown roaming over exposed chiseled grooves of corded, lean, muscle that she longed to run her hand along; accentuated by the defined v-flare of his hips in distressed navy denim which didn't seem to go unnoticed by the subject of her not-so-discreet fond admiration; whose corners of lips were pulling up into that trademark-devilish-crooked-little of smirk of his.

"Like what you see , I take it then Lucy?" Natsu drawled out , roguish words laced with a languid purr, throwing in a wink as if swiping the tounge across his canines for good measure wasn't enough;which her eyes caught. "Figured you could use some sexy eye candy to feast your eyes on your date courtesy of yours truly.."

"Well it is a pretty nice view after all, if I do say so myself," Lucy offered demurely in somewhat not-so-unabashed admission, trying her damnest not to think about how hot and bothered I am by this hot and drop-dead sexy piece of perfection standing in front of me right now when her throat ran dry. " though am I correct to assume you did that whole swiping your tounge across your canines to draw attention thing just to tempt me?"

"That you are Luce-guilty as charged," Natsu admitted, emerald eyes sparkling with mirth . "Though if I recall correctly i believe someone here has a thing for my teeth when they once said and I quote: 'Oh Levy.. I don't know what it is but I swear to God I have a thing for Natsu's canines ... There's just Something about those -especially when he flashes them in those little wicked little grins or come-hither-kind-of smirks of his- that makes him look even more drop dead sexy and dangerous than he already is.. like he promises to do bad-very -bad-but-fun-things to me if I just let him."

"Shut up," The summoner mumbled in a faint quip, trying as she might in vain to completely ignore the flaming sensation of heat spreading across her flushed cheeks . She was seriously wondering if it was possible in any way, shape or form for a person to be driven to early an grave from their own shame-no matter how minor; not to mention turning over the notion of summoning Virgo in her mind to dig up a large hole-at least-for me-to-crawl into after hearing the details of my not-so-secret-kink brought up.

The fetish in question was in relation to the motion of Natsu's tounge sweeping across his sharp incisors to draw attention to his teeth she so often could recall dragging along the pulse point he sucked on whenever it got hot and heavy between them. The ever brash-if-not-also untamed dragon slayer seemed to revel in the love bites as much as she did receiving for jewel-like marks to decorate her skin which was often enough to send endorphins pumping through her veins; not mention a electrifying jolt down south.

The hickeys are definitely part of the reason for one of my fetishes, though how they seem add an extra sexy touch in a feral-wild-child kind of a way to his already drop-dead good lucks which definitely doesn't hurt.

"I don't see why you need to bring it up ---or be gloating about it for that matter either."

"Cuz you love it and we both know it" Natsu fired back without missing a beat, baritone coming out as unapologetically smooth- not to mention smug, if not also flippant; not sounding repentant at all really.

"That I do."

"My thoughts exactly and sides' it's nothing to be embarrassed about-we all have our kinks. Anyway,no use dwelling' on what those may be for other people now . How bout' we get this romantic party for two of ours started- though I believe I'm entitled to a sneak peak to what's under your robe?"

"My sentiments exactly-you took the words right out of my mouth and I think you'll be quite pleased with what I see."

"I'm sure I will, now why don't you show me?"

"Kay..."

Lucy's hands working to unfasten her belt, she pulled open the kimono to reveal a flame-encased starry print on midnight-blue Demi- bra with periwinkle lace trim paired with matching tanga-style panties. Smouldering emerald raked over her lingerie-clad taut form, drinking in the sight of Natsu's beloved soulmate before him sending a thrill down her spine at his appraisal ; which earned her a low whistle in the back of his throat.

"Sexy!" Her hot -headed pyromaniac-of a boyfriend murmured, his words thick with praise-laden desire ; while his heated fingers reached to caress the skin just above the swell of her breasts shooting heated tendrils of embers through her nerves. "Did'ya throw this little number on just for me?"

"Indeed I did," Lucy replied, practically melting under Natsu's simmering emerald gaze along with his feather light-touch."though not just for your benefit, but for mine as well. I really love the design on this piece which just so happens to be one of my favourite sets from the Heart-Cruz Lingerie intimates collection-especially since the star-encased flame print really seems symbolic of our love. Kind like a celestial maiden and a fire dragon prince coming together, you know? Plus I figured it would be to quite to all your liking , what with how it looked on me and the connection to our relationship."

"Well it definitely is and I really appreciate how much thought you put into your outfit" was what Natsu hummed in in awe," tucking a stray blonde tendril behind her ear with such soft, tenderhearted abandon that her fluttery heart skipped a fluttery beat. "Though that's only part of the icing on the cake considering how I seriously can't get over how much I love this little number on you. Seriously Luce, you look hella gorgeous-not to mention incredibly sexy right now!"

"Why thank you, Natsu and you don't look so bad yourself-really appreciate the view," came the summoner's coy response, emboldened by her boyfriend exultant praise to the point of a running a hand down his chiseled plains; the action only seeming to serve to act as a catylst for a shudder to rack his frame before the next thing she knew he was claiming her petal-soft lips in a series of light taps: one, two, then three, growing firmer with each pass until he deepened the kiss with a smooth texture that tasted divine. Robust hands meanwhile pressed on the curve of her spine arching into Natsu's touch a moment later to pull her more flush against him , molten-electric heat thrumming under skin where his fingers danced; when her hands twined together around the nape of his neck at the same time .

Lucy swore she could see sparks flying in the heat or the moment when he was hooking a hand under her knee to hitch a leg over his waist lifting her hips up against him, while the other skated along down to palm her ass through her panties for a squeeze. The action was bold enough to coax a keening noise somwhere between gasp and airy moan as follow up out of the enraptured Mage swallowed by a more-than-eager- fire wizard high off the thrill of the moment, nipping then tugging her lower lip in retaliation to her nails scoring down his back (no doubt leaving a trail of marks). The sound was further dampened by Natsu's scorching- velvet tongue coming out to play by slipping past her parted lips to massage hers , drowning out the eratic beat of her heart hammering away in her ears like an eightway over the music.

He then seized the opportunity to drag his tongue along the roof of her mouth with a heady suck for good measure firing wave after rapturous wave of ecstasy through her nerves. One of Natsu's roving hands moved to cup Lucy's breast under her bra, only for her to brain to short-circuit when stars danced in her vision at his touch from his blazing fingertips brushing the tip of her now-pert nipple ; which was in tandem with the electric sparks from the friction of his hips rocking against the mage's still-covered core sending a delicious jolt down south now soaking through the mage's already-dampened panties along with her pleasure through the stratosphere; signalling her leg to tighten around his waist, all the while serving as just cause for her to not only crave her hotblooded-fire dragon-demon-prince's touch, but also his essence as well even more so than before.

Blazing digits were now rolling Lucy's rosy bud at the same time of Natsu's other hand kneading breasts as a double whammy stimulation for blinding white light to explode into star dust across her then followed suit with by giving her mound a rough squeeze along with the swell of her supple ass cheek igniting the blood, of said stellar the stellar mages's blood fanning the flames of her desire humming in her veins ;which emboldened her for what she would do next. She was slipping a dainty hand into waistband of his jeans without a so much as a single thought of hesitation to cup the dragonslayer's hardened arousal a moment later, a staggered groan resounding low in his throat at her touch when her fingers skimmed along the shaft. Natsu pulled away from Lucy with a hiss from her hand running along shaft to tip she tapped for good measure of only for a moment to utter a few simple words.

"Lucy... hold on just a sec..."

To Be Continued

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A/N: Whew(fans herself ), it sure as hell got hot and heavy fast between our Favourite Fairytail couple, didn't it? Hope you enjoyed Chapter 3! Originally, I had more content planned for this chapter , but ended up deciding to break it up two chapter in lieu of my ever-expanding creative network of ideas, not to mention the time constraints from when I initially submitted this to Nalu lovefest 2017 on a previous account . Anyway, feel free to let me know what you think and don't forget to like, share or reblog and follow me! Oh and be sure to keep an eye on my profiles (on here and tumblr ) for more reuploads of fics and new content!

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~MASTERLIST~

This is the BTS Masterlist. Other lists include:

Blackpink 🐨

EXO

Stray Kids

Red Velvet

KARD 🐨

TWICE 🐨

Multifandom (Also acts as a Catch All for Fandoms I don’t stan) 🐨

Pristin

Monsta X 🐨

Seventeen

SHINee 🐨

Pentagon 🐨

🍑 = My favorites | 🐨 = Updated Last Week

Aesthetix: Aesthetics/moodboards that I have made

BTS-

Disney

Suga as Adam from Beauty and the Beast

V (Taehyung) as Aladdin from Aladdin

RM as Li Shang from Mulan

Jimin as Naveen from Princess and the Frog

Jungkook as Flynn Rider from Tangled

J-Hope as Peter Pan from Peter Pan🍑

Jin as Tarzan from Tarzan

Winnie the Pooh

Jungkook as Roo

Hobi as Piglet 🍑

Jimin as Pooh

Jin as Rabbit 🍑

Yoongi as Kanga

Tae as Tigger

Namjoon as Owl

Birthday

V (Taehyung) 2017

Hoseok 2018

Yoongi 2018

Holidays

New Years 2018 (Black Tie)

Christmas 2017

Valentine’s Day 2018

White Day 2018

Friday the 13th (April 2018) 🍑

Friday the 13th (July 2018)

Mythical Creatures

Unicorn J-Hope 🍑

Vampire Jin

Centaur Jungkook

Merman Jimin 🍑

Incubus RM

Dragon Suga

Werewolf V

Yoongi Mermaid

Jimin + Fairy Prince

Elements (1)

Suga & Ice

J-Hope & Air

RM & Earth

Jin & Earth

Jimin & Water

V & Lightning

Jungkook & Metal

Elements (2-Requested)

Jungkook & Fire

Others 🐨

Nature Photographer RM 🍑

Nyctophilia Suga

Bias Tag RM

Sugar Daddy Tae

Yoongi’s indoor day ft. coffee

Date with photographer Tae

Travelling with Jin

Amusement park date with Jungkook 🍑

Namjoon Amusement park date

High School Sweethearts with Jungkook

Dinner Date with Hoseok

Rainy day Study Date with Jimin

Jimin at a Masquerade Ball 🍑

Jin and a Sheep/Soft Jin (Request)

Namjoon as Rhysand from A Court of Thorns and Roses

Jimin + Space

Yoongi + Trans BF

Beach Day with BTS

Fall Jungkook

Star Alien Hobi

Alien Invasion Taehyung

Hoseok Camping Trip 🍑

Jin Proposal

Jin Wedding, peony version

Hobi and goth gf

Taehyung Plus Size Barbie gf

Hoseok at his Studio Apt

BTS Barista!AU 🍑

Namjoon’s Crabs 🍑

Arctic Tundra Adventure with Taehyung 🍑

Aftercare with Jin

Hobi and femme Alien s/o 🍑

Back to School with Jungkook

Song Lyrics

Jimin + “I Like Me Better” by Lauv

RM + “Ride” by SoMo

RM + “Get On Your Knees” by Nicki Minaj ft. Ariana Grande

Color

Jin + Hot pink

Taehyung + Lilac

Jin + Pink Variety

Jin + Silver 🍑

Jimin + Pastel pink

Suga + Orange

Jimin + Black

Namjoon + Purple

Tae + Aqua blue

Hyung line + grayscale

Tae + Aqua blue (2.0)

Namjoon + Black

Tae + Gold 🍑

Jimin + Pastel Blue

Hobi + Gold and red

Taehyung + Pastel Blue 🍑

Jungkook + Blue

Yoongi + Teal/Turquoise

Yoongi + Pink

Hobi + Silver

Jin + Grey

Namjoon + Yellow

Hobi + Black Lace

Jungkook + White and Ivory 🍑

Jungkook + Lavender

Alice in Wonderland

Jimin as Alice and Dormouse

Taehyung as Mad Hatter and Absolem

Jungkook as White Rabbit

Jin as Queen of Hearts 🍑

Yoongi as Cheshire Cat

Hoseok as Mad Hatter

Namjoon as Alice and Absolem

Gods/Goddesses (April Theme)

Namjoon as Posidon 🍑

Yoongi as Zeus

Taehyung as Hera

Yoongi as Nyx

Hobi as Ra

Jin as Aphrodite

Jimin as Artemis

Jungkook as Eros

Taehyung as Hestia

Yoongi as Tibetan Snow Lion

7 Deadly Sings

Hobi as Pride 🍑

Jungkook as Envy

Namjoon as Greed

Jimin as Lust 🍑

Suga as Sloth

Jin as Gluttony

Taehyung as Wrath

Circus AU

Normal Route- (Y/N), Jimin, Taehyung, Jin

Mafia AU

Jungkook

Jimin

Taehyung

Jin

Suga

Supreme Boi

Hoseok

OC: Desta

Namjoon

Demon AU

Chapter 5 Outfits

Chapter 7 Outfits

Chapter 9 Outfits

#MayMood

#Flowers + Yoongi 🍑

#TeasingSex + Jin (NSFW) 🍑

#Protective + Namjoon

#Dom + Jimin (NSFW)

#Bondage + Namjoon (NSFW) 🍑

#AirplaneSex + Hobi (NSFW)

#WaxPlay + Yoongi (NSFW)

#TrainSex + Taehyung (NSFW)

#Puppers + Taehyung 🍑

#ShowerSex + Jungkook

#Wanderlust + Jin 🍑

#Koya + Namjoon

#Koala + Jimin (ft. Others)

#Soft + Jimin

Cartoon Characters (June+) 🐨

Taehyung as Jack Frost (Rise of the Guardians)

Jungkook as Deku (Boku no Hero Academia)

Namjoon as Zuko (Avatar: The Last Airbender)

Jin as Tamaki Suoh (Ouran High School Host Club)

Jimin as Bubbles (The Powerpuff Girls)

Jin as L (Death Note)

Jungkook as Kaname Kuran (Vampire Knight)

Jungkook as Buttercup (The Powerpuff Girls)

Jin as Neji Hyuga (Naruto)

Taehyung as Blossom (The Powerpuff Girls)

Jin as Makoto (Free!)

Hoseok as Woody Woodpecker

Jimin as Pikachu (Pokémon)

Jin as Johnny Bravo

Jin as Link (Legend of Zelda)

Namjoon as Mushu (Mulan)

Suga and Hoseok as Kiki and Lala (Little Twin Stars)

Taehyung and Jungkook as the Hitachiin Twins (Ouran High School Host Club)

Jimin as Hello Kitty

Taehyung as Kiki (Kiki’s Delivery Service)

Yoongi as Batman

Jin as Princess Bubblegum

Suga as Sesshomaru (Inuyasha)

Jungkook as Inuyasha

Jungkook as Chihiro (Spirited Away)

Jungkook as My Melody (Hello Kitty)

Taehyung as Keith Kogane (Voltron)

Hobi as Jaune Arc (RWBY)

Yoongi as Chat Noir (Miraculous Ladybug)

Namjoon as Kyoya (OHSHC)

Pride Colors 🐨

Jimin + bi colors 🍑

Yoongi + pan colors

Namjoon + Ace colors

Jin + Demisexual colors

Kookie + trans colors

Hobi + Intersex colors

Hobi + Autosexual colors

Namjoon + Pan colors 🍑

Yoongi + Trans colors 🍑

POC bf (Trope)

Jungkook + Travel bf

Namjoon + Pink UwU bf

Yoongi + Minty shy bf 🍑

Jin + Techie bf

Taehyung + Flower bf

Hobi + Tennis bf

Jimin + Pastel bf 🍑

POC gf (Time period)

Yoongi + Rennaissance gf 🍑

Jungkook + 90s gf

Jin + Ancient Greek gf 🍑

Hobi + Roaring 20s gf

Taehyung + 70s gf

Namjoon + 50s gf

Jimin + 80s gf 🍑

Moodboard Challenges (Others in series x x x)

Jin + Nightcrawler (1/?)

Pastel Pink Jungkook (2/?)

Nature Witch Yoongi (3/?) 🍑

Hobi + Hummingbird (4/?)

Jin + Yeehonk Wedding (5/?)

Taehyung + London at Night (6/?)

Jimin + Beach (7/?) 🍑

Jungkook + Zoo Date (8/?) [Not the right number but eh]

Writinx: Things I Wrote

Reactions

You fall asleep while BTS records

Red Carpet Wardrobe Malfunction

Request- BTS finding out you smoke

You’re Scared of the Dark

Accidentally Confessing

Catch You Dancing Like No one is Watching 🍑

Request- BTS Giving Aftercare

Request- Abusive ex

Request- Using a Safword

Request- Shy Strip Teasing

Request- BTS Finds You Writing member x member Smut

BTS- Finding your Fandom Tumblr 🍑

Request- Interpreter GF to BTS

Request- Birthday Sex Slave 🍑

BTS- You Put Gifts into their Luggage

BTS- They See You in Their Clothes

Request- S/o Gets Cat-called 🍑

Request- You Have Small Boobs (body positivity)

Request- You Like being Called Names in bed

Dating a Theatre Nerd- Vocal Line, Rap Line 🍑

They Hear You Sing for the First Time

Request- You take Them to a BDSM club

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Request- You’re exhausted after play rehearsal 🍑

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Bias Line: You’re Quiet until You’re Horny 🍑

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You Send a Panty Pic

Request- Angry Sex

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Request- See You in Wedding Dress 🍑

Request- Food Sharing S/O

Request- Food Porn in public 🍑

Request- Stuck with S/O inside car during snowstorm

Request- Denying sexytimes

Request- Teach Blowjob 🍑

Request- Rain on wedding day 🍑

Request- You call them beautiful during a casual moment

Request- Boys comfort you from having a bad day at work

Request- They see themselves as your phone wallpaper

Request- Clingy gf 🍑

Request- Nervous Around guys

Request- S/O tells them to go fuck themselves

Request- Outside date

Request- Plastic Surgeries GF

Request- BTS finds out Kookie is a Little

Request- Long Distance Relationship

Request- Meeting up with fellow ARMY who doesn’t know you’re dating a member (Vocal line)

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Request- You have a big scar on your leg

<<BTS Reactions- Part 2>>

Most to Least (MtL)

Drop Food on the Floor and Eat it

To Eat Cold Pizza

Green Room Quickie

BTS as...

BTS as Musicals 🍑

BTS voices as Type of Fabric

Undertale Characters

Mystic Messenger Characters

NekoPara Characters

Cats

Full Stories

Training (NSFW) 🍑

Love at first sight (Fluff)

Namjoon

Seokjin

(V) Taehyung

Yoongi

Hoseok

Jungkook

Jimin

Unexpected pt1 (NSFW)

Unexpected pt2 (NSFW)

First Valentine’s Day Together:

Theatre Kid Series- Paused

She/Her: Prologue 1

He/Him: Prologue 1

They/Them: Prologue 1

🎪BigHit Bigtop (Circus AU)- Currently Ongoing

Prologue: Pt1, Pt2, Pt3

Choice #1.1

Choice #2.3

Choice #3.1

Choice #4.2

Choice #5.4

Choice #6.1

🌹666 So Fresh (Demon AU)- Active

Chapter 1:

Chapter 2:

Chapter 3:

Chapter 4:

Chapter 5: Part 1, Part 2

Chapter 6:

Chapter 7:

Chapter 8:

Chapter 9:

Chapter 10:

Chapter 11:

Chapter 12:

Chapter 13:

Chapter 14:

Chapter 15:

🌇The Trusted (Mafia AU)- Finished

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

👔Bad Manager- Idol!AU while dating BTS member and having an abusive manager

Jin

Yoongi

Hoseok

Jungkook

Taehyung

Namjoon

Jimin

Adrift (Mermaid AU)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

7 AUs

Jin + CEO!AU

Yoongi + Florist AU

Other+

Jin fluff for a friend

Raffle Winner 1 (Jin pov)

Raffle Winner 2 (Hoseok wedding)

Raffle Winner 3 (Monsta x Wonho)

Writing Challenges

Valentine’s

Day 1- Elementary Card Exchange (Reader x Jin) 🍑

Day 2- Flowers (Reader x Suga)

Day 3- First Kiss (Reader x Hoseok)

Day 4- Love Letters (Male!Reader x Taehyung) 🍑

Day 5- Bad First Date (Reader x Namjoon)

Day 6- Already Taken (Jimin) 🍑

Day 7- First Time to Meet (Reader x Taehyung)

Day 8- Long Distance (Jungkook x Reader)

Day 9- Meet the Pet (Namjoon x Reader)

Day 10- Candy ( Reader x Yoongi)

Day 11- Perfect Date (Jimin x Reader) 🍑

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MASTERLIST

Everything with *** is NSFW, the rest is SFW!

VIDEO GAMES

GENSHIN IMPACT

Imagines

Honey, I’m Home! ~ Alhaitham x Liyue!Reader My Glaze Lily ~ Baizhu x Reader

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ASSASSINS CREED

Preferences/HCs

How you first meet Pocky Game Babysitting Fallen Angel!Au OCs-First Kiss (Altair,Connor,Jacob) Bellydancing( +OCs+Yusuf) CHRISTMAS SPECIAL (+OCs) Cooking with the assassins When you get injured Artist!Fem!S/O - Ezio Auditore

One Shots

Altair Malik Ezio(songfic) Haytham Ezio Kadar Petruccio Jacob Frye (songfic) Connor Kenway x Angel!Reader Leonardo da Vinci Pranks! ~ various assassins Caress My Soul ~ Malik Al’Sayf x Katrina

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LEAGUE OF LEGENDS

Preferences How you meet-Boys How you meet-Girls Waking up to their fem!S/O for the first time - Yasuo, Kayn, Jinx, Sona First Date - Kayn, Yasuo, Varus, Vladimir, Nami

HCs

Relationship HCs - Twisted Fate, Garen Relationship HCs - Irelia Relationship HCs - Rakan, Vladimir Relationship HCs - Ezreal, Ekko Relationship HCs - Varus, Talon Relationship HCs - Jhin, Zed, Shen Relationship HCs - Draven Relationship HCs - Aatrox Relationship HCs - Azir Relationship HCs - Galio Relationship HCs - Yasuo, Darius Relationship HCs - Talon Relationship HCs - Taric Relationship HCs - Miss Fortune Relationship HCs - Neeko Shy!Reader First Kiss - Talon Romantic/Fluff - Shen What kind of S/O they’re looking for - Twisted Fate, Garen Short!Energetic!S/O - Kayn How he behaves in public with S/O - Kayn Fluff Alphabet ( J, K, L, N ) - Lee Sin, Jhin Fluff Alphabet ( B, D, I, J ) - Aatrox, Rhaast Fluff Alphabet ( D, R, A, V, E, N ) - Draven S/O with abuse scars - Draven General S/O HCs - Lucian Crush HCs - Academy Ekko, Academy Vladimir Platonic HCs - Maokai, Malphite Cuddling - Taliyah, Neeko Relationship HCs with a Rapunzel!S/O - Yasuo, Twisted Fate, Talon Yasuo confessing his love to S/O Ahri with an Asexual S/O Comfort HCs - Yasuo

One Shots

Kayn’s Fem!S/O trying to befriend Rhaast “Let’s push all of these stuff away. I wanna dance here right now with you” - Rakan “It’s weird. I never thought I could feel like this, but you showed up. Now, it’s like I don’t wanna go on knowing I might lose the feeling.” - Twisted Fate “It’s getting crowded. Here, hold my hand” - Kayn First encounter - Aatrox “Did you seriously injure yourself carving a pumpkin?” - Twisted Fate

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OVERWATCH

One Shots

Hanzo Shimada Hanzo Shimada

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TEKKEN

Scenarios

When They Save You - Sergei, Kazuya, Kunimitsu, Xiaoyu

Imagines

Zayka Moya ~ Sergei Dragunov x Reader

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SALLY FACE

Headcanons

Sal with a clueless crush Larry as a husband and father Sal as a husband and a father

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ANGELS OF DEATH/SATSURIKU NO TENSHI

Headcanons

N.S.F.W. Alphabet ( K ) - Cathy Ward *** Mommy/Little Girl HCs - Cathy Ward ***

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DEATH MARK/SPIRIT HUNTER: NG

Headcanons

When You Get Hurt - Seiji, Akira, Ban When You Get The Death Mark - Yashiki, Mashita, Daimon, Shou S/O is snarky and sarcastic - Seiji, Akira, Ban Surprising them with breakfast in bed - Mashita, Yashiki How you start dating - Mashita Satoru When You Get Hurt - Mashita, Daimon, Yashiki Surprising Daimon with breakfast in bed Getting Daimon to rest after long days of overwork

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DANGANRONPA

One shots

Kazuichi Souda x feminine!male!reader

HCs

Shy S/O who gives them a flower - Nagito, Chiaki, Korekiyo, Kokichi SFW/NSFW Non-Despair AU!Mondo x Fem! Reader *** SFW/NSFW Alphabet - Owada Mondo - C, O, W / E, H, K, O, R *** SFW Alphabet ( C, N ) - Shuichi Saihara SFW/NSFW HCs - Kazuichi Souda *** General dating HCs - Hajime Hinata Danganronpa 1 cast as Ice Cream flavours Danganronpa 1 cast as Disney songs

Aesthetics

Celestia Ludenberg Vampire

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DEAD BY DAYLIGHT/SLASHERS

Imagine

My Beloved Cherry Blossom ~ Yamaoka Kazan/The Oni x Fem!Reader Smile For Me, Sweetcheeks ~ Ghostface x Fem!Reader Brahms's Lullaby ~ Brahms Heelshire x Reader Can You Get Enough Of Me? - Michael Myers x Reader An Angel and A Demon ~ Pyramid Head x Reader

Headcanons

Killers reacting to their S/O getting used as a shield against his attacks ( part 1 - The Trapper, The Oni, The Spirit, The Executioner ) Killers reacting to their S/O getting used as a shield against his attacks ( part 2 - The Shape, Ghostface, The Trickster, The Legion - Susie ) Killers Reaction to a Survivor making their way to their camp Pyramid Head showing his affection for a survivor S/O The Trickster taking a liking to a survivor S/O The Artist with a survivor S/O that helps repair her nest

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ACE ATTORNEY

Imagines

My Green Signal Samurai Girlfriend ~ Miles Edgeworth/Mitsurugi Reiji

Headcanons

Domestic HCs - Miles Edgeworth/Mitsurugi Reiji

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CORPSE PARTY

Headcanons

Morishige x S/O who protects him General N.S.F.W. Hcs - Seiko *** Comforting each other during Heavenly Host - Shinohara Seiko

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Headcanons

General N.S.F.W. HCs - Garry ***

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YOUR TURN TO DIE/KIMI GA SHINE

One shots

“You don’t have to tell me anything” - Kai Satou “Can I kiss you” - Keiji Shinogi “You’re warm” - Keiji Shinogi “Take a deep breath” - Sou Hiyori “Cross my heart and hope to die” - Sou Hiyori “Take my jacket. It’s cold outside” - Sou Hiyori “Don’t cry” + “Go back to sleep” + “Sweet dreams” - Sou Hiyori “Can I kiss you?” - Alice Yabusame

Headcanons

Relationship HCs - Keiji Shinogi Relationship HCs - Alice Yabusame Relationship HCs - Sou Hiyori Fluff Alphabet ( T, V, R, P, K ) - Alice Yabusame, Keiji Shinogi Fluff Alphabet ( P, K, J, Y ) - Rio Ranger Fluff Alphabet ( C, J, P ) - Joe Tazuna Artist!S/O - Kai Satou, Sou Hiyori Fluff Alphabet ( J ) + N.S.F.W. Alphabet ( I, P, R, Y ) - Sou Hiyori *** Fluff Alphabet ( C ) - Sou Hiyori N.S.F.W. Alphabet ( K, O ) - Sou Hiyori *** Kissing HCs with a Shy S/O - Alice Yabusame Flirting HCs - Alice Yabusame, Kai Satou N.S.F.W. Alphabet ( K ) - Sue Miley *** Relationship HCs - Rio Ranger Mommy/Little Girl HCs - Sue Miley *** Male! S/O is nervous about exams - Sou Hiyori, Kai Satou Best friends to lovers - Sou Hiyori

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AGE OF MYTHOLOGY

Imagines

Beauty and the Beast ~ Ajax x Reader

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GOD OF WAR

Imagines

Please, Come Back... (Self indulgent fic where I write my grief away) Change Of Heart ~ Heimdall x Reader

Headcanons

Heimdall finding his soulmate Relationship HCs - Kratos

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FEAR AND HUNGER ( + TERMINA )

Headcanons

Being in a relationship with Enki Ankarian...

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MOVIES / TV SERIES

Game Of Thrones/House Of The Dragon

One Shots

Ramsay Bolton Ramsay Bolton x Fem!Stark Reader Ramsay Bolton x Fem!Lannister Reader Robb Stark x Fem!Lannister Reader Ramsay Bolton x Fem!Targaryen!Reader She Hates Yellow ~ Sandor Clegane x Stark!Reader My Innocent Snowdrop ~ Oberyn Martell x Stark!Reader Moon’s Queen ~ Ramsay Bolton x Tyrell!Reader *** Mine, Always and Forever ~ Ramsay Bolton x Stark!Reader

Scenarios

Imagine Aemond... (Aemond is afraid My Lady will find him ugly) Imagine Aemond... (Aemond is frustrated with the court and My Lady spoils him) Imagine Aemond... (Aemond discovers you pampering Vhagar, the Matchmaker) Imagine Aemond... (My Lady is afraid of the concept of childbirth and pregnancy) Imagine Aemond... (Engaging in a romantic, literal Dance of Dragons in the air )

Imagine Daemon... (Being smitten over an adventurous Lady who flies Balerion)

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AMERICAN HORROR STORY

One Shots

James Patrick March motivating his S/O to study James Patrick March with an S/O who’s afraid of the dark Michael Langdon with an S/O who can’t fall asleep

Headcanons

Fluff Alphabet ( J, K, O, U ) - James Patrick March Fluff Alphabet ( B, C, G, I, J, K, O, P, Y ) - Jimmy Darling

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HARRY POTTER/ HOGWARTS MYSTERY/HOGWARTS LEGACY

One Shots

Draco with an S/O who loves hugs and affection Slytherin!Orion Amari (Hogwarts Mystery) x Slytherin!S/O Troublemakers ~ Aesop Sharp x Gaunt!Reader My Little Twinkling Star ~ Ominis Gaunt x Slytherin!Reader

Headcanons

Draco as a boyfriend

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ICHI THE KILLER

Imagine

Kitsune-hime ~ Kakihara Masao x Reader Headcanons

Kakihara gets revenge on Ichi for hurting you

--- JUSTICE LEAGUE / DC UNIVERSE

Imagines

It Has Always Been You ~ Batman x Healing Powers!Reader

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CRIMINAL MINDS

Imagines

Sugar Plum Fairy - Spencer Reid x Reader

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HOUSE M.D.

Imagines

Primum Non Nocere ~ Gregory House x Katrina Black

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PEAKY BLINDERS

Imagine

The Chess Game ~ Tommy Shelby Sibling Protection Squad ~ Arthur Shelby Don’t Let Go ~ Alfie Solomons Queen of Masks ~ Alfie Solomons Angel of Birmingham ~ Alfie Solomons x Reader Letters Unsung ~ Arthur Shelby x Fiancee!Reader

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THE WALKING DEAD

Imagine

When the Wild Wind Blows ~ Negan Smith x Reader

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BBC SHERLOCK

Preferences

When it’s your birthday - Sherlock, John, Greg When you get kidnapped - Sherlock, Moriarty, Mycroft

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KINGDOM OF HEAVEN

Imagine

The White Rose of Jerusalem ~ King Baldwin IV x Reader

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LA CASA DE PAPEL

Headcanons

El Profesor cuddling his S/O Berlin with a petite!S/O

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LORD OF THE RINGS / THE HOBBIT

Headcanons

Thranduil with a short S/O Relationship HCs - Thranduil Relationship HCs - Thorin Relationship HCs - Aragorn

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STRANGER THINGS

One shots

Henderson!Reader x Robin Reader x Billy - Fluff "You look at me like I was the best thing of the world. I never felt so loved" - Billy Hargrove “I’m so in love with you...And I can't stand the thought of losing you” - Billy Hargrove Just A Smile ~ Billy Hargrove x Reader

Headcanons

Fluff Alphabet ( J, K, X ) - Billy Hargrove Fluff Alphabet ( B, G, L, N, O ) - Billy Hargrove

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ANIME / MANGA / MANHWA

BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA

HCs

Shy and sweet S/O who loves hugs and flowers - Aizawa, Toshinori, Todoroki Fem!S/O helps Tokoyami relax after a rough time They meet Fem!S/O’s ex-boyfriend - Dabi, Tamaki, Chisaki, Tomura They meet Fem!S/O’s ex-boyfriend - Bakugou, Todoroki, Shinsou S/O dies in their arms - Dabi, Chisaki Fem!S/O with self-image issues - Aizawa, Todoroki, Kaminari Kissing/Affection - Iida Rising Hero!Kaminari’s sister!Fem!S/O - Aizawa General Course!S/O trains to go to Hero Course - Tokoyami Abuse scars!Insecure!S/O - Toshinori Abuse scars!Insecure!S/O - Aizawa Anxious!Trans!S/O - Bakugou Courting his S/O - Dabi Finding out he has a fanclub - Dabi Romantic HCs - Aizawa N.S.F.W. Alphabet ( F, H, I, J, K ) - Kaminari, Midoriya *** SFW + N.S.F.W HCs - Midnight *** N.S.F.W. Alphabet ( B, C ) - Tamaki, Kirishima *** Sero Petting A Cat He Didn’t Want At First BakuSquad In Jail ( crack ) N.S.F.W. general HCs - Sero Hanta (mostly soft) *** Sero trying to court a civilian S/O who is oblivious and clueless Wolf!S/O Quirk - Yaoyorozu Momo

Preferences

Pocky game - Aizawa, Hizashi Being saved by their S/O - Dabi, Kirishima, Tsuyu, Chisaki Saving their S/O - Chisaki, Dabi, Tomura Healer!Fem!S/O is wronged - Chisaki, Aizawa, Shinsou Fem!S/O with Anxiety - Chrono, Dabi, Bakugou

One Shots

Kirishima having a crush on a girl with an Empath Quirk Chisaki’s Fem!S/O gets kidnapped Tamaki’s Fem!S/O falling asleep on him Toshinori’s S/O being being motherly to Izuku Dabi x Insecure!Fem!S/O Chisaki x Hacker!Fem!S/O Chisaki x Fem!S/O who needs comfort Shinsou x Fem!Reader whose bff is Bakugou Sleeping in the same bed for the first time - Kirishima I’m Weak Too... ~ Bakugou x Reader Traditionally, I Love You ~ Bakugou Katsuki x Reader ***

Aesthetics

Yakuza Chisaki

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KUROSHITSUJI/BLACK BUTLER

One shots

Undertaker Pink Lotus Princess - Lau

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NARUTO

My OC - Kitsune Kasai Kitsune as a Genin Kitsune Kasai OC template

One shots

Kakuzu Kisame Itachi Kankuro My Clarity ~ Shikamaru x Kitsune Peace of Mind ~ Hatake Kakashi The Flower Princess ~ Kakuzu x Reader

Preferences

How You Met - Akatsuki How You Met - Ninjas You Become Friends - Akatsuki You Become Friends - Ninjas

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HETALIA

One shots

Germany 2P!Japan France/2P!France ( Different endings )

Headcanons

Cute jealousy ( not toxic!! ) HCs - America

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NOBLESSE

One shots

Karius/Karias Blerster

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DEATH NOTE

One Shots

Matt Jeevas

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BUNGOU STRAY DOGS

Imagines

The Idiot ~ Fyodor Dostoevsky

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JUJUTSU KAISEN

Imagines

A Thousand Year Love ~ Ryomen Sukuna x Kitsune!Reader Curse-Breaker ~ Ryomen Sukuna x Fem! Reader ***

Headcanons

Fluffy Domestic Relationship HCs ~ Nanami Kento

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GANGSTA

Imagines

Flowers - Nicolas Brown x Reader Soft Tunes, Warm Hugs - Worick Arcangelo x Reader Remember Me ~ Worick Arcangelo x Reader Headcanons Fluffy, slightly NSFW-ish HCs - Nicolas Brown *** Nicolas Brown reunited with childhood sweetheart S/O Nicolas Brown with a hard of hearing S/O

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INUYASHA

Imagines

Smoke and Mirrors ~ Sesshomaru x Reader

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HELLSING

Headcanons

Andersen realises he is in love Alucard realises he is in love N.S.F.W. HCs - Alucard ***

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NANATSU NO TAIZAI/SEVEN DEADLY SINS

Imagines

Your Protector ~ Gloxinia x Reader

--- BAKI THE GRAPPLER / BAKI

Imagines

I’m Your Little Butterfly ~ Hanayama Kaoru x Reader Always By Your Side ~ Jack Hanma x Reader

Headcanons

Being in a relationship with Yujiro Hanma N.S.F.W. HCs - Yujiro Hanma *** S.F.W & N.S.F.W. HCs - Baki Hanma *** S.F.W. & N.S.F.W. HCs - Hanayama Kaoru ***

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KENGAN ASHURA / OMEGA

Headcanons N.S.F.W. Alphabet - Okubo Naoya *** Raian instantly falls in love with a girl at the tournament Being in a relationship with Wakatsuki Takeshi... Being in a relationship with Yoroizuka Saw Paing... Being in a relationship with Kure Raian... Being in a relationship with Tokuno’o Tokumichi... Being in a relationship with Kano Agito... Being in a relationship with Gaolang Wongsawat... Being in a relationship with Gaoh Ryuki... Being in a relationship with Narushima Koga... Being in a relationship with Hatsumi Sen

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RECORD OF RAGNAROK / SHUUMATSU NO VALKYRIE

Imagines

Heart Sutra ~ Buddha x Goddess! Reader My Most Cherished Friend - Lu Bu Fengxian x Reader My Reason For Smiling ~ Sasaki Kojiro x Reader You Are My Sunshine - Jack the Ripper/Jack Smith x Reader Goddess of the Luo River ~ Qin Shi Huang x Reader

Headcanons

Relationship Headcanons - Thor

YU-GI-OH

One Shots

Ryou Bakura/Akefia x Reader/Ancestor

Preferences

How you met - Atem, Seto, Ryou/Yami Bakura, Akefia S/O warming up their hands in winter - Seto, Yugi, Jounouchi

Headcanons

Halloween - Ryou Bakura Relationship HCs - Pharaoh Atem Courting HCs - Seto Courting HCs - Ryou Cute date - Yugi N.S.F.W. Alphabet ( A, F, J, K ) - Atem, Yugi *** You save them with CPR - Priest Seto, Pharaoh Atem, Priestess Isis

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JOJO’S BIZARRE ADVENTURE

My JoJo Stand - Lilium

Imagines

New Kids - Kakyoin Noriaki x Fem!Reader Heal Me - Kujo Jotaro x Fem!Reader Memories - Bruno Buccellati x Fem!Reader Reader is de-aged by Alessi - Kakyoin Noriaki Save Me From Myself - Leone Abbacchio Milkshake - Ghiaccio Kiss on the forehead + Milkshake + Pull to the chest - Giorno Giovanna My Strength - Risotto Nero God’s Snowdrop - Dio Brando (Non Vampire AU) Rose Pink - Giorno Giovanna ( Snow White x Vento Aureo crossover ) Platinum Cherry Blossom - Kujo Jotaro ( Mulan x SDC + Vento Aureo ) - Part 1 Platinum Cherry Blossom - Kujo Jotaro ( Mulan x SDC + Ventro Aureo ) - Part 2 Kiss It Better - Gyro Zeppeli x Reader Heartbreak, Jailbreak - Narciso Anasui ( Non-Pucci AU ) Beauty and The Brando - Dio Brando (1/2) Beauty and The Brando - Dio Brando (2/2)

Preferences

When They Realise They Love You - Risotto, Bruno, Giorno, Abbacchio, Rohan, Kakyoin When They Meet Your Ex - Risotto, Bruno, Abbacchio, Jotaro When You Save Them - Risotto, Caesar, Abbacchio, Rohan

Headcanons

NSFW Alphabet - Joseph Joestar part 3 - S, T, A, R, K, O, M, V, Y *** Fem!Black!Punk!S/O x Leone Abbacchio New Hairstyle - Fem!Black!Punk!S/O x Leone Abbacchio Bucci Gang with a Sweet, Affectionate S/O Josuke, Jotaro, Vampire!Dio with a Sweet, Affectionate S/O S/O starts to share similar habits - Kujo Jotaro, Dio Brando (Slight NSFW-ish) Dio standing up to his innocent S/O that gets taken advantage of *** Idol!S/O who gets their privacy invaded by a creep ~ Jotaro, Rohan, Narancia Gyro comforting a sad S/O

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DATING SIMS / PHONE GAMES

OBEY ME!

Headcanons

Mammon unrequited love (fluffy ending) Beelzebub x Reader who loves to cook Lucifer learning to play a game MC plays with Leviathan Where they take you on vacation - 7 Brothers + Diavolo FemDom reader - Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Satan, Asmo *** FemDom reader - Beelzebub *** FemSub reader - Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Satan, Asmo, Beelzebub *** N.S.F.W. Alphabet ( A, H, I, M ) - Lucifer *** FemSub reader - Belphie *** Relationship HCs - Asmo, Lucifer N.S.F.W. Alphabet ( B, O, Y ) - Lucifer, Satan *** 7 Brothers reaction seeing Fairy!S/O ‘s scars from getting their wings ripped. Seeing Fairy!S/O’s scars from getting their wings ripped - Diavolo, Simeon, Barbatos Comfort HCs - Asmodeus SFW & N.S.F.W. HCs Shy!S/O - Lucifer, Satan *** Going clothes-shopping with S/O - Lucifer, Mammon N.S.F.W. Beel with a Male!S/O who begs, whimpers and dirty talks a lot *** S/O blowing Levi while he’s playing video games *** Reassurance HCs for a chubby, insecure S/O - Asmodeus, Leviathan When You Become A Fallen - 7 Brothers x Fallen!Seraph!Reader When You Become A Fallen - Diavolo x Fallen!Seraph!Reader Demon Brothers + Diavolo Doing Dance Workouts With S/O Favourite Pizza Toppings - 7 Brothers Alternate Zodiac Signs - 7 Brothers Calm and collected S/O slaps a demon & defends Mammon - Lucifer They find out you were abused - Lucifer, Mammon, Satan They take you to the beach when you’re sad - Lucifer, Mammon, Satan, Asmo God allows Seraphim!Reader to date a demon - Satan S/O is emotionally exhausted - Diavolo, Beelzebub, Belphegor N.S.F.W. hcs with a shy, submissive fem!S/O - Diavolo, Solomon *** SFW Alphabet ( F, H, J ) - Leviathan N.S.F.W. Alphabet ( F, H, J ) - Leviathan *** Getting Comforted about your poor sibling relationship - Mammon How they react when S/O gets talked over and ignored by their friends - Mammon, Satan, Barbatos, Solomon Mammon gets comforted by S/O

Imagines

Satan cuddling cats x Reader Heaven’s Jewel - Diavolo x Seraph!Reader (Seraphine) Happy Birthday, Lucifer~! Eternal Love ~ Diavolo x Reader Spark, Ignite, Detonate, Explode ~ Mammon x Reader Guardian Angel ~ Lucifer x Reader Hold Me, I’m Soft ~ Mammon x Reader Take My Hand ~ Lucifer x Reader

SPECIAL!

Obey Me! Birthday Event! Obey Me! OC - Katrina Black Barbie/Disney Movies - Lucifer, Mammon, Satan, Beel (cursed post)

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MYSTIC MESSENGER

Imagines

The CEO’s Little Kitten ~ Jumin Han x Reader Fluffy Kittens ~ Jumin Han x Katrina, Delilah <3 Elizabeth the 3rd Fluffy Days ~ Jumin Han x Reader ( Ultra Fluff )

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Headcanons

General N.S.F.W. HCs - Seven ***

LEGEND OF THE PHOENIX

Imagines

Sheepless Sheep Girl ~ Yin Zhi x Reader Little Tinkerbell ~ Yin Zhi x Reader Your Saviour ~ Yin Zhen x Reader A Zhang Of Redness ~ Yin Zhen x Reader Hunting Trip ~ Fu Heng x Reader The Tigress of Wrath and the Golden Dragon ~ Yin Zhen x Reader My Little Physician Empress ~ Yin Zhen x Reader

Headcanons

They find out you want revenge on the Crown Prince - Fu Heng, Pan An, Yin Zhen General relationship HCs - Pan An

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Shall We Date? Otome games

NINJA ASSASSIN

Imagines

My Neo Geisha ~ Kinshiro Toyama

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IKEMEN SENGOKU

Imagines

Fawn Princess ~ Tokugawa Ieyasu x Reader

Headcanons

S/O Overworks Herself ~ Mitsuhide, Nobunaga, Masamune

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OTHERS

Long Stories Masterlist

Small disclaimer:

All these stories were originally posted on my AO3 account, AO3 ACCOUNT

All of them are Character x OC stories.

Pinky Promise - Cho Sangwoo Love Story ( Squid Game ) ~ Finished

Heaven's on Fire - Billy Hargrove Love Story (Stranger Things) ~ On Going

The Devil's Star - Kujo Jotaro Love Story (JoJo's Bizarre Adventure Part 3: Stardust Crusaders) ~ On Going

Ethereal Limerence - Sherlock Holmes (BBC Sherlock) ~ On Going

A Princess' Duty - Draco Malfoy (Harry Potter) ~ On Going

The Yakuza and the Knight - Seiji Amanome (Spirit Hunter NG) ~ On Going

Purify Thy Soul - Mashita Satoru (Death Mark) ~ Finished

Ave Satanas, Ave Angelus - Michael Langdon (American Horror Story : Apocalypse) ~ On Going

Your Guardian Angel - Tokita Ohma Love Story ( Kengan Ashura ) ~ On Going

Deicide - Kratos Love Story ( God of War ) ~ On Going

The Kitsune's Spell - Diavolo (Obey me!) ~ On Going

Blood and Fire - Alucard (Hellsing) ~ On Going

Behind The Veil - Oda Nobunaga (Ikemen Sengoku) ~ On Going

The Story of Yi Min-Ji - Min U-Won (Rookie Historian Goo Hae-Ryung) ~ Finished

Demon Standards - Sebastian Michaelis (Kuroshitsuji) ~ On Going

Social Medias

Fake Instagrams - Hunger Games (Effie, Haymitch, Seneca, Foxface, Annie, Finnick) Fake Instagrams - BBC Sherlock (Sherlock, Moriarty, Irene, Molly, John) Whatsapp conversation - Bucky & S/O Fake Instagram post - Tony Stark & S/O Fake Snapchats - Charles Xavier & S/O

In Character Asks & Letters

Mail Jeevas ( Death Note ) Draco Malfoy ( Harry Potter ) Asmodeus ( Obey Me! ) John Watson ( BBC Sherlock )

FLUFFY SELF-CEMBER

Day 1 : Hand Holding - Uchiha Itachi Day 2 : Hugs - 2P!America/Allen Jones Day 3 : Kiss - Ezio Auditore Day 4 : Cuddles - Undertaker Day 5 : Caress - Malik Al’Sayf Day 6 : Comfort - 2P!Canada/James Williams Day 7 : Playing With Hair - Billy Hargrove Day 8 : Carrying/Holding - Kakuzu Day 9 : Flowers - Komaeda Nagito Day 10 : Date - Chisaki Kai Day 11 : I Love You - Dabi Day 12 : Fantasy/Video Game - Larry Johnson Day 13 : Pining - Sal Fisher Day 14 : Shy - Snake Day 15 : Passion - Jhin Day 16 : Wings - Hawks Day 17 : Fireworks - Gambit Day 18 : Whisper - Sherlock Holmes Day 19 : Jealous - Draco Malfoy Day 20 : Fingertips - Isaac ‘Zack’ Foster Day 21 : Dance - Kizami Yuuya Day 22 : Nicknames - Mitsuhide Akechi Day 23 : Confession - Satan Day 24 : Christmas Eve - Kaiba Seto Day 25 : Family - Aizawa Shouta Day 26 : Lap - Shigaraki Tomura Day 27 : Heartbeat - Shinogi Keiji Day 28 : Crush - Shinsou Hitoshi Day 29 : Gift - Tanaka Gundham Day 30 : Horse Riding - Philippe Duc d’Orléans Day 31 : Not Lonely Anymore - Obey Me! Brothers

Me being an idiot and doing troll things

Obey Me (Un)periodically QuaranTEAne cursed post spill. - Barbies I look like Kakyoin Noriaki, but I can’t do the RERO no matter how much I try I killed Jotaro...Not really, but now...KONO DIO DA! La Squadra Esecuzioni-Trollioni-Mangiarioni

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