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Dragon Blood

Chapter 3: Your newfound fear of dragons causes you to run away from Dragonstone, but you're naive to think a certain prince with an odd fondness of you would let you go so easily.

Vermithor's claiming left you with endless nightmares. The monster's fury and the screams of the unfortunate dragonseeds haunted your nights and filled your days with dread. The castle, once a place of routine and stability, now felt a platter above hungry predators.

Desperation led you to the head of staff, where you made up a story about distant family in the Reach. "They've asked me to come live with them," you lied, your voice trembling but determined. "Please, I need to leave Dragonstone."

The head of staff was a stern woman with a soft spot for you. She eyed you suspiciously but eventually nodded. "Very well then. I'll arrange for your transfer to a local inn. You may leave as soon as you are ready."

The next day, you gathered all of your belongings and set out on the path leading away from Dragonstone. Each step was heavy with the weight of leaving behind the life you knew and stepping into the unknown.

Suddenly, the sky darkened as a massive shadow passed overhead. You looked up, heart-pounding, to see a dragon descending right onto you. Vermax landed with a powerful thud, sending dust and pebbles flying. You froze, your newfound phobia of dragons paralysing you.

Prince Jace dismounted, his armor gleaming in the sun, a picture of authority and grace.

He approached you with a measured stride, his expression unreadable. "It is high treason for a servant to lie about their supposed family in the Reach."

Fear seized you, and you took a step back. "My prince—"

He cut you off, his eyes blazing with anger. "Do you have any idea how foolish you are? A pretty girl, travelling alone, unarmed and unprotected? Do you have any inkling of what could happen to you on the road? The dangers you could face? What if some slaver found you? What then?"

His words struck you like a blow, and you felt your knees weaken. "I just..."

“You think you can just walk away?” Jacaerys said, his tone low and challenging. “After everything you’ve seen, everything you know? You think that freedom is yours to take?”

“I want none of it! I just want to be safe,” you replied, your voice trembling.

“You’re a Targaryen, y/n. There’s no running from that.”

The weight of his words pressed down on you. “I’m not! Im not... like you, not like the queen,” you whispered. “I’m just a servant. I have no wish to claim a dragon, not anymore—”

You felt your lower lip trembled, your fears cutting off your speech.

Jacaerys softened slightly, though his tone remained stern and dismissive. "You're lucky. It's not every commoner who gets offered an escort from a prince."

You looked up at him in surprise. The closeness of his presence made your breath catch in your throat. His eyes were intense, studying you with a mix of frustration and something else, something darker.

You hesitated, fear and doubt swirling within you. Jacaerys stepped even closer, his presence overwhelming. “Do as I say,” he commanded, his tone brooking no argument. “You will learn how to command a dragon. Claim your birthright at least once.”

Your heart pounded in your chest, but you could see no way out. He was your prince, your sovereign, and you had to obey him. You nodded reluctantly.

He took you by the hand, leading you to Vermax. The dragon's eyes followed your every move, and you could feel its rumble shaking the ground beneath you.

Jacaerys stepped closer, his presence both intimidating and oddly reassuring. "Say 'Lykiri to command Vermax to obey."

"Lykiri," you repeated nervously, your voice barely above a whisper.

"Louder," Jacaerys insisted. "Dragons respond to strength."

You took a deep breath and tried again, louder, “Lykiri!"

Vermax's eyes flicked to you, and with a low rumble, the dragon shifted, acknowledging your command. Your eyes widened. The realization that the dragon had listened to you sent a rush of adrenaline through your veins.

Jacaerys stepped up on the dragons offered wing with practiced grace, then pulled you by the hand, his touch surprisingly gentle. "Vermax won't harm you," he assured, seating himself behind you on the saddle, his voice closer now, almost tender. "Feel the dragon's strength."

As you settle on the dragon's back, Jace's presence was solid behind you and reassuring. He guided your hands to grip the saddle, his own hands briefly covering yours.

“Say ‘soves’ to command him to fly.” He spoke in your ear. “Confidently. Command him.”

“Soves!” You spoke loudly.

“And hold on tight.” He instructed, placing his hands on the saddle In front of You.

Syrax took off, the ground falling away beneath you. The sensation of flight, the rush of wind, and the power of the dragon beneath you were overwhelming. Despite your fear, there was an exhilaration, a feeling of freedom you had never known. The world below became a blur, the wind whipping through your hair, your heart pounding with a mix of terror and joy.

The force of the takeoff pressed you back against him. Wind whipped past you. The world below became a blur, and the vast sky opened up around you.

You gasped for breath, the wind making it difficult to breathe. Sensing your struggle, Jace tightened his grip around your waist, his hand moving to your chest, guiding you. “Breathe with me,” he said, his voice steady and close. “In… and out. Slowly.”

You tried to follow his lead, inhaling deeply as he did, his presence grounding you. Gradually, your breath steadied, and you began to adjust to the sensation of flight, the terror giving way to awe.

Jace leaned closer, his voice just above the wind’s roar. “You’re doing well,” he said, his tone softer now, almost… proud.

The adrenaline coursing through you was intoxicating, and as Vermax soared through the skies, you couldn’t help but feel a rush of exhilaration unlike anything you’d ever experienced.

Tears sprang to your eyes, not from fear, but from the overwhelming beauty of it all—the vast expanse of the sky, the powerful dragon beneath you, and the realization that you were flying. Truly flying.

As tears streamed down your cheeks, Jacaerys noticed and pulled you closer. “Are you crying?” he asked, his tone somewhere between teasing and concern.

“I… I’ve never felt anything like this,” you admitted, your voice catching with emotion. “It’s… it’s the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen!”

You looked out over the landscape, your fear gradually giving way to amazement. The world seemed vast and beautiful from this height, and for a moment, all your worries and fears seemed small and distant.

When Vermax finally landed, your heart was still racing, but it was no longer from fear. Jace helped you dismount, his hands lingering on yours. His gloved hand wiped away your tears, your eyes shining with a newfound light.

"Thank you," you said, your voice barely a whisper.

He nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "Remember your place, y/n" he said, repeating the same words he once spoke to you. "Not everyone is a dragon. Don't let them think they can push you."

You nodded, feeling the weight of his words settle over you. As he mounted Vermax once more, you couldn’t shake the feeling that this moment had changed something between you, something you couldn’t quite name.

Jacaerys gave you one last look, his expression bittersweet, before Vermax took to the skies again, leaving you standing there, breathless and overwhelmed by the experience.

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In the small town where you’d settled, life had taken on a simple turn. The days were long, filled with the clatter of mugs and the hum of conversation as you served folk in the tavern. Despite the work being tiring, there was a certain peace in the predictability of it all. The days were repetitive, but you were away from the politics and dangers of Dragonstone, away from the volatile nature of the court.

Yet, despite this newfound contentment, your thoughts often strayed back to the prince. In quiet moments, when your duties were done and you were alone in your small room above the tavern, you couldn’t help but let your mind wander. It started innocently enough, a simple memory on his sharp gaze, the way his eyes seemed to pierce through you. But then, your thoughts became something more—something that made your breath hitch and your heart race.

You remembered the way he had stood so close to you, his tall frame towering over you, the heat of his body radiating against your skin. The memory of his voice, low and commanding, echoed in your ears, stirring something deep within you. There was a part of you that couldn’t forget the intensity of his touch, the way his hands guided you, strong and possessive, as if you were something that belonged to him.

Your thoughts became bolder, imagining what it would feel like if he had pulled you closer, if his lips had brushed against your skin. The idea of his power over you sent a thrill through your body, a tantalizing mixture of fear and desire. You found yourself longing for that feeling again—the rush of adrenaline, the helplessness of being under his control, the undeniable pull between you.

But with that heat came a deep sense of shame. You were low born. Nothing more than a commoner, a servant, and he was a prince of the realm. How could you, a mere tavern girl now, dare to feel this way about someone so far above your station? The very idea of it felt wrong, inappropriate, yet you couldn’t stop the thoughts from creeping in, couldn’t stop your body from reacting to the memories of him. The shame gnawed at you, making you feel small and unworthy, but it also made the desire burn hotter, a forbidden fire you didn’t know how to extinguish.

In your free time, you’d found solace in the company of a local pastor, a kind man who offered to teach you to read. You took to the lessons eagerly, and in time, he began to trust you with his collection of books. Most were on the Targaryens and their dragons.

The stories of the dragons captivated you. You learned their names, their temperaments, and the legends about them. And with each passage, your connection to the past, to the blood in your veins, grew stronger, even if you tried to suppress it.

But even more, these stories fed your thoughts of Jace. The more you read about the Targaryens, the more you understood the weight of the name he carried, the expectations, and the burden of his lineage. You wondered if he ever felt trapped by it, as you felt by your own place in society. And as you delved deeper into these histories, your fantasies of him grew more vivid, more intense, until you could almost feel him with you, his presence a ghostly weight that pressed against you in the night.

You couldn’t stop wanting him, couldn’t stop imagining what it would be like if the world were different, if you were different. You kept these feelings to yourself, unsure of what they meant or what you would even do if you were to ever see him again. For now, the tavern was your world, and Jace was a distant memory—one that haunted your nights and invaded your dreams with yearning.

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Jacaerys Velaryon had little time for distractions. His days were filled with duties—securing alliances for his mother, studying the intricate web of Targaryen bloodlines, and practicing his skills in combat. Every moment was a reminder of the precarious position his family held in the realm, the constant threat of war looming on the horizon. There was no room for error, no room for weakness.

And yet, despite his best efforts, his thoughts would often stray to you.

It was infuriating how easily you crept into his mind. A mere servant, a girl of no consequence, and yet he couldn’t stop thinking about you. It started innocently enough, a fleeting memory of your purple wide-eyed expression when he had pulled you from the throne room, saving you from Vermithor. But those memories became something more.

He remembered the way you had trembled under his touch, the way your breath hitched when he had drawn close. It should have pleased him, the power he held over you, but instead, it had sparked something else—a desire that he found both confusing and inappropriate. You were beneath him, a commoner with no claim to anything, yet the memory of your body pressed against his, your soft curves against his hardened armor, lingered in his mind, refusing to be banished.

As he pored over maps and documents, his thoughts would drift to the feel of your skin under his hands, the warmth of your body against his. He wondered what it would be like to explore that warmth further, to strip away the layers of clothing that separated you and discover your body for himself. The thought alone made his blood run hot, and he cursed himself for allowing such distractions.

His days were a blur of meetings and training, his nights spent in restless sleep, plagued by dreams in which you featured prominently. He dreamed of claiming you, of possessing you in a way that no one else could, of making you his despite the vast chasm that separated your stations in life.

It was maddening. You were nothing, a nobody, and yet the thought of you with another man, of someone else touching touching whats his, filled him with a rage. How dare you make him feel this way, weak and conflicted?

The internal struggle only intensified as he learned more about the Targaryen bloodlines. It was that realization that troubled him the most. You were of Targaryen blood, however diluted, and that meant something.

His rational mind insisted that you were still nothing more than a servant, your bloodline a mere footnote in the grand history of his house. But another part of him, a darker, more primal one, demanded he claim you, possess you, and ensure that no one else could.

Even as he trained with the sword, his muscles burning from the exertion, his mind would wander to the way you had looked at him, the mixture of fear and something else in your eyes. It was intoxicating, the way you had both feared and desired him, and it made him want to see that look again, to push you further and see just how far he could go before you broke.

And then there was the shame. The shame of wanting someone so far beneath him, the shame of knowing that he was betraying everything he had been taught by even entertaining these thoughts. You were a bastard, a servant, a commoner, and he was a prince of the realm. It was absurd, scandalous even, to think that there could be anything between you. Yet, despite the shame, despite the knowledge that he was crossing a line, he couldn’t stop himself.

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glitterjay · 11 months

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jay hard thought: dating jay and having sex for the first time after constantly teasing him for months. you guys decided to take it slow but recently you’ve been trying to hint that you’re ready by wearing barely anything to bed, squirming around in his lap during movie night with all ur friends, and bending over 24/7 on purpose. you’re convinced he’s gonna be sweet and soft. but you’ve pushed his buttons and caused him to snap so he fucks you rough and calls you a slut who needs to stop being so bratty. he cream pies you multiple times and then the next morning he eats your pussy for hours as a sorry 🤭

yall are something and i want some of that something too

warnings: 18+ content, MDI! jay x afab!reader, unprotected sex, cream pie lmk if i miss something

author’s note: wow. i have been so busy with uni and work that it feels like i completely forgot how to write. im sorry in advance if this is shitty

it had become a constant thing and ー to jay’s dismay ー a habit of yours to constantly tease him. a new fresh relationship had started for the both of you, and despite the very noticeable sexual tension in the air, you both agreed to take it slow and steady. was this part of a plan? absolutely. who were you to deny that seeing jay contain himself didnt turn you on? the way he bit his lip, or how he would excuse himself sometimes while you hung out with friends became an addiction for you. and here you were once again, only wearing one of his white t shirts to bed and just that. nothing else. the rest of the boys were spread around the house, in the guest room and living room, and you knew that if you only wore one of jay’s shirt, he would go nuts. and he did.

“what the hell is wrong with you!? just wearing one of my shirts with a house full of boys? are you crazy!?”

you were disappointed that he didnt do much other than scolding you, but oh were you so wrong. accepting your failure, you closed your eyes and gave your back to him. you kept the shirt, but the only condition was that you could not walk out of the room in just that. closing your eyes and getting ready to doze of, you felt a tingling sensation on your thighs. ignoring it, you kept trying to go to your dreamland, but the sensation started making its way up your legs. you opened one eye to see your boyfriend’s hands making circles on your skin. it was not new for jay to give you sweet caresses before sleeping, but they felt different this time.

in one sudden movement, a gasp left your mouth as his cold hand found your core. you tried to push him away, eyes now wide open, but it was impossible. his other hand held your body against the bed, and he was strong enough to not budge an inch. “you should’ve thought about the consequences of not wearing anything to bed.” his voice was way raspier than usual, and you could sense a different feeling from his eyes. it made you excited, but you also knew that jay was a softie inside.

your train of thoughts had stopped when something slammed into you. you screamed at the pain, quickly putting your hand over your mouth. he was balls deep in you, not moving, just standing there staring down at you. once again, he had thrusted into you harshly, still no preparation at all. the stinging made your eyes water, but it soon started melting with the pleasure of every thrust. you had never seen this side of your boyfriends but god were you loving it.

soon enough you started watching stars around the room. jay kept a fast, harsh, and steady pace, already making you come undone various times. but him? he had enough self control to hold his own release for a long time. just as you were about to reach your fourth high, you felt something warm inside of you. it felt like a whole hose had been turned on and warm water came out of it rapidly. the feeling was enough for you to release your own orgasm, making the juices mix and drip out of your pussy.

“this is what slutty and petty girls get when they tease their boyfriends”

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dumbslvtforethan · 5 months

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♾ favour ethan landry

--summary: ethan found out you slept with your boyfriend, chad and made sure to remind you who you belong to

warnings smut!, p in v, degrading kink, dirty talking lmk if i missed anything 746 words

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HE TAKES OFF HIS MASK, and points the stained knife towards your neck, ever so slightly smiling like a psycho

"you know y/n.. i was really starting like you. then you just had to go sleep with chad." his eyes got teary, his hand shaking while he looks down

“why are you doing this?! i don’t even like you” you scream, disappointed and disgusted. "and why am i supposed to believe you?" he sticks the knife up in the air, close to your chest “ill do anything, just please” you cry out "just promise me you won't sleep with chad again, y/n." he puts the knife down and embraces you

“what the fuck?” you scream out "Promise me, Y/N. You won't give Chad another chance," he

whispered into your ear, his warm breath tickling your neck. You can almost feel his heartbeat against your chest, thundering with emotion. “i wont” tears streaming down “ill have sex with you, just please!” "Then prove it to me, Y/N. Tell me you want to be with me, and I promise I'll make it worth your while." he looks at you with hopeful eyes, his grip on the knife loosening as his trust in you begins to grow “i want to be with you” you lie, afraid of what he might do.

"Really?" he smiles warmly, his eyes bright with joy "I knew you'd come around. Now, let's make some memories." he takes your hand and leads you into his room, locking the door behind him. he smiles down at you, his eyes gleaming with anticipation as he backs you up against the wall, pinning you there with his tall frame "So eager to please, huh?" he leans in close, his body heat enveloping yours, he quickly strips naked, and orders you to do the same, you do as you’re told. ethan continues to grind his hips against your ass, pushing his length deeper inside of you with each thrust "God, Y/N... you feel so good." he bites down on his lip as he reaches around to grope one of your breasts roughly, you cant help but slip out a silent moan "Fuck yeah, baby. Take it all." he picks up the pace, slamming into you harder and faster "Tell me you want this... tell me you want my dick” “i want it” you whisper "Good girl." he smacks your ass, the sting mixing with the pleasure as he continues to fuck you against the wall "You're so tight." he pulls out of you, causing a loud slap as his thick member slaps against your wet pussy “fuck” you say in between breaths "That's it, baby. Take my cock." he thrusts back into you, filling you up once more "You like being fucked by your boyfriends best friend?" “y-yes” you drag out the words "Good." he grabs your hair, pulling your nead back as he slams into you harder and faster "You're going to be my little slut from now on." he groans, his hips slapping against yours in a rhythmic cadence “o-okay” "That's how it's going to be, huh? My little slutty Y/N?" he smirks, his hand slipping down to grip your ass cheek "Fine by me." you groan at his words he angles you so that his cock hits your g-spot with each thrust, sending waves of pleasure through your body "You belong to me now, Y/N." he kisses you hard, his tongue invading your mouth as he continues to hammer into you "Say it.” “im yours” you drag out "Yes, you are." he leans down to whisper in your ear "And I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk straight tomorrow." he picks up the pace again, slamming into you with a force that makes the wall shake. you loudly moan "That's it, baby. Take my cock." he grabs your hips and starts pounding into you, his hard length hitting against your cervix with each powerful thrust "You like that? You like being fucked hard?" you nod, thats all you could do honestly. "Good girl." he slaps your ass, leaving a red handprint on your pale skin

"Now, why don't you show me how much you love being fucked by me?" “s-so much” he grins, his eyes dark with lust "So sweet." he pulls out of you, leaving a small pool of your arousal on the wall "Now, get down on your knees." you follow his orders "Good girl." he watches you lower yourself down, his eyes filled with anticipation "Take my cock." he stands up, his hard length glistening with your juices as you reach out to grab it" you dive in, bobbing your head up and down "Fuck yes." he groans, his hands gripping the wall tightly as you take him into your mouth "You're such a good cocksucker." he starts thrusting his hips forward, fucking your face with his cock, you spit on his dick "That's it, baby. I love the way you take my cock." he grabs your hair, pulling your head back and forth on his shaft as he starts to lose control

"You're going to swallow my cum, aren't you?" you nod. "Good girl." he thrusts his hips forward one final time, hitting the back of your throat as he releases a load of hot cum into your mouth

"Swallow it all." he holds your head in place, making sure you take every last drop he pulls out of your mouth with a pop, his cock slippery with your saliva "There's my good girl." he wraps his arms around you, pulling you into a tight embrace, you groan. "That's right, baby." he starts to fuck you again, hard and fast, his cock slamming into you over and over

"Fuck yeah. You like it rough?", you nod eagerly. "You're such a dirty little slut." he groans, pushing deeper into you with each thrust "I'm gonna cum all over your tight little pussy” his pace quickens, his hips slapping against yours as he drives his cock deeper and deeper into your soaking wet pussy "Fuck, you're so tight." he reaches down, rubbing his throbbing erection along the sensitive skin of your inner thigh “fuck!” you scream

"Here it comes, baby." he pulls out of you suddenly, his cock erupting with a loud moan as he cums on your stomach "Drink it all in, slut."

he slams you into the bed "ethan i can't anymore". "Yes, you can. You're a strong girl, remember?" he pushes you onto your back on the bed, keeping hold of your hair "Now spread those legs, or l'l give you something to scream about." you do as your told "Perfect." He grabs a condom from the nightstand and rolls it onto his cock before positioning himself between your legs "Here it comes, baby. I'm going to fuck you hard and deep." you, filling you up completely as he starts to thrust hard and fast "God, your pussy teels so good around my dick."

you start rubbing your clit

"Fuck, yeah! Do that, baby. Rub your clit and cum for me." He picks up the pace even more, his hips slapping against yours as he reaches around to grope your ass "You're so tight." you cum on his dick "Yes, cum for me!" He continues to thrust into you, feeling your body shudder and tremble as you climax all over his cock "Fuck, that feels good." He grunts and moans, his own release building as he continues to fuck you hard “i-i cant” you say, seeing stars "You don't have to. I'm close." He pulls out of you, his cock still covered in your juices and cum "I'm going to cum all over your pretty face.” He aims his cock at your face and shoots his thick, hot cum onto your cheeks and nose "Now lick it up." you do as he says "Good girl." He smiles at you, running his fingers through your hair "You're such a good whore." "I can't wait to do this again." He climbs off the bed and pulls off his condom, tossing it onto the floor

"But for now, you rest." He pulls the blankets over you and switches off the light, leaving you in the dark", you silently sob in his arms "Shh... it's okay, baby girl." Ethan climbs back into bed behind you and wraps his arms around your waist "You did great." He nuzzles his face into your neck, trying to comfort you as you sob softly

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a/n: i honestly felt so dirty writing this, if you like fluffy smut, click off honestly.

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scarawiki · 12 days

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idk how this app works help

scaramouche x gn!reader , idk the word count 😬

first one shot ever prbly ooc scara i'm not sure how to write him very well :( most of it is rly self indulgent for comfort im going thru it i fear lawl. not beta read either i almost never write pls be nice 🤕🙏🙏 excuse any grammar or spelling errors

cw: mentions of poor eating habits due to depression & anxiety , mental health stuff , yada yada nothing super explicit

divider creds: @rookthornesartistry

You laid still in your bed that you shared with your partner Scaramouche, while he was out and about finding ingredients for dinner.

Since he left, you were once again alone with your thoughts. Constantly ruminating on the past and picking apart everything. Your mind had kept screaming at you, and you couldn't calm it regardless of what you tried. You were left feeling even more hopeless than before.

Scaramouche had picked up on your "odd" behaviors lately, but you simply brushed it off and just told him,

"I'm probably coming down with something. The weather is changing, don't worry about it too much."

You didn't want to burden him with your silly problems, right? Knowing his past, you didn't want to add more to the mix. You were sure you could deal with it on your own.

Following that afternoon, you sobbed. You were so dizzy and your head was pounding, wishing the world had swallowed you whole already. You felt that Scaramouche deserved someone better than your pathetic self. You didn't understand why you couldn't just feel happy. Why was it so hard? Why can't you get out of bed? Why can't you wake up in the mornings?

You heard the front door opening, and you quickly wiped away your remaining tears that rolled down your face, and tried to get comfortable again. Your whole body ached and you just wanted it all to end.

"(Y/N)? I'm home. I managed to find a few things for later tonight. I had to bargain a lot though, food is getting expensive these days."

Scaramouche called out from the living room, setting down everything on the counter. After no answer, he became curious and knocked on the bedroom door.

"Hey? Don't tell me you're still asleep, it's almost 6 PM."

He let out a small sigh after more silence followed, and then opened the door. He saw you were burrowed under the blankets, and came to sit down on the edge of the bed. He pulled the covers back to reveal your tear-stained face, and a wave of concern came over him.

Scaramouche was never particularly good at comforting others, or feelings in general. He was never shown gentleness and compassion in his 500 years of living, before he met you.

"Who did it?"

Scaramouche asked, immediately jumping to the conclusion that someone had caused you harm to hurt this badly.

"No one," you managed to whisper out. "It's really nothing. Don't waste your time on me."

He was slightly taken aback by your dismissive behavior, but decided to pry further. Scaramouche wouldn't know how to deal with himself if anything ever happened to you.

"Okay... well, you haven't been eating, and last time I checked, you aren't a puppet. You've been sleeping in until dinner time for the past few days. Out with it."

He sounded demanding, but soon mentally scolded himself for his tone with you when he saw the vulnerability in your expression.

"I just don't know what to do anymore... I feel so scared and exhausted all the time, I can hardly wake up in the mornings, and food doesn't bring me joy anymore. I can't even remember the last time I felt okay. I didn't want to bother you because I didn't think it was that bad, to be honest. I'm sorry for keeping it from you, Scaramouche. I swear it has nothing to do with you."

Your vision blurred as you spoke, and you could feel your throat closing up. You didn't know how much more you could handle of this constant misery.

Scaramouche stayed silent for a few moments, taking in everything you had told him. You had always seemed so bubbly and excited around him, and when he saw you completely falling apart in front of him for the first time, he felt confused.

"...How long has this been really going on?"

He inquired, and his eyes had a softer look in them.

"A few years, it comes and goes but it doesn't seem like it'll ever get better. I'm tired of suffering, Scaramouche. I want to enjoy life again and look forward to the future. Instead, I dread the next days to come."

You responded, avoiding eye contact and fidgeted with your hands. When Scaramouche took notice of this, he gently grabbed your hands and set them in his lap.

"I'll be blunt, I'm still figuring how these whole "emotions" work. But, I do see that you aren't yourself right now. Yes, you can be a little irritating at times, but I wouldn't be with you if I didn't... love you."

Scaramouche felt hesitant to say those last words, but at the same time it felt right. He then continues,

"It would be pointless to be in a relationship with someone if you weren't upfront with them, but I can see how you might have felt like a bother. I promise that you will never be a burden to me, and I hope you know that I would rather die than ever lay a finger on you, or hurt you any other way. You're one of the first few people to show me how to love and broke through my tough exterior. You never left me during my hard times, and I'm sure as hell not leaving you."

Scaramouche took a deep breath, and looked down at his lap to give your hands a slight squeeze.

"I will do everything in my power to help you feel better. I want to see to see you happy. I want to see that smile on your face again. But, you have to work with me, alright?"

He looks back up and lifts one of his hands to gently grab your chin to face him.

You reluctantly look into his eyes, and slowly nod.

"Okay, I'll try... Thank you."

You replied slowly, drained of any remaining energy you had left. Scaramouche leaned down to remove some of your hair out of the way, and placed a delicate kiss on your forehead. He came back up and caressed your cheek, and sighed softly.

"I'm not letting you suffer alone. Ever."

#scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #genshin impact #self insert #genshin x reader #genshin fanfic #wanderer x reader #scaramouche x you #scaramouche x y/n #wanderer x you #wanderer x y/n

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lovexjoe · 3 months

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Make a vampire smut where Armando kidnaps the reader

A/N: This is the 3rd request for vampire Armando and I got y’all 😫

Synopsis: Vampires can imprint 😌 Armando didn't realize what happened during a shootout when he first saw you. His heart stopped, the world slowed down and all his thoughts were consumed by you. A mix between vampires from twilight and vampires from tvd

It’s been 2 weeks since you’ve been trapped in this house with Captain’s killer. It probably had to do with the fact that Mike and Marcus made you tag along on a mission when you were suppose to be dropped off at home. Uncle Marcus had ONE JOB. Pick you up from class and drop you home, but no. With the discovery of Mike having a warlock son, you got caught in between everything. There was something odd about Armando. He made sure you had food, clothes and let’s you shower etc. He lets you roam around the house during the day time. At night though? He locks you in the basement. He was gone as soon as the sun set. He was handsome even you could admit that. It was a bit distracting since you got here, sometimes you couldn't help but stare at him. It was 9pm and you were insanely bored. You tried your luck by opening the basement door, to your surprise: it opened. Maybe this is your chance to escape? What was even out there? You looked out the window to see you were in the middle of nowhere and decided that it’s probably best to find a phone. Taking a risk in the forest is probably not the best way to survive. You rummage around the kitchen to see if you could find any device that you could use to contact your Uncle but no.

After 10 minutes of trying to search around you decided to give up. Yes you were kidnapped, but you weren't technically in danger. He is Mike's son after all he was probably just keeping you as leverage. You opened the fridge to grab some water and your heart stopped. No fucking way You heard Uncle Marcus and Mike talking about Isabel being a witch, but what in the entire fuck did she do to her son?!? The fridge was stocked up with blood bags, a few had a bite marks you didn't even want to identify. No....FUCK no. No wonder he was taking care of you, he was preparing me for dinner! You saw this bullshit on tv, but you didn't think it was actually true. You backed straight into someone and let out the first scream since you been kidnapped. Armando covers your mouth, his eyes a golden yellow with bloody veins. You were trying not to have a panic attack.

"Just relax. I was going to tell you." He slowly removes his hand from your mouth and honestly you should be heading for the fucking hills but your feet was planted in place.

"Why?!" If you were in his position you would've kept this to yourself. He constantly scans your face when he's talking to you as if he's trying to read your mind. Well I hope the fuck he can't cause I've thought some unholy shit and now im thinking of killing him!

"My mom did this to me. I don't think my dad realize that she was a vampire as well. We...we imprint on people whose suppose to be our soulmates. When I saw you during the shootout, I imprinted on you and I just took you away from everything" He leans against the island, looking at you. Wishing he could read you, but for some reason he can't.

So that confirms that you weren't leverage, but you were actually kidnapped cause he likes you. Hm. Do you scream now or later?

"If you come any closer I'll kill you!" You stated as you move quickly trying to find a way to escape. He appears in front of you and you slam full force into his chest. You grabbed a vase and threw it at him causing it to shatter all over the floor. You looked for the largest piece and cut yourself horribly trying to pick it up. You start to panic as he holds your hand filled with blood. He's gonna kill me, he gonna kill me, he's gonna kill me. He rips his shirt, creating a bandage to wrap your wound tightly. Your head starting to feel a little funny.

'A-armando I don't feel good" After that sentence you passed out into his arms.

Armando POV.

Sigh. I can't read her mind at all. She is the only person I have ever come across that I can't read her mind. Being a vampire is a curse and a blessing. The only reason I've been such a successful drug dealer is because I know what the other person is thinking. Always a step ahead, but with her? With this stupid imprint, I am lost for the first time. I find myself caring. I find myself wanting her. This shit is pathetic. During the shootout my first thing after imprinting was getting her away from the danger. Sure having her as leverage was a bonus, but now that she is under my watch I am not letting her go.

She passed out in my arms, I laid her down in my bed for the first time instead of the basement. Cleaning her wound, her blood smelled divine, I fought myself from taking a little taste. My body wouldn't be able to control itself and I'd feel too guilty if I were to hurt her. I tuck her in bed, sitting in the lounge chair in front of my bed, trying my hardest to read her mind. What could she be thinking of? ...fuck...

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: 　

The next morning you were sat on the barstool at the kitchen island. Armando was cooking breakfast. You admired his biceps in his white tank top. Your hand feeling a slight sting from last night's incident. You didn't mean to cause such a wreckage, but apart of you felt happy he took care of you last night. Waking up in his scent, under his covers did something to your core. He's leaving his mark on you and he hasn't even touched you. He's a vampire for god sake. You wanted to speak, but you couldn't find the words. After your steaming hot shower, Armando cleaned up your wound once again. Seeing you wrapped up in just a towel, your hair wet, body radiating coconut vanilla: it took his entire being not to touch you. You wanted him to touch you. It felt wrong but you wanted it.

"Armando.....I want you to kiss me" You blurted out. He turns around looking at you surprised. He turns off the stove, picking you up and carrying you over to his bed. You pulled him in for a sinful kiss. His lips are so soft. Where the fuck was this coming from? Yes you felt this, but it was wrong. Your mouth and body was already doing things before you could even think. Is he controlling you!?

Before you could even process a thought, clothes were ripped completely off and you were on top of him. His size was the biggest you ever came across, but you held him close and you rode him.

"Y/N" He moans out, his golden eyes drunk with lust as he guides your hips on top of him.

"B-bite me" You moaned out. He shook his head, he didn't want to ruin this moment by hurting you. You started to bounce up and down faster on his length.

"Bite me please! I want it!" You cried out, close to your orgasm already. In an instant, his teeth sinks into your shoulder and you let out a gasp.

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:

You jumped out of your sleep, sweating profusely. A set of golden eyes staring back at you seductively. Out of breath you looked around the room realizing it was still dark out, you still had on the same clothes from last night....

It was a dream....

#armando aretas #jacob scipio #bad boys #armando aretas x reader #bad boys ride or die #armando aretas concept

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bbyquokka · 3 months

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4:59 pm (bc)

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 | bang chan x gender neutral reader

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 | timestamp, smut – 18+ is strongly advised!

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 | established relationship, descriptions of sex, reader and chan are grossly in love

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 | 0.6k ~ (666)

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 | im out of the loop when it comes to writing smut so this is kinda like practise plus i just wanted to write something soft

♡ m.list — ♡ you can also read it on my ao3

dont repost. dont translate. minors, ageless & default blogs; dni! feedback and reblogs are highly advised and appreciated!

his body feels heavy on top of you but also soothing in a strange way. his fingers slip between yours, fitting perfectly as if fate designed you both fittingly.

it's a cold and wet night, the rain beating against the glass of the window. the moonlight peeking in through the gap of the curtains. occasionally, they'd be a sudden gust of wind entering the bedroom via the open window but the warmth from chan makes it feel like the sun is beating down on your skin.

his soft grunts and groans mix with yours. lips pressing against your already kiss bitten ones as he hungers for more. you feel so nice around him, so snug and warm and he can't help but think and feel like you really were made for him.

your hands pinned by the side of your head by chan’s. his hands squeezing yours as he pushes his length further inside of you. you both let go of that strangled moan that's been teasing the back of your throats as he pushes and pulls.

his sweat-coated chest leans down and rests on yours, head buried in the crook of your neck. you smell salty but sweet, an intoxicating scent that tickles and caresses his nostrils. his breath fans against your hot skin, giving it a cooling sensation that makes goose bumps rise to the surface.

with each rock of his hips, the springs of the mattress creak whilst the sheets are pushed to the side until it's eventually on the wood floor; joining the discarded clothes and underwear.

chan whispers your name over and over again. he makes your name sound so sweet as it rolls off his tongue, dripping in love and sweetness like it's coated in a thick glaze of honey. it makes you feel butterflies.

the pit of your stomach feels warm and fluttery. it rises to the back of your throat where you want to scream from the top of your lungs and let the world know that you love this man!

your heart feels like it's going to grow legs and jump straight out of your chest. the constant badump, badump, badump ringing in your ears and you wonder if chan can hear the sound of your heart – the sound that he causes.

chan has never felt so smitten before. the love he feels for you is so enormous and strong, that he doesn't know what to do with it. he feels like he could scoop it all up in a box, wrap it up and gift it to you but the love will overflow and spill.

he fears that his love for you is too strong, that it'll scare you away. he wants to care for you, nourish you and hide you away forever and ever.

he would if he could. he doesn't want the outside world to look at you because of how gorgeous you are to him. he's a jealous man but he hides it because he doesn't want to scare you away. he finally has you all to himself so he will do everything in his power to keep you.

he's addicted to you and vice versa. the slow, yet long and powerful thrusts of chan's hips is proof of that. his slow, yet broken panting and words ring in your ears.

the constant “i love you”s wrapping around your heart a million times over and squeezing it, making you feel chest pain and overwhelmed with how much love this man has for you.

“you’re mine, right?” chan whispers as he lifts up his head to look down at you. his voice is dry and scratchy, but it sounds so beautiful – perfect even.

you reach up and place your hot palm against his cheek gently, stroking under his eye with your thumb. he responds by placing one hand on top of yours and nuzzling into your palm, eyes fluttering shut as he takes a shaky breath of air.

“always chan. i’m forever yours.”

#kwritersworldnet #wkcnet #straykidsland #skz smut #stray kids smut #bang chan #chan #bang chan smut #chan smut #bang chan x you #bang chan x reader #chan x you #chan x reader #skz x you #skz x reader #stray kids x you #stray kids x reader #skz timestamps #skz oneshots

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medusavsviperz · 6 months

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Knotting

warnings: smut, cussing

relationships: dogday x fem! reader

writing type: second person

genre: smut

"angel wait!" dogday called out to you. you slowly stopped walking and turned around. "hiya puppers" you smiled at him. he wrapped his hands around your waist,

"im eh.. having some complications.. i need your help" he muttered, looking quite embarrassed. his very prominent hard on alerting you. you look at it then look back up. "im sure i can help you. follow me puppy." he grunts with surprise. clearly not expecting you to say yes. its not like yall were dating. you smiled, walking past him. he turned to follow you. eyes wandering.

once you make it to the bedroom, you put on a little show. sliding down your pants, but before you could take your top off, dogday bends you over the bed. "sorry angel. i don't have time to waste." he slides your undies to the side, and slowly inserts a finger in your dripping folds. you moan softly and whimper at how big his fingers are. thats nothing compared to whats gonna happen next.

his pace is ruthless. he now has two fingers scissoring their way through your aching cunt, causing your orgasm to come faster than ever. you scream his name, causing him to grunt with excitement. you cum all over his fingers, which he shoves in your mouth. while sucking on his fingers, you feel his massive tip poke your entrance. you needed him so bad. "p-please go hard" you cry out. "with pleasure angel.." he suddenly shoves his dick inside. you scream out while he starts pounding you.

his pace is never ending. god you love it. part of you hoped he would use you like a sex doll, but then again thats what he was doing wasnt it? his groin touching your ass, sweat mixing, skin slapping. best day ever as far as you're concerned.

you never would have thought your sweet dogday was like this. you had been friends for so long, you would have thought he was a submissive. guess not.

the pleasure was unbearable. he kept hitting that one spot that would make your legs shake like never before. sure you've fingered yourself. but his dick reached all the places you didn't know existed.

you came twice already, approaching a third. he was about to cum. "where do you want it angel.?" you didnt know. could they reproduce? i mean they had all the parts. fuck it. "inside." he seemed surprised. "uh, you sure?" he sounded nervous. "fuck please dogday." and with that, he whined out your name as hot ropes of cum filled your cunt.

it felt amazing

he slowly tried to pull out. though he ultimately failed. "everything okay?" you asked with a concerned voice. "knot" he said sternly. "w-whats that?".. he didnt answer. "dogday?".. "give me a few minutes." he slowly leaned over you, chest moving up and down on your back, he softly licked at your neck, grunting, and slowly pushing his dick in and out.

he was going slow this time on purpose. it seemed he wasnt looking to cum. it didnt matter to you, it felt amazing either way. one of his paws started slowly kneeding your chest. his other one rubbing your clit. you feel a knot forming in your stomach. "please." you whisper. he rubs faster, riding you through your orgasm.

finally he could pull out. he looked down and saw cum literally pouring out of you. he used a finger to slide it back in. he walks to the bathroom and grabs a wet rag, wiping your cunt in effort to clean you. you turn around and kiss him, leaning back on the bed.

"dogday." …"hmm?"

"you're hard again."

#ns/fw #poppy playtime #fanart #catnap #dogday #artists on tumblr #catnap x dogday #daddy’s babygirl #daddy k!nk #deep sleep #daddy's good girl #poppy playtime chapter 3 dogdat big & small

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ablobwhowrites · 1 month

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Now I want to see the decepticon reactions to m/n now being a vehicon!!!

everyone is mixed, the vehicons are all happy (they don't know the suffering m/n went through) Megatron keeps m/n by his side a lot of the time but if he can't then soundwave watches over m/n, plus Starscream doesn't take accountability cause like he didn't know Silas would be this fucking crazy to pull that stunt cause Megatron is going to kill him if he finds out that this happened cause of starscream going to have a temporary alliance with M.E.C.H. so starscream lies and just says that they are just crazy humans to begin with plus m/n is kinda bummed that he can't transform (Im basically going off of Silas and I never saw him transform while in the husk of breakdown in the show but I might have to rewatch the show again) But good lord if Megatron found out about the horrific shit m/n when through cause of M.E.C.H (and starscream bascially starting a small domino affect to have m/n be taken by M.E.C.H) Megatron sending vehicons to kill Silas and then he going to beat the scrap out of starscream but then starscream manages to get out of that and say it's more of M.E.C.H's fault so yeah.

M/n doesn't sleep good anymore after the whole putting him into this metal prison body stuff, Miko gave him a blanket but m/n just kinda holds it or puts it on his shoulder as he kinda does sleep better with it but normal wakes up from a nightmare that keeps him up, but hey the kids sometimes get to sleep over at the base and it's cheers m/n up and he sleeps better almost gets about 4 hours of sleep than normal, as normally he only gets a hour or 2 of sleep before being jump scared awake but the nightmares but slowly he's getting better sleep as record now is 5 hours.

Now for a little angst

sometimes m/n has dreams of him being human again, he’s so happy thinking he woke up from a nightmare and he hears his mom or dad (or parent/s) calling for him and right when he leaves his room, he wakes up. Laying against the concert wall as he looks down at his metal body and all he wants to do is go back to that dream, just to feel the warmth of his bed again, He doesn’t want to feel cold anymore.

When m/n is on the decepticon war ship, when he’s in his personal quarters, he sometimes lays on the metal bed that all cybertronians sleep on and he can’t sleep, he wants to scream, cry, yell, anything but he can’t, he can only hope is to wake up.

Anyways now back to the silly,

Vehicon m/n gave Miko the responsibility to keep his animal crossing island safe cause his fingers are to big to even check up on his animal crossing island of his switch/DS (depends on which you have) and Miko is good at it but she now she has a massive fossil collection in the storage.

Hope you guys like it

#yandere x male reader #x male reader #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere male x male reader #x gn reader #yandere x gn reader #male reader #yandere transformers #yandere transformers prime #transformer prime #transfomers x reader #transformers x male reader #vehicon m/n

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soobswvrld · 2 years

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ENHYPEN WITH A S/O WHO BAKES !

L.HEESUNG

STOP HE'S SO CUTE

he makes sure the dorm has whatever u need to bake so u can do it there

has whole playlists that are made specifically for you stress baking, holiday baking, sad baking, happy baking, or just baking

back hugs you the whole time

mumbles sweet things in ur ear OR SINGS

prob tried to help you but ended up spilling 3 different ingredients in a span of 4 minutes so he yelled, causing you to spill a little too, he then proceeded to fuss over you cause some flour or smth got on ur clothes

does all the dishes <3 <3 <3 while complaining LMAOOO

he demands kisses as payment

def takes a bunch of pictures of you baking

proudly shows off ur baked goods

once they come out of the oven he immediately eats it with no hesitation

and u have to watch him go " ha WUT HA Wt"

P.JONGSEONG

he would start cooking dinner or lunch while you bake

he would start rambling abt whatever and u would talk abt ur day

it's honestly one of his favorite things to do with u cause its so domestic

he would find things at the grocery store in the baking section and buy them

definitely would show u recipes that he thinks u would like

u two clean together and switch off roles

share the food with the rest of enha

ITD BE SO CUTE

u all eat the food together and it's vv wholesome

GIVES U THE BIGGEST PORTION OF FOOD

AND U GIVE HIM THE BEST PART OF WHATEVER U MADE

my man is LOVESICK (0x1=lovesong)

S.JAKE

THIS MAN

head in hands he makes a pillow fort and sets up a movie while u bake so u can eat it in there

ITS SO HOME-Y homey? home like?

creates a whole ambiance

sits in the corner and listens to u talk abt ur day

if u ran out of something u need he is out the door and buying it

prob takes the bowls and utensils once ur done using them and washes them

IM SORRY THIS IS SO SHORT

P.SUNGHOON

HE BOTHERS U SM

puts flour on u

screams when u put some on him

u two always have a flour fight

Once u threw some in his face he stood there frozen for a minute and wordlessly wiped his face

then moved towards u til ur back hits the counter and puts his hands on the counter on either side of u and is like

"don't do that, it's mean " in a deep voice

and ur blushing cause whAT

then he does his cute little smile and throws flour in ur face

ends up running away giggling

wipes ur face when u two are done throwing flour at each other

as u keep baking he cleans up the giant mess u two he made

if ur counting out loud how much u put in he'd start saying random numbers

you: 1...2....3

sunghoon at the same time: 48..29..30

actually keeps count tho cause he'd feel bad if he messed u up

eats the baked goods and exaggerates his reaction to the food to make u laugh

he wants to mix the batter so he can show off his muscles

K. SEONWOO

he puts on a kdrama in the background

got u two matching aprons

eats the batter

sunoo: *eyeing the batter*

you: don't even

sunoo: don't even what? I don't even know what ur talking abt

*silence*

sunoo, at the speed of light: dips his finger in and puts it in his mouth

you: sunOO NO

sits next to the oven waiting for it to be ready

u two do rock paper scissors on who is cleaning what

pretends he's gonna have the first bite then gives it to u

Y. JUNGWON

he's so *sobs*

if u stress bake when it's exam season he makes sure to take some butter out every weekend so it can become room temp just in case

constantly looking over ur shoulder to see what ure doing

u don't even see the mess u makes because jungwon got it

u spilled? it's already wiped

u just used that bowl? already washing it

PREHEATS THE OVEN CAUSE HE KNOWS U WILL FORGET

pls jungwon would sometimes purposely wipe flour or smth on u so he can wipe it for u

he just wants to be close to u leave him alone

makes sure no one bothers u while ur in the zone

finds recipes and shares it with u

eats whatever u make no questions asked

one time u gave him something Niki made and he slowly nodded and made a face of pure disgust

jungwon: ....you made this...?

you: yes, do u like it?

jungwon: ummmmmmmmmmmmmm

you: I spent hours making it just for you!

jungwon: that's so interesting ahhahhhahhahha

jungwon looked so disturbed HELP HE DIDNT WANA HURT UR FEELINGS BUT HE ALSO WANTED TO BE HONEST

jungwon: you know I love you, so sos oso sso much, right?

you: I love you too wonnie

jungwon: so don't take this the wrong way but this tastes like I ate expired cheese

you: ....

jungwon: IM SORRY ILL EAT ALL OF IT IM SORRY

you: haAHAHHAHHAHHAH

jungwon: ?

you: Niki made it

jungwon: oh.. I knew that

when u gave him what you actually made his face lit up

he had the biggest smile HES SO CUTE PLS

N. RIKI

bothers u the whole time pt. 2

constantly asking if ur done yet

dances while u bake and tries to get u to dance too

don't even think abt sharing what u made with everyone else cause Niki would eat it all

another one who would eat the batter

would also put the batter on u

and u would put some on him

and he would start talking abt how ur trying to ruin his career

Niki: I cant believe u would do this... you RUINED me.... MY GORGEOUS SKIN YOU-YOu RUINED IT!

you thought he was reenacting a drama LMAOOO

u just stood there waiting til he was finished

BUT HE KEPT GOING

so u cut him off saying

you: lets break up

Niki: what

and u just kiss him and keep baking

Niki gets so confused

he's all like I'm not complaining but WHAT WAS THAT

he gets over it

Niki's the type to make random tiktoks while u bake LMAOOO

ur mixing the batter and all of a sudden Niki is next to u and doing the anti fragile dance

u do a staring contest to see who does the dishes and who cleans the counter

he always ends up laughing so u get to choose what u clean

A/N!

First fic done B) hope u liked it !

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scftpcws · 2 months

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Naaaah because my boy Ollie is a complete freak! That dude would be clingy and rough AF and I'm here for it. Please please! 🥺

Warning! MDNI18+ some filthy ass shit. and terrible writing please read at your own risk.

smut under the cut 💋

i have been deathly absent for a while but i am here to say… yes. yes the fuck he would be a freak because have you SEEN him. he is a dangerous individual.

i feel like he would have a lot if repressed desires that he would keep from you. he wouldn’t even tell Felix about them, because when has he ever told anyone the truth??

he debated a few times whether or not he should tell you the depraved things he wanted from the two of you’s sex life, but every time he got close he backed out because he didn’t want to weird you out or worse, scare you away.

I feel like he would totally be into some predator x prey dynamic type stuff. he isn’t sure why he’s into it, maybe its the thrill if chasing you through the Maze or giving you 30 seconds to find a hiding space in Saltburn Estate, and spending a dreadful amount of time “trying” to find you, despite knowing exactly where you are every time. he knows you, knows your mind. of course he does, he spent months, possibly years (depending on how long you managed to evade his addictive personality) dissecting that pretty little brain of yours so that he knew every thought process, every detail. he is obsessed with you and that definitely transfers into the way he fucks you.

he’s slow at first. its a mind game, he wants you to beg for him and he knows that by the end of the night you will, regardless of how defiant you may be. I feel like because of this, he may also be into CNC. obviously you two would consent to it and make a list of rules and things that were okay and not okay. he would abide by all of these rules, because again, he respects your boundaries and doesn’t want you to leave him. he would fuck you nice and slow until your fussy and whining for him to go faster, to fuck you harder.

“What was that little lamb? speak up for me.” he would whisper sweetly into your ear, thrusting hard just once into you, watching the way your eyes toll back into your head. “I need it Ollie.” you whine, tears falling from your eyes in frustration.

“Need what love? Do i look like a mind reader? tell me what you want and you can have it.” he slowly begins to rub your clit in gentle and agonising circles. “I want you to fuck me.” you were breathless and almost delerious with pleasure.

“Want?” “ Oh honey, I thought you needed it? What, you dont need me anymore, hmm? don’t need to feel my love for you? don’t need to feel me break you?” he ask, his once languid thrust coming to a halt. You whine without restraint, cursing him with your teeth clenched dur to the sudden lack if pleasure.

“Tell me you crave me. Tell me you need me, how you can’t breathe without me, how im everything you need. Tell me.” he says, his lips against your ear, his hand round your throat grip tightened, causing your breathing to strain.

“I need you! Please i need to feel you. only you can fuck me this good, please Ollie. make me feel better, i need you to make me feel better…please.” the last please was a desperate whine, so pathetic Ollie had to throw his head back to avoid your soft and innocent gaze. you trailed you hand up to his neck to pull him closer to you, your gaze so piercing and unavoidable that he almost came, his thick cock unmoving in your tight cunt.

“Please Sir.”

oh that one did it. His pace was instantly bruising, so violent that if you didn’t know the extent of his love, you might have thought he wanted you dead. you almost didn’t recognise him. he was like a wild animal, his only aim to fuck you into oblivion.

he mumbled a mix of incoherent praise and degrading comments as your throat became hoarse from your scream like moans. the crying for him to slow down only spurred him on, causing him to shove his fingers in you mouth to dampen your onslaught of noises.

he fuck you dangerously for what could have been hours. you lost count of how many times you came around him. your body felling fuzzy and limp. seeing you so braindead for him had him unleashing what quite easily could have been his 7th load of the night. he watched as a dumb, lopsided grin etched its way into your lips as you felt the warmth of his cum flood your cunt once more.

“look at you so pretty for me, my pretty little lamb.”

well… im back.. i think..

#saltburn smut #saltburn 2023 #saltburn #barry keoghan #i wanna kiss barry keoghan #oliver quick x y/n #oliver quick x you #olvier quick #oliver quick x reader #oliver quick smut #i need him so bad #WE ARE SOOOO BACK

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!! CHAPTER 7 / DIASOMNIA ARC SPOILERS !!

WE CAN GET THROUGH THIS GUYS LET'S GO (Part 4):

While Silver is in the darkness, he then sees Lilia's old memories. The first one is of Lilia visiting Wild Rose Castle after a peace treaty was made, this takes place 300 to 400 years after the events of Meleanor's death

While walking through the abandoned castle, Lilia hears a cry in the throne room. He rushes there to find a baby, and not just any baby IT'S BABY SILVER WHICH REVEALS THE FIRST CG IN THE GAME 🥹

(SILVER BEING TWISTED FROM AURORA IS REALLLLL)

Of course Lilia wondering why the hell is there a baby in the abandoned castle uses his Unique Magic on it. Thus revealing his UM "Far Cry Cradle", this allows him to see the past memories of someone who gets hit with the spell. This is how he finds out that the baby is actually the son of the Knight of Dawn and Princess Leah, while the war was happening 3 fairies blessed the baby by making him sleep through the war, even if it will last 10 to 100 years (well it went beyond 100 years). Once the little prince finds someone who loves him (or in other words true love), he will awaken from slumber; AND IT WAS LILIA WHO APPEARED WHICH CAUSED BABY SILVER TO WAKE UP WHICH IM JUST AAAAAAAAAA 😭😭😭

We can't forget that present time Silver is watching all of this happen, and noticed Lilia having mixed feelings about the whole thing. He (Lilia) tries to kill the baby after finding out he was the child of the enemy, but couldn't bring himself to do it. Lilia then asks himself if he can even love a human being? After losing his loved ones to them, and everything that happened. Which causes Silver to scream at Lilia that he doesn't deserve love (STOP SILVER IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT)

Lilia then tells baby Silver that the day he finds him will be his birthday (which is May 15th), and blesses him. This explains why Silver has silver hair despite being born blonde. Lilia also names the baby Silver because of the moon that shines through the night, which serves as a light to light up the path

We then move to another flashback, now this time it features Malleus. We see the cottage that present time Silver grew up in (which is like the cottage from the movie)

While Lilia is singing a lullaby to baby Silver (the same one Meleanor sang to egg Malleus), Malleus comes in cuz he overheard from the fairies that Lilia found a human. Then Malleus proceeds to call baby Silver A NAKED MONKEY CREATURE NAHHH 💀🤚

We also have to remember that Lilia didn't know shit about taking care of a human, much more a baby, so he visits Baul's daughter and son-in-law (Sebek's Mother and Father) for advice. Lilia then tells Malleus he's going out to get baby supplies and leaves Malleus with Silver, but Malleus is afraid that he might destroy Silver if he holds him (aww that's cute 🥹) but Lilia still leaves him behind regardless

Baby Silver wakes up to Malleus and starts crying and Malleus is now wondering if lullabies can help put it (yes he referred to the baby as "it") to sleep. He then hums to the baby the only lullaby he knows, which is the same lullaby is mother sang to him (I forgot to mention that whoops). This is the same lullaby Malleus sang when he placed the sleeping curse on everyone in part 3. Baby Silver falls asleep to it and Malleus is relieved, hoping for Lilia to come back soon but also wonders where he heard that lullaby before

We then see more flashbacks of Silver growing up, from his first time walking and his first words (which is "Dada/Father")(Edit: got this wrong by accident sorry guys). We also learn more about faes from here as well, it takes 30 years for a fae child to learn how to walk, but for the case of Malleus it took him 20 years to have a 2 legged form

Malleus then asked Lilia why he decided to take the baby in and Lilia respond that Malleus's father, Leverne said that Fae and Human should learn more about each other, thus learning a language that humans can understand. Lilia wants to learn how to love humans through Silver, but Malleus is like "but what if you can't", he replies with "let's not jump to conclusions"

STOP YOUNGER SILVER CALLS LILIA "TOTO" MY HEART CAN'T HANDLE THIS. WE ALSO FIND OUT THAT THE ACORN BRACELET WAS SILVER'S GIFT TO LILIA (since it symbolizes living a long and healthy life). He (Younger Silver) also says "I love you Toto!" (Guys what if this my last straw 😭). One more memory we see is Silver running away from home after finding out him and Lilia aren't related (in reference to his 1st birthday card)

Back to present time Silver, he thinks that he doesn't deserve to be called Lilia's son because his true origins is that of the son of the Knight of Dawn, this causes him to take on his biological father's form and General Lilia appears before him, saying he's the enemy (BUT IT'S ALL NOT REAL)

Thus a battle between the two begins, until present time Lilia suddenly appears; telling Silver to stand up and stay alive 😭

This end Silver's segment of the story, but we can't forget about Sebek, Yuu and Grim

Next: Part 5

Previous: Part 3

#rany talks about twst #twisted wonderland #twst #twst jp #twst spoilers #diasomnia #Fuck i feel like shit this chapter overwhelmed me

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perfectsunlight · 1 year

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(𝟔𝟏) - ✰ 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒 ✰

𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌: im on the verge of tears

𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬: 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮

all i want is nothing more

to hear you knocking at my door

the rain poured down on the city streets, creating a water way on the sidewalk and walkways. ning was thankful she didn’t have to walk home like she did during pre-debut days.

her manager opened the door for her, making her sit down inside the all black vehicle before the door shut behind her.

ningning always thought of you whenever it rained. it was raining the night she met you, all those years ago.

the ambience of the car lulled ningning into deep thought. soft sounds of the midnight rain added to the sounds of the evening. with her head leaning on the window and the scenery passing by, she found herself remembering you once again.

“hi, roomie.”

ningning screamed so loud and nearly dropped her water bottle onto her foot when she walked into her dorm drenched from the rain, only to see a complete stranger standing there.

the chinese girl’s heart pounded in her chest as she stared wide-eyed at the unfamiliar face standing in the center of her dorm room. her mind raced to comprehend what was happening.

how did some stranger enter her dorm? and why did she refer to her as her "roomie"?

"um. excuse me?" ningning managed to stutter, her voice filled with a mix of confusion and caution. she clutched her water bottle tightly, unsure of how to react to this unexpected intrusion. the sounds of water from her soaking jacket dripping onto the floor filled the room.

you had the most beautiful face she had ever seen in her life. you slowly blinked in surprise and quickly realized your mistake.

"oh, i'm so sorry! i apologize for scaring you," you explained apologetically, voice laced with embarrassment. nevertheless, you still smiled at her. “i’m y/n. your new roommate.”

confusion laced ning’s features. roommate? since when did anyone want to room with her? everyone in the company held some sort of unbiased resentment towards her for simply being chinese.

“are you new here?” the other girl asked slowly.

you nodded, understanding ningning's confusion and the underlying tension she felt. "yes, i'm new. i just arrived at the company today." your voice held a hint of nervousness, as you were unsure of how ningning would react to your presence.

ningning's gaze softened as she took in your words, realizing that you were in a similar situation as she once was. the empathy she possessed kicked in, urging her to offer a warm welcome and make you feel at ease.

"well, y/n, welcome to the dorm," ningning said, a genuine smile gracing her lips. "i'm ningning."

you visibly relaxed at ningning's kind response. the weight of uncertainty lifted from your shoulders, replaced by a sense of relief.

"thank you, ningning." you replied sincerely before motioning towards her. “you can leave your jacket on the chair, i’ll dry it for you.”

the other girl’s heart swelled with gratitude at your offer, appreciating the small act of kindness. she removed her soaked jacket and handed it to you, watching as you carefully draped it over the back of the chair.

"thank you, y/n," ningning said, her soft voice filled with genuine appreciation. "i really appreciate it. it's been a long day, and your kindness means a lot."

you smiled warmly at her, a glimmer of understanding in your eyes. "i'm glad i can help. we're roommates now, so it's important that we look out for each other."

and as she looked into your eyes and mirrored your radiant smile, ningning suddenly didn’t feel alone anymore.

'cause if i could see your face once more

i could die as a happy man i'm sure

“hey ning?”

the mentioned girl hummed in response to your call as she scrolled through her phone aimlessly.

“can you teach me some chinese?”

ningning nearly dropped her phone on her face because she shot up into a sitting position so fast. she had been in korea for over 4 years, and she never once got asked by anyone to learn even a little bit about her native language.

“what did you just say?” she asked in utter disbelief, still not believing you actually had asked her that.

you couldn't help but chuckle at ningning's surprised reaction. it seemed you had caught her off guard with your request.

"i said, can you teach me some chinese?" you repeated, a smile playing on your lips. "you’re my roommate, so i thought it would be a great opportunity to learn some basics from you."

ning’s eyes widened with a mix of astonishment and delight. it was a refreshing change to have someone genuinely interested in her culture and language.

a warm smile spread across her face as she realized the significance of your request. "of course," she replied eagerly. "where would you like to start? greetings? basic phrases?"

you spent the evening engrossed in a lively language exchange. ningning patiently guided you through the intricacies of pronunciation and vocabulary, sharing stories and cultural tidbits along the way.

as the weeks passed, your chinese skills gradually improved, and ningning couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in your progress.

she was grateful for the opportunity to share her language and culture with you.

this small action meant more to ningning than anything else in the world. now she understood why minjeong loved you so much. you were truly a genuine person.

and as you continued to learn chinese, you not only gained knowledge of a new language but also gained a deeper understanding of ningning's heritage and the experiences that had shaped her.

your eagerness to learn and embrace her culture touched ningning's heart, reinforcing the importance of open-mindedness and acceptance in building lasting connections.

in the end, it wasn't just about language; it was about the willingness to understand her better. and ningning couldn’t help but feel like she was being seen for once in her life.

not as an sm rookie or a child star, but simply just as ning yizhuo.

when you said your last goodbye

i died a little bit inside

“no, y/n come on. you know i’m your best friend.” minjeong pleaded, on her knees as she looked at you.

ningning mirrored minjeong’s actions, looking up at you in the same manner. “come on, we’re roomies. you have to give it to me.”

you couldn’t help but laugh out loud at the sight in front of you. this situation started because you asked if either of them wanted any of your leftover soup. however, you didn’t anticipate that both of them would want it.

“i’ve known you longer.” “i have pictures of you sleeping on the floor.”

“hey woah!” you interrupted them and started laughing louder. “okay, what if i split the soup in half? that way you both get some.”the two girls looked at each other, silently communicating. however, a certain raven-haired trainee walked over to you. jimin folded her arms over her chest and looked down at minjeong and ning with a confused face.

“am i interrupting something?” she said with a chuckle, glancing between you and your two best friends.

“these two are fighting over some soup.” you smiled up at the taller girl before jimin answered. “maybe i should take it, that way neither of them get it. i think that’s fair.”

minjeong immediately stood to her feet as ning gasped in shock. “absolutely not. there are no third parties allowed to interfere with this soup dealing.” minjeong said as she pointed a finger at jimin.

jimin raised an eyebrow at your best friend’s defiant stance, amused by her determination. she unfolded her arms and placed her hands on her hips, adopting a playful expression.

"well, if i can't have the soup, maybe i should be the judge in this case," jimin suggested, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "after all, i have the authority to make fair and unbiased decisions."

ningning and minjeong exchanged curious glances, intrigued by the taller girl’s proposal. the thought of having their dispute settled seemed exciting.

you couldn't help but chuckle at the unfolding drama. "alright, if you're up for the challenge, be our impartial judge. but remember, the fate of the soup lies in your hands," you declared dramatically, feigning seriousness.

jimin nodded, accepting her newfound responsibility with gusto. "very well, i shall hear both sides of the argument and render a fair verdict," she announced, adopting a mock judge's tone.

minjeong and ningning took turns presenting their cases, each passionately arguing why they deserved the soup. they provided compelling evidence, ranging from their friendship history to their shared living arrangements.

after considering their arguments (not really), jimin finally spoke up, a playful smirk playing on her lips. "i have reached my decision," she declared, eliciting anticipation from both parties.

with a dramatic pause, jimin pointed at the pot of soup.

"the soup shall be divided equally between minjeong and ningning. case closed."

without another word, the two girls lunged for the bowl. minjeong and ning shoved each other out of the way playfully, trying to get the first taste over the other.

a familiar pair of hands rested on your waist from behind. “we should go before they start fighting again.” jimin whispered against the shell of your ear.

with a small nod, you turned around and rested your hand on your girlfriend’s bicep. “sounds good, babe.” you said aloud with a smile.

“babe?” minjeong shouted in shock, momentarily pausing her food fight with ningning. ning only looked between min and you before she added onto minjeong’s shocked words. “did you just call jimin babe?!”

“we’ll see you two later!” you called out over your shoulder while jimin laughed out loud, still having you on her arm.

i lay in tears in bed all night

alone without you by my side

“ning?” you called out softly, rubbing the back of your neck. “um. do you have a strong concealer?”

the chinese girl looked confused for a second before turning to glance at you before resuming her skincare routine. “yeah, but i don’t think it’s your shade.”

“it’s not for my face.”

ningning paused her skincare routine, her eyebrows furrowing in curiosity as she turned to face you fully. "not for your face? then what do you…"

she couldn’t even finish her sentence because she could see the bright shade of pink on your cheeks. that was enough of a giveaway for her.

“oh.” ning laughed out loud at your current embarrassment. “wait, let me see the hickey. did jimin not listen to you or what?”

you let out a groan, feeling even more embarrassed now that ningning had figured it out. "yeah, jimin got a bit carried away last night," you admitted, trying to hide your blushing face with your hands.

ningning laughed even harder, finding the situation amusing. "well, it happens," she said with a shrug, still chuckling. "don't worry about it. let's see if this concealer can do the trick."

you reluctantly removed your hands from your face, allowing ningning to take a closer look at the hickey on your neck. she leaned in, examining it carefully, and then pulled back with a grin.

"okay, i think the concealer should be able to cover it up," she said, sounding more serious now. "let me work my magic."

you watched with curiosity as ningning applied the concealer expertly, blending it with precision. after a few moments, she stepped back to inspect her handiwork.

"well, what do you think?" she asked, a playful glint in her eyes.

you looked in the mirror and were amazed to see that the concealer had indeed done its job. the hickey was now hidden from view, and you let out a sigh of relief.

"wow, you're a pro at this," you complimented ningning, feeling grateful for her help.

she chuckled. "roommate perks, i guess." you thanked your friend profusely for her assistance and gave her a grateful hug. she patted your back with a smile, happy to have been of help.

"remember to be more careful next time," ningning teased, "or else you'll be wearing turtlenecks to practice all week."

“enough.”

'cause you brought out the best of me

a part of me i'd never seen

“unnie?” ningning whispered softly as she laid on the floor of the practice room with jimin. the two had been running through their choreo together for this month’s evaluation, leaving them both exhausted.

the older girl hummed in response, laying her arm over her eyes. she could feel her muscles aching all over, but being partners with your roommate made the hours of work feel like fun.

“do you love her?”

jimin’s heartbeat quickened at the sudden mention of you. she slowly removed her arm and turned her head to look at the younger girl.

she had never heard such a serious question from the chinese girl before. “i do. why?” jimin answered softly.

ningning's gaze softened as she looked at jimin, her eyes filled with genuine curiosity and concern. she propped herself up on her elbows, mirroring jimin's serious demeanor.

"i can see it, you know," ningning replied quietly, her voice gentle. "the way you look at her, the way you talk about her. it's different. it's like there's a light in your eyes whenever she's around."

jimin's lips curved into a soft smile, touched by ningning's observation. she appreciated how perceptive your roommate was and felt comfortable opening up.

"she is the light," jimin confessed, her voice carrying a mixture of warmth and vulnerability. "i’ve never met someone who just radiates like she does. she’s the love of my life, the sun in my sky."

ningning nodded, a knowing look in her eyes. "i'm glad to hear that, unnie. you two deserve all the happiness in the world."

jimin reached out and placed a hand on ningning's arm, conveying her gratitude. "thank you, ning. it means a lot."

“but unnie?” ningning poked the inside of her cheek, a clear habit she had adopted from you. her eyes met jimin’s in a serious gaze.

“don’t hurt her. ever.”

jimin's expression turned serious as she locked eyes with ningning, fully understanding the weight of her words. ningning was rarely serious like this, so she knew that sentence held an underlying threat as well.

she nodded, her voice filled with determination. "i promise you, ning, i will never intentionally hurt her," jimin vowed, her tone unwavering. "she means everything to me, and i will always strive to protect and cherish her."

ningning's gaze softened, her concern dissipating as she saw the sincerity in jimin's eyes. she reached out and placed a comforting hand on jimin's shoulder.

“good. because if not,” she paused to take a deep breath. “i don’t think i could ever forgive you. i don’t think minjeong would either.”

jimin's heart sank at the seriousness of ningning's words. she understood the depth of their friendship and the trust they placed in her. the weight of that responsibility settled upon her shoulders, and she nodded solemnly.

"i understand, ning. i would never want to jeopardize our friendship or hurt y/n in any way," jimin responded, her voice laced with sincerity and determination. "i will do everything in my power to be the person she deserves, to love and protect her with all my heart."

ningning's grip on jimin's shoulder tightened briefly before she released it, her expression softening. "i believe you, unnie. and i'm here for both of you, always."

jimin smiled gratefully, feeling the support of her roommate and friend. "thank you, ning.”

ningning knew at that moment that there was only one person on the face of this earth who could diminish your light, and she would give anything to make sure that didn’t happen.

but no one could have prepared her for the reality that was pending for your relationship with jimin.

you took my soul wiped it clean

our love was made for movie screens

“have you seen jimin?” you said in a frustrated tone, sitting down on the edge of ningning’s bed.

your roommate woke from her almost-nap and looked at you confused. “no. i thought she was with you?” she said slowly.

she watched your jaw clench before you scoffed and shook your head. “she’s been ignoring me. her and minjeong.”

ningning's eyebrows furrowed in concern as she observed your frustration. she sat up, giving you her full attention. "ignoring you? that doesn't sound like jimin. what happened?"

you sighed, running a hand through your hair. "i don't know. we had plans to meet up yesterday, but she canceled at the last minute, saying something came up. and since then, she hasn't been responding to my messages or calls. even minjeong has been distant."

her expression turned serious as she listened to your words. "that's strange. i've never seen unnie act like this before. maybe something's going on with her. have you tried talking to her directly?"

you nodded, a mixture of frustration and concern evident on your face. "i've tried, but she's been avoiding me. it's like she's intentionally keeping her distance. i don't understand what could have happened."

ningning's eyes narrowed slightly, her protective instincts kicking in. "i'll talk to her. maybe she just needs some space or there's a misunderstanding. don't worry, y/n, i'll figure it out."

you looked at ningning with gratitude, appreciating her willingness to help. "thank you, ning. i don't know what i'd do without you. please let me know if you find anything."

ningning nodded, determination in her gaze. "i promise, i'll get to the bottom of this. you deserve answers."

whatever was happening with jimin and minjeong, ning knew she would uncover the truth.

the memory of the promise jimin made to her in that practice room rang in her mind. jimin would never hurt you. she swore on it.

she spent the whole day looking around for the taller girl and your other best friend, however whenever she saw a glimpse of one or the other, they seemed to immediately make a beeline for the nearest exit out of the room.

ning didn’t like this. she didn’t like how jimin was acting. minjeong never promised anything to her, but jimin did.

jimin promised that she would love you always. this definitely didn’t look like that to her.

ningning's concern for both you and jimin grew with each passing moment. she couldn't shake off the unease that settled in her chest. she knew she had to confront jimin and find out what was really going on.

after a long day of searching, she finally managed to catch jimin alone in the practice room. the moment she walked in, jimin tensed, her eyes widening in surprise.

"ningning? what are you doing here?" jimin's voice held a hint of nervousness, but she quickly tried to compose herself.

ningning crossed her arms, her gaze piercing as she looked at jimin. "we need to talk, unnie. something's not right, and i want answers."

jimin's eyes darted around, avoiding direct eye contact. she knew that you must have told her what was going on. "look, it's not what you think. i just need some time to sort things out."

the younger girl’s voice remained firm as she pressed on, her concern evident. "and what about y/n? she's been worried sick, wondering why you and minjeong have been avoiding her. she deserves an explanation."

jimin's shoulders slumped, and she let out a defeated sigh. "i never meant to hurt her. there’s so much going on right now, ning and i don’t even know what to do."

ningning took a step closer, her voice gentle yet firm. "but jimin, you made a promise to y/n. you promised that you would never hurt her. remember?"

tears welled up in jimin's eyes as she met ningning's gaze, her voice barely above a whisper. "i remember, ning. and i meant every word. i just don’t know what to do anymore."

ningning softened her expression, “what’s going on?”

the taller girl took a deep breath before she answered. “management found out about our relationship. minjeong accidentally told them, and i thought this would blow over but they pulled me in there today and told me i had by the end of the week to decide if i want to stay in the lineup or not.”

“unnie,” ningning's eyes widened in shock as she absorbed jimin's revelation. the weight of the situation became clear to her, understanding the difficult choice jimin was facing. she reached out and gently placed a hand on jimin's arm. “does y/n not know this?”

jimin shook her head, her voice filled with regret. "i haven't been able to bring myself to tell her yet. i wanted to protect her from all of this, but it seems like i've only been hurting her more by keeping her in the dark."

the younger girl squeezed jimin's arm gently, conveying her support. "i understand that you were trying to shield y/n, but she deserves to know the truth. she's worried sick about you, about why you've been avoiding her. keeping her in the dark will only cause more pain."

jimin's gaze dropped, a mixture of guilt and sadness washing over her. "i know, ning. i need to talk to her, to explain everything. but i'm scared of what it might mean for us. i don't want to lose her."

ningning's voice softened as she spoke, her concern evident. "i can't guarantee what the future holds, unnie, but i believe that honesty and communication are key. y/n loves you, and she deserves to know what is going on."

jimin looked up at ningning, her eyes filled with gratitude and determination. she was right. the idol-to-be needed to face the music, regardless of how deafening it was.

but if you loved me

why did you leave me

ningning remembered the way you came back into the dorm silently sobbing. tears down your face and practically gasping for air.

“woah, what’s going on? what happened?” she said as she sprung to her feet, watching as you went straight into the closet and started taking clothes off of the hangers.

“it’s over, ning.”

at that moment time seemed to still, and ningning knew the worst case scenario had come true. jimin had broken her promise, to both her and you.

take my body

her heart sank as she watched you in your state of anguish. she quickly moved closer, placing a gentle hand on your arm as you continued to remove clothes from the closet.

"what happened, y/n? tell me," she urged softly, her voice filled with concern and a tinge of sadness.

you let out a shaky breath, tears streaming down your face as you spoke. "she broke up with me. she said it's because of the pressure from debut."

her grip on your arm tightened, her own eyes welling up with tears. she couldn't believe what she was hearing. those words didn’t even sound like the same jimin who talked about you like you were the sun in the sky.

she pulled you into a comforting embrace, holding you tightly. "i'm so sorry, y/n." ningning whispered, her voice filled with genuine sympathy. "you don't deserve this.”

you clung to ningning, seeking solace in her presence. the betrayal and heartbreak felt overwhelming, but having your roommate and friend by your side provided a small sense of comfort.

after a few moments, you pulled away and wiped your eyes with the back of your hand. slowly, the feeling was seeping into ningning’s heart. the realization of what you were about to do was hitting her like a ton of bricks.

“y/n, what are you doing?” the chinese girl asked slowly, tears still on her waterline.

with shaking breath and a heartbroken stare, you could only muster up the smallest of voices. the sheer sound of it, and the weight of your words, made your roommate’s heart shatter.

“there’s nothing left for me here, ning.”

no. no. no. you were going to leave. after everything, you were going to just leave.

she was going to be alone again.

all i want is

all i need is

ningning's heart constricted with a mix of fear and desperation as she listened to your words. the thought of losing you, of being alone again, was unbearable. she couldn't let you go through this pain alone, couldn't bear the thought of you leaving.

"you still have me," she pleaded, her voice trembling with emotion. "we'll find a way through this. i'll support you, no matter what. please, don't leave."

tears streamed down ningning's face as she desperately clung to the hope that you would reconsider. she couldn't bear the thought of losing you.

“you are all going to debut, ning. i’m not.” you answered with a sad smile. “you’ve made it, ning. go live your dream.”the chinese girl shook her head rapidly. “no. i’ll remove myself from the group then. i refuse to do this without you.”

“yizhuo.”

ningning felt this feeling before. she felt it when her father left her at the airport in harbin and told her he couldn’t leave with her. and now here she was, reliving that same sinking feeling with you.

to find somebody

i'll find somebody

tears streamed down ningning's face as she fought to keep her voice steady. "i don’t want to be an idol without you."

you looked at ningning, your heart torn between the pain of leaving and staying here. the thought of continuing without your friend felt impossible, but so did giving up on your own dreams.

"you and the others will be the best idols this generation has ever seen," you said, your voice filled with a mix of love and anguish. "you have worked so hard for this, and i can't ask you to give it up for me."

ningning shook her head, her voice filled with determination. "no." she reached out and gently held your hands, her teary eyes pleading with you to understand. "you don’t understand.”

“listen,” your voice wavered at the end as your own tears continued to fall. “i love you more than anything, and just meeting you has made all this time worth it.”

“you’re all i have left, y/n!” ningning sobbed out, hands shaking as she gripped yours. “i have no one else if you go.” she said the last part in a desperate whisper.

ooh, if you loved me

why did you leave me

as ningning's words echoed in your ears, the weight of her desperation and love sank deep into your heart. you saw the fear and vulnerability in her eyes, and how she looked like a scared child.

it broke you.

in that moment, you realized that your decision affected not only your own life but also the life of the person who had become your confidante and your best friend. the thought of leaving ningning behind, and leaving her alone again, felt unbearable.

with tears streaming down your face, you held onto ningning's hands tightly, your voice filled with a mix of sadness and determination. "i can't bear the thought of losing you either. but i have to do this for myself."

ningning's grip tightened on your hands, her voice choked with emotion. "promise me, y/n. promise me that you’ll call me every day, and that you won’t just disappear and turn into a stranger."

take my body

a sad and small smile appeared on your lips. “oh ning,” you reached out and gave her a tight hug. “you could never be a stranger to me. i’d recognize your laugh anywhere.” you whispered, feeling your roommate’s body racking with sobs.

ningning clung to you, her body shaking with grief. she held onto the memory of your laughter, the sound that brought her comfort and joy. it pained her to imagine a future without your presence, without your friendship.

with every fiber of your being, you wanted to stay and be there for her. but deep down, you knew that you had to follow your own path, to pursue your dreams and find your own happiness.

and even if she couldn’t admit it out loud at the time, ning knew it too.

"i promise, ning," you whispered softly, your voice filled with sincerity. "i'll call you every day. you'll always be a part of my life, no matter where i am."

ningning held onto you, tears soaking your shoulder as she sobbed. "i don't want to lose you, y/n. i don't want to be alone again."

you held her even tighter, trying to provide even an ounce of comfort that she desperately needed. "you won't be alone, ning. you have the girls, and they have you.”

“when do you leave?” she whispered, sniffling against your shoulder. you felt your heart squeeze before you answered her.

“in the morning.”

all i want is

all i need is

her grip tightened, as if she could physically hold onto the remaining moments you had together. she buried her face in your shoulder, her voice muffled by the fabric of your clothes. "i don't want you to go. it's too soon."

you closed your eyes, your own heart heavy with the weight of impending separation. every fiber of your being wanted to stay, to comfort ningning and find a way to make everything okay. but deep down, you knew that you had to follow the path laid out before you.

“you're not losing me. we're just taking different paths for now."

ningning pulled away slightly, her teary eyes searching yours for any sign of doubt or hesitation. she wanted you to change your mind, to stay by her side, but she knew it was futile.

"i'll miss you," she said, her voice filled with a mixture of sadness and longing.

the ache in your chest intensified, the pain of leaving ningning behind becoming almost unbearable. "i'll miss you too."

when the morning came, the moment of departure arrived. the weight of your luggage felt heavier as you stood at the doorway, ready to step into a new chapter of your life.

ningning stood by your side, her face a mosaic of emotions. she reached out and took your hand, her grip strong and reassuring. "remember, no matter where you go or what you do, you'll always have a home here."

a bittersweet smile graced your lips as tears welled up in your eyes. "thank you for being my home, ning."

to find somebody

i'll find somebody

as the car moved through the quiet night, ningning's mind drifted back to memories of you. she closed her eyes and let herself be transported to the moments you had shared, the laughter, the tears, and the deep conversations that had woven your lives together.

she remembered the late-night talks when you would both pour out your hopes and dreams, supporting each other through every twist and turn. she recalled the times you would stay up all night practicing dance routines, pushing each other to be the best versions of yourselves.

the memories flooded her mind like a montage of cherished moments. your smile, your laughter, and the unspoken understanding between you brought a mixture of warmth and sorrow to her heart.

she could still hear the sound of your voice, the way you would whisper secrets and share your deepest fears. you were the person she could turn to for comfort and the one who could make her laugh until her stomach hurt.

ningning's fingers traced the outline of the necklace you had given her for her birthday before you left.

the pendant, a delicate symbol of a butterfly, now rested against her chest, a constant reminder of you.

a single tear escaped ningning's eye, sliding down her cheek. it held the weight of both joy and sadness, the joy of having experienced such a profound friendship and the sadness of the physical distance that now separated you.

but despite the ache in her heart, ningning knew that you were happier now.

with a deep breath, ningning wiped away the tears as the car stopped at a red light. looking over, she almost started sobbing when she saw you and your new group members on a banner.

she remembered how excited you were when you got the call from hybe, and ning couldn't have been happier for you. but she missed you so dearly.

she wished it was sm who had called you instead, and offered to take you back into the group. but she knew that would never happen.

the rain continued to fall, gently tapping against the windows as the light turned green. in the quiet moments of the car ride, she found herself pulling her phone out and finding your contact.

to: y/n/n

congrats on your debut :)

after she pressed sent, she found herself wiping more tears from her eyes, and cleaning off the few that had fallen onto her phone screen during the process.

and as she looked out into the dark, rain-soaked night, a glimmer of hope sparked within ningning. perhaps, someday, your paths would physically cross again, and you would once again be able to share the laughter, the tears, and the unbreakable bond that had defined your friendship.

it was all she wanted then, and it was all she wanted now.

┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ✫ ˚♡ ⋆｡ ❀ ┊ ☪︎⋆ ⊹ ┊ . ˚ ✧

you and jimin met as trainees before she debuted, and you two never felt more in love. however, once she breaks up with you before her debut, you completely leave SM entertainment under the notion of needing a fresh start. you eventually debuted a few years later in le sserafim, where you met huh yunjin and have slowly started developing feelings for the idol. much to karina's dismay, she hates to see you have moved on, but deep in your own heart, you still can't help but feel as if maybe she has forgotten about you.

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~Fox and their love-sick hound~

Yan!Dog!Rook x Fox!Mc

Warning: yandere, hunting (its rook...), stalking, drugs??,

I really wanted to write something for this. like I said in the mainly art version of this. I 100% think Rook as a Dog is a Golden retriever. they're hunting dogs but also little ray of sunshine. i know there is a movie about the fox and the hound but in the movie the dog is a blood hound. but rook... as a golden retriever.. i had to qwq

~~You found the fanfic! There’s an art piece that goes with this, here you go! Enjoy ^^~~

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Surprise! surprise! the classes were over and everyone were doing their club activity. You were just stopping by each club to see how everyone was doing. a friendly visit, you can say.

You stopped by the music club and saw that their 3 members were playing a new rhythm game on cater's phone.

You stopped by the Basketball club. you quickly left when you say Floyd throwing the balls like they were dodgeballs...

you stopped by the board game club. Azul and Idia were playing a card game that you couldn't understand with Azul honey laced words trying to explain it to you.

you see the film club in the hallway for a film shot. vil seems to be lecturing a freshmen... fun.

you see malleus on the roof looking at gargoyles, you wave to him and he waves back.

you watched Riddle ride his horse, flawlessly. Silver was sleeping on a horse and Sebek was screaming at him to wake up.. fun.

the magical shift club were playing their game

you see Jack and Deuce running around the school and you quickly yelled at them to not to drink water.

now the science club, you were honestly on the fence on even entering. its nothing about the club that made you uncomfortable. it was a certain hunter that did.

when you first meet him, he went on and on with compliments about your beauty. at first it was nice and quite flattering but it started to make you feel uncomfortable and you started to feel a little self-conscious. did everyone notice that you misplace your buttons? or did everyone notice the way you part your hair? all this "positive" attention was too much for you to handle and when you confront him about it.... it was like he was holding back before cause now he just wont stop! You started to avoid him every chance you got. the spotlight was just too much for you to take and you didn't have the heart to tell anyone about how you felt about this. it was too embarrassing and frankly silly to not like all the "praise".

you were still at the door to the science club... and you really didn't want to leave this club with say hi or checking in like the others... plus! Trey will be there! he might help if Rook does... a Rook.

You took a deep breathe for courage and open the door. you were introduced to a cloud of purple mist that smelled floral but sour? with the force of the mist, you were knocked down on the floor. you immediately braced yourself on the floor. the mist took a good minute for it clear out.

"Little pup! Are you okay?"

towering over you stood Divus Crewel, you couldn't see his face but you did see his coat which helped you to identify him. his hand was extended to you.

"im okay.. what happened here??"

you took his hand and stood. with your other hand, you waved off the remaining mist.

"tsk.. it seems a pup mixed the wrong herbs to the base making the reactions to be more... monstrous than it was intended. we normally have good ventilation here but.. frankly, if you haven't open the doors, we'd likely suffocated by the fumes, so thank you pup."

he starts to walk away to check his students, leaving you standing there process what he said... good thing you went into the science club then huh.. you thought. you make your way in the class room and helped some of the students clear out the rest of the mist, it was still kinda hard to see everyone but with a little wave of a notebook as a makeshift fan, it cleared up quickly.

you noticed that there is a lot of beastmen in here? weird but you didnt seem to mind too much. the kicker is when you recognize a non-beastmen beastmen.

"trey? aww you have cute little doggy ears!"

Trey has cute dog ears on his head! one of the ear's is up and the other is flopped down. They were just the cutest! As you were distacted by his ears, he laughs and turns to show off his tail. he knew what he was doing.

"heh.. we were making transformation potions kinda like the sea Witch but instead of turning merfolk into human, we tried humans into beastmen."

"ah.. that makes sense but... umm... may i..?"

you motion to his tail and ears. he lets out a charming laugh and nods. your face beamed as he bends down to you so you can pet his ears. they were so soft and when you brushed your finger on the bottom edge of his ears, they twitched. you tried to hold your joyish squeal and just hugged trey.

"hehe... im guessing you like my ears and tail?"

"mhmm..." you said in his shoulder

"you dont look half bad yourself, perfect"

you felt a flitch on your... head, no... ears? you immediately push yourself off trey and ran to the nearest glass shelf to look at yourself in the reflection. you had big long ears standing on your head. they looked a lot bigger than trey's ears but not like bunny ears. you looked at your behind and saw you had a big long tail. it was flowy and the fur looked coarse but soft too.

"but how-?"

"it was likely when you opened the door, and the mist hit you. any ways, i need to check with Professor Crewel and see when an antidote can be made. if you don't mind perfect, can you help out the other freshmen to clean up? we should get this place clear out of the mist or any hidden residue. there's extra lab coats and gloves over here."

"o-oh! ya sure. i dont mind."

you ran to slip on a lab coat and... felt someone's eyes on you. you looked around and everyone seemed to do their own thing. maybe your just not used to the extra sensations with your ears and tail?

you shrugged it off and hurried to check on everyone and clean up.

"..."

~~~~~

3 days...

3 days until you ears and tail were gone. Trey said since they were mimicking the sea witch's merfolk to human potion. they estimate they potion will last for 3 days. anyone with ears and tail (that aren't suppose to) are suppose to check with professor crewel immediately.

Frankly ace and epel are not helping! they keep laughing and messing with you. blowing wind in your direction to watch you ears and tail twitch. if you're nice they use magic, if not, they get close and blow in your ear.

"my gosh! quit it!"

the only time they actually stopped (until next time) is when deuce and jack are protecting you from them. such sweet hearts. they compliment it and Deuce actually ask to feel them, he's just curious!

Sebek isn't much help either. he doesn't play jokes on you but his yelling is 10x worst now. you were half tempted to go straight to malleus or lilia and ask if they can talk to sebek about his volume.

other than that everything has gone quiet... its just smooth sailing. until 3 days is up, you continued your day like normal. you get comments here and there but everyone (except ace and epel) has been main respectful. bet the science club are getting lots of questions. maybe some went to azul for a temp cure, i mean, scarabia can be really loud with all the parties. what about Trey? cater is probably all over him with request for pictures or maybe he should get ears and a tail.

you laughed to yourself as you make it back to the Ramshackle dorm. Grim is with ace and deuce right now, after they were caught messing with the desserts. so you have alone time for a while, yippy!

your ear twitched and you quickly turned around to find... no one there.. maybe.. an animal? with too many strange feelings, the ears and tail sensing things, you just haven't been able to feel alone recently.. you quicken your steps and rushed inside your dorm. you quickly locked the doors and check the rest of house. locking doors and windows. you did a quick clean of the place, no hanging jackets or clothes that can be mistaken as figures in the house. you're suppose to just enjoy alone time... which you don't feel alone.. which is concerning.. you run to your room and try to get comfortable. new clothes, and your phone with ace and deuce's number on standby.

you lay down on your bed and took a deep breathe.. then you were out like a light.

~~~~~

running.

how and why were you running? it was the third day, you were suppose to say good bye to the ears and tails, plus the strange feelings those ears and tail senses you couldn't shake off. you were tired of it, the first day, they were really cool to have and the senses were really neat but the strange feeling of just something, or someone, just made the whole experience sour for you. even when you were in the ramshackle dorm with grim, grim had to contently be your voice of reason, which is new but not unwelcomed. you could tell that grim was starting to worry for you, which made you feel a little guilty.

that night, you needed some fresh air. once you were out of the dorm, you sat on the pouch. the cold winds felt nice on your ears. you took a deep breathe and looked at the stars to calm your nerves. you just had to wait a few more hours... until midnight, right? you took a few minutes to just relax in the stars until you felt like you had enough and started to make you way inside.

when you stepped inside, you were greeted with a shadowy figure in your way. you froze, all you can see from his figure were their sharp eyes. no one moved for a moment...

....

the figured jumped at your direction! the ears and tail wasn't just for show, the potion gave you beastmen abilities too, like speed and strength. but mainly the speed part is important right now.

you swiftly jumped out of the way and ran.

you didn't know where to go. if you try to run to the other dorms, it'll take you some time just to get into the hall of mirrors. but if you head to the forest by ramshackle, there's a tiny chance you lose this creep but if they catch you, its all over for you.

you had to pick no chance or a tiny chance!

but you have beastmen senses, if you go into the forest. maybe they'll aid you away from this creep!!

who cares, just run!!

~~~~~

...

you were hiding now...

you do have beastmen abilities now but doesn't mean you still wont get tired. you were hiding in a little hole, two fallen trees made this small hole in the ground and you were so grateful that you noticed it. maybe you could run out of the forest now and hide in another building? maybe you successfully made the creep lost? hopefully..

you tired your luck, your chest felt so heavy but you had to get help.

you tired to be slow and quiet as you crawled out of the hole. an arrow was shot right in front of you, in the ground. you let out a quick scream and ran.

your running was short lived when heard a whistle in the wind and a sharp pain in your leg, you were shot. you fell and rolled into the dirt.

this is it. you couldn't make it home and now no one will hear from you again. you felt like your life was flashing before your eyes. regrets... guilts... what was the last thing you said to everyone..? would they be okay without you..? would you be okay without them...?! you feel hot tears falling from your eyes. you didn't want to go like this! there was so much you wanted to experience in twisted wonderland! please someone, hel-

"Aww~ Trickster, no need for these tears. shh... i was only playing~"

your heart downed, you slowly turned your head around to see him, Rook Hunt.. he stepped closer to you so you can see him better. he had floppy golden ears on his head and a wagging tail to follow...

"Aw~ My Trickster~ i see I've stolen your breathe away so let me explain. the day where you heroically saved everyone in the science club from our demise, we, including yourself, were gifted beastmen abilities. id admit, it took every fiber of my being to not just jump you when you were all over Chevalier des Roses. but.. i decided, since we were gifted these abilities, i should test them out. to understand your creations, you must test them. so i selfishly took on the hunt for my mon cher renarde~~"

he took off his hat and bowed, taking one of your hand and gently kissing your knuckles. you were too shocked to even respond. you were feeling too many emotions at once. does this mean you'll live? Rook was the strange figure that you sensed... that's why you haven't seen him in days. he did all of this to test the potion...? he shot you in the leg!!

you started to feel little headed and just collapsed on the floor. as you were falling in and out of conciseness, rook picked you up bridle style and started to talk some more.

"Ahh~ Mon cher Renarde~ watching you deny your instincts only to let them take over was truly an honor. Vraiment magnifique~ your cute little twitches, ahh~ i couldn't get enough. i might force you to take the potion again.."

he stops and smiles at you. a smile that made you feel sick.

"hehe~ just kidding~"

...

"unless..."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

French words!! i used google translate so sorry for the people who knows french.

Mon cher Renarde = my dear fox

Vraiment magnifique = truly beautiful

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