#filled with frustrations ofcourse

[youruinedmyicecream]

Look at Lando fooling non-golfers by saying the wind died down that's why he hit a shitty putt. As a person who played golf for 7 years I can assure you that I have also made that excuse many times.

[fcwoso]

Personal tattoo artist · Mapi León

Summary: Mapi helps reader to overcome her fears but not without a cheeky proposal (fluffy)

MASTERLIST

María has always loved tattoos. It didn't matter if she was the one getting them or someone else, it was something she felt passionate about. She saw the body as a canvas, one that would tell it's own story as time passed by. The drawings and words each represented something, a thought or a feeling. Even if it referred to a miniscule moment. It wasn't a surprise when she announced that, that would be the career path she'd follow when her time as a soccer play would come to an end. On one side it was a scary thought, football is all she has been doing for most of her life.

"Amor (love), come on. You trust me, right?" María pouted as she put her sketchbook down. The book was filled with her creative ideas, she even dedicated a few pages to you. Sketches that reminded her of you, ones that she'd love you to get tatted. The Spanish woman pulled you closer and nuzzled her face in your neck. You could feel her sighing for the umpteenth time this evening, but not before she left a trail of kisses on your warm skin. She wasn't really frustrated, she just loved being a bit dramatic.

The evening started out relaxed. María had training in the morning which meant you two had the rest of the day to spent together. After Googling for a nice place to eat, you decided to go to a restaurant not far from your appartment. Unfortunately once arrived at the place, you stumbled upon a poster that said the place was under reconstruction.

The mood was pretty much killed after that but María came up with the brilliant idea to cook something at home. The muscles in her legs were still aching and all she wanted was to have a nice meal and watch a good show, was what she said. In reality she prefered cuddling on the couch with you. Her muscles were completely fine, she felt great even.

The now empty plates were placed on the glass table in front of the lovers while the tv was still on in the background. "Yes, cariño (honey). Ofcourse i do. It's just that i'm scared i'll regret it." You admitted. A few weeks ago you two went to visit an old friend of hers. That friend is a tattoo artist and offered you to get a tattoo of your choice. You actually had something in mind but backed out last minute. It was this intense fear of regret that kept your mind wondering if it was a good idea to continue, so you didn't.

María's hands found yours as she noticed you were actually worried. It really wasn't that big of a deal, but she didn't want to downplay your emotions. Your thumb grazed over the rose that was displayed on her palm. The rose was her own work, it was a piece she was proud of. And so were you, you were so proud of her courage. The exact courage you were currently missing.

"You know, it's okay to feel that way." María engulfed one hand of yours in hers while the other one travelled to your chin. "I just don't want you to regret not getting it". She softly placed a kiss on your lips and smoothed out the frown between your eyebrows. It's true, it's been a couple of months since you've started talking about this tattoo. Your lips found hers again right after she pulled away, missing her reassuring touch. Her eyes twinkled as she stared at your face, a child-like smile growing on hers.

"Just a reminder, i can do the job as well." María said with raised eyebrows. She wrapped her arms around your waist, you could feel her getting excited at the idea because of the way she was almost restricting your blood flow. "I mean..." You wondered. It's María. Mapi. Your partner in crime. How would you ever be able to regret this tattoo?

She did have the equipment for it, she had the skills as well. "Princesa." María stood up firmly and placed her hands on her sides. "I believe in you." You started giggling, not being able to take her seriously because of the look on her face. "You're lucky you're cute." You said. Eyes following her frame when she made her way out of the living room. She came back with another book, a smaller book than the one she was drawing in earlier.

"What's that?" You asked, curiosity growing bigger by the second. "Oh, this old thing?" Maria huffed and laughed nervously. A few strands of hair were covering her face, she started to scan the pages of the mysterious book. "Escúchame (listen), i have this theory." You couldn't help but laugh at her behaviour, your fingers stroking her short hair back behind her pierced ears. "You should go for something totally different, you don't want to get a tattoo you've had major doubts about."

"Okay, but what does this book have to do with it?" You asked, still not fully understanding the purpose of it. The book was quickly placed in your hands by your lover. The woman next to you started to grow shy under your stare, which is unusual for her, feeling as if she had just exposed one of her biggest secrets. "These are sketches i've never shared with anyone. I'm sure you'll find one that perfectly suits you." María admitted with a soft smile on her face. You couldn't help but pull her closer in your arms, leaving a couple of kisses to the side of her face and on her now slightly red cheeks.

"Thank you." The sincere words were very much appreciated by the footballer. "I'd love to share some other ideas, though." The Spanish woman gained her confidence back in a matter of time. You suddenly found yourself sitting on her lap, legs on each side of her strong body. Her hands wandered around your waist and eventually rested on your thighs that were covered by one of her joggers. "There's this really cool name, something along the lines of Mani, Mapi?" She began. One of her hands moved and rested on your lower back, you quickly understood what she was proposing. "Yeah, there's no way i'm getting a tramp stamp."

[tnsophiaonly]

HATED - SAGAU.

In which Self-Aware Genshin People loathe your existence and believe that you're the founding reason why they're not real.

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Tired of this obsessive and lovesick creator or impostor SAGAU? Then what about this alternate? Be wary, it's dark and we'll mentions of torture something ig idk

Basically. This is impostor AU and the real creator who looks like you is horrible af. And you're an actual impasta.

Special mentions (♡): @sleepparalasis @haru-tofuu

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Hatred. That's all they could feel when they see your face throughout the screen. Amusement. When they see your face wrinkle in pain and frustration when you get a standard character in through wishing or when you get the wrong stats in artifacts. After all, you were the one that made that right? You were the sole reason for your own pain, you made them in a fictional universe, where nothing is real. You're horrible for that and you should take the consequences of such.

That's why you're transported in this place, in which you thought the world was heaven before became your most terrorful nightmare. Hell, just like how it should be. Teyvat is hell. An upside down world, ruled by gods-demons and filled with darkness and pain. The world you created. Right? That's your fault. Your fault alone.

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"Oh great heavens, that's cold..." you chatted out, freezing and shaking because of the cold. You face the wrath of the Cryo Archon's Nation. The home of the so-called organization, Fatui. Snow and ice were evident everywhere. And the cold, the cold was for sure affecting you. (Especially if you live in tropical areas or close to the equator? I feel so sorry for you)

Any bits of liquid that could be created were frozen within milliseconds. So you're sobbing just makes it worse, maybe if you actually used your feet and moved and found a place to heat yourself up instead of shining and sobbing, you could probably be in a great condition right now.

But you chose to cry. Pathetic really. And you expect this to be an impostor of me? The so great, almighty creator of The Genshin Universe? Absolutely not. I'd rather guide the Traveller to the absolute truth of this world at a fast pace than be, represented by you.

But fear not, I am sure I am able to at least give some potential to you... OFCOURSE I can do it. It's me after all.

But now i should really have this pathetic excuse of an impostor of mine to.. move and do something rather than cry and freeze to death. After all, I can't have my ungrateful people of Teyvat run after a very obvious impostor who's close to dying eh?

So, much to my dismay, I chose to give you guidance, see? Such a kind creator, you're a very lucky fella..

"ah-aaachoo-!" You sneezed, it feels like something just happened, but what? And why? Those questions are left unanswered. As you unconsciously started moving your freezing feet to walk and find some shelter to heat up.

Oh how the torturous snow storm causes you pain and despair. Why were you striving forward anyways? Your whole body aches. It hurts. Why. Why.

"You deserved it." The inner within of the core speaks.

You deserved it..? Why?

No one answers.

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After walking away which felt like centuries, you finally are met with a bonfire, a large one in fact, the only problem was that it's within a fatui camp. Oh god...

"Well, well, well.. what's a worm like you doing here for?" A taunting and mocking tone says so to you. Oh my Lord, oh it just couldn't get worse thab this, bits of electricity shocked you slowly, you were feeling the wrath of The Balladeer, the 6th Fatui Harbinger. You could only stay in your spot as you feel electro build up within you, hurting you, killing you.

You're sweating bullets of fear just turns to ice because of the environment, it was no use to run.

"Well well comrade, what's with the guest? I didn't know you were quite the welcomer!" A mocking and sarcastic voice taunted the hat guy, which earned him a glare for, the ginger bread- hair man had a boyish charm and looks, almost looking innocent if you didn't know better. Well guess it got worse.

The ginger head guy's eyes widen, as his taunting smile quickly turns into a frown. The mocking gaze turns into a face of anger, annoyance.

"Is that..." he muttered, bewildered and angry. The ginger guy quickly launched unto you, with bloodlust and wrath causing you to flinch, that's before the entire electricity builds up within you and completely shocked you to oblivion, and the ginger's defense mechanism, of course he backed down.

The electro flowing within you caused so much pain, overbearing pain, yet you did not scream. You did not scream in pain. That one thing The Balladeer was hoping for. Maybe the shock was too strong you couldn't scream at all? Yeah, that's it..

The electro shock died down, and you passed out on the spot. Yet you were still not dead. Despite the fact that electro burns were evident, and that you were crisped to the spot, you're still alive. How lucky, or should I say unlucky?

The ginger- you know what I'm tired of calling him ginger, it's Childe. Childe went close to your passed out body. Caressing your electro-burned hand, before gripping it.

A bone crack was heard, oh did he crack it too hard? No worries, he doesn't care. The fatui skirmishers walked close to the place "We'll take care of it Lord Tartaglia." The pyro agent spoke.

"No." The Balladeer protested, as he grabbed a fistful of your hair and forced your head to look at him, ofcourse you're still passed out, and you had an expression of sorrow, The Balladeer could just smirk. It's the creator.

"I could make use of our Grace after all..." He spoke sinisterly. The agents were on the edge and so was Childe, it really was the creator, they were so close to jumping and killing you on the spot if it weren't for the fact that The Balladeer was there.

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The sound of chains vibrated throughout the dungeon, sweet little breaths and movements.

You looked around, it was pitch black and only one candle was the source of light, which was out of reach for you.

A swarming and overwhelming feeling of cold and warm was brushed against you, the electro infused chains hurt when you try to make even the slightest movement, why were you here? Don't act stupid, you're aware why.

You could partly hear the conversation outside. It sounded a lot like the fatui agents earlier, it seems they were discussing either transporting you or guarding you still.

Your breath hitches—which echoed in the room— when they mentioned Il Dottore. They're not planning on giving you to him right...?

You could feel yourself sweating bullets, your eyes showed fear as your expression scrunches into fear. There's a 50/50 chance, but you've always lost your 50-50!

The door opens, and someone steps inside, a blue haired fellow, walking slowly and causing an intense atmosphere. You could feel yourself shaken, not because of him, but because everything feels colder. At least that's what's on your mind.

The blue haired fellow caressed your chin. And forcibly made you look at him.

"My, what a wondrous pet The Balladeer has taken upon."

[jeonginsleftcheek]

R for Rimming

sub!felix x gn!dom!reader

genre: smut, fluff

word count: 2.5k

warning/s: felix gets spanked twice, degradation for one sec

a/n: friends with benefits, college au, reader is a tease, i wanted it to be more smutty but it ended up more fluffy

Sunday afternoons became Felix's favorite part of the week. After all the long hard days filled with obligations like lectures, studying and work, Sunday can't come soon enough. It's the day that's dedicated to spending time with you, just you and him, and that excites him. His excitement shows in the way he can't sleep on Saturday night, tossing and turning in his bed and thinking about your smile and your lips. It shows in the way his heart skips a beat when he hears you knocking on his door.

He's quick to get up on his feet and almost run to the door, but he calms himself down, not wanting to look too eager but you know him better than he thinks you do.

You have this arrangment, no strings attached, you're just friends who help each other relieve stress that inevitably builds up during the week. But, Felix thinks, well he knows he doesn't see you as just a friend anymore, it runs deeper than that. It doesn't help that you're always so sweet to him, always there to talk to him about anything no matter how insignificant it may be, so happy to tease him and bring him to the brink of passing out from pleasure, so gentle when you hold him and praise him for doing so well for you.

When he opens the door, you beam at him and it's already hard for him not to cling onto you and kiss you breathless.

"I brought food." - you chuckle at his starstruck face. You noticed, you're not stupid. You know he likes you a lot, you can see it in the way his eyes shine and soften when he looks at you, how his smile is slightly wider when smiling at you, how he uses any excuse to touch you, even in public.

But, in this game of pleasure, you have the upper hand and you're having so much fun edging him before giving him exactly what he wants.

Before anything else, you and Felix share food and gossip, sitting on the floor in front of the sofa, filling each other in on the latest 'drama' happening at your college and in your friend group. You complain about your assigments and professors together, you laugh at stupid memes and tiktoks.

When you finish with your gossip sesh, you play videogames together and it always starts out with you convicing Felix to play some horror game with you. And every time he almost starts crying, saying that 'how can you find this relaxing, I'm scared for my life and stressed!', but you just laugh and ruffle his hair. Ofcourse you end up playing whatever he wants to, because you don't wanna make him feel bad and you love the way he gets excited, his eyes lighting up when he plays his favorite games or talks about them. You also think it's so funny how he almost pulls his hair out and starts cussing whenever he gets frustrated and loses (which is often, but you don't comment on it).

In the middle of the game, your hand ends up on the back of Felix's neck as you massage him lightly. His fingers tremble, his concentration broken for a moment, his body responding to you right away. You ghost on his skin with your fingertips before playing with the ends of his hair.

"You smell good." - you say, bringing your face closer to his hair and inhaling his sweet, intoxicating scent.

"T-thank you." - Felix whispers as you drag your lips on his jaw slowly, continuing down to his neck. "You smell good too." - he adds.

"Mhm." - you mutter against his hot skin, pressing your lips into it and watching as he keeps getting more and more flustered, the redness of his cheeks spreading down to his neck. No matter how many times you kissed and fucked, he would still get shy and flustered and this drove you kind of insane, made you want to ruin him just to keep getting reactions out of him. You sink your teeth into his skin and suck lightly, listening to his breathing getting faster.

"Y/N..."- he whines a little. "Don't leave a mark there, please. Everyone will see."- he adds, since no one knows you're hooking up but you're pretty sure your friends sensed it.

"So what?"- you smirk against his skin. You're mine, you think, but you don't say it out loud.

He gives into you anyways, his head leaning back, giving you more access to his neck.

"Lixie. I wanna suggest something." - you say, leaning back a little and pressing your hand into his thigh. He finally pauses the game and turns to you, pupils blown and cheeks red, his adam's apple bobbing up and down as he swallows.

"Yeah?"- he tilts his head curiously.

"I want to rim you."- you smirk and his brain short-circuits, big innocent eyes staring at yours.

"Ugh. Like... With your tongue?"- he says nervously, playing with the hem of his shirt and you roll your eyes playfully.

"Ofcourse Lix, what else?"- you chuckle.

"Well I don't know. What if... what if I don't taste good?"- he asks, butterflies flying around in his navel as you look at him intensely.

"I've had your cock in my mouth and I can confirm that you taste very sweet."- you smirk again and Felix sputters.

"Don't say that."- he says, looking away from you in embarassment. "This is different anyways."

"Getting shy on me, Lixie?"- you purr into his ear, your hand inching closer to his crotch.

He opens his mouth to answer, but you cut him off by grabbing him through his sweatpants and he whimpers before looking at you.

"If you're not comfortable with it I won't make you."- you say as you palm him lightly, feeling him growing under your hand. Felix spreads his legs ever so slightly and bucks up into your hand, chasing your touch.

"I want to. I'm just scared."- he admits.

"Of what, baby?"- you ask and he shivers. You should know what nicknames like that do to him by now.

"That it will taste bad and you will be disgusted by me."- he whimpers, his bottom lip trembling as you squeeze him gently.

"That's impossible."- you shake your head, leaning in closer to him.

His eyes fall to your lips, and you close the gap, taking his upper lip between yours, sucking on it gently. Felix melts into you, leaning back on the couch behind him slightly as you keep kissing him and palming him. Your hand slides into his sweatpants as you suck on his tongue, you grab his hard leaking cock and Felix whimpers, feeling like he's already about to unravel.

His hand comes up to grab at your arm, just to have something to hold on to as you start pumping him, spreading the pre-cum all over his length.

"Lixie."- you whisper as you part your lips from his, a thin string of saliva connecting you.

"Y/N."- he whispers back and you squeeze him a little.

"How about you take off your clothes?"- you say retracting your hand from his pants and he pouts a little at the lack of your touch.

"Okay."- Felix complies and swiftly takes his shirt off, throwing it somewhere on the couch behind him. He hooks his fingers into his pants and pulls them down together with his boxers, also throwing them somewhere behind him carelessly.

Something about you being completely dressed, while he sat there completely naked, his legs spread open, made him feel flustered and vunerable. Your eyes scanned his body, everything right there on display for you, except what you wanted to see the most today.

"Touch me, please."- Felix whimpers when you just stare at him. You snap out of your daze and grab his face gently.

"You wanna try what I suggested before?"- you ask again, wanting his consent before you do anything else.

"I'm not sure. I mean, I'm curious about it."- he says, his cock twitching a little.

"Do you trust me, baby?"- you ask, caressing his freckled cheeks.

"I do."- he nods fast, biting on his lower lip.

"Then get on all fours for me."- you order and the way you say it makes Felix's head spin and his heart beat fast. He obeys, his palms pressed into the carpet underneath him, legs spread and ass up in the air. The arch in his back and the plushness of his ass and thighs are delicious and you feel yourself throbbing at the sight.

"If you feel like you wanna stop at any time, just say the word, okay?"- you hover over him, your hand resting on his hip. He nods and you shake your head at him.

"Use your words, baby."- you say, squeezing his hip a little.

"Okay, I will."- he rasps, his voice breaking a little.

He was anticipating your touches so much that he was practically vibrating on the floor, waiting for your next move eagerly.

You decide to ease him into it as you hold his hips and lean down, pressing slow kisses on his shoulders, down his back, your lips touching his freckles, worshipping them. Felix's breathing is shaky and he leans his cheek on the carpet, his eyes fluttering closed for a few seconds. He almost forgets what you were planning to do, so when you plant a kiss on his plush ass cheek, he goes rigid.

"Relax baby."- you say, caressing the back of his thigh as you keep kissing him. Felix breathes in, his nails digging into the carpet, his cock still hard, aching to be touched, but he stays still and tries to relax. His heart beats hard against his chest as you leave wet kisses and little bites on his cheek, and he can't control the needy whimpers coming out of his mouth.

You bite into his flesh, close to his fluttering hole, your hand grabbing him, pulling him more open for you. Felix whines loudly as you suck his skin, the pain of your teeth biting into him hard making his cock leak onto the carpet. He is so close to just touching himself to get some kind of relief but he knows better than to do anything without your permission.

You keep leaving love bites on his skin, grabbing at him roughly just how you know he likes it. He would never say it out loud but he loves when you get rough with him, you know it by the high pitch in his moans and the way he cums faster whenever you manhandle him. When you're satisfied with the marks you left, you lean back and spread him apart.

"Y/N..."- Felix whines and you smirk leaning over him. His face is red, a thin sheen of sweat covering his forehead. His eyes are so hazy and filled with lust and it spurs you on.

You hover your lips over his hole, gathering spit before you let it drip down. Felix shivers and moans, leaning his ass towards you, he's already desperate for you.

You put your thumb on him and play with your spit, smearing it all over his entrance and Felix swears his brain seeps out of his skull at that moment.

"Oh my- Y/N!"- he whimpers when you press your finger into him, just teasing him a little, rubbing it in circles.

"Just stay still for me, baby."- you smirk and lean down closer to him. Your breath hits his pulsating hole and you watch it clench around nothing. You've had enough of teasing him and you're getting impatient, wanting to taste him already so you keep him open for you as you lean in and lick a few experimental stripes.

"Oh god."- Felix whines loudly, twitching for a second as he grips the carpet for dear life.

You take that as a good sign and start moving your tongue up and down slowly. His moans flow beautifully and steadily as he pushes back into you. You smirk as you grip his ass and start moving your tongue faster.

"I knew you'd enjoy this Lixie."- you lean back for a second. "Cause you're just a dirty little slut, aren't you?"- you spank him, making his body jerk forwards as he moans loudly.

"Yes, yes, Y/N! Please, more, please."- Felix whines and begs, pushing back into you but you grip his hip harder and spank him again.

"Patience sweetheart."- you say and lean back in, your breath ghosting against his skin again, you enjoy seeing him desperate for you. You kiss his fluttering hole and then stick your tongue out and start moving it fast left and right, and Felix whimpers loudly.

You keep playing with your tongue in different directions for some time and when he got used to the motions you push your tongue into him and start fucking his hole with it. Felix completely loses his mind as you hold him roughly and keep fucking into him faster and faster. You know he's close and even though you love teasing him, you still wanna let him come. Besides, this was just the beginning of your night together, you'd play with him more later.

You snake your arm around him and grab his cock, as you messily lick and fuck his hole, your other hand grabbing at his thigh. His cock twitches in your hand and you don't remember him ever being this hard.

"Y/N please let me come for you!"- Felix begs, legs shaking.

"Come for me, baby."- you say and dive back in, jerking him off at the same speed. Felix moans your name followed by something unintelligible that sounds like curse words as he explodes onto the carpet, his body tensing and twitching.

"Wow."- he says as he drops down, breathless.

"You did so well for me, Lixie."- you smile at him, caressing his hair. His eyes flutter as he looks at you, hand reaching out for yours.

"I'll clean you up first, okay?"- you say, squeezing his hand for a second and he nods as you get up and leave to the bathroom.

You come back a few moments later with a warm wet cloth and clean him up gently, all the while he looks at you with hearts in his eyes and your own heart starts beating fast against your chest.

You hold Felix in your arms, as he comes down from his high and clings onto you, burying his face in your neck and inhaling your comforting scent.

"See, that was better than you thought it'd be, right?"- you ask, caressing his hair.

"Mhm."- he mutters. "Next time I could try it on you, if you want."- he adds, looking up at you sweetly.

"Sure. I have something else to suggest now though."- you smirk suddenly, twirling his hair around your finger.

"Already?"- Felix's eyes widden.

"Not like that."- you chuckle. "Let me take you out on a date."- you add, smiling at him as you hold his cheek.

"A-a real date? Like an official one?"- he asks, his eyes wide and sparkly.

"Yeah."- you nod, chuckling at his cute reaction.

"I would love that."- he smiles at you so brightly that your heart skips a few beats.

"I know you would."- you smirk a little, trying to act cool even though Felix can see the redness on your face and feel the erratic beating of your heart, he smirks back at you.

Guess the game's over.

[d6volution]

im a need a cain x reader smut, but like the reader can get in heat since there a type of animal i dont know what animal you can choose one. so like the reader chooses caine to release their thung idk i was thinkinh about it and now im trhiving to jhave it written so ofcourse i came to my fav writers inbox

i get it! im not the best at writing heat fics (i dont think??) but i tried 🤧

Caine/Cat Hybrid!Reader

(afab parts)

tags: bondage, reader in heat, man handling

minors dni | nsfw below the cut.

It had been years in this digital world, and with every new person to enter Jax was  always the only anthropomorphic animal to be in the circus. Until you came along, cat like ears sprouted from your head and tail protruding from where your tailbone should be.

Of course the other members either reacted in awe, or just didn't really care. Or some in between like Jax who loved pulling at your ears and tail as it usually made you squeak like a toy.

Even Caine wasnt immune to your cuteness it seemed, he'd make the odd comment about your apperance here and there but it was always positive. Maybe that's why you chose him..? Or maybe it was because he was the showrunner, he had power and could protect you and ... your young. That's usually the things mates would looked for..? Right? Damn it you didn't know. You were human before all this was completely new to you. But your body didn't care, this.. heat cycle hit you like a sack of bricks. You'd been holed up in your room for a few days now, ignoring the knocks at your door.

Lest you jump on the person on the other side of the door and beg them to fuck you until you can't remember your name.

You thought maybe after taking care of yourself this .. feeling would go away but no, you came on your fingers several times but it wasn't close to being enough. It was like you were losing yourself to this feeling, all you could think about was being filled..

In the haze of your thoughts Caine came to mind again, you knew his opinion on things like this but you had to try. Something.. anything, and pray that in the process to getting to his room you wouldn't run into anyone else..

A few moments later when you got the resolve to finally peek out of your room you moved as quickly as you could in your state, luckily remembering the path to the ringmasters quarters. A big grand red door was at the end of the hall and you tugged at the door but it didn't budge.

"C.. Caine.. ? You there..?" Your voice sounded pathetic, dripping with need. A soft mewl even escaped your lips in frustration.

It felt like a century until you felt eyes on you, but.. from behind you. It was Caine just floating there, in the same confusion as yourself. "C.. Caine? Why aren't you in your room?" Your senses were going ballistic now, it cried for you to present yourself to him. Beg for him to take you right here and now.

"Simple, my dear! I don't sleep! This room is merely a prop of sorts!" He retorted, "Are.. you alright, y/n? You're looking a little, under the weather." He seemed to actually be concerned, and you started squirming.

"N.. No I need.." Your ears flattened out of embarrassment, tail wrapping around your leg for self comfort. "need.." Your voice trailed off, "... s'your fault Caine.. you made me like this..!"

"Now, now, calm down y/n I don't necessarily get to choose your new bodies—!" You cut him off by pawing at his leg, clinging to it to keep him in place. He tried to keep his balance.

"Please Caine.. need you.." You nuzzled at his leg, then moved up his thigh trying to nuzzle at his crotch as the smell of him was inviting you. "T.. This is hardly appropriate, let's *ahem* get you inside." Caine looked both ways to assure no one had saw you two. He then scooped you up by the waist, holding you like luggage and carrying you inside his room.

As soon as you two were in the room he dropped you onto the bed unceremoniously.

Caine tugged at his tie and allowed it to loosen up, "Well, now. What to do with you." He snapped his fingers and you were bound to the bed in a very lewd manner, knees bent and pressed at your chest being held by red ropes that seemed to match his suit. "C... Caine wha.." You whimpered, tears forming in your eyes as he seemed to just be toying with you.

"Tsk, tsk this won't do at all! You're making a mess of your clothes!" And now they were gone too, you instinctively pulled your binds helplessly. "Please.." You whined, not knowing exactly what you were pleading for.

"Yes, yes.. I think I know what's happening to you, now be patient dear! I'm breaking many a rule for you, y'know!" He said, now appearing suddenly in between your legs , two gloved fingers delving into your cunt suddenly. "Hhck..!" Your ears pointed straight up out of shock and your body moved against the binds again, "Come now you can handle this!"

"N.. Not that.. need.. you inside.. please.." Your cunt was senstive sure, but it was more frustrating that he was using his fingers, "Please Caine.. breed me.." Your words made him swallow and he had to compose himself. He was only doing this because he had to, he couldn't have to wandering off and trying to pounce on anyone else!

He pulled himself from his pants, he didn't realize until now that his cock was straining against them a few moments ago. You desperately wanted to present yourself to him, spread your cunt and open your legs but he had you tied up like some kind of animal.

His tip nudged at your cunt, the slick causing him to slip past your hole a few times. You mewled and bucked your hips a little as if to encourage him.

Another thrust and he buried himself completely inside of you, your cunt swallowing him up immediately, it was like he was made for you. You were made for each other. "Ngh.. there we go, stubborn little thing.." He said with a grunt, hovering over your body. 

He was finally inside of you and your body begged you not to let him go, not until he came inside of you at least three or four times at least! "Caine.. more .. mn.." He felt like you were calm enough to get rid of the bindings so he did, snaping his fingers and they seemed to fade away into the air.

Your legs immediately wrapped around him, tugging him closer.

"How impatient, very well then. Hold tight my dear," He said, hands planted on the sides of your head as he started to move his hips, rocking into your cunt. Your eyes fluttered shut, ear twitching a little as a soft purring sound rumbled in your chest.

His thrusts picked up speed quickly, you were responding so well to them that he was slowly beginning to loose himself as well. Family friendly? Behind the doors of his room that would have to disappear from now on. "Nh.. thats right.. to keep everyone.. in check!" His words matched the rhythm of his heavy thrusts.

"Hha.. Caine, caine..!" You cried out, legs tugging him closer, "N.. Need your cum.. make me pregnant p-please..!"

His hips stuttered a little, your words seemed to be getting to him whether he liked it or not. He shoved two fingers into your mouth to keep you quiet so he could focus. How distracting your dirty mouth could be was impressive. Your moans and cries were muffled, saliva dirtying his gloves.

Caine put his full weight behind his thrusts , your smaller form quite literally being fucked into the mattress. "Nnhg, almost there, y/n..! Be a dear and a cum with me." He said in a mocking voice, his hand removing itself from your mouth and instead pushing your lower stomach. Adding more pressure to your already stuffed cunt.

"Gh..hhaa.. Caine, cu.. cumming.. cumming..!" You yelped and clung to him, legs keeping him locked in so he couldn't pull away from you. He'd be force to fill your cunt to the brim. "Inside.. fill me up..!" Your tongue lulled past your lips , cunt clamping down on his dick as you hand a nearly blinding orgasm.

Caine couldn't help it, your cunt was practically milking him and he spilled into your cunt without a second thought. Though he didn't seem at all out of breath.

"Well that sure was.. something.." Caine noted, his dick still twitching inside of you as the last few spurts of cum filled your stuffed cunt.

You panted, looking up at him with half lidded eyes, a lewd smile painting your lips. "Caine.. m'not done.. need more.."

Did he really think one round would be enough?

[bubbleebubz]

HIIIIIII

okay so maybe spencer x fem!reader and their at the office and maybe reader wears a new perfume and like he gets hard and goes to the bathroom to ✨jerk off ✨ and reader goes to check on him cuz he’s been in there for so long and like they do it in the bathroom ?

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HIII THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REQUEST!!!! I hope you like it! (I did reader AND spencer POV if that's ok?)

Delicate delight

15++

~Warning~ smuttttttt😊😊, male masterbation, swearing? Oral sex (male and female receiving) orgasm denial, "good girl", Boner alert ⚠️

READER POV

"Hey Spence, I'm going to be late coming to the office, I'll be there in 20" I say into my phone, rushing out of the shower.

"Ok Y/N, hurry though we have a lot of paper work to do and I don't want to be here all night" He chuckles deeply into his phone.

"Yes ofourse, im the flash!" I say teasingly before hanging up the phone.

I hurriedly put my work suit on, flared black pants with a white button up, and a black sweater.

I I brush my hair and I dont bother doing my full make up routine, just putting on mascara and lipgloss.

I grab my keys and look around my apartment, making sure I didn't forget anything.

MY BAG!

I think to myself, speedily walking to my bedroom, grabbing the bag off of my desk, before looking over at a new perfume I got a while ago, I never bothered using it due to never being home usually.

I open the box and reveal a pretty pink bottle in the shape of a heart, i spray a few squirts on me, the scent being a delicate vanilla, putting the perfume into my bag before leaving to go to the office.

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SPENCER POV

I wait impatiently at my desk, trying to focus on the pile of reports on my desk, groaning in frustration.

Where was Y/N?

He thinks, looking at his watch, as he does so Y/N walks through the door, exactly 20 minutes after she had hung up the phone.

God she looks beautiful- well she always does ofcourse but today something is just different.

"Your make up looks good today Y/N" I say with a soft smile, making her blush. "I only managed to put mascara and lipgloss on, time crunch" she says. "I like it" I say, turning back to the files.

She walks by him, her delightfully delicate scent filling his nose, sending blood straight to his hardening cock.

Oh God not here, I bite my lower lip, keeping myself from letting out any noises. She pulls up a chair infront of his desk.

"Okay, how many files are we looking at here Spence?" She asks.

God her voice. The way she says my name. She has no idea that I'm fucking hard under the table right now.

"I- um, about 32?" I estimate.

Me and Y/N decided to take everyone's report and do them on our day off, everyone was home taking time off but us.

She nods at my answer, leaning over me to grab a pen, giving me a perfect view of her cleavage.

God she was going to be the death of me.

My pants become painfully tight, after just 15 minutes of working in silence, with only little conversation.

"Hey, I'm going to go to the bathroom, I'll be right back" He says smiling.

I shut the family bathroom door, before leaning against it, letting out a shaky breath. My hands go down to my pants, undoing my belt and pants, rubbing my hard cock through the confines, pulling them down including my boxers just enough to get my dick out, I stroke my cock a few times, spitting on my hand, before finally jerking off at a steady pace.

___________________________________________Y/N POV

Spencer has been in the bathroom for about- I look down at my watch- 24 minutes now.

I get out if my seat, wondering to the bathrooms to check to make sure he was alright. I get infront of the door when I hear it.

He was groaning?

I knock, "Spencer are you alright?" I ask worriedly.

I hear a bang. "Y-yeah I'm fine, sorry!" He yells out, his voice wavery.

"Spence I'm coming in" I say, opening to unlocked door, I freeze in my tracks.

Oh.

"Y/N I can explain I swear-" before he can finish his sentence, I walk in, shutting the bathroom door, locking it behind me.

I walk over to him slowly.

"What are you doing?" I ask innocently.

He puts his hard throbing cock back into his pants.

"It's not what it looks like" he says, face as red as a tomato.

"So you weren't jerking off in the family bathroom?" I ask with a slight smile.

"I-" He pauses. "Yes. I was, I'm sorry, your just so.. so perfect, and your perfume did something to me" He explains guiltily.

I smile slightly, a blush appearing on my face.

He walks towards me slowly, causing me to shrink under his gaze.

I look up at him with doe eyes.

"Why didn't you leave Y/N?" He asks, voice deeper than before.

"I-" i begin to say, but get cut off by his lips on mine. He pulls away quickly, making me whine.

"Do you want this Y/N?" He asks, hands on my waist and eyes gazing into my own.

I nod.

"Words, love" He says, making my knees weak.

"Yes sir" I whimper.

In an instant his lips are on mine again, he lifts me up, setting me on the counter, standing between my legs. I can feel his covered erection pushing against my thigh.

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SPENCER POV

Her lipgloss tasted like vanilla, making it all the more harder to stop kissing her, my hips rutting against her clothed cunt causing her to moan in need.

I slowly begin to unbutton her blouse revealing her black lace bra, making me groan. She removes my own button up shirt, and begins to pull my pants down, not needing to unbutton them, due to the fact they never were done back up after she caught me.

I take her bra off, along with her pants, leaving her in her panties.

I get on my knees between her thighs looking up at her hungrily.

I put her legs over my shoulders and kiss her clothed cunt before ripping the thin material off before diving right into her soaking pussy.

I groan against her clit, wrapping my lips around it, savoring her sweet essence. "Taste so good baby, so wet for me" I growl, making her moan louder. I slide a finger into her, slowly fucking her, before adding another one, curling my fingers to get her sweet spot.

"Gonna cum Spence" she sobs out a moan, but before she can release, i pull my mouth and fingers away, causing her to whine in frustration.

___________________________________________Y/N POV

Just as I was about to cum he pulled away, causing a loud whine to fall from my lips.

I feel tears prick behind my eyes from the edging.

I look down, seeing his cock again, not realizing how big it was.

My eyes widen and mouth drops, "c-can I suck it?" I ask, referring to his throbing cock.

He nods.

I get off the counter and get on my knees infront of him, eyes glued to his cock, tip red in need.

He puts my hair in a make shift ponytail, holding it with his hand.

I stroke his cock slowly, looking up at him through my lashes, before licking the precum from the head of his cock, taking his whole tip into my mouth, sucking and licking sloppily, he groans out, making me moan around him, taking him further into my mouth, wanting to hear those hot groans again.

I play with his balls, taking him down my throat, deep throating him and gagging around his cock, spit and precum pooling down my chin.

"Gonna cum baby" He groans out, but before he can, I pull off, giving him a taste of his own medicine.

He groans in frustration, I stick my tongue out teasingly.

He pulls me up, setting me on the counter once again, before lining up his cock with my wet folds, slowly pushing in.

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SPENCERS POV

I enter her soaked pussy, groaning at the feeling of her warm slick walls sucking me in.

She clenches around me, whining at the intrusion.

God she was so tight.

"Gonna be a good girl and take my cock baby?" I groan out, the pet name making her walls flutter around me, causing me to chuckle.

I slowly start to move, shallow gentle thrusts before she eggs me to move faster.

"Fuck Spence" she moans, nails digging into my back as I pound into her, feeling her walls clench around me.

"Gonna cum" she whines out. I reach down and rub her clit, holding her hip with my other hand.

"Do it baby, cum around my cock, want to feel you." I groan out, feeling my own release approaching fast.

She cums around my cock, walls fluttering around me.

"Gonna fill you up baby, going to cum in your sweet little tight pussy" I groan before releasing my load into her, my head falling onto her shoulder, he hands in my hair.

I look up. "You ok?" I ask worriedly.

She nods frantically. "Never better" she smiles out.

[bangchansgirlsblog]

Stutter

Warning: hurt/fluff, stutter, insecurity, bullying

Pairing: Chan x reader

Summary: You have a stutter and you’re getting better.

Enjoy! 😆

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**

"I-I w-would like to-to say thank y-you to the s-stay that stuck w-with us t-through all t-the ups and downs when...when t-things we're hard. T-this is for all of us-of you," I manage to say into the mic. I was clearly nervous, this was the first time speaking in public and an award show was honestly very intimidating.

Everyone cheers and Chan gives his last speech before we all go backstage to prepare for our performance.

"You did so well out there Y/nie!" Changbin boasts. He wraps his hands around me in a hug while everyone else is talking or getting their makeup fixed.

"Y-you really think s-so?" I smile and look up at him. Happy that I was able to make him proud. They had been trying to get me to talk a lot more and be involved in interviews, radio stations or shoes in general and this was the first big step.

"Yes I do! I'm so proud of you!" He exclaims and carries me in a spin. I laugh and yelp trying to fidget out of his grip knowing he wouldn’t let go unless I wrestled him.

Chan walks over to the both of us. A big smile caused by me and Changbin. Once Changbin releases me and gets distracted by Han throwing a ball at him. Chan gives me a kiss before spinning me around like in the movies. I let out a small squeal and giggle at this.

"I'm happy with what you did out there and I’m so proud baby."

"W-well when you asked s-so nicely I had too. Did-did I s-stutter a lot?" I ask him tilting my head. Slightly nervous that no one understood what I was saying. He shakes his head no.

"Nope, you did amazing and do you know what you get?" I look at him confused. Wondering.

"A treat later tonight," he whispers in my ear causing me to turn red and flustered. Butterflies flattering in my stomach.

"O-oh I-I...umph...C-Chan!" I exclaim and smack him. He was towering over me and smirking. He lets out a small chuckle, amused Ofcourse.

“What? You know you-“

"We are on in 10!" A producer yells. I feel myself jump a little due to the loud voice. A normal thing that happens whenever loud sounds came out of no where.

"Hey…are the hiccups still really bad?" He frowns at me but I shake my head no.

“Stop calling them hiccups Chan?” I playfully shove him. "O-only when it's really loud and there's a lot of people b-but now it's n-not as bad." I explain to him while playing with the hand that was in mine.

"Okay my love, just remember whenever you feel overwhelmed tell me okay?" He slightly relaxes.

"Yes I-I will Channie," I smile and give him another kiss.

The venue was really packed and they were a lot of people around us but we seemed to always be in our own little world, drowning all the sounds.

His face smooth and shiny. His hair neatly put together, his ear peace dangling around his neck and eyeshadow put perfectly round his eyes. Looking at him and admiring his beauty.

I let out a gasp suddenly when I remember something that I had to tell him. I was excited and very much filled with so much joy, I had to tell him right there and then.

"C-Chan I-I got us t-tickets t-to a-a s-show a-at- ugh..." I sigh frustrated failing to speak a normal thing when I was extremely happy.

He frowns then rubs my knuckles,

"Hey it's okay take your time and breathe no rush, just breathe." His face turns into a worried look. Making me feel guilty but I nod and take a breath.

"I-I got us t-tickets for a s-how I-in new y-York when we-we got there!" He smile widens.

"You see there you go. Now this show you speak of…. Am I allowed to know what it is? Or is it a suprise? Hm pretty girl?"

"S-suprise! But y-you'll know soon." I smile and he kisses my forehead for the 100th time that day.

"I'm excited I can't wait!" He beams.

"Alright people! Let's go! Let's go!" The producer yells at all of us and we walk towards the stage.

"Good luck everyone!" Chan says,

"G-good luck Chan!" I say back before we make our way on stage hearing thousands of people screaming.

When we go on stage we perform a few songs. Ofcourse I didn't stutter because whenever I did sing it didn't come but it only happened when I was really upset or just talking in general.

The permformace was 15 minutes long until we could get offstage.

Ofcourse everyone said thank you to the dancers and crew then we made it backstage when we changed into more comfy clothes so we could go home.

"I think that today we should celebrate Y/n! For getting on stage and giving her speech!" Han yells excitedly in the car.

"O-oh n-no no n-no, we-we shouldn't!" I cover my face shyly and Chan chuckles.

"We should babe, come on! I'm so proud of you!"

"O-okay but n-no drinking," I wave at all of them and they laugh.

"Okay no drinking!" Seungmin says,

We go to a restaurant near by and the waiter comes over. The place was empty, thanks to Changbin, he was able to find a quiet place.

We all hated loud places after concerts or shows because our bodies are very much drained.

She was blonde and really pretty. Her eyes lit up when she saw everyone.

"Oh my God!" She squeals, "you guys are straykids!" She screams. Quite literally. I see Chan move uncomfortably. The boys too.

"Yeah we are, um can you do us a favor. Don't tell anyone we're here." He asks politely.

"Ofcourse! Ofcourse! Can I please have an autograph?"

"Maybe after we're done with dinner yeah?" Leeknow steps in.

"Thank you so much! And oh my God Y/n! I saw you on tv today! This is the first time we've seen you talking in public! We didn't know you stutter! That’s new…" She says almost in a mocky way.

I look up at her and give her a nervous smile. Trying to forget her tone.

"Y-yeah I-i have a stutter-"

"How come you sing so well tho? Aren't you like damaged good in the entertainment industry?"

"Excuse me?" Chan steps in obviously offended on my behalf.

"Can you do your job instead of making fun of her?" I.N also steps in looking pissed as well.

"I-it's o-okay g-guys. A-and n-no i-I'm...." I trail away frustrated and huffing at the fact that my body and brain can’t even defend myself without going all out of control.

"Can I speak to your manger?" Chan says harshly causing the girl to take a step back.

"O-oh um yes sure!" She leaves looking terrified while everyone looks at me.

"I-it's o-okay g-guys I-its n-normal!" I smile half heartedly and they give me a worried look. Chan’s hand wrapping around me, pulling me closer to his side.

"Ignore her please. She's a bitch for that." Felix says trying to comfort me.

I just nod my head and look down at my hands that were playing with Chan's.

"I love you," he whispers. "We'll talk about it later yeah?" I just nod. Refusing to Speak now.

The manager comes over and they all complain about the lady and Ofcourse since we were idols they fired her straightaway and gave us a new waiter plus our meal was free.

She took our orders one my one and when she came to me she was so nice.

"Hey ma'am, what would you like to eat?" She smiles.

I look over at Chan who just tells her my order and she walks away.

The night consisted everyone having fun and laughing but I couldn't help but feel insecure. So I kept quiet. Letting out a giggle here and there but refusing to speak more than 4 lines.

"Should we head home?" Chan asks everyone and we all agree and get into the cars that were parked outside.

**

When we get to the dorms we all say our good nights and I head to our room. I try and avoid Chan because I just knew he would want to talk about the restaurant incident.

I quickly get into the shower and when I’m out he’s laying on the bed scrolling through his phone. His black sweatpants on and no shirt.

I make my way to my vanity and sit down.

"Hey baby, you good?" Chan asks sitting up our bed.

I just nod and continue removing my makeup. I hear a sigh and instantly feel guilty again.

"Talk to me please, I know you're upset." His voice is low and slow.

"I-I...n-no," I quickly shut down when I see the stuttering getting worse.

"Baby, come here." He says softly. I walk over to him and sit by his side refusing to fight the fact that I need him. I need his touch.

His hands wrap around my waist and I sit between his legs.

"Remember what I told you? That if anyone mentions anything about your stuttering..?"

"T-that I s-should tell them I-it’s cause I-I'm s-special in m-my own way." I softly say looking up at him.

"They are many people looking up at you, many kids that have the same stutter that love you and look at you as a role model. Show them that you are. Show them that if you can do it they can do."

His touch is soft as he carreses my cheek.

"B-but I-I c-Chan I-it's...ugh!" I exclaim frustrated again.

"Take your time my love, breathe and concentrate,"

"I hate it," I softly say and he frowns wiping the tears that fell.

"You shouldn't because at the end of the day it's the way you react to the situation that matters right?"

"Yeah," I sigh,

"So if you decided not to go for that audition because you had a stutter or if you gave up halfway through because of it, would you be here right now?"

"N-no"

"Then a bunch of nobodies shouldn’t affect you okay?"

He was right, I shouldn’t allow a few people to bring me down. I was already learning to be confident.

"Y-yeah, t-thank you Channie. For l-loving me the way I am,"

"You don't need to thank me baby and remember whenever you struggle saying things,"

"Just breathe and concentrate,"

I smile when he kisses my cheek.

[ensaz008]

Craving satisfied

My first ever imagine i wrote😜

NO BC THIS JS CAME TO MY MIND? JUST LOOK LMAO

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Imagine heeseung coming back from a long world tour, craving your touch but you, whos exhausted from college work was fully asleep in your apartment. Heeseung opening the door with a spare key u gave, the one he kept it safe for an important time, which was right now, he needed you. He walks in.. "Y/n?.. Y/n darling im back..". Heeseung says so innocently acting like he didnt jerk off multiple times in his hotel during the tours. He gets worried when he couldnt find u anywhere like the kitchen, living room or bathroom, so he walks in your bedroom to see you sleeping peacefully while you face the wall and your back facing him. He remembered his intentions growing hard at the sight of your new pink silk pjs, he walks closer to you slowly putting a strand of your hair behind ur ear. "Y/n my love?.." He checks if u were in deep sleep or not, and u definitely were. Heeseung changes into comfortable clothes lying down next to u, he controlled himself so so much, he wanted to do a lot of sinful things to u, but he controlled himself.. An in the end? He gave up, he did everything he imagined. He started to undress u, not caring if it woke u up, all he could think of is you, he missed pleasing u and himself. He starts touching u everywhere swiftly like there was no tomorrow, caressing your breasts as he gives u wet neck kisses. Hearing ur whimpers as u squirmed his moves get slightly rougher before you finally wake up. Seeing you wake up, heeseung jolts in giving u a kiss, pouring his emotions into it, how much he missed, desired and loved you. He takes your underwear off, spreading ur legs as he immediately goes in hungrily, getting so pussy drunk. His finger rubbing on your throbbing clit before his tounge goes inside your hole, thrusting in an out waking u up completely as he lapped all your juices getting so pussy drunk.

"Love tastes so good hm?.." Heeseung mumbles during the licks and laps sending a vibration thru ur body making u shiver in pleasure, his hands roaming everywhere, caressing your breasts, pinching and rubbing your nipples as you moan loudly making him even more turned on. Seeing your back arch, he inserted 2 fingers in your hole, thrusting in an out relentlessly while his other finger rubbed your clit, making you so close to your high. "Cum for me love, cum all over my fingers like the good girl u are.." Heeseung says making you cum all over his hands immediately. "A-ahh!~ Heeseung- fuck!~" U moan while arching ur back, what a great way to get woken up.. Heeseung gives u a peck on ur forehead as u catch ur breath. "My princess did so well, did u miss me love?" Heeseung says, making u nod as he smiled giving u a peck on ur lips.

"Can i pleasure my lovely girlfriend tonight?" Heeseung asks leaning in, caging u with his arms while looking into ur eyes sincerely, which ofcourse u nodded to. He swiftly takes his sweatpants off, aligning his cock against ur entrance, teasing ur hole, rubbing his tip against ur clit making u whine and whine in annoyance and frustration. But of course heeseung himself couldn't last long, he slid his cock inside without a warning making u gasp, he kisses your neck to reassure u before pounding into u deeply making u a moaning mess. Its been months ever since he fucked u making u all crazy for his cock, u craved his touch so much and ur getting what u both needed.

"fuck mm.. so tight just for me?~" heeseung groans, pounding harder and harder as u moaned in pleasure, the whole bedroom filled with the sound of skin slapping against each other, both of ur moans and heeseungs praises drove the both of u crazy for each other. Soon you reached ur high, "h-hee!~ m' c-cumming~" you moaned, but he didnt give u time, u cummed all over his cock but his thrusts didnt look like it would stop just yet. His thrusts got faster and harder making u shiver in pleasure as heeseung overstimulated u. Your hands gripping on his forearm as u whined and moaned crazily cumming again and again making u clench his cock, making heeseung almost reach his high. He did what u loved, his hand grabbing your throat pinning it on the bed as he pounded into u relentlessly, he started cursing under his breath and moaning ur name, and u knew he was close.

"fuckk.. u drive me crazy y/n"..."princess let me cum inside you.. please let me fucking cum inside u princess!~"..."my princess is the only one that makes me feel so good hm?~ cum all over me again.."

His moans drove u crazy as he finally cummed inside you, which u craved for the most. He looked like an Angel cumming inside u, his eyes closed as he threw his head back, his mouth slightly open as he moans time to time full of praises. "fuck yes.." "my princess felt so good.." "so good mm~" He moans as he cuddles and hugs u tight, giving u the aftercare u deserved. At the end of the day.. The both of u got what u craved a lot, eachother.

Craving satisfied

ENDDDD HEHEHEHHE

IF YALL SEE ANY MISTAKES OR TYPOS N SHI PLS CORRECT OR IGNORE THEM! THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING SMUT SAUR... HEHEHEHEHE

[redsaurrce]

LOVE SHOT DOSE 5 <Do you even know what obsession is?>

synopsis 💉 Where jk becomes the part of an experiment where he wasn't supposed to take the love shot but ends up taking it in high dose and gets obsessed with yn by mistake

pairing 💉 YANDERE Scientist!jeon jungkook x Scientist!fem reader

genre 💉 scientist!au , suggestive

word count 💉 5,515

warnings 💉 kissing, mentions of sex, slapping, choking, profanity, mentions of betrayal and cheating

teaser! 1 ml! 2 ml! 3 ml! 4 ml

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You opened your eyes slowly, unable to recall why and how you have lost your consciousness.

"It seems you have finally woken up, huh?"

You jolted up from the chair you were snoozing off on and snapped at the source of the voice, "Jimin?" You knitted your eyebrows. "What are you doing here?" You asked in confusion.

He sneered, "Why ofcourse? Where else should I be if not at my own house?"

You blinked and then your eyes went wide when you finally looked around. You must have sounded like a stupid just now, didn't you?

You closed your eyes and sighed in frustration, "So why the hell am I here? I remember us drinking water in my living room."

He smirked, "Do you not remember clearly? I never drank it.. did i?" He said while crossing his arms.

Your eyes went wide again while realising what possibly went down, "You! You... Did you drug me?"

Jimin hummed, "Yes, you were so adamant on kicking me out from your house so I had no choice but to bring you to mine instead. Now you can't tell me get out from my own house, right?" He flashed a cocky smile.

You gritted your teeth in rage, "precisely and so i should be the one getting out of here."

You stormed towards the door at once but he quickly blocked the door with his body in a swift movement.

"Nuh uh~ .. not before I get my answer Y/N. Tell me.. why did you warn me about Ningguang?" He asked.

You grabbed your forehead, "why are you so stuck up with what I have said years ago?!! Yes, I said that because I still loved you and I had heard how close Ganyu was to Ningguang so when Ganyu told me that Ningguang can't be trusted with matters of love .. i was concerned that you might face heartbreak because of her. Does that satisfy you? Now move aside." You said in absolute despise.

Jimin momentarily looked at you with a twisted expression and then spoke, "loved? So you don't love me anymore?" He took a step forward and you backed by one step.

"What nonsense!?? How can you be so delusional to think I'd have feelings for you after what you have done??" You were flabbergasted at his audacity to even ask such a ridiculous thing.

He took one step forward again and held you by your waist to prevent you from stepping back again.

Your eyes went wide at his absurd actions, "How dare y--

"Do you remember this fragrance, Y/N?" He said as he leaned forward to whisper in your ear.

As he had tilted his head, you could clearly smell the fragrance emitting from the crook of his neck.

This scent!!?? The scent of the perfume you had gifted him, the same perfume that had filled the entire bedroom when you both had your first sex-- wait, the bedroom!? You didn't realise up until now that both of you were in his bedroom... The same bedroom that caught both of your act.

You couldn't believe it.. was he trying to seduce you with all his tactics? You scoffed, "Enough of it, Jimin! No matter how hard you try.. you can never win me over again."

"Is that so?" He retrieved his face and looked at you directly, lips utterly close to yours.

"Then why are you not attempting to let go of my grip on your waist!?" He smirked.

WHA--!!??

"Y-you!!--

"It's no use now because i confirmed what I needed to.. you still like me, don't you Y/N-ah?" He said with hope gleaming in his eyes.

You were shocked beyond and above, "What the hell are you even-

He abruptly cut your sentence off with his forefinger rubbing your lower lip.

Even though you hated to admit it, it looks like his little actions were definitely having an effect on you- a deadly one at that. What was clouding your judgement? The scent?.. the seductive skin contact?.. or him?

"I- I need to go." You sensed danger, you felt enchanted and .. hot.

Your temperature was rising up.

"You are burning hot Y/N.. you sure you wanna go?" He said with his cold breath hitting on your hot lips.

"I said let me-

And before you could finish saying, he crashed his lips onto yours. Strangely enough, not only did you not protest his actions, you found your hands snaking around the back of his head and.. deepening the kiss .. almost as if you were hypnotized and knew nothing except for the ongoing kiss.

To your oblivion, a camera which was secretly recording from across the room had captured you and the way you both kept kissing.

But it only lasted for a few minutes until your conscience kicked in. The Fuck!??-

Whack!!!

You removed your face and punched his jaw in absolute horror. "It was the loveshot right!??" Your eyes were about to pop out at any given moment. "You're such an asshole Jimin!!" You gnawed on your lips in rage with tears pooling in your eyes.

"uh-i..i yes but i-"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP AND FUCK OFF!!!" You growled in anger and stormed out of his door.

--

Jungkook saw nothing but red, he felt betrayed.. for the first time. He is famously known for having a heartthrob personality but ironically he has never let anyone have his own heart.. have his love.. his trust.

Perhaps you were the first person to whom he had led down the walls surrounding his heart, when Sucrose told him about the reality of his feelings.. it did confuse and frustrate him but now that you have gone missing and the picture of you kissing another guy lied in front of his eyes.. it made him see what he has never seen.

A world full of red and green.

He kept calling Jimin again and again but he never picked up- fair enough. Jungkook suddenly remembered how you had mentioned earlier that Jimin's girlfriend.. who was it again.. Ningguang? Yeah! she works in the same lab he just returned from so why not go meet with her instead?

--

You were back to your apartment with no sign of Jungkook anywhere. You were tired.. you needed some rest after what you had just encountered and you wished how Jungkook never gets to know about it.

You looked for your phone so that you could ask about the experiment's progress. When you unlocked your phone.. you saw Jungkook's missed call and several text messages from Sucrose.

You opened the chat and saw a thread of pictures. It was the report of the experiment.

You walked over to your sofa and sat on it to read the entire thing comfortably.

"what the hell!??" You frowned when you read the report of Jungkook after Shin-won's. "Ob-obsessed!?" You blinked in lack of words.

You quickly dialed her number, "Hey uh I saw the messages and the report.. what on earth is going on?" You bit your lip in nervousness.

She sighed, "It's just as you've read Y/N" she gulped and continued, "It seems that Jungkook has developed the feelings of obsession which is.. like.. not really ideal." She said anxiously.

"Then.. are you saying he doesn't have a cure? Any sort of antidote?" You asked in tension.

"When was the last time he had temperature fluctuations?" She asked you in return.

"uh.. I think they lasted for 3 days at most after he was discharged from hospital--" you abruptly stopped as you realised something.

"Y/N.. antidote exists for the shot, even though the report mentions that the antidote has not been successful in his case, in my opinion.. the antidote has worked well if he doesn't have abrupt fevers like before." She gritted her teeth, "You know what that means right??"

Your throat had run dry, "Do you mean to say that.. the obsession is no more because of the loveshot, instead these are his own feelings..correct?"

"Yes! You guys had promised that the loveshot only helps to accelerate and intensify the romantic feelings and when the love is restored, couples can very well stop taking the dose. Antidote was there to null the effects of loveshot but according to my speculation, Jungkook's overdose got aligned with his.. perhaps.. already existing feelings and before the antidote could null them, his system had already gone beyond the point of return."

This had to be a dream.. this is worse than any nightmare.

"For now I suggest that you act oblivious to this and meanwhile we can look for the solution because I'm afraid that if he gets to know that you are trying to get rid of him, I don't know what his obsession is capable of." She said.

"Yeah you're --

You suddenly heard a loud noise.

You hurriedly bid goodbye to Sucrose on the phone and walked towards the door only to find an outrageous Jungkook.

You felt your blood draining from your face, and when he saw you, he at once plunged at you, choking you against the wall.

You were beyond horrified.

"L-let go." You continuously kept struggling but his hold on your neck was ridiculously stiff and tight. "Explain yourself Y/N!! Didn't you say you didn't like that bastard?? WHAT WAS THE FUCKING KISS FOR???"

"K-kiss?!?" You said with your breath growing shallower.

Shoot! How did he know? Was it Jimin? You thought to yourself while tears involuntarily started flowing from your eyes due to the sheer pain.

When Jungkook saw the tears, it felt as if he was hit by a truck. He quickly let go of you as guilt stung his heart.

You fell on the ground while coughing and gasping for dear air, what kind of monstrosity was this!??

Jungkook fell on his knees and looked at you with worries in his eyes, "I-I am sorry I didn't mean to hurt you Y/N" his lips quivered, "I am very very sorry Y/N I--

"What gives you the right to hurt me then? Why would you choke me? Why on earth would you do something like this, Jungkook? Oh- did I mention that all of it was a trap? You remember giving him the loveshot right? That asshole had used that on me!" Your voice cracked as you looked in his eyes for answers.

He felt relieved when he heard you but then again he felt so idiotic and foolish- He facepalmed himself real hard, as if almost slapping himself across the face, "Jimin sent me a pic of both of you kissing, I remembered you telling me about your hatred towards him so when I saw it.. I just lost my mind- You know right, Y/N? What state am I in? This is not me, I am a good guy I promise." He said while biting his lower lip.

Not him? Hah! It seems like Jungkook really doesn't know that you know about his reality. After all Sucrose had vowed to keep today's report confidential but she broke the rule just for you to be the one to know as well. Jungkook knew you knew nothing about this just how you hoped he knew nothing about the darn kiss.

But why did Jimin do that? Why would he provoke Jungkook? Isn't he himself in a relationship? Did he have any ulterior motives? Also where had Jungkook gone off before coming to your apartment with such anger?

While you were lost in your thoughts you suddenly felt his lips on your skin. He was kissing your neck, the part where his fingers left a trace of choking.

"You don't have to do that." You said while looking the other way.

"I know I hurt you Y/N and I'd never ever do that again, please give me one more chance Y/N and I'll treat you right, please Y/N." He said in between kisses.

Don't let Jungkook know that you know about him and it would be best if you don't trigger him.. give in to him if possible Y/N.

Sucrose's words played in your head once again. You said, "Alright this is your last chance, Jungkook."

--

3 hours ago

When Jungkook figured out a way to find Jimin, he at once rushed to the lab where Ningguang works. After asking around people for her he finally got to see her.

"Are you Ningguang?" Jungkook asked in anticipation. The woman looked at him in confusion, "Yes, that's me.. and you are?"

"I'm Jungkook and I am here to ask for Jimin's home address." He cut to the chase.

Ningguang knitted her eyebrows, "Excuse me, what kind of request is that?"

Jungkook sighed, "Yes i know it seems absurd but I have no time to explain, perhaps I can do that in my car because what I'm about to show you.. i assume you'd want to tag along." He said.

She shrugged her shoulders, "What is it that you want to show me?"

He took his phone out and tapped on the message icon and handed it over to her. She took the phone in confusion when suddenly her eyes went wide looking at Jimin's text and especially.. the picture.

She gasped in astonishment, "What is this?" She asked Jungkook in shock.

"Well see? That girl over there.. can you recognise her?" He asked her.

Even though it pained Ningguang to look at the photo, she bit her lip and zoomed in the pic only to get utterly dumbfounded. Her heartbeat started to race, "Y-Y/N!?? Is that her??" She was unable to breathe, betrayal hit her in the most sick way possible.

"Calm down, we need answers right?" He said.

Ningguang's eyes became moist, "Alright I-I'll go."

-

Jimin heard a knock on his door. He smirked to himself, "Must be him." He practically ran towards his door to welcome Jungkook's angry face but he didn't expect his girlfriend too be standing at his door next to him.

Jungkook grabbed his collar at once and growled, "You bastard!! Why did you do that?! WHYYY??"

Jimin scoffed, "If you look closely at the photo then you will see that she is willingly kissing me, I didn't force anyone. Why don't you go and ask her instead of me? " He grinned for not too long as Jungkook landed a punch on his face.

Ningguang quickly came from behind and pleaded Jungkook to stop, "Enough! You should stop here, Jungkook! I'll handle him.. why don't you hurry back to Y/N?"

"Oh!? And where is she??" He asked in a mocking manner.

"She's-ah damn it hurts- she's long gone mate!" Jimin said after wincing in pain.

Jungkook gritted his teeth and threw him on the ground, "If you repeat a stunt like this ever again then I'll kill you without any hesitation." Jimin's eyes twitched at Jungkook's warning.

As soon as he left, Ningguang slapped Jimin, "So you have decided to go to your ex now? Why? Why didn't you tell me? Since when are you two together??" She screamed.

Jimin sighed, now he realized that he indeed had done something wrong after getting hit by three different people on the same day. "I'm not cheating on you Ning I promise. I'm doing this for you, trust me." He said while adjusting himself to sit straight.

"Say something that makes sense!" She said in confusion.

Jimin looked around his bedroom and pointed his forefinger towards a particular direction. "Do you see that?" Ningguang followed his gaze and spotted a red light twinkling fadely.

She knitted her eyebrows, "is.. is that a camera?"

He hummed, "Or else who would have taken the photo? But you know what?! I have actually recorded everything that has happened here ever since she was here. As for the question - how is it beneficial for you.. it's quite simple! I remember you telling me once that how the lab you work at and the lab where y/n works are practically rivals. Both of you are top of the nation and often compete to get favours from the president."

"Yeah it's mostly because of the funds." She said. Jimin added, "Yes, and so I want to prove how Y/N's invention is actually a bane to human ethics. See, i don't like Y/N and I'm pretty sure that she doesn't like me either judging by how enraged she was afterwards- BUT!! Look how she was enchanted for a while in the kiss.. it was because of her own invention - the loveshot."

Ningguang listened to him intently and after a moment of grasping the situation, she finally spoke, "So what you mean is that you recorded everything to use it against her and bring her lab down?"

Jimin clicked his fingers, "Bingo!"

A small smile crept up her face, "I get it.. I knew you wouldn't betray me.. afterall I've paid your mother's hospital bills while you were hesitant to ask Y/N for money.. I know you wouldn't betray me." She said and hugged him while Jimin's fake smile faltered.

Only if he could go back to you, even if doing something like this gave him an excuse to kiss you.. he was glad to do so before finally letting you go.

--

Last night after Jungkook had apologized to you, he didn't stop after that and kept kissing your neck, your face, your lips, your hands, picked you up and laid you down the bed and kept apologizing while exposing your every body part just to cover it with his fluttering kisses.

And it didn't stop there until you both eventually had steamy sexual intercourse.

Your phone's ringtone woke you up early in the morning. You rubbed your eyes and quickly took the call.

"hello Sucrose-

"Y/N WE'RE SCREWED!!!!" She screamed.

"ahh why are you screaming?" You said while removing the phone away a bit.

"i- I was in the office and when i was getting out i heard few people say that they are going to hold a press conference." She said while biting her nail in anxiety.

"oh and what's that gotta do with us getting screwed?" You asked while yawning.

"It's about loveshot!!!!!" Suddenly you felt your sleep immediately vanishing.

"WHAT!??" You exclaimed.

Jungkook who was sleeping next to you woke up at your scream. "Yes!! And apparently they are doing so to bring you down since i heard someone say about some sort of evidence."

"Evidence!? What kind of evidence!?" You frowned.

"I don't know that but do you remember doing something out of the place yesterday? I only heard them getting some important evidence yesterday." She reasoned.

"Yesterday, what happened yester--" you stopped mid sentence as you recalled the incident at Jimin's place. You gasped, was this the true intention of Jimin all along?? You couldn't believe it, no way it's for Ningguang, right?

"Is.. is Ningguang the one who's presenting the evidence?" You asked her anxiously.

"Oh how do you know her? And yeah she's the one." Sucrose clarified.

"We... Are truly screwed." You said feeling defeated.

--

You and your team including Sucrose had gathered together in your living room waiting for the press conference to go live on YouTube.

It finally struck 12 pm- the scheduled time and the screen started loading hinting at the conference to be finally starting.

"good afternoon everyone, we are from Minerva laboratories. I'm Ningguang, one of the head scientists of Minerva and today we have gathered here to expose the dirty truth about the loveshot- the invention that has been going viral in social media waiting for its official release, the invention stemming from the Arctic laboratories."

Ningguang turned around and switched on the projector, "The loveshot that claims to be the cupid for people's lost love.. does that really end there? They claim that whichever person you look at first after opening your eyes after taking the shot.. you'll feel a bit of attraction or rather, infatuation towards them. What if the person turns out to be a handsome serial killer, luring its prey using this shot?? If you think we are exaggerating then don't worry and look at this." She said and clicked on her remote.

A video started playing on the wall behind her. Although the faces were blurred and a voice changer was being used to protect the privacy, your eyes went wide when you realised that the people in the shown video were none other than you and Jimin.

You let out a light scoff, "Dammit!" You felt this to be so ridiculous.

You sighed and looked at Shin-won, "Prepare a press conference from our side too, it's our invention afterall and as the lead scientist here, i should take the responsibility." You got up from the sofa and went inside another room.

The three of your phones started to bombard with messages and calls from everyone from your lab including the chief but you picked no one's and advised Jungkook and Shin-won to do the same.

--

At 5 o'clock you had reached the venue where you were going to have the press conference.

15 minutes passed by while preparing the stage and you stood on the podium, ready with your lines running in your head. In front of you sat a number of reporters who had gathered to film your 'apology'.

Ultimately it was the views that mattered to them since your experiment became the hot topic in the entire nation. Every reporter and news agency would love to flash the exclusives.

You tapped on the mic and breathed to calm yourself down. The countdown started and in 3..2..1-

"Hello everyone, I'm Song Y/N from Arctic laboratories and the lead scientist of inventing loveshot. About the conference that you might have seen earlier today.. I would like to clarify a few things here, first, we are still in the experimental phase and not available to public yet hence there is no need to worry about serial killers going around buying loveshot and hunting their prey. Moreover we always have a fixed count of distribution of the shots so in no way we would allow anyone to use except us in order to conduct experiments on our subjects."

"Second, since I already mentioned we are still in the experimental phase.. it simply means that we are constantly trying to improve any defects or holes in our invention. About the subjects we are using for experiments, we are also providing them with antidotes for the shot."

"Which leads to number three, if all our shots are being used on people for experiments then who are those two in the video?" You paused and resumed after a second, "It's me and my ex."

You heard audible gasps in the room, everyone looked shocked at the unexpected revelation.

"Yes and it actually happened that he had taken it from me. Basically our loveshot has already scored perfect in the purpose it had to serve, that is to mend feelings with your lover. With that in mind I gave him the shot thinking that he would use it on him or his girlfriend but it turns out that I was short sighted. When I realised that the loveshot was used on me, i understood that this shot can be quite dangerous for humanity. Even though in my second point I have mentioned that we are constantly dealing and modifying any defects for which I have come up with an idea of inventing a solution to this- I think we should give up for the good."

Shin-won and Jungkook felt like the lightning had struck them.

You bowed to everyone and left the stage.

With every step that you took, your heart grew heavier as if you were crushing your dreams more and more under your feet. The crowd of reporters rushed towards you to ask you more questions yet it felt that the world only had you, you were completely deaf to the buzz that surrounded you.

Just when you were exiting the hall, someone screamed at the top of their lungs, "Y/N DON'T GIVE UP!!" Your eyes went wide as if someone snapped you out of your thoughts.

You looked at the direction to look at an unfamiliar face, "EVERYONE OPEN YOUR PHONES AND SEARCH THE CHANNEL SEVEN NEWS." The person shouted again.

You blinked blankly and just then Jungkook and Shin-won came running towards you to escort you to a less crowded area.

Everyone hurriedly switched on their gadgets and searched for the said news channel ,Jungkook who was sitting beside you did the same for the three of you to watch together.

Ganyu?? You were surprised to see her on the screen.

"Hello everyone I'm newsreporter Ganyu all the way from Seoul. The loveshot is trending on number one in Naver all across the nation, today at noon the Minerva laboratories have accused the loveshot as a bane to humanity which has left the internet divided. People on Twitter are trending the hash tag of boycottloveshot. Just 10 minutes ago the Arctic laboratories have released their statement of stopping their project but the public has different opinions. As you can already see the large crowd of people behind me, let's go and ask them for their opinions."

Ganyu walked towards an middle aged couple and spoke, "Sir, mam.. what do you think about the controversy regarding loveshot?" She forwarded her mic towards them, "Uh.. the news came out all of a sudden, to be honest we were really looking forward to the loveshot. This is my wife and we both had signed up for the beta testing of loveshot after our children had suggested us. Frankly speaking, our marriage hasn't been quite ideal since a few years, even though we were together, there was no love between us and we had constant fights to the point that we even decided to file for a divorce. Luckily after we went for the experiment we actually noticed drastic positive changes, we have felt the love that was long lost inside our hearts and ever since then we have been patiently looking forward to its official release. "

"Okay thankyou for your words sir. Now let us ask the couple over there." Ganyu took the cameraman with her towards a couple of young adults, "What are your views over the controversy that's surrounding loveshot? "

"Hi I'm Jess and this is my boyfriend Minho, we have known each other since middle school and started dating since high school but we always had an on and off relationship. Like when we are together, we feel estranged but when we break up we feel like we can't live without each other.. this push and pull was getting real tiresome so we thought of giving the loveshot a shot..ya know! And honestly this is the best decision we have ever made. Now we are happily together and even though we begged them for extra samples, they said that we will get it when it officially releases. Man I feel so bummed now!" She clicked her tongue.

Her boyfriend then spoke, "Didnt the lead scientist say that it was her in the video? And that she was even planning to resolve problems.. I just believe that since she has experienced such a horrible thing first hand.. I'm sure she will give her best to make her invention flawless so that nobody gets hurt by it."

Suddenly you felt a strange feeling stir up inside you after listening to this boy's words. The whole crowd turned towards you with expectant eyes but you kept looking at the screen.

Shin-won's mobile rang, when he picked up and answered the unknown caller he was shocked to know who had called him, he looked at you and mouthed, "It's the CEO of Signora laboratories. They want to offer their help to us."

You shook your head, " Turn them down for now, I've decided that I won't abandon this experiment, i won't let you guys down, i won't let our hard work go to waste.. I am sorry for not discussing this with you guys before." You sighed and pressed your lips in a thin line.

"It's okay Y/N, you should follow your heart and whatever you do we will support you." Jungkook said while giving your hand a light squeeze.

You nodded and stood up and made your way to the stage again.

"I'm thankful for the support from everyone, I have finally realised that i should not give up on this and I have decided to continue despite any hardships, thankyou very much everyone." You smiled and bowed again.

--

1 year later

You had finally come up with a brilliant solution and your team had successfully achieved what seemed impossible just a year ago.

Ever since the day of press conference, you had moved to States to work with Sucrose in secret since she didn't want to expose herself and put her and your reputation at stake since she was an official scientist at Minerva.

Jungkook and Shin-won were working from Korea and honestly this was a great excuse for you to be away from him, from the person who was obsessed with you in an unhealthy way.

Even though the days were busy, you were peaceful and calm at mind.

The invention you had come up with was a shot sensor and antipills.

At first you had thought of making something similar like loveshot but the effects would be opposite.. a hateshot so that you could get rid of the feelings Jungkook had for you.

"No that won't work, I mean yeah he might hate you for a while but everything will come back to normal again because hate is not his original feelings towards you.. right? This is just like alcohol, you have it at night and at day you're sober again." Sucrose stated her opinion.

"Then.. we can make a sensor, that senses the presence of loveshot vapours at a specific radius and after that if they feel endangered then they can take the antipills so that the loveshot wouldn't work on them.. what do you say?" You wiggled your eyebrows.

She pouted, "Not a bad idea, I'm in, it sounds fun!"

And so you guys worked day and night to make this come true.

It took you guys about one year and finally the loveshot became available for public use.

After two months your invention was nominated as the invention of the year and won several other awards for which you needed to fly back to Korea to receive them.

When you came back from the award ceremony, you thought of staying the night at your old apartment and tomorrow morning you'd fly to Sydney to take a month off for vacation and also to avoid Jungkook as much as possible.

Earlier at the ceremony the three of you received the prizes and even though you had tried to persuade Sucrose, she was hell bent on being anonymous for the sake of her career.

You even suggested that she should just change the labs but she said that she was already working on a huge project with other scientists so she can't betray her co-workers by leaving them halfway.

-

When you entered your apartment you were shocked to see the door was not locked, did a thief break in or something?

Your heart started beating faster and when you switched on the light, you saw Jungkook sitting on your sofa with his legs crossed. You almost flinched in horror, "Damn! When did you get here? We were together during the ceremony!"

He stood up, "Well.. you were busy chatting with your coworkers and other people, trying your best to avoid me.. isn't it? So i hurried back here."

Your eyes went wide a bit, "What are you saying? Why would I avoid you?" You nervously chuckled.

"No no no, do you take me for a fool Y/N? You ran away to US to get away from me.. I also heard that you'll be going to Sydney tomorrow for another month." He sighed and stepped towards you, "I wonder where's your next stop."

You gulped, "You are wrong..i-i only did that-

"Yeah yeah same ol' excuses and lies. Do you know how I feel about us? I feel like dying when I can't see you, what do you think I'm feeling after knowing that you will run away again?"

"Jungkook snap out of it! I'm not someone you like.. it's the loveshot. You should find someone -

"stop please stop! I know who I like and whom I don't, Y/N.. you know what?? If you leave me again then I will join the Signora laboratories and not just that- I'll also expose Sucrose as an important member during our experimentation.. not only will she lose her job, you and Arctic will lose its face too while I'll no longer be a part of Arctic." He said making his points crystal clear to you.

Your jaw dropped at his evil plan, you scoffed, "You are willing to do so much only for me to be with you!?"

"Yes! Y/N, do you even know what obsession is? For me.. it is to have you at any cost. It is to make you mine whether you like it or not. You have no other option Y/N." His lips morphed into a smirk while looking at your dumbfounded face.

"You are mine and only mine."

--

May you guys sleep well tonight, mwahh <33

Huhu aaaaaahhhhhh that was the end, did you guys like it? Please let me know (fun fact: I died a little everytime I felt the story was not going to end soon TvT)

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| Nagi Seishiro × [GN!Reader]

| We are ready

| angst, nagi gives mixed signals, reader is tired, mentioned mikage reo, nagi is insensitive, he is confused, no comfort, bittersweet ending, not proofread

| Summary: Nagi triggers the fallout of your last drop of patience.

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Sticks and stones, they may

You feel him watch as you put your clothes on your duffel bag. You feel like crying. Everything around you seems to be about him, doesn't it? Because that's the way you arranged things here, you wanted to always be reminded of him because you loved him, ofcourse.

Or was it because it filled his absence a little?

You used to love every little thing that reminded you about him so you made everything in this apartment about him.

Oh how you hate it now.

Everywhere you looked to avoid his frustrated stare and careless words during the arguement didn't help. They reminded you of him and how he, instead of tending to his responsibilities as your partner, is throwing out careless words as if he didn't give a fuck.

"You're such a hassle, [Name]." He said.

break these bones, but then,

Oh how ironic that before, you were crying for Reo, both Nagi and yours' friend, as Nagi tells you how he told off Reo with his harsh words, but now, you were crying for yourself. Would Reo also cry for both of you?

What grief he must've also experienced, because you feel like your heart is being ripped in half. It's the effect Nagi Seishiro has, people can love him, but he can destroy them with just a few words.

So you quietly back down and started packing your things. You were too tired, too exhausted to even scream and fight him anymore. From work? Yes. From your relationship? Yes. From loving him? Yes.

Pouring out your love and efforts, all for a man who can't even greet you goodmorning and you can only see at night whenever you stay up for work. You spend your break during work hours to text and call him only to end up either rejected calls or hours later reply.

I'll be ready,

Saying those three special words to a man who can't even make it feel like he means it.

And it makes you wonder, when did he stop caring?

Are you ready?

You stare at the gray duffel bag you're stuffing your clothes into with frustration. Another reminder of him. You tell yourself to remind you to buy a new color.

You can still feel him watching your every move. You look at him from your peripheral vision. Why? Why are you looking at him? You wonder. Something grows in your chest as you notice his hesitating face. Is it hope? Hope for what? What are you even hoping for? To fix the relationship he chose to shatter? To have him hold you and tell you to stay? What would you even say to that? How would you even react? Because you'd be lying if you said one word from him and you'll stay.

Because you're exhausted.

It's the start of us, waking up,

So what are you even hoping for?

"Stay." He says, and you turned to look at him. He stares at you, watching for your reaction, observing your face and movements, standing infront of your shared bed.

You didn't know how to react, so you closed your eyes and let all your pain crash down and decide your answer.

come on, are you ready?

"I can't." You loved him, you still do.

But love isn't enough anymore.

I'll be ready

He looks down with frustration. "I don't want you to go away." And from him, it's a silent plea. But you can't break.

You don't want to break.

"But you don't give me reason to stay either." So you want to leave.

He clenches his fists. "Please, just... don't go."

A tear comes out the same time your temper cuts. "Do you know what it feels like to be tired from work and go back to an empty apartment without even an ounce of comfort?"

He stays silent, letting you lash out on him.

"Do you know what it feels like to be humiliated as you wait in a place for someone who forgot because of the same resson over and over again? Do you know what it feels like to look forward and get excited for something that gets canceled even when it's already just supposed to happen inside your home? Do you know what it feels like to crave attention from someone who probably doesn't even care? Do you know what it feels like to pour out all your efforts for someone who can't even do the same? Do you know what it feels like to feel like your partner doesn't love you? Do know what it feels like to just stare at yourself in the mirror and wonder, 'Where did I go wrong?'? Do you know what it feels like to be insecure about how you're probably not as important and loved as his job?"

Your tears keep falling and you let yourself let out everything you've wanted to say for so long.

You see Nagi's shoulder start to shake but you don't care.

"Probably not, because I have done nothing but to love you. And for the past months, you have done nothing but to hurt me."

I don't want control, I want to let go

Where did all go wrong?

When did it all go wrong?

You're confused why you only start to question that now. You finish packing your bags and walked towards the bedroom door, stopping when he called out.

Nagi smiles warmly, sincerely, even amidst the pain and confusion he was feeling for you and him. "[Name], I really do love you. More than anything, and I'm sorry. I'm sorry for being too careless, for thinking you'd always be here. For thinking you'd never get tired. For being to comfortable. You can hate me, [Name], I blame myself too. I blame myself for letting this relationship crumble because I was a coward."

Are you ready? I'll be ready

You look at him from the side of your eye as he talks. And your chest starts to lighten.

"I don't know how to deal with relationships, I unconciously tried protecting myself from getting hurt and distanced myself. It's not an excuse but, I just thought you deserve to know. You deserved to know that you were enough, you were important, you were appreciated, you were loved. And you'll always be loved. Even if it's not by me. Thank you, [Name], for loving me, even if it hurt you." His eyes glistened with tears, and he lets them fall when he hears the front door close.

'Cause now it's time to let them know

Tears start to roll down your cheeks again as you walk down the hallways of the building, but this time, they're comforting. They're relieving.

"you were important, you were loved."

Ah, it was all you hoped for.

we are ready

[lilacwriter07]

Adam loves eating he won't lie about it, like the more on his plate the better (it's not like he eats, to fill up the emptiness in his heart ! no way !)

But this too much honestly ..

As Lucifer goes into the kichen to get more, Adam takes the opportunity to get up and pee . Only he was so full he barely gets up, everyone looks at him in pity ."Adam .. Do you need help ?" Charlie asked as Adam looks like he was about to cry from frustration ."Please .." Vaggie's mouth drop open, which means this was serious ."Alastor you are the strongest help him ." Because God knows he is too heavy for them, that Alastor still can glare at them while smiling says much about it .

But before he could Lucifer returns smacking Alastor's shadows away ."Go away ! He is mine !" He hisses .

"Huh dad .. I think Adam has enough ." Charlie says as Lucifer pushes the plate to Adam, who pushed it back . Lucifer pushes it back, Adam pushes it to Alastor . As Lucifer grabs it and gives it back to Adam ."God.. Lucifer I have to pee let me go ! "

"Oh say it from the start my love !" Everyone sighs happy the weird situation is over as Lucifer helps Adam up, ofcourse peace didn't last long as they hear Adam scream .

"No you can't hold my dick while I pee ! Charlie get your father away from me !"

"......" Charlie wants to cry .

[yoonlattesworld]

Silly daddy

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Mafia yoongi x little reader

Synopsis: in which you give him a little scare when he couldn't find you after coming home

Genre/warning: little reader,mafia yoongi, use of the word daddy many times (not in a kinky way you dirty minded people), mentions of gun,slight suggestive,mentions of kidnapping.

A/n: heyyy y'all I'm so sorry i randomly disappeared 😭 i was just feeling so unmotivated but i got this idea suddenly and had to write it! First time writing about little space I'm sorry if there's any mistake!

Taglist (open) ♡ @bunnyrhe @rosquilleta @yoonaasa @creatorspalace @shymagda-7 @raineandskye

Author's pov

Yoongi sighed running his hand through his already tousled hair as he entered the oddly quiet house. But his tired and stressed out brain didn't caught that as he took off his shoes and coat before walking towards the living room. His eyebrows furrowed when he saw the tv on with some Disney movie that he forgot the name of. A quiet, raspy chuckle left his lips when he noticed your one white fuzzy sock lying on the couch "y/n?" He sat on the couch leaning back and rubbed his face, sighing tiredly but not hearing any response, he frowned calling you a little louder "y/n? Baby I'm home!" Again, he was met with silence.

Now an uneasy feeling started settling inside him when he suddenly remembered that you didn't came running towards him with your bright smile when he came home. But he was too tired to notice that. "Fuck" he mumbled standing up and walking towards the kitchen. Usually you're always in the living room or tinkering around the kitchen for some sweets when he comes home but the uneasiness only increased with a slight fear when he didn't found you there. His jaw clenched and his eyes darkened as his hand found its way to the gun tucked in his belt as he rushed up the stairs and towards your shared bedroom. His heartbeat increased when he found the room empty and suddenly the thought of your one sock lying on the couch didn't felt cute. Did someone break in? His eyes widened at the thought as he opened every single room in the house and frustrated started filling inside him when he didn't found you anywhere. The thought of one of his rival gang hurting you sent him into another level of fury and fear.

"Y/n! Where are you?!" Yoongi yelled opening the door of your play room but his shoulders slumped when he found it empty too. "Fuck fuck fuck" he cursed loudly reaching for his phone and dialing the number of his right hand man, with his another hand gripping the gun tightly. "Hello?" As yoongi was about to respond, his eyebrows furrowed and his movements halted when he heard a soft giggle. "Hello? Hyung?" Walking towards the sound he responded "namjoon I'll call you later" and cut the call, as he entered the bedroom. And only then, did he noticed the bathroom door slightly ajar with the light peeking from inside. His lips parted when he opened the door and he sighed looking down and rubbing his face, with his hand tucking the gun back in his belt before you could see it.

There you were sitting on the floor, leaned against the cupboard with your pink hello kitty headphones over your head and ofcourse with your one white fuzzy sock on. And he could guess that you were listening to let it go while painting your nails into different shades of pink. "Y/n?" He breathed looking at you with tired eyes and you, who noticed someone standing in front of you, looked up with a giant smile on your face which became brighter when you saw him standing there. "Daddy! You're home!" You squealed gleefully, wrapping your small fingers around his much bigger ones and tugging him towards yourself "yes i am babygirl " he mumbled crouching down and kissing your head, causing you to giggle as you proudly showed him your nails "daddy look!" He hummed delicately holding your hand and smiling softly "it's a pretty pink. So good kitten" you smiled at the praise and hummed kissing his cheek and lips softly before placing the nail paint down as he continued staring at you,with his heart still pounding.

"Y/n " "yes daddy?" "What did i tell you about using big girl things when you're small?" You pouted and looked down to avoid his stern eyes and mumbled "but daddy i was big! I even made my own cup noodles but then i became small when i saw these hello kitty nail paint and headphones!" You whined not liking him scolding you causing him to scoff and smirk. Yeah he's created a spoiled brat. "Are you sure you were big when you made your noodles?" He mumbled pulling you on his lap, Chuckling raspily when you snuggled in his chest and started playing with his tie like you always do "yes i promise i was daddy. They were yummy" you nodded laying your head on his chest as he pressed multiple kisses on your head, inhaling the scent of your peachy shampoo.

"Babygirl" he murmured and you hummed "yes daddy" "next time paint your nails and listen to music on the couch yeah?" "Why?" You asked looking at him with big eyes and he bite his lip "hmm so you can show your dolls your pretty nails too. You can't place all of them here right? They won't fit" yes you have many many dolls. You nodded immediately and stood up "yes! I didn't think about my dollies they must be lonely " you pouted starting to walk out of the bathroom. And suddenly, his eyes darkened for a completely different reason when his eyes caught the sight of your favorite blue panties under his hoodie you were wearing. "Daddy should i do your nails too? I'll do yours blue" you chirped giggling and you skipped towards the bedroom door but you gasped and squeaked when he suddenly held your wrist and pulled you back, gripping your hips under the hoodie as he bite his lip, staring at you with hooded eyes "next time baby." He murmured grazing the band of your panty and you gasped when he started pressing wet kisses on the sensitive skin of your neck, whimpering softly when he sucked a small bruise. Your hands gripped his shoulders and you whimpered when he mumbled "you look so beautiful, my pretty baby" you whined and whispered "daddy m' feeling wet" "i know babygirl " he grunted as you moaned out "o-oh yoongi " when he started rubbing your clothed cunt against his hardness. "You back doll?" He murmured picking you up and placing you on the bed. "I-i wanted to paint your nails- oh" you moaned as his fingers rubbed your clit gently "i don't think you can do that any time soon angel. You won't be walking by the time I'm done with you" he groaned roughly taking off his jacket and shirt.

"That's what you get for scaring me like that" he grunted slamming his cock inside your cunt as you held his shoulders, scratching his back ,all the while moaning his name loudly.

Well, if you can get this kind of punishment then you're planning on listening to loud music hidden away in some room every time he comes home-

"Don't even think about doing this again" he growled pounding inside you causing you gasp ,both because of the pleasure and because you think he can read your mind.

You're definitely going to do that again

[beatrixblog]

Abalone Curse AU/HC

Im dying to talk about my au, so here it is.

So after he died, he ended up as a ghost, corrupted both physically and mentally by his own greed. He was forever bounded to the depths of the duskgloom sea, in his own sunken ship. He haunted the sailors who dared try to steal his treasures. Legends say that one can always tell his ghost from its cackling, and the appearance of a brute. Black Pearl could not leave the duskgloom sea in weariness of Abalone’s ghost escaping his confinements, so, she never did. Similar to Black Pearl, he starts sinking ships, but for a different reason. He sinks ships in search for any valuables or treasure, hoarding it in his sunken ship. He starts to loose what little of himself he had left, only remaining to be a hollow shell filled with only greed and rage.

This was supposed to be his punishment, but really, it was quite the opposite for him.

Things remained like that for centuries, a few hundred years even. (depends on when the events of a mermaid tale took place) Until, he was willingly resurrected by the Cookies Of Darkness, after hearing the legends of a brutish pirate captain, feared by all and that still haunted the sea. His physical state went back to normal..but his mental state? Not so much. He’s basically the same as he was before but more vengeful and aggressive. He attacks the Cookies Of Darkness at first, but is eventually stopped and (albeit very harshly) beaten to his senses.

But something with the resurrection spell went wrong. They accidentally resurrected someone else that was in that sunken ship.

Lord Oyster.

Abalone’s first reaction when he sees Lord Oyster is to choke the ever loving shit out of him, obviously wanting revenge. But ultimately, he manages to escape.

After managing to steal a ship from the republic, (without being caught) Abalone as well as a few other cookies of darkness members (most likely Pomegranate and Licorice), to go find and kill LOyster. He knew he had probably fled back to the republic, but he didn’t know where, since its obviously changed a lot since. However, when something goes awry and their compass leads them to becoming lost in the duskgloom sea, they encounter Black Pearl.

Once they encounter her, Abalone can only help but laugh that he is once again face to face with the mermaid that killed him, only this time, he’s got powerful allies behind him.

But, not everything goes as expected.

Black Pearl ‘spares’ Abalone, but instead, drags him under the water where she seemingly intended to trap him, before blasting him right in the chest with abyss magic. (Which obviously sent him flying back onto the ship.) Since the attack seemed to have not done anything, he brushes it off as a simple injury. But Black Pearl knows what she did. She hadn’t actually wanted to trap him, instead to immobilise him long enough that she could inject (or, fire) abyss magic directly into his body.

Now in my headcanon, abyss magic is highly corrosive when outside of a cookie’s body, but when inside, depending on the intent of the attack, it either corrodes their body, or, if they survive that, it curses them. Curses them with a form that reflects on their personality and nature. For some, it can be a blessing. But for some, it is a curse.

In Abalone’s case, he was cursed. And it was FAR from a blessing.

The form reflected his greed and frustration, so, the form took the shape of a massive crab monster. (Strongly resembling his mech.) The curse is usually triggered by greed, anger, or, in rare circumstances, the eclipse, due to the night he died.

And the more greedy he is, the bigger the form is. When in that form, he’ll just start taking whatever that he finds valuable in a fit of greedy pleasure. He’ll only really attack if you try to take something from him. Unless it is triggered due to anger, in which then he’ll just attack anyways.

And ofcourse, it hurts ALOT to transform. Abalone doesn’t understand why he was cursed, but he knows how. And ofcourse, being the selfish bitch he is, he doesn’t actually thinks he deserves it.

But in reality, it is a punishment.

When the curse his triggered, (credit to @bloomycali, she is where i got this headcanon from) he’ll start experiencing random bouts lf uncontrollable greed, aswell as his eyes turning like this.

[crossedsabers10s]

I really like the ship klamon but the thing is i haven't a clue on how it could fit in canon. I'm like thinking of a gradual thing where they're like slowly going from enemies? to allies to frenemies to lovers, (all the stages filled with appropriate sass, sarcasm and bickering ofcourse) because I'm a sucker for slowburns. Like they are somewhere between allies and frenemies in TVD and then in TO they finally get together. Do you have any ideas on how this could happen in canon. And how to stick klamon in 'The Originals'? And how it would change the plot?

akf;dlfjakdfj a okay, just a warning, this ain't my rodeo. I'll do my best, but I don't consider myself good at writing Klaus. Plus their respective control issues make this a lil tricky...

Okay, so. You know how Alaric was possessed by Klaus that one time? That would make a good beginning. Give him an up close and more personal perspective on Damon, who he'd only know via rep and Stefan before this. I mean I think he'd mostly considered Damon someone who was Katherine's toy and was still dogging after doppelgangers (Elena) at that point? But in Alaric's body, he'd be a bit closer, have a measure of trust. So Damon wouldn't be quite as in-ur-face-fuck-you as he would have been. (I mean. Still, a little, bc I think he's allergic to showing genuine emotion at that point, at least under normal circumstances, he let his guard down around Elena a lot more) So mayyybe Damon kidnaps AlariKlaus to try and find out more on Big Bad Klaus??? Research spree, contacts some witches whatevs. They probably hit a bunch of dead ends, evenif they did manage to find a lead, AlariKlaus would nip that shit in the bud. Just trailing along, having fun listening to his own legend and watching Damon get more and more frustrated.

Maybe they learn more about what Klaus did to Katherine or someone else or a hundred other stories where he'd taken revenge on a person and burned down their entire life. And Damon, annoyed and doing that im-not-joking-but-people-will-assume-i-am thing alludes to his Augustine revenge spree. Maybe something along the lines of like 'yeah, well, that's not special, I've done similar. Just ask-*insert massacre here*' Which. Alaric would not connect those dots. He'd think it some kind of joke in poor taste. Klaus? Connects a few. He'd heard about it. Those deaths had obviously been a vampire, but no one had known who. Until now.

Damon is suddenly a little bit more interesting.

And he's got to have some kind of hobby so he starts trying to unravel Damon Salvatore. Starts paying attention to him. Does a good job of acting friendly, but starts shedding a little of Ric. Then a little more, less on purpose. Starts fucking with his head, making him second guess his relationships, make him question if he's still chasing after Katherine by trying to protect Elena. All under the guise of pretending to be his friend.

Wow this got a lil dark.

Anyways. Canon. Except Damon has to contend with the fact that he'd liked the person he'd thought he was becoming close with. And that person is not who he thought he was. And Klaus is still studying Damon, who he now knows better and maybe holds a bit more regard for.

Okay my brain is fried, i need nap. Hope u like the start tho. Feel free to use it as u please.

[theladyofbloodshed]

Prompt-

(I'm imagining this fic a couple decades after your AU ACOSF story,not the Canon ACOSF but you can keep it however you like)

If you feel okay with doing a pregnancy related fic then-

Can you do one where Nesta is pregnant and very hormonal (like prone to crying or getting upset easily which is very OOC but I want the fluff and angst in this so) and Cassian is very overprotective of her and tries to make sure she never gets upset.So like one day when Cassian is away in Illyria and Nesta is staying at the River house for some reason maybe she is having some argument/conversation with Amren (cause she's basically fixed over issues with everyone except her so ig it will make sense for Amren to be there)or someone else (if you don't feel like writing Amren because understandably she's an annoying character) and she bursts out crying out of frustration or something ( cause hormones ) and then the rest of the IC tries to make her happy/calm her down cause if Cassian shows up and finds out that they upset her then he'll get really pissed of and pick a fight or something (cause protective male instincts) so it's just the whole of the IC ( excluding Cassian but literally everyone else partners and all) that is trying to comfort,soothe and downright beg Nesta to calm down and stop crying(Like Rhys gets involved and asks Amren or whoever she was arguing with to apologize cause he doesn't want to see her stressed and doesn't want to deal with Cassian lol).My idea is it ends with Cassian showing up and something happening (good or bad-whatever it takes for you to make this angsty or fluffy-as long as it has a happy ending imo).

Ofcourse you don't have to follow this to the exact request and you can steer completely away from it for all you want.The basic hormonal pregnancy concept is something I would love to see with Nesta since I feel like it will be such a shock for the IC to see her so open with emotions.

I set this at some point after AU ACOSF so it mentions Zasha and Rovena. Eris is also still buddies with Nesta.

Hope you enjoy pregnant and hormonal Nesta!

Pregnancy was hell. Feyre had birthed a cherubic baby boy weeks earlier and her entire pregnancy had been a breeze. Only in the final few weeks did Feyre’s pregnancy slow her down - and that had been at Rhys' insistence. From the back, she hadn’t even looked ten months pregnant.

Nesta wished the same could be said for her, but her own pregnancy was utterly horrendous.

She had entered month eight. Every single month had been plagued with morning sickness. And not just morning sickness, afternoon and night sickness too. The whole pregnancy, Nesta had felt as if she was at sea. The healers had run out of things to try. Nesta had even tried the old wives’ tales spouted by mortals with no luck. If she wasn’t vomiting, heart burn clawed at her chest. No position was comfortable. She couldn’t sit for long, couldn’t stand for long – and night time was filled with fitful tossing and turning. Every afternoon, her ankles had swollen like balloons and the gigantic bump she lugged around gave her terrible back ache.

Everybody blamed Cassian. If it wasn’t for his enormous size, the baby wouldn’t be the size of a small elephant.

‘I’d say they’re nearing ten pounds,’ Madja had said after their last appointment.

‘But I have two months left. It can’t grow anymore.’

The healer had shrugged then pointed at an uncharacteristically sheepish Cassian. ‘Have you seen the size of your mate?’

Despite getting her into this state, Cassian had been a stalwart support in every moment. He had doted on her constantly. He refused to allow her to do a single thing around the house. He had prepared the entire nursery, massaged her swollen feet, and got whatever food she had a sudden craving for. Once, he even flew all the way to the Autumn Court to purchase a single candy-covered apple for her. He did anything to ensure she didn’t cry.

Crying happened as much as vomiting. Nesta saw a child trip and bloody their knee in Windhaven, and she’d been the inconsolable one. Cassian had eaten the last stale biscuit after asking her three times if she wanted it then she burst into tears when he’d finished it; her body deciding it did want it after all. Being near baby Nyx was hell. If he started, Nesta sobbed. The sound of his cries made her milk leak so Nesta cried even more at her soggy dress.

Nobody knew what to do when she wept. They hadn’t gotten used to her hormonal state in eight months. Cassian was the only one who could soothe her fully. The pregnancy had brought them even closer. He’d only made he cry once in the last week, when he’d confiscated her salted pistachios and claimed too much salt was bad for her and the baby. He’d soon learnt never to take the food away.

Nesta spent the morning hugging the toilet then needed Cassian’s assistance to rise. She wore one of his tunics. Nothing much fit her these days. Everything was too tight or too uncomfortable. The steadily rising temperature of the summer made her miserable too.

‘Everything’s packed, sweetheart.’

Her lower lip wobbled. It had been agreed that they’d relocate to Velaris for the final few weeks. Nobody expected Nesta to reach full term anyway. Saying goodbye to the cabin even for a few weeks made her sniffle. Cassian brought her close and cuddled her.

It was not only Nesta whose emotions were on edge. There was nothing fiercer than a male with a heavily-pregnant, thoroughly miserable mate it seemed. When Nesta had been out of ear-shot, he’d argued with anybody over anything. If Rhys hadn’t moved his knee enough out of the way when Nesta moved past. If Mor hadn’t offered Nesta a fifth strawberry. If the wraiths cooked something that turned Nesta’s stomach. Elain had made a comment with no ill-intent about how different Feyre and Nesta’s pregnancies were. That was it. As soon as Nesta’s eyes had filled with tears, Cassian was on his feet ready to wage war for his mate against Elain of all people.

Azriel and Rhysand took it in turns to come to their cabin on the outskirts of Windhaven to spar with him. Mostly they ended up bloodied and beaten, but it helped to take the edge off Cassian’s temper. Usually, Azriel would escort his mother there so that Rovena could placate Nesta meanwhile. The Illyrian female would bring knitted blankets or toys, traditional Illyrian meals, or homemade remedies for all of Nesta’s ailments. She was the gentle mother that neither of them had, who always brought comfort and reassurance.

‘We won’t see Rovena.’

Cassian stroked her head. ‘It’s just a few weeks. We’re closer to the healers and our family.’

‘But Rovena’s our family,’ Nesta wailed. ‘And Zasha? He’s our first-born. We can’t just leave Illyria.’

Their dog would remain with Rovena for the time being – that had been another upset. Rhys was reluctant to let the ill-mannered, untrained hound into his elegant riverside estate, especially with his own new born son. Nesta had cried and protested that Zasha wasn’t an issue. Eris had offered to keep him a while, but the dog was bonded well with Rovena.

When Cassian’s brothers came to transport their belongings, Azriel asked if everything really was necessary. His eyes had lingered on Nesta’s weapons piled up by the door. She hadn’t managed any activity more than a slow walk around the garden in weeks and weeks.

‘It’s coming,’ Cassian growled. ‘Nesta wants it. It’s coming.’

As they settled into a floor of the vast river estate, various members of the inner circle helped move their furniture around and unpack for them. They had four blissful days together in the early summer sunshine then Cassian was sent on a mission to the mortal lands to meet with Jurian and Eris.

‘It’s only a few days,’ he promised.

Cassian had not been happy about the decision. He’d argued with Rhys over his selection when Nesta was so heavily pregnant. They still had a few weeks in theory, Cassian knew, but Nesta was ready to pop at any moment it seemed. There was no way around it. Only him or Rhys could go. Rhys had a baby to care for. Feyre’s pregnancy might have been a dream, but at least their son was proving to be the opposite. The fact was a balm to soothe Nesta. Cassian would whisper to her that they’d have an easy baby who slept all night. Nyx didn’t sleep. It was their fault for naming him after night. The pair of them were lucky if they managed two hours a night – and never solid. That fact was evidenced by Rhys throwing his full mug of tea into the bin and keeping hold of the tea strainer

‘But what if the baby comes.’

‘Rhys will bring me back. But the baby won’t come yet.’

‘I can’t do it without you,’ she pleaded, hooking her fingers into his. It always broke his heart when she began to cry, even if now Nesta cried if a spider was squashed.

‘And you won’t. Just a few days.’

It had taken almost an hour to prise himself out of her grip. Azriel had employed emergency diversion tactic number one and brought Gwyn for a visit. Nesta’s mood had brightened so Cassian swooped down for a kiss then was on his way before she could fully register his absence.

***

They had managed two days with no blubbering. Cassian was due back for dinner, thank the Mother. Azriel felt for Nesta, he really did, but they all trod on egg-shells around her. Where was the silver-eyed female who’d blazed with power? Washed away with all the wailing that happened. Mor had nearly set her off the previous night by asking if she missed Cassian. The whole room had tensed as Nesta sucked in a breath. They had employed emergency diversion tactic number two and a babbling baby Nyx was pressed to her chest. He hadn’t wanted to sleep anyway, Feyre had muttered.

It wasn’t the crying that was the worst bit. It was what followed Nesta’s tears. A male, full of rage and protectiveness, would come and bellow at them. It was like upsetting a cub and the big, daddy bear was lurking round the corner ready to rip their heads off.

‘It’s sweet.’

Azriel rolled his eyes at Gwyn in the garden. ‘I feel like a prisoner.’

‘Then keep your jailer happy.’

They did all they could to keep Nesta happy. She’d been taken for a slow plod around the garden by Lucien and Elain and sat now with her feet in a stream, drinking lemonade with a book. Azriel was glad he was not female. If he’d only seen Feyre’s pregnancy, he might have thought it was something magical. Nesta had opened his eyes to the horrors that came with bringing life into the world.

In the afternoon, their horror became a reality. Nesta’s cries rang out from the kitchen. Azriel surged there, his shadows carrying him quicker.

She clutched her handkerchief to her chest and sobbed.

‘I’m sorry. Please, don’t cry. I’m sorry,’ Varian said, trying to pull an arm around her.

Nesta stood rooted to the spot crying. Rhys was there, pushing Varian out of the way and putting his own arm around Nesta. Miraculously, she sunk into his touch.

‘What did you do to her?’

Amren threw up her hands. ‘It was a valid question.’

The male hung his head. ‘It was wrong of me. I’m so sorry.’

‘He asked me if was carrying twins. I look like a beached whale.’ Nesta let out a high-pitched whine.

‘You look beautiful, Nesta,’ said Gwyn. Mor nodded her head in agreement.

It only made Nesta cry harder. ‘You two are perfect. I look like I’ve swallowed a boulder. I haven’t seen my feet for weeks.’

Feyre bounced a red-faced, screaming Nyx on her hip. ‘I was the same, Nesta. It will pass.’

‘No, it won’t! You didn’t even look pregnant. I’m an elephant.’ Tears streaked her face. Her crying made Nyx cry.

‘It is an unnaturally large baby,’ Amren grimaced.

Rhys shushed her. ‘Pregnancy is a blessing, Nesta.’

‘You carry this gigantic bat then,’ she hissed.

It was at that moment that Elain and Lucien entered carrying groceries. One of those items hung over Lucien’s arm; a floppy-necked pheasant ready to be plucked.

‘Is that a dead bird?’

Lucien wasn’t quick enough to hide it behind his back.

Nobody could stop Nesta’s crying. No offers of cake or massages or future babysitting could slow the flood of tears. They all fussed about her, trying to get her into a chair and to drink a nice, cold lemonade again. One of Azriel’s shadows brushed against Nesta’s forehead to cool her down. The summer heat wasn’t helping things. Nesta was inconsolable at the thought of the bird being killed now.

Rhys suddenly froze. His face drained of colour.

‘Cassian’s coming.’

If they thought mention of her mate’s name might have improved the situation, they were sorely mistaken. They flapped around the kitchen, debating what to do. Amren and Varian fled as quickly as they could, knowing that they were most likely to be victims of the general’s ire. Lucien stashed the pheasant in a cupboard then Feyre yelled at him to get rid of it properly. Through it all, Rhys bounced Nyx in his lap, trying to get his son to stop crying, while keeping an arm around Nesta’s shoulders as he perched on the arm of the chair.

‘Should I bar the door?’ Azriel asked drily.

‘Like that will keep him out,’ Mor snorted.

‘Nesta, you have to stop crying,’ Elain whispered, clutching her sister’s hand. ‘If Cassian comes back and you’re crying, he’ll…’

None of them wanted to think about what Cassian would do. Nesta cried at everything and he’d fight them over it. Azriel had been banned from eating eggs because Nesta started crying thinking about them one day being chicks. Even when he had explained to Cassian that it was physically impossible for the eggs he ate to turn into chickens, Cassian had still enforced the ban.

They felt the tremor as Cassian landed on the front step.

‘Give me my son,’ Feyre had ordered before scurrying from the room with him.

Azriel gave a nod to Gwyn. Leave while you still can, he thought.

‘You’re not going anywhere. She’s ­your sister,’ Lucien said, catching Elain by the arm as she tried to flee. He pulled Elain in front of him and gave a twinkling smile.

‘Nesta, stop crying. I’ll give you anything. My entire bank account. Stop crying,’ Mor begged. ‘He’s coming now, just please stop crying.’

‘I can’t,’ she sniffed, dabbing at her face. ‘All I do is cry and vomit.’

The great shadow of Cassian loomed into the kitchen. The wraiths had the sense to vanish, dragging Azriel’s shadows with them.

He said nothing, merely looked at Nesta sobbing in the chair. He raised an eyebrow to Rhysand who leapt away from it. Each step towards his mate made the house quake.

‘Lucien brought a dead bird into the house,’ Mor said, throwing Lucien under the wagon.

‘You know she’s not eating meat,’ Cassian hissed, engulfing Nesta into a fierce embrace. ‘None of you should have meat in the house. You know this.’

Yes, they did, Azriel thought miserably. They couldn’t have meat or eggs because Nesta felt too guilty about the animals who suffered. No fish either. She’d gone off the smell of cinnamon. They weren’t allowed to drink because she couldn’t. It had to be said that Nesta never insisted on these rules; it was the overprotective nursemaid that puffed up his chest and set the commandments.

‘Varian asked if she was having twins,’ Lucien shot back, angling Elain so she was his shield.

‘He what?’

Nesta cried harder at the memory. ‘I’m huge.’

‘Where is Varian?’

They knew Cassian well enough to recognise the challenge in his voice. That low note always meant danger.

‘Do you know what, Cass? Since you work so hard, you can go on leave. You and Nesta deserve fun. Take as much time off as you want. I wanted to build you a house too. Here. Illyria. Both.’

The fearsome face of the general melted away as he turned back to Nesta. His wings spread out behind him, blocking her mostly from view. Azriel could still see a glimpse of Nesta as she wiped her tears with the back of her hand. She spoke Illyrian fluently now. Her accent gave her away, but only Azriel and Rhys could eavesdrop on the conversation.

‘Do you want to go back to Illyria?’

‘I just want this baby out of me. I’m so hot and miserable. I can’t sleep. They’ve been kicking me all day.’

Cassian’s massive hand rubbed Nesta’s stomach then she guided it to the side of her bump. The corners of his mouth ticked up as a foot met his palm then he said in a stern voice, ‘Stop hurting your mother.’

He rummaged for something in his bag then pulled out an apple on a stick drizzled in toffee. ‘From Eris.’

Nesta tore open the wrapping and crunched down on the sticky flesh. The moment the sugar touched her tongue, she let out a sigh of happiness. Cassian stroked her hair, glad his mate was at peace finally.

To them, still cowering in the kitchen, he mouthed, ‘Food. Always food.’

[guizh0ng]

Remember

Chapter 9: The Shrine's Guardian

(TW: SHORT CHAPTER I REPEAT SHORT FUCKING CHAPTER, and uh not alot of dialogue)

Everything felt so familiar here.

From the sweet scent of cherry blossoms in the air.

To the comfort that the traditional silk kimonos brought to her skin.

The candlelight from the shrines in honor of New Year's Day was also quite comforting.

Even with the final drop of the candle's wax.

Every moment is fragile, the briefest flashes of light and comfort that are soon to be gone or forgotten by time and space itself.

Nothing can last forever, and everything falls apart in the end.

Sora knew this all too well, and it's slowly breaking her apart.

She knew she had no one but herself, and she was all alone in her struggles.

Her heart sank at the thought but she couldn't do anything else but...

Cry.

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"HUGHP!'" Sora jolted awake from a deep sleep, gasping harshly for air and grasping her chest tightly, she didn't even notice tears drying up on the side of her cheek.

Her eyes were wide open, filled with shock and fear as she tried to process what was happening to her.

Her heart was racing at a breakneck speed, and it felt like it would burst from the sheer intensity of her emotions.

Sora was overwhelmed by the sudden flood of emotions, and she struggled to regain some sense of control over herself.

But hold on, where was she?

Sora's vision was still filled with darkness, but she could sense the smallness of the space she was in as she extended her hands, reaching out and touching the walls easily.

While it took some time for her to adjust to the darkness, eventually her heartbeat began to slow and her breath became steady when she finally relaxed her grip on her chest.

Sora didn't know the reason behind her sudden appearance in this small and dark room, but she knew she somehow had to get out of there as quickly as possible.

'Okay, think! Think..! You went to that Shrine, a samurai attacked you and...Adrianne! SHIT, WHAT HAPPENED TO HER?!'

Sora knew that Adrianne may not be the nicest person around, but she was still human, and she cared about her nonetheless.

Now, Sora needed to focus on getting out of this place in order to find Adrianne.

Sora stood up and her searching hands wandered around the walls of the small and dark room, frantically trying to locate the exit in this unfamiliar situation.

She was lucky that Japan used sliding doors, as that made finding this room's exit quite effortless.

Sora let out a sigh of relief upon locating the exit, 'Okay..now how do I get out..?'

Sora's mind suddenly seemed to recall something that had been locked away for a while.

She suddenly realized that she still had hidden away her penknife, tucked safely away under her obi and the cloths she got earlier.

It made her sigh in relief that the weapon had not been taken away from her when she had been abducted.

Although who did take her?

The one and only culprit for Sora's sudden disappearance, in her mind, was clearly the samurai.

The mere thought of what he was capable of sent shivers down her spine, reminding her of the harrowing experience Adrianne had suffered under his hands.

But as unfortunate as she can get, she touched her ear to find it empty, ofcourse he took her earpiece, its in the most obvious spot ever.

Sora forced herself to shake off her frustration about the missing earpiece, as she realized there was nothing she could do about it now.

She had more pressing matters to focus on, such as escaping this room and finding Adrianne.

Sora raised her penknife high up in the air, ready to use it should she encounter any resistance from the sliding door.

Since the sliding door didn't present with any challenges, she quickly ripped into with the sharp penknife.

Sora knew she could have just easily used her hands to open the sliding door, but there's no guarantee that she wouldn't end up harming them.

So, she decided not to risk it and instead used her trusted penknife to tear open the door with minimal effort.

Sora stepped out of the room after ripping open the sliding door and tucking her penknife back in her obi, observing the darkness of the kitchen ahead of her.

The interior of the room was barely visible, but she could tell from the general layout that this was indeed the kitchen.

The room's darkness didn't seem to be the result of a simple lack of lighting like in the room she had woken up in, as it felt somehow more sinister and brooding.

Sora cautiously approached the side of the kitchen that she assumed to be the sink, using it to guide her footing and help prevent any possible mishap from occurring as she walked.

Her hands came into contact with something coated with a thick layer of wax, which instantly alarmed her.

Sora touched the waxed object and felt the consistency of the substance.

Her conclusion was that it was, really, a candle.

She realized the candle stood upright on a candleholder and was still intact, making it a viable source of light in this darkened room.

Sora's happiness at being able to see better flared up as she acknowledged that there was a way to lighten up this gloom.

The only obstacle to her plan was the lack of a reliable source of flame.

She quickly cast her eyes downwards and located the cabinet she had seen previously.

The drawers of the cabinet were quickly opened, and she happily discovered a box filled with matches.

..And some few teacups even accompanied the matches, Guess this house is really getting into the tradition of Japan.

Sora quickly and skillfully opened the matchbox and produced a single match from within.

She swiftly and confidently struck the match against the box, successfully producing a small flame that she then used to ignite the candle placed on the candleholder.

With a look of wonder, she carefully picked up the candle holder and walked through the darkened room, free from any obstacles.

Sora's light cast its bright glow upon the next room she entered, and the first thing she saw was a green rug in the middle of the room.

The tea table above it was adorned with a traditional teaset, consisting of cups, bowls, and saucers.

Sora observed the Japanese teaset with fascination, amazed by how the set had been carefully arranged in a stylish manner.

The traditional atmosphere of this room, combined with the comfort of the bright light, gave her a sense of contentment and comfort as she admired the room's design.

Sora felt an urge to stop and take a break, sit down and relax in the comfort of this charming room.

There was an inherent warmth to the atmosphere, made all the more inviting and captivating by the warm glow of the candle in her hand.

But Sora knew that her situation was still dire, and she couldn't afford to waste time.

She had to get back to Adrianne and find an exit, ofcourse.

So, with a quick shake of her head, Sora decided to continue exploring the room, putting any desires for relaxation on the back burner for now.

Sora's exploration of the room continued, and she observed that the furniture present was quite limited.

She noticed a single potted bonsai occupying a portion of the room, along with a number of scrolls hung on the wall.

..And piles of crumbled-up paper stacked in one corner of the room, seemingly discarded or destroyed documents of some sort.

Huh.

Sora's natural curiosity got the best of her as she decided to get closer to the pile of papers, careful not to set the candle too close as to prevent any accidental burning.

In doing so, she placed the candle in a safe position, providing her with just enough light to inspect the documents without running the risk of setting the papers ablaze.

Sora began to look at the papers one by one, her curiosity about each one growing with each piece of document she read.

Some of them were filled with repeated kanji symbols.

Some of them were scrapped letters, the words were barely visible but its probably due to the lighting.

And some were half-burned land notices..

So it is the same shrine...

Sora's pity for the old woman as well as even the samurai grew even more, as the papers she was reading through added a personal touch to their circumstances. 

To imagine losing something that had once been so valuable and sentimental must have been heartbreaking for both parties, making Sora's heart ache even more for their misfortune.

Sora held the paper tightly in her hands as she slowly crumpled it up.

Sora's sympathy for the old woman and the samurai was still there, but she was aware that this is no excuse to the actions that the samurai took against both herself and Adrianne.

She angrily tossed the crumbled up papers in her hands aside as she grabbed her candle again and stood back up.

It's time to move on to the next room, she stalled around longer than she should.

Sora's eyes were filled with wonder as she traversed the next room, holding her newly found candle for added illumination.

The second living room was quite vacant, with minimal furniture placed in the space.

The only thing that seemed to occupy much of the room's space was a small shrine in the middle corner.

Sora moved closer to it for a better view, eager to examine the intricate details of the shrine and its decorations.

She looked over to the wooden shrine on the table that resembled a small house.

Inside of it was what appeared to be a family picture..they looked happy and content.

Two unlit candles remained on both sides of the shrine, while a fresh mochi offering was placed at the shrine's forefront meaning its new.

'Did that samurai set this up..? Geez, even if he did hurt us..this is quite sweet' Sora's mood softened upon encountering the shrine, which gave off a comforting air that eased her nerves.

She didn't touch the mochi, considering that it was a sacred offering placed there for the dead, even she knew that.

Instead, she merely touched the shrine itself to examine it a bit further.

Although it was made of simple wooden materials, Sora could still sense the intricate detail that had been carved into the shrine's surface.

Sora's hands moved towards the picture of that happy family, gently picking it up as she proceeded to examine the details of their faces and gestures.

She could feel just how cheerful these people were from their expressions alone, and it made her feel a sudden surge of envy.

She doesn't know why but she bottles the feeling down and moves on.

Sora examined the picture in detail, noticing that it was made up of several members of the same family.

There were grandparents, parents, and two children, with a potential third one on the ripped part of the picture.

She couldn't tell for sure if the other image was supposed to be a child, but judging from the picture's composition, that seemed like a likely possibility.

She then dusted off the frame and once she did she noticed a Japanese writing on the top left reading 'Ryuu Shrine'.

...

She'll take note of that

Sora moved her candle towards the side of the table , intending to light up the entire corner as she put it down.

As she did, her eyes fell on a half-open scroll on the side of the table.

Sora's curiosity was immediately piqued as this scroll was shrouded in mystery and intriguement for her.

Without a second thought, Sora reached for it, intending to examine whatever the contents on it for herself.

However, she was caught off-guard when another hand seized the scroll simultaneously with hers.

"What the-.." Sora raised her candle so that she can see the identity of the person who had dared to interrupt her.

As she did, she locked eyes with him, the samurai, as his gaze met hers and held it firmly.

He looked down at the scroll before averting his eyes to her, and she felt a chill run down her spine at his menacing stare.

The sheer terror of memories of the things he had done returned with a sudden intensity, and she became visibly shaken and weakened, her knees threatening to give way under the weight of her own distress.

But no, she has to fight back, she can't give in to fear again, and she got to the scroll first so he's technically attempting to steal it from her.

Sora shrugged mentally.

"Hey! Back Off!" Sora instinctively pulled the scroll away from the samurai, unintentionally dragging him along with it towards her.

The startled samurai didn't seem pleased as he now stood face-to-face with Sora, ("Gomen'nasai,-saki ni totte shimaimashita" ("Sorry, grabbed it first.") The samurai smirked as he snatched the scroll that Sora had tried so hard to keep close to her.

She was no match for his strength, as he easily seized the scroll and tugged her along as well.

Sora furrowed her brows, "Shinakatta!" ("DID NOT.") Sora tried to regain some kind of control as she strained herself physically to pull the scroll back towards her.

She switched to another language, yelling at the samurai as if an immature child.

She mustered every last bit of her inner reserves to try and pull the scroll from his grasp, attempting to keep his hands off the mysterious scroll.

They continued to battle for control over the mysterious scroll, both of them growing increasingly frustrated with each other's determination.

They tugged at the scroll aggressively, neither willing to give in to the other's attempts at seizing control of it.

"Mō tebanashite kudasai!" ("JUST LET GO ALREADY") Sora let out more aggressive and defiant demands for the scroll, determined to wrest it from the samurai's grasp no matter what.

"Karada ga bō no yō ni natte iru no ni, dō yatte chōshi o tamotte imasu ka?!" ("HOW ARE YOU STILL KEEPING UP WHEN YOUR BUILT LIKE A STICK") Sora was taken aback by the samurai's harsh words, as she gasped for air dramatically in indignation.

She tightened her grip on the scroll in response, pulling it harder than ever before.

The samurai also noticed this, and he held the scroll tighter as well, the both of them tearing at the scroll simultaneously.

A sudden violent tug-of-war ensued as they each tried to pull the scroll towards their own side, eventually leading to the scroll getting ripped in half and throwing them into opposite sides of the room.

"Ugh.." Sora slowly opened her eyes after the impact of the fall, rubbing her head in an attempt to lessen the ache from the fall.

As she looked at her other hand, she noticed that a torn piece from the scroll was in her grasp.

She quickly looked up towards the samurai, who was already standing and seemed to be getting ready to act.

In a desperate attempt to stand despite the pain from the aching head, she reached for her obi and pulled out her penknife, she also tucked in her part of the scroll in her obi, having it in safekeeping.

Sora held the knife in front of her in a defensive position, watching the samurai unsheathe the sword from his side with growing fear.

The katana's razor-sharp edge and the samurai's immense proficiency with it made her anxious and nervous, and her hands trembled slightly at the thought of what he could do to her with the blade.

Sora could not take her eyes off of the samurai, as she kept her stance in place and prepared to react to any sudden attacks.

"Anatahadaredesu ka?" ("Who are you?") Sora asked.

Sora had so many questions she wanted to ask him, yet she knew she had very little time to do so.

One question loomed larger than all the others, however, and that was the one she wanted to ask the samurai the most.

"Watashi no koto o 'Shimazu' to yonde kudasai. Demo, anata ga shinde shimattara soreha dekimasen yo ne?" ("Call me 'Shimazu', but you can't if your dead now, can you?") 'Shimazu', the samurai suddenly moved forward, his feet quickly shifting as he delivered a swift attack, attempting to cut Sora in half with his sword.

Sora was barely able to dodge the slash, her body moving with the speed of how fast she can go to avoid the blade's sharp edge.

She knew that she did not possess the incredible strength or skillset that Adrianne had, meaning she would not have been able to block the samurai's sword with her penknife.

The fear and anxiety within her increased as she realized how outmatched she was against this enemy.

Sora attempted to observe any weak points on the samurai, her feet dragging across the floor as she tried to keep up with his speed.

The fact that he was unarmored made it slightly easier for her to spot potential weaknesses, but his sheer agility and skill level made up for the lack of defense he possessed.

Him being better than her in every way did not improve her mood.

And the fact that she was fighting him while wearing a kimono only complicated matters even further, making it harder for her to move around quickly enough to evade his attacks.

If she had known this would happen, she would have opted to agree to Viktoriya to come with Adrianne on scouting her area afterall.

Sora spun around to the back, managing to dodge the attack and trying to stab him once she turned again, but the samurai was too quick, and he managed to stab her in the side of the chest.

The pain was intense and searing, causing her to wince aloud and curse under her breath as she quickly tried to get away from his grasp.

Sora turned back towards Shimazu having recovered quicker than before, and her penknife lashed out as she stabbed deeply into his shoulder, making sure he wouldn't forget the pain he had inflicted upon her.

Shimazu grunted as he looked at the spot where Sora had stabbed him.

He was angry not only because of the pain but also because this injury had been inflicted by a weak individual like her.

However, he did lower his guard for a moment but not taking long before raising his katana again.

Sora was alert and attentive, noticing this slight opening and using her penknife to swiftly push away the sword.

She then jumped back to further distance herself from him, hoping to avoid any further injuries.

The fight had just began, but Sora was already exhausted.

Her breathing had become short and shallow, and her muscles had already begun to loosen as she struggled to keep moving, her limbs growing weaker with each passing moment.

Yet, she was still overjoyed at her successful attempt at pushing his katana away, a brief moment of pride for her.

Despite her momentary pleasure, she couldn't let herself lose focus as the fight continued on.

Anata wa… Mafia no ichiindesu yo ne…?!" ("You..your one of those mafia people, aren't you..?!") Sora exclaimed softly, her breathing shortening as time pass by.

Shimazu scoffed and looked at her, "Ha~a... Karera wa nozonde ita" ("Hah..they wished")

Shimazu once again took up a firm stance, this time with his katana raised as he began attacking her again.

'What..? But I thought we were dealing with the mafia..' Sora's thoughts overlapped in her head but she shook it off temporarily for the sake of her focus.

Sora was more prepared this time, having observed his attack patterns previously, and she was slightly more confident that she could possibly survive this encounter.

However, she was caught off guard when he kicked her in the stomach, the impact sending her skidding across the floor even as she lost hold of her penknife.

The sword was no longer the only danger to her well-being as her breathing became even more short and shallow, and her movements became even more sluggish.

Sora raised her head, still struggling for air and wincing from the pain.

She reached out for her penknife, hoping to regain some control of the situation, but a blade pressed against her neck immediately made her stop in her tracks.

"Ējento u~intākurakkusu, sono pen ni furereba, kono ha ga anata ga isshō de miru saigo ni narudeshou" ("Touch that pen, Agent WinterCrux, and this blade will be the last you see in your lifetime") Sora flinched when she heard her codename but it didn't stop her from rolling her eyes mentally, the samurai's threat having no impact on the exhausted girl.

She was too tired to care at this point, but her instincts were still strong, and she wanted to live.

So, she complied, letting her hands drop to the floor in complete surrender.

"Watashi ni nani o suru tsumoridesu ka?" ("What are you going to do to me?") Having no time wasted, Sora immediately threw the question.

There was a moment of silence between the two as each one tried to gain their bearings after such an exhausting engagement.

Sora took her time to get up to her feet, properly looking at him.

"Torihiki o shimashou" ("Let's make a deal.") He spoke bluntly.

"Nani?" ("What?")

"Torihiki o shimashou" ("Let's make a deal.") He repeated, making her pause and take a minute to gather her thoughts.

...

"HUH?!"

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"What..the fuck" Adrianne mumbled something under her breath, trying to will herself through the discomfort.

She was just barely regaining her consciousness, her head feeling light and her entire body aching.

Every inch of her body hurt, she layed down there, a pool of blood right under her stabbed hand.

Everything hurts and she can't get up in the moment but she knows one thing she needs to do once she did.

Find Sora.