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nyxronomicon · 2 years

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The names of the harbingers comes from the Italian play Commedia dell'arte. In said play, La Signora and Pantalone are married and now I can’t stop imagining a poly relationship with the two harbingers. I just want to be their darling little house/trophy wife that they get to spoil and doll up all nice and pretty to show off, who takes care of them when they get home from work by cooking dinner for them and drawing them a bath, who keeps the house nice and clean, and maybe takes care of the little ones while they’re off working, if they want kids. I LOVE DOMESTIC PANTALONE X READER X LA SIGNORA.

threesome // kinktober week 2

Ohh... i love this thought... but also... (this has been living in my head for a while now)

tw: threesome w/ Pantalone & Signora, sub gn!reader, established poly relationship, cockwarming, reader wears a maid dress, spit, mild size kink?, tit sucking (Signora receiving), oral (Signora receiving), creampie, a single spank, fingering

MC body parts: hole (up for interpretation)

pet names: darling, dear

"Our maid is so thorough." Signora stroked your head as the three of you settled in on the couch for the evening. You dropped your head onto her bosom, burying your face in the swell of her breasts.

"The room is spotless, darling." Pantalone's hands wandered your body. The two of them always seemed to be horny after work. Maybe it was the skimpy costume they always made you wear as you did housework, but you'd started to get conditioned to feel the same way.

Pantalone’s hands ran up your thigh, slowly making circles as he encouraged your legs to spread. You let out a whimper when his fingers lifted your skirt, rubbing over your sex.

“Somebody’s horny.” He chuckled with arrogance feeling your arousal.

“Always so eager for attention, aren’t you dear?” Signora's fingers followed, both harbingers now slowly feeling you.

You whimpered, arching your back at their advances. They loved to see you so needy. In your haze of arousal, you didn't notice the way Pantalone's slacks were strained by his hard cock. Nor did you notice the way Signora bit her lip, eager to watch you fall apart once again.

"You want to be filled, don't you, darling?" Pantalone cooed in your ear. He took your hand, leading it to the bulge in his pants. Night after night, the two of them toyed with you like this. It was to the point where you were addicted. Just the feel of his shaft through the fabric had drool collecting in your mouth. You quickly nodded at him.

"You're so cute." Signora brought your free hand to her breast, encouraging you to feel her. "So needy and obedient for us." Heat coursed through you, feeling overwhelmed by the attention already.

Pantalone led your hand to his belt. You fumbled around with it, your other hand still on Signora's breast. Feeling impatient, Pantalone helped you remove it, his throbbing cock doing the thinking. He could never get enough of seeing you in that skimpy dress, especially when you were basically a live-in maid anyway.

As he pulled out his cock, you instantly found it, curling your fingers around the shaft. Pantalone's head fell back as you stroked him, a light moan escaping his lips. You watched as Signora leaned over him, spitting on his cock to prepare him for you. You obediently spread the saliva over him, mixing it with the precum that dribbled out.

"Go ahead dear, you too." Signora was always the responsible one, knowing Pantalone's size alone was enough to require lubrication. Or maybe she was just more invested in your pleasure than he was. You also leaned over him, your drool easily covering his thick cock.

Pantalone's head snapped back up, suddenly pulling you in for a heated kiss. "I need to be inside you, darling." His voice was gruff and urgent as he pulled away, grabbing your hips. As you moved, he led you to his lap, guiding himself into your hole.

"Mmh... Ah...!" You moaned as he stretched you. Your back arched, pressing against his chest as your head dropped back onto his shoulder. Somehow you still weren't used to his size. You felt so full when he was inside you, bouncing on him a few times before he pulled you tightly against him.

"How about a little cockwarming today?" He chuckled. "I want to see how long you can last."

"Oh, excellent idea." Signora laughed with him before leaning over you. She buried you in her cleavage as she kissed Pantalone. As they kissed, you were hyper-aware of their panting, the light moans spilling out. Without a thought, you played with Signora's breasts, pressing them into your face as you licked and kissed her sensitive skin.

Since her dress was strapless, it didn't take much for her tits to fall out. It was only moments before you were able to trail your kisses to her nipple, licking it as you felt it harden in your mouth. She gasped in pleasure, pulling away from her kiss with Pantalone.

Her soft tit felt so good in your mouth, and she made the sweetest noises as you played with it. It didn't take long for her to grind against your thigh, her fingers finding their way to your sex.

Just the touch of her fingers sent electricity up your spine. You arched your back, still so sensitive to Pantalone's cock as you squirmed.

"You're not allowed to move." Pantalone's grip on your waist tightened, keeping you from getting the friction you were so desperate for. Your walls were so tight against him, you almost didn't need the friction as he pressed against your g-spot.

"Don't tell me you're ready to cum already?" Signora chuckled, enjoying how heavy your eyes were with arousal when you looked up from her breast. She rubbed you faster, her fingers slick with your arousal.

You were so close to orgasm, feeling Pantalone twitch inside you as your walls pulsed tightly against him. You slipped your hand up the slit of Signora's dress, your fingers easily finding her clit as you returned the favor, stimulating her as you felt yourself approach the edge. You wanted to hear her moan.

Signora's lewd sounds made it very hard for you to touch her properly, unable to keep any kind of pace as your entire body was weak with ecstasy. Your sex was burning with passion, only intensifying as Pantalone gave you a single hard thrust. You wanted to beg for mercy but with Signora's breasts tight against your face, all you could manage to do was whimper.

"Go ahead, then." Pantalone murmured into your ear. "Cum for us." He stopped moving again, your hole throbbing against him as it tightened in pleasure. Signora continued stimulating you, although you could tell she was losing herself to the pleasure, too.

You felt a familiar heat tingling from your sex, spreading quickly through your whole body as you reached climax. You barely noticed yourself squirting out cum, decorating Signora's delicate hand. You rode out the high feeling Pantalone twitching inside you, still not allowing you to move.

"My turn." Signora chuckled as she brought her messy fingers to your lips. You licked them clean of your cum, mind still in a haze of pleasure. She laid back on the couch, spreading her legs to put her wet pussy on display. You followed without hesitation, removing yourself from Pantalone to taste her cunt. She moaned when your tongue found her clit, wasting no time stimulating her.

"Not even a warning, hm?" Pantalone smacked your ass, which was now right next to his face. The skirt of your maid dress was so short you might as well not be wearing one. He groped you before putting his fingers into your sloppy hole, curling them to hit your sensitive spot. You whined into Signora's pussy, still sensitive from the intense orgasm.

"Don't mind him, dear." Signora cooed, gently holding the back of your head as you slid your tongue into her cunt. "He's just... jealous..." She started breathing heavily, already feeling the pleasure course through her.

Pantalone positioned himself behind you, his still slick cock slowly pressing into your entrance. It was only moments before he'd sheathed himself, making you moan again. Signora felt the vibrations of your voice, it was absolute bliss.

"Such a good little toy..." Pantalone rammed into you, enjoying the view of your head deep between Signora's legs. He especially loved the way your ass jiggled with each thrust.

You were so sensitive still, the lingering orgasm began to quickly build again. You desperately wanted one of them to cum before you did again, so you began fingering Signora's clit as your tongue flicked in and out of her cunt. She moaned, arching her back as you moved in time with Pantalone's thrusts.

Both of them knew you were falling apart again. Of course, they loved to cum in tandem with you so they overstimulated you like this every time. Pantalone smirked, chasing his own high as he reached around you, rubbing your sex. He wanted to feel you tighten against him.

The lewd sounds coming from your lips felt divine against Signora's pussy. She bucked her hips towards you, her own moans filling the room as well.

"Y-yes...! MC..." She was panting, so close to the edge when she shouted your name. You frantically stimulated her, so close to cumming again as Pantalone worked on you. "I'm gonna- ah!" You felt her squirt into your mouth, the taste of her essence pushing you over the edge.

Your hole tightened around Pantalone as you reached your second orgasm, practically milking his cock. He grunted, stiffening with each thrust. You could feel his ropes of cum fill you and his moans of pleasure gave you heightened pleasure as the three of you rode out the high.

You pulled your mouth away from Signora, resting your head on her soft thigh. You only just now noticed Pantalone catching his breath, his cock softening inside you before he pulled it out. He dropped a kiss on your ass, admiring the cum spilling out of your hole.

#genshin smut #pantalone x reader #signora x reader #kinktober 2022 #genshin

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emohee · 3 years

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hii! Can I ask some reaction about rich yandere kinda bully niki with a childhood friend reader ? ( why do I see him literally seeing the maid’s daughter and he is like “she is mine” yet he is always a bully but nobody can even look at his little bride or else… and by the years its just getting out of hand ) btw I love your works even tho you just started I wish you good luck and lots of love ✨weee✨

rich!bully!yandere!niki x reader

- ,, pairing : yandere!niki x fem!reader

- ,, genre : yandere

- ,, tw : yandere themes

- ,, word count : 647

- ,, yuri's note : THIS IDEA IS 😩💯, i had so much fun writing this lol

西村力

backstory of your relationship<3

as a child he would steal your candies and hide them around the villa where you lived

you always knew it was him and so one day went to argue with him but he denied it all and ended up making you cry

you really didn't want to be next to him, because he always made fun of you, but your mother forced you to play with him, so as not to create any kind of conflict and not to be eventually fired

then you got to the age where you started going to school

he always forgot the books at home and so he took yours from your backpack, to make it seem that you forgot the books instead.

when you drew at school, he always tore up your drawings :(

in elementary school niki was bearable but in middle school he became your nightmare

once you fell in love with your classmate and niki noticed it so during a speech niki was giving to the class (with everyone present) he told everyone that you liked your crush, and everyone started teasing you & laughing at you, not much after your crush started to avoid you and at that point you just wanted to disappear.

luckily that happened in the last year of middle school, so you didn't have to suffer for long

in high school, you fell in love with your best friend, you often invited him to your house, and when you, your friend and niki met, niki always said some horrible things to your friend so much that he no longer wanted to come to your house

but obviously that didn't change anything in your relationship, you still remained best friends

one day you decided to confess and your best friend was about to accept the confession, but by chance niki came up with his group of "friends" and started teasing you heavily.

in a week the whole school knew about you and your bestfriend.

your best friend decided to change school and told you he never wanted to see you again because your love confession had ruined his reputation

and you were left alone once again

a short time later niki began to come to your room more and more often to talk to you, but of course you didn't answer him and did everything to ignore him

"answer me, talks to me or I'll tell my parents to fire your mother, and you don't want that, do you?"

you told your mom about this, and she begged you to talk to niki cause she couldn't lose her job like that

so you started hanging out with him just for the sake of your mother's job

your relationship now<3

always wants to hold your hand

wants to go out with you almost every day

"you are the maid's daughter, your mother is my parents' maid, while you are my maid so do your job and go out with me"

used to say stuff like

"hahaha! the loser likes me! pathetic" "don't touch me ew"

now says stuff like

"y/n you don't want to hug me? are you afraid of blushing? aw how cute! y/n got a crush for me!" "hold my hand or i'll fire your mother<3"

loves to tease you

feels bad and tries to be softer with you if you get offended

tries to make you blush

"y/n your hoodies are trash, wear mine instead"

often calls you "shawty" or "bunny"

takes a lot of pictures with you

tells his friends you're secretely his girlfriend

he wants to be the only one in your life, in fact he's your only friend

is actually planning marriage and children

"nishimura y/n sounds really good-"

"excuse me what the f-"

he has saved you in his phone as "未来の花嫁💗" (future bride💗)

he has a picture of you as a baby as his wallpaper

your daily texts <3

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patt-writes-stuff · 3 years

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Beach Days with The Genshin Characters!

Wc: 1.7k+

Type: Headcanons

CW: umm nothing except mentions of alcohol and maybe people being creeps? (None of the chars or you tho it’s very brief)

A/N: HI IM BACK FROM THE DEAD! These were supposed to be a lot shorter but I got too excited. If you by any chance wanna see some for your fav character lmk! I know it says request are closed in my bio but since it’s just hcs it’s a lot less (and I really enjoyed writing these so ajdhdhdk)

🔥Diluc:

This man cannot swim. Tell me otherwise, I dare you.

Kaeya tried to jokingly push him off a lil diving cliff area when they were kids.

He almost drowned. Kaeya was in a lot of trouble.

So, good luck getting this man to actually get in the water. The most he’ll do is sit on the shore where it’s very shallow.

He usually prefers to just stay under an umbrella on the sand and keep an eye on you.

Calls you every two hours in advance and helps you reapply sunscreen.

He’s very pale so I feel like he burns pretty easily, meaning he needs to reapply super frequently otherwise he will become a tomato. He brings like three bottles of the good shit. Tch, rich boy.

If you ask him to build a sandcastle, he will pretend to be annoyed but do it anyways. Ends up finding it kind of enjoyable.

He has the maids prepare a nice picnic basket for the two of you!! It’s got all your favorite foods plus grape juice cuz y’know.

If any creepy peeps approach you, don’t worry. He brought his vision and his claymore.

Of course, he won’t have to resort to such violent lengths. Everyone in Mondstadt knows who Diluc is and they probably know you’re his s/o, so they’re usually smart enough to mind their own business.

If they don’t, don’t worry. Diluc’s glare is more than enough to scare them away.

All in all I definitely recommend a beach day with him! I’ll give it a solid 8/10 (-2 for not wearing floaties and getting in the water with you or letting you teach him how to swim.

🖌Albedo:

You guys definitely 100% take Klee out with you on a beach day.

You guys bring snacks, beach toys like buckets and shovels for optimal sandcastle building, a picnic blanket, etc.

Jean definitely packs a lot more stuff for you guys to take with you than you actually need.

It’s only cuz she’s worried for Klee and is nervous about not being able to go with you guys though! It’s very sweet really.

Klee tries to bomb the fish and cause havoc at the beach 😭

I think Albedo is a good swimmer and gets in with you and Klee so that he can help her (which is very cute omfg)

He’s set total workaholic, as we know, so it took a lot of convincing to get him to put down his experiments and accompany you to the beach (however, he’s particularly weak to yours and klee’s puppy dog eyes so he caved eventually)

Though, looking at you and Klee happily building sandcastles and decorating them with pretty seashells of all shapes and colors, he can’t really find it in himself to complain.

He, of course, takes this opportunity to take out his sketchbook and draw the waves, seagulls, you… Of course he won’t let you see the sketch book no sir. He’s a bit embarrassed to be honest, but an artist such as himself recognizes beauty when he sees it so he simply had to draw you. (God I love him so much)

If a creepy person approaches you,- well don’t worry. The sight of a small arsonist child blowing up fish is enough to scare them away 🥰

At the end of the day, all three of you are all ticketed out. Albedo has to carry Klee back to Mondstadt because the poor baby fell asleep the moment you started drying her hair with the beach towel. You’re, of course, carrying back Dodoco and your bags. (You also manage to sneak a peak at Albedo’s sketchbook and find some very pretty drawings of you and Klee with your sandcastle)

At the end of the day, you guys tuck Klee in and read her a bedtime story (she woke up and insisted). Afterwards Albedo takes you back home and thanks you for coming with you and Klee (which you ofc say wasn’t a problem because how could you not???)

All in all? I’ll give it a solid 10/10. You’ve got tasty food, fun times, your boyfriend and his cute kid adoptive sister (yes I am very biased idc)

🦋Xiao:

I think it would take a lot of convincing to get Xiao to go out on a beach date with you.

He’ll probably see it as a distraction getting in the way of his slaying of monsters and demons.

However, he also worships the grounds you walk on (hehe, simp XD), so I don’t think it’ll take that much convincing on your part (especially because it’s is self appointed duty to keep you safe so if you insist on going with or without him, he supposes he’ll have to go)

Is definitely a bit tense at first. He doesn’t know how to let loose and chill so while you’re sun tanning on a beach chair he’s like 🧍‍♂️ahdgshjsjd

Eventually calms down a bit though! You get him to relax and eat some almond tofu you brought along with you. It definitely gets him to perk up.

I don’t think he would mind getting into the water but I do think he’d rather walk along the shore and collect pretty seashells and sea glass.

He later gives the ones he deems pretties to you (he hands them over to you with a blush on his face and pretends it’s not a big deal and he definitely gets all pouty and grouchy when you coo at how adorable he is)

As for creeps, Xiao is both intimidating and well known in Liyue. No one is brave enough (or, let’s be honest, dumb enough) to approach you with any bad intentions.

Sure, Xiao has sworn never to harm a human/citizen of Liyue but that doesn’t mean he can’t scare the absolute shit out of them.

I think Xiao would definitely enjoy a beach day 🥺🥺. He’d find it very relaxing to go out with you and just hear the sound of waves and feel the sand under his feet.

He’d definitely hint at wanting to do it again later. Of course, he won’t tell you. No, that’s a foolish mortal activity and he has much better things to do.

Wait no, don't turn around, yes he will go with you next month.

All in all, I give Xiao a 9/10. It’s a very relaxing day (which he deserves 😤). And you get to see a whole new side of him.

💎Ningguang:

OK SO ORIGINALLY I WASN'T GONNA WRITE ONE FOR HER (at least not in this post) BUT THEN I THOUGHT OF LADY NINGGUANG TAKING YOU TO A WHOLE ASS PRIVATE BEACH

She knows you don’t care about how exclusive the beach you go to is (in fact, the fact that you don’t care about where you are or what you do is one of the things that make her fall more and more madly in love with you) but you deserve the best so she’s gonna go all out.

She’s a busy lady so days like this where the two of you get to go somewhere and be together are few and far between.

She knows it’s hard to be in a relationship with someone who is busy 24/7, so she appreciates how you remain by her side despite all hardships. (Y’all are a whole ass power couple istg)

The two of you spend your day relaxing. Sun bathing, drinking piña coladas, maybe taking a dip in the ocean. It’s all very pleasant!

Ningguang doesn’t quite feel like the type of person who would sit in the sand and make sandcastle, however you’re more than welcome to make some yourself. She finds it endearing <3

If you insist on her helping, she’ll eventually comply. She loves you too much to say no. I feel like she’ll either be terrible at it or like a total architect.

Sand is technically like tiny rocks right? So maybe she can use her vision to help her? If that’s the case, she’s making a replica of the Jade chamber out of sand.

If any creepy person comes up to you don’t worry. Ningguang will buy the whole beach and then use her right of admission as owner to permanently ban them from the beach you’re at.

The only downside to a day at the beach with Ningguang might be that there’s a big chance she’ll be called to tend urgent matters, seeing as she is the Tianquan of the Liyue Qixing and all.

If that does happen, she’ll be sure to make it up to you somehow, whether it be rescheduling or taking care of the matter as soon as possible so that the two of you can get back to your day of relaxation and fun.

All in all?? Lady Ningguang will treat you like total royalty and the two of you will have an amazing time! I give her an 11/10 (she would literally buy a whole beach for you to be comfortable I mean c’mon)

🍃Venti:

BEACH DAYS WITH HIM ARE SO FUN!!

Swimming? Yeah, he’d love to! Sunbathing? Sure! He’ll ever conjure up a light breeze for the two of you. Sandcastle building? WELL OF COURSE WHY DO YOU THING HE BROUGHT ALL THESE BUCKETS AND SHOVELS?

No but seriously, he might be the best person out of everyone here to go to the beach with. He’s fun, free spirited, and he’s a traveling bard who’s been alive long enough to know where all the best beaches in Teyvat are. (He also knows a guy- er, well, dragon I suppose- who is willing to fly them to any place).

He’ll play some soft tunes while you doze under the sun.

HE PICKS PRETTY SHELLS AND GIFTS THEM TO YOU!!!

He will bring booze. I’m pretty sure this is a necessity. If you’re a little upset about it, he’ll probably “eheh~” his way out of it. That slick bastard.

If you really insist on him not drinking, he won’t consume much alcohol.

If some creepy person approaches you and tries to ruin you your day of beach time fun, all of their stuff will suddenly be blown away, causing them to scramble back to their spot and (almost embarrassingly) flail around trying to catch everything. What a shame…

At the end of the day, he’d be a little sad to leave. Definitely makes plans about tbe two of you going back soon.

I gotta give him a 10/10 he’s just so fun omg.

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soft-boi-eli · 3 years

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Mcyts helping a trans masc after top surgry (part 2)

Tw:swearing, mentions of surgry, softness.

Karl

This sweet ass man.

You are just laying on your bed, well sitting really, when he came in.

He had a fuck ton of balloons. And a large box.

Karl seemed like a child on christmas.

Placing the balloons down he handed you the surprisingly light box.

He was gently bouncing as he waited for you to open it.

It shocked you how it even fit in the box.

It was a huge frog bed.

You realized with a pillow you would be able to sleep in it perfectly.

"I knew it was uncomfortable sleeping like that so I got something that should make it a bit more comfortable."-karl

You loved it.

Sadly you couldnt use it till those drains were out though.

He was right though that was definitely more comfortable then laying on a bed only.

He didnt think it through though. And got sad when he wasn't able to fully cuddle you.

But he found out that he could lay on your lap and legs.

You both enjoyed it.

Also he might be a bit squeamish when it came to your chest drains but he was helpful with them.

He helped you clean them and your wounds, he was very, very gentle.

He didnt want to hurt you.

"You know it's ok to do it a little harder. It wont hurt."-(y/n)

"But I dont want to hurt you. I know this doesn't hurt."-karl.

It was sweet. But got kinda annoying sometimes when he couldnt get something off. But he never got angry or frustrated. Just kept very gentle.

I imagine that when he was cleaning your new scars, Jimmy came to see if you got his balloons and if you doing good.

You two were in the living room bowl of warm soapy water, in a large plastic bowl, and karl gently wiping off all of the crust around the scars.

You fell asleep before karl finished and karl was finishing up when jimmy came in.

"Karl. They're alseep."-jimmy

"Yeah but this needs to be cleaned. It doesn't hurt them."-karl

Jimmy and karl literally just sat there till you woke up.

You thanked jimmy for the balloons and thanked karl for helping you clean those wounds.

Karl didnt mind though. Cause this sweet heart cares for you and just wants you to feel better and feel comfortable.

Quackity

He loves you and all but dont expect him to help with the surgical sight.

He'll do everything for you except clean your wounds and drain those drains.

He loves to hug you and kept you warm.

He would stream but you were always behing the green screen so no one would see you.

"Alex. Can you get me to book I left in the living room. I feel like shit still."-(y/n)

He was very quick to get it. And I mean he bolted out got it and brought it in the span of a minute. He gave you a light kiss on the forehead, and whispered.

"Anything for you mi amoir."-quackity.

You gave him a smile.

"Simp."-(y/n)

He gasped offended and looked at you.

"Well only for you though."-quackity.

I imagine as a get well gift quackity would get you something to remind you of him when he streams.

Large duck push.

He knew that his streams could last a long time so he decided it was best if you had a snuggle buddy to help you stay in position.

If the duck got dirty he was cleaned nearly immediately by quackity.

If the duck falls off the bed quackity gently yeets it onto the bed where you can reach.

He might of gotten jealous of the duck a few times. But he seemed to get over it when you went to hugging him instead. Sadly it wasnt that easy to but still none the less you gave him hugs too.

Dont neglect you quack boi.

He needs hugs like you do.

Give them to him. These are the only times you get cuddles. Other then that he is making food, getting you comfy, and fixing your pillows and shit like that.

He is now a maid.

Not sexually though. He just cleans the house, get you things you need, and makes food.

He is helpful.

Just not with the cleaning process of your wounds. And that's fine. He keeps you comfy and that's all that matters.

Also if your cold in the middle of hot ass summer and asking for more blankets he would look at you crazy. Like what the fuck?

But you have them lightly fluttered over you.

He wants you comfy. Even if that means you looking like your boiling alive in the middle of july.

If your happy he's happy. That's how it goes

Badboyhalo

Badboyhalo?

More like dadboyhalo.

He is not going to let you do anything.

Your surgical incisions? He's cleaning them.

Your drains? He's got you.

Your getting alot of soup and smoothies. He even joins in on your so called diet so you wont get jealous about what he has.

Rat is all over you. Sensing the pain you were having and cuddling you completely. Your laps is almost always taken by rat.

Badboyhalo doesn't really care if rat gets alot of attention by you. He just wants you to be comfortable.

But sometimes he gets sad that he cant fully lay with you.

But he enjoys just sitting with you and talking through the nights you cant really sleep.

He gets you a stuffed cat, you use it mainly as a pillow and sometimes hug it when bad is streaming.

"It reminded me of you when I saw it."-bad

Your heart melted.

He loved your reactions to the little sweet gesters he did. It brought him joy to know you were able to relax and trust him at this moment and time.

You get a free swearing pass. He knows you hurt really bad at times but he lightly says language when on stream.

You understood though. He had kids watching too.

You were grumpy one day, bad took rat because of a rat cam stream. And all you wanted was to be warmed up by something else then a blanket.

You were sittinging there looking at bad as he streamed.

You could technically get up and grab rat but he my tell you not to.

So you quietly patted your lap.

Rat immediately seemed to notice and run over to you, jumping onto the bed and laying in your lap.

You felt accomplished and tired so you fell asleep.

Rat leaving made the chat confused but bad explained that you were healing from a surgery.

Chat wished you a good recovery and told bad to go and comfort you. Even though you were asleep.

He tried to explain it but the donations kept yelling at him.

So he ended stream and laid next to you and rat.

This was comfortable.

Eret

Eret, they were a whole 'nother story.

This fabulous being is like a maid service in one.

They have two outfits they wore when you were upset.

A maid outfit and a butler outfit.

You just got home, you were in pain, sitting up and swaddled in blankets and Goose was trying to smother you at this point.

Eret was streaming and you were sitting there in the background, blankets, pain, and goose exsiting.

You didnt know eret was talking about you because you were falling asleep. Eret nor you expected what their followers did.

Her door was bombarded with packages addressed to you. Decorated with words about getting well soon, that they were proud of you, even some saying you were their rolemodle.

Eret decided to have a stream of you opening them.

Let's just say alot of them were food, candies, even foreign food and drinks. Someone made you a homemade blanket in the trans colors.

Best part about that blanket, it was heated.

You were using it immediately as you were freezing.

Eret just chuckled and rubbed your shoulder as you opened them.

Needless to say they are proud of you, happy that you were one huge step closer to who you were.

All they wanted was your happiness.

Niki

She's a sweetheart.

Need I say more?

Well I will because fuck you I can.

Constant cuddles, be it only her head in your lap, it is almost always happening.

When you have to take your pain meds she is instantly on it, do you want soup or a smoothie? You cant decide? She'll make it a surprise.

If you dont live with her then you're staying with her while you are recovering. She doesn't want you alone when you are in pain.

You'll be bedridden until she thinks you're okay.

If she deems you as not fit for doing something she's on it. Drop you glasses for reading/drawing/writing/typing. You bet your ass as soon as she heard that clack and you groan she's picked it up and it's on your lap.

Also makes sure you're good with streaming.

If you say your good with it that day it's a calm stream. There is no lore happening when you're healing everyone was fine with that due to the fact that niki would have to sit out and the lore was with her as well so that couldn't happen.

Will came to visit...

Saw you, took pity, and now you're stuck with two people showering you in affection and comfort.

You saw Wilbur as a brother. And wilbur saw you as his younger brother. So he literally felt the pain when he saw you wince.

Niki thought it was cute and comforted both of you.

Anyways she saw something before your surgery and decided that you needed it.

It would make you feel better.

It made you laugh.

You regretted laughing but loved the hoodie.

It fit so well and it was beautiful, you also were thinking about buying it one day because you could.

But niki beat you to it.

Wilbur didnt stop laughing.

I mean who blames him.

You literally just Yeeted your tits. And niki got you something that said yeet right on top of it.

It worked perfectly.

Also when niki's not cuddling you zuko is.

End of story, you're seriously stuck with cuddles no matter what. Be it from an animal or a human.

Wilbur wont cuddle you more of give you head pats.

Niki normally streamed with you there with her unless lore stream.

So when the second day after your surgery, she had streamed, and you weren't there her chat started asking questions. Wondering if you were good, if something happened.

That's when you raised from your dead sleep, zuko falling off your stomach, shirtless, just to go grab some sock as your toes felt like they would fall off.

Chat seemed relived but started questioning the binder and all that.

Niki explained that you got top surgery and that you were healing still.

"He's looking like he wants to die right now. Are you sure he's fully okay?"-dono

"Yeah I'm good. Just stubbed my toe as well."-you.

Niki was quick to rush over and help you back to the bed.

"Just sit down I'll get you your water hun."-niki

She was quick to fill your bottle up and place it next to you on the table next ot the bed.

She's such a big help not matter what honestly.

She loves you and will do anything for you.

I am sorry this took so long. Just had a very unstable mental state. Also sorry if they seem oc. I'm once more not on a good mental state and have been trying to work on this.

So yeah if I dont post in a bit I'm so sorry just stressing alot. Insomnia is kicking me so hard.

My grandma broke her foot, she's all good though.

And I have taken up most things in my house as I live with both my mother and grandmother still.

But yeah I apologize for the break just gonna try to let myself get better. It might take a bit. It might be quite short I dont know. I just need to get more sleep.

Eli is very tired now. Bye.

#karl x reader #niki x reader #eret x reader #quackity x reader #badboyhalo x reader #mcyt x reader #mcyt fluff

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yohan + physical tough + trauma response

disclaimer: this is based off of eps 1-7, and preview of ep 8; i wholeheartedly recognize that this post may become the worst meta ever depending on how the rest of the show goes. however, i do think there are still some interesting things to note about yohan. a lot of this is also me just talking shit out as i was sifting through all the eps again. i’m more than willing to change my mind or hear other thoughts.

also i kinda, sorta, unnecessarily included all of the moments of yohan and any physicality. a lot of them are not super important, but i do think they help draw a distinction in how he reactions when surprised, alone and around other people.

so, here’s a long ass post that is literally 99% me bullshitting, lmao.

so i wanted to delve more into yohan’s response to physical touch by way of trauma. while i know a lot of us have pieced it together, i think it’s pretty cool to lay it all out visually because i think there’s much more justification for his reactions; not to say it makes it right, but it does really flesh out a fundamental part of his characterization that i think is highly, highly important to understand.

yohan lives on the cusp for reckless behavior, almost as if he doesn’t care whether he lives or dies. the car chase, running through industrial buildings where safety isn’t a concern, etc.

episode one

the first time we see an instance of his disinterest in physical touch is when he first meets gaon. he actually offers him his hand, but the way he goes about it isn’t a handshake. he almost looks hesitant, and then he squeezes and does not shake. it’s truly a split second gesture out of formalities. granted, he’s just met someone he thinks looks like isaac, and might be in a little bit of… not shock, but certainly distracted.

later in the episode, yohan is in an abandoned building with homeless people. he’s checking people’s wrist, but he’s quick about leaving them alone. until, a homeless man comes up behind him and grabs him. in response, yohan swings his arm to knock him off. then, he punches him, steps on him and decides whether he’s worth the effort. again, granted, no one likes to be surprised in a creepy situation like this, so his response? kinda understandable at this point.

next is the scene where yohan catches gaon in his office, where he pushes him against the bookshelf and kinda, more or less, comes off as a bit luring. we know yohan knows gaon’s lying, but a couple of things here. yohan initiated the physical contact, and he did it because of the suspicious nature of gaon. yohan also knows how to use his power and charms to catch people off guard, and i think really, he was messing with gaon when he brushed his shirt and asked him if he lived alone. gay as fuck, lmao, but i also see it as an intimidation tactic, in a way.

i could also pose a couple of theories aside from intimidation if we wanted to squint:

yohan is still in a state of awe of gaon’s resemblance to isaac. he’s not heard his voice or been around the other man for at least 10 years, and now there’s tangibility at his fingertips.

if we want to look at it from the gay perspective, gaon is clearly intriguing to yohan, and as i’ll note further down in this post about yohan in relation to physical touch, i’m sure it could be assumed that this is one of the first people in a long time that yohan has an interest in making a connection with. however, because of his upbringing, it’s clear he does’t necessarily know how to connect with people (ie. ep 7 trying to connect with elijah, eps 1-6 with him trying to non-verbally tell gaon that he has bigger plans than what’s in front of his face. his admission in ep 5 about being monster). more or less, he knows his charms can be used, but when it comes to actually flirting and/or liking someone? it’s left to be addressed, but could be assumed he’s just as awkward about it as when we see him at home.

we also see a small instance of him letting someone dress him. there’s still touch involved, but it’s very clear what the intention is. he has control over the situation, and it’s not a surprise.

the next time he engages in physical touche, again, he initiates it because he’s in control, and it’s meant to be comforting, to an extent.

and then to round everything off, we actually see him reaching for isaac, who is actually gaon in the court scene, but you know storytelling and all that. he reaches for him both in the courtroom and within a flashback.

him reaching out for isaac seems to be a motif within the show as it happens later on, of which i’ll point out.

episode two

we see him initiate a handshake again. at first, to gaon, and then with jinjoo. controlled situation.

later on in the episode is when we see our first glimpses of batshit crazy yohan, an absolute delight and fav, lmao. he actually reaches out to the spoiled kid, and it’s clearly to legitimize intimidation and a position of power.

okay look, i’m not even gonna front, this was a cute scene. when jinjoo gets out of the car, he checks to make sure she’s okay, and they have this moment before they go onto the red carpet where they smile at each other. yohan is confirming she’s okay, and she agrees. again, controlled, and i don’t know for certain if yohan is more comfortable around women, or it’s just mere fact that he doesn’t always have a problem with touch when the situation is safe. he actually lets her take his arm further on in the scene, and yes, it is a public display of niceties, and he knows that.

so in the midst of this happening, we get the ‘devil child’ story. and i want to make note of the bird scene because i do think it’s important to note that people yohan cares for, he’s willing to go to the ends of the earth to protect them. yes, they’re children in school, but the girl next to him is the only one who showed him an ounce of kindness, and yohan is proven to remain loyal to those he loves or trusts in some capacity.

of course, he ends up pitting the rich and the poor kids against one another for their betrayal and making him an outcast. in yohan’s mind, what he did wasn’t necessarily wrong because his sense of justice is based on protection and when people wrong him or those he loves, it’s seeking justice on their behalf or making the situation better - not in the technically right way, but right to him. yohan comes across as a fixer and problem solver.

yohan has a very, very strong sense of trust and loyalty, and we can assume that stems from isaac, who clearly tried to protect yohan from his father, who went out of his way to do so as best as he could as a young kid. yohan values loyalty not because he necessarily wants lap dogs and people to do his bidding. it comes from a place of love and security he’s never really had.

anyway, back to the gala with jinjoo, he does shake the minister’s hand. again, controlled. there are cameras. he also puts his arm around her, and that’s mainly because it’s a battle of the wills, and she’s trying to reprimand him, lol, as if she could. he hugs her a little hard and a little enthusiastically, and you can clearly tell it’s for show.

and then he dances with both jinjoo and sunah. and there is a stark difference between these two scenes. yohan actually teaches jinjoo the proper placement for where she should rest her hands and how to move. he’s actually having a good time with her, and again, it’s actually really cute.

with sunah, he’s reluctant and definitely on guard. he can tell from her demeanor that her intent is with purpose trying to get close to him. at this point in the story, he probably sees it as sunah coming onto him and not because she’s actually the maid from when they were children. when sunah reaches up to whisper in his ear, you can really tell he doesn’t like her being that close to him at all especially because her words may not be overly threatening, but there is purpose behind them, which means yohan’s guards are up. he physically removes her hand and than blatantly turns her down: she tells him that enjoying things alone isn’t fun, and he counters it by saying he’s having a lot of fun.

so at this point to reduce on some screen caps, he meets the minister’s family, has handshakes with her husband and the kid he went after to essentially beat up his car with a mallet, lmao. the handshake is quite funny because they both know what happened. yohan is in control, and that kid is shaking in his boots.

then the explosion happens, and of course, it makes sense that yohan helps gaon after he’s hurt. gaon has never been a threat to yohan, and it’s clear yohan’s not heartless whatsoever, but it’s also poignant to note that gaon helped saved yohan’s life, thus starting yohan’s journey of loyalty to gaon. i think he’s always had his sight set on gaon to begin with, possibly long before he even became an associate judge, but if this was a test, gaon passed it with flying colors because if gaon can rescue a little girl, and he can help an old man who fell off his bike, would he really go the lengths to save yohan who has shown him time and time again his sense of justice is different?

episode three

yohan reacts negatively to soohyun and within good reason when she questions where gaon is. he turns away because for him, the conversation is over, but for her, it’s not. to get his attention, she grabs him when he’s not paying attention, and of course he has a very adverse reaction. at this point, it can be chalked up to disrespect given the fact that he’s a head judge and she’s just a mere cop, but hindsight is 20/20. he does throw her arm off by flicking out his arm. but instead of berating her, he just tells her to catch the culprits who harmed gaon and leaves it at that.

and then of course, everyone’s favorite scene and rightfully so. yohan caring for gaon? very sexy of him. gaon is injured, poses no threat, and as i said above about yohan finding some amount of loyalty in gaon means his physical boundaries aren’t jeopardized. and for that, we get these wonderful scenes of yohan helping gaon as he heals.

and then scenes of him messing around with gaon by hitting him. truth be told, i wonder if this was something him and isaac did as young kids. anyone with siblings know how that goes. fake picking on each other? fake bickering? yeah.

and then it slowly, but surely, it’s revealed that yohan didn’t have the same upbringing as isaac did. our first instance that something at home wasn’t right wasn’t just the conversation with ms. ji and gaon. it’s the flashback with yohan reading in his room when the door opens. he hastily pretends he’s asleep, and you can see he’s visibly shaking and breathing roughly until he realizes it’s isaac who’s there to give him books.

and that’s also when we get our first glance of what kind of abuse yohan suffered from at the hands of his father. it’s clear this isn’t the only incident, and there’s been many times that isaac wasn’t around to help defend him.

it’s also very clear in how yohan acts when he’s terrified and that his abuse has gone on long enough to be a routine pattern in the house. any time he hears heavy footsteps or thinks his father is around, he visibly shakes and gets panicky.

episode four

i include this scene because it’s been noted that a lot of books yohan reads are about humans, human nature, animals, animalistic tendencies, and he says random shit like this that directly points to what he thinks about humanity and humans themselves. we notice this most prominently at the dinner with gaon and jinjoo earlier on when he describes that he likes the feel of the chew and that he cannot taste. he always mentions hunting and prey, and i think this is one of those very clear instances where he actually reveals to gaon what he truly, truly thinks; no gimmicks. this also comes into play later on in ep 6 when elijah is worried about him being out all night. yohan clearly doesn’t trust people at all. he understands their intentions, their motives and how much pain they can cause other people for their own profit and their own gain. it makes sense that he wouldn’t leave his house, especially if he has a strong sense of loyalty to isaac (even after all these years) and caring for elijah.

this is also one of the very direct moments that yohan doesn’t understand family dynamics. when it comes to people, it’s a giant chess game. not only that, later on in the episode when they’re in the car and yohan talks about how people, no matter what, are always the same in front of greed, yohan is cynical, and he expects the bad every single time.

what he reads and the way he words things (here and the discussion of him being a monster, for example) is clearly an indication that he doesn’t trust; that he cannot trust, nor does he want to at this point. yohan doesn’t understand the concept of kindness being given freely (ep 7 when he berates elijah for being used by gaon, telling her she falls for kindness every time). and yet, later on in eps, it’s clear when he’s around the right people and the right mindset (uh, gaon?? lol), he’s constantly putting up a front.

after all in ep 7 when he tells gaon that confidence is key, it literally gives him away not just in the courtroom but in his personal life. there’s a reason he looks softer at home than when he’s not there (the hairstyle changes and clothing).

basically what i’m getting at is this behavior can be seen as a defense mechanism because of his abuse.

then it’s another gala event with gaon and yohan this time. another lovely favorite where yohan helps him get dressed and then proceeds to drag him around and safe him from the lion’s den.

tbh i dont even need to include these, but i’m doing it for the indulgence.

yohan does sorta physically throw gaon as well during the rich people party, but that’s mainly to get him to shut up because he’s trying to show gaon the truth at hand and how all of it’s pretty much a farce.

later on in the episode is when we first have gaon truly attacking yohan verbally, and that’s when yohan snaps. it’s clear that isaac is a trigger for yohan, especially from someone who speaks out of line on something they know nothing about. gaon, truth be told, had a stupid moment confronting yohan the way he did. i don’t know who waltzes up to a proposed murderer and just asks them, lmao.

but here’s the thing, thus far, gaon has not entirely posed a threat to yohan. whether that’s from yohan planting gaon and guiding him exactly where he wants him or gaon just not being as thorough as yohan would like, and he’s trying to tap into that talent, is anyone’s guess. but as i said above, the one thing yohan protects is the things he does care about the most, and he tries to talk himself out of his own feelings. he constantly compares himself to an animal (again, dinner scene with gaon and jinjoo) to justify his actions, and to possibly not feel anything; because that’s easier, isn’t it? not feeling. so on top of gaon calling him a monster and a killer, confronted with the possibility about being a villain in his own brother’s story, obviously sets him off. he beats down his emotions until he’s confronted with it - and this is what gaon also meant in ep 6 about how it’s ridiculous that yohan calls himself a monster over a victim because yohan can’t even see himself in that light. not because he truly believes victims are weak necessarily, but i wonder how much he realizes that what happened to him wasn’t his fault.

to me, and as i just said, yohan convinces himself he’s a monster to make it easier for himself to belief his actions (ep 5 telling gaon some humans are born monsters in relation to himself). it’s not that he inherently thinks he’s wrong, but i think his guidance for what’s right and wrong was misconstrued without a parent figure in his life, especially if he’d read crime and law books as the focus. yohan’s actions, at least quite a bit of them are, are based on a gut feeling of right and wrong. when you think about it and your own sense of justice, how would that differ without the checks and balances in place? what punishment do you think fits the crime if we weren’t bound by written law? yohan thinks any action to protect those he loves is, more or less, justifiable because it’s a means to an end. it’s making a worng right again.

i don’t think yohan is a monster. i think his feelings, and what he knows is love, is misconstrued in terms of how to express it. we see this in episode 7 with his and elijah’s conversation where she’s just trying to be a teen, but his version of love is protecting her without, once again, understanding family dynamics and the pain points of growing up, the learning she has to do on her own. yohan might technically be right; similar to being book-smart but not necessarily street smart. his theory of telling Elijah that she’s soft for kindness and being used was true, but his delivery and the idea that that’s how humans develop doesn’t work. he’s telling her text-book rules, but people don’t live through books. they live through real life. yohan reads to get a sense of fulfillment and to learn. he’s learned his way into adulthood, but that’s not normal.

so uh anyway, back to this familiar scene:

because we don’t know the actual story of isaac’s death, it’s hard to say what role yohan played in his death, but i don’t know that i believe he was the one who did it. the entirety of the devil judge is relying on unreliable narration, so it’s difficult to gauge (for now since we’re on ep 7) how this will turn out and what happened, but to me, it really comes across as yohan upset over the insinuation that he could be the one to cause the death of the one person he loved the most. plus, i think it says a lot that he cares/loves elijah, and she was part of isaac. gaon crossed a thine line. yohan essentially welcomed him in, and this is gaon toeing it. we can also look at this is not gaon being an outsider to their family, but now has become part of the family, and so it’s easier for yohan to be ‘abusive,’ if you will, rather than the perspective of gaon still on the sidelines and pushing too far. by this i mean, the accusations made by gaon threatens their formulating family dynamics.

and once again, the only person he ever actually reaches out for is isaac.

and then we have the aftermath of yohan’s nightmare, where he’s still caught in the dream as gaon comes in, and refuses to be touched after, even if gaon’s intention is to see if he’s okay. yohan makes it very clear to gaon not to touch him, and that’s when elijah comes in with a very accusatory ‘what are you two doing?’ in this moment, yohan is not just vulnerable, but he’s emotionally sensitive. i’ve no doubt he’s still dealing with a form of sensory overload from his dream.

and then, i don’t know that this was necessary? was it necessary?

the following set of scenes are the ones where gaon tells him he’s a victim and he hasn’t confronted his own emotions about his abuse. i think yohan realizes gaon is right to some degree, but it is convoluted, and it’s not so simple to face your own traumas. however, he does for a moment after gaon leaves, remember another instance of abuse he couldn’t stop but wishes he could, wishing a parental figure of sorts would’ve come in to save him like his older self is trying to save the kid version if only he could turn back time, if only he had the power to do what he wish someone else had done for him.

and then the kidnapping scene is just. fucked up in and of itself. it actually makes my skin crawl. not because sunah is scary necessarily, but the lack of autonomy yohan has - especially when we find out later more of sunah’s story. to do something like this after what she’s suffered through makes this scene even more disturbing.

you can see the moment yohan hears heels when sunah (not knowing it’s her yet) comes in. literally the minute he knows someone’s headed his way, he checks the fuck out. his whole face goes slack, especially when sunah reveals herself. and when she’s kissing him? blank as fuck, too. it’s the most dead-eyed stare i think we’ve seen from him.

episode six

so, we get this gem from elijah that i’d like to touch on later. it’s more speculation and just me running through ideas more than it is canon fact. but what it does let us know is that yohan doesn’t seek people out. he prefers to be at home and staying there.

after we get the maid story, and we do get yohan touching sunah’s cheek, and in some fucked up twisted way, this is his way of protecting one of the things isaac cherishes the most. the point of the gesture isn’t just intimidation but serves as an act of intent, of protection in the only way yohan knows how. he’s safeguarding isaac. you can tell he doesn’t actually like sunah at all as a kid, but uses that to his advantage. imagine yohan learning violence for ‘good’ things when his father used violence for ‘bad’ things. what a twisted way of looking at it? and the irony at hand.

additionally, the main reason i’ve included so many varying scenes of yohan touching people isn’t to establish that he’s okay with being touched given how many scenes there are of him randomly shaking people’s hand or touching them. it’s all about context and what the intent is for. most often than not, really way more often than not, yohan only reaches out for people when it’s socially acceptable to do so and because it’s manners. and yet, even in some of those cases, there is still intent behind the gesture.

the moments he acts out the most are when he’s not in front of an audience, when he’s more likely to be alone with his thoughts and is exceptionally more vulnerable to his own triggers.

and i think the scene after he’s back at his house from the kidnapping is noteworthy because it doesn’t just feel like he’s shaking off the effects of the drugs he was given. he seems to visibly trying to compose himself of the mental and physical play he just had to deal with.

the next scene is yohan angry with gaon for taking elijah out. which really, he does have every right to be angry, and one thing i didn’t note above during the ‘you killed your brother’ choke out scene before is that when yohan is backed into any kind of corner, he reacts like a caged animal.

because we’ve already established the scenes with his abuse, his father took his anger physically out on yohan. so how else was yohan supposed have developed the tools to express it? it’s easy to hurt the things you love the most; it’s easy to abuse the ones you know, and between gaon and himself, they both have an unhealthy dynamic because gaon is old enough, strong enough to take whatever yohan gives him. gaon is not family and so there’s still that clear divide and a distinction as to why he lays a hand on gaon but not elijah, for example. gaon can still pose a threat. elijah is family. then again, it can also be said that maybe yohan considers gaon family, and gaon betrayed elijah and therefore yohan, and you don’t do that. not with yohan’s understanding of family dynamics.

but with that said, it begs the question why yohan keeps gaon around, and i think some of that has to do with the fact that gaon surprises yohan. he might’ve set his sights on him long before he became an associate judge or maybe he took interest after gaon was chosen for the role (this is still up in the air), but deep down, yohan sees something in gaon despite his snooping, despite his righteousness. it could be the potential; it could be the fact that gaon could be better than yohan if he just allowed himself to loosen the ropes he’s tied himself with when it comes to the court of law and the justice system.

but here’s the thing that idk a lot of people have really picked up on. gaon is one side of the same coin underneath it all. he’s also provoked yohan with physicality when yohan brought up details about soohyun.

to be fair, we can say that yohan evokes a different type of anger in gaon, one that he hasn’t tapped into for years that allows him to open up to that more physical side of himself he learned to put behind him. gaon doesn’t really come across as the physically threatening type, but yohan does push his buttons and vice versa.

but then, of course, we have the big fight scene where gaon goes in on the attack, and that’s when yohan makes his threat not to attack him ever again. it’d be easy to say he says it based on the merit of him not actually attacking soohyun, but seriously speaking, the intent feels much more than that. more along the lines of asking gaon not to provoke him without warning again because next time might be bad. most of their other fights, especially the one above,have been in the midst of conversation. this time, it’s from a place of complete surprise, and you can tell yohan goes on the defensive when his first instinct is to not just throw gaon back but raise his fist to strike.

episode seven

the only physical contact yohan has with anyone is the president, and that’s when he turns on the live video of the two of them, and it’s clearly intended to be a lowkey threat. he keeps pulling the president back into his side to be on the live camera after the dude tried to come after yohan. i do think it’s hilarious that yohan manipulated the situation with a live component just as the president and the rest of the rich people thought they could turn a live court show into manipulating the public.

and then, of course, the jail scene. the part where he makes gaon stay. he also touches gaon’s shoulder later just before they leave.

episode eight

the most prominent scene in this ep is certainly the scene where sunah comes onto yohan, and you can tell she did it to get under his skin in some way. of course, he’s smart and knows she’s up to something, but i think it’s so interesting how he wraps his fists around hers, almost as if to tame her and prevent her from trying to further put her hands on him.

we also know yohan has no issue with using physical force regardless of who it is (obviously, his dialogue in this scene, too) when he feels caged or trapped. his intention is also to retrieve isaac’s necklace, and i like how he uses literally anything to his advantage. meaning, he’ll use physical touch, his mentality, etc to get what he wants or needs, even if it is marginally uncomfortable to some degree.

and i think that also says alot about him is that he’s able to displace what makes him uncomfortable in moments like this to achieve an end goal.

additional thoughts

i know this isn’t really common with a lot of the characters in general, and could be chalked up to a cultural component, but yohan’s definitely not a hugger.

the other thing i wanted to note is yohan’s seemingly adherence to touch unless it’s for good reason in relation to sex. the main reason i bring it up is because i’ve seen it discussed a bit, especially in regard to elijah’s comment about him not staying out overnight since the fire. there are a few plausible scenarios, maybe more, but for the sake of this, we’ll go for these.

yohan has had past relationships/experience or will in future episodes

day flings

he’s never had an interest in anyone before given his upbringing and abuse and therefore never sought out sex

inexperience could be from lack of interest in other people and sex itself

he’s never found anyone to really connect with and trust in such a way and has avoided it for that reason

and i bring this up mainly because i think it could be something to explore in fanon, but also because i’m kind of annoyed with how people have been talking about yohan being a virgin. i’m not quite sure what the joke is, but lack of sexual experience does not mean naive or that he doesn’t have a sense of humor when that’s clearly far from the truth:

i don’t know that people find it unbelievable because of his age, because of characterization of yohan being more dominant, but none of these things negate this being an option. i think it’s perfectly plausible of a situation (from what we know right now), and truthfully, it would make a whole lot of sense. i just don’t get the jokes about it that i’ve been seeing online (twitter) when there isn’t a mutual exclusiveness to any of it whatsoever.

yohan already has a hard time connecting with people, and i can imagine that level of physicality could be difficult. clearly he knows how to use a version of it to get what he wants. i’ve no doubt he’s used his charms in situations where he’s needed to. yohan knows he has that going for him, at the very least. but sexual appeal and jokes doesn’t mean having a body count any more than it could indicate there being one.

lastly, i also want to pull these paragraphs from @b612sunsets‘s post because i think they do a much better job than i ever could of explaining, short and sweet, a fundamental part of yohan’s characterization, and mainly what i was trying to get at with this long ass post.

“There's two things we already know about Yohan from the last 6 episodes: he hates being touched when he doesn't see it coming and doesn't have control over it because of the abuse he suffered (I assume). To name a few: Soohyun grabbing his elbow to stop him from leaving and get answers about Gaon, the beggar that touched him while he searched for the fireman, Gaon after punching him and Yohan clearly telling him to NEVER do it again. The impression it gave to us is that if there's a next time he might not be able to stop his instinctive reaction of defending himself and using violence back (something worse than choking or pushing Gaon and he doesn't want to do that with him).

“Unless it's a friendly/small/slow touch like in the breakfast scene when Gaon touches his arm when he gets up to offer them some fruits. When he had the nightmare with Isaac, his walls were up high so even if he could see Gaon's touch coming and it was friendly, he decided to stop it because he was too defensive and sensible to accept the gesture (it would be the first time Gaon started physical contact with him too, he wouldn't be ready for that in such a state).

“The second thing is that Yohan hates when people take what is his or mess with what is important to him. Again, to name a few: Sunah with the necklace when she was a maid, the fireman with Isaac's watch (Yohan made them fall from high places, not caring if they died or not), the guy that fabricated the small bombs that hurt Gaon (Yohan would have burnt his face if "K" hadn't stopped him) and Gaon taking Elijah out of the house to Soohyun without previous notice (a cop and someone he doesn't trust).”

yohan has a very, very large sense of self-preservation for himself and for those he cares about. it’s in his intention, actions, facial expressions, movements, the way he interacts with people. i find it fascinating how calculating he can be, but at home, he’s at his most vulnerable and almost socially unaware and awkward.

yohan is a bit of an irony. he understands people from an action-oriented, instinctual level, but he doesn’t necessarily understand their thoughts and emotions in the waves of nuances that people live through on the daily. like, he gets it to an extent and on a practical level, but he himself is a square trying to fit into a circle - he doesn’t always understand it for himself and has to actively work on social cues so as not to come across as the devil child he was once painted to be.

and let it not be unsaid, yohan really will go to the ends of the earth for family, even if it means stepping out of his comfort zone.

and so anyway, i doubt this offered any real insight, but i think this is my way of breaking all of this down for myself. so, tada!!! lmao

#x #the devil judge #the devil judge meta #*#*the devil judge

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If you want to, I’d love a fic with reader deciding to go to Margate with Alfie once he tells her he has cancer, she knows it will be much healthier for him to be there so she tells him to finish up all his business in London and they leave. She tries to make each day memorable, she wants him to enjoy whatever he had left so she bakes with him, she reads to him while cuddling on the couch, she takes him on walks around the beach, she dances with him while the music plays on his record player, etc... but of course Alfie is a badass and yes, some days he’s too tired to move or eat but he still gets to live lol because I can’t handle too much angst, I need my fluffy ending :)

· Life In Margate ·

Author’s note: Ahhhh this request was too cute and I’m sorry it took so long, but I really wanted it to be perfect and sweet. I hope you like it and have a lovely day! ❤️

Warnings: bittersweet emotions.

The sea breeze hitting her face as the car neared Margate brought an immense feeling of calm she didn’t know she had been needing so badly. With each breath she took she became more and more convinced that deciding to come to Margate with Alfie had been the best idea she had ever had.

During the first few days there, Alfie was worn out and still recovering from being shot. Drug fueled hallucinations and strange pains tormented him for full days during which Y/n never left his side.

She would never tell him, but with each wince that fell from his lips, she felt herself dying a little. She remembered the exact moment she felt a timer being set on her own life when he told her he had cancer and each pain and medication served as a dreadful reminder that the unavoidable was coming. Creeping up on her neck slowly but steadily like a crocodile does on an unsuspecting zebra.

One morning Y/n woke up and felt immediately panicked when she didn’t see Alfie laying in bed.

“Elizabeth?” She called with an anxious voice to one of the maids.

“Where’s my husband?” She asked frightened once the young woman walked into the room in a perfectly collected manner.

“He’s having breakfast, madame” she said politely.

Y/n rushed downstairs “Alf?” She asked softly as she neared the terrace in which a nice table was set with an array of alluring foods in front of Alfie.

“I would have thought that me coming down for breakfast wouldn’t cause you an attack” he said lightly, a soft teasing tone lingering in his gruff voice.

“I didn’t even hear you get up” she said drawing out a chair and sitting down next to him

“You seemed peaceful sleeping, waking you up seemed sacrilegious”

Y/n chortled a bit before helping herself to some toast and jam, her initial shock of waking up without him next to her, not having dissipated yet. She couldn’t shake off her own nasty voice telling her that it would always be like that some dreadful day.

Alfie noticed it immediately and went to hold her hand in his.

“Im alright, treacle. Feeling much better today, maybe its all this fresh air”

Y/n smiled weakly and intertwined her fingers with his. “I told you it would do you good”

They finished having breakfast among joyful banter. The sound of Alfie’s voice, that day unburdened by tiredness made Y/n feel joy for the first time in a long time.

That night they basked into each other’s embrace as Y/n read to him on a couch adjacent to an open window. The sea breeze pouring from the window along Y/n’s soothing voice and occasional caresses made Alfie feel he was in heaven.

“I love everything you bake for me, Alf, but really, you should know by now I’m dangerous in the kitchen” Y/n said when Alfie lead her to the kitchen one Friday evening.

“You just need some patience” he assured “plus it can’t go wrong when you have me here to guide you”

“Alright” she said giving in with a smile “but I refuse to take the blame if this pie turns out awful”

And so Alfie lead her through the whole recipe and when the pie was ready they remained in the kitchen eating it and fooling around till the first rays of sun began teasing the morning sky.

Life in Margate felt like life in an alternate universe. An universe that belonged entirely to Alfie and Y/n, in which the troubles and worries of the outside world couldn’t penetrate.

Between informal dances in the living room and tender kisses in the kitchen, Y/n was fast to ignore the cruelty of the real world.

It wasn’t till one day Alfie was too tired to get out of bed that Y/n was reminded that not even Margate’s magical air could make everything disappear. She stayed in bed with him that day, fed him soup and took care of him as he rested.

It took some days for Alfie to feel better again and when he did Y/n felt she could breathe again. When Alfie suggested talking a walk on the beach Y/n couldn’t help but be a bit worried.

“Are you sure?”

“I can manage a walk down the beach” he said tenderly.

And so they ventured to roam the seashore, which was something that always brought great peace to both of them. When they tired of walking they doped for sitting down to admire the sunset. Holding hands Y/n let her head rest on Alfie’s shoulder with a soft sigh.

Days and then months flew by and had less and less days where he couldn’t get out of bed. His sick days seemed long gone, but Y/n refused to let herself dwell into that dream. She knew life wasn’t that perfect.

The sound of soft music began flowing through the small parlor one late evening as Y/n stood on the balcony looking at a ship sailing at a distance. Soon after, she felt Alfie’s rough hands take hold of her was it and softly turn her around.

She smiled up at him and threw her arms over his shoulders as he started swaying softly to the tune. Y/n followed along, giggling as she let him spin her around.

“You are a sight for sore eyes” Alfie’s voice rang through her ears causing a soft red tinge to paint her cheeks.

“You don’t look to bad yourself, Mr. Solomons” Y/n smiled in a teasing tone before letting her head rest against Alfie’s chest, which vibrated with a chuckle at her compliment.

“I love you, Alfie” Y/n confessed as she listened to the beating of his heart.

“I love you more, treacle”

@nyotamalfoy @writeroutoftime

#alfie solomons #alfie solomons imagine #alfie solomons x reader #alfie solomons one shot #alfie solomons request #alfie solomons angst #alfie solomons fluff #peaky blinder one shot #peaky blinders angst #peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinders request

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ladyloveandjustice · 4 years

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Belated Spring 2020 Anime Overview: My Next Life as Villainess

For the Spring 2020 anime season, I mostly watched continuations of shows I was already into. The one new show I did pick up was My Next Life as a Villainess: All Routes Lead to Doom!

My Next Life as a Villainess: All Routes Lead to Doom! follows Katerina Claes, a spoiled young noble girl deviously scheming to win the heart of a prince- oh wait, never mind, she hit her head and remembered her past life! Turns out she’s an eighteen year old Japanese otaku chick who died and got reincarnated as the villainess in her favorite otome game.

If you don’t feel like reading the wiki article, an otome game is basically a female- targeted dating sim where you play as a blank slate main character and date a bunch of pretty boys (and sometimes girls, but usually only if you go outside the mainstream ones), unlocking their backstories and collecting all the romantic endings.

Having played this game, Katarina is well aware that the Villainess character- who constantly tries to interfere with the game’s heroine and whichever boy she’s pursuing- is either exiled or killed in all of the games endings. And now she IS that villainess, living in the world of the game and all its characters! Does that mean she’s doomed to a horrible fate? What’s a girl to do?

Well, if you’re Katarina, what you do is be supportive and kind to the people around you and in doing so accidentally get every single character in the game to fall in love with you. And yes, this includes all the boys the heroine is supposed to date, the other female romantic rivals the heroine is faced with and the game’s heroine herself.

That’s right, we finally got us some bisexual romantic comedy hijinx last anime season, my friends! My Next Life as a Villainess was the delightful little show I really escaped into during these anxious pandemic times . All these girls casually falling in love with Katarina without it being treated as ‘weird’ was what particularly drew me to this show and warmed my gay little heart to see. It was honestly the perfect fluffy, low stress watch during these high stress times.

Anime has long been oversaturated with ‘harem’ stories- where a usually unwitting protagonist somehow gets a bevy of beauties in love with them- but it’s still unfortunately really unusual to see bisexual harems, especially ones with a girl at the center, so right away there’s a big draw to this story that helps it stick out from the rest. (And worry not, the story is largely focused on Katarina having fun with these pals-who-are-not-so-secretly-in-love-with-her, rather than having a ton the dubious shenanigans you see in more sexually charged tales.)

Harem protoganists also famously tend to have the personality of potatoes, being so painfully bland it’s unclear why so many people would fall in love with them in the first place. But that definitely not the case for Katarina. She’s brash, ridiculous, kind and INCREDIBLY dense, and that for a pretty dynamic combination in this setting! She does genuinely come off as a fun person to be around. Unlike a lot of modern isekai shows, she doesn’t stumble into having incredible magic powers or skills, so her compassion is genuinely her greatest strength and what saves the day and wins hearts time and time again.

Katarina’s five brain cells doing their weekly check-in

(The moment she won my heart was when she responded to a tragic Frozen style situation with her friend locking himself away from people because he believed his magic was dangerous by taking an axe to his door. My kinda girl!)

The premise also allows for some plausible built-in reasons for the characters to take such special notice of Katarina- having been raised in a different world, she isn’t beholden to all the social rules, class divisions and noble family drama all the other kids in this very specific midevial-esque fantasy world are so embroiled in. This combined with her naturally earnest, accepting and straightfoward nature means she’s able to cross boundaries and reach out to them in a way they aren’t accustomed to. She was significant in each character’s life because she genuinely was the first to show them acceptance and affection without pretense, if only because she isn’t even aware there was supposed to be a pretense.

Katarina’s focus on trying not to die and her fear she’s going to meet the same fate as the villainess in the game also at least gives some kind of a basis to her comical obliviousness to everyone being in love with her. She assumes that everyone has to be into Maria (the heroine) and terrified of her because that’s how the game GOES okay, that’s CANON! Of course, this logic stretches thin as time goes on and it would be abundantly clear to most people that things have diverged greatly from the game’s storyline, but the show makes it clear that Katarina’s determined, one track mind is as much a gift as a curse.

Her bullheadedness when it comes to picking up how everyone REALLY feels about her is an intentional gag on the show’s part and even her love interests are well aware of what a colossal dumbass she is and not afraid to point it out!

My Next Life as a Villainess isn’t without its flaws, and the personalities/backstories of some of the ‘love interests’ Katarina gathers may be a stumbling block on some- mostly the male ones. Geordo, “the black hearted prince” has a bit of the “ possessive shoujo bad boy” archetype about him, and though he’s far from the worst that genre of love interest has to offer (there’s not much bad he can get up to due to Katarina’s obliviousness, the lighthearted nature of the show, and his rivals constantly getting in his way), the way he refuses to break Katarina and his engagement off despite her repeatedly asking him to, as well as some of his lines here and there, are definitely NOT cute.

Keith is Katarina’s adopted brother, but clearly has a thing for her too. On one hand, they only first met when they were nine and he fell for her pretty immediately. On the other hand, he still refers to her as “sister” constantly which is kinda eesh.

The other two guys are all right- Nicol’s big thing is he’s inexpressive and doesn’t talk much which, considering show doesn’t spend much time inside his head, doesn’t make him a very interesting character in the ensemble (maybe he comes across better in the novels) but there’s nothing wrong with him. Alan is undoubtedly the Best Boy in my book. He’s another common trope- rambunctious and competitive with Katarina but clearly soft for her- but he’s done well and they have a lot of cute moments together.

I find the girl love interests to be a much more interesting group overall, though this may be my obvious bias talking. Sophia has the strongest connection to Katarina, their backstories being intertwined in a surprising and touching way (I’m told in the novels her affection for Katarina was treated as more platonic, but the anime definitely plays it up as having romantic elements). Maria’s original role as the game’s heroine puts her in the most interesting position (and would make her the most narratively satisfying choice of love interest, if the show was actually interested in choosing). And while Mary is comically tenacious in her pursuit of Katarina, she’s doesn’t ever act ‘sinister’ or overstep boundaries in the way Geordo does, her “scheming” only really amounting to straightforwardly asking if Katarina wants to ditch her fiance and run away with her.

As I mentioned, one thing that really contributes to My Next Life as a Villainess being a relaxing watch is that the queer characters are treated with casual acceptance. Mary in particular isn’t subtle about her crush on Katarina, but nobody bats an eye at her and she’s completely open and comfortable with herself too. The observing maid notes that the girls are in love with Katarina with the same bland affect as when she notes she notes the guys are. And while the social practices of the nobles are pretty heteronormative- girls are always engaged in arranged marriages to guys, the guys are expected to dance with the girls (something Mary complains about!)- there’s apparently a booming queer romance novel industry that inspires our young wlw.

Katarina, having grown up in a different world, seems to be the one most prone to heteronormativity of her group. She never really considers that a girl would ever fall in love with her, but is also never hostile to the idea. It’s telling that when Mary very clearly indicates her desired romantic partner would be a girl, Katarina’s the only one that gets tripped up and has to walk back her assumption that Mary would be talking about a guy.

Mary LAYING DOWN THE LAW

Also, Katarina has SEVERAL “she’s so cute! My heart is beating faster!” moments with the other girls, on par in frequency with her moments with the guys. This strongly hints she’s an oblivious bisexual disaster.

So, My Next Life as Villainess is a fun, frothy watch and the rare positive example of silly wish-fufillment that’s inclusive to a wlw audience. But is the actual plot good, or remotely complex? The answer to that is no, the plot is fairly predictable and one definitely shouldn’t got into this story expecting a deep examination of the nature of fate or anything like that.There’s no real explanation of big reason as to why why Katarina was reborn into this game world and so on.

The antagonist that does eventually emerge plays off otome game tropes a bit, but ultimately isn’t that interesting or built up all that well. . The attempts at drama the show makes towards the end fall a little flat, especially since it tends to rely on very-late-in-the-game-exposition-dumps (dark magic isn’t even MENTIONED as existing in this world until like, the second to last episode where it becomes relevant and we get a vague infodump explaining its mechanics). The conflict honestly almost feels shoehorned in and the climax is pretty standard and doesn’t really utilize the big cast of characters all that well

But in the end, that’s okay! The show makes it abundantly clear from the beginning it’s not here to be Deep, but to be some silly fun. And it really fulfills that purpose well, from it’s catchy, peppy theme tune to its consistently warm tone. It MAY get repetitive at times for some, and I do have some quibbles- like how I found the childhood segments to be some of the shows best material and wish we could have stayed in that section for a bit instead of rushing through it, how I wish Katarina had kept her cute little scar, etc- but overall, it was definitely the soothing balm I needed during a very rough time and I absolutely recommend it if you’re looking for a chill, feel-good watch.

And hey, a second season’s supposed to be on the way too, so there’s something to potentially look forward to!

#my next life as a villainess #my next life as a villianess all routes lead to doom #destruction flag otome #otome gemu no hametsu furagu shika nai akuyaku reijo ni tensei shiteshimatta #anime overview #katarina claes #catarina claes #my reviews #spring 2020 anime

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necros-writing-stuff · 3 years

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Kylar with two partners ? Like when he met them, they were already together but the both of them fell in love with him and proceeded to pull him into their relationship.

Now this is a difficult thing to consider.

One, would Kylar end up favouriting one person over the other and causing a rift?

Two, would genitals affect Kylar's jealousy? Kylar wants kids, would they mind if, in a polyamourous relationship, if not all (or non) of the kids are his, but that of another male/enby/trans woman partner? Would that cause resentment? Or if Kylar is trans ftm, how would that affect things?

But if it all works out? I imagine Kylar could get pretty overwhelmed at first. They haven't experienced this much love, ever.

NSFW below:

Spitraosting Kylar with straps/cocks. Or even one riding his cock/strap and the other riding his face, both facing each other so they can kiss while he takes care of them.

Has voyeuristic tendencies, would want to watch his partners get each other off. Especially if they pretend to not know he's watching (like in a closet or something).

Kylar drawing what he sees while they touch each other.

Kylar's partners dressing him up in cute clothes so they can shower him in compliments (and make him cum fully clothed, claiming they didn't know they were making him feel good like that).

I want Kylar in a maid outfit getting absolutely ruined by his s/os.

Making him sit in the middle of the cuddle pile so you can both tease him, kissing his neck and getting him riled up, telling him to keep watching the movie you put on, ignore us.

Kylar having to AFAB partners and wanting them both bred at the same time. What if you both have twins!

#degrees of lewdity kylar #degrees of lewdity #spill your guts #anonymous #polyamoury never crosses my mind so sorry if this isnt the best

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amenomiko · 3 years

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Thank you for the request @maeko-kun 💖💖💖💖💖

https://picrew.me/image_maker/8654

💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

"Once again, I'm sorry to trouble you Hideyoshi-san."

"And once again, it's alright. You don't have to be sorry, okay?"

MC smiled as Hideyoshi pats her head, lovingly as he always would. She then turned to her daughter, kissing her forehead and cheeks many times. "Be a good girl when I'm away, okay? Don't trouble your Uncle."

Her daughter mirrored her smile, "Yes mommy! I promise >w<!"

Hideyoshi watch both of MC and her daughter's interactions. She may look like her father, but thankfully her personality is like a normal kid-- obedient and obliging. Or that's how he thought. As...

After waving her mother until she is out of sight, her adorable expression turned into a creepy ones. From >w< to OwO. She turned to Hideyoshi, and stared at him with the same smile.

"OwO....."

"Well, it's you and me. Now. How about we have a walk around the garden?"

"OwO....."

"Or maybe you could play with my pet, Uri. She may be a bit of a mischief, but she is a cute monkey."

"Oh, she is the same as me then."

....What.

Did he hear himself right? This girl in front of him has a change in her tone, her voice, and the way she is smiling-- is that a grin? Somehow it looks familiar.

"Same..? As in..?"

Hideyoshi find himself startle when suddenly there's a giggle escaped her lips. "Say, Uncle Hideyoshi? Why did you pat my mother's head like that just now?"

"Huh? Oh- she is like a little sister to me."

"Little sister?"

"Yes."

"How about the maids in the castle?"

"They are the same. They might be a maid, but they still precious. Like little sister as well."

"I see.."

"Yes..!" He chuckled, "Why? Do you want to me to pat your head too--"

"No wonder you are single."

*ba dum tss*

"ʕʘ̅͜ʘ̅ʔ......"

----

He is CLEARLY wrong. SO wrong.

Yes, she is adorable.

Until she open her mouth, and curve a familiar grin on her lips!

There was not an hour where he fell for her pranks. Her mischievous side had shown to him completely, endlessly, as she knows how to use his serious habit into her own advantage.

Mixing food into one bowl. Just like her father. Or

Making a paper plane out of his letters, saying that she thought it was her drawing because she thinks those ugly writing is as ugly as her drawing.

Turning her eyes into those teary ones when Hideyoshi refuse to give her the konpeito in the kitchen, and when he agreed to give a small jar of it, she took the chance to carry the bigger ones away and for-he-dont-know-how she could carry that jar up to Nobunaga's Tenshu.

And get scolded by Nobunaga for bullying her (Where actually they are the secret partner in crime).

"......Sigh."

He glared to his work on the table, but sigh after.

"Uncle..?"

"What is it now?"

She trotted towards him slowly, leaning downwards to peek into his face. "Are you angry?"

"...No."

She then settle herself to sit at the other side of the table, resting her chin in her palms. "You are bad at lying. Someone as serious like you are so bad at it."

"...Hm."

"..Do you hate me?"

"Wait..! How does it escalated to that--" He jumped.

Her eyes is teary, despite still having the same smile on her face. "I don't blame you though."

"Wait, wait, _____."

"It's normal. You are not the first one to be tired of me. Those girls in town said that the reason I have no friends is like this. Well, it's unfair to me though. Unlike them, who have a father that always comes home and give them a tight hug everyday, while me,..."

She cupped her face. And that's the moment for Hideyoshi to quickly pull her into his embrace. Damn it. Just what is he doing? To let child's prank get to him? She must have a reason in doing so obviously-- she is lonely. Other than her mother, she is all alone. He can't wait to lecture his fellow right hand once he is back home later!

"I'm sorry, ____. I apologize. I don't hate you, and I never will. You are precious to me, just like my own daughter. Hey now.." He paused, rubbing her back, "I will give you any snacks that you want if you stop crying. How does that sound--"

She uncovered her face.

"WHA-"

No tears. No sad face.

Just a smirk. "Deal."

THIS KID------!!!!

"AHSJSGSJSHSJDHAKKDF OAO!!!"

She then laugh, with all her heart. "Hehehehe you are tricked again~~~ you are so silly!"

"You- you---"

"..Still, I love you for that. You will always be my favorite Uncle ❤!"

She kissed his cheek, leaving him speechless. "You little fox..!" He laugh with her, tickling her sides, earning another cute laughter from her.

At the end of the day, she slept in his arms, squeezing his clothes tight. Hideyoshi couldn't help but to love this girl. She might be mischievous, but she is pure and honest with her feelings, and that reminded him of MC.

EXCEPT that Mitsuhide-alike behavior. Goodness. That snake must be lectured later!

#ikemen sengoku #ikemen sengoku hideyoshi toyotomi #ikemen sengoku mitsuhide akechi

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sexymanera · 4 years

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cantarella

vil schoenheit + neige leblanche

female reader

full imagine

angst

note: I ACCIDENTALLY DELETED YOUR REQUEST I AM SO SORRY OHMYGOD AND IM SORRY IF THIS ISNT THE REQUEST U WANTED HHHH vil might be out of character here uhhh

play- cantarella: kaito ft. hatsune miku

.・゜-: ✧ :-　　-: ✧ :-゜・．

“You thought you could drink this powerful potion you knew so well”

the ensemble played in a graceful tone. it was a waltz. vil’s right arm was supporting your back as his left was outstretched. your feet matched his and the pace of the music. it was pure bliss. how funny though. you were dancing with your knight. the person who swore on their life to protect you. the party was getting boring, as it always has for you, and you needed a partner for the upcoming dance.

you and vil had already practiced this multiple times since you were children. the feeling stayed the same for you- but for vil? he was ecstatic. he was finally near you not as a mere knight but as a person. it gave him pure joy. but of course, good things come to an end and you had to switch partners. though, vil expected you to switch with some random noble the random noble he caught a glimpse of before passing you to the mad clad in white and sky blue and his eyes widened. it was neige leblanche.

vil had already known of the black haired man’s limerence towards you. after all, the look neige gave you was very familiar to the blonde haired man. since he, too, stared at you with those same, loving eyes. a sigh of defeat escaped from vil’s lips. he knows he can’t do anything about it. a woman of high nobility like you? ending up with him? sure vil had high confidence but even he has doubts of his own.

“y/n,” a sweet voice rang through your ears. you didn’t even notice you had to switch partners with vil. you looked up and saw shiny brown orbs and silky black hair. the man before you was breathtaking. “neige...” you spoke. neige laughed softly as you both danced without ever making a single mistake through the lively ballroom.

“how have you been, y/n?” he asks, getting closer to you. “ah, i have been well. you?” he twirls you around before gripping on your waist and hand softly and pulling you closer to him that you can feel his breath practically fanning your face. you silently gulped at his abrupt action. “good now that i’ve met you here.” although neige’s face was covered half by a white masquerade mask, you could tell that his eyes were shining.

neige leblanche. the crowned prince of the neighboring kingdom of pomefiore. you already expected to meet him here. the person who ordered you to kill this man has predicted everything correctly. you were known to be very good with expressing your emotions. people have ordered you to kill their target and you have never been caught. not even once. you have never been suspected. how could they suspect the princess of pomefiore to have done such a cruel thing?

the song ended before you knew it and you walked towards vil to see how he was holding up for the remaining parts of the ball but neige grabbed your hand, “oh, sir leblanche? is something the matter?” neige frowned slightly at your formality. you weren’t formal earlier while the two of you were dancing, so why? he shook off his frown and chuckled for a moment, “ah, you see, i just so happen to travel far just to attend this ball that you had invited me to. so i was wondering if you would give me a room to stay in just for tonight?”

you bit your lip. no, you didn’t hesitate. it’s just that you weren’t really in a position to grant him a room to stay in. your parents decide that. neige seemed to have read your mind and snapped his gloved fingers, “mm, i see! i already asked your parents but i just needed to see if you would be alright in seeing me tomorrow for breakfast,” he started, “after all, you might be surprised to see me at your breakfast table tomorrow morning.” ah, so that’s how it is.

“oh of course i’m alright with it! i haven’t seen you since grandma’s funeral. i’ve always wanted to catch up with you!” you grabbed his hands and held it tight, indicating how happy you truly were. neige glance up to see vil narrowing his gaze at the black haired prince. all he could do was grin in a mocking manner before kissing your hand and taking his leave. vil was powerless. he couldn’t do anything. he had no authority to force neige out of the kingdom or your heart. he was always second. he hated it.

you noticed vil looking down and ready to draw his sword but you lowered it and smiled at him, “it’s okay, vil! i know he has good intentions.” vil, even if he wasn’t your knight, couldn’t disagree with you. he has a soft spot for the princess. all the fellow guards knew. “now,” you cleared your throat and intertwined your hands with his gloved ones, “let’s go, okay?”

morning soon arrived rather quickly. it almost seemed like the ball was just ended a few hours ago. you stretched your arms in bed and yawned a bit before receiving a knock at your door from vil. “princess y/n, neige leblanche is here to see you.” his voice seemed drained of life. it’s like he was defeated from a duel. you panicked and scrambled to get your indoor dress for today. a few moments of no response and vil knocked again, slightly glad you were taking time to reply. looks like sir leblanche has to wait until breakfast. vil thought to himself, smirking at the man who was shorter than him. neige noticed vil’s self-victory and gritted his teeth.

“apologies. if the princess hasn’t woken up yet, tell her i’ll be-”

“i apologize,” you quickly squeak out, slamming the door open. you fiddle with your fingers as neige observes your ghastly attire. the dress has clearly not been ironed as wrinkles were clearly visible. your shoes were mismatched and your socks have not been pulled up properly. you obviously didn’t have the help of a maid. neige stifled his laughter but failed and started chuckling at how you presented yourself. noticing how neige was laughing, your cheeks flushed from embarrassment. “mm, nothing to be embarrassed about y/n. i find it cute,” he whispered before leaning back.

“going back to the reason of why i am here, i simply ask for your presence at the garden this afternoon,” your cheeks heated up at the thought of simply being with neige at the garden. walking together, possibly holding hands, talking about literally anything, oh how the thought made your heart flutter with excitement. “definitely! i’ll see you there soon, sir leblan-” in one swift movement, neige already has you pinned against the doors, causing vil to step back as he draws his sword, ready to behead the crowned prince. vil carefully watched his movements as neige put a hand under your chin and tilted it up so you would have nothing to stare at but his shining orbs. you almost got yourself mesmerized in them.

“i’m tired of the formalities, princess. just call me neige,” he lets go of you and walks away, leaving you stunned and your heart ready to jump out of your chest. vil immediately rushed next to you and held you in his arms. “princess? princess y/n, are you alright?” he gently shook your figure. you glanced up at your childhood friend who is currently your knight and chuckled, “vil, why do i feel this way whenever he’s near me?”

the invitation from neige to meet him at the garden drew near and you felt excited. you helped the chefs in preparing the snacks and tea that would be served for the both of you. your orbs narrowly glanced at the tea. jasmine, huh? you thought to himself, silently bringing out a vile that contained white powder that looked similar to arsenic. you bought the vile to the teacup and tapped the rim of the vile, allowing some powder to escape from its container.

you walked out the door, surprised to see vil. was he always there? you shook your head, hoping he hadn’t noticed you walking in with the poison. you made sure to keep it hidden in your fists.

“vil, all you have to do is stay by my side! i’ll never abandon you, so you won’t either, right?”

your child voice echoed in his head. things just had to get complicated. it just had to take a wrong turn. just as it always had with vil.

“that knight is absolutely spineless,” neige muttered to himself as he made his way towards the garden where he was supposed to meet you. his eyes landed on your ephemeral figure. it drew him closer. “y/n!” you lifted your head up from your lap and smiled at the man in front of you, “sir lebl- i mean, neige!” you greeted, getting up from your seat to do a curtsey. neige appreciated the gesture as the two of you sat down in front of each other. nothing much has happened except for when the tea was served.

you glanced at the man seated in front of you. you had already taken the teacup that didn’t contain any poison. neige sensed the presence of the loyal knight named vil behind the large hedges of the garden. vil was left in the shadows. what could’ve he done? nothing. he was letting you go without putting up a fight. it sickened him. this wasn’t who he was but he couldn’t help but be that weak, powerless person since he was just a mere knight.

neige takes a sip of the jasmine tea and instantly felt his throat burn. a cough escaped his throat along with a spot of blood that stained his white gloves. your eyes widened. the poison people usually gave you were subtle and killed the victim in an instant. why was neige in pain? why is he suffering? did you acquire the wrong poison? you slowly walked towards neige as he fell on you, his eyes almost lifeless. you orbs widened as he placed an empty vile in your hand and smiled. you immediately realized that was the vile that contained the poison.

he knows.

at this point, you weren’t worried on getting caught. you were worried about his safety. vil stepped out of the bushes and rushed towards the two of you. neige was then brought into the care of the paramedics as the guilt slowly consumed you until you were never able to sleep.

the clashing of swords woke you up in the dead of night. what on earth was causing the ruckus? you walked up to your balcony to see neige and vil having a duel with neige looking injured. rushing outside, you ran towards the garden despite your feet aching without any shoes.

vil raised his sword to swing at neige who was obviously worn out. you stepped in between the two men and expected vil’s sword to have an impact on you but you felt nothing. only the drip of cold liquid on your face. neige’s blood.

neige had prevented the sword from harming you with the help of his hand. the back haired male dropped to his knees as you cradled his tired body in your arms. tears escaping your eyes.

the blonde haired knight’s hands shook violently. what did he do wrong? he almost harmed you. he almost killed you.

“vil, all you have to do is stay by my side! i’ll never abandon you, so you won’t either, right?” your child self grinned brightly, holding his hand. vil only stared at you before bursting out in a fit of laughter. “hah, once i become king, i’ll be the one abandoning you,” he said, cockily. you pouted before punching him. “you’re so full of yourself! bleh, you becoming king would never happen!” you taunted before running away from vil. the blonde was left dumbfounded and doubtful but chased after you, “just watch me! if i become king, i’ll protect you, you know!”

protect you.

he had failed you.

vil stared at neige clutching his hand and you holding it as he walked away from the scene. he couldn’t face you. before vil could walk away completely, he looked around his shoulder to see neige’s face contort into a mischievous smirk as he hugged you. a finger pressed to his lips. vil’s eyes widened. this...

this was his plan all along.

his plan to force you to poison him.

his plan to make you his.

.・゜-: ✧ :-　　-: ✧ :-゜・．

a/n: I KEPT CHANGING THE PLOT OF THIS SHIT IM GOING TO CRY AND PROBABLY DO A REMAKE OF THIS SINCE ITS SO SHITTY AND CONFUSING UHJDSK IM SO SORRY

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vickylamore · 4 years

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My Princess

A/n - It’s been awhile since I’ve written something... I miss it so much. But school in six hours and I’m completing some requests hehe. This one’s actually pretty cute + please I love him so much.

Summary - Being the royal advisor for the Liu family, specifically the ever-so cheeky Liu Yangyang. It’s even harder when you and him share a secret that could potentially wreck havoc in your life.

➼ Requested? - No ➼ Pairing - Prince!Liu Yangyang x Royal Advisor! Female!Reader ➼ Genre - Royal AU! ➼ WC - 2.4k ➼ Warnings - None... talks about being banished from a land? ➼ Rating - PG

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“Prince Yangyang.”

The young prince halted in his movements and groaned loudly, all the staff members looking at him curiously. He sighed before straightening his posture and waved the waiters off, his eyes landing on you.

He hadn't seen you all day as you were preparing for tonight's royal gathering as you like to call. He, however, just says party since that's what it is. You had been running around from wing to wing, double-checking if the invitations and acceptance letters had been sent out and received with the writers if the food was cooked and all the desserts were ready with the chefs if the dining hall and the ballroom were nicely decorated with the maids and planners. It all fell into your hands and you certainly did not want to make the Liu family upset if something went wrong.

“Yes, advisor?” He used the same tone you used. Although the stereotypical royal accent every royal had was thick in the way that he spoke, overshadowing any kind of mocking tone he tried to pull off. He brought his hands behind his back, something he did whenever you walked into the room.

You rolled your eyes and walked up to him, your light golden skirt flowing as you walked. Grabbing the nearest cloth from the long-lasting table, you used it to clean the chocolate stains on his lips. He almost swatted your hand away, that is until he realized that the maids were still in the room.

“I told you not to eat the chocolate-covered strawberries before the banquet,” you scolded, sending his a glare. You stared at his almost baby-like face, one with no scars nor acne drawn on it. It was as clear as the pearly River water in front of the castle, as soft as the silk sheets in all the royal chambers. It was truly a delicacy to see, let alone touch.

“But its only chocolate,” he whined like a child, his lips pouting. “You really expect me not to eat them while they're in front of me?” He sent you another smile, a cocky one this time, while his eyebrow was lifted in the air in a playful manner.

You ignored his antics and sighed again. You should've known that leaving him alone to check up on a few tasks wasn't a good idea. “Not only that but you're wearing a white suit. We won't have time to get you a new one.”

He brushed you off, fixing the unbuttoned button on his suit. “The party is in three hours, I can put on a suit in five minutes.”

The suit Yangyang was wearing was, like all of his clothes, hand made. This one, in particular, was a gift from one of his good friends, Kun, who had been crowned King of his own land a few years back. It was white, the collar ruffled with shimmery gold lace lines on both the bottom and top. The buttons were a marbled brown and cinnamon, glistening each time it hit light whether it came from the sun or the shimmering chandeliers. The suit also had hand-sewed lace all over the arms, the lace is an off-white. It went in twist and turns but was simple yet at the time unique and elegant. The pants were black, the same had-sewed details on the bottom of them.

It truly is a one of a kind suit.

“Doesn't matter,” you continued all the while avoiding his eyes, “the suit was for your birthday from King Quian. It was also custom made.”

“Yes,” he agreed, staring off into the room, glancing around to absorb the full beauty of the decorations. He was planning to compliment you lately on your spectacular work and amazing touch to detail but he knew you despised when someone praised your work before the event actually took place. “I suppose that it is expensive and custom made and I am still very thankful for what Kun sent me but other suits are equally as form-fitting… plus, this one isn't my favourite so don't expect it to be clean throughout the night.”

You raised an eyebrow, sending him a quick look of suspicion. From the look on his face, you knew he was joking. Yangyang was always the type to never ruin something given to him but he was testing you, teasing you to see how you would react.

And it really did upset you a lot more than it should've.

“You can't do that, not while hundreds are looking at you. It is your party after all. What would people think if the next in line for the throne suddenly ruined his suit like a baby who didn't know how to eat food?” You didn't mean to be so harsh, you really didn't but so many thoughts clouded your mind that it was hard to focus on something that didn't make you mad.

You pinched the bridge of your nose, the scent of dark chocolate setting an aroma in the room. “And what are you doing here? Didn’t I forbid you from stepping foot in the dining hall?”

He squinted his eyes at your tone, his smirk and eyebrow faltering. He had only heard you use that specific tone only a couple of times over the years. He started down, expecting you to look up at him but you never did. He cleared his throat, his childish antics dropping in the water and whispered, “I got hungry.”

Some of the maids in the room giggled under their breath. You snapped your head towards them, a warning glare sent their way. They quickly averted your gaze and continued what they were doing, nothing else escaping their mouths. You turned back to the prince, the one who saw what happened but didn't utter a word.

“The kitchen is always open and available…” you dismissed rather harshly, “it's not like you have hundreds of cooks and waitresses to give you food.”

"(Y/n)," he cleared his throat again trying to gain your attention. But when that didn't work, he simply sighed and muttered, “everything will be fine. I don't know why you're worrying.”

You're worrying for a lot of reasons actually. It certainly doesn't help that the prince and the first in line for the throne is turning twenty at midnight and is still acting like a five-year-old child. And that smile he always had on his face, one that always irked you to no end. He knew you were stressed about it, especially because many consorts and counsellors, as well as other royals, will be attending his party.

So what does he do? He makes your life even more difficult than it already is.

“But you know why I'm worried,” you whispered in a matter of fact tone, clearly annoyed that he didn't catch onto your almost breaking state. “Tonight is the night everything changes… for better or for worse.”

Yangyang looked down at you, your smaller figure nearly trembling. He furrowed his eyebrows again, gently taking the cloth from your hands to get a better look at your face. The tear strains and the red eyes, you had been crying. He ordered all the staff members to exit the dining hall. As soon as they did, he brought you into his arms, his arms around your waist with his chin nuzzled into your hair. You steadied your head on his chest, listening to the sound of his heartbeat. “Can you really blame me for worrying?”

He didn't say or do anything to respond, only embracing you in his arms. He let out a heavy breath, guilt overwhelming his body. He felt awful ignoring how you felt about it.

You and Yangyang had been friends for as long as you could remember. You were just a girl from the village who happened to be close friends with the prince. He was the one who got you the job as the royal advisor, specifically his royal advisor. The title was short for 'make sure he doesn't make stupid decisions because he's bound to make one before his coronation'.

Were you mad about it? No. It just meant that you had to keep an eye on him at all times all the while loving at the castle. You were actually very grateful for the job as it paid you enough money to send back home to your family.

A downside to it? You had to sign a contract. Now, it wasn't the contract you were upset about, it was the last rule you had to obey.

As a member of the royal staff, you cannot have any romantic relations with any of the royal family. If so, you will lose your position and your family name will be banned from the land for eternity.

That rule was broken a year ago, on your birthday… when Yangyang asked you to be his girlfriend. If anything, he was the one that got you into this mess, he should be the one to get you out of it.

“Yeah,” he laughed even if it was low and sad almost, “yeah, I guess you had every right to be worried.”

Had he completely forgotten about it? No… he just didn't want to face the problem so soon. He knew it would take a lot of convincing to get you and your family to stay, let alone for him to stay with you. It did help that you and his parents were on very good terms, being his advisor and all. But, his parents were also the king and queen who stuck by the rules, something Yangyang still had a lot of trouble doing.

He just didn't want to let you go, the one person who understood him and treated him like a human being and not some God he didn't want to be.

He looked around once more, making sure no one was in sight before bringing you towards his chambers, the only place where he's guaranteed that no one will see you two.

It only took a couple of minutes before you both made it to his room without drawing suspicion. You were the first to enter the room, running your hand through your hair, a habit you've acquired ever since you started working at the palace.

Yangyang closed the door and leaned against it, his thoughts swirling around like a tornado crashing through a town. He didn't want to think about it, hell, he was in denial this whole time.

But seeing you upset about tonight makes him upset too. Whenever you're upset, he gets upset but whenever you're happy, he finds himself smiling too. It's an effect you have on him, ever since you've known each other.

He knew that if his parents didn't accept you, you were going to be forced out of the land with nowhere to go. He could always contact Hendery or Xiaojun, two other princes, the later just crowned King of his land, hopefully, one of them would help you and your family as a favour.

But even then, it would crush him inside knowing that he was the one who sealed your faith.

“Yang?” The prince turned around to see you standing there, your eyes filled with tears as you tried so hard to keep them back. “Yang… I don't know what to do. I mean this is my family's life on the line. What if your parents say no? What if something happens to them in revenge? What if-?”

“Hey, hey,” he made his way towards you and eased you down to sit on his bed. He crouched down, taking your hands in his, kissing the knuckles and whispered, “I won't let anything happen to you or your family.”

You only shook your head, the negative thoughts clouding your voice of reason. You were scared. You knew that one day, you needed to come out and tell them but you weren't ready.

No, it's not that you weren't ready. You were terrified of what might happen. And that made you tremble in fear. You came to the palace for them and the mère thought of something happening to them because of your decision. It made you sick to your stomach.

It almost made you want to-

“No.” The prince said sharply, seeing the familiar feeling of doubt dance in your eyes. “You know I won't let anything happen to your family.”

“But you don't know that,” you choked another sob, biting your bottom lip and refusing to look into his direction. “The king and queen won't let you marry me, a mere advisor.”

“But you're anything but mere to me.” He was adamant about making you see what he saw in you; an amazing woman who always made him smile and laugh. “I didn't choose you for nothing, you should know your worth darling.”

“But as soon as the king and queen see us together tonight, they'll never let us live life together-”

“Then we'll run.”

You snapped your head up towards him, not believing your ears. Shock coursed through your body and eventually dropped itself onto your face. “I'm sorry, come again?”

He let out a small laugh, one that was saddened but filled with determination. “I said we'll run. If they don't accept us, I'll run to the furthest land with you and your family and we can stay in the Leechaiyapornkul kingdom for as long as we want. Ten does own me a favour after all.”

You both laughed at his attempt to lighten the mood, which thankfully worked. With his smile falling into a thin line, hold your hands even tighter than before and he said, “(Y/n), I will always be with you. I will sacrifice everything for you. I don’t care if they don't accept you or us. I will always be with you… no matter what.”

Tears ran down your face, sniffles invading the room as you nodded your head, fully trusting your love and knowing that he would protect you and your family no matter what.

“At the end of the day, this kingdom can't move forward if the prince is gone.” He smiled, leaning in to plant a kiss on your forehead.

“And what's a prince without his princess?”

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chimtaesty · 3 years

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just as crazy

pairing: namjoon x reader | 1.5k words

warning: strong language, mentions of blood, angst

plot: Namjoon is the richest, most handsome and craziest man you know. Sometimes you have to put him in his place

A/N: hi there, here is a small thing i spit out in like a day. It has a touch of the crazyness that lives in my head. I hope you like it and you stay tuned for the next one shots i have stored, love ellie.

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Namjoon has always been a very special individual. His parents were never present and his childhood was filled with people excluding him and calling him names just because his parents were wealthy. You were his only friend until he met this girl called Haewon.

He has been head over heels for her, the first person he confessed his feelings to, yet you didn’t believe it one bit.

When he was eight he broke his cat's neck just because it kept making noise after he told it to be quiet. When he was thirteen he almost cut someone's arm off just because he felt like it. Namjoon isn’t the type to just start liking someone, let alone love someone. You’ve been his friend all his life because his and your mother were friends. You were his only friend his life, you knew everything about him and this thing isn’t like him at all.

Your phone rang while you were in the shower. The phone went off several times while you cleaned yourself. You left the shower, hair still full with shampoo and a shaver in your left hand after he still kept calling you.”What do you want? I’m taking a fucking shower right now” he only chuckled at your angry yelling. “I have something I want to show you. You’re going to love it” your brain started to go into overthinking as he talked. “What are you talking about?” he sighed “Are you listening to me? I got you something you’re going to love so get your cute ass over here” you grunted in annoyance “But i’m taking such a nice shower, Joon” “Dry your hair and come over, you’ll need to take a shower again anyways” he chuckles. You frown slightly, trying to think about what he’s talking about.

“I’ll be waiting for you” he ended the call and you did what he told you to. You dried your hair and got dressed at high speed. He always got you things, to make you like him. The only reason he thinks like that is because other kids started to play with him in hopes they’ll get nice things just because his parents had a lot of money. He knows you’re his friend for life and you wouldn’t need nice things but he still does it, because he values you as much as you do him.

His house or rather mansion was lit up. His security people let you in and he already waited on his doorstep. He seemed excited almost. “Damn, you took your time” he laughed and you shook your head “I was super fast, dumbass” he came over to hug you. That’s when you noticed it. The small splatter of blood on his right cheek. “What’s that?” you asked quietly and he chuckled awkwardly. “That’s part of your present” he smiled and you couldn’t function. What did he mean? Why was blood part of the present he wanted you to have?

He liked hurting things and you understood why. People have hurted and are going to hurt him his whole life, that’s why he has to hurt them back. You understand where he comes from, is it the right thing to do? Not really.

He took your hand and almost dragged you through his hall. The house was completely empty, no maids or other people who worked for him to be seen. “Where is everyone?” you asked silently and he answered in a hurry. “I sent them home” you nodded to yourself as he guided you into his basement. Your feelings confirmed themselves as you heard the whimpering. The smell of iron and other bodily fluids reached your nose.

He did something absolutely horrific.

“Ta da” he smiled and you couldn’t move. In front of you sat Haewon, tied up and beaten. The floor beneath her coated in blood and other stuff. She whimpered and pleaded for your help with her silenced screams. You just stared at her as Namjoon watched you. “What do you think?” he asked, not knowing what he did. He either didn’t understand what he did or he simply didn’t care.

You thought about this whole situation for a moment. Namjoon kidnapped his girlfriend and beat her up, tied her up for you. He probably wants to kill her which wouldn’t be a problem because he’s a man with a lot of money and money makes everything possible and you wouldn’t snitch on him, he’s your friend after all.

He took the tape around her mouth off and she started to scream right away. “Y/N, oh my god. Please help me. Namjoon lost his mind, please help me” you frowned at the volume and just gave her an irritated shake of your head. Then she realised, you weren’t going to help her. She’s dead. She’s going to die here, in his basement while you didn’t help her. Did you care? Maybe a little bit, but Namjoon is more important than a girl who dated him out of a bet.

“Do you want to know why i won’t help you? You wanted to date him because of the bet you had with your friends. I told him but he wouldn’t believe me, turns out he found out himself. Serves you right i guess” you shrug your shoulders and she blinks a few times before sobbing again. Namjoon chuckled and layed an arm around your shoulders. You weren’t sure if you could pull out, could you kill this girl?

“So what’s going to happen is that i’ll end your life and we’ll make a perfect show just for her, alright?” Haewon stared at him in horror as he turned around to grab a knife. You just stood there, you couldn’t move. Do you want him to be a murderer? “Namjoon, can i talk to you for a second?” you threw into the room. He turned around with wide eyes and smiled at you before coming over to you.

“What’s up?” he asked with the knife still in his hand. “Do you really want to kill her? I mean, couldn’t you just ruin her life and not be a fucking murderer?” you hissed at him and his face fell into a deep frown. “I thought you liked this? Why did you change your mind?” you shook your head at him “God, Namjoon. We both know you shouldn’t kill this girl. This is going to be a big fucking problem” he thought for a second “But you said you wanted her dead. I’m only fulfilling what you wanted” you hit his arm in anger “That’s not what i wanted, i was being sarcastic. God, Joon. Please let her go and threaten her so that she doesn’t say anything. You can’t be a murderer” you pleaded and he sighed. “It’s not like i have all the money in the world” you grew angry “Don’t play the rich card with me, you asshole” you grunted at him and his eyes grew dark.

“Stop calling me names, it’s only the truth. I can do whatever I want and I don't need your okay to kill someone. If I want to, I can.” you couldn’t believe how he acted. You turned around to leave those two alone just as Namjoon decided to not let you go. He took your arm into his hand and made you stop dead in your tracks. “Where do you think you’re going? This is for you” he asked in disbelief. You scoffed at his attempt to make you stay.

“No, this is for you and your broken sanity and if you don’t let her go I’ll leave you. I’ll leave this lifelong friendship and I’ll leave this pity party.” you almost yelled at him. “Do you even realise what I have done for you? I’ve put up with all your shit for years. I was there when you almost cut Doyoungs arm off in sixth grade and your parents decided to lock you up for weeks. I was there when your dad beat you up and your mother acted like nothing happened. Everyone always left you, they hurt you and made you into this monster you think you are. But I didn’t. I never thought about leaving you alone, I was there for you, I understood you and I was and always will be the only friend you ever have had. So stop acting like you own everything. Stop acting like you aren’t broken because I know you. I know every sick bit of you, I know you better than you do yourself.”

Now you were in front of him, your finger jabbed into his chest as your chest heaved from all the anger. “But killing this girl draws the line, Namjoon. You can’t, no, I forbid you to kill her. Do you understand me?” his eyes almost sparkled.

His face was beat red and his lips formed a small smile “Sometimes i wonder who’s the crazy one of us two”

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darkdevasofdestruction · 4 years

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Lau - Pink Lotus Princess

(( Just a little disclaimer - I chose to find a nice name for the Reader as well, mostly because I wanted that name to be symbolic and have the meaning that I wanted it to, to be in a clear anti-thesis to her sister.

Yahui (Elegant, Graceful) Lianyi (Intelligent, Unique)

I did quite a lot of research on things from the Quig dynasty and how things were around that time...And also some influences from the phone game Royal Chaos that I used to play a year ago, more or less because the plot was pretty interesting, so I hope didn’t do any errors or stuff like that x ))

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The whole kingdom had a reason to party as the Empress gave birth to a little Princess, and although it wasn't an heir, as everyone hoped for, they were still content with it, being his first child.

The Emperor stood by the Empress' side on her bed, stroking her hair as she smiled exhausted down at the little angelic creature she gave birth to, leaning her head on her husband's side, and at least for that night, there would be no Harem troubles.

That happiness was short lived, as the main Consort also gave birth to a little girl, a little over 2 months later, which made for everyone comparing the 2 little Princesses in everything they did.

And thus comes the story of the little Princess Lianyi, a girl of merely 10 years of age, seemingly so innocent to the world, and yet, knowing so many of the harsh realities that she witnessed or heard of from her mother, the Empress, who thought the nest birthday gift for her little Lotus was to take her in town to see the world.

Her father gifted her a beautiful pink dress with long sleeves, which she used as pockets for little coin bags and a hair pin, just in case. The maid brushed her long, beautiful hair that looked like black silk in a beautiful half-braid, the upper part being a complicated, royal braid, while the lower part she let loose, dancing to the rhythm of the gentle Spring wind.

The Empress let the girl do as she pleased, keeping an eye on her from afar, and she realised she admired the beautiful craftsmanship of various hair accessories, when she suddenly heard a huge commotion at a food stand, and a furious man furiously yelling at a boy about her age who looked terrified.

The little princess frowned and went to the booth, realising the boy must have stolen to feed himself, as he looked like an orphan, and she took out one of the little coin bags and threw them at the booth owner.

"Here, I'm sure this is enough for what he stole and some more, correct?" she spoke in a light voice, yet her eyes were unwavering. "Who tha' hell d'ya think ye are, kid?! Get outta mi sight!" the booth owner shouted at her, making her raise her chin and stare at him offended and condescending. "You dare disrespect Princess Lianyi? How unsightly! But I am merciful today, since it’s my birthday. I will give you a second chance to redeem yourself before I call over my guards." her words shocked the man as she spoke so maturely, almost as of the Emperor himself was in front of him. "Y-Yer the P-Princess...?" the man jaw-dropped, his eyes wide like saucers, before falling to his knees, bowing to the ground in front of the girl. "F-Forgive me rudeness, Yer Highness! That rat stole food and with no money, I can't take care of me own family! P-Please take anything ye'd like!" he sobbed, making the girl crouch down and pat his head awkwardly. "That's enough, I forgive you. Take the money for your family and let me take the food from here. This boy here is just a child without family. Next time you are so ride towards an orphan, imagine what would happen to your child if you were to die right now." she explained in a gentler voice, before taking the food bag and dragged the boy away to a beautiful koi fish pond that was shded by a Peach tree.

The girl lifted the hem of her dress, sitting on the ground and drawing shapes with her finger on the sheen of the crystal clear water.

"Well? Aren't you going to eat? I thought you'd be famished." she mused in a playful way. "Why...Did you help me? You're a Princess...Nobody from the royal family ever helped the homeless..." he spoke in a hushed voice, almost as if afraid. "Oh, I see you're brave. Nobody would dare drag the royal family in front of the Princess herself. Tell me your name." she smiled deviously, shifting her gaze completely to the boy. "Lau, Your Highness. My name is Lau." saying his name, a soft smile started to creep on his face. "Aww, look at you, you're smiling, how cute. Here, take this. Spend it wisely, I'm not sure when we'll be seeing each other again. Now that I practically bribed you, tell me why are you so at ease with talking to me." the Princess smirked, making the boy muse and grin wider. "You see, Princess, I can read people very well, and I can tell that you have something...Unique about you. Just like a Lotus flower. So tell me, my pink Lotus, what do you do at the palace? Sing like a little songbird for the Emperor? Or do a graceful dance for your suitors?" Lau rested his chin on his palm, looking completely at ease, fox-like features gracing his visage. "Goodness, no, that's my sister...My job at the Palace is to be the China's disappointment." she chuckled drily, looking away. "If I were a bird, I could fly away and be free...I could do anything that I wanted and nobody would judge me or treat me as an object for political means. I could discover the world and...I could be happy." she sighed, closing her beautiful jade-coloured eyes in resentment. "You are just like a butterfly, my Princess. A caged bird, trying to break free. What are you going to do?" he mused in a lower voice. "What is there to do, Lau? I'm a woman! There is nothing to do! My father is already angry enough on me for being such a weird daughter and now I have to learn how to behave, so to speak, so at least he wouldn't kill me or send me away to some nasty old man." she bit her lip without realising, before she felt a gentle hand on her face. "And what are you interests, little flower?" he asked, caressing her face. "I'm...Sneaking to the healers to study medicine. It's my passion. If I could, I would become a healer...But I can't. My fated was sealed to me the day I was brought into this world." she sighed once again, looking down. "If I could marry you, I would, and we could live our life away from all these terrible people. Isn't it sad how fate works sometimes? But I'm asking you, my dear Pink Lotus...What if we were to fight destiny?" he smirked mischievously, making her widen her eyes in disbelief. "Fight fate...? Is that even possible...?" she whispered, barely able to find her voice. "We can do anything we want to, my dearest. All we have to do is be smart about our little plans. So, what do you say? Do you want to escape your fate together with me and get away from this place? Or will you continue to be the Emperor's little doll that will get thrown away in a few years? I believe you're almost old enough to marry, am I right ~?" he slurred his words, almost as if entrancing her in his spell. "How old are you that you know so much?" she raised her eyebrow in confusion. "Barely 15, but my little sister is just a bit younger than you, and I would be devastated if she were to have such a terrible life ahead of her." he spoke with slight amusement. “How nice...You have a sister that you love...And she loves you back. I and my sister have been pitted against each other since birth. I expect death every day by either her hand or the Consort’s.” she scoffed, looking away in disgust. “Who would have thought that such beautiful ladies would be so much deadlier than war generals.” he chuckled in amusement, making the girl nudge him. “Don’t joke like that...Instead, tell me your plan.” she leaned in closer, motioning for him to tell her everything. “Hmmm...? Plan? What plan? I have no idea what are you talking about.” he shrugged simply, a wide, innocent and clueless grin on his face, making the girl look at him in complete shock. “Excuse....Me....WHAT?! You did all that build up, giving me hope that I could somehow get away from all this madness, only for you to destroy everything...Just like that?! How cruel can you be?!” she glared at him, getting to her feet, rushing to leave, before he caught her wrist, turning her to face him. “Wǒ qīn'ài de fěnhóng sè liánhuā (My dear pink lotus) ...Don’t turn your back on me like that, you’re breaking my heart. You showed me kindness, and I have to repay my debt in a way. Even if you decide to throw away your status, you’re always going to be my dear little Princess. Life works in mysterious ways, don’t forget that.” Lau caressed her face, planting a soft kiss on her forehead, leaving her awestruck, little beads of water glistering in her eyes. “You better not betray me, Lau, or I swear I will have you publicly executed and I will swing the sword myself.” she threatened, despite her voice being so light and shaky. “I shall remember that.” he mused, finding her words rather cute.

---

Years passed faster than anyone expected, and while Lianyi wasn’t able to go visit her friend too often, at least once per year, during her birthday, she managed to see him, thanks to her mother’s kindness, seeing her only daughter being so infatuated with the boy that treated her so gently.

Her mother only got into the Harem and accepted to marry the Emperor because her brother was a powerful War general and she was the eldest daughter of the family, so it had to be done.

She never loved the Emperor, and she wished for her daughter to find and marry a man she loves... The Empress knew from the second she gave birth to her little angel, she knew that she was special and had a great future ahead of her...But she had to be far away from this terrible place...Far away where she wasn’t a Princess and she could marry the man she fell in love with and practice healing, just as she always dreamt of.

However, the Princess’ 15th birthday gift was her mother’s death, which she realised was due to poison from the Consort, and her father arranged her marriage with the enemy War General to make a peace pact, which made her heart break and whole life shatter in front of her.

Lianyi ran to the meeting spot where Lau was waiting, this time, without his little sister, Ran Mao, with whom the girl played with or braided her hair or gave her gifts like hair pins or other nice clothes.

She threw her arms around the only person apart from her mother who showed any bit of love to her and let tears stream down her soft, porcelain like cheeks, making the man worry and put her to his chest, stroking her hair.

“What ever could have happened to make you cry, wǒ de húdié (my butterfly) ?” he asked in a gentle voice, wiping away the tears. “They killed her, Lau! Those harpies killed her! With monkswood, nonetheless! How much more cruel can they get? Don’t they realise that it’s an act of treason and they could be killed? And if that wasn’t enough, my father is sending me away to marry some 60 year old general that’s our enemy nonetheless...Next week...I don’t know what to do! I’m losing my mind!” she sobbed in his warm embrace as he tried to calm her down, but she was lost beyond reason. “My poor little Princess, so young, yet burdened with such sorrow. I wonder how you will get out of this mess.” he cooed at her, making her grit her teeth in anger. “If you’re not going to help, at least don’t be a jerk about it! I going through a crisis right now, and despite you being the only person I can rely on, you’re mocking me! I am still the Princess and with the little influence I have, I can still have you killed!” she sneered at him, pushing him away, but it only made him chuckle. “Please forgive me, my darling, it’s just...You’re just so adorable when you respond to my teasing. It just makes me want to squish your cheeks and gush over how cute you are. Here, as a way to apologise, I’ll let you braid my hair. How is that?” he unbraided his hair, letting his ebony hair that almost reached his waist fly in the soft wind. “Sure...” she muttered, sitting on the ground behind the man, gently playing with his hair, slowly letting peace wash over her. “If I run away...How will we ever see each other again? I don’t want to lose you, Lau.” she sighed, finishing the braid and hugging the man, resting her forehead on his shoulder. “I would never leave my little Pink Lotus alone. This only means that we have to act sooner than expected. We shall be just like this Peach tree, blooming earlier than our time, but just as beautiful. Lianyi, my darling, will you listen to what I have to say?” he got up, helping the girl stand as well, putting his hands on her pale face, looking deep into her jade-like eyes, feeling his heart warmer as he noticed how divine she looked with her face rosy, in the divine light of Mother Moon. “Of course I will listen to you.” she spoke breathlessly, gazing shyly into his dark eyes. “Then follow your instincts and know that even if you don’t see me next to you, I am still guiding you from the shadows, and soon, we will see each other again when you least expect it. I made a promise with you and I intend to keep it. If you stay around me for now, you will be in grave danger, and I will not allow that to happen.” he spoke firmly, letting her know he wasn’t being playful, as usual. “What have you gotten yourself into...?” she frowned in worry. “Nothing that you should worry over, wǒ qīn'ài de xiǎo gōngzhǔ ( my dear little princess ).” he soothed her gently, letting his sleeve fall down a bit down, revealing a dragon tattoo. “Oh, Lau...Please be safe. I don’t know what I’d do if I knew something happened to you.” she pleaded with her eyes, glimmering like jewels in the light, making the brunet man smile gently at her, tracing her soft, luscious lips resembling the petals of a pink lotus, with his thumb. “I promise you that we will both be okay, if you promise me you’ll still love me so beautifully when we see each other again. No matter what happens, never lose this innocence of yours, my dear.” speaking so softly, he put a strand of your hair behind your ear. “Why is a man so invested with a woman? Surely you realise I won’t be a Princess anymore when we next see each other. So...Why...Do you behave so differently from everyone else...?” she raised her eyebrow in naive confusion. “I imagine for you, this feeling would be foreign, but I didn’t lie when I said I wanted to spend my life with you. Now, should we seal this promise of ours?” he smiled softly at her, raising her face to gaze at him. “How...?” she asked in that sweet voice that sent shivers down his spine.

There was no need for an answer, for Lau slowly leaned in, capturing her lips softly, pulling her closer to him, before pulling apart and gazing into her eyes, seeing stars and love.

He had never seen such a pure and lovely person in his life, especially one to show him such warm and genuine emotions, and over these 5 years they spent together, his love and need to protect her only grew more and more.

He didn’t know how long he will have to be away from her, nor did he know if he was going to survive being a top official of Qing Bang, and more, quickly reaching up the ladder and being close to becoming the manager of the Shanghai trading company, and very soon, having to move to Great Britain and extend his influence there.

Lau’s life has always been unpredictable and dangerous, so until he somehow manages to settle in a more relaxed environment where he’s sure no assassin may attack or use her as bait or bribe, there was no way he could have her around any longer.

He was an ambitious man, he wanted to be so much more than a street rat, he wanted money, he wanted luxury and riches, he wanted the world, he wanted to indulge in sins...

He wanted everything.

And he WILL get everything.

---

While Lau was busy making a name for himself, the girl was forced to dance for her soon to be husband, who was nothing less than a lecherous scum of a human being.

She was fed up, she’s had enough of this life.

She was going to end it all.

She was finally going to take the reigns of her fate in her hands.

Nobody was going to control her anymore.

She followed the advice that her mother gave her on her deathbed, took her trusted servant with her, and ran away on a horse, disguising herself as a man and acting as a travelling healer.

She already had enough money at her, courtesy of her mother’s shrewdness, so for the rest 5 or so years, she lived peacefully with her servant in a decent home, working as a physician at a smaller palace.

But due to a series of unfortunate events, she was found out and she was Physician Yi no more, but a woman once again, who was not allowed to work as a healer. What was even worse, was that the Lord of the palace forced her to join his harem, otherwise she would get executed for treason, all while they killed her servant in an attempt to warn her.

But she wasn’t going to let men take control of her life again.

That night, she created a poison and dipped her hair pin needle in it, killing the guards that stood by the gate, leaving with her horse far, far away.

What she wasn’t expecting, however, was to arrive to a ship that was sailing to England, so she decided to change her fate completely, with no regrets, and see if maybe other continents, other countries, would treat her better.

The whole thing was a mess and the living conditions on the ship were horrible, but she wasn’t Princess Lianyi anymore, nor was she Physician Yi, so she couldn’t afford to complain, and nor she could afford to give any money away recklessly.

She arrived at what she would find out is called East End - London, where poor Oriental people would try to find work...But she wasn’t going to do any physical work. She wasn’t strong enough, she knew her strengths, and that wasn’t one, so she started searching around for physicians and doctors where she could work, of course, disguised as a man, but nobody would hire her without a proper license.

She was going to give up and look for an inn to rest at, when she stumbled upon a Mortician parlor, and thought it wouldn’t be too bad to work there - Better than nowhere, at least, so she knocked on the door, entering nervously.

She was met by a creepy laugh and a man with long silvery hair coming out of a coffin, grinning carefree at her, asking her what she was looking for, and as soon as the man heard she was looking for work, addressing to herself as a man, instead of a woman, he started laughing, which slightly freaked her out.

“Darling, I understand you had to worry about being a woman, out there, but here, you don’t have to hide anymore. I will hire you regardless. I have a spare room here, not that I was expecting to hire anyone, but it sure comes in handy.” he spoke in a low, playful voice, taking away the hat from her head and letting her beautiful, long, ebony hair cascade down her back. “Is it...Really no problem...At all...? No catch? Nothing? Just your heart’s kindness?” she asked in a broken English. “Hmm...I suppose I’ll have to teach you proper English, but that’s no problem at all. You see...I have a few special people that I know and I don’t charge them money, but something much more important in these grim days. It’s laughs. And dear, your attempt at imitating a man, no matter how cute that was, failed. I wonder if it failed because I already know a Chinese man...Who knows?” he giggled, lifting her face up to inspect her. “If you don’t want money, what do you want? And who’s this Chinese man that you’re speaking of?” she asked, hoping, at least for a second, that this is the fate Lau was talking about. “Tell me your story, and you won’t have anything to worry about. You, little mouse, piqued my interest. And the man I’m speaking of usually walks around a little guard dog...I’m sure he’ll come around sooner or later, and you’ll see him yourself.” he explained, intertwining his fingers together. “...I am Princess Lianyi, the Emperor’s and the Empress’ only child. I ran away from home 5 years ago when I got fed up with being used like a doll, married off and mistreated, only for political reasons, and I decided to pursue my dreams. However...I’m not sure if I can settle with only being a healer. I want to kill the Emperor for treating me that way, despite being his first child, and I want to kill his Consort and their daughter for poisoning my mother. If they are dead, then I can be Empress and nobody would dare pressure me again.” she spoke timidly, knowing very well that her ambitions were far beyond reason. “What a marvelous story! To think I’d find myself in the grace of a Princess with such dark ambitions! Hehehe, that’s rather amusing! Don’t worry, little mouse, I will help you with anything I can. You can wear any outfit you wish, it may bring some colour to this gloom place. After all, the beauty of life is like a blooming flower, isn’t it?” the Undertaker hummed, stroking a strand of her hair. “Pink Lotus...That’s what someone special used to call me...Never mind that. Thank you, Undertaker, for your kindness. I truly appreciate it.” she spoke in a soft voice, bowing slightly, not knowing the customs of this new place.

No matter that, however, for the Undertaker was there to teach her everything she needed, be it the language, the customs or medicine, which in this place was so different, yet incredibly efficient.

She quickly learnt of his connection with the underworld and how, before, he meant that people come to him to buy information and this was mostly a facade hobby of sorts.

The Undertaker, for some reason, never called her by her name, but by random nicknames, only using “Pink Lotus” when there was something more important, knowing how many emotions that would bring to her. He would, however, use “Physician Yi” when referring to her in public, not wanting to potentially give away her identity, but also, playfully mocking her 5 years of living as a man, which would greatly annoy the girl and would either glare at the silver haired man, or throw a dog biscuit at him.

Weeks and months passed rather fast and working for the mortician became a rather pleasant routine, until a certain dog bark disturbed their peace.

She was in the back, preparing a tray of tea, before fixing her pink outfit and gold hair accessories, and putting the tray in front of the Undertaker’s table, not sparing any glance for the new comers.

“Wonderful as usual, my dear. This is the guard dog I was telling you about. Isn’t he cute?” the silver haired man giggled, but she only glared at him, remaining silent. “I wouldn’t have expected you to hire Chinese servants who can’t speak English.” the midget smirked, irritating the girl, who cursed him in Chinese, barely audible. “Tiān nǎ (goodness gracious), how amusing!” the Chinese man chuckled dramatically. “What did she say?!” the dark haired child raised his voice impatiently. “Oh, I wonder...!” he smiled deviously, which made her raise her eyebrow at him in confusion. “Do you need me for anything else, Undertaker? Or can I go back to my work? I don’t fancy wasting time with meaningless things, like you.” she spoke in a harsh voice, looking down at him, like a true Empress would. “Well, I was thinking you could present our guests our newest case! As Physician Yi, I’m sure you’d find some joy in showing your expertise, wouldn’t you?” he teased, making the girl harden her glare. “How pathetic. Besides, why should I help them? Jack the Ripper case solved or not, there’s nothing in it for me, is it? I’m not here to do charity work.” she crossed her arms, scoffing. “Ohhh, I see! Then, darling, what is your price? Or do you want jewelry? Fine clothes? Just name it, and in exchange for your services, it’s all yours!” the Chinese man walked in front of her, grinning just like a fox. “Kill the Emperor for me, and I’ll tell you everything.” she matched his grin, her face glowing with a poisonous and fake innocence, leaving the man open his eyes in shock. “...Eh?” he managed to blurt out, certainly caught off guard. “HA! Never mind that, your dumb face was enough to pay me.” she laughed patronising, making the man stare at her in shock, not knowing what to say. “Gods, you’re just like him...” the kid muttered in annoyance. “If you don’t mind...All of the victims were female prostitutes and all of them had a missing, representative organ. If you haven't guessed by now, it's the uterus. It's been carefully taken away. One might conclude that, despite being few people on the streets at night, the culprit has at least the minimum anatomical knowledge, to perform such a clean and specific organ removal...In pitch black.” the girl explains simply and professionally, as if she wasn’t trash-talking them just a second earlier. "Very well, my dear Pink Lotus, you did your homework well~!” the Undertaker chuckled, making the girl hit his chair, making him fall off, in a fit of rage. “How many times must I tell you NEVER to call me that? You’re incurable.” she gritted her teeth in anger, before leaving the parlor.

What she wasn’t aware of was that, for a few seconds, the talk of the day was still about her.

“Why would you get such an irritating servant?” Ciel rolled his eyes in annoyance. “She’s not my servant, Earl. You could say she’s my little apprentice, but it was her who came so timidly at me, asking to be hired, since no one would hire a healer without a license. Poor thing, and she’s such a brilliant young girl.” the mortician commented with a vague smile on his face. “I would say, Young Lord, that you’re not as amiable as you think you are.” Lau teased the young boy, who gasped, offended. “What did you say?!” he glared at his associate with such hatred. “People who had bad things happen to them don’t act as they feel. You should know that by now, shouldn’t you?” he explained, extending his arms to his sides. “Does that mean that you know who she is or what she’s been through or what?” the dark haired child raised his eyebrow questioningly. “I have no clue.” Lau deadpanned, leaving everyone facepalming. “Undertaker, would it be too much to ask you to let me hire your little assistant for a week or 2? I promise I’ll bring her back home safe and there’s no underground business involved.” he averted his gaze to the Undertaker, his heart beating faster after seeing the girl. “If she accepts, who am I to come between the work of fate?” the man hinted, making Lau grin even wider.

It was all he needed to be sure that the girl that made a fool of him was actually the little Princess he loved so much. Oh, how she matured! Alas, she had to experience so many terrible things to make her so cold and harsh, unlike before!

But it’s no problem, he was going to heal her - After all, his little Pink Lotus mustn’t hold so much hatred towards the world! She should just be happy in indulge in anything that would make her smile! Let him bear the darkness of the world and worry about tomorrow.

---

After a bit of pushing from the Undertaker, seeing how uncertain she was, but she followed the man to his home, which she found out was above an underground opium den, which only made her even more reluctant to her next steps, but him putting his arm around her only made her feel a strange feeling of reassurance.

Is this Lau? Is this really HER Lau?

But what happened to him? His clothes changed...He even cut his hair...She wondered why would he have such short hair? And more, where his little sister would be?

She was afraid to ask anything, and was rather timid in replying to any of his trivial questions, until they got this his room, after he gave her a tour of the whole place, except the den, saying a lovely lady like her shouldn’t be exposed, at least right away, to drugs and dirty business.

“So, uhm...Why did you really call me here? I’m sure it wasn’t so you would give me a tour of your house or tell me what you do for a living.” she asked, shifting in place, not looking at him. “Why, my dear Pink Lotus, should I feel hurt that you don’t recognise me? Although, I have to say, so many years passed...And you became even more beautiful than before...I didn’t think that would be possible...Princess Lianyi.” he spoke in a low, fox-like voice, as he leaned down to her height, as she was so much smaller and delicate compared to him. “I...I did suspect it was you, but...Your hair...And Ran Mao...And...And your clothes...” she stammered over her words, looking down, her face warming up from emotion. “Only details, my dear. Besides, Ran Mao is here, at home, and she’s eager to see you as well. But until then, my darling, shouldn’t you tell me how much you missed me?” Lau grinned, extending his arms towards her, expecting a hug. “Did...You...Miss me...? Just like you said you would...?” she whispered, looking up at him with teary eyes, barely able to stop herself from jumping on him and never letting go. “You were on my mind every day so far.” he spoke gently, seeing her bottom lip quivering as she threw herself at him, holding him as tightly as her delicate arms could. “Don’t leave me again, Lau. It’s so terrible being alone, in such a huge world...” she managed to say, as she felt herself being picked up and gently laid on the bed. “I’m going nowhere, my dear. I made a promise with you, and my feelings haven’t changed. If anything, they’re more powerful than before.” he put a hand on her cheek, looking down at her, before putting his forehead to hers, while his other hand had his fingers intertwined with hers. “I love you so much, Lau...So much...I missed you...All this time you were away...” she closed her eyes briefly, as she felt his lips on hers, the electrifying feeling surging through her veins, just as it did the first time they kissed, many years ago. “Lianyi...Will you marry me? My life has been tied to the underworld for more years than I can remember, and no matter how much I want to keep you away from that, I can’t stay away from you. I’m no angel like you, and you deserve to be happy, but I can’t keep you away from all dangers and darkness.” he confessed, his voice serious, trying to bring her back to reality. “You...You’ve never called me by my name before...I...I would want nothing more than to stay by your side, no matter what. I don’t care what you’ve got yourself into, I just want to be with you. Yes, Lau, I’ll marry you, I’d love nothing more than to be able to stay in your arms and love you.” she put her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her in another kiss.

But just as they kissed again, the bedroom door opened, revealing Ran Mao looking at them with the same serene look as usual, making the princess push Lau to the side and throw herself at the girl that grew into such a fine, beautiful lady...But what the hell was she wearing...?!

“It’s nice to see you again, Lianyi.” she said, patting her back. “Ran Mao, goodness, I missed you so much...But what are you wearing?! Lau, why would you let her wear something so revealing?!” the princess freaked out, her face bright red in embarrassment. “This is the new fashion, my dear! Combining traditional with modern, we created the Cheongsam! All the girls below in the opium den are wearing it! It’s rather alluring, don’t you think?” Lau chuckled in amusement, putting his hands on her shoulders, resting his chin on her head. “But...But...But...” she stuttered, not knowing what to say. “We have one for you. It’s green with golden thread patterns, to highlight your eyes.” Ran Mao explained, going to fetch the dress, and seeing how short it was, the girl could feel her knees weakening. “I can’t wear that! That’s too revealing! Wh-What...W-Wait, Ran Mao, where are you pulling me?!” the girl pulled her in another room, alone, where she started quickly undressing her and helping her into the new dress, just a bit shorter than knee-length. “You’re beautiful. Now go, Lau is eager to see you.” Ran Mao dragged the flustered girl and pushed her back to the bedroom, as she could only hide her face in her hands. “My, my, what a gorgeous little Pink Lotus. Come here, my darling. I will show you how much I missed you.” Lau watched her shyly approach him, like a little lamb, before catching her wrists and putting her on his lap with the same teasing grin on his face. “This...This is so...Embarrassing...” she clutched her fingers on his messed up blouse as she hid her face in the crook of his shoulder. “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever had the privilege of seeing in my life, Lianyi, and your shyness only makes you more endearing...It only makes me want you more. You managed to keep the same sweet and pure innocence, just as I thought you would...Wǒ ài nǐ (I love you) , my dear Pink Lotus Princess.” he spoke, slowly tracing her legs, making his way up to her sides, her arms, before touching her face and bringing her in for a more passionate kiss that sent fire through her system. "I love you so much, Lau. I don’t care what you’ve got yourself into, but I will always stay by your side. Forever. I want to help you and support you with anything I can, just as you did for me.” she confessed, her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her. “How would you feel helping me with the girls? That’s the least risky thing I can let you handle. But nonetheless, it would let us spend more time together, if that is what you truly wish.” he smiled vaguely, planting more and more kisses all over her face. “That would make me very happy.” she smiled, letting herself get lost in the warmth and love she felt, feeling their hearts beating so fast and in sync, as if they were one.

Who would have thought that fate would play such an important role in their life...They fought it, they escaped fate, only to let destiny reunite them both, just as the red string of fate would always bring them back together, nothing able to stop them.

Finally, they were in control of their own life.

They were together.

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Harry breaks Y/N Glasses *requested*

**maybe harry’s with a reader with glasses and maybe they get broken/lost and she stresses about it**

It’s a cold winter morning but you’re fortunately heated up thanks to the 6 foot man that is sprawled all over your sleeping body. You look around the room and notice that not much sunlight has reached in yet, you look over at your phone and notice that it’s only 6:24 A.M. Harry is still very much asleep as he didn’t get home until late last night, he was out with some of his old friends since being home.

You look down at your loving boyfriend, his mouth slightly cracked open and his one long arm holding you close to him, he doesn’t want to let go and you most definitely don’t want him too either. You’ve tried drifting back into sleep but you absolutely can’t, you’ve been tossing and turning for the last half hour and you can’t bare to lay down anymore.

You shimmy out of Harry’s grip and grab your glasses from your night stand before making your way through the house. You’re on break from school and you couldn’t be any happier, however, laundry has piled up from the last month, you and Harry are on your last bath towel and you both needed to get his house cleaned up before the holidays. You make your way through the hallway and down the stairs into Harry’s kitchen, start the coffee pot and grab some eggs from the fridge. You didn’t get to eat dinner last night because you fell asleep early on the couch, which prompted Harry to carry you to his bed. The floor beneath your feet sends chills up your body and it doesn’t help that the only thing you have on is one of Harry’s t shirts. You don’t mind waking up before Harry because it gives you time to yourself and you’re able to start cleaning the house up because once Harry wakes up, he’s going to want all the attention in the world.

The kitchen wasn’t physically messy, however, neither of you have taken the time to wipe the counters down or mop the floors that was definitely a must for the day. Your living room and dining room were both having the same issues now and you didn’t know where to start.

The kitchen is practically spotless and all left to do in the living room is to wash the throw blankets in the wash and refill the oil plug ins in the wall. When you first met Harry, he didn’t know much about taking care of a home. He had a maid that came two times a week that would do his laundry for him and tidy up his home. However, when you started getting serious with him, yoy told him it was important to you for him to learn these things. Slowly, he started to get the hang of it but it for sure took some time. Teaching him how to do a load of laundry took the most effort because he couldn't understand why there are different water temperatures and what was the difference between a large and medium cycle wash. You however were very patient with him no matter how long it took. While he was on tour and checked on his mail for him, you often would change the plug in scents and freshly washed his sheets for him the day he was coming back, even though the bed was untouched, you wanted him to come home and make it feel homey.

Speaking of Harry, he’s finally awake. You just heard the bedroom door shut and you can hear his feet hitting against the cold hard wood. You know he’s checking his emails and any missed phone calls because that’s his usual routine in the mornings when he wakes up. You already have Harry’s coffee cup ready and you made him some eggs. You place them down on the island for him while you wash some of the dishes, “ Good morning sleepy head. Get some rest?” your boyfriend looks up at you with groggy eyes and a faint smile, “ Yeah Bub, just wish I coulda’ slept longer. My manager kept calling me I can’t ignoring ehm. I’m still so tired Bubs”, poor Harry can never catch a break. My glasses keep sliding down from looking down at the dishes and back up, so I gently place them back down on the island and get to them later. “ Why can’t you just tell them that you’re on holiday? Tis’ the season to be Jolly, and you my friend don’t look so Jolly at the moment” Harry’s eye move up from his plate and throw a piece of egg at you that ultimately lands on his shirt that you’re wearing, “ It’s not that easy, I can’t just shut them out… no matter how much I want to”. You give him a cheeky grin that ultimately lands out sitting on the bar stool next to him drawing small circles along his arms and back. It’s something you learned early on that relaxes Harry, small gentle touches is all he needs sometimes. You hands lose their way into his curls, making you gently tug on them, a small groan escapes from his throat and he looks back at you.

“ You can’t do that while I’m eating. I may choke on my food, silly.” he pushes your hand away playfully while a few laughs escape your lips. Harry finishes his food and places his dirty dishes in the sink across from him and lays his hands back onto your thighs. “ Let’s get away somewhere, just the two of us after the holidays, no phones, no one bothering us. That way, you have some peace and quiet before going back to school and I don’t have to answer any phone calls. How does that sound Bub?” Harry gently lifts you up from your butt and onto the island so you’re staring at each other eye to eye but once he places you down you hear a snap and a crack. You know what broke before even looking at it.

“ Bub, I yer’ just sat on yer’ glasses” Harry didn’t know what else to say to you. You’re not exactly mad but you’re a little disappointed because you don’t have a spare pair and your contacts are back at your apartment. Without your glasses, you’re good as blind, you can barely see anything without and everything is just a blur.

‘Bubs, just breathe. It’s okay, I can go back to your place and get your other ones or we can order new ones or get your contacts, or..” you cut him off. “ Harry, those were my favorite pair and they cost me a fortune. Just go get dressed and drive me home, I can barely see.” Harry felt bad because he technically did break them but your ass is what sat on them.

“ Y/N, I’m really sorry.” You and Harry were half way back to your apartment and it’s been pretty quiet. You’re not mad at him or yourself but this is just inconvenient. Your apartments on the other side of town and you can’t even remember where your spare glasses are. You’ve always worn the same ones and they don’t make this style anymore. These perfectly framed your face and didn’t bother you much and they were pretty cute.

“ I’m not mad at you, they were just my favorite pair. I honestly don’t even know where my spare glasses are. I’ll just pop my contacts in”. Harry knows how much you hate wearing your contacts, you primarily wear them during school because it’s not as much of a hassle, but during the break, you want to give your eyes a break and be able to relax them.

“ I’ll help you look for them. We’ll find them.” You lay your head on your window and people watch out the window and wonder what everyone else’s lives are up to and what could be occurring

A week goes by and you’re still stuck with your old, boxy thick glasses from high school and they’ve only brought annoyance to your life. You’ve gained some weight in your face since being in highschool, so they fit tight on your face which is causing you headaches and you’re not even sure if they’re the correct prescription but you make do with what you got. .

Harry’s been out all day running errands but he should be heading home soon, it’s starting to get dark and Harry tends to not like when you’re home alone and it’s dark outside. You hear the alarm buzz, signaling that Harry’s arrived home and you hear his footsteps approaching you.

“ I got yeh’ a gift. Close them beautiful eyes of yours” you thought this was a little too cliche for the two of you but you went ahead and followed his instructions anyways. You feel a small gentle box placed in your lap and you wait for him to tell you to open them. The box is a short but long, and is wrapped in Green and Red Christmas wrapping paper and topped off with a gold bow.

You tear through the paper and you’re introduced to black box, you pop the lid open and a smile creeps on your face. This wasn’t a Christmas present, this was an apology present.

“ I got them custom made for you. I couldn’t find the original anywhere so that's why it took so long. I have a spare of the same ones hidden in the car.” Harry was so proud of himself, “ Now you can properly see again, Bubs.” he thought the joke was hysterical so I went along.

“ They’re identical to my old ones, thank you so much. I love you, Harry”. Harry knew how much I loved these glasses and they made a perfect present.

“ How do I look?” you show your new found glasses off and he begins to laugh. “ Better than ever, Bubs”

** I’m sorry if this sucked and is kind of short, I was having a tough time and tried to make it long as possible! **

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