#mainly a discussion and observation that I noticed

[astroismypassion]

Astrology observations 🌷🌷🌷

Credit goes to @astroismypassion

🌷 I noticed there is often a correlation or that aspects are revealing so to say. An opposition or a square between planets might indicate that you didn’t do something. Conjunction indicates you came very close to almost doing it, but then it not happening. And sextile/trine revealing that you in fact did that. For example: someone who has Sun conjunct Mercury could came very close to dating (Sun) someone in elementary, high school (Mercury), but it actually never fully came to fruition since it’s a conjunction. Another example would be: Venus square Jupiter, you likely weren’t in a committed partnership (Venus) during your college/university years (Jupiter), because it’s a square. However, you might have been if you have a sextile or a trine.

🌷 Taurus Jupiter and Venus Jupiter aspect natives often have their own little philosophy, rules and outlook on partnerships and they are willing to make very few compromises. They behave much like an Aquarius Venus or Aquarius Jupiter honestly. They have their own set view on how the their partnership should be.

🌷 With Mercury in the 8th house Synastry, the Mercury person can label you (the 8th house person) with something you don’t agree with or even you don’t agree about the label of the connection itself. For example, Mercury person wants 8th house person to be their best friend, but 8th house doesn’t want that, because they already have a best friend. Or Mercury person might suggest friend with benefits, but 8th house want a committed partnership. Usually the view on the nature of the connection is different.

🌷 I noticed Leo Lilith, Lilith at a Leo degree (5, 17, 29) attract such distant, detached, aloof people. Those that are very Uranian/Saturnian with them. These people rarely receive the level of attention they would desire in a romantic partnership from their partner. They also often go for Aquarius/Capricorn Sun or those with Sun Saturn or Sun Uranus, Moon Saturn, Moon Uranus aspects.

🌷 Venus square Jupiter native is often too stereotypically described as promiscuous, lacking standards, lacking self-worth, self-esteem when discussing their approach towards partnerships. They feel “out of luck” of finding a suitable partner to commit to. So someone of them hold onto their partner out of fear. They think it’s hard for them to come across a partner. So if they break up, they could stay single for 6, 7 years or even more.

🌷 I noticed Aries Moon men are really thirsted after, mainly due to great sex appeal. One great example would be French actor Alain Delon, who both women and men found him attractive.

🌷 Taurus Suns, especially those who have Taurus Venus as well, often feel disappointed and let down by the todays, modern dating. They feel not only there is a lack of growing stability within a connection, but also lack of responsibility. Really this word is more connected with Taurus than Capricorn, especially when it comes to partnerships. Taurus Sun always teaches their partner the importance of responsibility and stability, so this is how they teach their partner to mature more in life.

🌷In 8th house Synastry there is always friendly competition, like “oh you’re trying to outperform me?😁”, because you want the other person to prove themselves to you and make an effort. But there is also this element of joking involved. You could often say something truthful, but then follow it by “I’m just kidding”, but there is stil an air of “unless you want to👀”.

🌷Venus square Jupiter native has a lot of friends in their friend circle that are single or unwilling to commit to a long-term partnership.

🌷 I noticed if you have for example Aries over the 5th house, probably the person you often end up having a crush on is a Fire sign! If you have Venus in the 5th it’s often an Earth sign. If you have Mercury could be an Air sign or an Earth sign.

🌷A lot of Aries, Scorpio Moon women consciously decide with time and age to only have female friends. Due to some “fake male friends” in the past, they do it as a form of protecting themselves from disappointment. Otherwise, these women have quite a few male acquaintances, even likely having more male than female friends.

🌷I feel like some Libra Juno or Juno in the 7th house people end up having this mentality of “don’t let your boyfriend stop you from finding your husband”. Because it’s kind of true for them more so than others. They could actually meet their future spouse and being friends with them when being in a partnership with someone else.

🌷 Libra Juno is hating on the same people with your spouse.

🌷 Leo Juno cannot be in a partnership where there is lack of affection, physical touch.

🌷 You might think that Mars in the 7th house in Synastry is all so romantic, great chemistry and romantic affection. Yet, I noticed it more in charts of really good friends even. Another thing to be said here is that both people have their own set view on what is “fair” in the connection and how balance looks like. So it’s actually not that easy to get along, because both have different definition and view on how they should go about fairness, balance in the connection, so often times it results in unbalanced situations. In Composite charts Mars in the 7th house often manifests similarly.

🌷 Aries Moon women and men care in the younger years less about love, being in a partnership and more about money and financial stability. They want enough money to support themselves more than they want love. However, when they achieve that financial stability they start thinking more about family, partnerships etc. later on.

🌷 Composite charts are literally so telling! If you have Composite Scorpio over the 10th house, you and your person could really respect and admire Scorpio Suns. You could both find Leo Suns attractive if you have Composite Leo over the 7th house. If you have Composite Capricorn over the 12th house, when together you both love to listen to Capricorn Sun musicians.

🌷 No one talks how Virgo Venus, Venus in the 6th house doesn’t get taken seriously enough in relation to partnership. People could love spending time with the native, hanging out, but often get friendzoned or that the other person want things more casual. It’s like people think Virgo Venus/Venus in the 6th house don’t have “serious feelings” for someone.

🌷I noticed usually people with Lilith in the 10th, 11th house or Aquarius/Capricorn Lilith, even Saturn Lilith aspects often come from a family where there was an age gap in partnerships throughout many family generations. Like there is at least 5, 6, 7 years difference between their father and mother, grandfather and grandmother etc.

🌷Virgo Mars people have the fanciest hands. They put on jewellery, always hand cream, well kept nails, always perfect manicure, some really see their hands and fingers as a canvas, hence hand tattoos. They just scream “rich hands”. One example would be Hailey Bieber, who is more and more known for fancy hand gestures and perfect hands. Even men here with this placement could have well kept hands, fingers and nails.

🌷Gemini Sun and Mercury in the 5th house love pampering themselves before a trip or they get their nails, hair done, they love looking good on trips.

Credit @astroismypassion

[thatfandomslut]

Date Me, Not Him

Karen Shetty x Reader

Word Count: 1k

Trigger Warning: nothing but fluff

Request:

could you please do Karen Shetty x fem reader where she gets jealous and it leads to a confession?

Mean Girls request are open.

There were three topics that Karen Shetty was exceptional at: relationships, the internet, and parties. Then, there were class subjects that (Y/n) helped her at least keep a 'B' average in. Her parents had hired (Y/n) during their freshman year to tutor (Y/n). It gave her an into the semi-popular crowd, and it kept her from being bullied despite her 'nerdy' status. It was how she was able to attend several parties alongside Karen, who seemed to cling to her at events. This was something that did not go unnoticed by Regina George, the HBIC or Queen Bee of North Shore High. The relationship between Karen and (Y/n) caused Regina to step in when anyone thought to mess with (Y/n). After all, Karen has admitted how important the girl was to her.

However, there was one person who slipped through Regina's feelings at a party. Perhaps because she observing Cady and Aaron rather than keeping her eyes peeled on whether Jason or (Y/n) were sticking to Gretchen and Karen. (Y/n) had almost jumped when the boy appeared behind her with a confident smile. "Hey, (Y/n)," he leaned against the wall in front of her. This action blocked her from getting to Karen and Gretchen who had just arrived at the party. Additionally, this action caused Karen to stare at (Y/n) and the boy with an unfamiliar feeling in her chest.

(Y/n)'s forte was homework, and she was oblivious to the flirting that came her way. That was why she didn't process when the boy in front of her was trying to hook up with her. Instead, she was taking his compliments as if he wanted to be friends, laughing at his jokes. Karen on the other hand was pouting with Gretchen staring in between her and (Y/n).

"You could always tell her how you feel," Gretchen reminded Karen. She has been trying to convince Karen to ask out (Y/n) for months. Especially with the prom coming just around the corner. She even offered to help her in various ways. For example, Gretchen was able to have a deep conversation one day during their shared physics class. They were lab partners and often had discussions when doing their worksheets. She learned that (Y/n) enjoyed roller skating, something that Karen had in common with her. So, she told Karen, who didn't catch what she was trying to do. "Then, you wouldn't have to worry about guys like Ben Frasier."

Gretchen was right, and Karen knew it. For someone who could play matchmaker with the entire school, she never was good at getting into a relationship herself. Mainly because not many people respected her. However, (Y/n) always treated her like a human. So did Gretchen and Regina, but it was different. She never treated Karen like she was dumb, and she always believed in her. That was something that Karen always came to appreciate in the long run. So, in a rush of bravery, she decided to go for it.

"Hey, (Y/n)," Karen smiled, taking (Y/n) hand in her own. This was something that Ben noticed, looking in between the two skeptically. Noticing the way (Y/n)'s cheeks brightened, he realized he didn't have a chance. "You look so great in the outfit." Her voice was its usual airy tone, but this time it held an edge. She looked over at Ben as if she didn't notice him the entire time. "Oh, hi, Ben."

Ben wasn't one to keep advancing when it was obvious that the person he was pursuing wasn't into him. He respected that, and even though he was attracted to (Y/n), he realized she was not into him. "Hey, Karen," he waved politely. "I should get going, but it was great finally meeting you, (Y/n). You two have fun tonight." He winked before walking away. Karen could feel herself grow triumphant at his exit from the conversation.

The action thoroughly confused (Y/n), but she was still too aware of Karen's fingers wrapping around her own to comment. Instead, she just glanced over at the girl with a nervous smile. She made no move to take her hand from Karen's, but she did turn to the girl with a questioning look on her face. "Is everything okay?" She squeezed Karen's hand, breaking the girl's stare that followed Ben's retreating figure. "Did you want to talk to Ben? I can call him back over if you need me to." (Y/n) would've been disappointed if Karen said yes, but she was unsure of what was happening between the two right now. Karen had never grabbed her hand. She had never gotten so close to (Y/n) that she made the girl feel dizzy.

Karen's brows furrowed, trying to figure out what she wanted to say exactly. "I didn't like him flirting with you," Karen said simply, making it sound like the conversation was done. But (Y/n) could tell by how deep in thought that Karen was that she wasn't done with her thoughts. So, she waited patiently, wanting to allow Karen the time she needed to think and process those thoughts. "I want you to date me, not him. I want you to be my girlfriend." Karen finally confessed, her eyes meeting (Y/n) confidently. She was proud of herself for finally telling (Y/n) what she wanted.

(Y/n) smiled a bit as she leaned up to give Karen a soft kiss. Karen smiled into the kiss, her arms wrapping around (Y/n)'s shoulders. As (Y/n) pulled away, she couldn't help but feel giddy. "I want you to be my girlfriend, too, Karen. Was this your way of asking to be official?" (Y/n) wanted to make sure she was right about Karen's statement rather than assume that they were official. When Karen nodded with content, (Y/n) bit her lip to hide her smile before giving her a quick kiss again.

From the background, Gretchen smirked at the couple, proud of Karen finally stepping up. "So, they finally happened?" Regina asked as Cady stood beside her with red lipstick stains on her cheeks and lips. They were planted there by Regina. Gretchen gave them a nod with a smile. "Finally," Regina crossed her arms. "I thought Karen would never confess. (Y/n) may be smart, but she was too oblivious." She commented as they watched the two girls begin to dance to the music.

[hellisharchive]

・﹒・ comatose dreams [1]

Summary: After suffering from a fatal car crash, you had become comatose and had no hope of waking up anytime soon. You didn't know that, however, you thought you had died. After finding yourself in Hell, you wind up landing a job with Vox as your boss. You both fall quickly and deeply, but true love doesn't always work out.

Warnings: 18+, mentions of sex, masturbation, slight StaticMoth,

Notes: This fanfic is inspired by this lovely post by @timeslugarts! I would suggest reading it for a full summary, however if you want to go in blind, then don't!

﹒Stepping Stones﹒

An entire year working for VoxTech, what was your job, you ask? Well, you started out as a simple camera operator, then worked your way up to personal assistant, and you've had a crush on the television man for a good year now. Unfortunately, Vox always seemed so out of reach, so out of your league, you never even tried to even flirt with him and hoping he'd notice. He was an Overlord, one of the Vees, you were probably seen as nothing to him. Which hurt to think about, but was true nonetheless. So, you worked and went through your days with all your feelings festering inside you, ready to burst.

"Vox, you have a meeting with Vel and Val at three pm today to discuss potential strategies with Alastor returning, would you like to cancel?" You watched him as he adjusted his bowtie, ensuring that his outfit was perfect as always. He also had a tendency to cancel his meetings, but to the chagrin of his partners since he arrengaed them in the first place, but you still forced him to attend at least some.

"No, I know if I don't they'll be on my ass about it later" Turning from the mirror, he looked at you with a bored expression before putting on one of his smiles that you thought would be fake, but it was genuine. From working with him, you've learned to identify what smiles are real and ones that aren't.

"What? Do you really want to be alone with me THAT badly?" His smile then moved to a smirk, causing you get flustered and fumble with the tablet you were holding. Shit. Was that the first time he flirted with you? Vox chuckled as you regained your bearings, clearing your throat, you tried to remain professional.

"Well no sir, I was just uh, caught off guard by your uh...assumption" You coughed as he started to walk out of the room, knowing you'll diligently follow, and you did. You shut the door behind you and followed him as he made his way to his head of operations. He didn't tell you where he was going, but you knew his route every single day, that is- if he does, you'll still follow him wherever he went. You'll always be loyal to him and him only.

"Well, let's hope I don't have to calm Valentino down again today after yesterday..." He scowled just thinking about it. Yesterday, Val had yet again another temper tantrum and you watched as your boss did his thing. It was something you've grown accustomed to with your time as the tv man's personal assistant, they both fucked with no strings attached. Sure, they weren't together, but it still squandered you telling the truth about your feelings even further.

"Hopefully not, sir" You spoke as he entered his main control room, where he could spy on everyone and everything. He mainly has been monitoring the hotel and Alastor, even when the Radio Demon was gone for seven years, he never stopped bringing him up. The deer Overlord has only been back for a few months and he was the only thing Vox brought up for entire days sometimes. You didn't mind it though, it was pretty entertaining to witness. Sitting down in his chair, you grabbed yours and sat next to him as he observed everyone, trying to find Alastor roaming around. He checked the hotel first but couldn't find him with his scope of range. Time passes as he does his daily checking and observing, replying to emails, and the like. You busy yourself with checking his schedules and any business opportunities. You didn't realize that he stopped speaking until his sudden voice breaking the silence startled you.

"Do you think he'll ever take me seriously?" He spoke oddly quiet, his usual self gone as you swore you heard the faintest crackle in his voice. Looking up from your tablet, you saw that his head was down, looking at his lap with his hands fiddling each other as a sign of nerves. Sighing, you stood up and walked in front of him. Gently setting your hand on his shoulder, it caused him to look up with a face similar to a sad puppy. Smiling softly, with your other free hand, you placed it on his other shoulder.

"I know one day he will, sir. Trust me, you'll beat him and be the strongest overlord in Hell" You almost said "with me by your side" but refrained, knowing it was best not to mention that at all to him. This was about cheering him up, not entertaining your stupid fantasies. But, you saw as a digital blush faintly appear on his screen made your heart leap. You? A measly assistant managed to make THE Vox blush? You two were entranced, the feeling of leaning closer overwhelmed you as you both slowly inched closer and closer. What were you doing? You both were about six inches apart as he placed a hand over yours, now smiling devilishly as he chuckled.

"Of course I will, I just need someone by my side to do it" Did he...? You didn't have to fully process what he meant by that as you saw Vox's screen change to an incoming call with a ring. The moment ended as you cleared your throat and pulled away, taking your hands off his shoulders like they became fire. Of course- Valentino.

"Are you fucking-" He scowled as he transmitted the video call to one of his many screens, showing a very scandalously clad moth lounging on his bed, smoking and turning the screen into red before dissipating.

"Hey Voxy~ I need a fuck and I need it now. Angel Dust won't return my calls" Now, you weren't the biggest fan of Valentino, despite Vox also not being the best. But even as a sinner, you still did not agree with how that man treated others, especially his main star. Hearing the fact that he was demanding sex from your boss made your blood boil, yet you remained calm and neutral.

"Not now Val, find one of your other whores to fuck, I'm not in the mood" He didn't try to hide is displeasure as he held a very pissed off face staring at the pimp. Usually Vox never denied having sex with Valentino, so the sudden anger surpised you. Valentino just sighed, leaning closer to the camera. You weren't sure if he could see you, you hoped he didn't.

"You aren't fucking anyone else, right baby?" The question gave you whiplash despite not being the receiver. The moth sounded innocuous when you knew very well he manipulated Vox along with others. You knew his game.

"Fuck off Val" The tv Overlord than hung up, growling as he pushed out of his chair and started to walk towards the middle of the room. Following him, he headed back into the rest of the tower and back to his room. Before you could step in, he stood in the doorway, preventing your access.

"Don't bother me, do whatever the fuck you want for the next few hours, I don't care" and just like that, he slammed the door in your face. What the hell just happened? Taking a deep breath in, you mull over what you could possibly do when you decide to just take a walk. You needed some time outside the tower every once a while, so a walk would be perfect. Not wanting to head out in your work attire, you head to your room which was right next to Vox's (easier to be his assistant with you so close) and change. As you walked by your boss' door, you heard him panting and immediately flushed, walking away quickly as it felt wrong to hear him masturbate. You did walk in on him one time by pure accident and even to to this day he still teases you over it and makes fun of you. As you passed by, you could have sworn you heard him moan out your name, but he couldn't have. Right? Your ears were just playing tricks on you. Rushing past, opting to ignore it entirely, you went on your walk.

[rabbitsrants]

Could you tell me what's your opinion about kogoro,like you always appear like you hate kogoro that's why I wanted to know (whenever you mention him you tell that unbothered fuckin father) wanna know your opinion please answer my ask

fun question!

I LOVE KOGORO

with that being said, i have a very nuanced opinion on him

do i think he's a good detective, husband or father? NO, absolutely not. i don't even think he's a good guardian in regards to conan lol

kogoro can be very self-absorbed, impatient and superficial. his alcoholism and gambling addiction strain every aspect of his life, but kogoro doesn't seem to care enough to change

a few examples:

chapter 1

chapter 370

LIKE??? SHE HAS TO STUDY FOR HER MOCK EXAMS AND KOGORO CAN'T BE BOTHERED TO GIVE A FUCK LOL

initially, i blamed his attitude on his lack of success as a detective. but he shows signs of being irresponsible in his youth as well, despite working for the police:

chapter 572

even after shinichi saves kogoro's career and introduces him to a lot of fame, kogoro shows no willingness to change. he's chronically self-indulgent:

chapter 853

on top of that, the rare times that ran asks him to do something for her, he acts like it's a complete burden:

chapter 528

ran asks him to watch eri's cat while she's in school and kogoro tries to pass the responsibility on to conan

speaking of conan, kogoro repeatedly gets violent with him when he's investigating alongside him

chapter 12

the reason why it appears like i hate him is because my posts are mainly about shinran and interestingly enough, gosho decided to write kogoro as shinichi's polar opposite in a lot of ways. which he even admits in his own writing:

chapter 163

it's evidently a writing choice that gosho decided to go for on purpose. and i think that's fucking brilliant. think about it: ran growing up with an irresponsible, unreliable dad who often prioritizes drinking and gambling over his own daughter? and that same girl falling in love with a guy who's incredibly dependable, attentive, selfless and everything her father is not? IT MAKES SO MUCH SENSE

so whenever i analyze certain shinran moments, it becomes glaringly obvious to me that shinichi often acts like an anti-kogoro, so to speak.

examples i already mentioned in my acts of service post: kogoro refusing to help ran - shinichi stepping up as a result in chapter 457 and 716.

additional examples:

chapter 192

kogoro drops off ran at this weird, isolated mansion for a meeting that sonoko arranged with a bunch of strangers online and he feels off about the whole thing and i'm like YES LOVE THAT, SHOWING GREAT PARENTAL INSTINCTS

he even warns one of the guys and i'm like YEAH YOU'RE BEING A GOOD DAD, LETS GO KOGORO

naturally, shinichi feels weird about the situation as well, so he insists on staying with his girl, even though it's already been discussed that he's too sick:

so, despite the fact that a) kogoro feels like something is odd about the meeting, b) he warns the guy to leave ran tf alone... HE STILL LEAVES HER AT THE MANSION UNPROTECTED

and i'm like... WHY????? and gosho immediately answers my question:

LIKE????????????????????? talk about bad parenting lol

anyway, turns out something about the meeting was indeed off and ran is potentially in danger. both shin and kogoro lose their shit:

but there's a key difference between kogoro and shinichi and i feel like gosho wrote this difference on purpose - nothing, and i mean absolutely NOTHING will ever stop shinichi from trying to keep ran safe:

ONE MORE EXAMPLE

chapter 347-349

the case barely even begins and shinichi immediately observes that ran isn't feeling well:

he even tries to convince her to ditch dinner and go back home:

when shit starts hitting the fan and ran is getting incredibly dizzy, kogoro doesn't even notice:

again, maybe i'm reading too much into it, but i think the fact that gosho depicts kogoro's ignorance in this situation is 100% by design and as a result shinichi gets to be the anti-kogoro again:

throughout the whole case shinichi worries about ran and tries to take care of her. which is very impressive considering that ran constantly tries to downplay her symptoms:

examples like this occur way too often for me to write them off as a coincidence. we're clearly dealing with a pattern. how could i not point that out in my analysis? especially when shinichi's unwavering loyalty towards ran is something that she gushes about constantly?

with all that being said, just because i regurarly point out kogoro's flaws as a dad, doesn't mean i hate him. it's just that i aim to reach a full, comprehensive conclusion with every analysis i write and that entails important details like the glaring differences between shinichi and kogoro regarding their treatment of ran.

i still adore kogoro. cause like i said, there's nuance. i feel like there's a lot of hidden depth behind kogoro's character that i wish gosho explored more:

he's smarter than people think

chapter 11

HE'S THE FIRST PERSON TO QUESTION CONAN'S REAL IDENTITY, EVEN BEFORE RAN:

chapter 165

to everyone's suprise, kogoro deducts that eri lost her wedding ring and he goes out of his way to find it for her:

there are more examples of him showing decent detective skills during certain cases but this post is already long enough lol so i'm not getting into that

he can be very idealistic

chapter 86

him holding an old and dear friend accountable for murdering someone:

chapter 376

him doing the same again with a childhood friend:

HE HAS HIS MOMENTS, OKAY?!

chapter 266

I LOVE IT when kogoro shows his vulnerable side, i find it so heartwarming:

chapter 986

OR HIS BADASS SIDE (this is him protecting eri from a guy who's about to sexually assault her)

WHAT A KING

and even though i shit on his parenting a lot he can be very endearing at times! examples:

chapter 207

his reaction to ran dreaming about the one time that shinichi asked her to give him her bra (it was for a case lol)

chapter 254

MY FAVORITE KOGORO MOMENT:

it's a small but incredibly touching gesture and i love him so much for moments like this

chapter 255

HE CAN BE SO SUPPORTIVE AND SWEET

chapter 765

even though i criticized him for his treatment of conan earlier, shinichi and kogoro have their moments as well. the ramen case is one of my favorite moments between them, it's just so wholesome!

this case is giving dad and son-in-law eneregy!

to sum up my very long response: kogoro is an overall shitty person but he can be very smart, idealistic and sweet and i wish gosho explored those aspects of his character more, cause i feel like he gets sidelined a lot. he often uses kogoro for comedic relief which is fair to a certain extent cause kogoro is HILARIOUS and makes me laugh all the time but gosho keeps giving the bigger and more meaningful plotlines to characters that I DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT (looking at you amuro) and i think that's a fucking shame cause kogoro has a lot of potential

hope that answers your question! :)

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[iruiji]

Aight imma just let it out this one rq because I can't concentrate on my SAGAU and I need a new baby to adopt-

Not proofread or beta-ed because I'm just a lowly peasant who ✨does not know how to do things properly✨ lol

Honkai Star Rail.

Wasn't really a fan of turn based games, but okay. Downloading it was easy enough, but hot damn you did not expect it to heat your phone like mad.

But anyway.

You started this game out of curiosity, even before you joined the subreddit for it and see the different husbandos/waifus that instantly garnered your attention. Seems you're keeping this one and droping some $$ as well, because, alas, the character designs are too good!

So you start the questline, enjoying walking around as Kafka and using her gorgeous ultimate, and awing at Silver Wolf's ultimate as well (because you play Osu! and appreciate that reference).

Then came your turn on picking the Trailblazer - which, actually took you a few minutes, with Silver Wolf and Kafka talking back and forth with how much you're taking your time.

"Ladies, we must choose carefully, alright? Calm."

You didn't really noticed when the voices stopped abruptly as you lament on who to choose. And after a few minutes, you finally have chosen your own Trailblazer! Greaaat.

What's not so great is Kafka and Silver Wolf leaving. Awww, seems like they're not your comrades on this journey.

And then screaming the next moment because March 7th pulled Dan Heng away from giving you a kiss! Well, granted it was CPR, but come on!

With a pout on your face, you marched on (heh) to finish the first leg of the questline - which involved fangirling at Dan Heng slipping his dead eyes at that one scene and cheering the squad and then Himeko joins the team and then saving March 7th and then defeating the Dragon and then Nanook slipping in and then Welt saving the day! Phew!

You silently watch as the scenes unfold after choosing to board the Astral Express, deeming it would be long enough for you to eat a snack and pressed autoplay.

- - -

Meanwhile, at the Astral Express, the atmosphere is a bit.. suspense. Partly because of what happened back at the Herta Space Station, but mainly because the gaze are still on them.

Aeons are.. godly beings, in more simpler terms. People know about them (mostly), but the information they hold on some were.. inadequate, that people doesn't even know what some looked like - and if there are even others beside the main ones they don't know about.

And this one- they can feel it. This Aeon is new.

The.. warmth it gives off made it vastly different - say, from Nanook - which felt like this intense second of hot shiver that crawls at your back. But this one- this one screamed comfort.

Quite frankly, it just made some of them even more tense because they don't know how to deal with this kind of situation. A glance from an Aeon? Many people have experienced it, but the gaze actually lingering, following their every move?

Unheard of.

As Himeko gave Welt a questioning glance, he just shook his head and started explaining some things to the Trailblazers about what happened at the Space Station, while Dan Heng simply observes the surroundings more attentively. March 7th is still tense, but the Trailblazer was just confused.

"Someone's here."

March 7th nearly toppled him over when she blocked his mouth with her hands. "Ssh! We don't talk about them here!"

The Trailblazer only gave them a look of confusion, and then Welt spoke in a hushed tone. "Please, be more careful. We don't know who or what they are after, so acknowledging them might only give us unnecessary attention. So for now I ask that you do not speak of them so openly unless they, hm, show that they want contact with us."

Still confused, they can only nod in surrender. It wasn't really discussed after that, but the gaze lingered.

For a very long time.

Even when they reached Jarilo-VI.

Welt and Himeko contacted them and after confirming that, indeed, the gaze followed then onto the frozen lands, told them to be more careful now that another Aeon is watching them, and continued their journey.

That is, until, someone under the snow caught their attention.

The Trailblazer initially tried to walk away, but his senses are screaming at him to walk towards the lump of snow, and, deciding he doesn't want to be smote on his place, proceeded to try and talk with the person underneath.

Only to be met with silence.

Huh, okay. What now?

Suddenly, Dan Heng froze from his side, and then suddenly kicked the pile of snow.

"Ow!"

And Sampo Koski enters the frame merrily.

"LMAO SAMPO THE FUCK?! HE RAN AWAY!!!! OOOHHH HE IS SO GONNA GET IT!!!"

March 7th seemed to agree with you, because when the battle with Gepard started she threatened to strangle him when they see him again and you agree! Damn, asshole Sampo! And to think I trusted you!

I mean, not really. But still!

And then after that you decided to speedrun the whole Belobog questline: from meeting Cocolia and the weird voices, RP-ing in the cabinet about the Hallway Demon (best part, fight me), and then meeting Bronya before the squad went underground and meeting Wildfire and Seele.

You lament on your seat because you decided to skip her for Jing Yuan, but that's alright. At least you can borrow one for farming.

Then the game finally, finally showed the struggle of the knights (poor Geppie), and helping Serval with closure (althought the actual closure didn't happen until very much later). And then finally fighting Cocolia and-

-you nearly dropped your phone in shock when the Trailblazer got stabbed in the chest.

It was quiet.

The Trailblazer opened their eyes to see a dark place littered with different.. memories..? And as they start walking by and hearing them, they realized the gaze was on them this whole time. They tried to talk to whoever the Aeon it was, but was stopped when the child at the dreamscape beat them to it, and then they felt warmth as they were granted power.

They almost felt a warm hand on their back, as if pushing them to go on and continue.

It seemed intent on saving Belobog, and that aligned with their wish to save the city which holds the last bastion of Jarilo-VIs' humanity as well.

So they did. They all did. Together.

- - -

LOOLLLLL I LITERALLY JUST- okay yeah this went waayy different from what I intended to do, but I'll settle with this for now. Imma focus on the headcannons later. Omg lol. This is just literally me word-vomiting. Idk how tf lore accurately this is but oh my god I already forgot some of the scenes so I'm sorry. If you have like comments or other thought, the comment section, my asks and DM is open.

Aight, cya!

Edit: lol forgot to tag @channelinglament @01011111 @amimo3

[astrologicaldreamin]

Aquarius Placements & Autonomy

While I don't inherently have major Aquarius placements, I have exposed myself quite often to those that do. I noticed that Aquarians are considered "unlike" others typically in some form of physical or verbal expression. Even if it is masked through another ascendant or some other factors, I feel even the slightest portion of that energy showcases something that is independent and unique. Mainly, there is a focus on physical expression.

However, why exactly? Many people I know with such placements dislike the stereotypes of Aquarius and feel as though they aren't just pushed into uniqueness (or the hated word, "quirkiness") — they either find it to be inaccurate or very defensively hold an extreme pride towards it. The latter, I think I'm starting to discover, arises from extreme insecurity. Not to say it is wrongful, but I know with my Mars in Aquarius placement, I outwardly express my Marsian qualities quite strategically and independently because I feel internal or external pressures attempting to "rid me of it." In theory, I am curious if majority of the independent qualities showcased within Aquarius is due to issues of autonomy. Sun in Aquarius' fight tooth and nail to have an assertiveness over their own ego/identity. Moon in Aquarius, from my observations, are very defensive and controlling over their internal world. While they may be conversationally relaxed and unbothered, if someone tried to admit influence in some form, there is a very intense backlash. Whether it is an actual external pressure or an internal choke-hold of repression, the Saturn rulership provokes a very intense dynamic of control that clashes with the need to be physically seen as someone with social prowess. While they flourish in social environments due to the 11th house, they also are constantly in defense for the next person to "take" who they are — insinuating a forever conflict that ebbs and flows differently at all times.

As per usual, discussion is welcomed at all times. ♡

[retiredkat]

Red-UK Magazine Raising the Stakes interview with Jacob Anderson

Must give email address to read the full article

“Jacob Anderson has a very sweet tooth. ‘I’m, like, addicted to sweetness, ever since being in America,’ he says, sipping tea with a sheepish smile. Having come to meet me in North London after dropping his daughter at nursery, the 34-year-old star of AMC’s hit series Interview With The Vampire is sitting with his face towards the morning sunshine, a move unlike the supernatural being he plays. ‘It’s good to have everything in moderation,’ he muses, opening a sachet of sweetener. ‘But the minute you start paying too much attention to quantities of things…’ he pauses, ‘it’s like sucking the joy out.’

It’s an apt metaphor for the show we’re meeting to discuss. Based on Anne Rice’s 1976 novel, the lavish revamp sees Anderson play the brooding vampire Louis de Pointe du Lac as he recounts a life of eternal love and bloodlust to journalist Daniel Molloy (Eric Bogosian). In an era when television feels increasingly bland, the show pulls off theatrical magic with its epic, queer reinvention of Rice’s work. ‘You don’t really get weird stories with scale,’ notes Anderson. ‘And I feel like this show has managed to hit the sweet spot of scale and oddness.’

Having attempted to despatch his paramour Lestat de Lioncourt (Sam Reid) and then moved to Paris with his adopted daughter Claudia (Delainey Hayles), Louis works to untangle his manipulated memories in the second season. ‘There’s a lot of tension building,’ says Anderson. ‘In episode one, in particular, I remember thinking Louis has a tension headache for years. It affects his decision-making, and his outbursts. And he makes a lot of poor decisions in season two.’ There’s a great deal of unresolved trauma, he observes, ‘Louis is very emotionally constipated in that way. I think he’s not quite able to embrace his grief, embrace his first 30 years of vampirism. He’s also unravelling in the present; all of that suppression and repression is coming back to get him.

Therapy is the place where Anderson goes to figure things out. ‘I don’t want to be like a ball of confusion and contradiction. I have two daughters to raise,’ he smiles. ‘I don’t want to be another angry man, because they’re gonna meet a lot of angry, oppressed men in their lives.’ Since playing Louis, though, he suspects the boundaries between fiction and real life have become blurred. ‘There are things about Louis that I justify, like, “I understand this decision, and therefore we’re the same.”’ he laughs. Getting deep into character, I suggest, must lend itself to overthinking. ‘Yeah, I’m a huge overthinker,’ he says emphatically. ‘Sitting here, I just noticed my own body language, and my brain is firing off.’

Despite having been in the public eye for most of his life (both on TV and in his music, which he records under the name Raleigh Ritchie), Anderson keeps a low profile. ‘I’m quite a private person,’ he chuckles. He largely avoids social media, as he has an ‘internal compass’ that guides him towards negative criticism. ‘I think it would be unhealthy to spend too much time indulging in how other people are looking at me,’ he says. ‘I feel like I’d lose my sense of self; the sense of self that I’ve been trying to build up all this time.’

As a child, he was always waiting for adulthood to begin. He moved to London at the age of 17, not specifically to pursue a career in acting, but mainly to leave his home city of Bristol. ‘I have a really healthy relationship with my home city now,’ he says, ‘but at the time, I just wanted to escape.’ He was always resourceful in his pursuit of opportunities. ‘In the beginning, I would get coaches up to London at four in the morning to get to an audition at nine. And I would do that a few times a week. And then if I stayed over for some reason, I’d stay at like a backpacker’s hostel for £19.’ Since that point, he’s worked solidly. ‘I think I have a bit of a work thing,’ he confesses. ‘I really feel like myself when I’m working. I feel like I can key into the version of myself that I most want to be, and it gives me a real sense of purpose.’

Playing the stoic Unsullied warrior Grey Worm in HBO’s Game Of Thrones was an ‘emotionally taxing’ experience at times. ‘The challenging bit was giving myself something to do sometimes, like, keeping myself alive in the scene,’ he recalls. ‘Trying to stay present was a real challenge.’ But it also proved to be a valuable learning curve. ‘You don’t need lines, you don’t need words to tell your part of the story. You can do it with your face. You can do it with your body language. So I learned a lot from doing that. But I was ready for it to be over.’

When he finished the show in 2018, he felt burnt out. ‘That last year was so brutal. It was an amazing experience in lots of ways, but I was also very low and so I just took a break for a bit.’ He considered giving up acting. ‘I was just losing my love a little bit,’ he says. The thing that inspired him again was playing recurring character Vinder in Doctor Who, a show that he aspired to be on as a child. ‘That gave me back my play. It re-energised me.’

He certainly wasn’t prepared for the phenomenon that Thrones would become. ‘It was really surprising,’ he recalls. ‘Whenever we went through the press for it, it felt like being in The Beatles or something. But when we were making it, it was really intimate.’ In any case, he isn’t driven by conventional measures of success. ‘The processes are really important. I’ve really learned that, for me, it doesn’t matter if the thing is good. If making it isn’t a pleasant experience, or joyful in some way, fulfilling or cathartic, then it wasn’t worth it. I don’t really care if something is, like, quote unquote, a hit or success, if making it was miserable, you know?’

What really drives Anderson, is creating work that helps people feel seen; and the enthusiastic response to Interview With The Vampire (plus an early season three renewal) has proved that it’s resonating with audiences on a deep level. ‘To be a part of something that people take into their hearts so much is really special,’ he says. ‘Through music and films and TV was how I learned how to be a human, you know?’ He pauses, looking deep in thought. ‘To see that I’ve contributed in some way to something that does that for other people gives me a sense of “it’s the right thing to do”. Like, I’m still doing this for the reason that I got into it.’ He smiles, ‘So yeah, it’s lovely.’”

[bl1ngringz]

Hey could you please make a Thalia x fem y/n where y/n is a child of Hermes and Thalia avoids them at camp because she likes her but y/n thinks it’s because of her half-brother and what he did to her.

STUPID LOVE | THALIA GRACE

pairing: thalia grace x daughter of hermes!reader

summary: thalia has been avoiding you, and you don't know why

warnings: nothing! a lil bit angst and moslty fluff

You knew that being a demigod, Luke's old friend and still a Hermes cabin before the war was bad enough, mainly due to the fact that you have several threatening hands from insecure campers who think that something could happen at any moment coming from your cabin, something that you had already gotten used to it in a certain way and that it was gradually decreasing. But when you're avoided by someone you care about, it makes your life complicated.

This was your situation with Thalia Grace. You were never very close to her before your friend's betrayal and her "Transformation" into her human form again, before you only heard stories about who she had been/is. And, after being left by some of her only friends in the field, she tried to make friends with the new girl.

Something that was notably flawed, considering that, of the few conversations that took place, few lasted more than a few minutes and even fewer were those unrelated to missions or Luke's betrayal. Thalia avoided her, she knew this because, every place she entered, if Thalia had been there before, she would have left.

At first you tried to look for why, wondering if it was something wrong with her approach or even her appearance, until you settled that she was probably hesitant because she had been friends with Luke before he betrayed the camp, probably thinking that she would do the same.

This made you sad, because you had developed a crush on her, something you learned to suppress over time. It affected you, you stopped attending the training camps at the time you used to, and you often skipped the bonfire, but it was something you needed to do to not think too much about it.

"Hey, Thalia has been looking at you since the beginning of dinner, did something happen between you two?"

Sitting at the table with some of your friends from your cabin, you shrugged, not bothering to look.

"She's been avoiding me forever, she probably thinks-"

"Do you think blah blah blah, it's not very complicated to notice Thalia's gaze on you, and that she must be, I don't know, embarrassed for being close to you? It must not be related to Castellan" being interrupted by another member of her cabin, you could only sigh in response, not believing her because you had already deluded yourself with this dream several times.

"You may not believe it, but you weren't the one who looked for the girl you don't like because of her friend in training" - hearing the new information from your friend, you couldn't contain a big smile, while asking for more information.

On the other side, there was Thalia who discreetly observed you, breaking the rules and sitting next to Percy Jackson, who was talking about some new interest he had discussed with Annabeth. Normally she would be a little more interested, but seeing you laughing with your cabinmates made her heart hurt a little.

Thalia was aware that you were insecure about what she thought of you and, because you didn't know how to deal with your own feelings, she was sure it had gotten worse.

Letting herself be carried away by her feelings, Thalia got up from her seat (not before murmuring ''I'll be right back'' to Percy) and went to where you were sitting.

“Y/N, can I talk to you?”

Your friends, who immediately fell silent upon seeing Thalia, gave small laughs while you nodded. You didn't understand what was happening, but felt butterflies in your stomach as Thalia directed them to a place far from the Dining Hall, but close enough of the cabins.

Leaning against a tree and not leaving you a chance to speak, Thalia began to vent about her feelings.

"I know I've been acting strangely around you and I wanted to tell you I'm sorry because you didn't do anything. I don't know what's wrong with me-"

"Wait, you don't hate me because of Luke?" you couldn't help but interrupt, or rather, talk over her in the face of her shock at the fact that, even though her friends said, Thalia didn't hate you, she really didn't hate you.

"What?" Now it was Thalia's turn to be surprised, crossing her arms as she looked at you. "No, I don't have problems with you because of him, that never entered my head. I know you were friends but half the camp was like that with him, I don't blame you"

Feeling a great weight lift from both of your shoulders, the brief tension that was in the air diminished, making you, who was very tense, relax your body, in the same way as Thalia.

"I'm glad we're good now, I swore you hated me because of this" letting out a small laugh that made Thalia smile briefly, she continued "But I still don't understand why you avoided me if you didn't hate me, why you hated me ".

As much as Thalia wanted to hide her feelings, her heart beat faster, making her move closer to you, a light red blush occupying her cheeks.

"I like you, it's kinda ironic since I've been avoiding you, but it was complicated when everything came to me...I like you, not in the sense like Camp colleagues or training partners, I really like you"

You were surprised, perhaps the happiness of receiving a confession that your reciprocal feelings along with the happiness of knowing that she doesn't really hate you was so great that the only thing you could do was take a few steps towards her and hug her, drowning in a smell that she hoped would become common in her life. It didn't take long to feel Thalia's arms around her too, welcoming her into her embrace on a particularly 'not so hot' summer night that would remain forever marked for you.

[iamatinydinosaur]

🍀Clay🍀

I like you

Ever Since Clay found out he liked you, he had been doing everything in his power to understand what Love is. He's never experienced, didnt even dabble. He asked Branch and Bruce about what he should do, he started reading romance novels and even went as far as observing couples without them knowing.

"Hey Y/N!" He exclaimed walking up to you. You turned round. You were busy trying to fix one of the Putt Putt Trolls comforter as your quite skilled in crochet and knitting. "Hey Clay, give me a minute I'm nearly done... There!" You exclaimed standing up and folding the comforter. "Wanna go for a walk." He said as you walked to the Putt Putt Troll's pod. "Hmm sure, where?" You asked knocking on the door. "The forest." He asked as you handed over the comforter. The Troll thanked you, hugging you tightly. You smiled and waved goodbye as you walked away with your tall best friend. "Okay, let me go pack a bag. Wait here." You said before running to your pod. You came back with supplies. You two stopped at Branch's bunker so he could pack his own supplies and then you two set off.

You two walked together discussing possible sad book club books, trips you want to take and just catching up since you guys haven't seen each other that much for the past few days. "Then Poppy and Viva accidentally dropped the glitter bomb and I got covered. It took me 3 hours to get everything completely off." You pouted as Clay chuckled. "It's not funny, I still sometimes sneeze glitter!" You jabbed him in the side, making him wince. You two had been walking for about two hours at this point. You came across a beautiful river.

You sat down and you both pulled out a water bottle. You quickly pulled out a small bag. "I made your favorite cookies yesterday, I was gonna find you today to give them to you. So I thought just to bring them." You smiled down at him, being sat on a higher rock. He smiled brightly. He took out a Peanut Butter and Chocolate Chip cookie. He made a moaning noise as he tasted it. Not noticing you blushing from the noise. "They're so good." He smiled offering you one. You took it. Clay looked up. You looked gorgeous today. You wore your hair with some plaits running through it, you wore your favourite floral dress and you smiled while humming. You always did that when you ate something you love.

Clay found your little mannerisms cute. When you tap you foot silently when knitting, when your nose scrunches when your judging someone (mainly his brothers), how your eyes sparkle when you speak about the two sister who are you best friends and how when you are thinking about a problem you have you always chew on the pen you're holding.

You looked up at him noticing him staring. "What have I got something on my face?" You asked brushing at it. Clay's heart rate quickened. Why is it that everything you do is cute? He stood up. He's so tall that he's the same height as you, even though youre on a higher rock. "Yeah lean forward I'll get it." He said. You leant forward waiting for him to get it off. He took you by your face and kissed you gently. He pulled away and placed his forehead on yours. "I like you." He whispered. You smiled and leant forward kissing him again while sliding down the rock onto his. You wrapped your arms around his neck, while he wrapped his around your waist. "I like you too." You mumbled into his lips. He smiled, deepening the kiss.

...

"Wait did I not have something on my face?"

A/N: ehhhhhhh!!! He's so cute. I love him

[red-riding-wood]

I’m so sorry about what happened to you and so many others. Disgusting misogynistic behavior. You all deserve so much better ):.

Also sending this bc I do believe he has made two new accounts. Drcranessweetestdoe and monsterfromthewoods. I have no proof these are him ,but it just strikes an absurd resemblance to his writing and he seemed to interact with both of them a few weeks ago. The first one hasn’t blogged in weeks either. Just seems strange. Once again though, I could be wrong. Just something for everyone to stay weary about. Stay safe ❤️

Thank you for the well wishes, anon! I really do appreciate you reaching out. <3

From my conversations with @drcranessweetestdoe, she does not behave like Kill (nor does her writing style compare to his), and I am pretty positive he is incapable (or at least very bad) at taking on different personalities since I believe I witnessed his attempt with the second account you mentioned. Aurora is very sweet, and she used to be a fan of Kill's writing and mine. I don't want people to be suspecting her of foul play because I do believe she is genuine. Kill has a pattern of reblogging fics as a way of seeing what victims he can latch onto and I see that as a coincidence with his reblog of Monster's.

As for @monsterfromthewoods... I was hesitant to make a callout, mainly because no one has actual solid proof that he is Kill. But, there is too much evidence for me to ignore, and I wanted to give my honest opinion and observations. Monster, if you are not this person, feel free to reach out and vouch for yourself, and if I am wrong, I am deeply sorry.

Fuck that. As I was typing this message up, I decided to check my DMs and noticed that my friend had said that he gave her the same name that, as of this morning, was revealed to me as his actual name along with his real picture and Facebook profile. That really sealed the deal for me. Here is the rest of my evidence to prove that this is "Kill":

Monster followed my friend around the same time that she blocked Kill.

Monster followed me the same day that I sent Kill a confrontational message, calling him out for his lies and pleading with him one last time for medical treatment and answers.

From the posts on Monster's account, and the one comment I know he made on my friend's post, his personality exactly fits Kill's. This is why I said I do not think he is capable or likely to be able to craft a believable persona.

Monster made a post about suicide, and a pro-Palestine post, the former of which Kill discussed with me a lot and the latter my friend pointed out as suspicious since Kill was also very strongly pro-Palestine. Seeing as Monster doesn't have that many posts yet on his blog, this isn't irrefutable evidence but it is very coincidental.

Lastly, I actually did my best to analyse and compare Kill and Monster's writing, since I had recalled a few things that stuck out to me when I read Kill's writing. Him and Monster share many similarities with their writing habits/consistencies. They are as follows (the examples listed are from 18+ content so please do not view if you are a minor):

Use periods and exclamation marks -- but never commas -- as punctuation to end dialogue tags.

Starter dialogue tag always facing outward. Like: ”So... Tight”

Tend to each use a snapshot style of writing, favouring incomplete sentences with frequent use of periods. Examples: K: "His mind, usually so sharp. Focused and organized like the most expensive machines. A killing machine, that worked in perpetual motion, living off killing, adrenaline used like a drug." M: "Your dear, understanding doctor. Doctor Jonathan Crane, who laughed out loud suddenly a couple moments ago. The dark colour covering his exotic looking eyes as he revealed his real nature to you."

Similarly, they both tend to avoid using possessive pronouns and determiners. Examples: K: "_ Pale, little pussy peaked from between her thighs." M: "The scars covering _ man's pale skin," _ = absence of "her, that, the," etc.

Often use adverbs after verbs in a way that feels out of place.

Capitalise after ellipses, always.

"Y/n" always has a lowercase "n".

Sometimes use three ellipses, often use only two.

Use "pants" but never "trousers".

Yeah, so, I may have spent way too much time on this. And I think most of this is redundant, now, especially after the name revelation, but still, I put work into it and didn't want it to go to complete waste lmao. I also had no idea until I was tagged today that apparently there are programs that do this sort of thing for you. Oops.

[ticklishfiend]

A Joint Effort (Good Omens)

(lee!crowley / ler!aziraphale)

Summary : in which aziraphale and crowley created tickling together many years ago (alt. and reminisce on it many years later)

a/n : lowkey this is very conversational abt tickling but i do (personally) love a fic that discusses the topic :D there is tickling tho dw LOL i just wanted to write some tickly dialogue

word count : 4065

hope u enjoy! pls consider giving a reblog if u liked it <33

. . .

A lot of things went through Crowley’s mind as he gazed at that all too familiar lake. Mainly all the times he and Aziraphale met here to discuss their “private affairs,” a secret team-up only one angel, one demon, and dozens of ducks could know about.

More recently it was all that dreary “end of the world” business he’d quite frankly prefer to Men In Black himself out of remembering (by the way, what a fantastic film that one was, the humans couldn’t have been both more far off and somehow right on the nose with it). The lake was lucky it was still so pretty after all these years, otherwise he’d have stopped visiting after everything resolved itself some time ago.

Humans had a phrase for what he tended to do alone on the bench. “People-watching,” they call it. Such a funny phrase considering it’s technically been his job since the creation of man itself. Maybe that’s why he enjoyed doing it so much. Technically, it’s kinda what he was made for.

He listened as a man adjacent to him across the lake was thinking and thinking his little head off. The man pondered over a woman, a lover Crowley presumed, and apparently how good their date had gone last night. Crowley noticed him fiddling with something in his pocket. Oh yes, a ring. What a disgustingly adorable tradition.

Crowley tapped his ring finger against the bench with an unknown impatience.

He saw that close by, a woman made her way towards the man (ah wait, it’s the woman, he could hear the man’s heart rate pick up and blood sloshing towards his cheeks, kinda gross how their bodies betray them), her hand finding his as she laid her head down on his shoulder. Crowley’s throat made a funny sound as he crossed his arms.

Crowley didn’t care much for the conversation, much more of an observer than a listener. Out of habit, he almost sent an evil little miracle their way, a “no” from the woman catching at his fingertips and becoming clenched in his fist. Actually…this might be the first successful proposal he’ll ever witness. He can hear the yes before she’s even said it, so much love radiating between them it's like radiation to his skin.

But he wants to see this play out. Just because he actually can now. Yeah…trying new things and all.

So it plays out just like the movies. He gets down on one knee, she cries, yadayadayada, blahblahblah. But this time, Crowley can actually feel it. This isn’t like seeing it through the screen. Those emotions become one with the air, making the whole park’s atmosphere thick and sugar-scented. It makes his skin crawl. Or he got goosebumps. He can't tell for sure, maybe it’s all one and the same.

He keeps watching the couple, telling himself he’s invested like one would stare at a car crash (even though nothing about this is a wreck at all, it’s a tad beautiful and Crowley knows this, but there’s still something so wretched about how his eyes stay glued to that spot across the lake).

They keep giggling and kissing, snapping a few photos of the moment and basking in each other. The man lifts the woman and twirls her around, her sun dress twirling with her and making the scene look so…ugh, romantic.

Or…just romantic. Maybe there’s no need to groan so hard at that.

Then the woman does something that snaps Crowley out of his little haze (call it jealousy and Crowley will treat your legs like snap peas). She pokes and squishes around her new fiancés sides, and said fiancé begins to giggle. The woman gave the man a tickle.

Tickling is far from a new concept to Crowley. Actually, he may have had a little hand in creating it. It wasn’t his idea exactly, he didn’t sign off on the paperwork or anything, but let’s just say laughter wasn’t the first possible noise option. He thought it’d be a bit more creative if there was less screaming in hell from time to time.

Most people would probably assume tickling came straight down from above, a place of innocence and love and, yeah, laughter. Others may even say it’s a hellish creation, but those tended to be the ones that drew the short end of the ticklish stick (that is to say, they’re probably really fucking ticklish).

But honestly, this one was kind of a joint effort. Is the paperwork technically written on a heavenly scroll? Sure, yeah. But who was the one that signed off on that scroll in the first place?

Well, Aziraphale did always have such an obnoxiously perfect signature.

Near the beginning, Crowley had overheard some demons discussing new torture methods for the humans to use on each other, something easy that required less machinery on their part. One brainstorm talked of the humans being able to do nothing but poke at their enemy to get them howling in pain.

And, well, Crowley thought that sounded laughably absurd.

So the next time he saw Aziraphale on Earth, he gossiped like usual. Talked of how stupid it sounded, how the humans would get so out of hand using it they’d never get anything productive done. And of course, Aziraphale agreed (though he was at first quite shocked a demon was against any brainstormed torture method, no matter how ridiculous).

Together they devised a little scheme. Nothing major, just something to beat the demons to the race. They had to though, right? It’d just be stupid to ruin something as precious as humanity over a few pokes.

So, instead of screaming in pain, the humans would scream in laughter. It wouldn’t hurt, unless the human was too rough of course, and really the worst it could do was embarrass the victim (except when Crowley snuck in that sometimes they may wet themselves, as a silly little gag. Aziraphale may have been too distracted trying to find a mysterious, strangely itchy dark feather in his garments when he wrote that one). It was such a silly invention, and Aziraphale even felt a little embarrassed bringing it to Gabriel, but oh how the other angels adored it. It was a new game for their humans to play, to occupy and fill the time of their short useless existences. It was a perfect time-waster.

And so became tickling. A joint project created by Crowley and Aziraphale, one of the first little schemes they pulled together that only dipped their toes into everything that came after. And now Crowley got to watch as his invention created a positive memory for some random romantics at his favorite park.

It was weird. He’s never felt funny about tickling before, but since he and Aziraphale have gotten rather…um, close recently, seeing this couple be all flirty and affectionate and tickly was making him feel funny feelings about it he’s never felt before.

He’s not blushing. That’s a human thing. He’s just…warm.

Crowley shakes his head, emptying his mind of all that weird mushy shite. He brings his eyes back to the couple, seeing them kiss and talk and bask in each other’s otherness. Part of him made that happen, in some cosmic butterfly effect sort of way.

Maybe everything is a circle, just as they say. Like it’s all meant to be. One particular word stings at his tongue, he’s heard it a thousand times before out of Aziraphale’s mouth when the subject of a great plan is brought up. He’ll just have to save it for when his angel comes back around.

…

—( alt : s2 ending never happened and crowley goes back to the bookshop afterward and everything is fine and dandy and happy :D )

…

The bell above the bookshop’s door rang a familiar chime when Crowley stepped through, announcing his presence to the one and only being it should matter to. He practically beelined for the drapes, figuring it far too bright for a cozy bookshop even with his sunglasses on.

Crowley heard behind him the soft angelic clunk of each foot making their way down the staircase, the room brightening on its own as Aziraphale made his way down.

“Well that wasn’t a very long outing,” Aziraphale rounded into the main area, cup of tea in hand. “Did something happen?”

Crowley dusted the drapes with his hands, “Such a worrywart, you are,” spinning around and brushing his hands as he met eyes with the one on his mind all afternoon. “The park just got boring, don’t get your knickers in a twist.”

Aziraphale rolled his eyes, “Excuse me for noticing that you’re home earlier than usual,” he muttered, taking his next sip with attitude. “But since you’re back so soon, maybe we could…hang out, as the youth say,” he smiled that thin-lipped smile, and Crowley groaned in the back of his throat, following Aziraphale towards the back room (yknow, the one with the couch that Crowley can stretch his legs on as long as he needs and nothing ever feels uncomfortable).

“Grahk, angel, there’s a reason that only the youth should be saying these things. Sounds…unnatural, on your tongue,” Crowley plopped down on his favorite couch, his hand in Aziraphale’s (he’s not even sure when that happened, but who is he to complain?) leading him down to the spot next to his. Aziraphale did a wiggle as he sat, like getting the cushion ready for him.

“I like integrating new shortened language into my vocabulary,” Aziraphale pouted behind his cup.

“Helps me understand everyone better.”

Crowley tutted, “Okay, well, one: it’s not called “shortened language” anymore, you boob. They say slang now. If you don’t even know the word slang, you definitely shouldn’t be using it in the first place,” Crowley propped his feet up on Aziraphale’s lap, the only acknowledgment of his position being Aziraphale’s zero hesitation in using his shins as an armrest. “And two: you already have the most extensive vocabulary on the planet. You can know all the words and phrases you like, but I doubt you’re in dire need of any new ones to use.”

Aziraphale sat his glass down on the coffee table, leaning against Crowley’s legs. “I think you’re just jealous. Envy is one of the seven sins, correct?”

Crowley merely huffed, throwing an arm against the couch’s own and propping his cheek against his hand. He gazed a bit longingly at the angel, who seemed more interested in picking lint off his trousers at the moment. “Saw something at the park I thought you’d like.”

Aziraphale’s ears perked, but more or less remained focused on grooming Crowley’s pants. “Oh?”

“Want you to guess.”

That caught his attention, an annoyed glare thrown Crowley’s way. “I hate this game.”

“Naaaah you love it. Cmon, guess.”

“I’ll at least need a hint, Crowley. It could literally be an infinite number of things,” Aziraphale sat back against the couch now, finally interested in the conversation even if he continued with the annoyed charade, hands folded on Crowley’s shins. “At least tell me if it’s good or bad. You know how I hate bad surprises.”

“It’s good, trust me,” Crowley grinned. “Has to do with something we created a looong time ago. I’m talkin’ B.C, baby.”

Aziraphale’s eyebrows raised, really curious now.

“We created it?”

“That we did, angel.”

Aziraphale hummed, fingers fidgeting with the fabric, before gasping in excitement, “Was it a chihuahua?”

Crowley’s own eyebrows shot up at that, nearly having forgotten they created that wretched animal.

“Oh but they’re so cute, Crowley, look at how tiny!”

“Fine, but that thing’s gonna be a beast, I don’t care how little it is.”

“Heheh, no but good guess,” He chuckled, sliding his glasses off and tucking them into his front pocket. His hands mimicked Aziraphale’s, fingers crossed but against his chest. “One more hint: I saw some very…giggly humans.”

It took him a moment, but finally Aziraphale grinned, giving Crowley’s knee a few squeezes and delighting in the squeak and kick against the other arm of the couch. He giggled as he watched Crowley turn pink and grumble. “That may be one of my favorite things we created together.”

Crowley shoved his glasses back on as if hiding, more embarrassed than he’d like to admit. “You’re ridiculous for miracling that shit into me all those years ago.”

“I only did it because you did the same to me!”

Crowley chuckled, regaining his confidence to reach over and squeeze at Aziraphale’s side, relishing in the angelic giggles.

“Well obviously. I’m a demon. Had to mess with my angel somehow.”

Aziraphale pushed his hand away, his smile remaining with pink cheeks. “Yes, but an angel is nothing without an even better miracle than yours. We both know you got the worst of it,” Aziraphale said, throwing wiggly fingers in Crowley’s direction when he tried to argue, “Don’t make me tickle your ribs and prove it, Crowley. We don’t want a repeat of—“

“Say it and I’ll pluck each feather off your back and go to town on those ears of yours.”

Aziraphale just grinned, retracting his fingers and letting his demon relax as he held his hands up in defeat. Aziraphale sort of has the high ground here anyway, considering their differing levels of sensitivities; he’ll just bring it up later.

“So you saw some people in a tickle fight, then?” Aziraphale tipped the conversation away from them, a little wary of the threat. “Quite a public spot for something we made to be so embarrassing, don’t you think?”

Crowley waved a hand, “Aaaaah they don’t all find it embarrassing. The guy seemed too happy to care, anyways,” he said, scrunching his nose. “He had just proposed.” Crowley said the word like there were worms crawling under his clothes.

Aziraphale gasped, “Oh how lovely! You should’ve congratulated them, Crowley!” He whined, knowing Crowley too well, sensing there was no way he had given them a proper congratulations. Aziraphale hated missing out on precious human moments like that.

Crowley smiled at his enthusiasm, “Don’t worry, angel. They’ve got each other for that sappy shite.”

Aziraphale huffed out a happy giggle, giving Crowley’s leg a little shake and pat. Crowley always found it gross how giddy the angel got over others happiness. It made his heart and belly feel funny, maybe he was going into cardiac arrest or something. Well, not literally of course, but maybe like metaphorically.

“So the newlyweds had a little tickle tussle in the park? Oh that’s just precious,” Aziraphale held his hands close to his chest. “Thank you for letting them have their moment, dear.”

“Whatever, just didn’t feel like working too hard today,” Crowley sniffed, leaning back against his arms. “Yknow, the guy seemed to be loaded with those tickly nerves. I don’t blame that girl one bit for going at ‘em. Kept making these funny noises and wigglin’ like a worm. It was honestly very amusing to watch.”

Aziraphale grinned all smug. “Weeelll…”

Crowley frowned. “Well…what?” Aziraphale just shrugged, giving Crowley a quick up and down. Crowley shot up, pointing a finger, “No. That is not how I am.”

“All I’m saying is, if you can’t blame her for tickling her husband because of his funny reactions…weeeelll…” Aziraphale giggled, throwing shaky arms up in defense when Crowley leaned forward.

“Keep at it,” Crowley warned, throwing his legs off Aziraphale so he could corner the tittering angel into the couch, “And I swear, I will have jars of ticklish angel tears to display on my shelf,” he poked Aziraphale in the chest, awfully close now. “I’ll make sure you discorporate with a smile.”

Aziraphale gulped on a giggle.“I-I was merely…Crowley, come on now, I’m teasing,” he stuttered out. Crowley was right up in his face now, a smile that may as well be fanged making Aziraphale’s voice quiver. Crowley was eating up the sight.

“Yeah? Well so am I,” Crowley grinned in his face, glasses falling to the tip of his nose so Aziraphale could see the endearment in his yellow eyes. Aziraphale sighed, bringing a hand to the demon's chest. Crowley leaned into the touch, humming contentedly as he started relaxing against Aziraphale’s form.

He curled up against the angel’s side, Aziraphale’s fingers playing at his cheek. Crowley pressed his face into Aziraphale’s shoulder, mumbling, “It’s not my fault you’re a literal God-gifted tickler.”

“Mm, well it isn’t my fault you’re ticklish enough to break my vessel’s nose—“

“Okay, fuuuck you, I thought we weren’t bringing that up, you twit,” Crowley flicked Aziraphale in the temple, “Also, it quite literally is your fault I’m this ticklish. Prick.”

Aziraphale kept a frown after having his face assaulted like that, “I feel like you’re just asking for it now. Insulting and flicking me as we talk about how horribly ticklish you are. Yes, quite a wise decision on your part, Anthony.”

Crowley pressed his face further into Aziraphale, mumbling something incoherent that probably made no sense anyways. Something like, “your mum’s horribly ticklish…” but who's to say. Aziraphale caught on with a giggle.

“Oh is that it?” Aziraphale asked, squeezing Crowley’s shoulder.

“Is what it?”

“Do you want me to-“

“No. Fuck you.”

“Are you sure? Because it sure seems like-“

“Noooo.”

Aziraphale held back a laugh, trying not to embarrass Crowley so much he fled from the scene. Instead, he just slid a hand up Crowley’s side, decidedly not tickling. Crowley tensed under him, his hand squeezing tighter on Aziraphale’s lapels, but made no move to leave.

“I used a word before,” Aziraphale tapped one finger against the clothed side, not ticklish but definitely threatening. “Envy. Is that what you’re experiencing, Crowley?”

Crowley tried to grumble, but it sounded more like a whine with his face smushed into Aziraphale’s coat.“Wha’ would I even be…envious of,” Crowley muttered. “S’all stupid. Not the proposal, that’s for damn certain.”

“Oh no, surely not the proposal,” Aziraphale used his one finger to scritch gently. Crowley tittered in his throat. “I wonder what else I could be talking about, hm?”

Crowley was vibrating. He could feel how warm his face had gotten against the coat, hating himself for it but refusing to leave. This was…this was something. “Beats me,” he shrugged, but quickly brought his arms back down when he felt Aziraphale’s hand trail up even further, fuck. He growled, “Sssstop.”

“Stop what?” Aziraphale pinched once, and Crowley growled. “If there’s something on your mind, I’d love to hear it.”

“Hhmmhhmmhehehmm,” Crowley hummed a whine, squirming in Aziraphale’s hold. Part of him desperately wanted to sprawl out onto his partner's lap and let the angel have his ticklish way with him. The other part of him was screaming to push Aziraphale away, tell him off for being so silly and stupid. He didn’t actually think Aziraphale was stupid in the slightest, but fuck he couldn’t really think of anything worthwhile to say with Aziraphale’s fingers doing that to his lower ribs.

He didn’t do either of those things, though. Instead, he stayed curled into Aziraphale’s side with fingers also curled right on that spot that made Crowley feel all…all squirmy.

“Crooowleyy~,” Aziraphale sang into his ear, smiling against the shell of it as Crowley jerked and snickered in giggly fluster.

“What do you waaaant??”

“Did that couple make you think some…” Aziraphale pinched a quick line from Crowley’s ribs down to his hips. Crowley choked out a surprised giggle, body arching with a flinch. “…ticklish thoughts?”

“You’re such a dihick,” Crowley slapped Aziraphale’s hand, barking a laugh when he just squeezed his hip in response.

“I’m right, aren’t I?”

“…mmmmm no.”

“Crowley. You’re pushing into my fingers.”

“Shhhut up!”

“Admit it and I’ll get this over with,” Aziraphale said, abandoning his fear of embarrassing Crowley too much as it seems he was actually enjoying that part of it now. Who knew demons were so fond of being a little flustered?

Well, probably not most demons. But, come to think of it, when has Crowley ever been like “most demons”?

“I can’t, angel,” he whined, words a bit breathy as Aziraphale has switched to gently, slowly clawing at the clothed skin. It wasn’t enough to make him laugh, but damn if it still didn’t tickle like hell. If anything, this was probably worse. He can’t use the excuse of, “well I can’t talk when you’re tickling me!” because really, Aziraphale wasn’t. Not yet at least. Now they both knew he just can’t talk because he’s too flustered, and isn’t that a horrifying thought in itself.

“I never realized you actually liked it,” Aziraphale said genuinely, but his tone really made it sound like a tease.

Crowley shook his head, “I d—“ he bit down on his rebuttal with a growl, the word ‘don't’ falling down his throat. By now, they both knew that wasn’t true. No sense in fighting it, he guessed. “I didn’t know.”

Aziraphale made a surprised sound. “Really?” He gave a scribble to Crowley’s side, longer than the usual ones, and Crowley whined through a giggle.

“Uuugh maybe. Just when…whehen the couple—when they wehehere—Angehel I can’t speheheak when you’re—!” Crowley squeaked when Aziraphale started pinching up and down, giving focus to that little spot below his ribs. He couldn’t keep his giggles down, falling into breathless, flustered laughter as Aziraphale actually, finally started to tickle him.

“Too ticklish for words, Crowley?” Aziraphale teased on purpose this time, bringing his hand up, up, up to tickle a single finger in the hollow under Crowley’s arm. Crowley spasmed, choking out high pitched giggles as he squirmed and tried hiding his face even more into Aziraphale.

Aziraphale merely brought his other hand in to play with his exposed ear, bringing Crowley’s smiling face out as he jerked his head around to defend.

“Nohoho! This can’t be fffffuhucking fahahair-!” Crowley agonized, his laughter all over the place in pitch.

“I suppose not, considering I have quite the advantage here. More ticklish and enjoyable for you? What a pickle, my dear,” Aziraphale said, giggling as he heard the words come out of his mouth. “Aha! A tickly pickle! Isn’t that funny, Crowley?”

Crowley cackled as he shook his head around madly. Words weren’t easy when Aziraphale’s hand moved from his ear to his previously untouched side, pinching and squishing at the devastatingly sensitive hip bone.

“Refute it all you want, but with how hard you’re laughing you must think I’m very funny,” Aziraphale said, digging both hands into Crowley’s hips while dodging a headbutt to the nose.

Crowley’s mind felt like tangled wire. The tickling, the teasing, the knowing that he’s enjoying every second of it (and tickling and teasing him for exactly that). He’s been tickled before, been tickled by Aziraphale a few times in the past, but this was…it’s different.

They’re closer now, closer than they’ve ever been before. They know each other so intrinsically and still manage to learn new things about each other every day. Today’s discovery just happens to be Crowley’s apparent love for being tickled silly by his favorite angel, and he’s having trouble coping with the embarrassment of that when Aziraphale’s hands won’t leave his fucking hips alone.

“Yohohou-! AHA—! You’re diabohoholical! Ffffuhuhucking wanker!” Crowley insulted through hysterical giggling, squirming and kicking as his hips were tickled to the nub.

“Oh? Does someone want me to go back up to the ribs?~” Aziraphale’s hands finally left his hips, but slowly scribbled their way back towards his awful rib cage. Crowley thrashed with a cackle, it doesn’t even tickle that much on his sides but even the thought of those fingers back on his ribs has his stomach feeling ticklish on the inside.

“You dohohon’t—! Dohon’t have tohoho—ahAHAha nohohoho-!” Once those fingers found his ribs on both sides, Crowley gave up all the fight he had in him. He melted into Aziraphale’s side, merely squirming and twitching as he let his ribs be plucked by angelic hands. It was a torturous bliss he never expected himself to be found in.

“A ticklish demon,” Aziraphale cooed, leaning down to press his nose into Crowley’s hair. When Aziraphale talked now, it felt like the words went straight to Crowley’s brain, vibrating through the skull and making his neck scrunch. Crowley wanted nothing more than to let his angel play with him, and Aziraphale loved doing just that. “My proudest creation.”

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a/n : hope u enjoyeddd it was very fun to write lol. pls consider liking and reblogging!! happy holidays <33

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Seat of Power | jungkook political au 02

pairing: ceo!jungkook x reader genre: political & yandere au

summary: in the world full of power and greed, there are people who seek freedom and peace. While the two rival families are fighting for different purposes, it's their son and daughter fighting for what they desire. You already buried the memories that happened that night while he already tattooed it on his mind. You've forgotten them while he's doing everything in his power to make it happen again.

chapter summary: Jungkook’s father doesn't like that your mother is winning a seat at the national assembly and he has nothing left to do but to eliminate the threat. Jungkook does his best to save you but there are situations that he cannot control just like the things that happen when you wake up after being in a coma. 

chapter warnings: stalking, yandere, character death, traumatic brain injury, breakdowns, panic attack word count: 10k

disclaimer: This is pure fiction and I do not condone the acts of Jeon Jungkook in the story. All events and occurrences in this story are all fictional and all are part of my imagination. And also, this fiction will be political.

“The public votes for Y/L/N Ye-Jin in aiming for the seat in the National Assembly were increased by 62%. The public are very thrilled about the upcoming election for next month.”

Jungkook turned off the TV as he looked away and took a heavy breath. Your mother is winning a seat in the national assembly and his family isn’t liking it. He also doesn’t like it mainly because he’s scared that his family might do something to your family and they can include you. He absolutely knows what his family is capable of doing. If this ain’t about you, he won’t feel like this. He won’t feel anxious every time he sees the news about your mother winning. He wouldn’t give a shit. But right now, it’s different.

He kept himself updated on what his family was planning. He’s trying to be part of his father and grandfather’s discussion as it might include you. He observes their move because he might be unaware, they killed you already. 

He still keeps up with you. Nothing changes. He still continues looking up on you just like he always did. Sometimes, he wanted to see and face you just to personally check if you’re okay. He still imagined himself eating with you as both of you were talking basically anything. He imagined himself to be your boyfriend that takes care of you and makes you happy. He wanted to do those things with you but he knew that he couldn't because you wouldn't accept him. He admits that he's a coward to face you because he’s scared of rejection. You already rejected him twice and he wouldn’t want you to do it thrice. He's just going to wait for the right time. But right now, he should learn to be content because one wrong move, there’s a chance that you’ll never be his. Because of you, he learned to be patient. 

You were listening to Yuna as she spoke and suddenly, you noticed a black SUV parked at the other side of the street. You’re at an asian restaurant with your friends to hang out since you haven’t seen each other for months already due to a hectic schedule. It’s a good thing that your friends are a low maintenance type of people that even though you don’t talk to them for months or even for years, the friendships are still there. 

You were staring at the SUV for a moment already and it didn’t make any movement. Recently, you see that same black SUV wandering around wherever you are. As you remember, you’ve also seen it the other day when you were about to go home after a long day of work and now, it’s here again. You don’t know who’s inside since the windows are very tinted and no one’s going out or even hopping in. You suddenly become anxious and you don’t want to admit to yourself that the car that’s meters away can be someone who’s following you. 

You can’t help but to think of the worst thing possible. Your family is in a political world and it's a dangerous world to be in. Your family is always fighting for what is right and they aren’t scared to even call out the people who've always been staining dirt just to have what they want.

Just like the Jeon family. 

When your family chooses to be part of the political world, they’re aware of the possible things that can happen. They know that people look up to them for being brave enough to fight for what is right and they also know that there are people who don't want them in power.

Your family has always been in danger but they became brave and courageous for the people but you know to yourself that heroes can be defeated too and that scares you the most.

“Y/N, are you even listening?” You were back in your senses when Yuna caught your attention.

“Are you okay?” Hanni, one of your friends asks. They both look at you.

“Yeah. I’m fine.” You answered and you gave the car a last look before you paid your attention to your friends. 

Driving home after you had dinner with your friends felt strange. It feels like something bad is about to happen and you keep looking around as you drive. It’s just 9 in the evening but it feels like it’s already midnight. The street isn’t that busy like it normally is. You decided to play music on the stereo to keep relaxed. Silence makes you more anxious. 

As you arrived home, your mother welcomed you with a warm hug. She looked very happy and her huge smile made you forget the strangeness during the ride. 

“What’s up, mom? You looked very happy.” You commented with a smile on your face. Your mom claps her hand. 

“It’s positive that I’ll win this election! I was so excited that lots of plans were rushing through my head! I’ll be having a press conference tomorrow for my candidacy and I’m taking notes on the things that I have to address.” She explained with enthusiasm. You saw your father at the dining table while his laptop was in front of him. Maybe he's working for a case. 

You can’t help but feel thankful for the family you have because they were the best. Both of your parents are not only good parents but they are also a good public servant as they serve the country with integrity. They were brave to choose and do the right thing and they were brave to speak for the country even though a lot in the political world cannot do the same because of fear or greed. You are so proud to be their daughter. 

“Jeon Tae-soo has been quiet recently and I know that he’s agitated from what’s happening. It was obvious that he’s not in favor of me having a seat in the national assembly.” Your mom said boastfully as she sips in her tea.

“He’s probably inside of his closet crying because he’s about to go down the hill.” Your father jokely commented. 

“Mom, you shouldn’t be too complacent because he might do something against us.” You hold your mother’s hand as you look at her with concern. “You know how they work.” You added as you remember the black SUV that’s been following you around. 

You wanted to inform your parents about it but you don’t want to worry them as they already have a lot on their plate. Besides, you might be mistaken. 

“I know and that is something that they should look at because the truth will humble them. Their political dynasty should end. I’m not going to be surprised when he lets his son run for a political position when the time comes.” Your mom rolled her eyes. 

As your mom mentions his name, you can’t help but to remember him and the thing that happened between the two of you. You already forgot about it but sometimes, it passes through your mind. There is something about him and the things that happened that’s already stuck in you. Remembering him just made you remember your sin. To your family and to your boyfriend. You hate to admit it but every time you remember him, you remember the things that happened that night. You hate the fact that you remember how good he is in bed. You might be drunk but you remember it. And the worst part is, whenever you’re doing it with your boyfriend, you remember him. It’s killing you because you can’t stop thinking about it. 

You’ve already mentioned that your family hated the Jeon family and you are going to repeat it once again. Your family hated the Jeon so much that they were invested in getting them out of politics. You already knew how insane the Jeon family is. Jeon Tae-soo has multiple graft and corruption and was suspected of being involved in an illegal drug operation issue but then, they are still in power. It also worries you about your mom because she was too vocal in her hatred towards the Jeon’s. It’s almost like every time your mother speaks in public, she always reminds them on how the Jeons are the worst politicians. You know that your parents are brave, especially your mother but you know what they are capable of doing and it scares you a lot. 

Just when you thought that you will never see Jeon Jungkook again, you saw him in the public meeting for all of the candidates to be a member of the national assembly. His father is not running since he’s already in the position but they should still be present in the public meeting. However, you didn’t know that he would be there as well. He was far from you but you can see him clearly despite all the people around. When he was about to look at you, you looked away. You cannot get caught dead looking at him. The hell, no.

While you were busy watching the public meeting, Jeon Jungkook was busy looking at you. He doesn't really want to be in here and he can do things that are more productive but he knows that you will be present to support your mother. He wanted to grab the opportunity to see you without being hidden. Of course, when he’s following you around, he can’t be seen so he has to hide inside his car. 

He wanted to approach you, talk to you or even hold your hand because even though he sees you almost everyday without you knowing, he misses you so much. He misses your touch, the texture of your skin, your smell and of course, the taste of your lips. He fucking want you so bad that it kills him because he can’t have you. 

When he could no longer take it, he decided to approach you when he saw you leaving the crowd. He’s so near to you but you walk too fast and without even thinking, he called your name. He was surprised that you looked back but when your eyes met his, you regretted that you even looked back. 

  “Y/N, wait.” Jungkook called you once again as he continued to follow you. He tries to keep up with you but you suddenly stop in the middle of walking and you look back to give him a death glare.

His eyes were big and shining and it’s the eyes that you can stare forever for how beautiful it is. He can change his character in a blink of an eye. He can give you the most intimidating look and in a snap, he can look like the most pleasing person you could ever meet and honestly, it confuses you on what type of person he really is. 

“I just want to… greet you.” He looks like he misses you and he longs for you. But you should not be fooled just by the look of his eyes because you know better. 

It’s been a moment and you haven’t responded. You only give him a blank stare before you continue to walk away. 

“Hey, aren’t we good?” He follows you once again.

“We are never good, Jeon.” You responded as you walked. 

“Are you still mad from what–

You immediately cut him off by stopping to face him. He was already getting on your nerves. 

“Stop acting that we are friends because we are not and to clarify it to you, me and my family despise your family so much. I don’t want the people to see us together so if you excuse me, I don’t want to see you again.” Your eyes were so intense that Jungkook was too stunned to utter a word. 

One thing that he realized is whenever you encounter each other, both of you are arguing. He hasn't tried to speak with you where you won’t raise your tone. The only time that you weren’t mad at him is when he saw you the first time. It’s really unfortunate for both of you and Jungkook felt like he had to give up. 

Everything is always standing in his way. Starting with the situation of both of your families—it’s the biggest hindrance. His family abominates your family and vice versa. You being in a relationship is also a thing. It’s easy for him to dispatch your pathetic boyfriend. Or he can simply ruin your relationship by approaching your boyfriend and casually tells him that he fucked his girlfriend so good that he even bring you home. But it is what you hated the most. You hated his family because of their unlawful use of power and he doesn’t want you to see him that way. He wasn’t like his father or grandfather. He can be a good man for you. 

He can forget about his family and choose you. He can treat you better and give the life that you deserve. 

But just when he thought that everything was already the worst, what scared him the most came to happen. 

It’s traditional for your family to get out for dinner every sunday. It's your way to connect to each other. Even in the busiest schedule, your family still manages to spend time with one another. It’s a way of making the family stronger and connected. 

“I never thought that Thai food was the best!” Your younger sister Minji commented after you entered the car along with your family.

“Didn’t you eat Thai food before?” Your mom responds to Minji.

“I don’t really remember. Did I?” Minji chuckled.

“Or maybe, Western dishes are the only thing you eat.” You said as you smirk.

The family that you have right now is your greatest prized possession and you could never ask for more. They can take everything away from you but not your family. They are already enough to fulfill you. 

But life is unfair. You only ask for one thing but they still take it away from you. 

Everything happens in a swift way. You were having fun conversing with your family when suddenly, a 10-wheeler truck was along the way while it was honking so loud. It was so fast that your father didn’t get the chance to dodge. 

And the next thing you knew, everything went black. 

—

Jungkook has already started to live on his own. He has his own penthouse where he comes home after a long day of work. He only comes home in the mansion if it’s needed or his father and grandfather call him for something important. He also comes home when it’s a family dinner that usually happens if there is something to celebrate or something to discuss about. Other than that he doesn’t have a reason to visit their mansion. 

But tonight, his father called him for dinner. He finds it strange since it’s a normal day of the week. He was curious if there is something to celebrate or to discuss but then, he shrugged his curiosity because whatever may be the reason, he doesn't care. 

“Do you like the food? We have a new house chef since the old one resigned.” his grandfather asked him with a smirk on his face. He nodded his head as an answer. 

“It's fine. But the steak was overcooked.” He answered casually. 

Both of his fathers seem to be extra alive tonight like something happened. Both of them were discussing their business and he found it strange because they aren’t discussing their illegal business nor how they are going to trick the people once again. Normally, the dining table was heated. 

“How’s JTC, son?” Your grandfather asked him furthermore to create a conversation.

“The stock market decreased by 2% last month and hopefully, we can recover this month.” He answered as he was looking at his grandfather. He was expecting that his grandfather was going to say something that would only turn off his mood but rather, he smiled—which is very unusual. Jungkook is finding it strange already. 

“That’s okay. You always maintain your stocks.” Your father commented. 

Suddenly, Jeon Tae-soo’s phone rang. It looks like he was anticipating it because he answered it quickly. Jungkook usually doesn’t care about any phone call that his family receives but everything seems suspicious especially when his father smirks like he just received some good news. Jungkook looked at his father, anticipating him to say something about the phone call he had. His father and grandfather looked at each other like they understood what just happened. 

“Was it successful?” His grandfather asked and his father laughed so evilly. Even though Tae-soo didn’t speak, his father already knew what was happening. He slowly clapped his hand for his son. 

“I’ve successfully eliminated the threat.” 

Jungkook got a bad feeling about it. He’s suddenly anxious to ask because he’s afraid to know the answer. He was just looking at his two parents that are both celebrating with an unknown reason. His heart was beating so fast that it’s about to come out. It’s been a minute already but they weren’t speaking about it and he was left with no choice but to ask.

“W-what was it?” Both of his parents looked at him with their most evil smile. 

“We don’t have to worry about the propaganda that’s spreading about us, son. No one can ever ruin our family.” Your father speaks.

“W-who did you kill?” Jungkook was like a ticking bomb that was waiting to explode. 

“Y/L/N Ye-jin, son.” His father chuckled. “Each and everyone of them.”

And before Jungkook knew, he was above his father pulling his collar. He suddenly became someone he never knew he’d become. 

In a blink of an eye, he was a totally different person. His eyes were scaring his father while his strength was killing him as well. 

“What the fuck did you do?!” He screams at his father as he pulls his collar and it only angers him more when his father doesn't respond.

“Answer me!”

“Where are they?!” His fingers curl around her father’s neck leaving him without air.

He cannot be controlled even by himself. He suddenly became a monster that appeared before them. And by now, he can kill his own father if he wanted to.

“E-eighty-one… S-street…”

Once his father finally spoke, he immediately pushed him back in his seat and he stormed out of the mansion. 

Jungkook is already panicking. He can’t think straight and the only thing that he’s thinking is you. He was driving like he’s running for his life. He’s really running for his life but death is chasing after him. He’s acting like he owns the street while in fact, one mistake and he can die on the highway. There were a lot of vehicles in front of him but he wasn’t even thinking as he took over them. His heart is pounding so loud and he starts to tear up when he is almost close to his destination. 

It looks like he saw Satan in front of him when he saw a SUV crashed into a 10-wheeler truck. He was so scared that his whole body was shaking as he got out of his car and ran towards the accident. There is no police or an investigator in the area but there are few people who’s there as they watch the scene. Jungkook is horrified when he sees that the front part of the car you’re in is crushed and it couldn’t even be recognized. 

“Y/N!” Jungkook screams your name as he is looking inside the car. He can’t see you and fear grows more in him. He tried to open the door and when he saw you covered in your own blood, he broke down. 

Everything suddenly turns to blur. Everyone is loud but he can only hear muffled noises. There were people pulling him away from the scene but he was too strong as he resisted. He was screaming so loud as he pulled you out of the car. Your eyes are closed and he almost cannot recognize you as you were covered in blood.

—

Jungkook is alive but dead inside. He suddenly forgot what emotion is as he was in a blank state. He also forgot to speak, eat and sleep for days after the accident happened. He was like a robot that’s going around the house just to look after you. 

When the doctor leaves your room, he decides to enter. He slowly opens the door as from where he stands, he sees you surrounded by a lot of machines.

He touched your cheek with the use of his back hand as he stared at your sleeping face. He would be thinking that you are only sleeping peacefully but you have a nasal catheter on your nose and there are a lot of tubes on your body that are connected to a machine beside you. You look so tired already but you have to hold on. It’s been exactly 6 days since the accident happened. Jungkook saved you but he doesn’t have the chance to save your family. He was too focused on you that he already forgot your loved ones. 

Of course, his father was furious after his son disrespect him like that. After that scene, Jungkook hasn't seen his own father. He might be hiding from his father because of what he did but the main reason why he hasn't seen his father in awhile is Tae-soo doesn’t know that the daughter of the person that he killed is with his own son. Jungkook wouldn’t allow him to know that he has you. He wouldn’t allow his father to kill you twice. 

When your body went missing from the incident, Jeon Tae-soo got the feeling that you’re with his son. Jungkook doesn’t have an interaction with you but after what his son did to him, he’s positive Jungkook is hiding you. 

Jeon Tae-soo is hunting you down and Jungkook knows it. He’s also aware that his father has known about him hiding you. He was filled with anger towards his family that he couldn’t care anymore about what they would say to him. 

However, it doesn’t work like that. He may be powerful but no one can beat his father. As much as he doesn’t care anymore, he must do something about it and he did.

Jungkook isn’t like his father and grandfather but when you’re getting involved, he will do anything to protect you and if he needs to fabricate your death, then he will. Just to make it appear that you’re dead along with your family. 

“Wake up already.” Jungkook speaks as he holds your arm and kisses it gently. He places your palm on his cheek as he stares at you waiting for you to wake up. 

As the day passed by, Jungkook was slowly losing it as you were still in the same state. Everyday, he’s hoping that you’ll finally open your eyes but the longer that you’re lying in that hospital bed, the hopeless he becomes. You’re already leaving him even though you haven’t been with him. 

He wanted to kill his father for doing this to you and he loathed him even more whenever he sees you suffering in that hospital bed while fighting for your life.

He wouldn’t do anything yet but when the time comes that you stop breathing, the first thing he’ll do is shoot his father without any hesitation.

Your mother and your sister Minji didn’t make it alive while your father is in a coma. The reason why Jeon Tae-soo forgot what his son did to him is because he’s celebrating your mother's death. He finally found peace and freedom from your mother because he may hate to admit it but your mother is the biggest threat to him. Your mother is the only one who’s brave enough to fight him but now she’s gone, he can have full control.

“Doctor Lee, when is she going to wake up?” Jungkook once asked the doctor that’s been taking care of you. Doctor Lee is one of the great doctors of JTC foundation and as much as Jungkook wants you to have the best doctor of the country, he cannot do it because his father might find out about what he’s doing. 

“She will wake up but we don’t know when. However, once she finally wakes up, expect that everything wouldn’t be easy for you, especially for her.” 

Jungkook is now in his weakest point of his life. He never felt this before but not until now. He wasn’t a religious person but now, he was almost praying for all the gods and saints just for you to wake up. 

He never cries. Not even when her mother died 10 years ago due to her breast cancer. He’s strong and that's how his family raised him. But just merely watching you in that hospital bed is killing him already. He never knew that he could ever feel this way. 

When he went to the company to appoint Hoseok to take over his position for the meantime as he’s the COO after all, he didn’t expect to see his father appear in his office. He’s sitting at the couch near the office table while he’s reading a book when Jungkook enters.

Seeing his father only reminds him of what he did to you and now, he’s ranging as he clenched his jaw. He tried to control himself by choking his father for the second time.

Jungkook met the eyes of Tae-soo as he stood up from his seat to walk towards him while he closed the door trying not to slam it.

“How’s my greatest son doing? I haven’t seen you in a while.” Tae-soo smirks sarcastically and Jungkook is holding himself not to punch his father in the face. He looked away and walked towards his table.

“Oh. Now you’re ignoring me. How great.” Tae-soo added as he claps his hand. He walks towards Jungkook and before he even places his palms on Jungkook's shoulder, he immediately throws it away. As quickly Jungkook threw the hands of his father, it’s also how quick the palm of his father landed on his face.

“You bastard! Since when did you ever learn to disrespect me?! You haven’t paid on what you did last time and now, you did it again, you insolent man!” Tae-soo’s voice roared in the office. He was about to slap his son once again but Jungkook caught his father’s arm.

“Since you decided to kill my girlfriend!” Jungkook screams back.

Tae-soo was taken aback by what his son just said. He wasn’t expecting that from him. 

They both stare at each other—Jungkook fuming mad and Tae-soo stunned to speak. After a few moments, Jungkook threw the hands of his father.

“Yes, father! Y/F/N is my girlfriend but you killed her!”

“Are you kidding—

“And now you think I’m joking around?!”

“Then why the hell would you date a daughter of our rival in the first place?! What?! Do you think that I’ll regret that I killed her and her family knowing that my only son had dated the daughter of the person I hated the most?! Never in my entire life!”

The argument between Jungkook and his father didn’t end well. He wasn’t ready to face his father in the first place and he didn’t plan on what to say but his reasons were valid and honestly, that’s the only logical reason to say if he doesn’t want his father to think that his son is betraying him behind his back. 

Now that he’s free from his responsibility as the CEO of JTC and he has already faced his father even if it didn’t turn out well, he can already focus on you. You can already have his full attention but unfortunately, you’re still at your bed, fighting for your life. The doctor said that you will wake up but he couldn’t understand what takes you so long to open your eyes. 

He’s always with you. When the sun rises, When the doctor will check you up, during the afternoon until the sun sets and the moon appears. He’s always with you waiting for you to wake up and open our eyes.

It’s been weeks and you haven’t responded to anything and he’s always beside you crying his eyes out because he’s afraid that you wouldn't make it. 

And just when he’s about to become hopeless, a miracle happens. 

It’s been almost three weeks and you’re still lying on the bed. It’s midnight already and Jungkook is in his usual spot. He was talking to you about how his day went when suddenly, your fingers were moving. He immediately stood up as his chest heaved. He observes you for a moment until he sees your fingers moved once again. Jungkook immediately jumped from where he stands to the location of his phone and he immediately called your doctor’s number.

His throat runs dry when Doctor Lee isn’t answering his phone. His heart thudded in his chest as he called once again. He looks at the clock that says it past 12 midnight and he starts to shake. Doctor Lee isn’t picking up and he doesn’t know what to do anymore.

He’s about to leave the room to call your nurses but before he does, he sees your eyes slowly open.

It’s past 2 in the morning when Doctor Lee arrives at the rest house. Jungkook is panicking because he doesn’t know what to do and you’re not even moving ever since you’ve woken up. The doctor instructs him to leave the room for the meantime while they are testing you. He almost pee on his pants and his chest is pounding so hard. He’s been walking back and forth in front of your door and when the doctor finally opens it, Jungkook immediately holds both of his arms.

“How’s Y/N?” Jungkook asked and his voice was shaking.

“Y/N is finally awake and we’ll be running for some test in the next 24hrs. In the meantime, she’s under observation. You can now check up on her.” As Jungkook heard him, he immediately walked inside your room. You slowly looked at him as he entered and Jungkook suddenly burst out crying. 

He caresses your face and kisses your forehead as he speaks to you. He was crying so loud that the nurse asked him to calm down because it might affect you. 

“You’re alive, sweetheart.” Jungkook said in his sweet and soft voice as he touched your cheeks. 

It’s been already a moment since you’ve seen him but you haven’t said anything and your eyes stay blank. Jungkook suddenly became anxious as he looked at you. He turned his head to doctor Lee to ask about your state.

“Y/N, can you speak?” The doctor asked you.

“Yes.” You answered almost whispering as you slowly nodded your head. 

“When was the last thing you remember?” You didn’t answer right away as you looked at the ceiling thinking of the answer.

“I-I don’t know.” Jungkook grew nervous as you answered.

“Do you remember what happened to you?” You shook your head. The doctor paused as he looked at Jungkook. 

“Do you know him?” The doctor pointed at Jungkook and when you shook your head once more, his heart dropped.

The doctor went to you to run some tests with the help of the other nurses while Jungkook stayed in his position as he watched you. 

He’s been in the same position for a few minutes already and when he finally realized what just happened, he mumbles in himself.

“She couldn’t remember me.”

“It’s not yet confirmed and we still have to take Y/N for a CT scan but she might be experiencing a traumatic brain injury that’s why she’s suffering from memory loss. She may also experience headache, speech problems, and vomiting for the next few hours. But one thing for sure, she might have a hard time remembering everything once it’s confirmed that she has been diagnosed with TBI.” 

—

It’s been hard for Jungkook but harder for you. When the result of your CT scan came, it appears that you’ve been diagnosed with moderate TBI. You’ve undergone rehabilitation immediately when they found out your injury. They also found out that you’re suffering from mild catatonic depression due to the trauma that you’ve experienced in the accident. It wasn’t easy for you because there are times that your memories are coming back and it triggers you that causes your rage. It’s been a week since you woke up and unfortunately, you’re not improving.

Jungkook is aware that it will take you a long time before you recover but he can’t take it seeing you in your state. You weren’t talking and most of the time, you’re spacing out. However, he always talks to you because it will help you to recover faster. Although, he cannot talk about a memory about the incident or a memory that will trigger you.

“Y/N, here’s your breakfast.” Jungkook said in his sweetest voice while putting down the food on the table beside your bed and you lift up from lying down.

Jungkook can’t help but to smile. There is nothing to smile about but it makes him happy serving you breakfast in bed. He never imagined himself doing this like a sweet and thoughtful husband just like in the movies and he can’t believe that it’s happening. He touched your face down to your chin before he kissed your forehead. 

If only you knew, you’d probably kill me. 

The only advantage that he could get in your situation right now is that he could treat you like a princess without you protesting. He doesn’t like you suffering but he would be lying if he said that he’s not enjoying that you’re being compliant to him. 

He’s helping you to eat even though you can do that and the doctor advises that you should learn to eat by yourself. He loves it when he’s feeding you. 

“Do you like it? I cooked them for you.” He gave you a genuine smile but the only thing that you could do was stare at him. You weren’t responding when he talked to you. As a matter of fact, you weren’t responding to anyone. But sometimes, you use your body gesture to communicate. 

“I know that I’ve already shown and told you how much I love you a hundred times but I will never get tired of repeating it every single day.” He gave you another bite and you opened your mouth to eat it. 

It looks like he’s only talking to himself since you weren’t even responding and sometimes, you don't even look at him. 

But that’s okay because he’s not complaining. He will never complain when it comes to you.

“I hope you’ll still be like this when you recover.”

He admits that he doesn't know what he’s going to do when you finally recover. Of course you would remember everything that happens and you would definitely kill him. Afterall, it’s his family’s fault why you are in this condition right now. He hates to admit it but sometimes, he wishes that you would never change. Never recovers. 

It's wrong to think that way but if that’s the only thing that will make you stay, then he’ll gladly become the bad guy.

Your life was still the same after weeks. You’re having your therapy everyday while Jungkook takes care of you whenever he has time which is almost always. He’s going home to you after work and he’s with you during his rest day. Both of your lives changed in a snap. Jungkook didn’t want this to happen but somehow, he’s enjoying it when he goes home for you. 

Everything is in place and in favor of Jungkook until he encounters another problem. 

Problem will never leave Jungkook alone. 

He found out that your father survived and finally awakened from the coma. Jungkook never thought that he would survive because he’s almost dead. Of course, his family found out and they weren’t happy about it. No one knows that he could survive. But then he realized that if you survive, why can’t he?

The public doesn’t have an idea that your family was killed by the Jeons. Everyone believes that your family died because of an unintentional car accident. The Jeons plan it perfectly that even your father wouldn’t know that they were killed. 

Even though your father believes that all of his family are dead, Jungkook was still bothered. He knows that he should bring you back from your father because he’s the only family left from you but the problem is, he doesn’t have the plan to do it. He wants to keep you with him and let everyone believe that you’re dead. He didn’t make it this far just for him to bring you back. He knows that when his father knows that you are alive, they will kill you once again. 

You were already sleeping when Jungkook entered your room. There you are, sleeping peacefully like everything is fine. Jungkook walked silently towards your bed to prevent you from waking up. He slowly sits beside you and touches your hands that are placed on your stomach. 

“I know, I’m a bad person. But I became bad for you.” Jungkook’s new favorite thing to do is to talk to you even though you’re not responding. He’s already satisfied with it and he wouldn’t ask for more. He knows that sometimes, he looks crazy but talking to you brings him happiness. With or without your responses. 

After a few days of preparation, Jungkook finally departed as he flew from Seoul to Jeju island with you. It’s a big decision but he wasn’t complacent that you’re in the city just an hour away from your father and it won't be hard for them to find out that you're still alive. He wouldn’t want that to happen. Even though it’s hard for Jungkook to leave, he’s willing to do it just to make sure that you’re safe and away from them.

Jeju island is different from Seoul but he finds peace knowing that you’re far away from the people that can take you away from him. You don’t have an idea of what’s happening but the important thing is you’re safe. Your therapy is still ongoing and there are improvements since you’ve started to respond using your mouth. It wasn’t complete but you could respond with simple words and it's a big improvement for you. You don’t know how you made Jungkook happy. 

“Do you know how we met?” Jungkook is sitting beside you on the bed while his arms are around your waist and your head is resting on his shoulder. You only nod and Jungkook laughs.

The room of the two of you is huge and the three sides of the room were fully glass and the glowing yellow-white moon is visible from the view. 

“Use your words, sweetheart.” Jungkook added.

“Y-yes, Kook.” 

Jungkook told you to call him ‘Kook’ for it to be easy for you since you were still struggling on speaking. 

“We’re at the party when we met. It was the best day of my life and the memories we created during the night will forever remain.” He responded as he played with your fingers.

Suddenly, a blurred memory started to fill your head. You’ve seen yourself in a big crowd, loud noise and dancing light. You started to have a headache but you didn’t make it obvious so you won’t worry him. You tighten your hug on Jungkook’s arm to ease the ache. But he noticed your discomfort.

“Hey, what happened?” Jungkook immediately attended to you but you only shook your head to make him calm. 

“No, tell me what happened?” It’s obvious that he isn’t pleased. He caresses your right cheek.

“H-headache.” You answer briefly because the pain is starting to get worse. Cold sweats were running in Jungkook’s head as he immediately stood up to call the nurse while you’re left on the bed trying to endure the pain. 

The nurses immediately attend to you and they ask you questions that will help them to determine what’s happening. They even check up on you to identify the reason why your head suddenly aches. 

“It seems like she’s started to regain  memories. It wasn’t concrete but it’s a good sign that she’s finally recovering. But for now, we’re going to give her medicine for her headache.” Jungkook’s heart drummed after hearing that from the nurse. He doesn’t know if it's good news or bad news for him. 

Part of your therapy was to be out for a walk to catch some fresh air and Jungkook gladly walked with you. He was confident that no one would identify who you are because he made sure of that before he brought you here. He started to love the setup of the both of you and he became content with what life he has with you. It's like he started his new life with you. A better life with you. He’s never been this happy and he’s planning to keep it this way. 

“Do you want to go for a dip?” Jungkook asked while you were looking at the blue and magnificent ocean in front of you. The waves were crawling gently to the shore and you walked towards to feel the waves of the ocean on your feet. You looked at him before you smiled and nodded your head. Jungkook took your hand and guided you until you felt the cold sea water reaching your knees. You went farther until your dress is soaked in water. 

After the incident, it’s the first time that Jungkook saw you laughing. He loves watching you playing with the water as he let you splash him with the water on his face. You also tried to dive but Jungkook forbade you but you were too excited.

Jungkook couldn’t stop watching you having fun. He felt like his heart was full just by looking at your happy face. It’s when he realized how he loves you so much that he could never let you go. 

—

Jungkook is now sleeping with you every night. He learned that you can sleep peacefully beside him. Of course, Jungkook is in favor of it and in fact, he loves it so much. He wishes to sleep with you again after Hoseok’s birthday and he never knew that it could happen again. He felt like he’s in heaven while hugging you in his sleep. 

Jungkook is suddenly awakened when he hears you mumbling in your sleep. He tried to wake you up but you weren’t waking. An anxiety of fear filled him as you started whimpering. 

“Y/N, wake up! What’s happening?!” Jungkook is already panicking while shaking you. 

“H-help…” You speak in your sleep. Jungkook felt his heart leaving his chest when you started to scream. He was hugging you as he screamed for the help of the nurses. You were starting to cry from your sleep and his body started to shake from panicking. 

Your cries are getting worse and Jungkook doesn’t know what to do anymore so he went out to call the nurse. He also starts to tear up when he hears you scream louder. He went back to the room right away when the nurses finally heard him. His heart was pounding so loud as he hugged you again. When the nurses injected a syringe on your right arm, you started to calm down. 

“H-help… us.” It was your last words before you lost your consciousness. 

Minutes have passed and Jungkook hasn’t made any movements. His heartbeat was still fast and he was staring at you. It hasn’t sunk in on him of what just happened. He was still in a state of shock. 

“She was dreaming from what happened during the accident, I believe. She may be dreaming of asking for help when the accident happened and it triggers her now.” The nurse explained. 

“Expect that this will happen as it’s a part of her gaining her memories back.” She added. “It’s going to be difficult for her but she’s almost there, Mr. Jeon. She’s finally recovering.” Jungkook felt like cold water was splashed on his body that he couldn't even move. 

The nurses start to check up on you while Jungkook is still in his position—standing in front of the bed where you are lying. A nurse made a call to a doctor while looking at you. She was like reporting to the doctor what just happened and Jungkook couldn’t even understand what they were talking about. He cannot even understand himself right now. He was in his position until the nurses left the room. He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes. He slowly walks towards you while you're asleep as he caresses your hair. 

He brushed his fingers through the strands of your hair as you slept peacefully like nothing happened a while ago he stared at you for a long time before he mumbled something.

‘You still can’t remember the truth, Y/N. Not right now.’ 

He doesn’t have a plan for this, he admitted. He never thought of the things that might happen if you start to remember things. His inner voice once asked him about it but he ignored it and savored the moments that he’s with you. He was in euphoria for the past weeks that he left Seoul with you. He never thought of any negative things that might happen or even a thought that would hinder his euphoric stage. He was so occupied that he never realized that reality was coming to get him. 

He suddenly imagines the possible scenarios that can happen when you already remember everything. You’re going to loathe him and you will never give a 2nd thought of leaving him. His family would know that you’re still alive and they would kill you once again without a doubt. If that happens, he might not be able to save you for the second time. 

By just imagining it, it already felt like it’s really going to happen. It shakes him to the core. He might have the power but he’s not powerful enough to protect you from his own family. Besides that, he also can’t imagine himself without you anymore. You’re already part of his daily life. You made him complete and he cannot allow the big part of himself to be taken away. 

The next day came and your doctor visited you for a checkup. From what happened last night, the doctors should immediately run a test on you. You were different today from the past days. You were extra quiet and you always looked from afar. Even Jungkook noticed your actions and he’s starting to get anxious. 

“Her actions and emotions might be different from the other days but it’s normal for her condition, Mr. Jeon. As long as she’s taking her medicine, she will be fine.” The doctor removed the stethoscope from you after she tested you. You were sitting on the couch as you were watching the television and not minding the conversation between your doctor and Jungkook. The reality of you is you were always in deep thoughts. You’re aware of what is happening and you know for yourself that you’re not okay, especially from what happened last night. You’re aware that you’re getting better with the help of the doctors but you don’t understand what’s happening to you right now. You suddenly feel like you’re back to zero. 

You might feel that you’re not getting better but you are. While you’re not aware of it, Jungkook on the other hand, doesn’t know what to do. He knows that he should be happy that you’re starting to improve yet he’s anxious of what might happen. There are a lot of possible things that can happen anytime. You might trigger your memories today or tomorrow. Or worse, you might remember things anytime soon. He might have control in your external surroundings but he doesn’t have control over you. 

Jungkook decided to call your therapist to cancel your session today. You have your every week session and he was perfectly fine with that until he didn't. There are a lot of things that’s going around his head and he cannot afford to have another one. He knows that he’s already crossing the line when he did that but he isn’t ready for the possible things that can happen during your session. As much as possible, he would prevent you from leaving your room while you’re having your session and you will suddenly lashed out on him that you’re not supposed to be here because he’s a monster and you would want to go back home. 

Just thinking it makes him anxious. 

This is already your home.

“Y/N baby, I love you so much and that if you decide to leave me, I’d be better off dead.” Jungkook spoke in his soft voice. He touches your chin while your eyes are on the TV screen. You weren’t paying attention but he didn't mind. 

As long as you’re by his side. 

As when he thought that you weren’t paying attention, you looked at him before you spoke. “Why?” You asked confused. 

“Because you became my everything. Nothing will be left with me.” He smiled but you became confused. He’s smiling yet he looks so sad. He was supposed to look happy when he was smiling. You don’t understand. 

Jungkook gets taken aback when you caress his cheeks. He didn’t anticipate the action you made. “You’re smiling. But why do you look so sad?” You asked as you looked at him directly in his eyes. Jungkook felt goosebumps all over his body and his heart rate increased rapidly. 

“You don’t like me being sad, don’t you?” He asked and when you slowly nod, he can no longer control himself when he decides to close the little space between the two of you. It was the moment he realized that he can’t really live without you and he will do everything in his power to make you stay even if it means you will never recover. 

Just for you not to leave him. 

—

“Ms. Y/N, would you like some snacks?” A maid asks you while you're laying at the comfort of your bed watching TV. You looked at her before you smiled and nodded. 

You don’t exactly remember when you and Jungkook moved from Seoul to Jeju but you’ve guessed that it’s already been months. It can be 3 or 4 months; you’re not sure anymore. You’ve lost your track. You’ve also lost your track since you’re done with drinking your medicine. Jungkook has mentioned that you’re getting better and you don’t have to drink your medicine because it might overdose you. You believed him because that’s also what your doctor has mentioned. You have a new doctor and therapist and you don’t exactly know why it has been changed. You felt like your former professionals that handled you are better than the new ones. But of course, you didn’t say it to Jungkook because you know that his decisions are always the best. He knows what's right and wrong and he also knows what’s good for you and what’s not. You just have to always listen to what he says because you know that he knows everything. Sometimes, you feel that there is something wrong but he always assures you that you’re fine and you believe because you trust him. But then, who can you trust other than him? 

No one but him.

You don’t know if you’re really getting better because you still don’t remember anything from your past. But how would you know if you have already remembered something? You don’t really know and you only rely on your new doctors. They’ve said that you might mix up with your past from the present and that’s why you are getting confused. They’ve also said that it’s natural that you feel that way. But deep inside you, it doesn’t feel right. But then, you still give your trust. 

You’ve always asked Jungkook about your past and how it looks. He said that it wasn’t anything different from right now because your past is also with him. You tried to remember. You really do but not any memories with him appeared in your memory. You don’t understand.

“After Mr. Y//L/N Min-Ho left the hospital, he was always in the grave of her family. There are journalists that are still trying to get a word from him but he still refuses to say anything.” 

You were lost in your thoughts as the TV caught your attention. It was the news of a tragic accident in Seoul months ago. You were watching until a figure of a man appeared on the screen. It was a clip of a man standing in a three gravestone. You don’t know why but your heart beat increased. You were focused on the screen and you were waiting for the man’s face to appear on the screen. And when you saw his face, your heart suddenly ached without knowing the reason. 

You felt the familiarity of the man but you don’t remember him. You feel like you’ve known him in your past but as you were forcing yourself to remember, you only have a headache. You’re trying to hold the pain and the next thing you know, the news flash is done. You suddenly panicked and you tried to turn it back with the use of the remote control but it only changed the channel which confuses you. You were used to playing back the video but right now, you can’t.

You jumped out of your bed when the maid that was here a while ago entered your room. You gave her the remote in hopes that she can figure out how to play it back.

“I was watching something and then I can’t turn it back.” You were talking too fast even yourself cannot compose on what to say for the maid to understand you.

“Ms. Y/N, it can’t play back because it’s not a movie from netflix. You’re watching a local channel.” You shook your head as you held your temple. You can’t believe it. 

“What am I going to do?” You asked yourself while walking back and forth.

“What did you just watch, Ms. Y/N? Maybe we can try to search on the internet.” The maid asked and you suddenly looked alive.

“A man standing in front of a gravestone!” The maid looked confused.

“Can you elaborate it more?” 

“Uhh… Uhmm… He’s just standing there.” And now, the maid raised her eyebrow as she frowned— looking more confused.

“Is it a TV commercial? A series? A movie? TV news?”

“TV news!” You answered immediately.

“Well, we can search for the latest news about a man standing in a gravestone.” The maid responded. “I will inform Mr. Jeon about–

“No!”

You don’t understand why you said that but it is what came out from your mouth. 

“I will be the one to ask him.” You answer in a low voice.

“Okay, Ms. Here’s your snack by the way. I will just put it down at your table.” She walks through your table before she puts down the tray of sandwiches with fresh fruit juice. But before she left the room, you spoke.

“You don’t have to mention this to Jungkook. I will be the one to personally ask him.” You smile when she nods and leaves the room.

As much as you wanted to deny that something is wrong, there is really something wrong. You just really have to accept it. You have to hide it from now until you finally figure it out. 

Days passed and you didn’t mention anything to Jungkook regarding what you saw on the TV news. You do want to mention it to him but you also want to figure it out by yourself. You know that you’re making it hard for you but you’ve realized that you should learn to figure things out by yourself and maybe, it will help to gain your lost memory back. 

You’ve been waiting on the TV screen for the same news that you saw last time but it didn’t happen. You’re getting frustrated and you just really want to see it once again. You really want to ask for help from Jungkook but it feels like your whole system is stopping you. You weren’t allowed to use a smartphone so you ask again for help from the maid but even her cannot find it. When you were about to give up, the man in the news appeared once again. This time, you saw it from Jungkook’s tablet. He was watching from the couch in the living area and you immediately snatched the tablet from him. 

“It was him!”

“Y/N, what the hell?!” Jungkook immediately stood up and snatched the tablet back. He was frowning, having an intense emotion. He was shocked by your actions and he wasn’t expecting that you’re behind him.

“Jungkook, that’s him! I’ve been waiting to see him in the news once again!” You spoke and he was stunned. “I’ve seen him before on TV and I knew to myself that he’s from the past because I can feel it. Jungkook, tell me who he is.” Both of your palms are stuck together and you looked at him with your pleading eyes. You were practically begging him.

“How did you turn the local news on?” He asked like he was figuring something out.

“I don’t know. It just appeared on the bedroom TV.” You respond. “Jungkook, I need to know who he is. I’ve been waiting to see him again!” Jungkook was too stunned to speak. You can’t identify his emotions because his eyes were blank. It’s been a moment before he finally speaks.

“He used to be your college professor. You were very close to him.” He said.

“Can I meet him? I wanted to know–

“Y/N, you still can’t meet anyone. It might trigger a new episode.”

“I don’t think so. I’ve seen him already and it didn’t–

“Y/N! Enough already!”

You were taken aback with his loud roaring voice. 

It felt like he wasn’t the person you used to know. You never heard him shout specially to you and you suddenly feel a bit of fear.

“When I told you that you can’t, you can’t! Do you understand me?!” Your body suddenly shakes from fear. He was fuming mad and his voice sounded like lightning from above. 

It didn’t last long until he realized what he just did. 

“Baby, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to shout at you.” He immediately runs to you and hugs you. He faced you again and the lion in him that you just witnessed suddenly disappeared.

“I was just worried that it would trigger you. You know that I’m just worried right?” He brushed his fingers through your hair as he hugged you. “I’m so sorry, baby.” His voice is getting softer. “Y/N, please say something. I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean it.” He sounded like he’s begging already.

You’re still shaking and you’re still in the state of shock from his screams. You can’t make a move as you try to calm your heart.

And suddenly, you’re afraid of him.

When you got the courage to speak, you closed your eyes and hugged him back. “It’s okay. I understand.” You spoke.

You almost got him there and he would never let that happen again. This would be the last time that you will mention your forgotten father and he’s going to make sure of that.

[sun-stricken]

Avatar knew nothing about devil slayers so Gray decides to do more research on his own (his previous research was stopped because of the mission)(AU Julia didn’t follow him and make them share a house). When ft gets back together he decides to ask Levy if the council had any information, but gets nothing. He asks Freed and even goes to saber to ask Rufus. Nothing.

On one of their missions together, Rogue asks how Gray is doing, because Rufus had mentioned he had visited. This prompts Gardel to remember Levy asking him if he remembers the council having any information about devil slayers. Laxus remembers a comment from Freed about his frustration towards lack of information about rarer types of magic. Together (mainly Wendy and Rogue) they put together that maybe Gray isn’t as sure about his magic as he seems.

No one’s heard of it + received from his reanimated father + had for only a year + not his original magic + played it up in a dark guild + absorbed a curse = lost and confused fledgling devil slayer. But just to be sure, they have a period of ‘Gray watch’ to try and confirm their suspicions. Gray watch= subtle (or unsubtle depending on the slayer) watching and questions. Gray’s probably confused, but it’s fairy tail so he’s not too concerned (plus the dragons have done weird things before).

Bonus: Gray being jealous of the slayers all having each other and hanging out, but with their weird behaviour starts to believe he’s dodged a bullet.

Thoughts? Would love to hear your ideas

firstly, anon, thank you for giving me an excuse to talk abt Gray + Dragon slayers again, second, im gonna take this and run

i love the idea of the dragons being protective/taking Gray under their wing so to speak, and i love the idea of them scrambling to try and help him in some way even more

Rogue, even though he technically set off everything, actually didnt know much other than what he observed himself, when Rufus told him Gray stopped by but didnt stay to chat with him or Sting (or Frosch!) he tried to ‘subtly’ interrogate Rufus

Rufus figured out what he was doing and shut him down, saying to ask Gray himself and that it wasnt his business to tell

Although, Rogue also saw Rufus carrying a book on different slayer magic types so he hazarded a couple guesses

When he does set it all off its like their collective braincell goes into overdrive

they dont all figure it put right away, its post mission that they discuss what they know

‘Gray Watch’ as you so beautifully put it, is their clumsy attempt at sussing out info and to help him

Gray noticed something was up fairly quick because, while they were trying, subtly isnt exactly their forte

he first noticed because Natsu was actively trying to get closer and the conversations he started didnt end up in fights

At first when all the questions started he just thought they were curious because he was another slayer, and when most of their questions ended in his lack of answers he thoight they would just stop and go back to normal but they didnt

They just kept coming, if they were asking questions they were giving advice, or even complimenting his new magic and how fast he figured it out

While the Dragons think hes totally lost and confused, he isnt really, Grays used to having to adapt quickly and at least it was ice devil slayer magic, he gets the big picture and the dynamics of it but he just doesnt know what the hell it is? and why isnt there any information on it?

Gray ends up convinced theyre all infected with some sort of virus, a virus that apparently makes them really social, with.. just him? (hes still working on the theory)

Their advice is kinda a hit or miss, they only know the stuff they found out pertaining to Dragon Slayers, and they assume what works for them will work for him too, sometimes it does but a lot of the time it doesnt

Dragon and Devil slayer magic, while under the same subtype of magic, are very different, but they dont have the resources to know that outright

other tidbits my brain came up with

Dragon slayers specifically have a naturally high metabolism and appetite

they assume thats its the same for Gray, Natsu told Mira to start adding extras to his plate when he eats at the guild, and also started offering the snacks he eats during the day

Gajeel would try to inconspicuously ask Levy abt dif slayer type and she happily did even though she knew exactly what was doing

Sting started to pester Rufus for any info on Devil Slayers constantly, while Rogue actually looked himself, they actually went to magic experts and various libraries around town and on jobs when they took them out of town

got a whole lot of nothing

When someone or Gray said anything about Devil Slayers you could literally hear their brains working in overtime while they listened

they probably took notes or something

Wendy would often ask Gray how he was doing with his new physical and mental changes and give tips on what she does when she got overwhelmed with all the sudden alterations to her person, which really confused him bc he hadnt noticed much actually changing about himself

Anything Laxus figured out himself he would relay to Freed to tell Gray, hes gotta keep up his persona hes got goin on yk?

Slayers in general have heightened senses AND emotions

Dragon Slayers, and slayers in general but its most extreme/prominent in the Dragons, have highly protective tendencies.

Devil Slayers have slight possessive traits and jealousy issues, again, slayers in general have this but its more prominent in Devil Slayers,

that being said, Gray being a slayer now means he wanted to spend more time with the others so he didnt try to stop the uptake in attention they were giving him. But since they had the plan to help him they were also spending a lot of time together, which in turn made him feel jealous and upset as if they were ignoring him

But as time went on and the dragons were getting more desperate for info Gray started believing that they were all crazy or sick

actual pictures of the Dragons trying to solve Gray

sorry its short! i didnt want to keep you waiting any longer🙏

[mah-t-wordblog]

Concerned at how the Hashira Trial went, Giyu goes to the Butterfly Estate to check on the Kamado siblings and finds himself watching over the two of them.

There it is 🫶

After the meeting with the hashiras

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This fanfic is originally in Portuguese, my English is translated using an automatic translator, if there are any big errors you can tell me so I can fix them

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Giyu sighed

‘Why are you like this?’ He thought, referring to the other hashiras

At the hashira meeting he had just attended, all the hashiras decided to get together to discuss what they would do with Tanjiro Kamado, a swordsman who carried a demon.

They didn't know that Giyu had already expected this meeting and had already warned the master, Tanjiro would not be punished

Even so, everyone, especially Shinazugawa, mistreated Tanjiro and Nezuko, leaving the two affected mainly mentally.

Giyu was worried and needed to know how his brothers were doing.

He was entering the Butterfly Mansion, it was around 10 p.m.

He found Aoi sweeping the floor

“Good evening” he bowed

Aoi looked and repeated the bow “Miss Shinobu is busy at the moment…”

“No, I don’t want to talk to Kocho, is Tanjiro here?”

Aoi looked confused “he’s in the room with Agatsuma and Hashibira, it’s at the end of the corridor on the right”

“Thank you” Giyu walked away leaving the girl confused

Upon entering the room he saw that Zenitsu and Inosuke were actually sleeping in their beds, but Tanjiro was not in his bed, how strange

He went back to talk to Aoi

“Tanjiro is not there”

"What? Where is he then?”

"I don't know"

“We need to find him!” Aoi got nervous

“Calm down, Aoi, what’s going on?” The two heard a voice behind them, it was Shinobu

“Tanjiro is not in his bed”

“Oh, Tomioka? And why do you care?” She provoked him

“I want to talk to him”

"About what?"

“Why are you interested?”

“Because you look suspicious”

Giyu rolled his eyes

“Okay, okay” Shinobu said laughing a little “search Nezuko’s room, he goes there when he needs to rest” the woman left

Giyu looked at Aoi, who was still there

“It’s the fifth room on the left”

"Thank you"

The hashira entered the room and found Tanjiro sitting on a bed with a little Nezuko lying on his lap, he was playing with her hair lost in his thoughts.

The boy raised his head and was surprised at who he saw

“Tomioka! What are you doing here?”

“I came to see you”

"See me?"

"Yes how are you?"

"I…"

Giyu noticed that the boy's body was completely bandaged, he was clearly very hurt, as he had just come out of a difficult fight in that forest, and to make matters worse he was tied up and mistreated in the meeting with the hashiras, which is what Igoru had in mind. When did you start hitting Tanjiro like that?

The hashira returned to observing the boy

“He is very injured”

"This here? Ah, it doesn't even hurt anymore” Tanjiro said a little sadly

“I'm sorry for what they did, the way Shinazugawa treated Nezuko even after the master's approval, that man doesn't think straight” Giyu let some of his anger at Sanemi show, but calmed down

“There’s no need to insult Mr. Shinazugawa like that, Nezuko has already fully recovered from her injuries, I just…” he stopped

Giyu realized he was holding back crying.

“I shouldn’t have let him do that to her, I can’t risk losing her”

Getting closer to the boy, the hashira saw that his eyes were swollen and red, he was probably crying for a long time after what happened.

"Are you better?"

“Yes sir, I only came here because I couldn't sleep, Inosuke snores very loudly” Tanjiro didn't smile when he said this, which he would normally do

The hashira knew that that wasn't the only reason why Tanjiro was there, with his sister in his arms, he was afraid of losing her, it happened so close to his eyes that he couldn't let Nezuko sleep alone today

Giyu walked over and sat next to Tanjiro on the bed.

“You don’t need to worry, everything is fine now” he comforted the boy

The boy looked at him and smiled

"Yes sir"

Giyu thought for a moment about the first time he met the Kamado brothers

“We hadn’t seen each other for a long time”

“It’s true, sir.”

“How were these two years for you two?”

Tanjiro thought, then he started talking

He said that he was very well received and taken care of at Mr. Urokodaki's house, Giyu was happy that his master had trained Tanjiro, he also said that his training was very difficult for him but it was worth it

He said that Nezuko slept for over a year and was worried about her not waking up, but everything was resolved when he returned from his final selection and finally saw the girl awake.

He said that on one of his first missions he encountered Muzan and the fear he felt of him

He told how he met Inosuke and Zenitsu in that abandoned oni mansion and how he fought with a former upper moon

Giyu just let him speak, just commenting on some parts

Tanjiro stopped, he looked at Giyu

“Sir, I wanted to tell you…”

"Yes?"

"Thanks"

"For what?" Giyu looked confused

“For taking care of us, I don’t know what would have happened to me and Nezuko if we had found another hashira on that snowy day” Tanjiro was referring to the day his family died “thank you, really, for everything”

The boy bowed in gratitude

Giyu smiled lightly “there’s no need to thank me, I saw that you two aren’t normal, you’re special”

Shinobu appeared at the bedroom door

“Tanjiro, if you want you can sleep with Nezuko, but you’ll have to sleep in the other bed”

Tanjiro watched her with a strange expression, Giyu realized that he was hurt by her, and he was right, it would be difficult for the boy at that moment to be happy with any of the hashiras

With some difficulty Tanjiro placed his sister on the pillow and got up.

Giyu held him by the arm because he saw that he was in a lot of pain.

“Let me help”

Giyu held him on his lap and laid him on the bed, placing the blanket over him and then arranging the blanket over Nezuko as well.

“Thank you very much, sir” Tanjiro smiled

Nezuko was sleeping, but Tanjiro said goodnight to her before closing his eyes to try to fall asleep.

“Looks like you’re not hated that much, Tomioka” Shinobu laughed

Giyu rolled his eyes and felt someone hold his hand.

“I don’t hate you, sir, I like you a lot” Tanjiro said, almost falling asleep

Hashira felt warm inside and gave a small smile, he ran his hand through the boy's hair and let him sleep.

Instead of leaving the room, Giyu brought a chair closer to Tanjiro's bed and sat down.

“Do you… intend to stay there?” Shinobu asked confused.

"Yes"

The hashira approached and sat on top of Nezuko's box that was next to Tomioka's chair.

“Do you know them that well?”

“I know them well enough to know when they are hurt.”

Shinobu laughed “then do whatever you want” she got up and left the room

Giyu spent a long time observing Tanjiro's body, and seeing that he had many more injuries than he had noticed before, even his face was all scratched and cut, Aoi must be nervous about the boy's injuries.

Hashira actually sat there all night, at some point he slept, but sleep wasn't important to him

He wanted to make sure Tanjiro and Nezuko would be okay, and the brothers were okay, they felt safe with Tomioka, and Giyu knew they needed someone to care about them.

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[hikarry]

You know what would be gorgeous?

Reign of Louis XIV of France

Crowley is assigned to mess with the French nobles and cause a little trouble so he infiltrates the French court as Monsieur Crowley, a high ranking noble nobody remembers but everyone knows whom is lowkey besties with Prince Philip (because he likes his style, mainly. Queers must stick together innit) and, by result, easily slythers his way to the King's ear if needed

We are in Versailles

King Louis is putting on a performance like he is known for doing and everyone is watching when a strike of blonde white hair catches Crowley's attention. It's so fast he doesn't have time to process it properly but he excuses himself all the same to try and investigate, yet he finds nothing

Later that week King Louis has one of his parties in the gardens of Versailles. A masquerade party, as he is a big fan of

Crowley is mingling with Prince Phillip, his male lover (forgot his name. Sorry, love. He sucked anyway) and some other nobles when he notices the hair again, somewhere in the middle of the party. The hair is long in a fancy wavy hairdo, they are wearing a long puffy clearly cream noble dress and they appear to be mingling with some of the other noble ladies. The person has they're back turned to him. Besides, he's wearing sunglasses and it's night so it's a bit hard to see but he keeps surreptitiously watching over his wine glass anyway

Some people start to disperss to go to the buffet and his line of sign gets less constricted. That's when the person turns around, their arm interlocked with another lady, and their eyes meet. Even though half her face is covered by a hand fan and the other half by a mask, Crowley would recognize those blue eyes anywhere and he smiles to himself as he watches her walk inside the palace

Logically, Heaven must have sent Aziraphale to twart his plans and by Satan doesn't she look heavenly indeed

When the party officially moves inside and there are already people dancing in the saloon, Crowley sticks to the Prince but he isn't hearing a word of the conversation. Instead he is too busy observing an angel mingling with the other ladies and laughing behind her hand fan like the precious thing she is

Eventually he watches her walk up to the buffet tables by herself and he notices a middle aged man leaving his mingling circle and following her. A man he doesn't particularly like, mind

He observes as they talk, the man slowly invading her personal space, trying to hold her hand, and the angel smiling politely and taking a few steps back

Crowley excuses himself and, before he even hears what Phillip has to say, he slythers behind Aziraphale, who bumps against his chest and startles. Crowley surreptitiously lays a hand on her lower back, helping her regain balance and feels her go tense under his touch

"Monsieur Crowley! Your reputation precedes you! I barely noticed you approaching!" The other man says, giving a slight step back as Crowley feels Aziraphale instantly relax against his touch, somewhat leaning into it

Crowley smiles and takes his hand away

"Monsieur Dubois, I didn't mean to interrupt, but I've been looking for Mademoiselle Fell. We have some business to discuss."

"Ah, yes, of course." The man smiles. "Maybe another chance, mademoiselle?" He gives a slight bow, holding her gloved hand and kissing it before slowly leaving.

Crowley hears Aziraphale taking a deep breath before she turns around, closing her hand fan.

"Fancy dress, angel. Suits you." He smiles, taking a step back to give her some space.

"Thank you, my dear. This is why I don't like to present female. Clearly men don't understand when I say I don't dance. I don't know how you do it."

"I do it because it's fun." He takes a grape from the table and pops it into his mouth. "And I like the dresses. I look really good wearing a corset." Aziraphale rolls her eyes.

"I feel like I can barely breath through mine."

"You get used to it. Beauty hurts, angel. Especially when you are a woman." He looks around. "What are you doing in France anyway? I thought you were still in Florence."

"Gabriel sent me. I'm to inspire some artists and keep an eye on you."

"Aw, you flatter me." Crowley picks up a slice of cake and hands it to Aziraphale. "Cake?"

The angel smiles and gives a little wiggle, taking the plate and the small fork from his hands.

"I haven't tried any sweets yet. Gabriel said I should control myself if I wanted to fit in the dress."

Crowley's hands clench into fists and he takes a second or two to breath.

"Gabriel is a wanker. Dresses were made to fit you, not the other way around." He leans on the table, hiding his hands on his pockets. "Eat as much as you desire, angel. You look stunning."

Aziraphale doesn't answer for a while, just looking at the people dancing.

"Would you like to step out into the balcony, my dear? Some fresh air would probably do us good."

He clears his throat, straightening himself.

"Lead the way."

Do what you will with this. It was supposed just to be a small imagine with fem presenting Aziraphale in a gorgeous gown and Crowley not being able to take his eyes from her but it clearly got out of my hand real quick. Alas, here we are

[selenemoonlite]

hiiii! I can ask for some hdcns for hajun, allen, kanata with an orphan mc fem who also has a younger sister whom she loves very affectionately and teaches (things like sums, reading, etc.) since they can't attend school je, well In summary, how would they react to a tender relationship between sisters~ (since we have seen several brother relationships in the anime, so I was wondering how things would be with a fluffy and sweet relationship between sisters with a lot of hug uvu) I hope I have explained myself well ;u; tell me if something was not understood and I will rephrase it again, tkm <33

┈➤ that's such a cute request! Hopefully, this will suffice for your scenarios, please enjoy!

Allen Sugasano

he notices you with a scratch paper you hold with. Allen was quick to take an interest in

Aware of the circumstances your life has been through he is sure to ask why you have that paper along with you. It didn't shrug the fact you said you want to teach your sister back at home today.

Allen wanted to help and the care and concern he shows he visiting you two at your house

It wasn't pretty much shabby nor abandoned as you mainly took care of everything around. Managing only you and your little sister, which Allen admires that of you

He sees your little sister at the front door directly she greets him before rushing you with a big hug

How cute isn't it? Allen was a bit cautious about wherever places he went, shy enough to bow as he walked inside

You prepared a small table with the scratch paper on your hands and placed it along with a notebook and a pen

"New lesson to teach her?" Allen asked as he watched you

You answered yes to the hip-hop genius with a soft smile showed your face. When your little sister arrives back to see you handling a new topic she has quipped her attention to you as you speak

Something Allen felt was genuinely unconditional that you wanted to help her know the bigger things and the outside world which he had a heartfelt weight on his chest. Chuckling as he also joined the discussion.

Wholesome moment when you put a lot of effort into telling your little sister what's good and bad, and there's nothing to be afraid of risking challenges in it too

You were a standing mother to her, she is more important to you than anyone else which Allen understands as he listens to you.

There are random conversations that relate to your new topic and yet rambles that your sister will find entertaining even in the slightest thought. Allen stares at you without any notice as you are focused on telling more about your sibling.

There are moments Allen grew fonder of your sibling relationship that he caters his time to talk with your little sister too.

He knows how hard it is to live up to the reality you've been facing. As Allen was supposed to leave, he chuckled and smiled at you saying "You know what? I think you'll be a great teacher someday. If I were to help you. I thank you for such a good role model for her."

Hajun Yeon

Such an observer, he would help you out about things with you and your little sister

But you were a persistent older sibling to her no matter what which Hajun respects

Something Hajun finds in someone that he wished to feel for throughout his past life with a rich family. Love wasn't something he saw nor felt within his presence before, until the picture of you and your littlbutister's bond

Hajun can only think and imagine how life was been for you to pursue just for this little lady. He sometimes assists you around when you need him. Education is a treasure that he believes in, despite the difference in his experience between the two of you. He wouldn't miss a chance to help out as well

Funny that sometimes Hajun would slide sarcastic comments about your teachings to your little sister which ends up with him and your sibling picking a tease on you. But who doesn't it? Hajun as his ways to do so

He feels like he is also part of this bond you two had. Even your little sister starts to call him "oppa" when he comes around visiting your place.

He makes sure to bring some books, papers, notebooks, and pens to find. He showers your little sister with gifts he knows she can appreciate.

Of course, you're not missing out. Hajun isn't the type to be verbal, but showing his side of effort and gifts are his ways.

Aside from that, it's a relief you're not the only one helping out to teach your little sibling. Hajun gives the best learnings for her to share as he was given the best education. So he wouldn't be shy about it.

Kanata Yatonokami

As Kanata relates to this kind of situation. He always reminds him and Nayuta in this case. He sees you with your little sister laughing as you discuss lots of things going on. The world outside is mysterious and something to explore.

He simply agrees with a few things you teach her, there are times when Kanata's words are full of direct bluntness which he says they should know as early as possible before they can step up the reality.

In hindsight of this relationship that you and your little sister had he couldn't deny thinking of Nayuta the way you take care of her. Every patience, every moment you worded for her about the things she should be grateful for and that she doesn't need to do for their living survival? Thus, other things you would do to sacrifice in order not to lose someone special, and a family? Kanata felt that.

You're like a mother to her the way Kanata stands up doing odd jobs for a living, a standing parent for their siblings. Finally, another one who can relate to his struggles

When you're out going to buy some new notebooks for your little sister which are mostly used for her random scribbles. Kanata simply talks to the kid randomly while you're away

Your little sister is just being a child of her own, scribbling on her notebook as she presents it to Kanata.

He blinked and laughed noticing this little kid drew him, "You're something huh?"

He never felt like this being close to someone and yet welcomed. Like how he and Nayuta only had each other, he could only hope that Nayuta was here with him. Pretty sure you'll be the only person Kanata understands more by how this situation is meant for you two to talk about.

As you go home by the time, Kanata is just talking to your sister as she still scribbles in her notebook. You noticed Kanata's doodle of him and your sister together playing. There's a note from your little sister that says "big brother" on her paper.

Chuckling aside, you excused Kanata to let your sister behave and they shall start their learning fun. Kanata is willing to stay for long as he sees what bond you two have.

He didn't find it boring when you talked about other things aside from how to write and read. You taught your little sister some basic math you know. Even kidding aside if Kanata knows something which he slyly ignores that you find adorable his reactions are.

Daily he goes to see you and your little sister having quality time together there are no instances that your bond with her reflects where he and Nayuta spend.