#my little kisses only for me.... my heart is cold and I won't survive one more minute without it

[houpss]

Dawg I’m actually begging crying on my knees for you to do a reverse version where like reader dies protecting skz 😭😭😭 ofc obvi no pressure, like only if you’d like to 🙏🏻🩷 you write so well im like obsessed

ububububu.....I'm very pleased to hear this! thanks for the idea, love 🩷🫂

I'm eating strawberries and crying, I literally feel bad about this job 😭😭😭

SKZ's reaction to your death ver. hyung line

maknae line

It pains me to write this work, my heart breaks and I begin to believe in this nonsense... BUT REMEMBER THAT ONLY PERSONALITIES ARE TAKEN FROM THE REAL SKZ, EVERYTHING REST IS FICTION!

Bang Chan

It happened...suddenly.

Chan returned home before you, he wanted to cook you dinner and then turn on a new movie that he recently found.

He knew that you were stuck at work, so he wasn’t too worried.

An hour has passed... you're gone, but you should be back by now. Two hours have passed, Chan is nervous.

He called you, you didn’t pick up, he called you so many times, but you didn’t hear.

At two o'clock in the morning he receives a call on his phone. He jumps out of bed, hoping it's you calling, but it's just an unfamiliar number.

He picks up the phone, he just hopes you're okay.

"Are you Bang Christopher Chan? I'm sorry..Y/N Bang died."

Chan thought it was a joke, a very unfunny joke.

He can only come to consciousness when he sees your body. Road accident, you didn't survive.

He will ask Changbin, Jisung and Hyunjin to come out quite aggressively, because they came with him.

He ran his fingers over your pale face, tears forming in his eyes. Impossible.

He strokes your hair, strokes your hands, stopping at your fingers...he squeezes your hand tightly. Why did you leave him?

Tears fall on your lifeless body, you would be very upset if you saw Chan crying.

They can only drag him out of your room in the morning, he didn’t want to let go of your body until the end, it was like he was possessed.

"No, don't take me...I have to stay with her! I don't want to be taken away from her"

"she’s probably so cold and scared... she’s alone there, she’s already lifeless.”

He blamed himself, he could have taken you away from work, but why didn’t you ask?

The exit from the hospital is filled with reporters and paparazzi, the shocking news shocked many: “Model and Actress, Bang Chan’s wife Y/N Bang died in a car accident.”

Thanks to the members, they protected Chan from reporters and endless paparazzi. Chan did not walk behind as usual, but in the middle, and a ring was created around the participant.

Chan doesn’t remember anything, he just cried, he cries so much and loudly.

The members refused to leave him, although he asked so. They went to the dorm.

A day has passed... two days have passed... a week has passed. Funeral.

He remembers everything very vaguely, he was the last one to kiss your forehead before the coffin lid was closed.

Now he is completely alone.

He eats very little and hardly leaves the room. Minho literally force feeds him.

Your photos are open on his phone, you are on his wallpaper.

He doesn’t want to live without you, he wants you so much.

His tears never dry, he cries constantly. There are no emotions inside him, he is dead.

He looked through your correspondence... his heart ached madly.

He just loves you so much, he loves only you.

He apologized profusely to your family, it was his fault.

In the end he won't cope and he will leave for you. Chan was found hanged in his room. There was a note on the table with the words: “I can’t live without her, I’m nothing without her... forgive me.”

Lee Minho

People come and go. The simple meaning of life

But you couldn't leave him...not you

If you loved, then you would not have left...WHY DID YOU LEAVE HIM?

Overdose of antidepressants.

He found you in your apartment, you were lying on the bed, wrapped in a blanket... you seemed to be sleeping, but your heart was not beating.

What if he had found you earlier?

He would have stopped you.

He found a letter next to you... your last will and love for him

"𝐈'𝐦 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐤...𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰"

"𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐇𝐨"

"𝐈'𝐦 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞."

IT'S NOT EASIER WITHOUT YOU

He has been crying for several days in a row. Even the members can't pull it out.

He became so aggressive and closed.

His heart rotted and broke without you

He falls asleep with your sweatshirt on, with your perfume on it.

The company releases a statement that Minho is taking an indefinite hiatus from activities.

He wants to close his eyes, open his eyes and have you next to him.

He went through many treatments with you and visited many psychiatrists.

You smiled at him so much, so what happened?

Minho cried for the first time in front of the members, everyone was broken with your death.

After your death, he smoked for the first time.

The cigarette smoke calmed him down at least a little. And in your dreams you came to him, you talked to him a lot.

He became very closed off to himself, even Jisung couldn’t get him to talk.

Everything and everywhere reminded him of you

Your bottle of perfume...your drawings, your rings, your elastic bands, your sweaters

You would curse if you saw him like this.

Only a month later, after your funeral, he dared to pick up your phone.

To mom, dad and sister: “I’m sorry that I’m so weak.. I would like a better life for you, I wanted to live better and happier. I’m a bad daughter.”

To SKZ:"Sorry...be strong, you are world stars and become even more popular..."

To Minho:"I repent of you, I hate myself for what I did. I have about ten minutes left...And in these ten minutes I will continue to love you, Lee Minho. Maybe we will meet in the next life?"

The emotions he had been holding back burst out.

He screamed, his scream deafening the silence.

Physical pain in his heart pierced him. how the bitch it hurts.

Now he's wearing your big jacket.

“Please protect me, Y/N.”

SEO CHANGBIN

"Police lieutenant Seo Y/N was shot..she died while intercepting a drug gang. The ambulance did not have time to arrive"

What did he just hear? Why are they saying your name?

Is this a mistake? Maybe they got it wrong?

He refused to believe it until he was asked to come to the morgue to identify the body.

Yes, you were lying there...a bullet in the forehead.

Changbin turned away, he couldn’t look at you. He's scared.

Probably then he realized all the pain, he stopped living.

Felix and Seungmin forcibly dragged him away from the morgue.

He was never against your work, he was just proud of you. Of course, his wife is a police lieutenant.

He knew it was dangerous, but could anything bad happen to you?

"Changbin, she died a hero, please...be the same hero for her."

There were so many people at your funeral, why did they all come?

Changbin felt lost, Chan was holding his hand. Changbin couldn't navigate the space.

Time doesn't heal anything, remember.

He lost the desire to exist

He hated your job after your death, it's all your damn job.

Will you protect Changbin? Are you his guardian angel?

From time to time he hears your voice.

He will come to your parents and ask for forgiveness.

Really, forgive him.

He will take your dog with him, it seems... the dog really misses you, where is his owner?

Changbin doesn't like music anymore, he stopped working out, he stopped eating.

"Y/N would be upset if she knew that you wanted to leave the group."

"She told you to create for the sake of people's happiness."

"WITHOUT HER THERE IS NO FUCKING THIS HAPPINESS..."

You would like him to continue writing and working.

He will stay for your sake... and for the sake of the members, these three months they kept him afloat, he literally clung to them.

Your dog now has 8 caring men

Changbin brings red Lilies, your favorite flowers, to your grave every week.

Hwang Hyunjin

You have been married for five years, recently celebrated your anniversary.

You were the happiest couple! STAY blessed couple , the participants were incredibly happy about your couple.

You found out that you are pregnant.

Hyunjin was incredibly happy! Members will become uncles to your baby.

Felix took the place of godfather.

Chan and Minho were responsible for choosing the name.

And Changbin, Jisung, Seungmin and Jeongin made rooms for your baby!

But...you had a back injury, which made it dangerous to give birth.

You didn't care, you were going to have the baby.

Difficulties began immediately during contractions, Hyunjin was with you all the time.

He was forced to leave the room in the middle of labor.

The members who were waiting in the corridor were very worried.

Sudden silence.

The doctor came out of the maternity room and said: “Congratulations, you have a daughter... please accept my condolences, your wife has died.”

What?

It sounded so absurd.

Hyunjin walked into your room, you looked so tired...so sad. sad aphrodite.

Hyunjin kissed your forehead, one hand on your neck, the other holding your hand.

"Thank you for daughter...and forgive me, I love you very much"

Tears rolled down Hyunjin's cheeks, the tears were like pearls.

Hyunjin went home with the members.. The workers left your daughter in the hospital for several days.

Hyunjin seemed to understand nothing, he understood absolutely nothing.

"The baby will grow up in love, Hyunjin"

"We will all take care of her..she is an extension of Y/N" These words from Chan hurt Hyunjin's heart...He will protect and love his daughter.

Hyunjin is always crying, his eyes are red, his face is swollen from crying.

It hurt even more when Seungmin brought your favorite coffee.

In three days we could pick up our daughter.

All eight participants went to the maternity hospital.

They brought out a small package for you, what a tiny little thing.

Hyunjin looked at the little baby as if he were the eighth wonder of the world, the girl was sleeping. Hyunjin could have sworn that she would look like you.

"We'll call her Viyoung" Why is this in tune with Vendetta?

The guy nodded approvingly, tears flowing down his cheeks again.

The members took turns holding the bundle with the baby in their hands.

"I will love you so much, Viyoung...just like your mother loved you."

“Your uncles will take care of you...you will grow up with complete love.”

They went home, everything will be fine. Your memory will never fade away. Hyunjin will raise a beautiful daughter. She's a copy of you, but with Hyunjin's eyes.

[callmeklair]

Cinderella

okay so this got really really long so I had to shift the behind the scenes part for another post at last moment. Also I'm really sorry for how long this might look, I did try to edit it in small font but it was just unreadable so yeah >.<

[no beta because me is sick]

prepare yourselves for a ride. also special mention to @its-irsaa-fyp because our random midnight talk brought this au to life

hope you guys enjoy it ^^

this story revolves around a kind-hearted and beautiful girl named Yui Komori who lives with her stepmother and stepsisters. Her own mother died a long time ago, and father just met with an accident recently while on his way to travel.

???: oh~ cinderella~! cinderella~~!— Yui! Yui!

???: where did she disappear!? me and teddy are starving! is she still asleep!!?

unfortunately for Yui, her stepmother and stepsisters were not that welcoming as from the start they referred to her as Cinderella.

"someone or something that is given little attention or care, especially less than they deserve"

to mock her.

Yui: *sigh* they are at it again.

Yui stretched her sleepy arms as the birds started singing to awaken her and her favorite three mice pulled away the blanket to snuggle on her lap to get some morning pats.

these animals were the only ones who took care of her in this cold and insufferable household.

one of the three mices suddenly spoke to get Yui's attention.

Azusa: why… don't you just… run away from here?

Ruki: Azusa, it's not that easy for humans to run away like us animals. they need backup and basic requirements before moving away to guarantee their safety and survival.

Yuma: sheesh, glad I'm a mouse. if only you had done some good deeds in your previous life, then you would have been a mouse like us, Yui.

Yui chuckled at Yuma's comment and shook her head which made him blush. was it out of embarrassment or shyness? nobody knows. well of course except his brothers Ruki and Azusa.

Ruki: you should leave, before they barge into your room and mess it up like last time.

Yui: right! you are right! I'll see you guys later, take care until then.

she kissed each mice' head and left.

Ayato: what took you so long!? yours truly is starving!

Yui: I'm sorry stepmother, this won't happen again.

Ayato: you said that last time too!

Laito: now now mother, please let it be. poor Cinderella needs her beauty sleep too. After all, I'm pretty sure you won't want an ugly little thing with dark circles lurking around the house like a ghost while doing her chores. it'll be unsightly.

Kanato: as much as I hate her for making me and teddy wait, I agree with laito. it'll be really unpleasant to watch her like that. her pretty average looks are the only thing that is keeping me sane as I watch her face everyday while walking around the house. she's already ugly, don't make it worse.

Ayato: tch, you two. fine, you are spared this time on my daughters' request. but now… you have already wasted our precious time, go make the breakfast and, I don't think I need to repeat about your daily chores.

Yui: understood.

she bowed her head to them like a daily routine and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

later during the meal, while she was serving their breakfast something in their conversation perked her up

Ayato: we have received an invitation from our monarch for the prestigious royal ball that is going to be held in five days. it is rumored that the prince is looking for a wife through this occasion and will make her his queen after taking over the throne.

Laito: ah that sounds so wonderful! but why throw a ball when he can marry a very influential family and also, in the future he is destined to marry a lot of women to stabilize his kingdom. ah~ I really wanted to become his one and only.

Kanato: try getting out of your genius fantasies and assumptions, he'll never marry someone like you even if he wants to keep only one wife. I'm more suitable. me and teddy. right teddy?

Ayato: that's the thing. the current prince only wants to have one wife on his side who'll help him run the kingdom through her ideas and opinions too and not just influence.

Laito: hmmm isn't the king, the current prince's older brother who is still single and healthy, still ruling the kingdom. why will they look for a wife for the prince and not the king?

Ayato: dunno, probably not interested in marriages. and about the prince, he doesn't look like he has any intention to take over the kingdom but who knows what goes around in politics. definitely why they are looking for a wife for him due to this.

Laito: awww man, I thought if not prince then I could get a chance with the king as a backup but looks like I'll have to rely on my natural beauty and talent to press my presence into the prince's heart.

Kanato: gross.

Yui: can I join the ball too? I promise I'll complete all the chores! I'll clean the house to it's finest, laundry your clothes, iron them, and make your favorite foods. Everything.

The three's eyes widened at her request.

Kanato: what made you think, a mere incompetent average mediocre women like you can attend with us—!

Ayato: Kanato. it's alright.

the stepmother stopped her youngest child's tantrum and turned to Yui with an evil smile.

Ayato: fine. I'll let you join us-

Kanato & Laito: mother!

Ayato: shush. I'm still speaking. so Yui, you can join us… only if you complete all the listed chores I give you everyday.

Yui: that's alright with me! thank you!

Ayato: don't thank me so soon. you even have not started working on the chores yet.

the evil smile just grew wider. but Yui chose to ignore it and left the dining area to start preparing for her chores.

Laito: mother?

Ayato: you guys are worrying too much, she doesn't even have proper clothes except those rags. and to think about going to the ball without a proper dress? fufu she'll either be kicked out or made a laughing stock. but I'm pretty sure she won't be even able to step out of this house, as that much of the task and chores will be given to her from me.

on the corner, the three mice were watching the whole ordeal and Yuma just grew angry at the insolent behavior of these people towards Yui and her pure wish & will to go to the ball.

Yuma: those damn bastards- that stepmother is definitely planning something evil. the wickedness is in the air, I can't breathe anymore ugh!

Azusa: Ruki… we need to protect her and help her prepare for the ball.

Ruki: that's right! let's have a talk with her first and see what she is planning for the ball.

the three mice left the scene and went to their Yui.

Yuma: Yui! Yui! what are your plans for the ball?

Yui: ..! you guys know?

Ruki: of course we do, we are mice. our ears are everywhere.

Yui: oh I see. Well I of course don't have a dress so I'm planning to make one, I still have one of my mother's dresses which I can try to remake using various accessories and jewels.

Ruki: is that the pink one you showed a long time ago?

Yui: yes that's the one.

Yuma: then we'll help you remake it! you know those smelly wicked people are definitely planning something unpleasant and difficult for you.

Yui: Shush Yuma, that's not how you talk about people, especially behind their backs. and I'll really appreciate your guys' help my sweet adorable mice.

She rubbed their heads and ruffled around their chin to gesture her gratitude.

the three of them purred.

Now Yui was busy doing all her listed difficult and nasty chores. her stepmother really didn't want her to come so badly that she stooped so low in giving chores.

While on the other hand, the mice called for the birds and explained to them about the situation. Upon hearing this, the birds whistled and called more of their friends from the forest behind the house and with this, all of them proceeded to make a dress for Yui, so beautiful that even the prince will not be able to get up after falling from looking at her. not from the floor, not from his affection.

Days passed and the time for the ball was here. But Yui didn't look very excited as in the past few days, her stepmother really gave her so many tasks that she didn't even get the time to touch her mother's dress. The moment she'll complete those tasks and go to her room in the attic, she'll fall on the bed and sleep due to all the tiredness.

Yui:....! huh! How is this-!

Yuma • Azusa • Ruki • animals: surprise!

Yui was in awe and in tears as she saw the most beautiful dress she has ever seen in her whole life. These animals really remade the old dress into something new with their tiny hands, paws and beaks. She repeatedly thanked them as she stepped forward and took the dress to try it out.

Yuma: You look gorgeous!

Azusa: pretty!

Ruki: As expected, my imagination was on point.

Yui: you guys are really really adorable! I love you so much.

*church bell rings from afar*

Yui: oh no! it's almost time for the ball, I'm leaving. love you guys.

Ruki: we'll escort you out.

Yui and her companions moved to the door just when the stepmother and the stepsisters were about to leave.

Yui: wait, I'm coming too!

The three of them turned around and looked enraged at her beautiful sight.

blinded by jealousy, the sisters tore Yui's dress saying the jewels on her dress resemble their belongings as the mother just watched.

Yui: … why?

she was on the brink of tears.

Ayato: just cause'.

with that they left.

finally the tears poured from her eyes, she didn't want to cry in front of them to fuel their enjoyment more, and ran away from the scene.

the mice followed her, angry yet they couldn't do anything. if only they were human. if only.. if only… if only…

*magical noises*

???: I hear desperate wishes.

mice: !!!

Yui, who was crying on the bench, suddenly looked up and saw a handsome black haired man with pale magenta eyes wearing glasses in a…. blue gown?

Yui: you are?

???: Reiji. Your fairy godmother.

Yui: …

Reiji: what?

Yui: I think I'm hallucinating due to crying too much.

Reiji: and what is that supposed to mean?

Yui: aren't fairy godmothers females?

Reiji: ….

Yui: ….

Reiji: are you…

Yui: ?

Reiji: Are you doubting my profession? Do you know how hard it is to work in this profession? The ethics and norms says nothing about specific gender in this field. What is this gender discrimination!? Can't believe in this time and era, there will be people who'll show such impudent and narrow minded thinking. I knew it, I was born in the wrong generation.

Yui never expected that her simple question would end up with her getting a whole lecture.

Reiji: good grief *sigh* you are helpless.

Yui: isn't that why you are here?

Reiji: now miss mam, I think you don't know how the fairy godmother system works. We-

Yui: another one. here we go (⁠╥▽╥⁠)

Yui: okay okay, I understand.

Reiji: you better.

Yui: So why are you here?

Reiji: to help you out of course. I heard your deepest desires and wishes from far away. and as a compassionate person* I'm here to fulfill your dreams.

*compassionate person X

because it is my profession. ✓

Yui: really? but how?

Reiji: We can start with that dress of yours.

Reiji took out a white wand from his sleeves as he performed the spell bibidi babidi boo and transformed Yui's dress into a beautiful sparkly silver gown with glass heels while also styling her hair with jewels and sparkles.

Yui: oh my gosh! you are amazing.

Reiji: keke, of course. I'm an expert in my profession, as expected of me. hmm but there's still something amiss.

Yui: how am I supposed to go to the ball? on heels?

Reiji: right! that was what it was missing.

Reiji danced his wand again as he turned a full grown pumpkin, from the corner, into a carriage.

Reiji: perfect. now we are ready.

Yui: who is going to drive it?

Reiji: those three mice glaring at me from the start.

Yui turned at the direction of Reiji's stare and saw her companions glaring daggers. But such thing was completely normal for Reiji as he danced his wand again and turned the mice into humans.

*poof*

Azusa: we are…

Ruki: humans now.

Reiji: for now. Listen to me and remember one thing very carefully, once the clock strikes midnight, my spell will be lifted and everything will be turned back to how it was i.e. your torn dress, pumpkin, mice, everything and everyone.

Yui: I understand, thank you so much.

Yuma: ugh this body is tall, why am I the only one like this!?

Yui: if only you would have done some good deeds.

Yui joked around repeating Yuma's comment from that day and the latter in turn grew more furious.

Reiji: bickering for later. the ball is starting soon. now if you don't want my precious energy and stamina I invested in you to go to waste. Please.

Yui: wait! what if my stepmother and stepsisters recognize me!? it'll be over for me.

Reiji: ah that's true, let me cast another enchanting spell on you which will act like an illusion.

he danced his wand again.

Reiji double checked and made sure everything is at point and now

he pointed at the carriage door's direction, impatient for them to leave. He had to go fill in his reports as early as possible to get some increment.

The three mice, now humans, discussed something among themselves and decided that Ruki & Azusa will be the escorts while Yuma will be the driver.

before Yuma could argue more, Yui looked at him with hopeful eyes and he wasn't able to say anything.

Without anymore further ado, they left for the ball.

———————x

Subaru: tch. I'm not dealing with this nonsense anymore! 

Inside the ballroom, Subaru was starting to get frustrated in the upper room, where royals watch the people from above. 

Just a few hours ago, Shu, his older brother, the current king, lazily barged into his room and dropped the bomb that the ball was actually being held to find a bride for him. Until now he was just kept in the dark and was only told that a royal ball will be held for political purposes and so he assumed that it must be something to do with his king position but now this… this was frustrating.

All he could see was disgusting coaxing of females and the nobles trying to get their daughter with the prince. It got worse when suddenly a maiden with reddish brown hair and green eyes winked at him and 'nfu'-ed at him. Right now Subaru was running away from that maiden and successfully managed to ditch him. 

Subaru sighed as took in the familiar scenario of the grand corridors of this spacious castle. 

Subaru: tch. well now that I'm here, might as well roam around and cool myself down until that brother of mine and his followers drag me into this whole set-up mess again. 

Subaru walked but tensed up when he saw a beautiful gown. 

Subaru: not another one

He looked around to find a hiding spot until..

Subaru: …..! 

Subaru: she is ethereal

no no no, that shouldn't change his decision as he has already seen some beautiful/pretty faces tonight trying to suck him up, be it by their own will or their family's will. 

he shouldn't stop himself just because of an ethereal looking woman. but it was too late, she already saw him.

???: uhm hello? uh, do you know the direction of the ballroom? I'm kind of lost here. 

It looks like she didn't recognise, good for him. But sooner she might if someone from palace suddenly shows up and reveals his identity because of the formalities. 

Subaru: You are? 

Yui: oh… uh I was supposed to attend the ball with my family but due to cho— circumstances I wasn't able to depart with them on time.

She really let herself be open around and introduce herself without any hesitation. such a vulnerable prey. 

Subaru: let me do the honor and take you.

Yui: you will? thank you! 

the little rabbit has fallen into the hands of a beast. 

Yui: oh right! what is your name? Need to know your name to express my gratitude later for your each and every help. 

Subaru: Subaru. 

Yui: I see…

Subaru didn't say his full name because he didn't want his cover to be lifted, at least not yet especially when he gets to see her such beautiful smile making her eyes shape into alluring crescents.

He silently took her to the ballroom, so that people wouldn't notice him and expose him. 

Yui came back to her senses from her daze of taking in the marvelous interior of the palace when she realized that Subaru had taken her to the dance floor and both of them were waltzing now. 

Yui: S-subaru-kun!?

Subaru: shh. 

Yui blushes as she finally takes in his appearance illuminated by the golden lights of the ball room and how dazzling he looked with that silver pink hair and his scarlet eyes. 

Subaru wanted to quietly enjoy his moment with this ethereal girl he just met. He wanted to know more about her. He wanted to make her his own. He was intrigued. her soft expressions, her soft voice, her smile, her vulnerability, everything. He wanted to know them deeply. 

As Subaru and Yui were enjoying their peaceful dance with love filled eyes looking into each other with the desire to get to know each other more, Yui's stepmother and stepsisters were seen from afar as Ayato looked carefully and started to doubt how much the girl dancing with the prince looked familiar.

Ayato: No it can't be her, she doesn't even have a dress and the one she has we destroyed it. must be some other girl looking like her. 

Meanwhile Shu watched the scene in front of him unfold and sighs following with a lazy but genuine smile, glad that his younger brother finally found someone for him. With Subaru's past and his mental health condition this past few weeks, Shu decided to look for someone who'll help his brother out. 

Time passed and Yui and Subaru were at the balcony at the end of the ballroom to get some fresh air and get to each other. the more they talked to each other, the more they found each other falling for the other person. At first it was a little awkward so they started with random small talks and in between Subaru finally revealed his true identity. Yui was shocked and tried to bow curtly as she started being formal but Subaru stopped her. 

He wanted to spend time with her as a normal person. 

Has it been an hour or two since they started talking? Subaru doesn't know and doesn't care, the only thing that matters to him is the girl in front of him. At first he just wanted to see what she was capable of when she so openly left herself in his care, a beast's care. but now, there's more to it. 

He stepped forward and circles his arm around her waist pulling her closer. Yui squeaked at his sudden movement. Shy, she asked him what he was doing but instead of a reply she was met with a closer image of his face and realized their lips were getting closer. He didn't wait or hesitate as he landed a kiss on her lips in his daze of watching her intensely. 

At first Yui didn't know what to do as her heart and mind were saying different things. In the end she kissed him back, entangling her hands in his soft hair.

it went on for a few minutes as each second Subaru would try pulling himself closer to her or pulling Yui closer to him to deepen the kiss. 

Yui slowly opened her eyes to try parting with him to catch a breath but her eyes flew open when her gaze fell on the watch behind Subaru.

Yui: shoot! it's going to be midnight in 10 minutes. 

Yui's slowly pushed Subaru away who looked surprised. 

Yui: I'm sorry, but I need to go, it's getting late.

Subaru: it's alright, I'll order my people to drop you at your home so it won't matter.

Yui: no! i mean it's alright, i won't want to trouble you, your high-

Subaru: I told you to drop the formalities. and, it's not troublesome.

what should she do? if she stays here any longer her illusionary dress and everything will be exposed and she is worried if the connection they have until now, will it disappear if Subaru sees her true form?

Yui apologizes again as she slowly gets out of Subaru's grip and runs for the main gate to leave. Subaru shouted for her to wait for him and followed after her. Yui was rushing and rushing when suddenly Subaru caught her hand stopping her in her tracks at the stairs of the main gate.

Yui looked at the watch, terrified she gently held his hand and got her hand out and rushed again.a pologizing to him while running away.

and also, dropping one of her glass shoes on the stairs on the way. she did stop in her tracks to go above and pick it up but decided not to as the watch ticked over and over again in her ears, like a warning.

Subaru: wait! you never told me your name!

subaru cried out, but it was already too late as Yui had already disappeared, only her forgotten glass show left behind. picking it up, Subaru decided to find the girl no matter what. his determination through the roof.

Next morning, Subaru's bestie, Kou visited him after hearing about the rumors of his dearest friend being seen with a girl and looking at her with love filled eyes.

Subaru was already frustrated at Kou's arrival but started gritting his teeth at the non-stop blabber and teasing of the latter man in front of him.

Kou: aww c'mon man, you can't keep your bestie in the dark!

Subaru: who are you calling your friend!? i don't ever remember having such a relationship with you!

Kou: Hey Subaru-kun! you hurt me. I have been your reading partner since we were ten.

Subaru ignored Kou's annoying chatter, as he gazed at the glass show in his hand. oh how so badly he wanted to find her and keep her to himself. He swore he wouldn't let her get out of his grip anymore.

…!?

was he becoming possesive? even Subaru was shocked at his thoughts.

Shu: stop looking at it like that. The girl won't magically appear out of nowhere if you keep glaring at it.

Shu has entered the room.

Shu: I'll help you find her.

He gestures his hand at three men behind him to take the shoes and leave for the town to find the girl whose foot fits in the shoe.

Subaru recognised the three men as Shu's loyal followers from the start and also his reading partners. Kino, Shin and Carla.

Thus, he let the shoe go because he trusted in their methods and resources.

Kino: just wait for us~

Kino winked at Subaru, and Shin sighed complaining about the enthusiasm.

Shin: how are you guys so sure that this shoe will only fit one lady? There can be many people.

Subaru: the size of the shoe.. is very small. Kou has the smallest shoe size among us all and this shoe is even smaller than that, making it a very rare case.

Kou: Subaru stop exposing me!

Subaru ignored his friend's glaring as Carla nodded, understanding something.

Carla: in other words, the one whose foot glides in this shoe swiftly is the true owner.

Subaru: yes.

and so began the search for the girl that has mesmerized the prince of the kingdom and it didn't take long for the rumors to reach every household. even where Yui lives.

Ayato was in Yui's room, suspicious. Totally suspicious. No matter how much he thinks about it, the girl he saw yesterday doesn't sit right with him as a stranger. he looked around her room, and finally found it. the glass shoe! under her bed.

Ayato: che, I knew it. that cunning fox.

at the same time, Yui entered the room to make sure her glass slipper was still there as the people from the palace were coming & this was her chance to finally meet Subaru again. but the moment she saw Ayato, she was on alert. but it was too late as Ayato smirked while dancing the glass shoe in his hand.

Yui tensed as she stepped forward to take it form Ayato's hand but the latter just extended his hand above and because of the height difference Yui was left helpless.

Ayato: very smart huh? trying to get the prince to you. How did you do it? the dress? how did you reach there when it was already too late to reach in time by walking?

Yui remained silent.

Ayato: no answer huh? fine, for such disrespect, you'll be locked in your room for the meantime.

Yui: no you can't do that!

Ayato: Oh I can, just watch me. those people from the palace will never be able to find you.

with that ayato rushed and locked the door, trapping Yui in.

Ayato: Laito! Kanato! prepare yourselves, the prince is coming! you guys must do whatever you can to get the shoe fit your foot.

Laito • Kanato: Yes, mother.

Meanwhile, trapped Yui cries on the edge of her bed as she remembers how on the way back, it was already midnight and on the way back everything turned back to how it was, just like Reiji said.

except that one glass slipper on her feet still remaining intact.

how? was it because they were seperated? at first Yui was scared that the moment midnight hits the shoe under Subaru's care will turn back to normal and he will start doubting her, making them never meet again. but that wasn't the case as the shoes still remain as how they were.

No matter how much Yui thought it over, nothing explained the logic behind the shoes remaining the same. but at the same time, this gave her hope to meet him again. to meet Subaru again.

the mice notices this and planned to free Yui from the room, but how?

suddenly Ruki perks up as he comes up with a plan to take the key from Ayato's pocket.

The time was here, the people from the palace were here. and… the Prince was also along with them?

Carla: are you three the only people here?

Ayato: yes.

Carla: alright then.

the shoe fitting trial was starting, after going house to house and no one fitting the shoe, this was the only last house left. Subaru was starting to get impatient but he was determined to find her even if she turns out to be from another kingdom.

Meanwhile the mice parted themselves as Azusa went to steal the glass shoes from Ayato's locker. All three of them were glad to be mice as they can use their origin skills to help Yui out.

While Ruki and Yuma slowly approached Ayato and through tricks managed to get the key.

before ayato could notice it was too late, Ruki and Yuma already left and so did Azusa successfully managed to get the glass slipper.

the commotion here was too noisy for him to notice sooner.

Kino: god we don't even need to try the fitting here, it's obvious it won't fit.

Kino cried out the moment he sees the difference in the the glass shoe and the feet of laito.

Ignoring him, Laito still tried it out but as Kino said, it was really really big, no matter how much he tried to fit it in.

Shin: you are going to break it!

Kanato: leave it you pervert! I'll try!

Kanato pushed Laito off the chair and sat himself down, ready to try out the shoe.

Shin: shortie stop! even though you are smaller than him, you are also really big for the glass shoe!

Kanato: who are you calling shortie! WHO ARE YOU—

Ayato: ahem.

Ayato hushed Kanato as the prince was in the room. they cannot take any risk.

On the other hand the three mice finally freed Yui and gave her shoe back.

Yui hurried out and reached downstairs just when the palace people were about to leave.

Yui: wait, I'm here!

they turned back at the newcomer.

Subaru: you said you guys were only three!?

Subaru looks at the girl and the moment he sees her, he senses her. it's her! he rushed to her who was still running down the stairs and caught her in his arms in the form of a hug.

He didn't need that stupid shoe fitting trial to know if the girl he spent last night talking with is her or not. It's her. He can feel it. the warmth, the expressions, the tone. It's her!

Yui hugs him back for few seconds before pushing his shoulder gently to present the glass slipper. he other pair.

Shin: that shoe!

Ayato: Your highness, please listen to this subject. She is nothing but just a mere maid. There's no way she can be involved in matters like prestigious balls. I have no idea how she got that pair of shoe.

Carla: It doesn't matter who she is. you defied the orders, and on top of that lied to his highness. This matter won't go unnoticed and will be reported to the King immediately. Shin.

Shin: on my way ~

Yui: wait! please don't.

Kino: huh? are you saying?

Yui: yes. even though they, well they didn't treat me rightfully, I still don't want to become the reason for their demise. No matter what, everybody deserves a second chance.

Shin: hehe, you guys will be grateful for your life.

Kino snatched the shoes from Kanato's hands and gave it to Subaru.

and after taking the pair of shoes from both Yui and kino, the silver haired man bent down on his one knee and swiftly lifted Yui's feet one by one to slide the shoes.

they fit!

Subaru couldn't be any happier. she was finally his.

Yui hugged Subaru and both of them merrily smiled & laughed to be with each other again.

the glass shoes suddenly starts glowing and turns into dust. that dust soon forms a figure of a beautiful man who introduces himself as karlheinz and says

Karlheinz: Adam and Eve have been found in this universe too, my job is done.

And then disappears again by forming into dust before anyone could say anything.

Shin: what the hell!? what was that just now!? I have heard about fairies, but that was one scary and creepy one, if he was even one.

Kino • Carla: Adam and Eve?

Yui: is that why the shoes remained intact till the end even when the fairy godmother Reiji's spell was lifted at midnight?

even though the mystery about the shoes is solved, the more Yui thinks about it, the creepier it gets, especially how she wore those shoes all the time during the ball and when she was with Subaru…

Yui: don't tell me he witnessed everything…

Subaru realized what Yui was talking about but he can't also fall in the mood. he lifted her up as he gave the most genuine bright smile.

Subaru: Yui will you marry me?

Yui was surprised at the sudden proposal and cried the tears of happiness as she repeatedly said yes to him.

————————x

The wedding bells rang as Subaru and Yui exited the chapel after completing their wedding vows. everyone in the town came to pay their respects and give blessings to the newly married couple. the prince and the princess. The mice were throwing petals from the basket as they watched their Yui finally being happy.

Subaru lifted Yui in the bridal style, causing her to become shy for the nth time and ofc it doesn't goes unnoticed by Subaru.

Subaru: hehe, you should get used to such stuff now because I'll be loving you seven days a week. monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, saturday, sunday. 24/7.

Yui blushes more as Subaru walks down the stairs and enters the carriage.

He sets Yui down and leaned in to kiss her as curtains fell.

[starlightandfairies]

Lovely ~Daryl Dixon~

Description: Reader is one of Negan’s wives, she is thrown into the same cell as Daryl while Negan has Daryl.

Warnings: Swearing, she/her pronouns, fluff, angst,

Key: Y/N = Your Name, POV = Point of view

Word Count: 639

I have a Daryl Dixon fanfic on wattpad! If you want it, send me a request or message and I'll give it to you. Or you could search it yourself It's called Broken Crown by Moonlight161 and starts from the very beginning

1st Person's POV

Fucking Negan. 

That's all I can say, is fucking Negan, I fucking hate him. He, himself killed my entire family and made me watch. Sounds very movie-like, though I cannot express in words how much I want this man to die. After he killed them, the twit had the audacity to make me one of his wives. I wore a short little black dress, did everything he said and did just so I could survive. 

I pissed him off. I yelled at him for what he did, but Negan didn't seem to take it very well. He threw me into one of his cells and then left me in the darkness. 

"I'm going to kill him," I muttered bitterly, jumping as a hand grabbed my arm and pulled me to the side. 

"Keep 'ya voice down." 

I turned to face the person, only a small amount of light letting me see the man's features, my heart shattered seeing the broken man in front of me. I didn't think that I would see him again, I didn't think I would see anyone that I knew again. 

"Daryl?" I whispered lightly, he lunged forward slightly and cupped my face in his hands. 

"Y/n?" 

"Hey," I whispered softly, sobbing softly as he held me in his arms. Daryl didn't let me go, he didn't once let go of me and rested a small kiss on my temples. 

"I thought you died." He whispered, I shook my head and gave him a tiny smile. We hadn't seen each other since the prison, which honestly feels like a lifetime ago after the prison was infested with walkers and everyone got separated, I was lucky that I got with my family however the whole Negan ordeal ruined everything.

We both shared the story of our lives since we last saw each other, it ached to know that Glenn was dead and I could clearly see that Daryl was taking it personally, that his actions got him killed and I really wanted him to know that it was not his fault.

Negan kept me in there for two days, no one bothered either of us, it was a nice way to catch up and just hang out with him. It was cold in the cell, the little black dress was revealing too much of my skin. I moved over to Daryl, carefully touching his arm and once he accepted my touch. I his arm, wrapping it around me and curled into his chest. 

"So, Negan's forced you to be his wife?" 

"Yes. Out of all the other ladies, he keeps me under lock and key the most. I think he knows what I can do." Daryl shook his head, he didn't say anything about what I said. However, he rested a kiss on my forehead and rubbed my arm. 

"He's planning something," Daryl whispered. 

"I know but I have you back and I want to be here with you." 

"Okay." I knew this hurt for Daryl, we both loved each other, hadn't seen each other in so long and now we were here together yet we couldn't be together. I think that's Negan punishment. I think he knew that we loved each other and that be being his wife would hurt Daryl. 

"Isn't it lovely? Having someone familiar?" I questioned, Daryl brought my lips to his, I grinned into the kiss and soaked it all in. 

"I miss you, I looked for you but I couldn't find you. I will stay, I won't let him hurt you and I won't let him take me away from you." 

"You will, don't be stupid." 

"I'm going to be stupid and in love."

[ilylovelyz]

dawn in the adan.

pair : levi x genneu!reader

warning(s) : just angst, a lot of angst, death, resulted from me listening to dawn in the adan by ichiko aoba at 4am

people die everyday. with death being a constant presence in your life, you'd thought you would feel numb and desensitized to it by now. oh, you wished you were. such a blessing, yet a curse it is; to feel everything so deeply. you've been told so many times that you care too much, expect too much, for a world that has little to give back in return.

such a big world it is, yet it has little to offer here. you used to lose sleep over it. you used to be unable to understand the fact that no matter what you do, no matter how much "good deeds" you do, the world may not return it in favor. but you still cannot help but feel out of place; you still cannot help but feel like you're out of place, it doesn't feel right. it leaves you empty and unfulfilled.

how are you not supposed to care? it was a question that lured in the back of your mind whenever you saw the death of your dearest comrades in front of you. how are you supposed to not care when you feel even the death of a flower in the deepest part of your heart? what if you died, would they not care for your death either?

ah, that stung. the strong scent the bittersweet whispers of citrus and green floral filled your senses, but only for a second. only for a second, you cared. there was a metallic note amongst the dandelions. blood, the remains of dried and crisp blood of your slaughtered comrades. you are left on your knees in the midst of the aftermath of a bloodbath against the world's biggest enemy.

it's the murmur of dawn. no one is here. well, nobody is damn alive. a bloody fight it was. the distant retreating stars twinkle with pity, almost laughing at the scene before you. you can't take in the sights around you, drowning you. you can't take in this painful, unforgiving scene. you're still alive, somehow. the crisp, cold air fills your dry lungs. as another sunrise rises, the rays once again kiss your scarred skin. a comforting hug from the only warmth you've known.

tomorrow perhaps, maybe in a few years perhaps, there will be nothing to see here here. the charred remains of the people you laughed with will reduce to nothing but stardust returning home to that vast sky. you hear leaves softly crunch behind you, you do nothing to investigate. you're lifeless. maybe you've finally given up. you assume it's that one "special" titan that survived this battle, like you. your dull and overused knees have finally given out from beneath you; you've accepted your spot on the earth beneath you, head laying in a pile of red dyed dandelions.

you can't even react when you feel someone's firm hands meet your head, fingers intertwining with your damp distressed hair. you hope they are here to maybe snap your neck, put you out of your misery. you know they won't, though. even in the end, you know who's burly palms are cradling your head with bittersweet empathy. he'll cradle you his arms, just like all other times you were stricken with grief.

i hear the distinct ancient ocean's song, the small boats of the afterlife are saying something to me, but i can't hear it all.

"y/n," the man says sternly. his tone is stern, yet forgiving. he waits a few seconds for your response, hands tumbling for a better hold on your fragile head. he leans over your body, attempting for a better look of any signs of life. you're still here, eyes twinkling with an unfocused daze, pupils blown wide. like the dandelions, they are red and crushed with defeat. "y/n." he says, you hear the frantic sound of his voice, his other hand coming to shake at your shoulder.

you let out a small umph at the disturbance. you're so sore, you cannot even fathom to touched by the soft breeze. your face feels like it's already been ripped at the seams, eyes heavy and dry. cheeks scarred and dried of tears. my heart flutters then, high in the sky. you cannot move, even with both arms stretched out. are you finally dying?

he seems to have ran out of patience, and despite your sounds of discomfort, he abruptly forces your sensitive body to sit up straight. "you're not dying, y/n," he says to you, but in reality its more like he's trying to tell himself that. his hands paw at your impaled abdomen, trying to fill what is lost. even after this bloody fight, he still has the strength to lift you up into his arms, hanging onto the remains of life in you.

you no longer feel pain, you no longer wail. you don't even feel the once satisfying lull of sleep calling you. the branches and puddles of wet mud crinkle and mush underneath his weak footing. he stumbles a few times before he slip's completely, unable to compete with this unfamiliar terrain. he's still cradling you like all the other times, protecting you from this world. he cups the soft of your cheek with one of his blood soaked hands. you can't even tell if it's your blood.

his nostrils flared with distress, "y/n," he calls out. this place as always been open, but nobody comes. you're still in his arms, head lulled against his chest. his heavy heart singing to you. you remember the many times he swore his heart to you. you find the strength to look up at him, what was a easy task somehow almost a few long seconds to do.

you take in the sight of his sharp cheekbones, his eyes looking down at you. they look scared. what is he scared of? the battle is over. a long time you wait patiently, you wait patiently for the end of your suffering. his eyes are glued to you, not wanting to miss a single second of what could be the last of something so precious.

this is strange to him, to finally have something worth losing. he thought maybe you'd stick around unlike the rest of them. two broken souls, finding comfort and safety in each other's presence. the dull world fades around them, one willingly, one forcibly. his grip on you hides you from the world, having a sense urge to protect what is left.

his body jumps when you take in a sudden surge of air. even with the small intake of air, your chest muscles seem to give up on trying to take in anymore. god, it finally hits you. you're dying. "y/n, please don't die." he whispers, bringing himself to place a shaky kiss on your forehead. you've never heard him beg like that before.

ah, you let out what perhaps might be the last sound you make. your heart pumps weakly, you might not see levi again. is this the way you want to die? you try to move any of your limbs, you try as best you can to escape this unwanted spell. to levi, it just appears you're twitching in pain.

no, you're afraid to die. his hand comes to the small of your back, rubbing quick comforting circles to encourage you. the children across the ocean, awaken with flowers. you're also afraid to live. whose to say you'll live happily, even after this. "y/n, i love you." he chanted. he's just foolishly realized you can't come back from this.

its skin is torn. you'd hoped your last breath was a sigh of relief, intaking the sweet scent of the flowers levi had bought you for the many years you'd been together. what is this? you've ceased movement. you can't even process the droplets of salty tears from above. seawater pouring from it's body.

you last register the devastated sobs of someone. you don't even remember who it was anymore. a beautiful creature. you don't realize it, you're gone. crawling outside.

[dean-winchester-is-a-warrior]

Only the Strong Survive Ch. 7

Series Summary: Lexie Weston is in a terrible, abusive marriage. In her mind and soul, she feels like she has no way out that won't result in her death. But something changes in her life to make her take the risk. Can she rely on Sheriff Beau Arlen to protect her like he said he would, or will this risk lead to ruin?

Pairings: Beau Arlen x OFC (eventual)

Series Warnings/Explicit 18+: Smut, Angst, Fluff throughout. A pretty slow burn, TW: Abusive marriage, Domestic abuse will be talked about throughout. Chapter warnings will be more specific

Word Count: 3,329

Chapter Summary: Y/N wants to explore the connection she feels to Beau, but will that sever it?

Chapter Warnings: None. Kissing.

A/N: K, so the next chapter definitely came out faster than the last. Lol! The momentum feels good on the series, I think I might ACTUALLY finish it sooner than the end of February if I don't stall out. Wish me luck! And as always if you enjoy the series/chapter, please comment and/or reblog. It makes a HUGE difference in keeping that momentum going.

Hope you enjoy Ch. 7!

The beautiful divider at the bottom was created by @saradika

The night was cold now, and Lexi pulled her heavy coat tighter around her. She could hear people laughing and talking, saying their farewells as they packed up and put out the bonfire. She knew she needed to go too, the school bus would be headed back to Haven House very soon. But she just wanted to breathe it all in a bit longer.

“So.” Beau said as he walked up beside her. “What do you think? Did we manage to throw you a decent graduation party?”

She looked at him and was struck anew at how incredibly beautiful he was. She smiled shyly and sighed deeply, looking back out at the mountains surrounding them, purple in the darkness. She gazed up at the full moon and shook her head.

“I think…I think this might be the, the best time I’ve ever had.”

She looked up at Beau and saw his slight befuddlement. She shrugged and looked away. “I was just thinking about…” She trailed off, and wondered whether Beau actually wanted to hear any of this. But when she snuck another glance at him, his eyes were curious and encouraging. That look, of interest and consideration, was one of the things that made his eyes so incredibly beautiful. 

So she carried on.

“The reason I dropped out of high school was, well…my dad - he drank a lot. He was…I think he was a good man, had a good heart, but he was just…I don’t know, lost I guess. My mom, she died when I was really little. I don’t remember her at all, but…” She smiled sadly. “He did, and I think it just kind of ate at him you know. I mean, I know he…he loved me and I loved him too. But, he couldn’t take care of me, couldn’t take care of himself. So, someone had to…” She gave a brief resigned laugh.  “Someone had to buy the milk, pay the electric bill, you know. So, I dropped out, started working.”

The wind kicked up a bit and blew a curl over her forehead and she tucked it back behind her ear before continuing. “But, I mean, I really liked school. So leaving…” She stopped to glance at Beau again and his smile was soft and understanding. “Well, it sucked.”

Beau nodded. “I bet.” He said quietly.

Lexi shrugged. “And I…I know my GED, it’s not the same as graduating, but…” She started to duck her head, but instead she caught herself and raised her chin. “I guess, I feel…I don’t know, I guess - I’m proud of myself.”

She wanted to immediately take back the words, but she told herself that she wouldn’t. She meant what she said.

Beau’s smile was blinding. “Oh, sweetheart, you should be proud of yourself. What you’ve accomplished…” He shook his head. “Not only with getting your diploma, but just everything. You deserve to feel incredibly proud.”

His praise was a lot for Lexi to take. She loved it, and felt it spread warm and happy through her heart, but she had to look away from him, looking back up at the moon instead.

“Anyway,” she shrugged again. “I was just standing here thinking, ‘When was the last time I felt like this?’ and I realized…I don’t ever remember feeling like this. Which is probably pathetic. But…I think…my whole life I’ve been just…surviving, you know. And now…I feel like I’m living, I feel like tonight was the start of that.”

She crossed her arms, suddenly feeling a bit embarrassed with her wordy confession. “Does that make sense?”

Beau nodded. “It makes perfect sense, yes. And I’m so glad for you.”

From over by the bus, Sarah called for Lexi. Lexi waved back and gave a thumbs up to show she heard. 

“Well, anyway I guess I should…” She thumbed towards the group waiting on her. 

“Right.” Beau took a step back, but Lexi stopped him.

“Wait, I was wondering…would you do me a big favor?”

“Sure.” Beau answered immediately.

“It’s not really, like, a professional thing, or…well, it’s a personal favor.” Lexi cautioned him. “So, please feel free to say no. I’ll completely understand.”

Beau gave a chuckle and shook his head. “What do you need?”

Lexi bit her lip and watched Beau’s eyes dart to her mouth. Something in his gaze made her core muscle clench and she had to look at the ground and take in a deep breath before she could continue.

“I have a um, appointment tomorrow…it’s my sonogram appointment.” She glanced at him with an excited expression. “I finally get to see the baby. But…I don’t wanna - I don’t wanna go alone.”

She dipped her head in the direction of the bus. “And Cicely has an appointment with her case worker, so…would you consider going with me?”

Beau hesitated a moment, and Lexi panicked and reassured him. “Seriously, it’s a lot to ask, so if you can’t do it -”

But Beau interrupted her. “Of course, happy to. What time?”

Lexi let out a breath. “It’s at one.”

“Okay, I’ll pick you up.”

Sarah honked the bus horn and Lexi waved and turned towards the bus before turning back quickly and impulsively throwing her arms around Beau’s neck to give him a hug. He hugged her back, and it occurred to her how perfect it felt to be held by him. She didn’t want to let go.

But she knew everyone was waiting, so she smiled at him shyly one more time before walking quickly towards the bus, wondering how long the warm and inviting scent of his cologne would linger on her coat.

***

“Alexandria Weston?”

Lexi looked up at the young woman in mint green scrubs and nodded. She hoped the name change papers went through soon. 

Beau stood up with her and placed his hand on her lower back, guiding her towards the swinging door where the nurse waited patiently. The feeling of his touch, warm and reassuring, made some of the nervousness in her belly fade away, while causing a new kind of fluttering throughout her body.

Oh boy.

They entered a small room, slightly crowded with a table and equipment. The nurse took some basic information from Lexi before helping her up onto the table.

“The technician will be in shortly.” She smiled and left them alone in the cramped room. 

Beau looked around and smiled. “This brings back memories.” He caught Lexi’s eye and winked. “Really good ones. I’ll never forget the way it felt to see Em for the first time.” He reached over and squeezed her hand. “I’m happy to be here with you for this.”

Lexi felt her eyes get inexplicably moist and she beamed at him. “I’m so grateful.”

Before Beau could respond, the technician entered with a bright smile. “Good afternoon. My name is Helena. How’s everyone feeling today?” She said as she shut the door behind her. 

“Good.” Lexi and Beau said in unison.

Helena pulled the machine forward and pulled her stool up close to the table. Beau shifted around to Lexi’s other side, so he wasn’t in the way. But he picked up her hand again and Lexi squeezed it tightly, nervous despite her excitement.

“Alright folks!” The bubbly tech said, “Ready to meet your baby?”

“Oh, uh…” Lexi started to correct her, worried it would embarrass Beau to be mistaken for the father, but he squeezed her hand again, and gave a little shake of his head and a wink, letting her know it didn’t matter to him.

“Yeah,” he answered Helena, “we’re ready.”

Lexi felt her heart squeeze, imagining for just a minute how much simpler and happier her life would be if it was the truth. But before she could get too lost in wishful thinking, Helena pushed up her t-shirt to squirt out some cold jelly onto her stomach.

“Ooh!” Lexi exclaimed. “That’s cold.”

Helena smiled. “Yeah, I know. Sorry.” She pushed the wand around through the jelly, watching the screen.

Lexi shook her head and was going to tell her it was fine, but suddenly there was a sound like a freight train and Lexi gasped. 

“Is that…”

“Your baby’s heartbeat.” Helena smiled as she moved the wand a little lower and the sound intensified.

“Oh my god.” Lexi’s voice was barely a breath. She stared raptly at the screen trying to make out the image. Clearly having done this many times, Helena began to explain.

“Here is your baby’s head.” She smoothed her finger over a tiny round silhouette on the screen, before continuing on. “And here is their spine, and down over the bum. And here you can see their limbs and we can even make out their fingers and toes.” She smiled at Lexi. “They’re waving at us.”

Tears were falling unchecked down Lexi’s face. A feeling like nothing she’d ever known swept over her and she felt pure joy and astounding fear in exactly equal measure. 

“Oh,” Helena said with a smile. “Of course, we caution that we can never be one hundred percent certain, but do you want to know the sex?”

Lexi’s stomach dipped. “Yes.” She said immediately, anticipation rampant in her mind.

“Well, folks, it looks like you are going to have a bouncing baby boy.”

Lexi couldn’t process her own feelings and her mind raced from one thought to the next, there was a bit of panic setting in as everything felt suddenly very real in a way it simply hadn’t until that moment. All of a sudden the abstract future looked very distinct. Her son had a face in her mind, he was a mischievous toddler running away from her at the park, he was a chubby baby with a toothy smile and tiny fingers, he was a teenage boy slouching in his chair, he was a little boy with a splinter who was crying for her, he was a man hugging her goodbye as he left for college.

In the span of thirty seconds her son’s entire life spun through her mind and the panic grew. How could she possibly do this? She wasn’t capable of this, she was going to screw him up somehow, she was going to -

Suddenly both of Beau’s big hands closed over the one he held and he held it tighter. He spoke to Helena.

“How's the little guy doin’? Everything look good?”

Helena nodded. “Yes, he looks fabulous. Everything is developing normally, he's a good, healthy size, he's great.”

Beau raised Lexi's knuckles to his lips and pressed a kiss there. “That's because of you.” He said softly. “Because you've kept him safe and taken such good care of him. You should be proud of that too.”

Lexi looked up into Beau's face and a wave of tenderness and gratitude washed over her as his green eyes sparkled down at her. How had he known just what to say? How did he know what she was thinking, how she’d been panicking at the magnitude of feeling sweeping through her? He was…incredible.

“Thank you.” She said simply, but what she meant was, “Thank you for saving me yet again.”

***

“I don’t wanna go back to the station yet.” Beau said as he was pulling out of the clinic parking lot. “What do you say we stop for ice cream? There’s an amazing place, Suzie’s Sundaes, they’ve got a million flavors.”

Lexi smiled mischievously. “You should know better than to tempt a pregnant woman with ice cream.”

Beau chuckled. “Suzie’s it is.”

After getting their ice cream, a scoop of Coffee Praline for Beau and one of Cookie Dough for Lexi, Beau nodded his head towards the park across the street.

“Wanna walk?”

Lexi nodded. “I’d love to.” 

As they crossed the street, Beau put his free hand on her lower back again, safeguarding her as they crossed, and there was something in the gesture that made Lexi want to bat her eyes and giggle like a schoolgirl. There was just something about Beau that tended to make her head spin. 

It had been like this, almost from the beginning she admitted now, but until Cicely had brought it up, she’d been doing a great job at pretending the feelings didn't exist. But now those thoughts and emotions just wouldn’t go away. She’d never felt this way about anyone. Not ever. 

Given her history, she was surprised by how little the feelings scared her. She was nervous, only because she wasn’t sure that Cicely was right about Beau’s feelings towards her, and she was aware of the awful timing of it all. But fear didn’t enter in.

She had no fear where Beau was concerned. Her therapist at Haven House had spoken with her about what to lookout for in future relationships - red flags, she’d called them. But with Beau, there were no red flags; it was all green.

They wandered through the park for a while, both enjoying their ice cream and the scent of spring in the air. Eventually, Beau took her hand and pulled her off the beaten path. 

“There’s a nice little bridge with some benches and trees over this way.”

Warmth spread up her arm from where he clasped her fingers, and when she sat down beside him on the bench, she was sorry that he let go.

“So, how are you doing?” He asked and Lexi shrugged.

“I’m good. I mean…I must admit that I’m a little nervous. I don’t…I don’t know how I’m gonna raise a son. How can I…teach him to shave? Or to pee standing up? And what happens when he hits puberty?” 

Beau chuckled. “Well, puberty’s more than a decade off, so you’ve got some time to study. And the peeing thing just sort of comes naturally.” 

He grinned at her and Lexi laughed. “Well, good.” She was quiet for a minute, scooping up a spoonful of ice cream. She swallowed and cleared her throat before voicing her biggest and only real fear.

“How do I raise him to…not be him? What if I can’t do it?” Her voice was soft. Was she allowed to admit that fear - that she was terrified of raising another Simon? She glanced at Beau, wondering if she’d see judgment there. But she should have known better. 

He just nodded, his gaze sympathetic and understanding. “Babies aren’t born…evil, Lex. They’re just born needing us. You just have to love him, unconditionally, and unendingly.”

Lexi nodded. “I’m just so afraid of doing it wrong.”

Beau smiled at her and moved a bit closer on the bench. “Wanna hear my great secrets of parenthood?”

Lexi sighed. “God, yes.”

With a chuckle, he continued. “Well, I think kids need two things to thrive and be happy.  Boundaries and respect.” He shrugged a broad shoulder. “Kids crave boundaries. They need to know what’s allowed and what’s not. It makes them feel safe. And they also deserve our respect. We should respect their boundaries too, and respect their intelligence by not talking down to them, or ignoring their thoughts and opinions. Even when they're really little, they wanna be heard and they want to know they matter.”

He shrugged again. “Can’t go wrong if you stick with those two pillars.” He smiled softly. “And fill it all in with lots and lots of love.”

Lexi had tears in her eyes and she blinked them away, staring at him, a little bit in awe. She shook her head. “Is that how your parents raised you? Is that how you turned out like this?”

Beau laughed warmly. “Well, they don’t deserve all the blame for how I turned out, but yeah, basically. A big part of who I am now is the foundation I was given. But, you know, they were also parents in the 80s and 90s, so…they weren’t perfect. Gentle parenting was definitely not a thing.”

Lexi laughed with him and then put her hand on his where it rested in his lap. “Well, whatever they did, it worked wonders.” She bit her bottom lip. “I’ve never known a better man than you.”

Beau breathed in deeply through his nose, his chest expanding as Lexi moved closer. His hand twitched beneath hers and she entwined her fingers with his. She looked down at their joined hands and then up at Beau. His eyes caught on her lips again for a moment, and then he turned his head away.

“Lexi,” he started and then seemed to stall.

He caught her gaze again as she shifted even closer, and his eyes were warm with want. 

She lifted her hand to trail her fingers down his jaw, the silky feel of his beard making her sigh. 

“Kiss me?” She asked softly as she looked at his mouth and craved the feel of it on her own.

“Lexi.” He said again, but this time it was full of caution.

She shook her head, her expression questioning. “Do you not want to?”

A rough laugh burst out of him and he put his hand on top of hers where it rested on his cheek. “That’s really not the problem.”

Lexi shrugged. “Then there really is no problem.”

She smiled at him and saw the moment he caved. His face lost its worry and left behind only passion as his mouth descended on hers. Beau’s lips were silky and plump as he brushed them gently against hers. The first touch made her gasp; the second made her moan softly and dart her tongue out to taste his full bottom lip. 

The action made Beau grunt, taking his hand off of hers and pushing it into her hair. He opened his mouth and caught her next moan on his tongue as he slipped it inside. He tangled it up with hers, tasting and teasing her as he sipped at her lips. He moved both hands to her cheeks and tilted her head so he could delve deeper.

She’d never been kissed like this, never felt like this. She was completely consumed in mere moments, completely lost in the way his mouth moved on hers, the way his rough palms felt against her skin. She wanted so much more; the kiss wasn’t slaking her thirst for him, it was increasing it, making her desperate for more.

Finally though, Beau wrenched his mouth from hers with a sucking noise that sounded obscene and made Lexi shiver. His warm breath fanned her cheek as touched his forehead to hers. 

“Oh sweetheart.” He said on an exhale. “We can’t do this.” He corrected himself. “I mean, I can’t do this. It’s wrong.”

Lexi was still breathless. “Is it?” She asked. “Why?”

Beau pulled further back, dropping his hands from her, and shook his head. “You know why. I’d be taking advantage of you.”

“Would you? I thought I was the one who asked for the kiss.”

Beau gave her a look. “Lexi.” He said again, the caution back in his tone, “You’re vulnerable right now, and it’s an asshole move to take advantage of that.”

“Really? Cause I think I’m stronger than I’ve ever been in my life right now.”

“That’s not what I mean…it’s just…” He shook his head again and stood up, putting even more distance between them. “I never should have let this happen. I’m sorry.”

Lexi began to feel embarrassment slipping in and she stood up too, waving her hand dismissively. 

“Hey look, it’s no big deal. We don’t have to make it into more than it was okay?” She patted his forearm. “Let’s just say it was a nice afternoon and leave it at that.” She gave him another smile and she hoped it looked more believable than it felt. 

“Lex I- “ Beau began, but she shook her head and started walking away.

“No, we’re good.”

Despite the distance she’d put between them, she still heard him curse quietly as he followed. She hoped the curse wasn’t directed towards her, and hoped the kiss hadn’t just ruined something beautiful between them.

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Broken Glock 06: The Ending - JHS (M)

Pairing: Mafia King!Hoseok X Assistant!Reader (ft. other members) Side Yoonmin

Summary: 

Hoseok is cold hearted, that's what everyone says. He is made of stone, no emotion runs through his veins, everyone believes it. Everyone but you. Because you have seen concern in his eyes and felt warmth in his touches. You have seen the real him, someone he doesn't acknowledge to be. And that's what has made you fall for him even though you believe you are nothing but a paid employee to him. But the reality is different. You're the only one that makes Hoseok a sane human being, he loves you with all of his heart, so much so that now he has started pushing you away from him to keep you protected from any harm. But will you two survive without each other? What if you can't? And what if you won't? 

Theme: Smut, Angst, mutual pining, and fluff 

Word count: 4,115

Warnings: Strong language, mentions of alcohol consumption, protected sex.

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A/N: So, the series ends here. Sorry that I am late to update, I was feeling way too lazy. But here it is. However, the epilogue is still yet to release, which will be released someday (Idk when).

My new series is on the way tho! :)

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Currently you are very disappointed, not in yourself but your very new boss turned boyfriend Jung Hoseok. The last time you saw him was Friday, when he fucked you in his office then confessed to you and then dropped you home with a goodnight kiss and a little, "see you on Monday" promise. On Saturday you received only one text from him that too was a good night message. And that's all. Even though you are dating for the first time in your 24 years of life, at least you know how things go between lovers for the first few months or at least a week. But there was hardly any similarity in your case. You refrained from calling or texting him since you have no-average boyfriend and you don't know when he is in a Mission or whatever it is they call it.

Right now it's lunch time and you waited for a message from him asking you to have lunch together. But again, you are disappointed. Not Hoseok but Jimin appears soon, and gains your attention with a knock on your desk. You stand up immediately and give him a pleasant smile, mirroring his.

"Have you had your lunch already or have you not gone yet?" Jimin asks.

"I was just about to go." You reply smiling at him.

"I am going to the bibimbap house across the street. Wanna join?" Jimin gives you one of his blinding smiles and you can't help pushing away all of your disturbing thoughts with an affirmative nod.

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"Congratulations.." Jimin says suddenly before taking a spoonful of his pork bibimbap.

"For what?" You enquire him tilting your head to the side, being confused about his sudden greetings.

"On getting the notorious mafia King on his knees for you." Jimin says casually as your eyes get wide, which makes him chuckle. "I mean congratulations on finally getting together, you two."

"Oh… yeah. Did he tell you… all?" You ask, to which Jimin nods.

"So, now it's only me who is rejected." Jimin says trying to be humorous but you don't budge. You keep a somber face and he stops chuckling.

"You know you can talk to me, Jimin." You say putting your hand on his as he gulps down his food and releases a sigh, "but I will never force you into it. You can tell me once you are comfortable enough." You complete.

"Hoseok hyung is brave, Y/N. He was at least capable of making his final choice. Some people are too afraid even to give their feelings some acknowledgement, even when the person standing on the other end is ready to risk it all." Jimin covers his face with his palm and sighs loudly.

You don't wanna be pushy. You don't wanna pry in his personal life but you can't help your curiosity and genuine worry for him. So you ask, "if I am not wrong, it's Mr. Min…. Isn't it?"

It seems as if Jimin got an electric shock as he quickly removes his hand from his face and looks at you with wide blown out pupils.

"Ho-how do you know?" Jimin asks.

"I am very observant Jimin. I knew it the day they left for Gwangju and we left for court. His expression said it all." You reply.

Jimin scoffs, "does he even have an expression on his face? He wears that famous Min Yoongi blank expression all the damn time."

"But he was clearly jealous of you and me talking to each other casually…. Just like Hoseok." You reply, hinting him about the things you managed to understand.

Jimin just lets out a sad chuckle in reply and returned his attention to the meal. You understand that he is not comfortable to let this conversation go any further, so you leave it as well, saving all of it for a better time.

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"Y/N, can you quickly go and hand these papers to Hoseok hyung?" Jimin says placing a manila file on your desk. Your heart flutters a little with the thought of seeing your boyfriend for the first time since you stepped into this relationship. However, your happy emotions are taken down by a sad one quickly as you remember he didn't even try to reach out to you the entire day. You didn't even hear of any serious mission or anything of that sort to keep him extra busy. As far as you know, he just had some meetings and some places to visit. Nothing too consuming to ditch you for the entirety of the day.

"Sure." You reply to Jimin as you pick up the file and set out for his office.

The elevator opens and you meet with an unexpected and unwanted guest, which is Kim Dahyun. You look at her in disbelief as you try to understand what the actual hell is she doing here in the building. Isn't Hoseok your boyfriend now? Didn't he just sleep with you two days ago? For what the fuck does he need Dahyun again? Your veins fill with anger and you know Hoseok has a lot to answer. But then you remember Dahyun has visited the building without Hoseok's permission once already because he had been ignoring her, so maybe it's the same this time?

"Are you getting in or not?" Dahyun asks you. You roll your eyes at her high pitched voice and step into the elevator.

"What are you doing here?" You ask her back as you get into the elevator.

"And why do I need to tell you that?" She scrowls.

"Because you know it's prohibited to visit the building without Mr. Jung's permission. And you are already doing it twice." You glare at her.

"Oh Y/N, let me remind you that you are not his guardian. And moreover, you are not even his assistant anymore and that is exactly why you don't know he almost begged to meet me today. Guess he has been missing me a lot lately." She rolls her eyes at you this time.

You get stiff at your place. So, Hoseok really asked her to come today. So, it was just a one time thing. You were his one night stand. You shake your head at the thought. No, Hoseok is not such a person and he confessed to you as well. There must be a reason why all of these are happening.

The elevator door slides open and catches your attention. Both of you take steps towards his office, while you take the lead Dahyun follows you closely behind. You knock on the office door and receive permission to enter.

As the door opens your eyes meet him and you give him a sweet smile, which goes totally ignored. You frown a little.

"Hoseok-ah, I am here." Dahyun says from behind and Hoseok's eyes divert from you to take Dahyun in totally. You don't like the sight, not even a little bit, but you try to stay professional.

"Mr. Park sent these papers." You say placing the file on his table. Hoseok only nods, his lack of emotions towards you digs holes in your heart. In the meantime, Dahyun sits down across Hoseok.

"You may leave now." Hoseok tells you, very coldly. You fail to understand the sudden sternness in his voice, your feets feel like they are glued to the ground as well. So with utter confusion and a bit of hurt you stand there, without moving an inch.

"I think you have heard me asking to leave you, Ms. Y/N." Hoseok says again and this time his voice is laced with a bit of anger? You suppose. Your reverie breaks down and you start to feel a bit dizzy. However, you let your heavy steps carry you away from your boss, and you can't say that he is your boyfriend anymore.

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"He has a reason, he has a reason." That is what you chant for the rest of your working hour. You don't want to let yourself overthink and conclude that Jung Hoseok only pretended to love you with a fake confession so that he can get him under you. Because if that is true then you may lose your trust in the sun and moon as well. You absentmindedly gather your things and put them in your bag to finally head out, get home, think or overthink, cry or drink yourself to sleep. Just when you are about to knock on Jimin's door, your phone vibrates with a notification. You take it in your hand to see that you have received a text from Hoseok. You hurriedly open your message box to see if he has anything exclusive to say about his behaviour earlier.

"Don't leave the building. I'll drive you home. Wait for me in the parking lot." Says the text. And you follow each of the words as a little lost lamb waiting for the shepherd to show you the way.

Leaning on a pillar located at the side of the big parking lot, you scroll through your social media. You scoff at your brother's pictures. He and his girlfriend are dating more and studying less. You make a mental note on lecturing him later on.

"Ready to go?" A voice interrupted your social media surfing and you almost drop your phone in terror. You look up to see your boss smiling at you as if nothing happened a few hours ago. You only look at him with a surprised expression.

"Did I scare you, baby?" Hoseok cooes and you only give a little nod averting your eyes from him. Soon you feel the gaps between your fingers are being filled with his firm warm fingers and you can't help feeling giddy. However, you know you have a lot to ask and he has a lot to answer.

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The ride to your home is silent, awkward and filled with tension. Hoseok is visibly nervous as well but he still only left your hand to shift gears.

"Um… Y/N, I had something to tell you." Hoseok says, parking his sleek black sedan in front of your apartment.

"Before that, you have a lot to answer. Mr. Jung." You cut him off. He opens his mouth to say something but you again interrupt him, "and I'm calling you Mr. Jung because you called me Ms. Y/N earlier. I should show you respect if you are doing the same."

Hoseok tries so hard to gulp his smile down. You are angry and that is the cutest sight to him. He knew you would be angry because of his behaviour earlier and he knows he has to pay the price. But, only he knows how much it is taking him not to turn you and devour your delicious lips to his heart's content.

"I am sorry, baby. I know you are angry and I am ready to answer whatever you have to ask." He says shifting his body a bit closer to yours.

"Why did you treat me so rudely in front of Dahyun? Are you going to keep doing whatever you were doing with her previously? Even after you have me?" You ask him, eyes turning a bit glassy.

"No. I have nothing to do with her anymore, Y/N. At least not the way I have been using her. She needs to be used differently this time." Hoseok says, giving your hand a reassuring squeeze. "And… I behaved coldly with you earlier because I can't let her know about us or anyone for that matter, it will be us and the six others, you can tell your brother if you want. And about Dahyun, She is working with Siwon. I already had a doubt but now that it has been confirmed I can't take any risk." Hoseok continues, "I threatened her today. Asked her to play a double game and named my penthouse in her name. But still, when it comes to you, your protection. I won't be taking any chances. She needs to believe you are nothing but an employee to me. And I had to put on that act earlier. I'm so sorry. I didn't want to hurt you, Y/N." He sighs.

The sincerity in his voice melts you completely but you decide not to show that. You only nod a little and say, "it's okay, I understand." You pause but then it clicks, "you did what? Named your penthouse in her name? Why?" You exclaim.

He nods and then opens his mouth to reason it out, "first of all because she is very greedy. The more wealth she receives the more faith she projects. And Siwon can't provide her with anything near to the worth of the penthouse. She knows quite a bit about Siwon's whereabouts and she's very useful to us right now. And secondly and most importantly because, I wanted to get rid of that penthouse."

"Why is that?" You enquire further.

"Because I want to move back home now. I am sure I won't be feeling lonely there anymore." He replies.

"Home? Is it the rumored house that you own, which is also the most expensive residential area in South Korea?" You place yet another question.

Hoseok chuckles at your innocence, "Yes. And…" he pauses as he grips your hand firmer and scoots a little closer to your body, "I want you to move in with me."

You laugh out loud, "Hoseok, it's just the fourth day of our relationship. How can you ask me to move in with you already?"

Hoseok gives you a beautiful smile as he proceeds to say, " I want to keep you close 24/7, Y/N. Given the fact that we can't really get all cozy in the building, I want to get you close for the rest of the day. And also, it will be better for your protection. I don't wanna take any chances when it comes to you." With that Hoseok brings your hand to his lips and places a small kiss on the back of your palm. "But I understand if you need some time to think about it. I'll respect your every decision, I promise." He completes.

You lean in and place a chaste kiss on his lips and give him a little, "okay". He pulls you in further and devours your lips as you kiss him back. His hand travels to your thighs squeezing it gently while hiking up your dress little by little. Just when he was about to touch your core, you break the kiss.

"Good night, Hoseok." You say giggling as he groans loudly but doesn't protest. He places another peck on your swollen lips and wishes you good night.

You get out of the car, wave at him and then walk towards your apartment entrance but suddenly you remember something so you run back to the car.

"I had something to tell you." You say leaning towards the window.

"I'm listening, baby" Hoseok says, giving you the most beautiful smile you have ever seen.

"Can you tell Mr. Min to be a little braver and embrace his feelings and emotions?" You let it out.

"What? What in the world? Wait…" hoseok paises, "is it about Jimin?"

"Oh, so you know?" You ask him.

"Yeah. I had an idea. But then I saw you and Jimin getting closer and thought…. Nevermind. Is he hurting Jimin?" Hoseok frowns.

"Both himself and Jimin. He is your friend Hoseok. Help him out in more ways than just business." You sigh.

"I'll talk to him. I promise." Hoseok smiles at you, which you return to him before finally retreating to your home.

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"So what's your next move?" Namjoon asks, sitting relaxed across Hoseok.

"Dealing with Siwon." Hoseok replies being as calm as ever.

"Dealing? What deal are you talking about?" Seokjin asks, raising an eyebrow.

"The deal of the family." Hoseok smirks, "I hope you guys understand what I mean."

"His mother, isn't it?" This time it's Yoongi, speaking while resting on the couch.

Hoseok's hums in agreement and a silent solution is decided for all the mess that Siwon has been creating in the building of the Bangtan Empire.

As the discussion approaches its ending, the members leave the room one by one.

"Yoongi Hyung, stay. I need to get some talking done." Hoseok says coldly as everyone looks at Yoongi with a teasing look.

"What did you do this time Min?" Seokjin teases him.

"Only Hoseok can enlighten me regarding that." Yoongi replies, approaching Hoseok and sits down across from him.

"So, what is it?" Yoongi starts once he is confirmed Namjoon and Seokjin left and the door is shut tight.

"You tell me what it is?" Hoseok places his cross-question, as Yoongi's brows frown. "Between you and Jimin." Hoseok completes his sentence, which makes Yoongi's eyes go wide but he regains his composure quickly.

"Why would there be anything between me and Jimin?" Yoongi replies being evidently nervous.

"I understand it can be personal, hyung. So, I will not dig it up. But…" the younger man sighs, "be a little brave. Monsters like us are not loved easily and when we are loved, we need to make sure we are keeping the person forever with us." He pauses again, "love makes us stronger only and pushing away the person we love is what makes us weak and cowardly. I hope you understand."

"Since when you started Bangtan philosophy classes, Jung?" Yoongi tries to lighten the tense mood.

"I'm serious, Min. Stop hurting yourself and him." Hoseok replies glaring at Yoongi.

"Is this an order?" Yoongi asks, glaring back.

"A suggestion from a friend." Hoseok says as he stands up from his chair in order to leave the room.

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The sound of heels on the basement floor make Siwon jerk his head up. He smiles mischievously at Dahyun, which she returns immediately.

"Tell me you have good news, Dahyun." Siwon says with a husky voice.

"Umm.. I actually have something else." Dahyun replies.

"What is it?" Siwon enquiries already feeling something off from the tone of Dahyun's voice.

"Jung Hoseok." Dahyun says simply.

"What? What do you-" and even before Siwon can complete his sentence, he hears multiple footsteps approaching them.

"Dahyun!! You bitch! You had the audacity of back-stabbing me." Siwon reaches for the gun that he has tugged in his waistband. But before he could pull the gun out, a firm hand captures him and a glock is placed on his temple within seconds.

And then Siwon's worst enemy, his father's murderer, comes in his view, Jung Hoseok. Siwon grits curses through his teeth as he tries to break through the hold but Jungkook's strength is not something usual.

"Calm down Siwon." Says Hoseok, with an amusing smile on his face.

"Are you so afraid of being defeated that now you are buying my people?" Siwon mocks.

Hoseok only chuckles in response. Sitting down on the available dusty chair, while Namjoon and Yoongi stand by his side, he says, "would you accept my invitation if I said I had a gift for you?"

"Gift? Huh! You think you can buy me? You think your gifts will be enough to pay for my father's death?" Siwon growls.

"And what if I say, yes?" Hoseok raises an eyebrow as a smug smile plays on his lips, "what if I say the gift is yours…" he pauses a bit to make the air even more tense, "...mother?"

Siwon stills, "wh-what? What are you saying? She died while giving birth to my brother."

"Well, that is what your monster father had told you and your brother. The truth is, he might be a good father to you but he was never a good husband. He was abusive and he almost killed your mother not once but twice. And when she was done giving birth to your brother, he abandoned her, right in her fucking labour clothes! And you know who rescued her? Bangtan. Mr. Bang himself provided her with a job and a place to live. She is still under our care. She wants to meet her sons but she is too afraid thinking they have taken after their father. Which is not wrong, is it?"

Siwon's face falls as the realization hits him. It's not that he ever saw his father being particularly good to his mother. He still remembers how his father didn't even let him see his mother's dead body and didn't even arrange his funeral. Sijung, his poor brother, grew up without any maternal affection. If it is true that his mother is still alive then his brother will still have a family if something happens to Siwon someday. It's a win-win situation if not a revenge. Isn't it?

"What do you want, Jung?" Siwon questions, after a little while.

"I want you to stop whatever you are doing. You know very well that I can kill you right here right now and take your organization under Bangtan but I am not like your father. I am not as cruel as he was, I only killed him because he laid his fingers on Mr. Bang. It was revenge." Says Hoseok, glaring at Siwon, "And in return, I would give you one chance to be good to your mother. Give her back the time and affection she lost."

Siwon nods, "Okay. Deal." Sighing in defeat.

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Sipping on his overpriced whiskey, Hoseok looks at the giant painting of a dandelion that is kept in the drawing room of his home. He thinks if you would like this one or would want to change it with something you prefer more. His chain or thoughts break as he receives a message and that is from you.

"So, I wanted to ask…. When am I shifting with you?"

Hoseok swears he never smiled this wide at anything. You agreed to move in with him and now he can have you with him as much as he wants. You are his, only his. Just like he is yours only yours.

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"Did everything complete successfully? I mean your shifting?" Jimin asks you through the phone.

"Yeah, Jimin. Everything is finely done. Not that it needed much effort anyway. Though, thanks for giving me the time off. Thanks a lot." You reply already feeling sloppy kisses on the nape of your neck as your boyfriend encircles his large arms around your waist.

"No problem, Y/N. It's-" Jimin is cut down by a male voice on the other line, "Y/N is busy right now, she will contact you later, Park." Hoseok says, snatching the phone from your hold and cutting the line without waiting for any reply.

"Can't stop thinking of Friday, baby. Mind reminding me of the time?" Hoseok says in between nibbling your neck.

You hmm in agreement and he doesn't waste another second to lift you up and get into the bedroom.

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Jimin packs everything up as he checks his wrist watch another time. Locking his office door just when he is about to step forward a voice makes him stop.

"Wanna grab a drink with me?" The owner of the voice proposes.

Jimin sighs as he turns back to face Yoongi, "No. Thanks." He takes his step away from the older man but Yoongi is adamant this time. He almost runs behind Jimin.

"I .. I need to talk to you." He says.

"And I don't." Jimin replies curtly.

"Please…." Yoongi says with a small voice, "Jiminie".

Jimin stills, that old nickname sent a shiver down his spine. No matter how strong Jimin acts he is always powerless when it comes to Yoongi.

"Where do you wanna go?" Jimin asks, finally giving up his facade. A gummy smile takes over Yoongi's face in no time.

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Hoseok pounds into you at an animalistic pace. Even though you have already cummed, he is fucking you through your overstimulation to chase his own high. Soon enough, he spills into the condom.

He ties it up and throws it into the garbage. Laying down beside you, he pulls you closer as you snuggle in his chest. You take a lung-full of his scent, you love it very much.

"I love you so much, Y/N. So so so much! I feel like I would die without you." Hoseok mumbles in your hair.

"Not even a month ago you said you didn't care whether I do the job or not and now you can't even live without me? Changing minds, don't you, Mr. Jung?" You tease.

Hoseok chuckles, "I was a stupid, Y/N. Who thought he could live without the girl he is crazily in love with. Thanks for showing me the right way. Thanks for loving me even when I was a complete douchebag" He says drawing circles on your bare back.

"I loved you even when you ordered me to invite different girls each night. I loved you when you didn't even see that I wore green dresses because you love the colour. I loved you when you reassigned me. I loved you when you said you didn't care. I loved you when you screamed at me right after kissing me back. I loved you all along and I promise I will always love you. I'll mend the glock so that it isn't broken anymore." You snuggle even closer.

A tear slips Hoseok's eyes as he embraces you with everything he has. He promises silently to love you even more. Because you are his always and forever.

The end...

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TW: Mention of Death

Rainy Days

"The rain was always your favorite. You always loved listening to it patter against the rooftops. Remember when we would sit out on the porch and just listen to the rain. You loved the smell of the rain, too. You opened all the windows in the house, and it would always smell like fresh air and clean laundry," Sugawara said, stroking your cheek.

He smiled as he looked down at you. You were always beautiful but right now you looked like an angel. Especially in the white dress you were wearing.. Never in his life had he met someone so perfect, there can't be someone so perfect. Until you came into his life.

"I remember that first day I met you. It was our third year and you transferred to Karasuno and when you walked into my class you knocked me off my feet. The more I got to know you the more I fell. I was so nervous every time we studied together because my heart was pounding. I thought you could hear it."

He lifted your left hand so he could brush his thumb over your fingers and the engagement ring that adorned your finger.

"When I asked you to marry me it was at nationals when we won. You were waiting to congratulate us on the win and I couldn't stop myself from dropping down on one knee and asking. Everyone was surprised because we only dated for a short while but like I said. You were my one and only."

He felt hot tears spring to his eyes as he desperately tried to blink them away.

"Suga. It's time," Daichi reported, clapping a hand on his back.

"Looks like it's time for you to shine Angel," Sugawara said, his voice breaking.

Sugawara left the room you were in to take his seat in the front row in between Daichi and Asahi. Asahi gave him a comforting squeeze on his shoulder. He felt others hands on his shoulders in support. When the doors opened everyone stood up and turned to look at his beautiful girl.

He felt like his heart was being ripped out of his chest as he saw you come down the aisle. He didn't pay much attention to what the priest was saying, he couldn't focus on anything except for his beloved.

It wasn't often Suga felt overwhelmed but he needed to take a break. He exited out of the room and outside to feel the cold air from the rain hit his skin. He walked to the edge of the railing and reached out his hand to let the droplets of rain fall into his hand.

"When I imagined you coming down the aisle, I didn't imagine you in a casket," Sugawara cried softly. He feels like this is one giant nightmare and that at any moment he will wake up to find you curled up into his side.

He remembers when he lost you. You and him were coming back from a date. you both had been busy at your jobs and wanted a nice evening together. Walking back to the apartment, you wanted to take an evening stroll through the park. Suga wasn't going to deny your request. You were enjoying each other's company when you both overheard an argument, and then shots rang out. Suga tried to shield you but ended up getting shot anyway. He tried his hardest to save you, but...

"Come on, Angel. Don't do this to me. Fight to stay alive, baby, please," Sugawara pleaded as he used his coat to try and stop the bleeding.

"Koushi. I'm not going to make it. Even if you can get me to a hospital it's slim chance to none I won't be able to pull through," you said softly.

"No, don't talk like that. That's negative talk. You just need to hold out a little longer."

You smiled up at him, reaching out to touch his cheek, "I know it is but it's the truth. And the truth always hurts. I don't feel pain anymore and I feel cold. Both are bad signs."

He held your hand that cradled his cheek and stroked your head with the other. He knew you weren't going to survive this. You were bleeding out too fast.

"I love you, my Angel," he said as he kissed your palm.

"I love you too, Koushi. Forever and always." He felt you go limp and he wailed out in agony as he just lost the love of his life.

He cried for days on end. He couldn't sleep and on nights he did get some shut eye he slept on the couch. Why would he sleep in a bed if you weren't there with him? He didn't eat very much and took very little care of himself.

When the team heard the news they were quick to move. Daichi and Asahi moved into his home to take care of him while everyone else took care of the funeral plans, only bothering Suga for his input on colors and style choices.

Everyone asked for time off from their jobs to be in support of their former teammate. Suga always supported everyone else and now it was time for them to return the favor.

Sugawara looked up towards the sky and saw the clouds part to let sunshine through. He saw a rainbow cast across the sky. He chuckled to himself and shook his head. He turned to walk back inside to join his friends.

A few hours later and everyone had left. Now just stood Suga with you in an empty room. He walked towards your casket and silently prayed before standing to look at you again.

"You were right about the rain. I never knew why you liked it so much. You always talked about going overseas to a state where it rained ninety percent of the time. Now I think I understand. 'You can't have a rainbow without a little rain.' Even though you're gone you still manage to make me feel better. I miss you everyday. I wish I could hold you one last time. I will always love you, Angel. Forever and always."

Suga leaned down and pressed his lips against your forehead. He put his forehead to yours and let out a breath. He knew things wouldn't go back to normal, and it was going to be rough without you, but this too shall pass, and he knows that if he keeps you in his heart, he can make it through.

[verylostkirukunstuff]

` Peaceful Reader AU ` [ 1 ]

Weakling

- Madness combat x reader

Warning : Death(?) , Trigger , Emotional (?) , diseases

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" what-.what do you mean My child won't last more than two years? "

" We are sorry, your child has a very weak body. So they also had other diseases. We can't help them. "

One Doctor spoke and stare at the weakling grunt name ' y/n '

" the best You should spend time with your child before they can rest for eternity. "

After speaking, they left the room.

Your Pov :

I started to look at my mother She cried and hugged me tight, I feel weak, can't do anything, just lay in the hospital waiting to die.

" mom, don't cry.. I'm still here hehe.. "

I hugged my mother with a smile.

" My dear. I just-.. *sob* just feel unfair. "

Her words hurt my heart again.

" Can you at least smile at me? I want to see your smile again! "

" I-I will try.. "

She smiled at me as her tears fell. She kissed my forehead and left the room. She left two lilies on the flower jar. I hold 1 Lilly and look at it .

" I wish someone could help me be normal again, I don't want to be a weakling .. It's so alone.. I want to be free and be myself again.. "

I mumbled and stare at a lily. Later, an unknown door opened. I saw a mysterious figure in a cloak with stars on they face. They walked up to me and touched my forehead. I feel very warm and relaxed.. Unconsciously, my eyes began to close.

" Wake up , Weakling "

I heard a strange sound calling my name. I feel very dizzy.. but try to focus around.. Just a moment! Where am I?!!!

" Ah, you're finally awake "

"Excuse me, where am I? Who are you? So what am I doing here?? "

I have a lot of questions in my head. but don't want to ask-

" You're in my realm, I'm The Maker "

" The Maker?.. Hmm "

" You don't need to know much about me, weakling "

" Alright ! But can you tell me what I'm doing here?? "

I asked Them to know his answer.

" You should calm down. You're here because I have a job for you. "

They spoke and looked down at me.

" a job? for me? I'm only a child not even older. "

I mumbled and glance at him.

" Easy work, don't worry, you will become sane grunt, But the incurable disease remains with you. "

They began to go down on my level. he smirk about how short I was.

" Uhm.. Can you tell me what incurable disease means? "

They stunned at my word, like somethings very wrong about it?

" Didn't that doc tell you?"

I stare at they and shook my head.

" Hmm. Incurable disease in this sense is 'Ice blood' You will feel cold all the time and have a weak body. But I wonder why you can survive longer than normal grunt.. because the disease can only kill people in 2 days. "

They stare at me and pat me like I'm a little puppy.

"But it can also make grunt around you relaxed and calm, you know? "

They began to carry me and floating up, I see many stars on the sky It so beautiful.. I never seen this before..

" Well the job is live as sane grunt and make grunt around you calm . "

They closed my eyes and send me somewhere.. Will I able to be warm like that again?

- Present Time -

Somewhere at Nevada

Your POV : It been long time that I Live in Nevada and still not die yet-Many people died from the three criminals by joining the AAHW. But good for me I don't join the AAHW things.. Because I have a weak body plus Fighting is not for me, remember the job that the maker told me? yes ' live as sane grunt and make grunts around me calm. ' I rarely to show up on the public or many place, so many people don't recognize me.

Let get back to the point.. I'm sitting with a friend named.. ' Hank J. Wimbleton ' I know he's crazy person but he not attacking me and asking me for being his pal. I feel so curious right now- I decided to whisper to him.

" hey! how was your day "

Hank turn to me, damn he look so scary too.

" Good. "

" that's a great, I will go now we can hangout tomorrow ! "

I nervous about his answer would be..

" can I follow you. "

Yes, Like I thought he would said that

" no no! hank.. I want to have my personally space too- "

" You know that, you can't stop me. "

" If you follow me, I will not let you hangout tomorrow. "

I sigh and hug him before walking away, he stunned about 5 minutes and wave back at me.

walking away from him is not really good choice but I will let him choose about follow me or go back to his place. I walking back to my house that look like abandoned house, of course.. I made my house look sinister so nobody will enter my house while I'm resting :)

I opened the door, inside my house clean don't even have trash on the table or on the floor. I walked up to the second floor. there only have a bed for one grunt, I changed my clothes and took off the scarf and hat. another day of life , another day of memories .

" Don't worry about your life time, [ Y/N ] . "

" You are their weakness, you know? "

(( hello! this is my first time that writing this stuff if there have some mistake . I'm apologies! TvTT

[viatagrinner]

Gilbert von Obsidian. Chapter 7

MC recalls words about how Clavis warned her to be careful of geniuses.

Gilbert brings the girl to her room and places her on the bed.

Gilbert: Yeah. Here we are.

Habit is a terrible thing.

At first she was uncomfortable, but then, maybe because few people saw them, she got used to it.

She reflects on the party. Why did he invite her? To get more people to see them together, to isolate her?

Suddenly the prince calls out to her. His face is too close.

Gilbert: I was right in front of you, but you didn't seem to be in the mood.

MC: You're too close.

Gilbert: I think it's a good chance to admire a pretty face, don't you?

(Oh, I know.)

Gilbert: If you get too cheeky, I'll want to tease you.

Sensing something wrong, the girl turned her face away.

Gilbert: Okay, I'm going home. You can kiss me goodnight if you want.

The heroine doesn't want to kiss him, but she offers him a drink of water. He is out of breath.

The prince smiles.

МС: A smile won't fool me.

She could hear his hoarse breathing.

(Carrying me from garden to room is an impossible burden, if I think about it?)

Gilbert: ....Huh, I couldn't hide it.

He sits down on the bed in relief.

Gilbert: Miss Bunny was lighter than I thought, so I hoped I could do it, but...

Gilbert: I have a little bit of... endurance issues.

MC: ...That's suprising.

Gilbert: I usually hide it well. It's my It's my only weakness.

She realizes then at the Baron's, he was deliberately avoiding the strain.

MC: But can you talk that much about yourself?

Gilbert: If we're together all the time, you'll find out sooner or later, right?

Only a few people in his homeland know about his weakness.

Gilbert: I have a soft spot in my heart for Miss Bunny. I wonder what you'll do to me, I'm scared!

No, it's the heroine who is scared, she knows the main weakness of the one everyone is afraid of.

Pouring water into a glass, she handed it to Gilbert. He vigorously began to drink.

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Gilbert, pulling the girl's skirt up to her knee, reveals that he knows about her sore leg.

Gilbert: If you hid your wounds from me, then someone must have done this to you, right?

Gilbert: I'm tempted to kill the person for being so rude to my prey.

She tries to think of something, but it doesn't work on Gil, who grew up, in a country where you can't survive if you're not sensitive to lies.

The prince says that if nothing is done, she will continue to be mocked like this.

MC: If I beg, will you listen to me?

Gilbert: It depends on my mood.

The girl tells the prince that she feels like he's worried about her.

For him, excitement is disgusting. He just doesn't like uncontrollable events.

MC thinks about the fact that there is always something behind his kindness. But immediately she blames herself for not being able to thank him.

Gilbert, looking at the heroine, calls her kind. Why? Because she feels guilty about the villain.

MC: ....Are you feeling sick?

Gilbert: Me? Not at all.

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Gilbert: It's a fact that my good intentions and bad intentions are one and the same.

MC: It's painful.

(The pain may increase every time I spend more time with Prince Gilbert.)

Even if Gilbert were a truly good prince, he couldn't open his heart.

Such is the relationship between the prince of the enemy country and "Belle."

Gilbert: ....."He's" right, you are a little dangerous.

He stood up. His breathing was normal.

Gilbert: I just didn't like that about you.

MC: You hated me from the beginning, didn't you?

Gilbert is surprised. Why would the girl think that?

In her opinion, if he was interested in her, he wouldn't go near her.

His kindness is a deadly poison.

A moment later, lively laughter erupted in the room.

Gilbert: Hahaha... You're right. Maybe I don't like everything about you.

(...Like you just figured that out.)

Gilbert: I don't like you, so I'll be nicer to you from now on.

His cold fingertips parted the girl's bangs, and then Gilbert touched his lips to her forehead.

His act was incredibly gentle, awkwardly sweet, but the suffocating feeling didn't go through her heart.

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A few hours later, after Gilbert left her room. She knocked on Chevalier's bedroom door.

Standing next to Chevalier was a long-haired man. This man, judging by his uniform, was from an elite unit of the Royal Guard.

But the business with the guardsman was over, and the guardsman walked silently out of the room.

She noticed that he had a badge of honor on his chest with a white tiger on it.

Chevalier carelessly remarked that it was a spy who was watching Gil.

Judging by the way he greeted her as if it were quite natural, perhaps he expected the heroine to arrive with a "50/50 probability."

The scene where Chevalier calmly puts the sword away in its scabbard after killing the assassin is still on her mind.

She asks if Gilbert had anything to do with it.

Chevalier: I can't say it's right or wrong. But it is definitely an omen of trouble.

Chavalier: The Eyepatch is credited with making a significant contribution to Obsidian's territorial expansion in the previous decade.

Chavalier: I know of seven countries that have been absorbed and merged into one.

According to the prince, there have been no major wars other than the battle ten years ago. The borders have many military clashes, but there have been no major military campaigns.

MC: ...Even though there has been no war, has the country expanded its territory?

Chevalier: By "trampling"/"conquering" is meant not only subjugation by force.

She recalls a meeting with domestic bureaucrats.

MC: Domestic bureaucrats say he rules by force.

Chevalier points out that this was the case 10 years ago.

MC: ....It's different now.

Chevalier: Yes. It looks like he's leading an independent army.

Chevalier: What he is initially good at is mind control, a beast that manipulates people and makes them give up the country of their own free will.

Chevalier: I have heard that seven recently absorbed nations have surrendered to Obsidian.

Chevalier: It's possible, that's why he's called the "World Disaster".

Chevalier: We also know that the absorbed nations have something in common.

Chevalier: And even Rhodolite could see signs of trouble to come.

MC: Is that what happened today?

Chevalier sighed wearily.

Chevalier: No, it was anti-royalist.

MC: Anti-royalist groups have also been involved in previous riots in the Orphanage.

Chevalier: Perhaps this is the reason for the increased activity. The disaster begins with a split in national opinion.

Chevalier: It is a clash between the so-called monarchy and anti-monarchy organizations. The Eyepatch takes advantage of that breakdown.

Chevalier does not know how Gilbert controls the kings of other countries.

MC thinks there are people everywhere who are dissatisfied with power, but she didn't know there were such people in Rhodolite. But that may be because she lives in a confined world.

Chevalier continues the conversation: After the war between Obsidian and Rhodolite, the number of anti-royalist organizations grew.

The previous king must have had problems with diplomacy.

They had to "sacrifice" many people to repel the attack on Rodolite.

MC, remembering the events of the day in the garden, chose not to specify what Chevalier meant.

Chevalier: Today's incident is a continuation of that one. No, perhaps the situation is worse than I thought it would be.

MC: Does this have something to do with Prince Gilbert's visit to Roadlight?

Chevalier: There is no doubt about that. But the anti-royalist faction is not monolithic either. So far they have managed to get away without purging.

But she hears no further words.

(Leon is a prince who values the idea of closeness to people as much as he cares for the private orphanage....)

But Chevalier is different; he will make sacrifices to preserve the state.

But which position is right and which is wrong, she cannot say.

The prince knows that she is going to his "stupid younger brother's" party.

MC: What does Mr. Clavis' evening have to do with anti-royalists?

But Prince didn't answer. The miss understood it to mean, "You go there, you'll find out for yourself."

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Gilbert, Luke, and MC arrived at Clavis' estate. Getting to the party was a real challenge.

Gilbert: Luke, there's a trap three steps ahead, so be careful.

Luke, carrying MC on his shoulder, took a long leap.

The younger of the princes is indignant, why are there so many traps in Clavis' estate?

Gilbert unmistakably tells where this or that trap is.

Luke manages to jump and dodge.

Gilbert: Nice, Luke. We would have been prey if a physical monster like you hadn't taken the lead.

Luke: You're... It's kind of cool.

(Luke, who keeps dodging traps thanks to his natural motility, is also awesome.)

(Prince Gilbert, who sees all the cleverly placed traps, is also amazing.)

Clavis' estate seemed sinister to the heroine at first sight.

There were no people or horse-drawn carriages anywhere.

MC wants Luke to let her go, but he refuses.

Luke: It is my responsibility to hold you in my arms today.

MC: ...Somehow, I kind of feel bad/I feel kind of guilty.

Luke: What apology. I'm doing what I want to do, so don't worry about it.

Luke: Well, if Rio finds out, he'll come back and bite me/Well, if Rio knew about it, he'd bite me.

MC: Speaking of which, Rio seems busy lately, except for mornings and nights...

Gilbert: Oh, that's because Silvio works a lot, isn't it?

Gilbert: I think he was actually trying to make you the hostess... The butler-boy noticed this and reacted furiously, so he works for you not to be touched.

MC didn't know about it.

The girl is sad that she didn't know what her friend was doing because she was busy with her own problems.

Gilbert asks her not to worry about Rio.

Luke: You're the one who put your hand around Rio's neck to keep him away, aren't you?

Gil laughs.

Suddenly his trunk drowned out the sound of breaking glass. Someone screamed.

Gilbert: Hmm... People are so ugly.

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Gilbert's Masterlist

[crabs-with-sticks]

Put the Stars to Shame: A Gale x Tav playlist

Letter To An Old Poet by boygenius ~~ Last Words of a Shooting Star by Mitski ~~ Through Me (The Flood) by Hozier ~~ Dog Days are Over by Florence + The Machine ~~ Northern Attitude by Noah Kahan & Hozier ~~ First Light by Hozier ~~ Hello my Old Heart by The Oh Hellos ~~ Graceland Too by Phoebe Bridgers ~~ Has Anyone Ever Written Anything for You by Stevie Nicks ~~ Home to Me by Devil and the Deep Blue Sea ~~ Something Just Like This by The Chainsmokers & Coldplay ~~ Inkpot Gods by The Amazing Devil ~~ Fair by The Amazing Devil

Meta, commentary, and extracts for each song under the cut :)

Letter to an Old Poet

You’re not special, you’re evil / you don’t get to tell me to calm down / you made me feel like an equal / but I’m better than you, and you should know that by now

Slate has a lot of baggage in her life, coming from an abusive long term relationship with Malus and abusive parents, and escaping indentured servitude (read: slavery). Despite that, she has survived, though with deep scars. She has the same theme of ‘abuse’ as the other origin characters, except rather than breaking free of those toxic relationships, she is dealing with the aftermath of leaving abuse behind and how to survive beyond it.

Last Words of a Shooting Star

I always wanted to die clean and pretty / but I’d be too busy on working days / so I am relieved that the turbulence wasn’t forecasted / I couldn’t have changed anyway

From Gale’s perspective after being infected with the tadpole. With the orb, he wanted to be able to die meaningfully and in forgiveness, not in body horror ceremorphosis. Ultimately though, he was prepared to die, this is just an unexpected method. It could be worse- he is relieved that he is far from those he loves, and that his affairs are mostly in order. At least this way, he thinks, his death won't be as hard on Tara and his mother (they’ll think of me kindly / when they come for my things)

Through Me (The Flood)

Picture a man /... swimming out beyond the breakers / like he's done his life before / he feels a coming of the squall / will drag him out a greater length / but knows his strength, and tries to gather it / and he swims on

Following their abduction, Slate and Gale’s situation seems hopeless, and it seems foolish to waste energy struggling. Nonetheless, they join up with the rest of the party, gathering their strength to meet the oncoming storm. It may be impossible, but there is still value in trying.

Dog Days are Over

Happiness hit her like a train on a track / coming towards her, stuck still, no turning back / she hid around corners and she hid under beds / she killed it with kisses and from it she fled

Slate and Gale are both somewhat estranged from happiness. So, when they start to form a bond with the other, they instinctively try to push it away. Slate because she knows that you can only be betrayed by those you trust, and Gale because he thinks himself a dead man walking.

Northern Attitude

If I get too close / and I’m not how you hoped / forgive my northern attitude / oh I was raised out in the cold /… oh I was raised on little light

Slate hasn’t had an easy life, and while she does like Gale, she worries that she is too damaged to be with him. This song is her begging him to forgive her for keeping her heart walled off from the world, trying to assure him that she does love him, even if she can’t say it.

First Light

The sky set to burst / the gold and the rust / the colour erupts /... the sun coming up / like I lived my whole life / before the first light

A classic of Gale playlists (thanks Tim!). Gale letting in the flood of light that Slate is for him, letting himself see colour again. In one sudden moment he is realising what it means to love somebody who brings warmth to him life (unlike somebody we could mention)

Hello My Old Heart

Hello, my old heart / it’s been so long / since I’ve given you away / and every day, I add another stone / to the walls I built around you / to keep you safe

Slate starts to deconstruct the walls around her heart, opening herself up to Gale, and allowing herself to be vulnerable to him. She still isn’t convinced that it won’t end with her brokenhearted, but she is starting to think that even if it all ends in tragedy, the happiness from the good parts will make it worth the pain.

Graceland Too

No longer a danger to herself or others / she made up her mind and laced up her shoes / yelled down the hall, but nobody answered / so she walked outside without an excuse

This song is about loving somebody who is self destructive and mentally ill. One one side, it depicts the suicidal path Gale is being pushed down by Mystra and Elminster. On the flip side, it depicts the struggle for Slate of loving somebody who is suicidal. Ultimately, Gale chooses to find a new path.

Has Anyone Ever Written Anything for You

Has anyone ever written anything for you? / in your darkest hours / have you ever heard me sing?

Gale to Slate. He knows the she hasn't had many people who have truly been on her side and there for her. Gale wants her to know that she is worthwhile, and that she is worthy of his love; that she deserves to have words and actions of love given to her.

Home to Me

How dare you love me like you never known fear?

Slate to Gale. This portrays Slate’s astonishment at how vulnerable Gale lets himself be. He seems to dive into their love without fear, despite the orb in his chest, despite the very real possibility of the world ending and their souls being destroyed. And despite all that, he is still choosing to love her rather than shutting out the potential of pain.

Something Just Like This

I’m not looking for somebody with some superhero gifts / some superhero / some fairy tale bliss / just something I can turn to / somebody I can kiss / I want something just like this

Slate doesn’t need Gale to be a god. She doesn’t need him to be Chosen. She doesn’t need him to be a powerful wizard. She only wants something just like this.

Inkpot Gods

And to those gods, I will speak bluntly / “we’ve an accord, if you ever touch or harm him / please rest assured that you might not fear a man / but to a woman, by the end, you’ll kneel and plea, ‘cause I’m more than what my mum told me to be”

An anthem to growing despite and overcoming trauma. As two highly traumatised people, Slate and Gale can’t fix mental illness with love, but they support each other, have the other’s back, and rejoice in recovery. Its also Slate's 'stay the fuck away Mystra' song.

Fair

He'll trip and she'll pretend not to have seen / Burying her head into his chest and clinging to the moment / "Where have you been?" she'll whisper/ "I've waited oh so long for you to come" / And as the stars above them hum and hear them / He'll turn to her and say, "That's what she said"

Slate and Gale travel to Waterdeep to start anew. Their love is strong and deep, and their bond has been tested time and time again. Yet, there is also beauty in the mundanity of love; in the everyday. This song has so many great lines it was hard to choose. I love how this song contrasts grand gestures of love (she promises to fight them all when it all becomes too much) and the day-to-day moments (you don’t need to pretend to be someone you’re not / ‘cause it’s not like I’ve never heard you fart and snore). Gale is a man of big, romantic gestures (conjure a beautiful starscape for your lover, intertwine your souls in the astral plane), but the everyday moments are just as beautiful and meaningful, and only become more so after Gale rejects godhood to remain mortal.

[whatsa-bi-as]

Yours forever

Na Jaemin x gn reader

genre; angst

plot; Jaemin's last letter home stirs many emotions

warnings; war, mentions of death

word count; 850

networks; @kflixnet @k-radio @ankathi-a

“My love,

Writing to you is one of my favourite ways to pass the time, just the thought of you seems to make the seconds tick by faster. Despite where I am, we have far too much free time these days but don’t worry about me, life is good here.

Your last letter made me incredibly happy; it’s so nice to hear you and Mother are safe and getting along. Rest assured that I miss you too. Those in charge are saying that it shouldn’t be long before we get to go home. Apparently there’s been progress in the political side of things, so it shouldn’t be long until I get to see you smile in person.

My guardian angel, Jeno says that I’ve survived for so long by looking at that picture you sent a few months ago. The nurses agree too. They say the only reason I’m still here is because your smile gives me the will to continue.

Speaking of nurses, I was surprised to see Yeji at the medical station. I was under the impression that she was staying at home to train others instead of coming to the front lines. Nonetheless it was nice to see another familiar face in such a foreign landscape however I wish it wasn't under such awful conditions.

Do you remember that young boy I told you about? Jisung? Well the fool took a hit for me; Two pieces of shrapnel to the thigh! Luckily he should make a full recovery but still, how foolish do you have to be to do that to yourself? 

We got told last night that he would be sent back home so if a shy, tall boy pays you a visit just remember to ask if Jaemin sent him!”

Sure enough that boy did pay a visit. Jaemins description of him in past letters was accurate because a tall, pale boy with black hair and crutches was standing at your door.

Except you couldn’t focus on any of that, instead his red eyes and wet cheeks demanded attention and the look of sadness on his face caused a pain in your chest. Extending his hand which held a yellow envelope you knew all too well what was inside and that pain exploded into shock and grief.

Placing the envelope into your hand he softly said 

“I knew Jaemin well. He was a calm and happy man who helped us all in our darkest hours. I’m home because I wanted to protect him but it meant that I wasn’t there to help when he needed it most. Why don’t you sit down? This can’t be easy for you.”

Jisung sat with you while you cried for hours that day. The half read letter from the love of your life forgotten as you cried over the three letters that tore through your heart.

K.I.A

Killed in action.

“My love, I know it’s hard. I want nothing more than to hold you in my arms and the world to be righted but it won't be long until those dreams become a reality. I promise that we'll be together soon. I will kiss you and hold you and act as if these months haven't passed. Just hold on a little longer and we'll be together once again. No matter how hard the universe may try, it can't keep us apart forever.”

A world without Jaemin felt cold and dull. And a home without him felt empty. The kitchen where you had once danced and cooked felt like a skeleton of what it once was as you now knew that he would never twirl you around without a care in the world. 

Sat there at the too quiet table, forcing yourself to eat, you noticed the half read letter. The last words to you from the man you loved. Opening the paper was like turning on a tap as the tears began to flow down your cheeks once again.

“My feelings towards you are stronger than any anger and my darling those feelings of love and awe are what will give us the strength to wait.

For now I look at your picture, look at your sparkling eyes and angelic smile and know that you are there to protect me from whatever may come.

I will see you soon my love.

Yours forever,

Na Jaemin”

In that moment a feeling of warmth spread over you. As if the man you had wanted to spend the rest of your life with was now looking over you from beyond the grave. 

You were his guardian angel during his time of need and now he’s looking over you. Even though it hurt so badly to go on without him by your side, Jaemin would always be with you in some way. In life he was your rock and even in death he found a way to comfort you from the world that never stops turning. 

Money and greed are what cause these wars to start but love is what helps the world to heal after the damage has been done.

[dad-zac]

"This won't do." Isaac poked at the wound in the phoenix's otherwise unmarred side. Getting past the fact that anyone in their line of duty could live so long and have almost no wear and tear to show for it, the wound itself was surprisingly bad. Isaac's brow must have furrowed with his spiraling worries.

"Give me a couple of days here, like this, I'll be good as new." Mason's smile was brighter than it had been, though the unmistakable weight of recent events - maybe the fallout of recent events, was starting to show. But that was true enough for all of them. It was part of why the captain made the call.

They shared a smile, basking a bit before Isaac reached out for Mason's hand. He wasn't really sure what he was doing but he pressed the phoenix's solid, heavy hand to his chest, hoping somehow the gesture would help Mason feel what he was trying to say as he inevitably rambled over his prepared talking points.

"I feel like I'm always trying to find another way to say thank you." Isaac chuckled, a little sheepish. But Mason never looked away.

"You know you don't have to."

"I know." Isaac swallowed.

Mason would be more aware than most of the uptick in his breathing and his heart rate. He wondered if Phoenix had any way to sense or detect pheromones or if he had some sort of infrared heat vision eyeball lense or however it all worked. The only thing he knew for sure about Cerberus was that for them nothing was too far.

It was strange how the first time he met Mason the man was little more than a science experiment, a contract killer, a pawn in a very important game to him. Mason made it possible for Isaac to see the Phoenix as people. Victims of Cerberus who experienced things no one should have to know and survived things that most people would not be able to. But people underneath their enhancements and at the end of the day.

But now here they were. Hiding away and Isaac's childhood treehouse but the only thing the captain could think of was how much closer he wanted to be. He squeezed his hand around Mason's wrist. He was so warm. So solid. Isaac wasn't sure he would even be able to make himself let go. Everything about mason just made him want to fold.

"I treasure your friendship. Your partnership. Working with you is the highlight of my day. Sitting next to you in the middle of the night-" Isaac huffed a little chuckle but Mason only leaned closer and waited. "I couldn't bear to lose what we have now, Mase."

He squeezed Mason's wrist again before the Phoenix let him drag the same hand to his lips. Isaac couldn't help the way his eyes fluttered shut or the helpless little hum from the back of his throat as he let himself rub his face into Mason's warm hand. God how long had he ached to feel him. To open his mouth and just be able to breathe Mason in. He was intoxicating.

"But Mason." His voice lowered and something more serious shadowed the captains dark eyes. "I couldn't live with myself if I didn't tell you that I want to be closer to you. That I've wanted you for months. That I dream of you. That I wake up and wonder if I can find you before the coffee gets cold. That every time a hard call comes down the pipeline you're the first piece of advice. That just the word Huntsman could get me hard." He closed his eyes to kiss the phoenix's fingertips. How long had he dreamed of them. There were so many things about Phoenix that Isaac suddenly couldn't wait to know.

"It's-its okay if that's one-sided." He lowered the man's hand but couldn't bring himself to let him go, entwining their fingers in his lap to search Mason's eyes. "I couldn't stand to lose what we have. But Mase. If you're interested…"

They shifted together and suddenly Mason's scent was so much stronger. Isaac throbbed at the way Mason's eyes glinted knowingly. But he still seemed like he was waiting for a GO.

Isaac could hardly believe himself or the way he curled his free hand around the back of Mason's neck, still holding his other hand captive in the captains lap, if only because he couldn't make himself let the man go. It was harder to believe the way Mason leaned in, but he definitely leaned in, making Isaac shiver when their lips just barely brushed.

"I'd love to get a whole lot closer." Isaac managed to whisper before Mason caught his lips.

[krys-loves-otome]

for the chara ask meme: yasu, mitsun, mitsuhide? 👀 also a bit curious about yoshimoto!

Put A Character in My Ask Box and I'll Give My Onion on Them

Ieyasu

who? | only know their name | loathe | ugh | overrated | indifferent | dead | alive | just okay | cute | badass | my baby | hot | want to marry | favorite

Like I said in one of the previous iterations, I'm not the biggest fan of tsuns. The emotional yo-yoing wouldn't be good for my heart so, at best, I'd prefer him more as a platonic love rather than as a romantic one.  I liked his dynamic in Masamune's route where he was trying to be MC's reality check as he knows what a whirlwind Masa can be and he didn't want her to be hurt because of it. Heck, I still smile thinking of Masa's romantic end after they had cliff-dived to escape Kennyo and Yasu pulls MC away from Masa because he didn't want her catching her death from being wet and cold the entire ride home while he just looks at Masa like 'you'll live. I won't like it, but you'll survive, somehow, by whatever hell streak has allowed you to live thus far.'

But as a love interest, with romantic intent? Pass. I think I had a similar problem when I was playing Mozart's route, where MC is more… I guess bubbly and happy, if that's the word I'm looking for?  The MC's in those routes both seem very determined to make the grumpy sourpuss that says mean things to them to like them and change their sourpuss ways and I'm just here like 'why?' Be mean to me and I'll do my damnedest to avoid you, don't need that kind of negativity affecting my vibe, no thanks. Maybe I might have liked him a little more if the MC was a little more cynical and not put up with his tartness? Bite him back, so to speak.

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Mitsunari

who? | only know their name | loathe | ugh | overrated | indifferent | dead | alive | just okay | cute | badass | my baby | hot | want to marry | favorite

Sweetest bean! He deserves all the hugs and forehead kisses. Though he is the sweetest bean, however, I feel like cybirb kinda infantilizes him too much. I mean, I often headcanon him as demisexual (because I always love me some ace headcanons), but there are points where I want to remember that Mitsun is very much a capable adult that is capable of doing adult activities, but cybirb makes it hard to do that. There is a difference in have no interest in something and being completely ignorant of it, and I think cybirb leans a little too hard into the ignorant part of Mitsunari's sexual capacity (and Ikevamp's Vincent… and IkeRev's Luka).

Other than that, again, sweetest bean to bean that does his best in whatever he tries. He's got some self-esteem issues but I still love him despite it. We can work on those issues together.

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Mitsuhide

who? | only know their name | loathe | ugh | overrated | indifferent | dead | alive | just okay | cute | badass | my baby | hot | want to marry | favorite

Boy, is this guy a fan favorite. I like him best when we can be an equal to him. Something about outwitting someone that is supposedly un-outwittable feels so good. Loved him as the unrequited in Hideyoshi's route specifically because MC was able to pull one on him and he respected her for it (maybe even crushed a little bit on her because of it). I liked his POV portions in his route because we got to see him actually being honest with himself. Even if externally he was putting on this cool and teasing façade, inside he was so giddy when he got to play pretend husbando.

Too bad cybirb seems to be quite happy with reminding me exactly who is the one pulling the strings here with everything else about Mitsuhide. He always has to be one step ahead of everyone, including MC, always dangling a string in front of her to see if she'll take the bait, like a kitten, so she'll play along with his game. He always takes charge of sexytime antics (I was disappointed with one story where the chance was there, but wasn't taken for MC to be in control of him, like, what a wasted opportunity), he lets MC assume incorrect things for as long as the narrative needs her to before it's revealed that Mitsu was playing her all along, sorry girlfriend, you just got punk'd. I just don't like being the one in the dark all the time while Mr Fox Man over there gets his jollies by watching MC stumble her way into his arms as she always does and forgives him for his teasing behavior. Rinse and repeat.

Honestly, to a certain point, I think I like him more when I see other fan interpretations of him, who both give him an MC that is more on equal footing with him as well as revealing more of his vulnerable sides rather than just portraying him as this aloof and teasing enigma that cybirb makes him out to be. He's got his good points, but I'd much prefer a fox man I can play with on an equal field rather than one where my opponent has already won even before we've started playing.

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Yoshimoto

who? | only know their name | loathe | ugh | overrated | indifferent | dead | alive | just okay | cute | badass | my baby | hot | want to marry | favorite

Two birthdays stories (three if you count the Princess Bday story, which I also bought), and various events later, most I can say before his route comes out in English, is that Yoshimoto is a very, very sad and depressed man.

Like, while he is quite bold and forward in his declarations for his love of MC, he's also got this melancholy air always surrounding him. He's lost his territory to Nobunaga, his vassals and those under him barely listen to him, he cares more about looking at pretty things than trying to restore his clan to their former glory, and he has so many self-deprecating thoughts, it's making me worried. Hell, there was one scene where Shingen caught him in a self-loathing spiral and he told him to stop doing that, we don't do that kind of talk here (which is ironic, coming from a man that is literally dying).

Idk, I get why he's in this negative thought spiral, but I still wanna give him hugs and warm soup to help ease some of his pain, if I can.

[simp4aegon]

GOLDEN HOUR

Aemond Targaryen x Morningstar!Oc /reader

Chapter Two : The Angel, The Prince, Her awakening.

Warnings: Violence, Blood, NSFW, Romantic shit.

You can imagine yourself as Lilith well she is you and your time travel has gone right, or better for your happiness that you can’t find in the modern world where you lived. This is a crossover between Lucifer and HOTD.

"Chloe, I don't know where she went." Lucifer cried as he misses his daughter, hugging her teddy bear that has her scent.

"Lucifer, we'll find her, don't worry." Chloe pulled him into a warm embrace.

"I just wished I didn't hurt her, Now I- I can't feel her life force, None of us can, not even dad... What if my little girl is-" Lucifer cried to his wife's shoulder.

"She's not dead, she's a high-ranking seraph you think she won't survive. She's here for what? Two billion years? she'll come back, like you said she's just a kid in heart, she'll come home to us complete and alive." Chloe assures her husband.

"I saw the look in her eyes, what dad and I feared, she's capable of things." Chloe felt guilt.

That maybe Lilianne felt like she took her dad away from her forever.

"Maybe your son Michael can help? You once helped him about the Apocalypse stuff." Chloe suggests, But Lucifer won't let Michael go near Lilith for he had a thing for her.

"This is different Chloe, My Daughter is way worse than apocalypse, she's the embodiment of extinction, Destruction and Havoc, I won't let her embrace the Void."

Chloe was fully aware of what kind of threat Lilianne was, she was more dangerous than her grandfather himself, What Chloe didn't know is who's Lilith's mother? Who was she to make her stronger than everyone?

"We won't let her follow that path." Chloe kissed her husband's forehead while he hugs the bear that belongs to his daughter.

_

The prince watched as the girl sleeps, he then ran his cold fingers through her now-dried hair and gazed at her soft pink lips, his fingers now ran to her neck then her shoulder.

He won't let this good thing be taken away by his brother who took everything away from his right.

'For once in my life, something good happened, to see someone as beautiful as you, fair maiden.'

Aemond had himself stuck with so many questions such as:

'What’s your name? Are you a witch like what I accused you to be?'

Aemond left his seat and then moved beside her to order the maidens to bring him more fur to keep her warm, only to come back with the witch sitting on his bed, Breathing heavily.

“Where am I? What year is it?” Asked the young panicking lady who looked in every corner of the room.

'So, she speaks, Voice like an Angel.' To his eyes, everything happens in slow motion.

“Inform Mother, Tell the queen that the witch is now awake.”

Aemond commanded his handmaiden who nods "yes your grace." Then he made his way by sitting by her side, Aemond wrapped the fur around her shoulder to keep her warm.

No one had an idea how long she's been on the water the moment they found her body floating.

“My Lady, do you know that you’re in Kings Landing?” Aemond asked softly at the girl looking at him.

She only stared into his eyes, she had those pretty amber-like eyes, as she held into Aemond's hand and placed it on her cheeks.

“I don’t.” Lilith answers.

“Don’t fear me, I’ll protect you, I am Prince Aemond. What kingdom do you belong to? What’s your name?” The young prince asked her, she only bit her lip in return while looking at the room.

“I-I am Princess Lillianne of Rising Star. They accused me of being a witch, they hit my head then dump my body.” Lilith answered silently.

A Princess, She’s a Princess.

_

All of them, as a family ate their lunch at the great dining table alongside the princess who enjoys her food.

“You, I know are the Princess of Rising Star? Who would do such things to you? How come Samael became an absent king? Ravenna ruled alone?” King Viserys asked the Princess who was busy eating roasted chicken.

For some unknown reason, the moment the young lady came to King's Landing, King Viserys mysteriously healed from his illness, and his health and physical body restored to their natural glowing and healthy youth, giving him a long time to rule.

Without his cane, Young like when Queen Aemma was about to give birth to prince Baelon, then suspected it to be a part of witchery but King Viserys treated it as some miracle.

Second life, by a Seraphim, called Lilith.

Little did Lilith know she prevented something bigger, her arrival brought peace to the realm

“Father let the Princess fill her stomach first.” Rhaenyra, Aemond's half-sister chuckles while watching Lilith ate her bread and drink her wine.

“You must be a really hungry child, go eat as much as your stomach wants.” Daemon smirks at Lilith.

"A fine lady that eats like a damn pig, be thankful that you have a pretty face and beautiful body." Aegon whispers.

“They accused me and my mother of being a witch, Because of my eyes. But I’m not a witch and no one taught me magic. My- my own people planned to kill me.” She sadly answers.

Aegon's eyes softened.

“How dare they question Queen Ravenna? Your family is the wealthiest and most powerful in your land, how come they sneaked behind you and abduct you?” Daemon asked her as the maids pulled Aemond's chair to sit beside her.

"Because I trusted the wrong people," Lilith said while eating pastries Helaena recommend her to try.

“Do you wish to stay here for a moment?” Aemond asked and everyone looked at him because of his question.

"To make sure she's safe."

“I do.” She smiled back as she stared at everyone.

“Then I’ll send a letter to Ravenna, to inform her that the Princess of Rising Star is safe here in King’s landing.” King Viserys said while watching the princess eat with glee.

"I owe everyone a debt for letting me stay somewhere I can consider safe." Lilith smiled as Rhaenyra walked behind her, Rubbing her hands gently.

"Don't worry My princess. I'll keep you safe and sound here." Aemond gave her the most genuine smile.

"Ravenna failed to protect you by surrounding her daughter with traitors." Alicent smiled sadly at the girl.

"I must say Valkyries failed to protect you, princess. They are highly trained, they fought alongside us before, Am I right brother?" Daemon looked at king Viserys who nodded.

"Perhaps there was a traitor." King Viserys replied.

"Theresa won't do that- not to me." Lilith frowns while biting her lemon cake.

"To ensure the princess's safety, let's take her in as a ward until we're sure enough to know that she's safe to return to her kingdom," Rhaenyra suggest which earned her a smile from Daemon.

"A castle made of gold, Thousands of armies of female warriors yet penetrated the kingdom, I must say you needed a stronger bond." Alicent comments.

"The king is in the dark, Darkness is the king shall bring light but fell into darkness." Helaena whispers which earned strange looks from her family.

When the maids arrived to bring more food for the princess Aemond thanked them for it which shocked people.

He's known for being brutal and someone who does not have any mercy, but Sir Criston Cole saw this sudden change in Aemond, so does Alicent, Aemond knows how to thank people, And the way he looks at the princess, the way his eyes sparkle.

Alicent knew what she has to do to insure her Son's throne as King consort of Rising Star.

Both of her sons shall be announced as kings in the future.

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Weeks ago, with her arrival, Lilith was informed that she'll share a room with prince Aemond for her safety, Lilith got really fond of his presence, while Aemond charmed her the way she charmed him.

it didn't take long for him to confess his love and admiration.

That he suddenly cared about tourneys and asked for her favor which earned Lilith hatred from other women whom they see as competition towards Prince Aemond.

Lilith is seen as The Realm's Light Bringer; she brought luck and a healthy harvest.

He told her stories about Westeros and how his father rules the seven kingdoms, how he desires to explore everything.

Lilith told him lies about herself, starting with how she changed her name to forget being Lilith, not really a lie but technically used her human name. After all, she wasn’t from this timeline, she belonged to hell and earth, for her spells brought me here, To him.

Lilith promised to remain herself, but change parts of it, this isn’t 2022 anymore, Lilith wants to leave parts of her behind.

'Thank my gramps, I have my phone with me.' Lilith then checked her never dying battery iPhone 14 pro max to see the time, it was nine in the evening.

Lilith blushes as she thinks about that prince man with an eye patch, he’s handsome not like those modern guys she usually blends in with.

'Los Angeles sucks'

Lilith envied Aemond's father who gives an effort in trying to get to know her, unlike her father who gives her material stuff but makes her feel horrible for being his daughter.

A mistake.

'I want him, and I’m willing to forget who I was if it costs my wings.' Lilith starts to feel her obsession with Aemond spark.

Lilith was right she did it all for love plus she had what she wanted for billion years, a mother. The spell brought her into her heart's deepest desire. to what her heart desires.

Lilith didn't like Aegon's company that much. Hearing his perverted comments, and thoughts about her when it’s disrespectful when he’s married.

What shocked Lilith was the incest, but it was normal.

Lilith was watching the stars, thinking about heaven if her grandfather is watching up there with his Angels, while she in his balcony when Lilith felt a hand brush onto hers, she looked at him and smiled.

“What were you thinking about?” Aemond asked as he wrapped a fur around Lilith's shoulders.

Play is cool Lilith; you are the princess of hell.

“I was thinking about you.” Lilith's fingers found their way to Aemond's cheeks, caressing them gently as she leaned in for a soft kiss.

'Half lie' she thought to herself. Lilith felt a pang of guilt in her chest. About lying when all he does is stay honest to her with his words and actions, something she's afraid to reciprocate in fear of losing him about her true nature.

That he'll grow old and die as a mortal as she stays young forever.

'You’ll get what you want Lilith I mean you want to love.'

“Do you wish to wed me?” Aemond asked while holding Lilith's hand to give her knuckles a kiss. “I do, I really do.” He smiled at her response.

Aemond told her deeper parts of him, about his brother and nephews laughing that time when he doesn’t have a dragon.

and how he gained the largest dragon alive.

The time when he lost his eye and his father defended his nephews instead of siding with him, Lilith felt bad for him, He was the one she exactly needed, million years of her existence she found someone like Aemond.

She's happy that Aemond trust's her, that he showed his other side despite meeting her weeks ago When he confessed his love yesterday.

Lilith felt like they could’ve met before, but they didn’t for she was busy fulfilling her duties as an angel.

“You have no idea how much I wish to claim you right now Princess, to wed you. but I’ll ask your mother for your hand, Then I’ll take what’s mine, do you wish to be mine?” Lilith was shocked by his sudden questions.

“I wish to be yours Aemond but isn’t it too early for us to wed?” Lilith wrapped her arms around his waist as he placed a kiss on her head.

“What’s the point of waiting Princess Lillianne? Do you not trust my decisions? You said do love me and now you belong to me, I own you and you own me.” He said while kissing the top of her head, He was clearly using her love for him, for her to wed him.

They're just the same, they love each other.

“What’s your plan after our wedding, my Prince?” Lilith asked as he wrap his arm around her waist, something she highly appreciated, that for once she wasn’t just a spoiled little baby demon.

I am a woman, Loved.

“A child with you, I do not desire to rule Rising star, but I would before my duty, I think about bearing an heir.” Lilith felt her cheeks heat up with that.

“Children, we’ll call Azrael and Ikaris. But let’s not think about the name yet, I want to know more about Queen Ravenna, I want to know how to approach your mother.” He planned for things to go smoothly. Lilith thinks about on how to control her surroundings, she never grew up with a mother.

She has to pull that Wanda controlling Westview.

“Well Queen Ravenna is a loving mother to me, she desires my happiness, Aemond, you are my happiness.” Lilith watched as Aemond held her chin with his index finger as he slowly leaned in for a kiss.

“My sweetest love, I love you.”

“I love you too my prince.” With much love in Lilith's voice, she slowly dragged him to their bed to just lay down and enjoy the night.

“I have a surprise for you tomorrow morning my love.” Aemond smiled as he caresses her long brown-black hair.

“What is it then?” Lilith asked.

“It wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you now.” Aemond laughed, music to Lilith's ears.

He took something besides his nightstand, A box which he opened to reveal a sapphire necklace that he now places on her neck something that matches what he has.

“I’ll tell you then... because you’re my love, I wanted to introduce you to my dragon Vhaegar, and ride her with you tomorrow, are you afraid of heights my love?” Lilith placed her hand on his chest while she lay her head on his shoulder.

“No, my love.” she looked up at him.

“Regardless... sleep now, close those beautiful eyes of yours now.” The whispers made her smile and give him a goodnight kiss.

The problem is that being a Demon Angel means Lilith doesn't sleep, and she had to wait till Aemond falls asleep to avoid suspicion, so she can stare at his face while sleeping.

"Goodnight sweet face" Lilith fake closes her eyes.

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(LISTEN TO LILY BY ALLAN WALKER)

While sleeping, Lilith kisses his face, peppering it with kisses as his head lays on her soft breast treating it as a pillow, Aemond treated her as his wife, and she did the same thing.

"I read your desire to be loved, to be seen, I'll give you what you want, and will make you a king." Lilith kissed his cheeks and carefully braids his hair.

"I remember you, in this lifetime, you were just a child when you gave me that flower, I know you forgot that because six years for you is One and a half millennia for me, if this fails, I'll search for you... Forever."

Lilith pulled him into her arms, Possessiveness radiating off her body, Willing to bend the rules and destroy anything using her power "You'll be safe under my control, just let me in you."

To Lilith, Aemond is her broken dream of having a family, billion years of serving her grandfather as a Singer and guard to the throne, A War general.

"I won't force you; I won't control your mind or your emotions or even implant false memories, I want you to love me for who I am, I promise to protect you from my kind, to protect your privacy, and to listen, to support you always, to stand by your side."

Lilith remembers how some angels chose to stay on earth to fall in love and create Nephilim. How she chose to stay with her grandfather, how she watched Lucifer get exiled.

She swore to protect Aemond with her life.

I've been running through the jungle I've been running with the wolves To get to you, to get to you

I've been down the darkest alleys Saw the dark side of the moon To get to you, to get to you

I've looked for love in every stranger Took too much to ease the anger All for you, yeah, all for you

I've been running through the jungle I've been crying with the wolves To get to you, to get to you, to get to you

Lilith hums a modern-day song as the stars in the sky glow brighter, she took Aemond's hand only to kiss his palm, Lilith's eyes glowed and a small sun and star shape mark burned on his wrist symbolizing that he's sired to her, and her only.

"You're mine, see other woman and you won't exempt my wrath."

Lilith planted a kiss on his lip.

[kareenvorbarra]

if my heart was mine (Kamet/Marin)

I almost wished I hadn’t spoken of her, but it was both bitter and sweet to say her name again.

another Kamet/Marin mix, much longer and less stylistically coherent than the first! like before, the songs are in vaguely chronological order based on the arc of their relationship as i imagine it, and several of the songs near the end are about the aftermath.

Lyrics:

Law Kan Qalby Maay (Fairuz)

Arabic lyrics + translation

Trees (The Oh Hellos)

Climbing trees Haven't much since we were children Shaking limbs Tend to end up bent and broken But heartache pales in comparison to love

Push Pull (Purity Ring)

You were young and you'd stare With a reverence unimpaired There was an echo far and faint Beneath the air remained You were young and you'd stare Where my limbs hung far and fair Make a ladder of what folds And climb up in me

Love They Say (Tegan and Sara)

You don't need to wonder if love will make us stronger There's nothing love can't do Love, they say this You don't need to worry, this love will make us worthy There's nothing love can't do

Entanglement (Imogen Heap)

It's home where you hold me So show me no mercy On islands of cotton Taboos get forgotten Our body entanglement wants You all over me Me all over you

Yo hanino (The Renaissance Players)

Lyrics (Ladino): Yo hanino tu hanina Mos tomaremos los dos Los ijikos ke mos nascen Aman, komo la luna y el sol

Ay ke hermozas palavrikas Ke me dizes tu a mi El dió grande ke te oyga Aman, tu soy sola para mi Translation (by @elwing, since I couldn't find the second verse of this version online anywhere): I'm beautiful, you're beautiful Let's take each other The children born to us Will be like the moon and the sun What beautiful little words That you say to me May the great god hear you You are the only one for me

La Tassaalouny (Fairuz)

Arabic lyrics + translation

Faint of Heart (Tegan and Sara)

Anyone could say that We're dangerous to take this chance Anyone could make us sound like We don't really have a plan Anyone could say that It's chemical and it won't last Anyone could make us seem Reckless, tell us we will crash

Magnets (Disclosure feat. Lorde)

Uh-oh, dancing past the point of no return Let go, we can free ourselves of all we've learned I love this secret language that we're speaking Say it to me, let's embrace the point of no return

Stay Soft (Mitski)

Just tell me what you want to do Tell me what you want To burn away Cause I could be your stoker

Open up your heart Like the gates of hell

Pienso En Tu Mirá (Rosalía)

Spanish lyrics + translation

The Beast (Imogen Heap)

One by one skin hardens, we’re becoming the beast Sheer power in the heat of hate brings our army of two to its knees Steel lungs are screaming the house down Going for the kill from the kiss Battle stations are now navigation Have we driven love to this?

After (MUNA)

It feels like a dream, what happened last night In the morning I am waiting in a long, long line I felt so connected, I felt so high I'm going to be lonely for a long, long time

Life on Land (Dessa)

Out in the water You can't touch bottom It pulls you farther Life on land forgotten

The world turns over I'm pulled under Stone cold sober But I feel nothing

Esta montanya d'enfrente (Kon Sira)

Ladino lyrics + translation

Only The Strong (Laura Marling)

Love is a sickness cured by time Love is a sickness cured by time Bruises all end up benign Love is a sickness cured by time

I hope that you can change my mind Had to leave this crying all behind I hope that you don't think that I'm unkind So somebody told me, only and only Only the strong will survive

Ponos Krifos (Marina Satti)

Greek lyrics + translation

[the-trinket-witch]

@jackplushie tagged me but the post was getting really long so I’m gonna make my own:

(Original pomst by @sammo-writes-whatever)

😍 What’s the most attractive personality trait a partner can have to them?

Albert: Flexibility-able to think on the fly or at least have a plan if something goes uunexpectedly.

Yuu:Maturity. They've helped raise tíos for so long, so show just a modicum of maturity and they're all yours.

Tidus: a sense of adventure. Who doesn't like taking a look at what life and the world has to offer and with gusto, say, "I want some of that!"

🤣 What makes them crack up?

Albert: Dad Jokes/Puns...if not at him, then the reactions of people when he tells them

Yuu: NGL they sometimes get a little kick out of Schadenfreude, but only like, in watching Slapstick or something akin to America's Funniest Home Videos.

Tidus: Funny enough, they're quite ticklish. He won't tell you that, but once you find out, he's like the Pillsbury Dough Boy

😡 What’s one surefire way to make them angry?

Albert: Lying/Breaking Promises. Absolutely pisses him off.

Yuu: being obnoxious-be it making noise for the sake of doing so, running around haphazardly, leaving the TV too loud...

Tidus: Being unduly mean. Like, for what? He can understand being bristly to get someone off your ass, but just because of a bad mood? Nah, couldn't be him.

😄 When are they at their happiest?

Albert: Let him plan an outing with you and he'll be smiling from the moment he starts planning to the time you come home for the evening.

Yuu: Honestly? Just hanging out, listening to music, making noms, not having to worry about fucking Overblotting classmates...

Tidus: Please let him come with you to [Insert Local Name] Cultural Festival! he wants to know so much. Yes half the time he's scribbling down notes, but he is absolutely enjoying himself (and the food)

😭 What makes them sad?

Albert: Most of the time he just becomes disappointed, but if you mean SAD sad, the memory of his Mom, who did not survive a car crash he was riding along with.

Yuu: The prospect that he might not be able to go home Or the possibility they won't want to go home

Tidus: Having to resort to using the Unga Bunga Strength to resolve an issue. It's definitely lowest on his list.

💋 What are kisses with them like?

Albert: Confident, follows like a dancer, migrates to hands ala Gomez Addams.

Yuu: Very Reserved, curious, willing to try kissing all over.

Tidus: Fumbling and unsure of what to do. Overly soft as to not be rough.

👻 What scares them?

Albert: Losing control over their thoughts/faculties/a situation. It's lead him to develop hypnophobia, so alongside hating mind-control magic, he doesn't get very good sleep.

Yuu: Dying, pretty much. And cockroaches.

Tidus: Getting knocked on his back Irreparably hurting somebody.

❤️‍🔥 What sets their heart aflame

Albert: Honesty, and reassuranace

Yuu: Someone willing to let them relax, and have things taken care of for them.

Tidus: A shared intensity for things you enjoy

🧠 What type of intelligence do they excell at? (Booksmarts, emotional intelligence, etc.)

Albert: Petagogical/Musical

Yuu: Intrapersonal/visual-spacial

Tidus: Interpersonal/Linguistic

🎂 How do they usually celebrate their birthday?

Albert: prefers a quiet affair, couple of close friends usually, otherwise just family.

Yuu: It's family everywhere, whether they like it or not. Lot of music and dancing, LOT of food

Tidus: Gotta have family over ^v^ Almost like a new years party, cause in a way it kinda is?

👗 What’s their fashion sense?

Albert: 'Wharfcore' or Long coats, scarves, boots and wool sweaters

Yuu: Tees and Jeans, usually...

Tidus: Nothing if he's in Mer-form, but Human is a little more like touristy? Hawaiian shirts and pants.

❄️ How do they handle the cold?

Albert: Can handle it pretty well, though have a preference to autumn weather.

Yuu: Not a fan, bundled up more than most.

Tidus: 100% adapted to the cold. Almost gets head-exhaustion easier than most.