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#of course some take a different approach and just sit in there and Scream
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Full-shift werewolves are superior because as kids, shifting is Hard without a grown-up to help, and kids spend most of their time in pup form until they learn how to shift on their own, and even then it's more fun to be pup-shaped than kid-shaped. At any given time, there are 2-3 pups underfoot, and more are probably causing chaos nearby.
Being pup-shaped means adults having to be creative about time-out. Bad and Naughty Pups go in the Punishment Pot.
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It's the only thing that works bc they can't chew through it and it's too tall for them to jump out of, so there's just a very smol little fuzzball seething with Rage at the bottom of the soup pot.
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2½ pounds of "fuck you."
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suppose-i-was-worm · 10 months
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Dani A(Clone)
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Oliver Queen, the Green Arrow of Star City, was not easy to startle. He went through too much training, too much pain to not be on the alert all the time. Letting out a breath, he shot his arrow, hitting his far away target with an ease that he was familiar with after so many years.
“Wow, Mister, you sure have good aim!”
Oliver Queen, when startled, screamed like a goat. He spun, looking for an enemy, but instead was met with the curious face of a young girl sitting on the ground behind him, leaning her chin on her fist.
Oliver took a moment to recollect himself.
“Hello, young miss. Can I help you?”
The girl tilted her head.
“I’m looking for my brother. Are you a hero?”
Nodding, Oliver pointed to his bow with the hand not holding it.
“I’m the Green Arrow.”
She didn’t seem impressed.
“Tell me more about your brother? Is he older? Younger? What’s his name?”
“Stranger danger, what’s your name?”
Oliver paused.
“Green Arrow.”
“His name’s John, in that case. John Jacob Jingleheimer Smith.”
“John?”
“His name is my name too.”
By the glint in the girl’s eyes, Oliver was being pranked somehow and neither child was named John. He tried a different approach.
“What does your brother look like?”
“Like me, but a boy.”
Helpful. He knew he was supposed to be kind and gentle with civilian children, but Oliver almost wanted to pick this girl up and shake her until she had useful information.
There was a crunch on the rooftop behind him, and by the sounds it was Arsenal coming to find out what was taking him so long.
“Oh wow, you’re cool!”
The girl bounced up and darted around Oliver to circle Roy, looking him up and down.
“Now there’s a hero! Baseball cap? Clean shaven? Be still my beating heart!”
Oliver’s only solace was that Roy looked about as off-put as he himself was.
“Can I be a hero? My brother’s a hero, we’d find each other that way!”
Roy smiled at the kid.
“Well, it takes a lot to be a hero, you know? What would your hero name be?”
“Phantom, like my brother. And it’s fine! I’ve got powers, see?”
The girl lifted off the ground, hovering, and crossed her legs underneath her to sit in the air.
“I can do some other stuff too, but the flight is the coolest.”
Oliver looked at Roy, who seemed to be seriously thinking about the girl’s proposition.
“Arsenal, you can’t- What about her parents?”
The girl’s float drooped a little.
“They’re… gone. It’s just me and my brother, and I don’t know where he is. I’m from the Infinite Realms, and I can’t get back without him.”
The Infinite Realms sounded like Justice League Dark shit.
“Let me introduce you to the Teen Titans, then. Phantom, right?”
Phantom lit up, and Oliver stared in shock at his teammate.
Batman would be so pissed at him.
~~~
Dick Grayson smiled at the girl in front of him. Damian had convinced him to come meet her, claiming that she was an ‘integral part of the team’, only a few weeks into her tenure with the Titans.
Phantom smiled back, too sharp teeth on display.
“Hello, Phantom. I’m Nightwing, Robin’s brother. How are you today?”
“Stellar, thanks!” She did a little twirl midair. “How are you, Mister Nightwing sir?”
“I’m doing well. I heard that you didn’t allow for a DNA sample? It would make life in the tower much easier if we had your biometrics.”
She scowled, suddenly dropping to the ground and crossing her arms. She was short, for a sixteen-year-old, but Dick was still a little thrown off by the ferocious look on her face.
“Don’t you Gotham folks know when no means no? Consent is sexy and you are not. I’ve met heroes with better etiquette than any of you.”
He held his hands up in a gesture of peace.
“I won’t force you. Who’s your favorite hero?”
Immediately, as if a switch had been flipped, Phantom was up in the air again, grinning like a loon.
“Phantom Prime, of course! My brother is the strongest person I know.”
Kid Flash looked up from where he’d been assembling a puzzle.
“You met Superman the other day, though?”
Phantom scoffed.
“My brother could kick his ass. Ancients, I'd kick his ass if you guys would let me. He deserves an ass-kicking.”
“Why?”
Dick would admit he was just as confused as Kid Flash.
“Vibes.”
“Vibes? What kind of vibes?”
“Fruitloop vibes.”
“That doesn’t make much sense, Phantom.”
“Sure it does! Hey, Superboy!”
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Kon-el startled at being caught listening in to the conversation. He turned to address Phantom from the tower kitchen.
“What’s up?”
“Is Superman’s secret identity rich?”
“Uh, no?”
“Does he have a lair?”
“Kinda?”
“How is he about clones?”
Kon must have made a face, because Phantom pointed at him.
“Ah-ha! Those vibes! Clone hater vibes.”
Stepping out of the kitchen, Kon tried to downplay the issue.
“I mean, he’s gotten better, but…”
“Nope! He’s still an asshole and deserves an ass-kicking.”
Nightwing held up a hand like a kid in a schoolroom.
“You have an opinion about clones?”
Phantom nodded decisively.
“My brother says that clones didn’t ask to be made, just like any other kid. It’s not their fault, it’s the fault of their creator. He says that the sins of the father should not be visited on the sons.”
Kon stepped closer, curious.
“But. Isn’t it a violation? If someone makes a clone without the donor’s knowledge?”
Phantom looked over at him with big, sad eyes.
“My sister says that’s between the donor and the creator. No kid should be painted as the one in the wrong when they were a victim, too.”
Nightwing spoke up again, sounding a little out of his depth.
“You deal with a lot of clones?”
She grinned, and Kon could tell there was a secret behind the twinkle in her eyes.
“One or two.”
~~~
Dani heard a knock on the frame of her open door and turned to greet her visitor. It was getting late- she was pretty surprised that anyone was still awake.
“Hey Superboy! How can I help?”
“Would you-‘ he looked sheepish. ‘Would you really beat up Superman for me?”
She cracked her knuckles. Someone had said that Kon-el was a clone, but she hadn’t really expected him to admit to it. They weren’t even properly teammates- he was part of Young Justice, not Teen Titans.
“I’d beat up anybody to protect the honor of clone-kind, Superboy.”
“Why?”
Making a split second decision, Dani leaned in close.
“Can you keep a secret, Kon-el?”
“Yeah?”
“You’d better. Us clones have to stick together, amiright?”
Superboy looked at her, stunned, and she winked.
“Just don’t tell the bats. Batman has both rich and secret lair vibes.”
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neptuneiris · 7 months
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brooklyn baby (01/?)
i've got my eye on you
pairing: rockstar!aemond × fem!reader
summary: you go with your cousins to a concert of the band "Dragon Dynasty" in Brooklyn, although you are not a fan of the band, the guitarist catches your attention.
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He is so majestic.
It's the first thing you think when the band finally comes out on stage and the concert starts, causing the screams of a bunch of girls all around you all over the place, all of them joined by your cousins, Baela and Rhaena.
You don't even understand how the three of you managed to make it to the front, just Baela and Rhaena acted in survival mode and started dragging you all over the place, making their way through the crowd to get face to face with all the band members.
And now… you're sure that by the time this is all over, tomorrow the two of them won't have a voice because of all the screaming.
At first you thought it would just be another band that doesn't have a big audience and that even though it's a band you don't know, you'd still have a good time. Although it's not like it was an option not to come, your cousins literally forced you to.
However, you're surprised to see that the place is full and all the girls are going crazy, as well as your cousins already made sure to tell you all about the band, tell you what you need to know and show you their favorite songs all the way here.
Basically the band, Dragon Dynasty, just debuted at the end of last year and is already getting some pretty good recognition.
And not only for the music, but also for the appearance… peculiar, of all the members.
When Rhaena showed you pictures of all of them, either as a group or individually, you understood the obsession of both of them. They all have platinum hair and look as if they had stepped out of the very palace of the Greek Gods, all absolutely attractive and very sexy.
And now seeing them in person, just a few feet away from you, is very different from seeing them in their social media photos.
The lead singer, Aegon Targaryen, is the one who introduces all the band members and starts the concert. And every time he approaches the edge of the stage, the girls again scream, as they scream at every verse he sings.
Then Rhaena records and focuses more on the bass player, Luke, with his short platinum hair and sitting on one of the speakers, focused on his notes. While Baela, of course, focuses on the drummer named Jace, Luke's older brother.
You understand from the great information your cousins gave you about all of them that they are all brothers, except that Jace and Luke are cousins of the vocalist Aegon, the piano guy and the guy who plays the electric guitar, the last three being brothers.
You focus for a moment on the piano guy, who from Baela's information, he is the same age as Jace. He definitely has an incredible resemblance to his brothers and from time to time he smiles towards the crowd, or rather towards the girls, who of course scream and go completely crazy with those simple gestures.
But when you look at him… the guitarist… you immediately can't take your eyes off him.
When your cousins showed you the pictures of all of them, it was precisely him who caught your attention the most of all, Aemond Targaryen.
At first you thought that his pictures with that aesthetic on him were just for the band, as a way to draw attention, however, Rhaena explained to you that he doesn't really have a left eye.
In some photos he has a black patch on and in some others he doesn't, so instead there is a shiny ocean blue stone, like a sapphire, inside where his eye should be. And when Rhaena explained to you that this is how he really lives, it definitely caught your attention a lot more.
But not only for that, also for his style of clothes, whether they were black or black with white, as well as his expressions in the photos did not really show much.
In all of them he didn't look at the camera, he was always looking away with a serene and serious look at the same time, to show himself in the same way every time he looked at the camera with his guitar at all times and his platinum hair long and completely loose.
And now to see him in person… he still looks the same way, serious and completely focused on his guitar, except for his brothers and cousins who focus on the audience from time to time, but not him.
And just like that, you can't take your eyes off of him, as if he were an invisible attractive force, delighted by the way he focuses on playing his notes, his fingers moving across the strings and his bare arms showing you some tattoos on his pale skin.
Everything about him… it's just alluring, sexy, mysterious and at the same time… dangerous, as if it's not right to involve you somehow with him, but being so striking and exciting at the same time.
"They're great, huh?"
Baela shouts to you over the music, with a huge excited smile, as you nod, really unable to stop focusing on him.
"Yes, they are."
Actually the band is really good, regardless of the looks of the members, because what looks.
The songs are like a mix of Arctic Monkeys, The Neighbourhood, Cigarettes After Sex and some Lana del Rey type instrumentals, they also have more danceable songs in the style of The 1975, but all with cool guitar and drum instrumentals.
You really like them, the style of their music is to your liking, but again… you can't help but focus on him.
The concert lasts a little more than an hour, where during some little intermissions, you saw how he was lighting a cigarette and playing the guitar at the same time, so it was more and more impossible to take your eyes off him, listening how sometimes the girls were shouting his name and he was greeting them back with a simple nod of his head, that being enough to drive them crazy.
And by the time everything ends, the vocalist Aegon starts to say goodbye to all the members with an euphoria and an energy that he gave off all over the audience so that they would react in the same way.
"I want to hear loud cheers for our drummer, Jace!"
Baela screams like crazy next to you, leaving you completely stunned, as well as more girls around you, while the mentioned stands up from his seat and waves goodbye to all of them, smiling.
"To our pianist, my little brother, Daeron!"
More shouts, as he also waves goodbye with his hands and with a charming and flirtatious smile to all the girls, moving closer to the stage, that making many girls come closer to the edge, wanting to touch him, as he laughs and takes several of them by the hand.
"To our bassist, Luke!"
Rhaena is now the one who leaves you stunned from your left ear, as more girls shout, while the boy smiles and looks a little shy, looking very cute, waving goodbye to all of them with his hand, then lowering his gaze with his cheeks slightly blushing.
You see how Aemond next to him gives him a friendly tap on his shoulder, watching him with a small half smile and looking somewhat amused by his behavior, that catching your attention a lot, since you didn't see him smile much towards his audience.
"Now for our guitarist, Aemond!"
You clap, but don't shout, seeing how immediately the place is filled with screams and more applause, realizing that even though he's not very expressive and doesn't react much to the audience, still the girls are completely crazy about him.
And you don't blame them, it's obvious that's because of how incredibly handsome and sexy that man is.
However, even so he doesn't react much again to his applause, only waves goodbye with one of his hands, really watching everyone expressionless, reading on his lips as he says "thank you" and then turns around and picks up a bottle of water.
You bite your lips, still watching him, when finally Aegon gives the closing.
"And at last your server, ladies!" says the vocalist in a flirtatious manner, again the place exploding in cheers, "That's been all Brooklyn, thank you so much for having us. See you next time, we love you guys!"
He does get closer to the audience, instantly the guards react to take care of him, while he takes everyone's hands and also takes some bracelets or necklaces that the girls give him, while he smiles and blows kisses.
The rest of the members start to leave the stage, while Aegon continues to take all the screams and those little gifts, really getting along very well with the audience, to finally after a few moments, say goodbye and leave the stage.
"Did you like them?"
Rhaena asks you as the three of them stand, waiting for all the other girls to leave the not so big but not so small club.
"Yes, their songs are fine," you nod to her.
"Their songs or the guitarist rather?" Baela asks you with a mischievous look.
"Oh come on," you give her a look of few friends, still nerves giving you away.
"I knew it!" squeals Rhaena with a huge smile, "I knew you weren't more asking about him than the others for nothing."
"And I don't blame you," adds Baela, "With those tattoos who wouldn't be crazy about him?"
"But you like Jace and he doesn't have tattoos."
"Aemond is fine, like exaggeratedly fine," she clarifies, "But I feel like I wouldn't stand a chance with him, plus he's too serious and too closed off for my taste," she explains.
"But Y/N did like him," Rhaena says, folding her arms, watching you with a huge smile.
You roll your eyes, amused.
"I think the same as Baela, I feel like I wouldn't be able to get close to him, he looks very… serious and distant," you say finally, " Beside it's not like I'm going to get the chance, he's just a guy in a band that I liked, just like I like Harry and Zayn from One Direction or Alex Turner from Arctic Monkeys."
"Oh he's so hot," Rhaena says with a little giggle.
"Who of the three of them?" asks Baela.
"The three of them."
You nod, more than agreeing with her.
"Anyway…" says Balea, "Turning our focus back to this band, maybe you can get close to the sexy guitarist tonight."
"Hm?" you say instantly not understanding, looking at her confused.
Then from her bag Baela pulls out what appear to be three rectangular sheets of paper, but when you look closely, they are actually three tickets to who knows what.
"These are tickets to the band's after party," she says excitedly.
At first you don't finish processing anything, watching her like a fool, when Rhaena squeals more than happy and in disbelief, instantly grabbing you both by the arm to rush out of the club in the direction of the party, while you're still processing and asking Baela how she got those tickets.
"Savings," she tells you simply and without much explanation.
Leaving the club is a bit difficult because of all the other girls who are also trying to leave, when the three of you are already arriving at the corresponding small pub where the after party will be, which in fact is right behind the club where the band gave the concert, so getting there doesn't take any time at all.
Once outside the pub, there are other girls waiting to get in, all excited and impatient, some of them have their own band t-shirts and posters for the band to sign. And at the entrance there are two huge men, asking for tickets and complying with security protocol to let them in.
"Help me take a picture with Luke when it's my turn, please," Rhaena asks you.
"Sure."
"Me too," Baela says instantly, "With Jace."
"Okay," you tell her amused.
Then finally all three of you hand the tickets to the seemingly bodyguard, only to enter without any trouble as you go through security protocols as well.
Rhaena shakes you by the arm excitedly, trying to control herself, as the three of you walk into the place, where you instantly recognize those platinum hairs spread all over the pub, already receiving the fans.
The place is considerably spacious, it doesn't feel as suffocating as at the concert and there's definitely more room to move around despite the fact that more girls are constantly coming in to meet the guys.
The bar is free, there is light rock music playing in the background and there are more bodyguards watching out.
You see how all the fans line up and wait their turn with each respective member, being the first to recognize the vocalist, Aegon, who more than smiling signs T-shirts, posters, hats and even phone cases. Also the pianist, Daeron, who takes selfies and also signs.
But when Rhaena identifies Luke, she quickly squeals and prepares to go to him with her T-shirt ready to be signed by him in hand, as does Baela, focusing on Jace.
You walk Rhaena over first, promising Baela to keep an eye out for her for when it's her turn with Jace, then start lining up, trying to calm your cousin's nerves as you sense she'll throw up at any moment or be unable to speak coherently to the bassist.
Then when Rhaena gets distracted on her phone, setting up the camera for pictures, you instantly think of the guitarist and start looking for him.
However, the only ones you see are Aegon, Daeron, Luke and Jace, with no fifth long platinum hair. Confused, you go back over the whole place, really him nowhere to be seen, realizing that there are girls specifically with posters of him, also just like you looking for him, all of them confused and disappointed.
And you don't understand, isn't he supposed to be here too?
You find it strange that out of all of them, it is him especially who doesn't make any appearance, while all the other members do attend to their fans, apparently not worried about the absence of their guitarist or anyone else actually, just the fans.
Inevitably you also start to get disappointed, but you immediately focus on Rhaena, as her turn will be soon and she insists that you help her calm down, giving her encouragement and support.
When the time comes.
The boy, Luke, is actually very sweet, instantly giving his full attention to Rhaena, who acts just as shy as he is, looking excited as the two gently embrace, while he asks her name and introduces himself to her as well.
He signs her T-shirt, also her phone case, all while they both talk, to then move on to the selfie and finally the photo, while you watch with a small smile as the boy's cheeks blush and Rhaena is more than excited and nervous at the same time, hugging him and smiling for the photo.
"This is my cousin, by the way, Y/N," Rhaena shyly introduces you to him as they both separate.
"Oh, hi Y/N, I'm Luke," the boy says to you with a charming smile, not being able to cause you more tenderness, "Thanks for coming."
"Hi," you say smiling, "Nice to meet you, Luke."
You take advantage of the moment and also take a selfie with him and Rhaena, where the three of you come out all smiles, without his cheeks stop blushing, and then pass the next fan.
Rhaena can't stop smiling, again shaking your arm excitedly and on the verge of collapsing with happiness, as she quickly goes through the photos, announcing that she will upload them to her Instagram stories this instant.
You laugh and then she heads off to line up to meet Daeron now, while you now head to Baela.
Unlike with Rhaena and Luke, you can clearly identify your cousin's flirting methods and surprisingly Jace reacts completely to her, looking just as flirty as she does, talking in her ear and both of them very close to each other.
You take their picture and get excited for your cousin, seeing how both of them even after the picture talk to each other, still very close, with that clear interest in the body behavior of both of them, but more of him towards her.
And you don't blame him either, no doubt your cousins are very beautiful, you always tell them every day and they tell you too.
At the end Baela also introduces you with Jace, he also looking very nice and friendly like his little brother, just not as cute, but very sexy.
Then after finishing with Jace, Baela turns to Rhaena, getting her in line to meet Daeron where both of them will now help each other with the pictures, so you head to the bar, taking a seat on one of the stools, observing everything and taking the opportunity to order a free drink.
"Can I have a gin and tonic, please?" you ask the bar tender.
"Of course," the man says politely.
While he prepares your drink, you take the opportunity to check your social media, entertaining yourself for a moment and also looking at the time, realizing that it's almost midnight, so you'll probably be home by two in the morning.
You let out a long breath and at that moment the bar tender hands you the gin and tonic, you thank him and start drinking, relaxing and keeping your eye on your cousins.
When at that moment you remember him again, Aemond, so hopefully you look around the place again, looking for him, but you are surprised to see that there is still no sign of him, really confusing you.
The girls who were also looking for him before, line up to take pictures with Aegon, but like you, they also seem to be looking for him, without success.
It continues to seem weird to you and you feel really disappointed, just realizing in that instant how terribly disappointed you are, as if you've been a fan of his for months, when you've only just met him tonight, telling yourself what the hell is wrong with you.
So time passes, you watch as your cousins after meeting Daeron, head to Aegon, nothing really being quick as they take their time with each fan, until you finish your gin and tonic, not ordering anything else as you must be driving and stand at the bar, waiting.
It's until a few minutes later that you decide to go to the restroom, asking the bar tender where they are and he points you to a hallway at the back, instantly thanking him and heading that way.
You see how in the hallway there are four doors and you head to the two at the back, having the signs for the women's restroom and men's restroom, but when you try to open the door, it doesn't open, being occupied, realizing that it's only one restroom instead of several.
You let out a long breath, as this is common in small pubs, having to wait in the hallway, leaning against the wall for the girl inside to come out.
Again you distract yourself with your phone, holding back the urge to pee, trying not to get desperate, glancing from time to time through the hallway entrance at all the girls out there, being able to see your cousins from this distance, not long before it's their turn to meet Aegon.
You bite your lips and continue to wait, when as you are leaning between the wall and under the frame of one of the other doors that you have no idea where they go, it suddenly opens and you almost lose your balance, stabilizing yourself instantly and moving away, watching the person with some surprise and shame.
When the nerves and the surprise invade you completely, seeing that it is him, the guitarist.
He really looks at you without any expression on his face, while you place the appropriate distance between the two of you in this small hallway, still looking at him surprised and like an idiot, instantly telling yourself off to act normal, still watching him carefully.
And how could you not? The man is absolutely beautiful.
Compared to the concert, you have him face to face, his features being more than perfectly visible, admiring the shape of his lips and nose, as if it had been carefully carved, then nervously observing his intense blue eye and his sapphire eye, looking amazing and beautiful to you.
Then you quickly observe his various tattoos on both arms, recognizing a musical note, tree branches, birds, a moon and other figures you don't instantly identify, but you notice perfectly how he has a dragon on his shoulder.
Again you look him in the eye, getting instantly nervous because he is already watching you intensely, looking away from him because of the same nerves, having no idea how to really react since he doesn't move, neither do you and you feel unable to speak, feeling a lump in your throat.
He is simply too handsome and too sexy.
You think in the midst of all your nervousness, when the two of you are simply there, not far away but not too close either, suddenly feeling the hallway too small and feeling out of nowhere suffocated, not understanding what's wrong with you.
"Are there many people out there?"
He asks you suddenly, definitely not expecting that, as he stands still in the doorway, watching you, while you barely process the sound of his voice, watching him like an idiot for a moment.
React!
Your mind reprimands you, really not wanting to embarrass yourself with him, much less when he's just asked you something.
You clear your throat and control yourself, to look back towards the center of the pub, where there are indeed a lot of girls and there are many especially who want to see him. You bite your lips and return your nervous, attentive gaze to him, realizing that he hasn't even come out into the hallway, keeping himself hidden in that room.
"Yes," you finally say to him, trying to sound like a normal person, not letting your nerves completely get the better of you.
He lets out a long breath, then averts his gaze from yours and you watch as he carefully peeks out of the doorframe, this catching your attention, as he inspects everything and honestly looks a little irritated, which you don't understand why.
And at that moment you don't know if you should, considering he still wants to keep himself hidden, but also Baela's voice tells you: bitch, take advantage and talk to him, you literally have him right in front of you!
Yes, that's something she would tell you if she saw you now.
"You're not a fan of being among so many people?"
You ask him softly, overcoming your nerves, but again you feel your heart leap in your chest as he looks at you again.
"Not much," he answers you.
And at that moment, you only admire more of his handsome features he offers you as you stand face to face with his profile, actually making you very nervous. And his answer actually makes sense to you.
He on stage is very calm and quiet, so now having to be among all the fans, it really doesn't seem to be his strongest suit.
"Still a lot of girls are looking forward to seeing you," you tell him softly, "They all look very excited."
You see how he frowns a bit, not saying anything back to you, which alerts you a bit since you really don't want to ruin this opportunity by talking to him, even though it seems you already have, but… what did you say wrong?
He continues to look at you like that, so intensely, when then you see perfectly how he looks you up and down, definitely making you more nervous than before, and then you see how he puts his hands in his front pockets and leans on the door frame casually.
The image couldn't have infarcted you more, as he does everything in a calculated manner, movements so simple that they already completely steal your breath away, only for him to tilt his head and continue watching you with that intensity, but now also curious.
"And you don't?"
He asks you with that soft but so manly voice that makes you part your lips, completely weakening your legs, watching him for a moment without understanding while he watches you expectantly, but still with that sexy demeanor.
"You weren't expecting to see me?"
Oh my God.
You think, unable to answer him, your voice right now not working, much less when he continues with his burning gaze in your direction, now having no idea how to behave.
However, you know you must be behaving like a fool in his eye, so you force yourself to answer him but truthfully.
"Actually," you start to say, trying to control your nerves, "I'm waiting for the person in the restroom to come out," you point your gaze to the door, to again watch him.
Then he too watches the restroom door for a moment, to again focus on you, watching perfectly as he presses his lips together in a soft, thin line and then you see what appears to be a small, barely visible grin appear.
And even though you didn't see him smile much during the concert, nor does he do it in his band's promotional photos, now that you see him do it and only meters away from you, the man couldn't look more beautiful to you.
"Hm," is all he says, turning back to watching you like that, his gaze completely attentive and burning, all his attention on you.
Holy shit.
That's all you can think, watching him without taking your eyes off him, just as he does with you, again feeling the space suddenly very small and the air hot.
When suddenly, you see perfectly well how he opens his mouth to say something, taking a step forward, calling your full attention, but at the moment he does that, a girl at the beginning of the hallway shouts his name at the sight of him.
And that's when chaos breaks out.
The girl quickly heads towards him, excited, instantly being followed by a bunch of other girls, all holding caps and t-shirts for him to sign, wasting no time and completely breaking the spell between the two of you.
You watch Aemond again and he's already watching you, but instantly he starts giving attention to all the girls, being surrounded by all of them, to which you can't help but feel disappointed because the moment is over, since... you don't know what the fuck was going on a few seconds ago with him but you were enjoying it.
When at that moment the door to the women's restroom finally opens, a girl coming out of it but now being difficult to get back to the center of the pub because of Aemond and all his girls obstructing the way.
You head for the restroom, suddenly feeling that same attentive and burning gaze on your back again for a few seconds as you close the door behind you. You take all the time in the world, trying to calm your heart rate and trying to stop feeling your hot skin, processing what happened out there with him, really taking a considerable amount of time.
You realize you need Baela's advice, thinking about texting her right now and getting her to give you techniques so you don't get nervous, but you doubt she'll text back if she's still getting to know the rest of the members of the band.
However, you don't know if you should ask Aemond for a picture or not, not being very sure about it, but you know that if you don't ask him for a picture or an autograph, you will regret it tomorrow.
You let out a sigh, looking at yourself in the mirror and telling yourself that you have to control, that you shouldn't act like a fool and that you should behave as normal as possible, not letting your nerves get the better of you.
In the end you don't text anyone, you gather your courage and finally come out of the restroom.
The first thing you see is how Aemond is still there, only now with few girls, in fact finishing signing an autograph for them, to which you watch him carefully and attentively, again having no idea whether to go back to the center of the pub to find your cousins and get their advice before going back to him or ask for his autograph here, taking advantage of it.
But you don't even have anything he can sign for you, except your phone case.
However, the time to think and decide is over when the girls take a picture with him and then start to walk away, all of them looking at him with that excited gaze and of complete desire, while Aemond looks at them one last time and... he watches you again.
And there you have your nerves again, but you don't let them get the better of you, lowering your gaze for a moment, thinking quickly about what to say to him, feeling again that tension between the two of you now that you are alone again in this small hallway.
And at this, Aemond decides to act fast, considering the after party isn't over yet.
"Do you want me to sign something for you?"
He asks you while directing all his attention towards you, with those fucking movements he makes that aren't that big of a deal but completely steal your breath, standing completely still and watching him carefully.
Talk, act, react!
Your fed up and annoyed mind tells you, also Baela's voice if she saw you at this moment, so that's what you do, however, again you respond with the truth and with shame.
"Yes, I'd love to," you look at him nervous, "But I don't really have anything for you to sign."
"You bought tickets to our after party and you didn't bring anything the band can sign for you?"
Oh God.
You think on the verge of collapsing in embarrassment, as he again looks at you between slightly confused and curious.
"Well, I didn't know my cousin had bought tickets to meet you. It was actually her and my other cousin who brought me to the concert," you explain, trying not to show how really nervous you are, as he tilts his head in your direction.
"So you're not a fan," he assumes and you're so embarrassed that he's right.
"But... you were still amazing tonight," you tell him instantly, being terribly honest, "I liked your music and will definitely listen to it often."
He nods slowly in your direction, apparently now understanding you, watching you even with that curiosity and again that small, barely visible grin appearing on his lips, watching him run you from head to toe, not being able to make you any more nervous than you already are.
"Hm," he says in nod, "That explains why you didn't jump on me the second I opened the door."
You let out a nervous little laugh, looking away from him for a second.
"Disappointed?" you ask him a bit amused.
"Just a little."
You smile softly in his direction, not showing your teeth, as he continues to make you nervous and make you feel as if the space between you is very short and the air is hot as he continues to watch you like that, as if inspecting you and as if he wants to see right through you.
However, you know that the moment can be broken at any moment if more girls come looking for him, so you don't get your hopes up too high. When suddenly he averts his gaze and points you to the door through which he left a few moments ago.
"It's our break room," he tells you, "There are new t-shirts and posters in there, if you want I can sign one of them and give it to you."
Oh my...
You feel the excitement run through you, definitely not expecting that, starting to feel your heart rate accelerate, but you instantly get yourself under control and tell yourself that no way are you going to pass up the opportunity.
"Well, if it's no problem," you nod to him.
He starts backing away, as he heads for the door.
"Come."
And you don't hesitate to follow him.
He opens the door for you, watching you intently and again with that intensity, to which you again feel like your heart will probably jump out of your chest, from excitement and also from nerves, to finally enter the room.
You don't even know why but a shiver runs through your whole body, bristling your skin, as he closes the door behind you and walks past you, his arm gently brushing yours, feeling for an instant his burning skin.
He heads towards a table, while you watch him attentively and take a look at the room, not big but not small either, seeing how there are numerous backpacks, sound equipment, tables, chairs, a couch and also a table with snacks and bottles of water.
There are also the guitar cases, identifying his guitar on the couch, where he was probably sitting playing before, hiding from everyone out there. The noise here is less, you hear more the background music than voices, actually this space being very calm.
"What do you prefer?"
You suddenly hear him say to you, instantly causing you to stop surveying the room and focus on him, who is already watching you intently, pointing out the caps, t-shirts or posters on the table.
"Or do you want all three?" he observes you with that grin.
Focus, Y/N. You can do it.
You tell yourself, not wanting him to affect you any more than he's already affecting you or you'll ruin this moment by letting yourself get carried away by nerves, which is just what you don't want.
So you try not to focus too much on his mannerisms when he's talking to you.
"The shirt is fine," you point out to him.
You're not a big fan of the caps and posters you like but on this occasion... you're going more for the T-shirt.
"You're sure?"
"Yeah."
You choose the T-shirt in your size while he picks up a pen, then you hand it to him and he starts writing.
"What's your name?"
"Y/N."
"Y/N," he repeats slowly as he writes it down.
This sends a wave of excitement and nerves throughout your body because of the way he has said it, concentrating on his writing, while you watch him intently, still finding the shape of his face and also his hair majestic, looking more majestic having him right in front of you.
You really don't understand what's wrong with him but God... he's really beautiful.
"So you're not a fan hm?"
He says to you as he finishes signing and hands you the shirt, instantly placing a nervous little smile, taking it.
"Actually no. My cousins brought me, they were both very excited and needed someone to drive."
At this he again looks interested and turns around to lean against the edge of the table casually, crossing his arms, watching you, while you stand next to him and almost have to lift your whole head up to him so you can look him in the eye as you talk.
"You don't live in Brooklyn?"
You shake your head.
"Manhattan."
He frowns slightly.
"Manhattan?"
He repeats and you nod, watching him curiously for a moment as you watch him think in silence for a few seconds, then again watching you curious and confused at the same time.
"And why your cousins didn't buy tickets for the concert we're giving there next Friday?"
"Oh," you go blank for a moment, but react instantly, remembering, "Well, they did want to buy tickets, but they had credit card problems and by the time they fixed it, all the tickets were sold out and they bought the Brooklyn ones," you explain.
He doesn't say anything else to you for a few seconds, watching you intently, as he has been watching you all along, so intently that you feel your legs go weak, to which you nervously avert your gaze from him and look at the T-shirt in your hands, seeing his autograph.
And all you can think about is how crazy Baela and Rhaena will go when you tell them this.
"Pick something for your cousins," he says suddenly, making you look at him again, "I'll sign it too."
"Oh, sure, thanks."
You tell him with a nervous little smile to start choosing, beginning to believe that you'll never really stop feeling nervous in his presence, much less if you're both alone in this room.
For Rhaena you choose a poster for her, as she's a big fan of having lots of them of her favorite artists and sticking them all over her room, while for Baela you also choose a t-shirt.
You notice how Aemond walks away for a moment as you look for Baela's size, then return and begin to sign that for your cousins as well, again watching or rather subtly admiring his face of concentration as he begins to write.
"Here," he gives you everything, finishing.
"Thank you very much,"
You tell him sincerely, as he straightens up completely again, setting the pen down on the table and leaning back against the edge of it.
"You're welcome," he nods in your direction.
You look away, having no idea how to say goodbye to him, you don't even want the moment to end even though his gaze on you makes you feel so nervous, but for obvious reasons, your cousins must already be looking for you and you know he must be out here to attend to more of his fans.
"Hum... then I'll see you... out there, I guess," you smile at him, starting to walk away, "This was very kind of you."
"Wait."
He says to you suddenly, stopping your step, standing in front of him, as you watch him take a few more steps towards you, completely alerting you, but seeing him take a hand to the back of his pants, watching as he takes something from his pocket, confusing you but completely getting your attention.
Then his eye watches you back, his gaze so intense and so penetrating, as you watch him with your lips parted, this suddenly closeness suffocating you too much, not helping anything that the two of you are here alone.
However, he places his hand between the two of you, handing you something and when you look at it, confusion overtakes you further, seeing that they are tickets to his concert as they have the words 'Dragon Dynasty" printed in large letters on them.
"These are tickets for the concert in Manhattan, next Friday," he says softly, still hand them to you.
And even after explaining, you still don't finish processing anything, as he continues waiting for you to take them, while you continue to stand still and watch him like an idiot, slowly beginning to understand.
"B-but...
"Take them, Y/N," he says again, softly, watching you expectantly.
Take them? Just like that? For free?
You immediately deny, staring at him in confusion.
"No, but... I-I...wait, you...
"It's fine," she assures you, interrupting you.
"But you can't do this or can you?" you ask him totally bewildered and surprised, not believing it.
"Of course I can, in fact I'm doing it now," he tells you as if it's the most normal thing in the world.
But you continue to watch him confused, not understanding why he is doing this with you especially, again feeling the nerves invade you and the hot air hit you mercilessly, not being able to think straight.
"W-what? But...
"What is it?" he asks taking a step closer to you, stopping your heart for a second, "Don't you want to see me again?"
My God...
No. You can't do it anymore. It's right there when you lose it completely.
The way he has asked you, watching you completely attentively and with that barely visible grin, his body starting to invade your personal space, slowly leaning towards you, the space between you both ceasing to exist and all of him embracing you completely.
That delicious manly cologne hits your nostrils, also the slight smell of cigarette, everything about him being so alluring, so sexy, so mysterious and dangerous somehow.
And he does it all in such a calculating way... he doesn't even do it all that fast, he does it all slow, just the way he wants to catch you, while you slowly start to let yourself be carried away by him as well.
With your heart beating too fast, you look at the tickets in his hand and slowly raise your eyes to look at him, when he is already looking at you and just like that.
Don't you want to see me again?
His question repeats in your mind, at that moment no longer taking anything else into account. Because he is clearly flirting with you, and why do you not do the same?
"Do you want to see me again?"
You ask him in your soft, low voice, to which he only leans a little closer to you, that grin returning.
"Isn't it obvious?"
He tells you in the same way, his voice soft, low and completely calculating, his answer surprising and thrilling you, watching perfectly as he watches between your eyes and your lips, his eye completely full of desire, while you do the same.
You wonder what it will feel like to kiss him, how he will reciprocate, if soft or hard and if you will also feel his hands on your body, caressing you.
The atmosphere feels tense somehow, as you both start to invade each other's personal space, at the same time as your hand takes the tickets, all hot air and suddenly feeling that need to touch him, to kiss him, to feel him closer to you.
However, just as the small distance between the two of you starts to disappear, with all his delicious scent and his whole alluring body enveloping you completely, just at that damn moment the door suddenly opens.
You jump all the way back, scared and surprised, as the two of you stare at the door and Aegon is the responsible for the interruption.
"Dude, why are you still here? Cole's going to kill you if you don't come out this instant, you know? It's crazy out there, there's girls crying, they want to see you and you-oh....
He stops talking suddenly, barely in that instant realizing your presence as well even though you're standing next to Aemond, feeling embarrassment run through all your body, as he realizes what was probably going on here when he watches you both with his lips parted, so you lower your gaze in shame and bite your lips.
"My bad, sorry," he says and then slowly places a mischievous smile, now watching you and Aemond continuously, "I interrupted something, didn't I?"
You listen as Aemond clears his throat, no longer feeling the closeness of his body against yours, while you feel the embarrassment more.
"No," he tells him in a more serious voice and nothing compared to how he was speaking to you before.
"Oh," Aegon says again and you pluck up the courage to finally get out of here.
"Thank you," you say to Aemond without even looking at him, hurrying out of the room.
With all the things he signed in your hands and also the tickets, you don't even look at Aegon when you pass by his side, feeling so embarrassed and starting to feel your cheeks very hot, not bearing to be in his presences anymore.
And you don't even look back, you just run away, not being able to believe that you were about to make out with him, the sexy guitarist, Aemond.
You immediately look around like crazy for your cousins, seeing that Baela is taking a picture of Rhaena with Jace, so you quickly head towards them, acting normal, waiting for them to finish and by the time they do, you hand them the t-shirt and the poster.
"Where were you?" asks Baela confused.
"In the restroom and I got this for you," you say without much detail, the memory of Aemond's beautiful face near you still so fresh.
"Why are you so red?" asks you now Rhaena confused.
"I drank a gin and tonic," you lie, acting totally unconcerned with Aemond's lips about to touch yours still present .
"Did you talk to the sexy guitarist?" asks you Baela excited.
"Yes," you say acting unconcerned.
"And?"
"Nothing," you say with a shrug and she looks at you disappointed.
If only she knew.
But nothing ends there. Both of them now want a picture with Aemond even though they already have each his autograph, so you decide to wait again at the bar and they follow you, waiting for him to show up, you for anything in the world wanting to be near him again with your cousins around.
When then Aemond finally comes out of that hallway, appearing in the center of the pub with Aegon by his side, instantly you and him exchanging glances without even expecting it at all. And even with the embarrassment, you quickly avert your gaze from him, as the both begin to be surrounded by more girls, among them your cousins.
You're not sure exactly how much time passes, until finally Baela and Rhaena are satisfied and the three of you leave the pub, with half an hour left before the after party is over, but it's too late now and you have to drive.
However, before the three of you get in the car, you pull out the tickets that Aemond gave you for free and extend them to them.
"These are tickets for the concert in Manhattan, Aemond gave them to me," you say and then head for the driver's seat door, unlocking the doors.
And then all you hear as you start to leave your cousins behind are their screams.
During the whole ride, neither of them leave you alone, wanting to know exactly in detail what happened with the guitarist, Baela more than anything else feeling offended that you lied to her when she asked you if anything happened with him.
But when you tell them about everything and also about how the two of them almost kissed, she doesn't feel upset anymore and screams excitedly together with Rhaena, both surprised and unable to believe it, also unable to believe about the free tickets.
Luckily the questions don't last for the whole ride, so you also have time to think about him, Aemond, everything that happened with him and pretty much everything about him not leaving your thoughts alone as you drive from Brooklyn to Manhattan.
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nc-vb · 7 months
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧, & 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡
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sowwy. i thought of this at 3am and now it’s 6am and the idea of this just makes me sad. so y’all need to be sad with me, ok?
summary -> the sun sets, the moon takes its rightful place amongst its people, and the truth comes out.
pairing → dan heng x gn!reader
warnings → sfw, hurt, angst & comfort triple threat.
wc → 1.3k
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Ethereal. There'd been no other way to describe it; no other word comes close to begin to explain the sight before you. Clad in a form unrecognizable to you but one as familiar to him as if it were the back of his own hand, Dan Heng parted the sea of the Scalegorge Waterscape like a god. And yet, of course, it was him.
For all your time aboard the Astral Express, you knew each of its passengers harboured a secret or a shame or two. You never pressed or pried or pondered, not even once. Especially to Dan Heng. An unopened book, you often times had to guess what he'd been feeling within a moment. This, too, you were fine with, because whenever he did decide to open up to you, even just a little, you'd been elated. Whatever amount of trust he had in you, even if only a smidgen, that'd been enough for you.
But this was big. A huge secret. Dan Heng is beside you. And yet, not.
At this point in your Trailblazing, you'd only ever encountered the Vidyadhara species here, on the Xianzhou Luofu. Not only are they a long-life species, but they're also descendants of the Aeon of Permanence. Equipped with tails and horns, ones that you couldn't help but stare at in awe (poor Lady Baiju had been victimized by your intense staring until she'd offered to let you touch them, only to learn of their soft-scaled nature; the horns? Just as soft).
But seeing them on Dan Heng is... a different story. Somehow, you're finding it difficult to meet his eyes, but you feel him staring at you, now, so very vehemently so, even while locked in conversation with Jing Yuan and Lady Fu.
Why are you avoiding him? You feel so strange, the longer this behaviour persists. After learning of his story's details, your heart screams at you to comfort him, to pull him aside and give all of your promises to him during his unease. But instead, you decide to walk away from their strategy session to face Phantylia — it's simple enough, just take her down, right? You don't need to hear all the details — and instead, face out at the open waterscape just steps away from you, perched on a shattered pillar.
And eventually, when Dan Heng confirms his presence is no longer required before the two, he makes his way over to where you sit, now absentmindedly fiddling with the grip of your weapon. You bristle upon hearing him approach, and he wonders if you would've reacted the same if one of the others had approached you; if it were Caelus or March or Mister Yang, would you have shot such a concerned look over your shoulder?
Your name feels a little acidic, sitting on his tongue, so he forces it out to relieve him. You swallow, and turn away once more, only to shuffle to the left of the broken pillar to allow him room to join you. And he does, albeit in caution, because for some reason, you have your guard up against him now.
He raises a hesitant hand that curls around your waist, his other following to hold onto your right arm’s sleeve, and in the corner of your eye, Dan Heng spots you biting down on your lower lip and glancing down at him. The expression you find on his face tells of two things— his eventual apology for his unintended deceit, and, that he has so many things to say, but knows not where to begin.
“Dan Heng,” you call, your voice soft— he easily recognizes it as the one you choose to use when you find yourself having to lecture March 7th, or when you’d chastised Caelus for digging through the trash for a chance at finding treasure. You never shout, but your firm, monotone voice is enough to make even a guiltless criminal flinch. Now, you’ll use it on him, the man you once called your “first and only love”. Now, you’ll call him a pretender, a liar, a fraud, a— “are you okay?”
For the briefest of moments, his mind stalls, his heart quick to follow. It’s hard to breathe all of a sudden, he finds. It doesn’t go unnoticed by you, and despite your very specific reservations, you throw your arms around him, hands running smooth across his back and between his shoulder blades.
Dan Heng doesn’t want to cry. If anything, they’d be tears of frustration — toward his circumstances, toward his past life’s relationships, toward you, toward himself — and if he started crying, he just might not stop. So he speaks, instead, finally breathing, and hoping the distraction helps.
“… are you mad at me?”
It barely does.
“At you? Never.” You, too, exhale a long breath, one you must’ve been holding for a while, and part from him. “At myself, for thinking the unfair thoughts that I am? For behaving the way I’d just behaved before? Extremely. I’m angry. I’m embarrassed. I’m… I’m sad.”
Dan Heng’s grip on you tightens from behind, and he rests his head on your shoulder.
“Why are you sad?”
You can’t bite back the chuckle that’d settled in the back of your throat. It’s not one of humour, either.
“Because I’m just a human,” you answer, tone light, but still embittered. “I’m just a human… I’ll grow older and older until I die, and you’ll stay the same as you are for decades, for centuries. We won’t grow old together. But you knew that. Time passes so differently for the two of us. And eventually, you’ll have to leave me; you’ll have to move on and leave this… this speck of ash I’ll become behind.”
Dan Heng’s lips part in horror. “N-No, I— no, please, don’t… don’t say any of that. I… I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you. I was… I never wanted to hurt you by omitting the truth, but it was too hard for me to say anything… yet.” This time, saying your name leaves his tongue dry, and it’s left heavy in his mouth. “I’d planned to tell you eventually. Soon.” In his lap, he twists his fingers around, the anxiety welled up inside him pulling out his old habits. “It… isn’t easy for me to speak about my past or my lineage, and I’d been trying to come with a way to talk to you about it.
“And… I’ve felt the same way for as long as we’ve been together, you know.” You turn to him, hearing his words pass through clenched teeth. “That one day, you’ll… you’ll just be gone. It… isn’t fair.”
“Dan Heng…”
“I thought… you were mad at me,” he adds lowly, “with the way you were ignoring me before.”
“… for a second, I was,” you murmur back, instantly feeling guilty. “But when I joined all of you, I made a promise to myself to not ask questions, and to not be offended if any of you had any secrets you wanted to keep to yourselves. I-I think that, because you and I are together, I started to want to know more about your past… not thinking it might’ve been so painful that you wanted to leave it be. I’m sorry.” Your head instinctively bows a little. “It was selfish of me to act like that. I’m sorry.”
Dan Heng wastes no time in grabbing you from around your shoulders and pulling you into him again. You huff, blinking quickly to send away the tears lining up along your eyelids.
“Don’t apologize. I was… inconsiderate. I promise— I’ll be with you for as long as you wish for me to.”
You raise your hand to rest it atop one of his, and squeeze.
“… I wish it could be forever.”
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@trailblazernet :)
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johnkahner · 5 months
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Curious question, can you write a scenario where the reader goes on a mission to find Smoke and finds the Dark Smoke who wants to claim the reader as his own?
AN: I think this one is my longest story yet. My second time writing for Smoke, and it was fun. I hope you all enjoy it. Not proof read.
Notes: Gender-Neutral Reader and Dark!Smoke
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Kuai Liang had requested you to join him for some tea. His facial expression was making you feel uneasy. You accepted the offer wondering what was bothering him. You knew Smoke went off on a mission to find some new recruits for the Shirai Ryu. 
Both being seated at a table with some oolong tea and a variety of berries in a small bowl as the refreshments. A few minutes of silence goes by, and Kuai Liang looks a bit uncomfortable. You began to nibble at a strawberry not sure what to say to the fiery man.  
He calmly says your name, “There’s been no word from my brother. I’m not sure what happened to him nor where he is exactly.” Your eyes go wide, but he continues to speak. “I cannot afford to leave right now. We never know when an attack from the Lin Kuei may occur.” He places his tea cup on the table. “Is there anything I can do to help find Tomas?” You ask in a voice full of worry. 
He nods, “Yes, I was about to ask if you could go on a mission to find him. I’ll send a small group of people with you to aid in your search.” 
“I’ll do whatever I can to help you Kuai Liang.” 
“Thank you. He’s the only family I have left. Well, besides you of course.”
“I could say the same about you two as well.” 
The two of you share a smile. He stands up, and offers you a hand to help you stand as well. “I’ll get everything prepared and set off as soon as I can tomorrow.” 
───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────
The small search party split up at one of the last known locations of Smoke. You walk towards a dark cave. It was currently dark out, and you thought this would be an alright spot to set up camp for the night. 
After getting the area set up you sit next to the fire. Eyes closed. You begin to feel the presence of another living being in this cave. You thought it may be a bear or something, and right now you don’t really feel like investigating. 
Footsteps approach you from behind. You feel tense. Slowly turning around your eyes widen to see the ninja you were looking for. You quickly stand up, and rush over to him. “Tomas,” You pull him into a quick hug, “We were worried about you!” His arms pull you closer to his chest. 
Something feels wrong. You realize that there’s the smell of blood on him. He seems to notice this. “Don’t worry. It’s not mine.” He says with a dark chuckle. You froze. He was acting differently from what you were used to. 
He pulls away to look at you. His eyes are dark. You back away from him slowly. He steps closer to you with each step. You run away from him. In the direction from where he came. You were running as fast as you could. Panting. Exhausted. This wasn’t the Smoke you knew. This has to be someone else. 
The smell of blood gets stronger. And stronger. You don’t know what’s happening. All you could think about is getting away from this monster, and telling Kuai Liang what’s happened. As you continue to run, you trip over something. You fall to the ground with your eyes closed. 
When you open them you are greeted by the face of a corpse. It’s not just any corpse either. It’s one of the people that joined you to help find Tomas. You place your hand over your mouth to hide any scream or shriek that would escape from your lips. 
He walks up to you. “Darling. Why are you running from me?” He bends down to pick you up, and get you away from the corpse. “I’m only doing this for you. I love you. I love you so much” He practically growls at you. 
“You belong to me and only me. I will get rid of anyone that gets in my way, or tries to take you away from me.”
You’re scared. You miss the old Tomas you grew up with, and right now you are only thinking about Kuai Liang. He’s going to worry about you both now. Not only is his brother nowhere to be found, but so is a close friend.
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byunpum · 9 months
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Hi!! i can't really find if your requests are open but i really love how you write for lo'ak and i was wondering if you could write one where Jake is screaming at him yet again but he's being a bit too harsh this time so human reader stands in front of lo'ak and tells jake off? And everyone is obviously shocked because no one confronts Jake like that when he's angry, especially if it's family matters (except for neytiri of course). And clearly reader can't do much, i mean with the height difference Jake could just shove her to the side but he is quite impressed and kinda proud of the badass girl his son got himself 👀😂🤭
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Pair: Lo'ak x Human reader
Warning: None <3
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Lo'ak's presence at this time of day was very strange for you. Usually the two of you used to see each other in the afternoon, when he had finished his duties. Being in a totally new clan, his duties were very different and difficult. So having him sitting behind you made you very curious. "mmm…should I ask you why you're here?" you speak, giving a glance at your mate. He was styling a piece of your hair, while humming a song. "Can't I be with you? Ah" speaks lo'ak with a teasing tone. "No…of course you can. I love that you're with me but… you're not usually with me this early in the morning. Did something happen?" you speak, and you swear you feel lo'ak tense up a little. Letting go of your hair, to now place your hands in the sand. Letting his body relax. "ahhh all good…nothing happened" lo'ak sounds a little nervous. You turn around, now sitting on your knees. You move closer to him, so you can lean over and stroke the side of his face a little. You notice a scar on his forehead.
You hadn't noticed it before, because he just came and sat behind you. "Love…what's that? Why are you hurt?" the more you talk, you can notice that he has some bruises on his arms and thighs. "Baby…don't worry it's nothing" lo'ak tries to sound disiterested. But you are already carefully touching his bruises, getting closer to his face. "Lo'ak you need to get healed…you are in bad condition" you are worried, he had two pretty deep wounds on his chest. "Tell me what happened, please" your voice sounds somewhat cut off, Lo'ak couldn't see you so worried. You were looking sadly at his bruises, trying to do something. While you were comforting him. "I…ahhh. It was another fight with ao'nung" lo'ak speaks softly. Lowering his head. "But this wasn't just a fight, this is serious" you place a hand on his chin, lifting his face. Lo'ak looks at you…his eyes were a little glassy. "We went to the arecife, they invited me. I accepted, because I thought we would have a good time…but they started teasing me and it was 6 against 1…so" lo'ak pauses, feeling you hold his face. "I did what I could…I got out of there and came looking for you" lo'ak stops talking, looking at you. He could notice your teary eyes. "Baby don't cry" lo'ak takes you by the shoulders, caressing your skin. "I hate when this happens to you…why are they like this with you?" you speak, wrapping your arms around his neck. Giving him a tight hug, you feel lo'ak hug you back. The hate and anger they had for lo'ak was not normal, both of you had been in the clan for 3 years and nothing had changed.
You look up, seeing some figures approaching you. The closer they came the more you recognized them. It was Jake, next to him was Neytiri. The way he was walking, you could tell how angry they were. You two separate and you see how lo'ak gets up from the ground nervously, approaching you. Tangling his tail around your leg. Lo'ak was a man now, but the fear of his father's accusations were killing him. Jake approaches, he had his thumbs locked. "What the hell did you do now" Jake shouts. "Dad…I can explain" lo'ak holds up his hands, trying to keep some space between them. "No…you shut up. I'm sick of you and your stupid actions" jake was literally screaming in lo'ak's face. You were standing next to him, looking up. This situation was getting on your nerves, you were at your limit. You can't take it anymore, and in one swift move. You get in between the two male figures. Pushing jake with all your strength, so that he would move away from lo'ak.
"YOU HAVE TO STOP!!!!" you shout, while jake steps back somewhat surprised. Well…he was very surprised. Neytiri had been left open-mouthed, by your actions. "THAT'S THE FIRST AND LAST TIME YOU SCREAM AND FIGHT MY PARTNER" You were red, and you looked adorable. You were so small compared to the two na'vi men standing next to you. But you looked furious…speaking with authority. "What the…" jake tries to speak, but you shout back. "HAVE YOU EVEN ASKED HIM WHAT HAPPENED? OR DON'T YOU SEE HOW HURT YOUR SON IS? AH? YOU JUST ACCUSE HIM OF EVERYTHING WITHOUT KNOWING WHAT REALLY HAPPENED…I'M SICK OF IT" you yell, turning around to grab lo'ak's hand and walk off in the opposite direction. "Y/N!!!" Neytiri yells a little, trying to get your attention. "YOU DON'T DARE TALK ABOUT LO'AK, I'M ALSO PISSED AT YOU" you yell back aneytiri, this from hiss in response. Jake holds neytiri by the shoulder, and you keep walking with lo'ak. Jake tries to control neytiri, they were two strong women. He didn't want something to happen that they would later regret. Lo'ak was in a state of shock, you had yelled at his father and mother…you had defended him. Knowing that if jake wanted to, he would have kicked you and you would have flown somewhere else. The boy just followed you, as he watched you walk around annoyed, mumbling nonsense.
As you walked away from the place, you walked for about 15 minutes. You let go of lo'ak's hand. You kicked a few times in the sand, while the boy looked at you with admiration. His strong and brave mate had defended him. His heart was pounding. Between the na'vi to defend and take care of your partner, was a gesture of pure love. You had shown lo'ak that you were capable of giving your life for him. Defending him from something bigger than you, more dangerous than you. Only for his well being. He slowly sits down on the sand, watching as you still bring out all your fury. You turn around, and are met with the most adorable scene. Lo'ak was sitting, cross-legged. His eyes were looking at you with admiration and his pupils were dilated. His tail was wagging from side to side. And his ears were back. "Lo'ak…I…I'm sorry" you lower your head. You were embarrassed, you shouldn't have talked to Jake like that.
"You are amazing…my strong Y/N" you stand there in shook, lifting your gaze to see lo'ak with a goofy smile on his face. "You're not mad at me?" you ask him, lo'ak moves forward taking your hand. Making you move closer towards him, wrapping his hands around your waist. Pulling your body closer to his chest. Giving you a kiss on your forehead, you let yourself fall forward a little, enjoying his caress. "Why would I be upset with you, if you just took care of me?" says lo'ak, you giggle a little. "Are you blushing?" you tease, touching his ears. "Hey…it's not everyday you get to watch your cute little partner take on your dad. You were amazing" lo'ak changes his voice a tone deeper, moving closer so he can press a kiss to your neck. You giggle a little, craning your neck to the side to give him more access to your neck. "Your father is going to hate me, for life. And if your mother doesn't kill me in two weeks " you speak, watching as lo'ak pulls away from you, and gives you a look. "I think she's afraid of you now" lo'ak jokes, moving closer over your body. Kissing your chest, listening to your giggles. "Or he's just going to look adorable on you" lo'ak speaks.
On the other hand, jake is still standing there in the same place, in a state of shook. "that girl is" neytiri starts talking, but she is also too shocked to speak. "She is brave" says jake. He felt a little confused. He was upset with you, but at the same time he felt respect towards you. You had stood up for your partner, you had stood up to him. Of course, he was going to talk to you seriously later. But he was proud, his son had found a strong partner, who was able to take care of him and his future family. Just like his mother.
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kunichigo · 11 months
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“HUMONGOUS!”
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Note:
This is just a short one, this MIGHT have a second part, but don't expect too much! This is just another idea that came rushing in while I was washing dishes lmao.
—› I DON'T POST IN ANY PLATFORM EXCEPT IN THIS ONE!
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Synopsis:
When the ship was about to cross the border of Liyue, a wave had crashed into their ship. Luckily they're all okay, but they want to know about the source of it..
Genshin characters x fem!reader.
(Focused on Beidou and Kazuha.)
Warning: ooc, grammatical errors.
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It was terrifying.
Beidou and her crew was passing by when their ship suddenly swerved because of the giant wave that appeared out of nowhere. It was the first that they had encountered something like this so it was quite shocking.
"What do you think was the cause of these waves?" Beidou asked the anemo wielder beside her.
Kazuha stared into the foggy distance, he couldn't see anything but the wind coming from that direction are alluring and calming. The scent in the air is sweet while the whispers of the wind says nothing about the source of the giant waves.
"Something's going on over there." Of course, he knows about wind all-too-well which is why, he just knew that it was hiding something from him.
"Alright, I'll swerve the ship, alert everyone else so they won't get alarmed." Beidou stated, not bothering on asking if Kazuha's intuition was true or not. She just want to know what is happening and her curiosity might kill her if she didn't get an answer.
The ship changed its direction, its destination unknown but still, they'll pursue through that mist to look for the source of the dangerously giant waves.
It wasn't long when they heard a splash, a very loud one— you know the sound of boulder creates if it fell down on the ocean? Yeah, that. The loud noise caused the crew to be tensed on their spot, by now, Kazuha is getting a warning, the wind is telling him that 'she' wouldn't like it if she met a bunch of people looking for her.
For the first time in his life, he had decided to not trust the wind, well just for now..
"Look! What's that?!" One of the crew yelled out, pointing at the silhouette of something big in the distance. All of their eyes are wide in excitement, some are too anxious to even look at it, but they can't get their minds off from the possibility of discovering a new island.
However, that new island moved, the silhouette turned into a shape that resemble a human. They could only guess that the island seem to be quite large for it to take a form like that, but they couldn't really tell because of the thick fog surround them.
Surprisingly, the mist is disappearing and Beidou slowed her ship to avoid bumping into anything.
Kazuha's eyes widened when the wind carried the sound of someone's panicked breathing, the heart beat of that person is so loud that it was getting carried and managed to reach his ears.
He turned to the captain and opened his mouth to inform her that someone might be in trouble— but a frightened scream echoed loudly in the air.
"W-WHAT IS THAT?!" The horrifying shriek of a crew member made Kazuha turn his attention back in front, the sight made his heart beat faster, anxiety and fright filling his whole being with his beautiful red eyes widening in shock.
A woman, bigger than an island alone is sitting in the middle of ocean— your (color) hair wet from the water and your knees are pressed up to your chest, your (color) optics are wide as well as you look down at the approaching ship.
"W-what?" Your voice is quiet, but due to the size difference, they all heard it loud and clear.
All the crew are frozen in shock, Beidou and Kazuha can't pinpoint what they are feeling, however, they are forced to get out of their trance when they felt their vision vibrating against their clothes. The gift bestowed to them are getting pulled by an unknown energy and their vision wants to get away from them to go to you.
You shifted on your spot, accidentally causing another set of giant waves. Your squeal of surprise erupted from your throat when you realized the possible risk you had cause towards the small individuals on the water.
You quickly crawled towards the ship while keeping your movement as minimum as possible, the people on the ship are running around and screaming for their lives to be saved, but some of them had to stop screaming to grip the nearest stable thing to grab onto when you held out your hand.
You reached for the piece of wood and grasped it, you lifted it in the air to avoid the waves crashing into it. More waves were produced due to your sudden movement and the shock entering your mind— you accidentally slipped, you planted face first against the water with the ship lifted in the air in one hand.
You are that big to not sink into the depths of the ocean— it only reached a one fourth of your ass, just above your hips when you were sitting down.
"K-Kazuha." The mentioned young man didn't turn to Beidou, his eyes are on the back of your head as you lay completely still on the water. You're probably wishing for the ocean to eat you alive since you're too embarrassed to face the humans who you tried to save.
"Divine one." The title unconsciously came out of his mouth, it made the others look at him in shock.
They all watched you get on your knees, droplets of ocean water dripping from your face— your (color) eyes shining yet a confused look on them. Their ship was just a little bigger compared to your lips. The approximate size was from your nose to your chin.
"Divine one?" You asked the Kaedehara, "Are you talking about me?" You pointed a finger to yourself to emphasize the question.
Beidou walked towards the anemo wielder, "Is it because of the familiar presence she emit?"
"Yes." Came a short reply.
You blinked, your beautiful (color) eyes are shining and all of them can see the twinkle of wonder, your optics is similar to a galaxy— bright and beautiful yet mysterious. The swirl of stars in your orbs are alluring them and they can't seem to look away.
Your lips quirked up in a awkward smile, seeing that all of them had stopped moving at some point and opted to stare at you with adoration and admiration.
Kazuha got out of his trance when he felt the ship being put down on the water, the color on his face drained when he realized that you are planning to send them off with a gentle push using the water around you.
He hasn't asked about your name yet! He finally met the divine one who guided him and gave him strength so let him talk to you, let him stay by your side and bask in your presence! Let him express how thankful he is to have a divine one like you!
"Divine one!" Kazuha called out in a hurry, running towards the railing of the ship and he held out his hand in an attempt to reach for you.
You don't know why they are all trying to reach out for you, although, whatever the reason is, you will still send them away because it is dangerous to be around you. You are big, bigger than an island and that's more than enough warning to tell you that you are not suit to have anyone surround you.
You might crash them with your weight, you might smack them away if you're trying to stretch your hand, you might kill them using the water due to the waves rippling from your movements, you might even kill them during all the possible situation mentioned above.
That's why, you could only smile in relief as you lift your hand and bring your hand down in the ocean.
"Y-Your grace, wait!—" Beidou yelled out, trying to delay the obvious scenario from happening, but your hand had already made contact with the liquid and the impact had created a wave that was used to carry the ship very far from you.
"May the wind guide you, Beidou and everyone."
The voice of their divine creator is getting far, it echoed yet it still brought the tranquility to their surroundings, it was almost as if the mist know that they are done with their purpose due to the thick fog starting to cover the place once again, their ship came into a sudden halt as the wave disappeared without warning.
"T-the divine one.." Kazuha whispered, his hands gripping the railings of the ship.
It seems so unreal that they managed to get a sight of you, they heard your voice, they saw your eyes up close and they even heard you utter your wish for their safety.
However, despite the situation being replayed in Beidou's and Kazuha's mind. They couldn't forget the sight of you hugging yourself to retain yourself as small as possible, they could even see how lonely you looked while sitting in the vast of nowhere, but the look of wonder in your hypnotic eyes when you saw them?
You looked so happy to see another individual other than yourself, the way your smile curled up and that look in your eyes when you wished them a farewell— they wish they can erase that lonely look in your eyes.
Because how can the divine one feel the pain of being alone after creating a lot of amazing things in teyvat?
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codfanficedits · 6 months
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Being with you too.
CW: A little bit of angst? Portraying of an unhealthy relationship/a break-up
Fem!reader x Simon 'Ghost' Riley
Little note: I've posted part one on another platform too and people requested a part two. I hope this doesn't suck ass!!
Part One here
Being with Simon meant you had to go to quite some gatherings with him, but you didn’t mind at all, you enjoyed socializing with people, especially new people. It meant you could tell people all about him, about how handsome he was, how the two of you met, how he was different from all the men you had met before. Not a bad word you leave you lips when you would talk about Simon. After all, how could you badmouth the man that had been nothing but good for you?
Being with Simon caused you to come into contact with the Los Vaqueros, one of the forces he had to partner up with in order to keep the world a better place. Alejandro was a nice man to talk to, a bit of a dominant type, talking over you all the time, but you didn’t mind it, after all, he was praising Simon for his good work, and that brought a smile to your face. You did like his counterpart, Rudy, a lot more. The man was quiet, but his eyes were bright, attentive even and you liked how you could tell how well he listened to you, it was way more active than Simon would listen to you, Rudy’s eyes would never leave your face, not even when you somehow got to your favourite TV show. It was so different from Simon and it brought a weird knot to your stomach. You felt bad for even thinking such things, especially when Simon loved you so much. Of course Simon listened to you, he just showed it different.
Being with Simon was reason enough to break off the conversation with Rudy, leaving him with a puzzled look on his face when you came with a lame excuse to go to the open bar. The internal war of feelings still going on, and to ease yourself you decided to bring Simon a drink, to make the feelings of guilt go away.
A smile on your face as you approach him, his back turned to you while he talked to Gaz. You could feel your heart drop when you heard snippets of his conversation.
“….talks too much…”
“…even after….missions…”
Your mouth runs dry, your hands tremble but you take another step towards him, needing to hear what Simon is saying. It couldn’t be about you? Right? He would never say such things.
“I’m telling you Gaz, she just never, ever shuts up. After our last mission I came home and the moment I stepped foot in that house, she was next to me. Like a goddamn leech sucking away the life out of me.”
Being with Simon was the reason why your heart just got shattered into your chest, the fragments piercing through your lungs as you struggle to breathe properly, hot tears forming in your eyes as his words engrave in your brain. He was supposed to be your safe haven, he was supposed to be different. You want to do all sort of things, scream at him, throw the beer in your hands to the back of his head, cuss him out, call him his father. But you can’t. Instead you turn around, silent steps away from him.
Being with Simon became a lesson on how you couldn’t even trust the person you loved so dearly, it taught you that you do indeed talk to much, making you a flawed human that should learn to shut up. You can’t even remember how you came home, the drive was a blur. Getting into the apartment was a blur, but there you were, sitting on the couch, all alone.
Leaving Simon was the hardest thing you’d ever done. Part of you wanted to change for him, chat less, talk less, shut up more. But you knew you’d advice friends to leave a man who would dare to talk shit about them like this. And you knew you would never trust another word that would leave his lips again. Those same lips that had kissed you so much, and again you could feel that war in your chest going on, your heart chattering, your lungs struggling to breath, your stomach flipping. But you couldn’t let a man break you like this. Because excusing the way he had mistreated you would be a mistake.
You made yourself the promise that no one would ever knock the wind out of you again, not like that, not like him. When you pack your stuff you wonder how you should let him know you’re leaving. Would you wait for him? Call him? Text him? Give him the chance to explain himself? Maybe it would just be one big mistake. But your heart knew better, your mind knew better, you knew better. The sadness in your chest makes way for anger. Calm anger, no more tears running down your cheeks anger, but a I’ll fold my clothes neatly in the suitcase while I leave you anger. You won’t call him, text him, wait for him, no you’re disappearing out of his life. Erasing yourself out of his narrative, and part of you wants to be there when he comes home and find everything stripped from your existence, you’re taking as much as you can load into your car. The spoons you bought? They’re coming with you, the toilet paper you bought two days ago? It’s yours and loaded into your boot. That PlayStation you got him for Christmas? Into the passenger seat it goes. Even the duvet covers are coming with you. You’re content when your car is full with all of the stuff you had bought in the years the two of you had been together and you start the drive to one of your friends. Leaving Simon would be the hardest and easiest thing you had done.
Being with you meant that Simon had to drag you along to the gatherings from work, each one more annoying than the others. You would always be so happy to talk to people, and for him it was a nice break, every word you said to others, was a word you didn’t have to say to him. He would know what you’d tell people, always boosting about how much he loved you, it made him sick to his stomach, the happiness on your face while all he could feel was disgust.
Being with you caused Simon to dread it whenever you had to meet new people he worked with. He could see you talk to Alejandro, seeing you narrow your eyes whenever Alejandro would interrupt you and talk over you, a smirk on Simons face. Because now you knew how annoying it is whenever someone talks so much. Simon could see you talking to Rudy, the poor sucker was being caught in your whirlwind of words and Simon was just really happy he wasn’t in Rudy’s position right now.
Simon turned around when he saw Gaz approaching. “She just never shuts up huh?” Gaz was the first to make a snarky remark.
“Never, she just talks too much.” Simon said with a sigh. “I’m never at peace, not even after I come home after a my missions.”
Simon shook his head. “I’m telling you Gaz, she just never, ever shuts up. After our last mission I came home and the moment I stepped foot in that house, she was next to me. Like a goddamn leech sucking away the life out of me.”
A soft chuckle leaves Gaz. “Man I don’t even know how you hold up.”
Being with you was the reason why Simon could drink this night, after all, you would be his ride home, so he had nothing to worry about. He hadn’t even noticed you had left, no instead Simon was too busy having fun with the people that he actually cared about. While you were struggling at the apartment, he was dancing and drinking. While you had made up your mind and had found the strength to leave, Simon was too busy cracking stupid jokes with Price. While you were content and driving towards one of your friends, Simon was finally ready to leave, and it wasn’t until that moment that he noticed you had left. All he could feel was annoyance, because this meant he had to take an expensive cab home.
Being with you was the reason why he dreaded going home, stepping foot into that house again. But this time it felt different. The apartment felt colder than usual, not as warm, not as cozy. And you weren’t there to greet him at the door. Maybe you were asleep? He stumbled to the bedroom, but it was empty, too empty. Simon noticed the duvet covers missing, he opened up the closet and noticed your clothes missing, his heart starting to race when he realized something was wrong. Did someone break in? No, it would be weird for a burglar to just take the duvet covers and your clothing. Did you leave? No, you wouldn’t have the balls to do so. Maybe you just went to a friend?
He stumbled to the kitchen, opening up the fridge. His eyes widening when half of the groceries were missing. The orange juice you had bought was gone, the meat, the cheese, even the beers you had bought just for him were gone. The realisation that you might’ve left finally dawned up on him, and it brought him a lot of peace. He could just spent time without have you yap an blabber all the time, he didn’t have to listen to your constant talking about those dumb shows you watched. It nearly felt as if the Gods had blessed him. Being left by you turned out to be harder than Simon had thought. He had enjoyed the silence for a while, but when he woke up in that large, empty bed, he couldn’t help but miss you next to him. He thought he would enjoy eating his breakfast in silence, but the silence that lingered in the apartment was an eerie one, and loneliness crept up to him. He tried to reach out to you, but you had blocked him on every single platform he could reach you on and for the first time since he had met you, he found himself longing for your words, the way you spoke, the way you were so passionate about all the topics you talked about.
Being left by you made him realise how much he loved you.
Leaving Simon broke you down, but you managed to pick yourself up again. It took you a while, but you slowly found yourself trusting other again, and although you were still weary of talking too much, you still had that some passion in your voice whenever you talked about something, even your silly TV shows. You went to the store, getting yourself a tub of ice cream before your favourite show would start. Your cart bumping into someone since your mind was busy with the cliffhanger of last episode. “I’m so sorry.” You mutter quickly as you look up.
Rudy.
His eyes light up a little too quickly as a smile forms on his lips. “You never told me if Big Edd and Rose ended up staying together.”
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blackswan446 · 7 days
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Can i request for yan! fae jk who lured the mc towards the fae realm and decided to have kids with her but yeah no smut but just the mc (reader) trying to escape from time to time until she birthed twins
sealed fate.
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→ pairing: yan!fae!jjk x reader
→ wc: 2895
→ cws: mc gets knocked out, kidnapping, implied non-con/forced pregnancy
→ notes: ahh another ask! i hope you like it and thank u for requesting :)
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the rain poured down, hitting your hooded head almost painfully. the trees did little to protect you, barely stopping the rain from soaking through the thin fabric of your jacket. it was cold and dark, and no doubt dangerous, but even this was better than staying inside your house for a second longer. anything was better.
the cool raindrops soothed your hot and tear-stained face, and the wind provided some relief from the sweat that had managed to build up on your neck and forehead. though it was odd, you felt a strange sense of comfort when you entered the woods, even during a storm such as this one. this storm was no match for the hurricane that tore through your home, leaving shattered plates and a broken family in its path.
ever since you were a little girl, you felt an odd connection with the woods. you found solace in the trees, with their twisted roots and vibrant leaves, you felt most at home when you were amongst the serenity of the forest. whenever reality became too much for you to handle, you would go and just sit in the woods, and inhale the sweet, woody air of it. you envisioned yourself living here, in a cute little hut, where you drank plant teas and grew flowers and ate delicious soups by a roaring fire.
if you were being honest, the only reason you hadn't ran away to live out your dreams was because of your little sister. she was a tiny thing, only three years old, and you knew that if you left your house, then she would have the weight of your parents constantly fighting on her little shoulders. she would have to face the constant screaming, the blaming, the pain, all by herself. she didn't deserve that, and at her young age, it was likely that she wouldn't live long enough to be able to adapt. she couldn't protect herself from the harm that came to you, and one day, it was bound to be the end of her if you weren't there to protect her.
sure, you could take her with you, but it wasn't that easy. securing a job, a place to live, and staying in school would be impossible with a child to take care of. besides, the world was a dangerous and unforgiving place, and a young girl and her even younger sister would get eaten up by debt and injustice before they could even get their foot in the door. so you were stuck, and as soon as your father stormed out of the house, you knew he wasn't bound to return for days, so you took off for your safe space, just for the evening.
through your vision, obstructed and blurry from tears and rainwater, something caught your eye. it was a flower, a tall, purple flower. it was unlike anything you had ever seen before, and you would probably would have never seen it if the moonlight didn't hit the petals so perfectly. spikey, purple leaves sat in a bunch on the ground. these leaves surrounded the long stem, which had more pointy flowers blooming from it. aside from its unique appearance, there was something different about this flower. perhaps it was because of the alluring colors and remarkable shape, but something about it had you spellbound.
your body acted before your mind, and you felt your legs moving across the muddy ground towards the bewitching blossom, before you could think it through. of course it was beautiful, but there was another side of this. beauty was only skin deep. the flower could be poisonous, even just to the touch. another animal could have its watching eye on it, captivated by its moonlit glow, and might not take kindly to someone approaching it. but nothing was stopping you, nothing was going to stand in the way of it.
as you drew closer to it, you could see the raindrops roll off the velvety petals of the flowers, almost taking the violaceous fluorescence with it into the dirt. kneeling down to get a better look at the enigmatic flora that illuminated the black forest. just as you reached out to take the stem between your fingers, you heard the sound of mushy footsteps behind you. before you could do anything, a powerful force met the back of your head, and the violet radiance in front of you blurred before disappearing completely.
stirring from your state of unconsciousness, you immediately noticed how warm you were. the last thing you remember is being out in the frigid, pouring rain, and stumbling upon an mysterious yet enchanting flower, before everything went dark. as the remnants of oblivion started to wear off, the reality of your situation set in. panic struck in your chest as you sat up hurriedly, kicking off the knit green blanket that laid over your lap.
looking around, the place you were in enticed you almost as much as the flower from earlier had. it looked to be someone's home, and oddly enough, it resembled the same home that you had fantasized about spending your days in, and you couldn't help but feel weirdly comfortable in the unfamiliar place. it was tiny, but you didn't feel physically trapped inside. you were laid down on a small couch, adorned with wooden trim and a floral fabric, with two matching chairs on either side. on the other side of the room, opposite you, was a stone fireplace, which had a fire aflame inside, eating away at logs of wood. various little knick-knacks and clutter collected on the walls, the shelves, and the tiny coffee table, like books, and pictures, and even more plants.
looking at the light that flowed through the thin, white curtains, you could tell it was early morning, when the dew drops gathered on the blades of grass and the birds began to sing their songs. as you went to stand up from the couch, you heard some various shuffling and clinking noises come from another room, and you sank back down into the soft cushions. almost as if you were hiding from whoever or whatever had brought you here. you felt your heartbeat pick up as the sound of footsteps on creaky wood drew closer to you.
"is that you, my flower?"
whipping your head around, you scanned the once-empty room to find the source of the sweet voice. you found it, or rather, you found him. he was tall, much taller than you, and strong, too. his hair was sleek and black, and suited him well. the clothes he wore looked, well..worn. but not in a bad, falling apart way. in fact, they looked like they were high quality and comfortable. a brown leather vest, a soft, white shirt, and loose pants that matched the brown of the leather, hung from his rugged form nicely. he was handsome, his facial features were well proportioned and elegant. he smiled softly at you, and walked over, setting down the two mugs in his hand before sitting next to you.
"here," he said, reaching out an open hand and revealing a strange, vibrantly pink berry, "for your head. i know it hurts." you looked at him, confused, but took the berry from him anyways, fiddling around with it in your hand. "who are you?" you asked, the question coming out quiet and curious. he laughed shortly, shaking his head.
"you're asking me that in my own house?! you're a funny one, angel, i knew i'd like you." he chuckled. you furrowed your eyebrows at him, the questions in your mind growing stronger and louder as you got further away from an answer. "no, i'm serious! who are you, why am i here, what's going on here?!" you demanded, heart pumping frantically as he looked at you, amused.
"first off, my name is jungkook. i would ask your name, but i already know it, and you'll be changing it soon anyways, so i won't bother. besides, i think i'll stick to calling you angel, if that's alright. second-"
"wait, wait." you interjected. "why would i have to change my name? why am i here?!" you repeated, scoffing at the ridiculous words leaving his mouth. "i was getting to that, but then you interrupted me. and if that attitude keeps up, then you are in. for. it. got that, my angel?" he asked, facial expression not matching the sweetness in his voice. you nodded slowly, biting back from asking again what was going on here.
"good girl. now. the reason you're here," he paused, shifting himself to face you, your legs criss-crossed and back against the couch arm, "is because we're getting married, and we're going to start a family. it's that simple. and the reason you-"
"-what?! why the hell would we do that?! i mean-"
without saying a word, jungkook placed his hand on your knee, tightening his grip until you stopped talking. "you didn't already forget what i said, did you, flower?" he asked innocently, looking you in your eyes and smiling again, as if he was asking a simple question. "and the reason you would have to change your name is because it's a human name. human names are much too different than the names we use here. don't worry about it, though, i have plenty of name books if you need help." he finished, taking his hand away from your knee as you sat there, dumbfounded. first, you were trapped in this shed of a house. then you found out this stranger was all of a sudden, just going to marry you and have kids with you. and now, that stranger was suggesting that he wasn't even a human?!
you took a deep breath and blinked slowly. "what do you mean 'a human name'? are you..not..a human?" you asked slowly, nervous to trigger another one of his scoldings. he shook his head. "that's what they all say when they find out. i got lucky, though, it's not all of us that look this good." he answered cockily. "so, what are you then?" you inquired, speaking slowly once again. he sighed thoughtfully, looking around the room as if he would find the answer written on the lines in the green wallpaper.
"to put it shortly, i'm a fae. humans call us fairies, or pixies, and they compare us to tinkerbell. but i have a book that would explain it much better than i ever could. besides, there are more important things we need to do right now." he hinted, raising his eyebrows cheekily. a sick feeling arose in your stomach as you shook your head frantically.
"please, no. i'm too young to have children. i can't stay here. i need to go home, i need to be there." you beseeched, voice going low and desperate. jungkook shook his head. "you don't, though, is the thing. listen to me, [name]. i didn't just grab you randomly from the forest last night. i've been seeing you for years now, i've studied you, i know everything about you. i know why you come here, i know why you're so eager to get out, and i know that you don't really want to leave. don't lie to me, angel. if it weren't for that little, helpless sister of yours back home, you wouldn't be trying so hard to change what was obviously meant to be." he snarked, his voice firm and confident.
"if you know me so well, then you should understand why i can't stay here. she's just a child, for god's sake. she'll get killed if she stays in that house with them." you argued. he shrugged his shoulders unsympathetically, eyes cold and uncaring as you pleaded with him. an idea sparked in your head, a far-fetched one, but it could be the ticket to your escape and your sister's safety.
"what if she lives here with us? she's only three. we can raise her, and that way, she's safe, we're together, and i don't have to have children. that'll work, right? please." you suggested, practically begging as you clasped your hands together in front of you. he gave another thoughtful look, lighting a small fire of hope inside of you, only for it to be set out by the arsonist who started it. "it's a good idea, it really is, angel. you're smart, i like that. but it's a bit late for that. your parents have already been taken care of, and your sister was sent off to safety. nice try, though." he explained, speaking as if he were talking about the weather, so casually and normally.
tears dripped from your eyes, down your cheeks as your breath stuck in your throat. "what are you talking about? where is she?" you asked, barely able to get the words out as you choked on the grim thoughts that dripped their poison all over your mind. "don't worry, flower. like i said, she's safe. she's alive. i promise, she is not going to be stuck with your parents, all by herself. i love you too much to hurt you in that way. your parents, on the other hand..." he trailed off slowly. you knew immediately what had happened, and he knew you figured it out, so instead of continuing the story, he caressed your cheek with his thumb, wiping away the tears that dampened them.
"see how everything's falling into place? don't you see that, flower? this is your destiny. this is where you were always going to end up." he asked, looking lovingly into your eyes as he stroked your cheek. "why can't you just accept your fate?"
the various noises of spring filled your ears as you inhaled the clean, fresh air next to the open window. little birds chirping to one another, the rushing water of a nearby stream, and the occasional footsteps of an animal crunching the leaves and grass. the sky was a stunning blue, with perfect white clouds dotting it in all the right places.
you glanced over to the small cot, bedecked with frilly pink lace and a long, white piece of fabric wrapping around the bassinet and cascading down to the floors. the two infants inside were sound asleep, swaddled in pink knit blankets with various little toys sitting around them.
your heart swelled when you looked at them; similar to how it swelled when you looked at the land across the tiny stream, but for all the opposite reasons. when you looked at your children, your heart was warmed and overwhelmed with affection, with pure adoration. but when you looked across the stream, you felt trapped, and disappointed, almost as if the current washed over you and brought a storm of sadness and heartache with it.
of course you had tried to escape, twice, to be exact. the first time, you just made a run for it in the middle of the night. you didn't bother to plan ahead, or be cautious, so it wasn't really a shocker when you tripped on a rock and twisted your ankle. your cries woke jungkook, who came storming out of the house and picked you up by the torso, swinging you over his shoulder as you cried and pleaded with him. luckily for you, all you got was a slap on the wrist and a heavy warning.
the second time didn't turn out as well for you. and like salt in the wound, what made the fallout even worse for you is that you had a plan. you were careful, thorough, and even set up a distraction for jungkook, so you could slip away in the midst of chaos. if only the fire had burned a little brighter. a little hotter. even if it were just a little more powerful, you could be back with your sister where you belonged. but no, the measly flames were too weak to do any real damage to anything. so one pot of water and a missing person in the house led to jungkook catching up with you, just as you were about to cross the stream to freedom.
that time, he didn't play so nice. he threw you down roughly, spat venomous words at you, and did what he thought was necessary to put you in your place and cement you there, with him, forever. despite your prayers, and pleas, and everything in between, your fate was sealed as soon as he kissed you goodnight when he was done.
one baby would've been different. maybe with one baby, you still had a fighting chance to get out. not only was your fate sealed by the touch of his lips to yours, but you knew it, too. and everything fell into place as soon as you laid your eyes on the two babies in front of you. twins. jungkook was overjoyed, of course. and in a way, you were too. they were your children, after all, and all parents loved their children.
well, almost all parents.
sometimes you wondered about your fate. was this really it? even if you had no reason to go running into the woods, even if you had peace at home, is this still where you would end up?
was your one safe space playing against you this whole time?
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mixtape-racha · 7 months
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part 2 of wow pls 😵‍💫🙏🏻❤️‍🔥
a/n: its the way i started working on pt. 2 before i got this ask 😭 this is just a short drabble to show the dynamic after the events of "wow", but i hope you enjoy!!
words: 593 // warnings: voyeurism, unprotected piv, oral (m. receiving), threesome, "sir" "master" and "bun/bunny", slight dacryphilia, drool
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“oh, fuck, hyun– oh god, right there–!”
now, minho was by no means expecting to be greeted with your cries of pleasure the second he came home that night, but he was far from complaining. ever since the night after the party, he’d been inclined to sharing you with hyunjin - whether it be just you and the other man, all three of you together, or even just minho and hyunjin on occasion.
so, yeah, he wasn’t surprised, but he wasn’t expecting it, and he was surely not complaining. in fact, he took his time taking off his shoes and tie, heading towards the bedroom, and appreciating your pretty sounds as much as he could.
the bedroom door was wide open, as if you wanted minho to see you, and he was enamored by the sight. you, face down in the pillows, ass up and back arched as hyunjin plowed into you with such force, he had to lean over you to hold himself up. the absolutely deafening sounds of skin slapping and hyunjin’s dick squelching inside of you. minho felt himself harden in his pants almost immediately, and even more so when hyunjin pulled your head up by your hair. minho had the perfect view of your tear-stained face in the mirror, drool spilling for your lips as you eyes rolled back.
“now, bun, that’s not his name. show him some respect when he’s treating you so well.” minho called from the doorway, watching as hyunjin smirked but made no move to slow down or stop his assault on your pussy.
you keened upon hearing minho’s voice, back arching further on instinct and pushing your ass back to meet hyunjin’s thrusts.
“sorry– m’sorry– don’t stop, master, please–!”
your words were muffled by the way you pushed your face into the pillow below you, trying to contain your screams and cries of pleasure. you were almost 100% sure hyunjin was actually rearranging your guts, reaching deeper than minho ever had.
that was the bonus of sleeping with them both - where their cocks were so different, they had such different effects. while hyunjin was definitely longer, minho was a lot girthier which felt phenomenal as he stretched you beyond compare. it was exciting to get such amazing sex, and all three of you had noticed that you were a lot less bratty now you had two cocks to satisfy you whenever you needed.
approaching the bed and placing a hand on hyunjin’s back, minho was aching in his pants and desperate to join the two of you. hyunjin shivered at the touch, his thrusts becoming sloppier as minho maneuvered himself onto the bed. you looked up at him to the best of your ability, hyunjin’s hips causing your whole body to rock making it a bit more difficult.
“sir, sir need you in my mouth– please, oh fuck, please, sir–”
and how could he deny you?
“of course, my beautiful bunny. such a good girl using your manners, aren’t you?” he cooed, making you flush even more red than you already were. “gonna let hyunjin to do all the work for you, and fuck your pretty mouth onto my cock?”
he made quick work of removing his clothes, moving to sit at the top of the bed, so your head sat perfectly between his legs. he guided his cock to your lips, groaning as you instantly wrapped your lips around the head, humming softly.
you looked absolutely ethereal, neither of the men could deny it. and you were so lucky to have found one another.
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coffeeghoulie · 5 months
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#12 is so swiss/aeon coded if you wanted a pop art that? <333
thank you for the prompt! I hope you enjoy!
#12 from this prompt list: lifting you up during a hug and swirling you around
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"You sure you want me teaching you this, stickbug?" Swiss asks, brushing a strand of dark hair behind their ear. "Aeth and Omega would be more than willing to help with your magick."
Aeon sighs, leaning into Swiss's warm touch. They're both lounging in Swiss's room, smoke-hazy and not quite sober, spending a lazy afternoon in each other's arms. "It's embarrassing though," they say, dragging it out nearly into a whine. "I've been Up Top for months and I can't connect to your guys' minds. Any quintessence ghoul worth their salt can do it. And Aeth and Meg are busy in the infirmary."
Swiss hums, still playing absentmindedly with their hair. "It's not embarrassing at all, buggy," he says, voice gentle as it washes over them. "It took almost a year for me to get used to my magick Up Top. It works differently up here than it does in the Pit. It still kind of slips every once in a while. It's okay to ask the others for help."
"I'm asking you," Aeon presses, leaning in close enough to touch their nose to Swiss's, face crinkling as his mustache tickles his upper lip.
Swiss grins, nudging his horn against Aeon's two-toned one. "Of course, stickbug," he says, urging them both up so they're sitting. "You want me to show you how I do it, with my little quintessence? Or do you want to show me what you've been trying?"
"Could ya show me?" Aeon asks, chuffing softly as they lean against Swiss's chest.
The multi-ghoul nods, urging them both to stand. "You stay here, stickbuggy," Swiss says, crossing the room in a few long strides. Aeon whines as he leaves their grasp. "I don't really know how to explain it, but you just sorta, reach out? With your mind? I'm gonna show you one of my memories, put it in your head. I want you to try and do the same."
Aeon nods, swaying a little on their feet. They stare at Swiss as he focuses, gold eyes clear despite their recent indulging of some of Mountain's finest.
The world shifts, no longer in Swiss's bedroom, and suddenly Aeon's looking out over a Ritual stage, watching over Papa and the other ghouls. Aeon startles as they recognize themselves from behind, realizing that this is Swiss's point of view. They watch themselves lean out over the speaker, reaching out to the Ritual goers at the barricade, screaming and grinning. The roar of the crowd only grows as they watch themselves reach further out to the crowd, tossing a pick to a young person wearing black lipstick, grinning wide up at them.
From their point of view, watching themselves give a fan a pick, they feel pride growing in their chest, realizing they're feeling what Swiss was feeling in that moment, seeing what he was seeing. He cocks his head, grinning at them, and the memory fades.
Swiss is grinning at them when they come out of his memory. His tail sweeps languidly behind him. "You're blushing, buggy."
"Shut it," Aeon hisses, focusing and trying to give Swiss a memory of their own. They're distracted by his lazy grin, the magick slipping out of their grasp.
"Focus, darling," Swiss says, tone light and teasing. Aeon snaps their fangs once, no real threat, and tries to focus, feeling their magick swirl around their fingertips, dancing over their skin.
They remember a different Ritual, walking up to Swiss's podium, playing a song they can't put a name to. They gesture up to Swiss, and the multi ghoul crouches down. Aeon takes his face between their hands, pressing a kiss to his lips through their balaclava. As Swiss stands back up, he grins down at them, and Aeon feels the warmth blossom in their chest.
The memory fades, back to reality, and Aeon startles as they see Swiss approaching him, not quite running but almost. He scoops them up, squeezing the breath out of them with a squeak.
"Oh, buggy, you did it!" Swiss shouts, spinning them around with the momentum. Aeon clings to his neck, giggling as they spin.
"I did it?" they repeat, a little stunned, still a little high and giddy. "I did it!"
Swiss grins wider, if such a thing is possible, all teeth and crinkled eyes, setting Aeon down on their feet. He still holds them around the waist, leaning down and peppering kisses over his mottled lilac and grey skin. "You did it, baby bug," he coos, laughing as they giggle. "You don't give yourself enough credit. You've got this, you're just psyching yourself out."
"What can I say?" Aeon laughs, nuzzling against Swiss's stubble like a cat. They rub their cheek against his, chuffing happily as they settle back down on Swiss's mattress, their tail smacking against the mattress as it wags. "I've got a really good teacher."
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acciocriativity · 1 year
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Hii, can I request san and mingi (separately) as boyfriend headcanon, please? 🥺💕
Hey there, anon 👋 Thank you for your request <3 I hope you like it!
N/A: This just includes San's and Mingi's headcanons. if you all like this, I definitely can make the other members too, just let me know what you think!
Ateez as boyfriend's - CS & SMG headcanon
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Yeosang and Jongho's version
Yunho and Wooyoung's version
Hongjoong and Seonghwa's version
Ateez Masterlist
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Choi San (최산)
I feel like in the start of getting to know him, he was such a different person. First of all, he's introverted and doesn't reveal himself to people right away.
He also knows he might not be the most approachable looking person, so he goes out of his way to be gentle and nice, to not be threatening at all.
I feel like he will take his time to analyze if you are trustworthy and a good person in general, even if he has a crush on you already (It'd kind of broke his heart a bit if you weren't).
The interesting part, it's the quiet flirting he would try to do, he would be so subtle it wouldn't seem flirting at all and that would be purposeful, because he could pass as being friendly if you weren't interested in him that way (but the ones that know him well can see it clearly).
Only people close to him are getting the privilege to see San like his true self rather than an idol persona, that includes you now!
There's a huge flip in his flirting game, you might not be ready for it.
He'll be playing dirty with every bit of charm he knows he has, but would look at you with the most innocent eyes like nothing happened at all and wouldn't admit it's on purpose.
He's clingy, let's throw that out of the way.
He's also aware that not everyone is a big fan of touch nor it's everyone's love language, that's OK, as long as you don't reject him too much (he's gonna sulk a bit, but he'll get over it... eventually).
He'll also be attentive of when you are comfortable enough with touch and any kind of physical affection, because again, !respectful! BUT it's best if you sit down with him and talk through that, so he can understand better since the start of your relationship with him.
I see him as a person who values communication a lot, who knows how is important, but sometimes doesn't know how to get there right away.
He's known to sulk a bit when he's upset with something, if it's not that serious of course. He'll get there faster if it's the case, he just needs some time to show how upset it makes him feel and then goes to resolve the issue at hand.
If he's angry at something... He's known to be scary. His serious face is quite intimidating and I can see him being a bit scary because of that, specifically if you find yourselves more screaming than talking.
It's best to give him space to calm down a bit.
It honestly depends how serious the fight is, but if it's not that serious and escalated for no reason, he'll end up with his head on your lap, still complaining and pouting, but not at you, just at the situation (your presence and affection will calm him, even though you were fighting minutes ago).
The thing is, if he is sure he's right and it is serious matter... then the space will be for a longer time, but after getting some advice from his parents, he will be open to sit and talk to you.
Also his relationship with his parents are very much important to him, so when he knows you both are getting serious, he would want for you to meet his family (they already heard so much about you tho, he just doesn't stop talking about how happy he is and stuff with his mom).
He knows they'll love you, but when it finally happens, he's feeling all of the butterflies again, because it's some of the most important people in his life together and getting along.
Bonus points if you bond with his sister and/or his family cat likes your right away
Yes, it's in that specific moment he knows he wants to spend his whole life with you.
Now, taking about special people in his life... Wooyoung already knew everything about you before any of the other boys, not because he's more important, but he's is more nosy for sure.
San doesn't try to hide his relationship. It's just obvious, they all could see something was different with him since the very beginning, but it take him some time to share more about you with them.
Not only because he knows he's getting teased (he is a big simp), but he wants to keep you to himself for a bit, he wanted to keep your relationship for himself to enjoy for some time, there's not much of his life is just his, tbh.
That was like... 1 month and that's too much already for him.
When you finally get to know them, it's like a puzzle piece, he didn't even know he needed, got into place.
But again, he's also a introvert and not that much fan of social situations or metting new people in general.
So you two being in your house or in his dorm room, just quietly spending time together is his ideal perfect day.
But honestly if you are near him, the day is already perfect for him, he's a simple man after all.
Song Mingi (송민기)
I also think the talking stage with Mingi would be so different than to actually dating him, just because 1: he's shy and sometimes insecure, so he doesn't want to mess things up with you at all costs and 2: he wants to give a good impression of himself !always!, and that can cause him to not do something or react the way he would usually to be "that cool guy" in your eyes.
He didn't approach you without some help, although he's fine meeting new people, when it's someone he has a crush on, it's very different.
He tried to open himself little by little and be logical and careful with you, but there was something about you that made him want to tell you everything and anything, it was a constant fight in his head.
NOW, you're two are together so this problem doesn't exist anymore (you better have assured him that you love his crazy ass just the way he is!).
Talking about reassurance, Mingi has his down moments too and he does need you to remind him that you love him, that you don't leave him or that he's not a burden to you.
Something his anxiety gets bad with this topics, so it's not like he doesn't believe you, but he just overthinks too much.
He really needs a caring partner, someone who will look out for him and he will give the same love and care back in his own way.
He is another clingy one, so you better be prepared, because he loves touching you in any kind of way, BUT only when you progress in the relationship. I think he would need a bit of time to feel comfortable with you like that.
Sometimes he likes to hold your hand just to make sure you're by his side and/or safe, it's unconscious to him.
Most times, he just wants to feel you close to him, yes, just sit side by side it's not close enough!
About how much time did it take him to introduce you to his friends? The time you were comfortable with, because he was more than willing to take you to the dorms anytime.
They knew about you since the very beginning, they were the ones to push Mingi to keep his confidence and talk to you after all.
Bless Yunho's poor soul and ears, Mingi won't shut up about you for days on end. It was annoying as fuck? Yes. But it was also kind of cute and heart warming to see him happy? Also yes.
When you're fighting with Mingi, he's quite logical and put together and to some people that can seem cold?? He's not, he just trying to keep both you calm and on track.
The annoying thing is that it's hard for him to let go of his point of view and try to understand yours. He has a opinion and he thinks he's right in that.
And he may be, but the nuances and different ways of seeing that same thing (your way of seeing it) is what he doesn't consider at first and that's because he's being practical with the matter, to solve it faster, if that makes sense.
So it's quite difficult to argue with him, especially if you're getting worked up, but if you are, he would back down right away, he can't see you mad at him.
He'll promise to talk through with you and listen to you carefully, so then you two can come up with a solution.
Let's remember here that Mingi is a spontaneous kind of guy, but not exactly adventurous, in the sense of coming with something for you two to do last minute, but it's nothing out of this world.
He is also an extrovert and he shines brighter when he is around his friends, his family and people he likes in general.
It would be nice if you can keep up with him, but if it's hard for you, he'll understand and try to compromise too when you need time to recharge alone or just him by your side.
About his family, I see him being so shy talking about you to his parents, because it's hard to express himself sometimes to them, but also because he never had a relationship as serious as yours before, so it's new to him.
To introduce you to them, I know it would take some time, because he wants to have 100% sure you're the one and that he wants to marry you one day before introducing you to his family.
He wouldn't be able to handle introducing you and you're leaving him, or introducing you and breaking up at some point (again the anxiety speaking here).
When the day comes though, oh God.
You might not even do anything special with them, just talk, laugh and share stories, but his eyes were on you the whole time, heart eyes to be more specific.
It was so obvious his parents made some quiet comments between themselves and his brother too, for sure not as quiet, taking the opportunity to tease the shit of out poor Mingi.
And if he was being honest, he didn't care one bit because you were laughing and your smile was so pretty it was worth it for him.
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in-hav3n · 7 months
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all I can think about is James (1996 James or current James) and phone sex. both of you just getting off to each other's voices because you haven't seen each other in so long and both of you are just so needy. OH LORDY I CANT 🤭
𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐗
WARNINGS : NSFW - sex scene - masturbation
I can already hear his voice on the line, saying the most naughtiest things to you 🤭 but they'd do it differently.
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Let's start with 1996 James. If you have seen "Cunning stunts" (i recommended it to you if you don't yet) or any shows from that era, you know well then how crazy, excited and ecstatic James is at a gig. He's sometimes drunk, screaming, singing and running around all around the stage, even coming closer to the public to rock hard with them. So he'd be in the same mood when he'll have you on the phone right after, chatting for a while about the usual stuffs before going straight to what he would have loved right now if you were on tour with him.
He'd tell you first "I miss my pretty baby - I wish you were there, completely naked in my bed so I could take care of you" and you'd answer with moans, hearing his low and feverish voice before asking him to tell you how exactly he'd take care of you. And James would give you all the details about how he'd make you feel so good with his mouth, his hands, his tongue and then his cock.
And things will be even more intense as soon as he'll discover you're touching yourself on the other line. He'd ask you, or even beg you, to confess loud what you'd want him to do. "I want your cock inside me, I miss you so much James - I want to feel you - I want you to give it to me" He'd end jerking off too, as you would be both sharing about what you'd like to do on each others body until you both came hard. Moans, groans, gasps and whimpers can be heard on the line. James would be the first to come, gig's adrenaline had given him a hard boner he needed to fulfill. You'd cum after when he'll tell you that you are good girl for him...
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For current James - my! Here's the hot idea I have on my mind...
James told you once how much he missed your presence and touch during tour so you decided to surprise him with some nudes first. Nothing too explicit tough. You exposed some parts of your body, his favorites of course, in casual or explicite poses and nothing else. But tonight - or this morning for him due to the jet lag - you want to try something new...
James is far from home for a month now because of "M72 tour" and you miss him a lot. You've never been separated for so long and let's be honest, you also miss his touch. You call him then on camera and you already drool when you saw him with his sleepy face, chest half covered with the covers. He is still in bed and he is absolutely adorable.
You talk for a while about tour and life at home when suddenly James would say, raising a brow, "I see you're wearing a very nice nightie. Never saw this one. Is that a new one ?".
You'd giggle, pursing your lips with an enticing attitude. "Mmh maybe". The you'd show him with the camera, moving your phone to show him what you are wearing exactly.
"Oh baby...", he lazily said, admiring you. "You just wake up the beast" he teases with a low giggle, rubbing his sleepy eyes.
"Did I?". He'd grin and move his phone as well, slowly pull off the covers, exposing his boxer and soon his semi-hard dick. "Oh James !" you'd laugh, biting your lip. This simple vision making you more horny than you already are.
"Now you'll have to help me. You're responsible for that". You notice how hard he gets, how his cock twitches and just get an idea. You change the camera to sit down on the floor, in front of your bedroom big mirror. You then open your legs to show him you're wearing absolutely nothing underneath.
"Naughty little girl... You did all that on purpose, didn't you?".
"Don't you like it ?", you'd start to tease him, slowly sliding your fingers along your pussy lips, letting out a lazily moan as your fingers slowly approach your entrance.
"God baby, that's absolutely erotic", James mutters as you notice his left arm moving lazily in a well-known movement. "Don't stop playing with yourself...do it for me".
You'd do as he asked. Your index slowly makes tight circles around your clit, with a lazy pace before teasing more your entrance by thrusting one then two fingers inside, your mouth letting out gasps of pleasure. "Are you touching yourself too ?".
"Look how hard I am just for you...", he'd move his camera again to show you his hard dick, his hand wrapping it with his thumb on his swollen red tip. You'd whimper of surprise and arousal, not even thinking this would have given him such a boner. "I wish you could put your pretty mouth on it baby..."
"Oh...", you moan, "I wish I could be next to yo on my four, sucking your perfect old dick...". You'd both moan and groan at your sentence and keep touching yourselves, watching intensively the camera. "Tell me what you'd like to do to my little pussy James".
James moves on his bed to be more comfortable and places his phone straight, near his balls, so you'll see him from the front, stroking himself in a frantic pace, big hand around his manhood. "I want to eat this pretty pussy of yours. I want to taste it cause the taste is so sweet...I bet you're completely wet now"
"Oh god...", you'd purr and whimper, fingering yourself even harder with sloppy movements, you hand hitting hard your skin as you feel good sensations running through your body. "James...".
"Yes baby girl...?", he'd hum with his low voice, stroking himself harder too cause he'd feel his orgasm coming. His voice is really hypnotic and vibrates thought your entire body.
"Oh it feel so good...I want your cock to be inside me now, pouding hard into me like this..." and you showed him with your hands how you dream of it.
"Tell me how much you want it", he groans as jerking off faster, you'd hear him pant at every movement. Your fingers move in a fervent way inside you as feel this familiar pleasure knot building inside your core, ready to explode at any moment if you focus on it. But for now, you just want to enjoy this pleasure pulling inside you.
"I want it...I need it...", you'd moan, with your eyes closed like if you were saying a prayer. James' voice were enough to guide you over your orgasm as well as his words. He knew how much you love his dirty talk...
"That's it...keep fingering you hard babygirl. Imagine this is my fat old cock filling you up, imagine how I'd pound so hard into you...on your four, this is exactly what you love right?"
"Oh my god...", you suddenly cry out of pleasure, feeling that a few more pumps would be enough to make you explode. James knows you well and understands he's doing it right. And he knows exactly what arouses you the most. Helped by his words, you mind plays a movie of your previous sex sessions and you start to see the most erotic scenes : you sucking James off, you being eating out by him or even you being rammed on your four like he told you.
"I'm thrusting so hard into your tight wet pussy...I'll cum so hard inside you...". James doesn't need to say more, you soon cum hard. You gasp loud of pleasure, a flame of desire and pleasure burning hard inside your lower belly as your fingers move faster, pouding deeper into you. Even it if lasts a few seconds, the sensation is strong and hit you hard, making your legs shake a little and your entire body shiver.
Your orgasm is enough to boost his own desire. James closed his eyes and leans comfortably against the mattress as his hand stroke his hard dick faster. He looked back at his phone again and seeing you this way pushes him deeper. He can't believe how hot you are and the images he had depicted you also play in his head like a porn movie until he finally releases his seed on his stomach, with steady strokes, groaning and letting out guttural moans for your own pleasure.
You look at him with a feverish glance, biting your lip as you were recovering from your own orgasm. God, you couldn't believe how hot he was and how you succeeded to put him in that state. Well, he succeeded too and the mess between your legs is a solid evidence of his success. James pants hard, releasing the last drop of his cum in a hoarse deep grunt as contemplating the mess on his stomach.
"Are you okay baby?", you'd ask him with a big smile on your face, still feeling high after your climax. James takes a few more seconds to catch his breath, panting hard, and finally nods at you.
"Gosh, you're gonna be the death of me", he chuckles as searching for something to clean his stomach but sadly, he can't find any. "Damn, I thought I had something on my bedside table to clean myself..."
You'd giggle as closing your sore legs, choosing the selfie mode on your phone now. "So sad I'm not there to help you..."
James looks at you with a serious gaze and you can tell by his gaze that he just got an idea. "You know what ? Take the first plane, I want you with me, tonight"
A/N : Thank you sweet anon for your ask ! Phone sex is absolutely hot idea, hope you'll like it!
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starillusion13 · 5 months
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FRIENDS!? Chapter 4
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🔳🔳🔳🔳🔳🔳🔳🔳🔳🔳🔳🔳🔳🔳🔳🔳
M.Masterlist Series ML
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Pairing: poly!ateez × f!reader (An ATEEZ Office AU)
Genre: Mature, Angst, Yandere, SMUT
Warning: The upcoming events in the story will contain themes like stalking, violence, obsession, manipulation, possessive behaviour and restraining acts. Do not kill me for not warning you. This is an Yandere story so you are well aware of what to expect more. For SMUT I WILL GIVE THE WARNING IN THE BEGINNING. (In this chapter, two Ateez members being harsh(?) to mc.)
W.C: 3.4K+
For my beloved: @oreharuuu
Network: @cultofdionysusnet @k-vanity
[Reblogs and Reviews are always appreciated. Thank you you for reading and have a nice day ahead. Please always take care of yourself everyone.]
Hello, Can we be friends please?
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*under the cue*
“Welcome on the first day as an intern to BBO, The great Blue Bird Organization. “
You chuckle on the dramatic greetings from your supposed to be one of the bosses. He is standing in the middle of the pathway leading to the main entrance of the building from where the view of the building is perfect and the sun rays hitting the glass walls, reflecting luxury and high status of the environment. Your eyes shine when you see the logo of the company of a blue bird sitting on top of the pirate ship and the name displayed underneath it with black and orange mixtures of colour. You wonder for a while what does that blue bird even refer to. Your focus averted to the flower bouquet offered in front of you.
“This is for you, cupcake.”
“Thanks, Wooyoung. Well, you know I want to know why do you keep calling me this name. Is this the nickname you gave me when we were friends?”
“…yes...Do you not like it?”
“Of course, I like it. Also, we should head inside. I have to learn a lot about my work on my first day so it’s better not to be late.”
Nodding to your words, he leads your way inside the building. The guard doesn’t block your way today rather bows and greet you with a soft ‘Good morning’ to which you reply back with a smile. Wooyoung still holding your hand introduces you to some employees who were gathered in a group, faces all focused on the ongoing discussion. When he approached them, they quickly turn to him and greeted him and also, they welcome you on your first day. You are feeling so comfortable and welcomed to this new place as if you are meant to be in this office in the first place. As some people are giving you smiles and greetings and then there some with curious eyes and whispers. Honestly, you don’t mind all these because you would have done the same if the boss of a huge company treated a new intern so nicely in front of you. You are already familiar with the different desks and rooms in the first floor and you don’t have any works here unless any boss tells you for a particular stuff from there. This floor has the wide area with the reception place for queries and a waiting area two stairs above platform with sofas and different indoor plants with a great outside view through the grand glass windows and you can see people already waiting for their personal reasons. To the end of that corner is a room for employees to discuss over some private meetings with the customers and beside that room is a public washroom. And while on the other side of the reception, at the very end corner of the area is the different rooms for the grade D employees and to exact side of the reception desk is the elevator and the escalator. The escalators are basically used by employees and the lift is for bosses.
Just like the first day, you are going go to the eighth floor with him and when the elevator ‘ding’ announcing you the arrival to the desired floor, your heart picks up the race. You get remind of all the intense gazes from the bosses all together flashing back to you. Shaking of your thoughts, you try to keep your formal and cool composure even though your mind screaming to hide somewhere, ‘you are not yet prepared to meet all of them again.’ but here you are standing in front of that very familiar door from the first day. Similarly, like Yeosang, Wooyoung types out some passcode and scans the ID.
As soon as you stepped inside, Wooyoung clears his throat and your eyes land on the men spread all across the room. Seonghwa and Hongjoong at their usual desk with Jongho sitting at opposite to them, maybe they were in some discussions but now all three have their eyes on you with welcoming smiles. Hongjoong looks the happiest one on your arrival and he also stands on his feet to walk towards you. Reaching near you, he pats your head, “Did you make it here alright?”
You nodded on his words, “Thank you for asking, Hongjoong.”
He feels satisfied with you finally calling him by his name and not using those ‘sir’ with a bestfriend, well blame it on Jongho who insisted to call them like that in the first place. You can feel stares on you and when you look towards the other direction, you can find the others are already looking back at you but somehow the atmosphere is different in this corner.
‘Are they not happy with you being here?’
San as like the previous day is leaning against the bookshelf with glasses on and staring darkly and you can’t decipher the expression, well it’s not a major concern for you because the next two persons who are just a few feet away from him are the reason for why you suddenly gulp a lump. ‘What have I done to these two?’
“Yeosang and Yunho. Come on, don’t scare our precious girl. Be nice to her on the first day.”
Thanks to Mingi to divert your attention from them. You don’t even know why you were looking at them so long when they just look like are about to launch at you. Anyways, you return back the smile to him to which Mingi nods his head and turns back his focus on the papers laid in front of him. Your curious eyes precisely scan the papers but a soft hand on your shoulder breaks your trance. Looking towards the person, Wooyoung just greets you with a soft look on his face.
“Come Y/n. Sit here.”
Seonghwa gestures you to sit in front of him beside Jongho and you with a gentle smile, step forward to the chair. The rest of them return to their previous action. They want to just leave their work aside and sit with you to spend time talking with you but their works need to be done and they atleast need to be professional on your first day. Atleast for now. They can’t just let their beast out and scare you. They are trying their best to fight their inner self and be a gentle self of them in front of you.
“So, have you got the schedule?”
“Yes, Wooyoung has given me earlier and some of you have meeting in two hours. Let me check it again.”
You turn on the I-pad and select the desired schedule tab and go through it quickly. You know Hongjoong and Seonghwa are eagerly waiting for your response. After scanning the list twice, you nod to yourself and look back at them.
“So, Seonghwa you are having a meeting along with Mingi at 12:30 with The Dune Enterprise and also you will have the lunch time with them as you are going to discuss about the upcoming field project.”
Seonghwa nods and stands up to go towards the mirror situated in the corner. You haven’t noticed that mirror before but it’s okay as you were so tensed last time when you were being here. Hongjoong who is leaning to the desk beside you gestures you to keep going.
“Jongho has a conference to attend after the lunch and before that you need to have the employees altogether to discuss about the topic that will be presented.”
You watch how he glances to his watch and puts out his phone to dial someone. The next name makes you a bit sad because you don’t want to lose his company so soon on the very first day but you cant be like this now, so shaking your thoughts away, you start speaking.
“Woo, you need to be in the fifteenth-floor cabin as you will be attending the interviews of the selected candidates.”
“Woo?”
“Hm?”
“You called him Woo? Or am I just hearing things?”
Hongjoong’s words click in your mind that your tongue slips with his nickname you started calling since earlier because the comfort and friendliness you are getting from him. To your confused and scared face, he laughs at you and pats your head.
“Don’t worry! I’m not scolding you. It’s just nice to hear you calling him in such a friendly way and getting along with each other.” You smile at him and again he adds, “Wooyoung, let me go along with you as I need to have some overview for some details.”
You cast a glance towards the fancy digital clock in the room and notice how almost two hours have been passed with your arrival and greetings and discussions about their schedules. You notice that the names you have called earlier are beginning to move out of the room and then when your panic starts picking up. Why not? If those five are going to leave then you are being left alone with the three devils. The ones about whom you have complained to Beomgyu so much and he had just laughed it off with calling you a ‘scaredy cat’.
‘If only he was here to face them then only, he could know my feelings.’
“Are you all leaving now?”
“As per the schedule, we have been told to be in our designated places by now. Why, do you need something?”
Everybody stops on their tracks on hearing him. Mingi just innocently blinks and recalling if he asked you something wrong. But when he follows their eyes, they are trailing on you and asking silently for your needs. They can bring anything to your foot at the time and can do anything even cancelling their schedules just to listen to you. Feeling so much attention on you, you feel overwhelmed. Somehow, you feel their gazes to have the comfort of a home, a safe place and as if those are screaming some missing pieces of your life from past but you are trying to ignore them. It can’t be. Even if they are your friends, they were nothing more than that, you guys were nothing except maybe classmates or used to hang out together after classes.
Your main question is ‘why don’t you remember then?’
Now they are complete strangers to you but somehow in the corner of your mind, you still feel something you are missing out with them. You look towards Wooyoung, who calls you with the nickname and you are not complaining to it, these three days talking to him and also during the text messages, you feel so comfortable with him. Then your eyes move towards Mingi who is eagerly waiting for you to voice out your problem.
“No. Um…have a great day ahead all of you.”
They smile to your little attempt to cheer them up for the day and step out of the room. Well, God should show you some mercy or let the ground engulf you. Wait, I’m on eighth floor so no ground but you are going to fall on the next floor. How unfortunate for you to be left alone with them even on the first day! Atleast you should have got some days to adjust to this new place and then maybe you could have expected a day like this.
“Are you going to daydream about your boyfriend standing there?”
Your lost eyes which were still staring at the closed metal door move towards the voice. The tall man with folded hands above his chest standing few feet away staring straight at you with an annoyed expression.
“I don’t have a boyfriend.”
“Lies. Are you just going to lie on your first day here?”
“What? I’m not lying, honestly.”
“Well, that’s not the information I got from your university. I heard how you were in relationship with a guy named ‘Mark’ in freshman year and Beomgyu made you break up with him because he was toxic for you. So, this second guy is your present boyfriend, I presume.”
“No. He is my bestfriend.”
He makes ‘tsch’ sound to which a frown appears on your face as why there is so much problem for him to believe your words. Also, it’s not his concern if you are being in relation with your friend or not. You are his past bestfriend and present employee at his office.
“Always sticking to each other like a glue and him being all possessive over you doesn’t suit the bestfriend term.”
“Well, a true bestfriend suit him the most then.”
“What do you mean?”
His glaring eyes and stomping of his feet come closer to you but you didn’t flinch on his sudden action but confidently looking up into his eyes to reply him back.
“A true bestfriend will always look after their friend in every matter and not letting them to disappear from their eyes as far as possible. Who will always stay beside you to say that ‘It’s okay, I’m here for you.’ I’m glad to get him during my highschool.”
You take a deep breath before continuing. He opens his mouth to speak but your hand gestures him to be quiet and surprisingly, your daring eyes and stern gestures made him silent and he didn’t even try to fight it back.
“Also, you are just my boss here so it’s not your concern to know about your employee’s certain personal life matters. I’m your secretary here and even if we were friends doesn’t mean I will let you to invade in my personal information.”
“Well well well. You have become so feisty after growing up. Even last day, you were so shy and scared little Y/N same as from those days.”
Yeosang approaches with clapping his hands and that heavy voice spreading goosebumps on your skin as you can suddenly recall about the day how he shouted on you.
Yunho is still staring at you but his eyes are soft, not having that rage from before but somehow those are still stinging with the rising fire behind the soft façade. Somehow, you praising another male in front of him is not setting right and he won’t be letting this slide easily. He wants to be the reason for the praises you are showering on someone else, he wants to be the one on whom you can rely during your problems but never in a while he wants to be the one to be considered by you as just a boss. He cant be just a boss to you.
“Don’t bring up that past everytime when you are going to be like this, Yeosang.”
“Like what?”
“Oh, so don’t you remember how you shouted on me the last day you were here? I just wanted to have some time to take a proper decision but your impatience just kicked out. Look, I know you all are happy to get your lost friend back and am happy as well knowing that there were some friends out here waiting for me but it doesn’t mean you will treat me as your doll under your control.”
“Doll……”
“Yes, that’s how you want me to be.”
“Doll…...” he pauses for a second, “you remember this name?”
“huh?”
“Starting from today, you cant have any relationship with anyone. This is the first rule for you being our secretary.”
Since the first day you met this guy, his tendency is not to complete any sentence and keep you in confusion.
“Are you serious?”
“Very much.”
“What nonsense is this?”
“I can arrange for an official printed rules and regulation for you if you want, Miss Y/N.” You peek to San over Yeosang’s shoulder, who is standing beside you similarly the way Yunho is towering you in front. You are feeling cornered and under some sort of interrogation. San is sitting on the sofa with a laptop on his lap but he is smirking at you after offering you a not-so-lovely arrangement.
Yunho got a call and without glancing anywhere else but you, fishes out the phone and presses to his ears. “Hello.” His tone is harsh as if the person on other side of the call is interrupting some important business of his or he is least interested to have a talk with them, either way, you just have to face his burning self.
“I don’t care about his fucking offer.”
Now Why do I feel like he is talking to me? You try to avert your eyes everywhere but him and this is not to his accord. He is not liking the loss of your focus on him so suddenly he grabs your chin and moves you face facing him. Your eyes go wide and mouth forms an ‘o’ shape.
“What are you doing?” you merely whisper but Yeosang from your side shush you and leans forward to whisper in your ears.
“You don’t want to disturb his call and make him mad. Right?”
You deny quickly with moving your head sideways to which he gives you a satisfactory smile and pats your head before resting his hand on your lower back. Your eyes again found Yunho’s and you can see the tensed jaws and veins popping on his forehead. He must be really angry.
Your already shaking eyes go wide when he mouths the next thing to you, ‘If this person don’t cut the call in next five seconds, then I’m going to kiss you.’
And again he goes back to the call.
Five.
His fingers brush your lips softly and lingering over there.
Four.
He leans forward.
Three.
“I said, I don’t want.” he replies to the phone but still maintaining the eye contact with you.
Two.
You can feel his breathe fanning over your lips and you close your eyes and lean backward but Yeosang’s hand keeps you in place.
“Yunho. Step back.”
One. ‘phew’
A great thanks to Hongjoong who suddenly entered the scene with the two of them cornering you near the main desk and San enjoying the drama unfolding in front of him, abandoning his work. The eldest has the annoyed expression on his face and harshly pulled Yunho back and he cuts the call.
“Who was on the call Yunho and what were you trying to do?”
“That bullshit company.” He replies and looks at you smirkingly.
“Y/N. Are you okay?” Hongjoong asks you.
“Hm. I just need to use the washroom.”
He nods and without wasting a second, you excuse yourself but before leaving, Yeosang grabs your hand and the way he is looking at you, you can tell that he is trying to say something to you. But what? I want to listen to you but you are scaring me everytime. You shake your hand off from his hold and left the room.
As soon as you made into the hallway, you let out a deep breathe and tug your hairs behind your ears. Quickly, fishing out the phone from your pocket, you dial the last number and hoping the person to pick up while making your way towards the washroom. On your way, you bump into someone but formally, you with a politeness let the person go. The person must be in hurry like you. The call is not answered and mentally, you made a note.
‘The first two persons whom I’m going to add to my friends list is Wooyoung and Hongjoong and I have to know everything about them. How were we before?’
You smile to your own thoughts and go inside the washroom.
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“What was that, Yunho?”
“What? You just interrupted an interesting part.”
Hongjoong just glared back, not liking the reply from him.
“You both were letting him do that to her?”
They laughed on his words and San proudly nodded.
“Yeah. It was a nice show to be honest. If I were you, I would have waited for one more second.”
Hongjoong banged his fist on the desk catching all of three attention. The atmosphere of the room died down and covered with a thick silence.
“ let’s not forget, she is a different person now since the high school. We are not same as before. And you three are going to behave before we find out what happened in that past.”
Their smile disappeared and their heads uncontrollably nodded on his words. Afterall, he is the leader of the company and they are bound to listen to his orders.
Why are they so eager to know about her? Who are you to them? Friends right? Or something more than that? Who are they actually?
They are not lying to you. Right?
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lonleydweller · 3 months
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yandere prompt 11 for assault on arkham riddler?
🥀Yandere assault on arkham riddler + prompt 14🥀
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FOAMING AT THE MOUTH THANK YOU ANON
The prompt did haft to be worded a bit differently as his cell is a glass wall, not bars. Same idea though ^^.
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!Warnings!: yandere trope, obsession, cursing, mentions of stalking, harassment
Yanderes are OK in fiction. They should stay fiction. They are not example of healthy relationships. These behaviors are NOT okay in real life. This is for entertainment purposes
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In and out, that's all it was supposed to be. You were supposed to go into the asylum quickly, do your job, and get out. You didn't even consider the fact you might run into him. You had been free of him for months, a drastic change to constantly being bombarded with harassment. Living in fear of him being around any corner ready to drag you into some sickening game of his.
You almost hurl at the thought of going home and finding another riddle at your doorstep. Another game, another maze, another puzzle, another sleepless night worrying wether or not you'd wake up in your own home. Now, it was all over. Right? He was locked away in the aslyum. No way to get to you. No way to contact you even. That's what you told yourself.
The only soud that can be heard as you move throughout the halls of the downtrodden aslyum were the echos of your footsteps. Faintly outside you could hear the sound of gunshots, yelling, and screams. The asylum halls gave you nothing but dread, with the cracked walls, peeling paint, cold air, and unknown stains that liter it. No wonder people come out of this place worse than before. You pass the now empty cells that line the walls.
Empty, empty, empty. You almost completely pass another cell, until you spot bright orange out the corner of your eyes. A ear grating smug voice accompanies it, "Well, look who's come to visit. Couldn't stay away from me my dear?" Your body comes to a staggering halt, your feet glued to the floor. You can feel the color drain from your own space as your stomach drops. This wasn't how things were supposed to go.
It's him. Of course it's Edward. Why didn't you think this through? You basically just walked right back into the trap you just freed yourself from. You're brought back to reality with the sound of glass being tapped, "Did you suddenly loose the ability to speak since my absence?", he taunts.
Without thinking you blurt out a choppy response "I- you're not the reason I'm here you bastard. don't talk to me." You try to fend off your tears to the best of your ability. Hoping to shut down the conversation as quick as you can, maybe this time you'd be able to drill it into his dense skull that you would never be his.
A scoff can be heard, "Oh, please. Don't act as if you have any other reason to be here. Why can't you just admit to yourself that you love me-". Your tears boil over, along with your anger.
"I don't love you! I never will love someone as deranged as you! Why can't you get that into your god damn head!?", you plead through sobs, "..Why can't you just let me live my life?". Your cries are met with silence from Edward. Seemigly for once not having some witty remark to fire back at you with.
Shuffling is heard as he sits up, he gives a shrug. "I'll leave you be once you realize that you love me.. even if takes years, decades.. in the end I'll win this game of ours." You hear the tiniest bit of glee in his voice as he desperately tries to hold onto his own delusions.
"Decades is what you'll be spending here. Where you can't do anything to torment me anymore."
The dingey bed creaks as Edward gets up, approaching the barrier that keeps you safe. His hands press against the glass as he croons, "Oh.. my dear.. if only this glass wasn't here." His ego never faltering. In the end, you've only given him what he wants. Your attention.
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🪶 Being Karasuno’s Manager 🪶
Kageyama’s Crush
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Tobin Kageyama featuring Karasuno x gender neutral manager
Warnings: fluff, some light kageyama swearing, a little angst but it all works out 🥰 also this is my sMaLl headcanon set 🙄 zero chill istg
A/N: happy birthday to this sweet little Angel bby 🥹 I decided to do bby kags because LOOKATHOWCUTEHISFACEIS 😭
First, love this for you Yn 😅
You are our second year manager for our feral crows
Literally, these guys might be wInGlEsS cRoWs but they don’t have any trouble finding attractive managers 😍
You were originally going to take over for Kiyoko by yourself but thankfully, our queen found someone to help you out
Of course, you deal with the usual suspects
*cough* NOYA AND TANAKA *cough*
But honestly, you just carry a water bottle at this point to spray them when they act up
Noya and Tanaka 👉🏻 come to our arms sweet Yn 🥰
You 👇🏻
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Honestly bravo for keeping your fellow second years in line Yn 😌
However, when it came to keeping the the toddlers of the team in line, you take a different approach
You see, you have a rather soft spot for our precious first years
I mean, they are freaking adorable 🤩
Especially one in particular…
One, Tobio Kageyama 🙌🏻
You don’t know exactly why, but you seem to get along well with Kageyama
Whether it be sitting next to him during team meetings or helping him practice during individual training
You just seem to understand this mysterious blueberry boi
Naturally, helping Kageyama means hanging out with his bestie, whom he SWEARS is not his bestie but is definitely his bestie, Hinata 😌
By now, you are use to Hinata and Kageyama fighting
Literally, you pretty much just ignore it
You’ve picked up on signals that tell you if Hinata is in immediate danger ⚠️
So, most of the time, Dadchi leaves the handling of Kags and Hinata to you
And while you are happy to help out, Kageyama begins to feel a certain way…
At first, he literally thinks he’s just hungry 😐
No joke, his stomach fills with butterflies and he feels weird when you enter the gym
So naturally, he thinks he’s hungry
🙄 literal idiot istg-
However, he soon starts to feel like maybe it’s more
It’s your laugh, your smile and your jokes
They make him feel warm and happy 🥹
Even when he’s walking with you and Hinata after school, he feels content
At first, it freaks him out
Because like wait, something other than volleyball is making him happy 🤯
Talk about odd…
He doesn’t really understand the feelings he’s having until someone points them out
It’s during a practice match with Date Tech that it first happens
You are busy running around, doing your job when Koganegawa intercepts you
“Hey YN! Could you maybe help me for a second?” He asks, showing you his finger tape that is falling off
“Sure!” You say cheerfully, helping him fix it
Meanwhile, you are joking and laughing with the giant setter, talking about nothing in particular
However 👀 a certain someone is literally GLARING at you
Kageyama doesn’t even try to hide it, his staring holes right thought Koganegawa’s head
Everyone notices it, looking between you and Kageyama until it’s finally all falling into place
The majority of the team is simply flabbergasted that Kageyama has feelings for anything outside of a volleyball
“Oh my god, are you guys seeing this?” Suga says as the team nods in agreement
They aren’t sure what to do because this is completely uncharted territory
Leave it to Hinata to blaze the trail 😌
“Hey crappyama, why are you glaring at Kogane like you want to murder him?” Hinata :D
Kageyama’s neck snaps to Hinata, exorcist style
“This is my normal face dumbass!” Kageyama growls as Hinata stares back
“LIAR!” Tanaka screams
“Looks like the great king has a little crush,” Tsukishima teases
Meanwhile Kageyama is now glaring at his team when you approach
“Hey guys what’s up?” You say as everyone looks to you
“Nothing,” Kageyama says before turning to leave
Poor bby is feeling so much right now ☹️
Sure he finds you cute and fun to be around
But these aren’t feelings he’s had before
And what do we do with new feelings?
That’s right 👏
We push them away and pretend they don’t exist 😃
Ok maybe not but that’s what Kageyama does
Soon he’s ignoring you, literally walking the opposite way when you approach
It’s weird and you start to feel ignored and a little sad
In fact, you even ask Hinata what’s up
“Hey Shoyo, did I say something to upset Tobio? He isn’t talking to me anymore,” you ask
Hinata 👉🏻👁️👄👁️ uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
You 👉🏻🤨
You’ve broke our poor Hinata YN, he’s simply stop malfunctioning because he doesn’t know what to say
He doesn’t want to tell you that Kageyama probably, ok defiantly, likes you
But he also doesn’t want you to feel sad
So he goes with neither and acts completely oblivious
“Umm sorry Yn, I don’t know what’s up with him,” he says before running 🏃‍♂️ away from his problems
You are extremely confused and hurt 😔
This continues for a while, still unsure of what you’ve done to upset Kageyama
One day, you as Yachi to take over for you with helping the super volleyball idiots
“Are you sure Yn?” Yachi asks
“Yeah, I don’t think Kageyama wants me around anymore,” you sigh
Yachi is literally ready to just tell you what she and everyone knows but she knows it’s not her place
So she agrees
When Yachi shows up instead of you, Kageyama is so confused
“Where’s Yn?” He asks as Hinata finally loses it
“Kageyama you really are stupid,” he says as Kageyama grabs him by the collar
“What did you say dumbass?” He says, getting in Hinata face
“You’ve been ignoring YN and now they don’t think you want them around you, that’s why they asked Yachi to be here instead of them!” Hinata yells as Yachi stands there, nodding her head
Kageyama 👉🏻😐😳 💡
Without saying a single word, he RUNS from the gym to find you
He finds you cleaning up in the main gym, as he bolts towards you
***Picture Kageyama racing Hinata for reference 😌****
“YN I LIKE YOU!” He screams as you just stare
You rn 👉🏻👁️👄👁️ whet-
“YN I’m sorry I’ve been ignoring you! It’s because I really like you and we’ll I’ve never felt this way before and I was really confused and WOULD YOU PLEASE GO ON A DATE WITH ME?!?” Kageyama screams as you just stand there
You 👉🏻😳🥹 really?
You drop what your doing, running to him and hugging him so tight
He reciprocates, hugging you against him
“Oh My God Kageyama has feelings!” Tanaka shouts
You 👉🏻😐🙄 Ennoshita…
Ennoshita just smacks him in the back of the head 👋🏻🧑🏼‍🦲
“YN and crappyama sitting in a tree, K I S S I N G!” Hinata sings
“HINATA YOU MORON YOU BETTER RUN!” Kageyama shouts as he takes after Hinata
“YN control you boyfriend!” Daichi shouts
You 👉🏻😐
Seriously Yn, good luck with that one 🫡
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