#yo i know who's actually a betrayer

[islandofsages]

hey, I could ask the royal boys (Leona, Kalim and Malleus) with the male reader who is already the king of his country, like the boys thought he was a prince like them, but then on any given day he lets out a complaint how difficult it is to govern the kingdom and study for exams at the same time, sometimes he just wanted to be the prince and not the king.

characters: leona, kalim and malleus x king!male reader

tags: platonic, canon compliant, fluff, imagines + scenario format

warnings: a little bit of negativity towards reader in leona's part, a bit of swearing in kalim's

author's notes: loving all the male reader requests rn. i think i strayed a bit from the prompt but i hope you like it anyway <3

Leona Kingscholar

Though being a prince himself, he’s not as “diplomatic” with the other princes at that school - except for you probably. No don’t ask him what happened, he’s ready to accept it as it is

At least because of your (assumed) status, he finds it easier to communicate with you; at least you’re not one of the top five most powerful mages in the world or the most optimistic person in Twisted Wonderland

Hangouts with him still consist more of silent chilling though; both of you just need to get away from it all for a while

He doesn’t question the days that you’re gone - sometimes people just end up needing you to do this and that. He tries not to dwell on it too much, lest his inferiority complex gets the best of him

Until one day, you come back after one day of absence, which is normal enough until-

“*sigh* I swear, being king is less appealing as my retainers make it sound, especially since I also have to go to school all the while.”

I’m sorry, being what now?

He knew you were royalty, that much he got from everyone whispering about you back when you enrolled and since you made little mention of your background, he just assumed you were a prince like him

You let out a tired chuckle then and comment on how you forgot that you never told him you’re an actual king of a nation

He has mixed feelings over this - he thought he finally met someone a little bit like him, yet you’re just another one of them and you never bothered telling him who you are?

But don’t worry, he gets over his feelings of betrayal after a while; it’s not like the reveal changed who you are as a person. You’re still the same guy who he’s been hanging out with and he knows his brain is trying to defend itself

You apologize for not telling him sooner and despite your complaints, you try not to sound ungrateful, especially considering his issues

At some point, even Leona himself starts to forget about that fact

It doesn’t matter if you carry a whole nation on your shoulders because - and he will never say this out loud - he knows you’re capable and if you start to crumble, he’ll be there for you.

Kalim Al-Asim

Though he’s not one to really care about someone’s social status, he’s happy to have more royal friends

Doesn’t stop him from spoiling you. Haven’t you heard? Any friends of Kalim are also friends of his many, many fortunes

He invites you over to Scarabia for parties every so often and either you are surrounded by people or everyone leaves you alone out of intimidation

But hey, if the latter happens, Kalim is more than happy to help you make some friends (unless you’re uncomfortable with it of course but he’ll still try to help)

One time, at one of his many parties, you two were simply laughing over something and it reminded you of something-

“That makes me think of the time this creature took a shit on my throne back at home - it took a few days for the stench to fade!”

Oh, of course, your throne! Everyone totally has a literal throne back home! Until Kalim realizes that is, in fact, untrue

As if he wasn’t already excited at the prospect of a new friend, he gets more excited at the fact that you have your own throne and is, he concludes, a monarch

You brush him off, light pink decorating your cheeks, saying that it’s not really that special - and you mean it

You tell him of the experience and you couldn’t help slip in a few complaints; it isn’t easy to juggle both school and royal responsibilities at the same time

He only listens in and tries his best to understand; he is no king, and though he is a housewarden and a prince, your struggles differ from his by a long mile

From that day on, he makes sure to check in on you and if you’re feeling less than, he’ll drop everything and do anything to relieve you of your stress

When he drops by your nation and your palace, he brings in a whole parade. It’s so Kalim that you can only laugh

You knew that story about a creature shitting on your throne was gonna be a good story at parties.

Malleus Draconia

Your presence is an absolute delight to him; it didn’t occur to him to ask what kind of royalty you are but it didn’t matter either way

He finds himself more comfortable talking about his heritage around you, knowing that you can somewhat relate to being of nobility

If you’re not part of his club, sometimes you tag along on his gargoyle crusades for the hell of it - seeing him so passionate about something brings a smile to your face

On one of your many escapades, he points out a gargoyle and begins to ramble about its features

Hearing it suddenly makes you remember-

“Ah gosh, I just remembered I should be back home right now, some of my people will be coming over to construct some gargoyles around my castle.”

He doesn’t question it at first but then the phrase “my people” registered in his mind. Wait, what do you mean your people?

You start to apologize for not telling him and also the fact that you have to leave that very moment

After you came back after the whole ordeal, you sit him down somewhere and tell him about your position

As mentioned, it doesn’t matter to him what responsibilities you have, as long as you can be his friend

You breathe out a sigh of relief and invite him to continue where you two left off last time

Nothing changes much between you two, except for the fact that you share more of your kingly experiences

He definitely drops by your place at least once - he could never miss out a chance on seeing some new gargoyles

And as he looks on at those beautiful waterspouts, you can’t help but be grateful that they can serve as a source of happiness for someone too.

[youraverageaemondsimp]

“One of your girls.” // Modern!Aegon II Targaryen x F!Reader.

❝We don't gotta be in love, no. I don't gotta be the one, no. I just wanna be one of your girls tonight.❞

Summary: trying to get over a break up is hard, especially when the other person cheated on you, the ultimate betrayal, but Aegon is here to save the day.

WARNINGS: afab!reader, sex under influence (not too heavily but still), alcohol consumption, unprotected p in v sex, cumming inside, tiddy sucking, nipple play, cunnilingus, oral f. receiving, cockwarming, slight angst(?), reader is bold + not proofread

WC: 1.5k

A/N: I needed to get this out of my brain cause this has actually prevented me from finishing the aemond one shot 😭 so here it is! // divider credits to @cafekitsune

The music of the party rang through your eardrums as you sipped on the beverage you had ordered, you stood there by the bar and watched as the crowd danced to the music. You have been trying to get over your break up after finding that your boyfriend had been sleeping with one of your friends.

So when you found out that Aegon was throwing a party through helaena? You immediately knew you had to attend because you realised that staying down in the dumps isn't going to help.

Well, that's what brings you here now, standing and sipping on the drink, all of this was very expensive and you didn't know how Aegon could afford this, actually, you do, he is a Targaryen after all. They're filthy rich.

“What are you doing here all alone by yourself?” You turn your head to face the person who was talking to you, only to find Aegon leaning against the counter boredly looking at you. “Having the time of my life.” You reply cheekily which makes him smile, “By standing alone?” He asks and you nod, which makes him roll his eyes playfully. “Where is that bf of yours? Ditched you for some other girl?” He asks and your expression drops, “I broke up with him, he cheated on me.” You tell him, avoiding eye contact. Aegon's eyes widen and he immediately stumbles on his words “Shit- fuck- I didn't mean to- I'm so sorry- I was just joking cause you know he is always like that.” He frantically apologises and you chuckle, “It's fine Aeg.” you tell him.

“So you're single now huh?” He changes the conversation and you nod, “Well, enjoy your single time for a while, cause the moment others find out; they'll be flocking to you.” Aegon jokes and you raise an eyebrow, “Flocking to me?” you question and he smirks and leans towards you, “Of course, I mean- who wouldn't want the hottest girl on campus, especially now that she's left her ugly boyfriend?” His tone becomes flirty as he scans you from down to up which makes you smirk.

“Do you want me?” You ask directly which catched Aegon off guard and he blinks trying to process what you just said, you stand there waiting with a smirk on your face. “I mean– who wouldn't?” He tries avoiding the question but you place your drink down on the counter and grab his shirt, pulling him close to you. “Tell me Aegon, do you want me?” you whisper, staring into his eyes and he swallows thickly, his hands moving to grab your waist.

You brush your nose against his, tilting your head to hover your lips against his, he looks at your lips before licking his own, “Tell me.” Your hand caresses his cheek, pushing one of the stray hair strands back to his ear, his breathing becomes heavy before he whispers the words you finally wanted to hear, “Yes, I want you.”

The next thing you know is that you're in the bathroom, door locked and music muffled, back pressed against the door as you kiss Aegon, his lips frantically moving against yours in sheer desperation. He pulls away to look at you.

“I- I just want to say this before we continue further.” He pants and you frown, “I don't do- love, just a heads up for you to not catch feelings for me. I'll hurt you.” He tells you which makes you smile, “Don't worry Aeg, I don't want to be in love either, I just wanna be one of your girls for tonight.” You tell him and he searches your eyes for a moment before slamming his lips against yours, resuming what you both were doing before.

His hands travel to your breasts groping and squeezing them harshly as the kiss turns more passionate and deeper, he pulls away and focuses on undoing your clothes, he pulls down the material from your shoulders, exposing your breasts, you had no worn a bra and he looks in your eyes for approval which you give him through nodding.

He trails kisses down your neck to your breast, before suckling on your nipple, pulling it between his teeth, you grip his head as he continues his ministrations on your nipple.

He pulls away, and moves you, placing you on the bathroom counter and kneeling on the ground, he parts your legs wide and pulls your dress up making it bunch up at your thighs while he pulls your panty down.

“Fuck– such a cute little pussy.” He places kisses on the inner sides of your thighs and you whine as he teases you, “Shh, be patient, let me appreciate you first baby.” He continues to press kisses on your inner thighs making you shiver in anticipation, and when you least expect it, he engulfs your clit into his mouth causing you moan out loud, you immediately bite your lip to suppress your noises but the way his tongue is bringing you pleasure makes it harder.

You grip his hair as you start to grind against his face, matching his rhythm while he grips your thighs tightly, tongue swirling and flicking your bud, he bites it slightly causing you to wince and tighten your grip on his hair. “Fuck– Aeg–! you're so good–– you really know how to hit the right spots.” You praise him, throwing your head back, which causes him to suckle a bit too hard, the praise going straight to his cock.

The itch that forms there slowly is satiated by his tongue before you feel it burst, sending pleasure up your core and through your spine.

He pulls away and immediately stands up, unbuckling his pants hurriedly as he pants heavily, his lips glistening with your essence, you place your hand on his cheek and pull him close for a kiss, tasting the tangy flavour.

He groans into your mouth before he pulls away and parts your legs wide, as he desperately pumps his cock in his hand, trying to ease the itch he desperately feels.

“Need to be inside you– fuck. I don't have a condom.” He tells you concerningly and you stare at him, “It's fine, put it in raw, I'm clean and I have an IUD.” you reassure him and his eyes widen, “Wait actually? Are you sure?” He questions and you nod, “Yes Aeg– just hurry up and fuck me.” You say desperately and that's enough for him to push himself inside you. Fully settling inside you and you moan at the feeling.

He gasps when you clench around him, before he slowly rocks his hips back and forth, coating himself fully in juices, while mouthing at your neck and massaging your tits, he then speeds up his pace, his cock moving in and out and you wrap your legs around him, pulling him even closer as your hands remain on his shoulders.

He stops kissing your neck and looks in your eyes for a moment, the eye contact so intense and you swallow thickly, his lips find yours and you both are kissing once again, except for an odd reason it feels more intimate this time.

His speeds up even more, his body causing you to rock back and forth on the counter, you let out a whine into the kiss when you feel his tip hit that sweet spot inside you, “Fuck yeah! Right there oh gods Aegon–!” You say out loud, but your voice is muffled by the kiss, his sheer desperation in kissing you is making your head spin, the way his mouth works wonders against your own. You pull away gasping for air and that's when his tip lands a final hit at your sweet spot, causing you to topple over the edge, your orgasm hitting you like a huge wave, you bite your lip so hard to suppress the loud moan to the point it hurts.

“‘m gonna cum fuck.” he grunts and speeds his pace up more, his grips your waist tightly as he is now chasing his own orgasm and then he finishes with a loud growl, shooting hot ropes of cum inside your womb.

“Shit– I didn't pull out.” He curses himself, breathing heavily but you caress his face, “I have IUD remember, it's fine.” you reassure him, before you place a kiss on his forehead.

He remains still for a while and pulls out after his cock completely softens and brings up his pants.

You fix yourself as well, doing what was required before and you press a kiss to Aegon before speaking, “Call me if you ever need me again okay?” You tell him which he frowns at, he should be the one telling you that but he doesn't say anything as he watches you walk out of the bathroom.

He breathes heavily, trying to process everything, a warm feeling in his chest beginning to bloom when he recalls what you had done to him.

Maybe you aren't gonna remain just "one of his girls for the night" for too long.

— !  ݈݇- thank you so much for reading! i hope you enjoyed it <3 comments and reblogs are appreciated greatly ♡

[hoaxriot]

Sirius x reader where the marauders are ignoring him after the prank on Snape and the reader comforts him.

LABYRINTH

pairings. sirius black x reader

synopsis. after sirius did the prank he can’t find comfort from anyone but you.

notes. thank you for requesting this, i hope you like it🫶🏻!

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the marauders was a tight knit group of friends, of course on top of the other friends they had but just them no one could come between them— except their own. sirius didn’t mean for it to happen the way it did but it was the biggest betrayal remus has ever encountered so it split the group up or really sirius being not apart of it.

everyone stopped talking to him, he deserved it but he beat himself up for it, he couldn’t sleep in the dorm and he couldn’t even feel okay sleeping in your dorm since all the girls were on remus’ side.

he was currently sat watching the fire on the couch in the common room, thinking of millions of things. maybe he was who his parents said he was, maybe being around all these kind people made him forget who he actually was, maybe— his thoughts were cut short when he felt someone touch his shoulder from behind him.

he jumped a bit turning around to see you in your pajamas with a cardigan tugged around your torso. he softened as he met your eyes but his shoulders were still stiff, his mind was still yelling at him. it got worse when you started to make your way around the couch seeing how upset he was, he watched as you gently sit down beside him and grab his hand softly.

he didn’t lock his fingers the way you did.

you don’t deserve her. you don’t deserve her. you don’t deserve her. he repeatedly said to himself in his head. he doesn’t deserve anyone, so he let go of your hand causing you lips to curve down a little.

“sirius?” you said lightly, he didn’t move he just stared at the fire.

“i don’t deserve you, i don’t.. i don’t deserve anything from you.” he spoke, you could tell he was already getting choked up but you didn’t move letting him get his emotions out.

“i did something horrible to- to someone you has done everything for me, remus has done everything good for me from the moment i sat down next to james on the train. he didn’t judge me for my last name or my family. for anything. a-and i did everything wrong to him in one single night. everyone hates me, yo— you should hate me, i need someone else to hate me and tell me how horrible i am. everyone is so quiet around me or they look at me oddly. i need someone to tell me— i need someone to tell me how wrong i am, how i am exactly like who my mother told me i am.” he ranted, sirius started to cry leaning over to hold his head in his hands, pulling at his long locks.

“sirius,” you put your hand on his back but he moved away, this time you didn’t pull away. you grabbed his hand from his head grabbing his face gently so he could look at you but he moved his face again.

“sirius. yes, you did something wrong. and yes, remus has every right to be mad and yes everyone is entitled to be upset— especially remus, you know that,” you spoke, you couldn’t lie to him but you loved sirius dearly so lying won’t work.

“but you are nothing like what your mom told you or who she forced you to be, nothing. you will never be that. you have the sweetest heart and people do things that they shouldn’t do. you have to learn and know what you did wrong for you to forgive yourself. you have got to stop sitting down here all night and beating yourself up, not sleeping, drinking when your mind gets to heavy, going to class late. you can’t do that.” he shakes his head as he listens, why are you being so sweet?

“no! you don’t understand. i am not who everyone thinks i am, this is who i am.” sirius looks at you eyes full of tears, you shook your head as you felt the sting in your eyes as tears started to form, he was so deep in head he was convincing himself that he was a horrible person because of this.

“no, sirius. this is not who you are!” you slightly raised your voice, he looked up at you listening to you for the first time, actually listening . “you did something wrong, yes. okay? but your whole word is not ending, you are not falling to the wrong side because of this. sirius, remus needs time. you have to give yourself time. you’re moving to fast, you’re listening to every single thought that pops into your mind. you can’t do that.” you talk, he listens. as you finish he lets out a sob shaking his head multiple times.

he easily falls into your body making you fall back onto the couch, half his body is off of you so it doesn’t hurt.

“why don’t you hate me like everyone else does?” he speaks into your collarbone where his head lays, you feel his breath on your free skin.

“one bad thing doesn’t defy who you are.” you speak softly as you bring one hand to his hair. he begins to sob again.

the prank that sirius did was wrong but you loved sirius, you also loved remus and sirius knew that so he pushed you away. he ignored you, you let him but as he went into a hole you couldn’t anymore. you saw him sleep on the couch (more of him staring off into nothing.) you noticed the way he come into class looking messy, the bottles beside the couch in the morning.

he needed someone to tell him what he needed to hear, you gave him his space because sirius is hard headed when it comes to his emotions. he shuts everyone out when he comes home from a bad break at his home, he doesn’t mean to. it’s just what he grew up with. he never had anyone, he always comforted his younger brother not being able to bare regulus with more. so he did it all by himself.

so that’s why you came down tonight knowing he was going to be there awake— thinking.

you let sirius cry as you held him, another night sirius black cried himself to sleep after the prank but he had someone for once. he let his emotions out in front of someone, he let someone help him.

[bird-inacage]

Only Friends: Why Ray x Mew is Doomed to Fail

This show is consistently catching me off guard and I LOVE that. I was not expecting this to come out of the fallout, mostly because I didn't see Mew ever choosing this. But here we are. As soon as the final scene of Ray and Mew dancing at Yo's bar came on screen, I was wildly uncomfortable. Something felt so inherently wrong and off-kilter with this image. So let's discuss why.

Resigned Acceptance VS Active Choice

Let's be clear firstly; Mew hasn't chosen Ray. The entire exchange between them is Mew doing calculations in his head. And what he concludes is if someone loves you far more, then you don't lose out. Logically it's a far easier and safer proposition to try. (Whereas with Top, who was supposedly so out of Mew's league, has now caused Mew a tonne of insecurity because of his betrayal). Ray can't hurt him because Mew has never regarded Ray as suited for that spot.

It's with an air of resigned acceptance (and an obvious lack of any enthusiasm) that Mew accepts Ray's pursuit of him. Like a lukewarm shrug, 'Yeah. I guess. I suppose. Why not.' Right now Mew needs a distraction and here is his perfect opportunity to appear as if he's 'moved on' already. That he's unaffected. Mew is only doing all of this because he's hurting. If Top hadn't cheated, his stance on Ray would still be unwaveringly firm.

This also serves as an ideal way to punish Top. Top's reason for cheating was thinking (wrongly) that there was something going on between him and Ray. So why not rub that in his face and actually have something going on now to spite him? Top's worst nightmare manifested.

Mew Playing Mew 2.0

I had a really strong feeling this episode that Mew was trying to emanate Ray, especially with his new look. Bit by bit, Mew is denouncing everything that once made him who he was. He's trying to embrace the opposite end of the spectrum and his closest point of reference is Ray.

Ray isn't responsible. Ray is impulsive. He has everyone else taking care of him. I think in some ways Mew may envy Ray at times. The luxury to be reckless, spontaneous and have people around you to pick up the pieces. To test run Ray's 'fuck it' mentality for a change and forego accountability is freeing, it's seductive.

However, Mew 2.0 is just Mew playing 'dress up'. It's a costume and a form of armour but nothing more. Mew is not coupling up with Ray as his authentic self (and ultimately the 'self' that Ray fell in love with). The man Ray loves VS the man Ray is now dating are two different people. There's already a layer of falsehood sandwiched between them.

Ray's Glorification of Mew

In Ray's eyes, Mew can do no wrong. The way that Ray sees Mew is faultless, blemish-free, almost saintlike. Mew is his saviour and Ray holds him on a incredibly high pedestal. This puts an enormous amount of pressure on anyone who is the subject of this adoration.

When we love someone, what we really desire is to be seen for all the things that makes us painfully human. The things we hate about ourselves; the ugly, the unsightly, the flaws - for someone to know us at our very worst and still love us despite all that.

Ray's opinion of Mew means he can never truly appreciate who he is as just another person who has his faults and shortcomings. It also means Ray is likely to look to Mew to have the answers, to share his wisdom and that's just not always going to be the case.

For now, Ray may be basking in the awe of living his ultimate fantasy but I don't think he'll be able to cope with the reality being less than perfection. Of Mew being less than perfection. You've set Mew up to fail, and you've doomed this relationship to fall short of the spectacular grandeur you may have conjured in your head.

This pairing is fundamentally not on equal footing. Mew is vicariously living through Ray like some rollercoaster ride to hedonism. Ray is a means for him but not a destination.

[stafyliaa]

"Miles it's me!"

Prowler!Miles x Spiderhero!Reader (gender neutral)

cw: angst,Jeff being funny,mentions of Jeff death (sorry it's earth 42 😭),tears,no comfort (maybe there will be on part two) "betrayal" and a big misunderstanding

Hii! This is my first time writing hehehe give me a chance and please be nice :D im gonna do a ending to this fic but it's gonna take a while

I'm more than happy to write requests so don't be shy!!

You are Miles lover..but you are also the friendly neighborhood Spider hero! While Miles is the Prowler! And the worst..you both didn't know that

But you never thought Prowler was a bad guy,he actually helped people too but- he kinda hates you for some reason

maybe he was jealous of the amount of popularity you have and how you are incredible strong and how your suit was soooo pretty so yeah,who cares about Prowler anyways? He's a douchebag

As for Miles..He is the best!!

He looks like he is trying to poop everytime with that "scary" face of him but he is really sweet and respectful boy

he respects your space and supports your decisions,he is great with gifts (handmade or purchased) and never fails to make you feel especial regardless of anything ♡

You were great friends with his family too! They love you! But, something happened

His dad was captain Morales,he passed away doing his job..being a hero without spider powers or something like that yeah good guy

You remembered that when he was alive he didn't liked the ideia of a masked hero around (another jealous man),but after some events you kinda "worked together" to protect the peace at the city

The Spiderhero and captain Morales protecting our dear Brooklyn! couldn't get better

he enjoyed talking about his son and you can't deny it was fun to see what Miles was like from his father's point of view

"My boy has a beautiful significant other,i consider them as my own child! You know? Don't tell anybody but i kinda get jealous on how much of attention my wife put on them cause like,does she like them more then me?!! That's unacceptable hmfp"

Yeah and things like that was really fun too

But that day you couldn't saved him

You tried.. But unfortunately it didn't worked

Miles was devastated..you felt so guilty every day for not being able to save his dad but you always comforted him whenever he need it and he is very grateful for that

If you thought you were nobody under your hero mask you are sorely mistaken! You are everything to Miles,you are his hero

it's been sometime since that happened and everything seems to be okay

Until now

It was a random night you were patrolling the city when you ended up realizing that you were close to where Miles lived

It wouldn't hurt anyone to take a look would it?

But the last thing you expected to see was this

And this i mean

Prowler on the rooftop at Miles building

[•••]

What if he is planning to hurt Miles? You couldn't let that happen, could you?

You were ready to attack him sneakily but his mask came off

Curious to know who your unbearably annoying enemy is you decided to wait a while

Then..you saw him!Miles Morales was the Prowler,and he wasn't alone..Aaron was with him

You were surprised! Who wouldn't tbh

You decided to stay a little longer to see what he is going to do:

- Miles..we will finally catch that spider,i can feel it.- said Aaron

- Yeah,i can't wait for that Tio (uncle) Aaron

You noticed that Aaron seemed to be hesitant to tell Miles something,then he said:

- Look Miles,they.. could be anyone -you thought to yourself "does he know I'm the spider hero!?-

- What are you trying to say?

- I'm trying to say that - he hesitates one more time - don't forget why we are doing all this ok? Mi hermano (my brother) ..Your dad, está muerto (is dead) because that "hero" couldn't save him,they saved everyone but couldn't bother to save him and - Before Aaron could say more Miles interrupt him

- I know tio,don't worry - his mask returns to his face - esta noche(tonight)..I'm gonna kill that spider

You know what he said

You know what he is planning to do

Miles..the boy you love

Is going to kill you

[•••]

You are on the edge of the building

The only thing keeping you from falling is Prowler

He got his claws ready to kill you

Your heart is beating fast

"I don't want to die! I can't die yet! I don't want to get killed by him! Miles please!"you thought:

- Who are you?

- I... - he moves his claws closer to your face

With his claws he slowly takes off your mask

When he took the mask off you ,tears rolled down from your eyes

That look of fear and your watery eyes

Made Miles heart break

"This wasn't supposed to happen"

Miles thought

"Why is this happening?":

- Miles.. - you said whispering looking at him

Miles is feeling a lot of emotions

He is scared

He is angry

He is confused

And he is sad

Miles face is revealed

You see a tear fall down from his eye:

- Amor.. - you can hear by his voice that he is hurt

He don't want to do this,he can't do this!

But still

Miles doesn't let go of you:

- Miles..look i know why you are doing this! And i swear my love i really tried to save him!

"My love" he loves when you call him that,you always call him with so full of love on your voice that always make he feels warm

But is he feeling warm now that you are calling him? With so much despair trying to prove your point?

He close his eyes for a second and looked away as if he was trying to ignore you:

- Please! The fact that i couldn't save him still hunts me..Look at me Miles

He looked at you

More tears fall down from your eyes:

- The hardest thing about this job is that you can't save everybody..It took me a while to accept this but it's the truth

It took a while to accept this? That made Miles wonders if you even asked to be a hero at all

He loosens his grip a little

You wanted to tell him everything

How much it hurts you to be a hero

But you keep it to yourself:

- I know it hurts Miles,i know you want to kill me but please..Those people - you you looked around - they need me..let me do for them what i couldn't do for you

He moves his claws close to your face

You look deep into his eyes and said:

-Please..if you find a little sympathy in your heart.. forgive me for everything- you said honestly - I love you Miles

you shut your eyes and...

[•••]

Please be patient cause this fanfic will have a ending!! Thank you for reading ♡

[heybrownieboy]

CHAPTER SIX: REALLY SHOULD HAVE JUST ORDERED IN PIZZA

POV: Written. 3rd Person.

— Word Count: 684.

Author's Note: This chapter is really short sorry :(

Jeongin regrets not trusting his gut.

It had being telling him earlier not to go out. To stay home and just order dinner in.

But, of course he had to ignore it.

And now?

Now Jeongin stood in front of none other than Kim Seungmin.

The Kim Seungmin he had been oh so close to until about eight months ago.

The Kim Seungmin that he had only caught glimpses of anymore around campus.

The Kim Seungmin who was now practically a stranger to Jeongin.

As the two stood in awkward silence, Jeongin took in Seungmin’s appearance. His hair was longer, cut into a mullet and he had dyed it a honey blond that complemented his skin tone amazingly. He wore a pair of baggy black sweatpants and an oversized dark Mahagrid hoodie that Jeongin remembers stealing more times than he could count.

“Jeongin-ah,” Seungmin said, finally deciding to break the silence.

“Sunbae,” Jeongin answered back, bowing politely.

When he stood up straight again, he immediately noticed the shocked look on Seungmin’s face. Jeongin blew out a breath, shoving his hands deep into the pockets of his own sweatpants.

I really should have just ordered in pizza, Jeongin thought.

Seungmin opened his mouth as if he was about to say something before he was interrupted. The door to the restaurant the two had been standing outside of swung up and two men walked out, laughing with each other.

Jeongin eyes widened as he watched the two familiar men walk towards Seungmin.

“Oi, Minnie,” the shorter said, his familiar deep voice echoing in Jeongin’s ears, “we got….”

He trailed off as soon as he noticed Jeongin, body immediately going tense.

“Innie?” the other, taller of the two men asked, surprised.

Jeongin stood frozen, mouth slightly open in shock.

“Are…” Jeongin’s voice shook. “Are you fucking serious right now?”

“Innie, we—“

“Don’t call me that, Hyunjin,” Jeongin snapped.

Hyunjin winced at the harsh tone of Jeongin’s voice.

“Jeongin-ah,” Felix said warily, “how have you been?”

Jeongin snorted in disbelief. “How have I been?” he mocked. “Do you actually care?”

“Of course we care,” Seungmin said.

“Really? Cause it sure as hell doesn’t look like it right now.”

Hyunjin stepped forward, eyes glossy, and tried to reach for Jeongin.

“In- Jeongin please,” Hyunjin pleaded.

The younger to a large step back, shaking his head. “No,” he said firmly. He glared at the three older men. “Eight months. Eight fucking months of no contact. Absolutely nothing. Because you all thought it was ‘the best option’. And now I’m finding out you’ve been hanging together? And the first thing you ask is how I’ve been?”

“We didn’t think you wanted to talk to us,” Felix said. “We know we hurt you.”

“Hurt?” Jeongin hissed. “You fucking broke me. You all left at the time when I… when we need each other the most.” He took a deep breath. “Do you even know how fucked up I’ve been these last eight months? I’ve just barely started to get back to normal. And now…”

“Baby—“

“You have no fucking right to call me ‘baby’, Hwang Hyunjin!” Jeongin snapped.

Hyunjin’s head dropped. “I’m sorry,” he whispered.

“How long have you guys been back in contact?”

"Two months," Seungmin said.

"Have you been in contact with the other two?"

Seungmin and Felix shared a look.

Jeongin huffed out a bitter laugh. “So it’s just me, right? Why am I even surprised?”

“Jeongin, please,” Seungmin pleaded. “It’s not like that.”

“We just didn’t know how to reach out to you,” Felix said, voice becoming watery.

“There’s this thing called a phone,” Jeongin said, voice almost unrecognizable. He felt nothing but betrayal and anger. “It’s not that hard to hit dial or even just type a few fucking words.”

The other men stayed silent. All three of them looking like kicked puppies in Jeongin’s eyes.

He clicked his tongue in annoyance. “Don’t even bother trying to contact me now,” he said. “You all made your choice."

With one last icy glare, he turned on his heel and walked away, ignoring Hyunjin's weak pleas of his name.

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[zoro-chwaan]

So this was something I started last year, but never finished (cause I forgor) buy here ya go.

Ooc Hobie probably, but boo hoo, I don’t care

» [ Hobie (Spider-Punk) x trans!reader ] «

─── ☾

You and Hobie always had a weird friendship. Where whenever one of you saw the other, you would scream at each other about how great the other is. The other spider-folks would either find it adorable or annoying. Miguel thought of it as annoying since the both of you are ‘too loud’ for his taste. But why does it matter to him? Maybe he’s still sour due to the fact that he lost his daughter, personal issue if you ask me.

Though Hobie and you are close friends. You still neglected to mention to him some things about you, but you didn’t have the need to tell him anything any time soon. You’d know he’d be fine with the fact of who you are.

Oddly enough, today you decided to install Pokémon Go. Just for the heck of it (and because you really wanted a specific Pokémon). You spent roughly a couple minutes on it, starting to question if it was the right choice. You opened the portal to where all the spider-folks are at and walked in. You looked around to see if you can spot a certain punk.

“You looking for someone?”

Startled and turned to see it was just Lyla with a smirk on her face. You chuckled and nodded, “Do you know if Hobie is in here or if he’s in his dimension?” Lyla just laughed and told you that he was here. “He’s on top of one of the buildings” She said as she disappeared. You smiled and went on your way. After a while you found him where Lyla said he would be. He seemed to just be relaxing, you smiled and looked at him for a bit before you decided to ruin his day. “HOBIE!!” Hobie turned around and saw you and smiled. “Yeah Y/N, it’s me. What’s up?”

“I THINK I MADE A MISTAKE!”

He looked at you with a confused expression “WHAT kind of mistake?!” You paused for a moment and muttered, “So I decided to reinstall Pokémon Go..”

“Y/N, DON’T PLAY THAT GAME FOR YOUR OWN SAKE!!”

“BUT I NEED (Favorite Pokémon)!!”

“THEY ARE FICTIONAL CREATURES! YOU DON’T NEED THEM!” You gasped at his statement and gave him a look of betrayal. “YES I DO!!” You responded. “WHY ON EARTH DO YOU NEED THEM?!”

“BECAUSE I RELATE TO (Favorite Pokémon)!!” You yelled back.

“WHY DO YOU RELATE TO (Favorite Pokémon)?!”

“NO COMMENT”

“DON’T YOU HAVE FRIENDS?!” He blurted out. You paused once again giving him a look that said ‘Ayo chill’ He saw that and chuckled awkwardly, “I was just asking..” He scratched the back of his neck.

“This is why I need (Favorite Pokémon)”

“YOU DON’T NEED (Favorite Pokémon)!!”

“YOU DON’T KNOW WHATS GOOD FOR ME!!”

“I ACTUALLY DO KNOW WHATS GOOD FOR YOU!!”

“NUH UH!!”

“YUH HUH!!” He retorted

“SAYS WHO??” You fought back

“SAYS ME” He countered

“WHY?!”

“BECAUSE I KNOW YOU BETTER THAN ANYONE ELSE DOES” He stood up and walked towards you. He’s not wrong, he really does know you better than anyone else in here does. You two were close, and it shows. “I KNOW” you screamed.

“YOU DON’T KNOW!! IF YOU KNEW, YOU WOULDN’T BE PLAYING POKÉMON GO!!” Damnit he’s got a point.

“BUT I NEED IT”

“YOU DON’T NEED IT!!”

“WHY?!”

“BECAUSE ITS BAD FOR YOU!” (NUH uh)

“Damn..” you said, acting a bit dramatic for the affect. He sighed and shook his head, “What am I going to do with you?” He questioned, mostly to himself while smiling. “Honestly, I don’t even know myself” you replied. You both stayed silent for a bit, till he thought of something. “Hey Y/N… I think I know why you relate to (Favorite Pokémon) now..” You gave him a puzzled look and quirked up an eyebrow. “Oh yeah?”

“You just need a friend”

“…”

“…”

“…”

“Okay we’re done with this conversation” you said as you facepalmed. No need to call you out like that.. geez..

“BUT I WANNA HELP!”

“NO!!”

“I’M GONNA HELP YOU WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!!!”

“WHY?!”

“BECAUSE I’M YOUR FRIEND AND YOU NEED ME TO HELP!!”

“DO YOU KNOW WHAT I NEED??”

“A FRIEND??!” “Damn I get it… no need to remind me that I’m lonely..” You mentally said to yourself

“NO!! A CHEST BINDER” You replied without thinking. Shit.. did you just really put yourself?

“A CHEST BINDER??!!” Now it was his turn to look puzzled.. Fuck

“YEAH!”

“WHY???!!!” “Well it’s now or never..”

“CAUSE I’M TRANS!!”

“YOUR TRANS?!”

“YEAH!! WHAT OF IT?!!” You would be lying to yourself if you said that your kinda scared shitless

“I’M JUST SURPRISED!!”

“REALLY?” “Dumb reply”

“YEAH, I DIDN’T KNOW YOU WERE TRANS!!!” Even if you never told him, he still would’ve called you a guy since you passed really well. You were happy.

“WELL SURPRISE!!” You were scared shitless, yet you knew he would still be supportive of you. That’s just how he is, but it was your turn to be surprised by what came out his mouth.

“I HAVE TO GET YOU A CHEST BINDER NOW!!”

“THAT’S SO SWEET OF YOU!!” Your heart beat a happy tune.. man he made you feel such love and happiness

“ANYTHING FOR YOU!!” Yeah.. he really made your heart skip a beat

“WHY ARE WE STILL YELLING?!”

“BECAUSE WE’RE LOUD PEOPLE!!” You paused once again and nodded. “Fair enough”, again silence came over you two again.

“…So, about the chest binder..” Hobie started up. You turned to him, “What about it?”

“I REALLY NEED TO GET YOU ONE!!” Man, he really is sweet. But sometimes, you just want to buy something’s for yourself. As a reward.

“I CAN GET IT MYSELF, BUCKO”

“NO YOU CAN’T!! IT’S MY JOB TO GET YOU ONE!!” He’s more than aware that you are more than capable of getting yourself one, but he really cares about you and wants to give you one as a gift. How sweet

“WHY?!”

“BECAUSE YOU NEED IT!!”

“YEAH I DO!! I CAN GET ONE MYSELF!!”

“I’LL BUY YOU ONE!!!!” And when you thought he couldn’t get any sweeter..

“YOU DON’T NEED TO”

“I’LL BUY IT AND NO ONE CAN STOP ME!!” Times like these, you’re really thankful that you’re on top of a building. Sure, if some folks are close enough, they would hear your guy’s scream fight. But would they understand what the two do you are talking about.. probably not.

“LET ME BUY IT FOR MYSELF!!”

ੈ✩‧₊˚ ————

Will I finish this? Probably not, but hey, you just gotta do what you gotta do

[mymuseagustd]

#3 All I Want Is A Break

Angsty cause this job hunting process is relentless. 

Y/N and Yoongi are best friends, then lovers, until he decides he wants to find out what life can be without her. 

Pairing: Yoongi x female reader + Taehung 

Genre: Non-IdolAU / Angst / Smut in the next part 

Warnings: Curse words/ heartache/ it’s quite angsty and will have smut if we continue. 

Word count: 3.8K+

Note: Picked up my old writing to give it something new. Let me know how you like it? 

---

It's strange. I'm standing in front of him. I know him. I know this man inside out. Have you ever stood in front of someone you have known your entire life, but they suddenly felt like a stranger to you? I could hear him speaking, and he was not making sense to me. 

"Don't you want to, maybe, see other people? Know how they are? Know how you'll be with them? Will you be someone different, or will you be the same? I mean, you and I know each other inside out. But, we don't know how anybody else is! We don't know how great or, even worse, it might be if we are with other people. Don't you ever feel like finding out?"

This was Yoongi, my Yoongi. My best friend since we were 7, boyfriend since - did it matter? He wanted to explore being with other people. 

"Think about it, Y/N," He didn't stop. "Jae and I were discussing this. How the different relationships change you, and how they make you grow? Have you never thought about this? Don't look at me like that," He rolled his eyes. 

He rolled his eyes as I stared, sitting in front of him, my brain trying to catch up and pre-empt his next dialogue. 

"It's been too long? Don't you feel so? We have always been together! Exploring, or even I don't know, taking a break isn't a bad idea. To just discover ourselves…" He took another sip of the beer he had poured for us. My glass remained untouched. His, refilled twice, was almost empty. 

This entire week had felt off. It felt like the music had changed, and I didn't know the artist anymore. He went on. His life-changing discussion with our friends. Our friends? His friends. Life-changing decisions, all in the two dinners I missed. "It's just a break. Nothing more," His decision was made. When my boyfriend decided something, he went through with it. "We spend some time apart from each other. I'll go live with Jae, and we can just explore and see life without each other in our lives. Just a small break," He said so easily.

"You're my best friend." My first words as I tried to make sense of the situation. He had been my best friend since 7. We did everything together since we were 7. And, when we started dating, I needed no one else. 

"And you're mine. But, listen to me," he took my hands in his, pulling me out of my static stance, and shaking me up to see what was happening. "We need to know who we are, without each other too. I think it is healthy for me to want that. I'm not saying I want to break up. I just want a break from yo-" I pulled my hands away. "That's not what I mean." He realised he fucked up with the wrong words. Like he had not been fucking up till now. I knew him inside out. 

Maybe he could see the betrayal on my face or the tears welling up in my eyes. I was having an out-of-body experience. It felt like I could see myself breaking down, but that hurt hadn't seeped in yet. "What I mean is, I just want to know life as a person of my own. Who I am without us being together cause we have been together was so long. I want to know, do I actually like apple pie, or do I like it because you like it? That discussion just had me thinking if I can be the best for you if I'm not my own person." 

"So, you're basically saying that you don't want me in your life anymore?" I frowned.

"Don't be dramatic," He sighed. 

I laughed. "That's literally what you just said." 

"I don't know why you aren't getting this." He raised his voice. "You know, Maria said you won't get it, and you don't." he shook his head, and sat back. 

"Maria said that I won't get it? You've known these people for a month. You've known me for years!" I couldn't stop the tears. "But, it's not about them. If you want to break up with me, have the fucking balls to do it. Don't come at me with, 'I don't know who I am/ we have always been together.' Straight up, tell me you don't want me anymore." I walked back towards our room so I could pack a duffle bag and get out of this apartment.

"That's not it. I just want a break. We are in university, in a new environment. This is the perfect time for it. Y/N!" He shouted as I stuffed my clothes in a bag. "Where are you going? You don't know anyone. We are literally just discussing," He was technically right. All my friends were his friends. It had always been like that. Yoongi socialised, and I tagged along. It had been a month since we started uni, and even though our courses were different, we lived together, and I spent time hanging out with his friends more than I cared to make mine. 

"We aren't, though. You are breaking up with me," I collected my stuff from our shared dresser and quickly dumped my laptop and books in my backpack. I would have to come back and collect my stuff, but this should hold me for a few days. 

"It's a break!" He yelled. "You're still my best friend! You'll always be my best friend," He yelled as I tried to walk past him. "You'll always have that place in my life. Where the hell are you going!?"

"But that's it, right? You want this place gone." I could see the confusion on his face. He hadn't thought this through. "What does 'explore and see life without each other in our lives' even mean? Do you want us to pretend we don't know each other? So, you can have your experiment with how your life would be if we," I gestured between us, "never existed? Tough luck. We did. And, you don't erase the past. You move on." 

"I feel like I am talking to a wall, Y/N," he said, exasperated. 

"What am I supposed to understand? That my boyfriend came home today after meeting his friends to tell me that he wants to take a break because he has been with me for far too long. What even is this reason? Thanks for being the cliche of the century. You want to see different things? Who is stopping you? But you want to explore what is out there and still hold on to me, in case you realise that being alone, maybe, isn't for you. I'm not an option, Yoongi." I dropped my bags to the ground so I could call myself a cab.

"It's not about options at all. I just…you are twisting my words. I don't want to make you feel like you're an option but haven't you ever felt the need to want something more?" He questioned. "That maybe there is something worth more out there?" His eyes were wide. He had misspoken again. 

It was like a knife running through my chest. I couldn't believe this was my best friend. That this man in front of me was the love of my life, and he hadn't just degraded me. "All the best. I hope you find what you are looking for. My cab is here." I ran out, and he ran out after me, but he didn't call. He didn't call me at all. 

—

"He said WHAT?" Zoya and I were four shots down, and I could feel it all hit me at once. 

"He wants to find out if there is something worth more than us being together. He could have just said he wanted to be single and live the uni life. Like all fuckboys out here. What the fuck even is a break?" I was so drunk. 

"Man, I'm sorry. But this is good for you. I can feel it. I'm getting the vibes," Zoya tickled the air. 

"You can feel the vibe?" I looked at her. 

"Yaaa, I caaaannnn!" She slurred. "It'll be difficult. Very, but no time like now." 

"I gotta figure out my housing situation," I threw my head down to the bar table. My bags were behind the bar, or Zoya had thrown them behind the bar cause the bartender was her friend. She was my friend here, and actually, she was my only new friend here. 

"It's sorted. That's why I brought you here! Tae! Tae!" She yelled, flailing her arms, catching the bartender's eye. 

"Okay, Zoya, stay seated, or I will throw you out," The bartender pulled her hands together and made her sit down. 

"Tae, you have an extra room, right?" She asked sweetly. 

"Uh, I do," He said with caution, his eyes flickering between us two. 

"Great! You're looking for a roommate. I have your roommate!" She declared happily.

"You want me to live with a boy?" I looked at her.

"I'm looking for a roommate?" He questioned as well. 

"Yes, you can't live alone. You need company. And Y/N, Tae's place is very, and I mean, very nice. He is the best option at this point in the semester. He technically owns this bar and works here for free because he likes mixology." Zoya kept each hand on one of our shoulders like she was planning a plot. 

"My father owns this bar," Tae clarified. 

"Potehto Potahto," Zoya mumbled, taking a long sip of her long island iced tea. "So, Y/N will take that spare bedroom, and I will come party at your place 'cause it'll finally be interesting!" 

"Zoya bu–" She kept her finger on my lips. 

"But, today we will go to mine 'cause I got some pork ribs that we have to try!" She jumped off and walked towards the exit without looking back. 

Tae helped me with my bags and told another person to take over for him, "Taehyung," He offered his hand for me to shake. "Zoya and I are school friends. I'm studying management here too." 

"Y/N," I smiled. "I've not seen you before, though!"

"It's a big class of, like-what, 70 people? I don't think we share any of our secondary courses, either. Do you share them with Zoya?" He asked, walking me outside. 

"Yes, Contemporary Issues in Competitive Strategy," I told him. 

"I think I'm taking that next sem. Zoya, my car's in the parking lot. Let's go," He called for her, and she happily ran towards us. 

—

"This is a big apartment. Are you sure you don't mind me here? Zoya just kinda dumped it -" It was pretty well done as well. Only the room, which would be mine, just had a bed. 

"No, I think it'll be fun. My father's assistant has kinda overdone it. But, you can name a household appliance, and I think you'll find it here," He laughed. 

"Oh nice, what's your rent?" I asked so I could decide if I could afford the division. The apartment Yoongi and I shared was a gift from his parents, so thankfully, we had just furnished it. I knew I'd need to rediscuss my finances, but I think I would be very comfortable if I got a part-time job. 

"I own this place. My father believes in buying, not renting," He explained. "But, I'm sure we can agree on something," He smiled. 

Moving in with Tae was easy. Zoya helped me pack my stuff the next day when I knew Yoongi would be out, and since he still had not called or dropped a text, I went in and got the rest of my personal stuff when he was in classes. Tae and I went shopping for furniture for my room and other utilities in the evening, and before I knew it, I had already moved into another house in all of one day. Two days before this, I was in bed with Yoongi as he told me some hilarious joke which was considered Architecture 101, and now I was in a completely different building, alone. 

"You haven't moved," Tae stood in front of my room. He had helped me unpack and set everything up with Zoya. "I left you right here, like 30 mins ago," He laughed. I'm sure Zoya had him filled on my history and heartbreak. 

"Yoongi must have just gotten back to the apartment. Do you think he'll call when he sees my stuff gone?" I asked Tae with tears in my eyes. 

Tae pouted and came and sat next to me, "if he calls, will you pick up?" He asked. I shook my head. "If he calls, will you feel better?" I shrugged because I didn't know what to feel. It was all happening so fast. 

"I am apologizing in advance for not being an amazing roommate for the next few…my heart is breaking right now," I couldn't stop my tears. 

"Sleep. I promised you a welcome breakfast, so you need to be up for it," Tae tried, nudging my shoulder. 

—

I kept out of Yoongi's way. It was great that our majors were different, and our classes were on the opposite side of the campus. In a week, I found a routine that didn't collide with his at all. If I saw him at the coffee house, I hid. If I saw him on the way to the library, I went the opposite direction. 

'I hope you're okay.' 

The last text from him was three days old. Did he know where I was? Who was I with? Was I okay? 

I kept my word, and I disappeared from his life. It was killing me. How do you get rid of a habit? I woke up in sweats. I couldn't breathe, my chest contracting within itself at the thought of him. The only time I ate was when Tae and Zoya were around, and our routine was extremely hectic.

A month into it, the pain sort of became a habit. My course and my internship did not leave me any time to think. When I did catch a moment, it was spent laughing with Taehyung, who was an incredible roommate. We made friends in our course, so we had a group ready for adventure as the weekend hit, and I was kind of glad that I had no time to process anything because the day always started with me standing in front of the mirror, prepping myself to be happy and confident. It didn't matter that the love of my life didn't think I was enough. I was enough for me. I grew up in a loveless household; I knew what it felt like. But, by the evening, I was just numb. 

There had been no contact with Yoongi. And Ava, a new friend of mine, taught me tricks to cope and distract myself. "If you're not ready to process it, you don't have too," She had been in therapy for the longest time, and always had words of wisdom. 

Yoongi was all over the place. There were photos all over the insta. 

'Finally single' was a caption on his friend Zack's post, and I had lost a whole day on it. I realised that during the initial month of uni, I had not made any friends. All I had were his friends, and what it felt like was that they just tolerated me. Even the ones I had truly connected with did not text me after, and it had me really looking back on all my friendships through the years. I always connected through Yoongi. I always only really needed him, He was truly my confidant, my best friend, and I didn't have the need for more. 

I was made strong, though. It has been two months, so it clearly wasn't a short break. I finally told my parents and made them promise they wouldn't say anything to Yoongi's parents if it didn't come from them and that they won't contact him. 

'All I need is myself' was his insta post with a picture of a glass of whisky held against the view of the sunset.

—

"Have you spoken to her since?" Tara asked Yoongi as he fiddled with his drink. 

"No," He took another gulp. No indication was needed on who was being mentioned.

"How are you holding up?" She asked. She liked Y/N. She liked them together. She didn't really agree with the narrative Jae and Sara had built up. But Jae didn't understand relationships, and Sara had the hots for Yoongi. 

"It's only a break. I just need to know who I am," He said, more to himself. The last two months had been so strange. He was so angry at first. His girlfriend refused to understand his point of view, decided they were broken up like she decided on most things on her own, and had moved out all in one day. She came when he wasn't in the house and packed her stuff, leaving the key on the kitchen table with no note. He was furious. 

Then, he found out she had moved in with another guy who she had never mentioned before. Did he even know her? Taking a break was making more sense. She didn't respond to his message, hid from him or changed directions if he was around. She was his best friend. He knew he had asked for this, but not like this. He honestly thought if they spent a little time apart, it would bring them closer and give him clarity as well. 

His parents were talking about marriage, and they had just started uni. From living with his parents, he started living with Y/N, and he was excited until he had this whole conversation about how life can be different. And, he wanted the chance to at least to understand what it could be to be able to decide if he even wanted it. Wasn't being young all about this? He missed his best friend. He missed Y/N every night he walked into their apartment, and he started spending the least amount of time in it, sleeping on the couch instead of their bed or Jae's spare bedroom to save himself from thinking too much. 

"You can also find out who you are with her, you know. Jae isn't exactly right, and he was always jealous of what you had with -" She was cut off as Jae jumped on Yoongi. 

"My man!" He yelled in his year. "We gotta get you laid this evening! Fuck I gotta get laid!" 

—

"Fuck, why have they given us a week off? I have five papers to write!" Tae screamed as he entered the apartment. 

"I got three papers and two presentations," I counted. "You have to be my dummy for prep. Presentations freak me out." I told him. Taehyung had a habit of shedding his clothes as soon as he entered the apartment. At this point, it was weird if he was in more than one layer inside the flat. I was sure I would not have been standing if I didn't have him around. 

"I think we should go clubbing today. Go clubbing today, work tomorrow if we are not hungover, then hike the day after, and then we can relax and get to our assignments." He wrote down our plan of action on the big whiteboard wall that he and Miles, our newly formed friend from the bar, had drunk installed one night. 

"Yuck. I hate clubs," I groaned. 

"Wear your sexiest dress. I should be drooling," He instructed. 

"Yuck." 

Miles was studying architecture like Yoongi. He actually knew me, having crossed paths during one of the many meetups I had accompanied Yoongi too. "I can give you goss on the enemy side," he had offered as he sat next to me on the bar stool. Tae was experimenting with a new mix, and I was his taste tester, and also a bit tipsy from all the alcohol I was testing. 

"What's the goss?" I asked. 

"Are you ready? Emotionally?" Miles asked, giving me a warning. 

"Sure," I laughed.

"That group is way, way more boring now that you are not there!" 

I giggled, "you're very sweet, Miles. The last I remember of you was that you didn't speak a word after I told my cliff-jumping story!" 

"The cliff-jumping story was hilarious! I fell a little bit in love with you," He said, making me choke on my drink. "I'm joking!" He laughed. "You'll have to tell me a couple more to have me!" 

He was the perfect fit for our little group and assured me that I could stand without Yoongi. 

"I can't believe you're taking me clubbing tonight," Miles groaned as he met us downstairs." Ava cancelled. I think we should run away, too," He held my hand, flirting. 

"You guys are the worst!" Tae whined. "We are young, and hot, and dancing is the way to get laid. Please let's just go!" 

"I'm surprised you want to get laid when Zoya is going to be there," I took his arm, and wrapped mine around it.

"Till the time she sees that I am her true love, I need to get by," He pouted. Tae was quite infatuated with Zoya, and Zoya had no clue. She thought he was fond, and they had been buddies through school. He didn't want to change their dynamic and was hoping she'll suddenly realise he had been there all along. 

"There is nothing like true love," I said. 

"Hush," He pulled me closer. "Let me dream." 

We were greeted inside the club by Zoya, who, in no time, had already poured three shots down our throats. I hadn't eaten much, so the alcohol hit me faster and stronger. "You look so fucking sexy," Zoya whispered as she twirled me around. I had lost weight in the last two months, so I felt less beautiful cause I wasn't as healthy and fit as I kept myself, but I couldn't help smiling big as she complimented me. 

We were closer to the dancing area, so I looked around for a place we could take up and keep our bags when I saw him. My smile disappeared, and my body went cold. It felt like a deep wound had ripped open again, and I was bleeding. 

"What happened-" Zoya's eyes followed mine to see Yoongi on the first floor, his arms around the waist of a girl stuck to his body as they laughed. 

—

PART 2

A friend of mine went through something similar, and it got me thinking of how people look at relationships. 

©mymuseagustd@2023

[specialagentlokitty]

Lokittys 2024 prompts

“I knew that you were from the beginning, I could see the blood on your hands. You’re like me.”

“You will always be a monster.” “Maybe, but like humans we can choose what we want to be.”

“He/she/they carry more anger and pain then the whole universe combined, I can see it. Betrayal, hurt, deception, heartache, they’ve been through it all. He/she/they walked through hell a thousand times.” “Why are you telling me this?” “Because the only time I’ve ever seen true peace in his/her’s/their eyes is when he/she/they saw you.”

“I wish you always remember me as I was, that I once existed. Will you remember that I stood here with you like this?”

“There is no such thing as beautifully broken.” “Then what is it called?” “It’s called being torn apart from the inside out, and learning how to live.”

“Tell me something about you.” “All I’ve ever loved, I’ve loved alone.”

“You are the best person I’ve ever met, I’ve met so many people, but none of them compare to you.”

“Can I be honest about something?” “There’s a first time for everything, sure.” “There are no words that describe how I feel about you, no words to describe how deeply, passionately, insanely in love with you I am.”

“Why is he/she/they like this?” “All the coldest, rudest people were once as beautiful as flowers, as warm as the sun.”

“I fear if you get too close you’ll see me for who I really am, I don’t want you to see me for that.”

“Why does it hurt..?”

“Let pain come, let it wash over you, then let it leave.”

“You exist, and that in itself is beautiful.”

“You deserve a love so deep it roots itself into your very soul, reminds you that out there somebody who thinks of you and sees the world in your smile.”

“What is it about (Y/N) you love so much?” “Aside from being the most spectacular person I have ever met, everything. I just wish there was a way I could say that.” “Turn around.”

“Would you come find me?” “I’ll cross the entire earth if I have to.”

“Will you meet me in the place where we first met?”

“I’ve been told that apparently I love you.” “See, I want to say good for you but that doesn’t seem like the appropriate response.” “No, it really wouldn’t. But if you want to say it then that’s okay.” “Good for you.”

“Give me money.” “Do I like like a bank to you?” “Do you have money?” “Yes?” “Then yes.”

“I can’t read, you know that right?” “You can read, stop lying and help.”

“I didn’t know you were married, I can’t believe it! You didn’t tell me?!” “Wait until you find out who actually agreed to marry me.”

“Let’s make a bet.” “No!” “Why?” “Because somehow you always win!”

“I once sold my soul.” “Hard to believe you had a soul in the first place.”

“Can you use magic?” “I feel unsafe answering that.”

“You make me want to cry.” “Like, in a you’re happy to see me way?” “I said what I said.” “Is that a good or bad thing?!”

“Look, in life you either find a way or make a way, but if you stand there and do nothing, then you’ll never get where you want to be.”

“I need a parent or guardian to sign this.” “I’m neither.” “You’re close enough, sign it.”

“Tell me something I don’t know about you.” “I was hit by a car once, not fun.” “Not what I was expecting. Why?”

“You ask a lot of questions.”

“Do you want a hug?” “No, that involves physical contact and that’s gross.” “We are quite literally married. If you’re angry at me just tell me.”

“Why is it every time I come here you seem to be here too?” “I study here.” “In detention?”

“What was the last thing he/she/they said to you?” “Ask if we could get married.”

“Can I stay at yours?” “You don’t need to ask.”

“If you could go anywhere, where would you go?” “Home…”

“I don’t remember you… I’m sorry…” “that’s alright, how about we start again, from square one?”

“Will you ever forgive me?”

“I can’t do this… be this anymore…”

“I never asked for any of this!”

“Did you mean it?” “What?” “When you said you loved me did you mean it?”

“Don’t go… stay with me..”

“I think when you’re in love, and that person in return loves you, it is the most beautiful thing in the world. The most painful thing.”

“All my heartache is because of you!”

“I’m.. I’m sorry…” “it’s okay… it’s not your fault…”

“If you want the world then it’s yours, whatever you want I’ll get it for you.”

“Come with me.” “Where?” “Anywhere but here.”

“I have to do this, I have to do it alone.” “No you don’t..”

“You’re all alone.” “I never go anywhere alone.”

“You’re not so scary.” “I’m not?”

“You’re the one!” “What?” “You are everything I never knew I needed, everything I never knew I wanted. You are the one person I want for the rest of my life, to be by my side.”

“Did you just punch me in the face?” “I would say sorry but that’s a lie.”

“How long have you been waiting?” “Hundreds of years.”

“I love the sound of your laugh.”

“What’s your favourite thing in this world?” “You.”

“He/she/they would hurt anybody, everybody, but you’re the one person he/she/they just can’t hurt.”

“You are the one thing that keeps me sane.”

“So, want to start a riot?” “Sometimes I worry about you.”

“Are you drunk?” “Extremely.”

“I swear to god I’m going to knock you out one day.”

“Are you an Angel!” “No, the opposite actually, demon.”

“Why do you insist on destroying all my things?”

“Stop throwing things!” “No!”

“Warn a person before walking up to them!”

“My mother warned me about people like you.” “Did you listen?” “No, I never was any good at that.”

“I’m pumped up on caffeine and I feel like my heart is going to explode.” “Yes, no more caffeine for you.”

“You’re very British.” “I.. don’t know if that’s an insult…”

“Why do you insist on breaking all the rules?”

“You stole my car?” “You left your keys unguarded.” “So you stole them?”

“Even if nobody else believes you I do.” “Really?” “Of course.”

“You will always be the most important part of my life.”

“Thank you.” “For what?” “For showing me what it’s like to be human…”

[brineffxiv]

Still can't believe, the first Trial of Endwalker is freaking Zodiark. What is happening. Where the heck do we go from here!?

My brain keeps trying to figure out what the missing bit in the middle must look like for the top half to connect with the bottom half.

Gotta say though, great design.

Ahaha! Victory is mine! I have triumphed over the oldest and greatest of primals! Well, 8/14ths of Him, at least.

GTFO of here Zenos. Don't you dare steal my moment. (Aren't you glad you didn't become this god? It would have suuuucked, let me tell you.)

Goodbye Fandanny. Enjoy an eternity of imprisonment inside Zodiark. Let's hope it puts you mentally in stasis as well as physically, because otherwise that might be a tad crueler than even you deserve.

I'm sorry, what? Your plan was for me to defeat you? I thought you wanted to die. You'll note, you're still alive.

Oh what the fuck. He's tearing his own heart out.

Y'know. I wasn't surprised when Fandaniel betrayed Zenos and stole Zodiark for his own plans, surprised exactly what happened, yes, but not the betrayal. But this. Despite it all. I never did believe that what Fandaniel said he wanted was actually the truth. But it apparently is? He truly does only want to die and take everyone with him?

But, I feel like I'm missing something. I don't understand why execute this convoluted plan?? Does he have some personal, Ascian-related reason for wanting Zodiark to die??

How interesting. G'raha was right: you do retain attachment to your prior life as Amon. Why else would your soul retain this form?

What made you like this, then? What mysteries are you taking to the grave?

Goddammit Fandaniel. I swear. If you did all this because of Xande's existential crisis I'm gonna... kill... you?

...Little late for that, I guess.

Oooh that... Doesn't look good.

THE FU-

Wha- Oh fuck. What is happening?!

You mean to tell me.

That all this time.

The Final Days never ended?

That Zodiark was actively protecting us.

You mean to tell me, that the solution Hydaelyn's summoners thought was not enough, that solution, not only worked, but continued to work. For thousands of years. Even sundered.

*flails*

*speechless*

I... I don't even know what to say.

I... We...

We've been keeping, not just Zodiark, but the souls of those that died to summon him. We've been keeping them in a perpetual purgatory. For thousands of years. Because doing it was protecting us from disaster. And we did it. We did it intentionally. We did it knowingly. This isn't a surprise to the Watcher. Hydaelyn knew exactly what She was doing. If Fandaniel hadn't come along, we'd have done it forever. Because we killed the only people who were fighting to free them. The only other people who knew the truth. We never sought alternative solutions. We never looked into what could be the underlying cause of the problem of the Final Days. How could we, when Hydaelyn has done everything in Her power to obfuscate and hide the truth of our reality from us. From even Her chosen.

And if that wasn't enough, now the problem has returned to bite us in the ass. If we had known the truth. That this problem wasn't ever solved, only mitigated... We could have been working on this. We could have had centuries of our brightest minds working to solve this problem. Instead of... nothing. We have nothing. And the Final Days are upon us.

Zenos, I do not have the spoons required to fight you to the death right now; I am having a crisis of faith.

(Also, yo, game, let me get a good look at his monster form. I wanna seeee!)

No you don't. You might think that's what you want, but if there's no hope then there's no reason to fight you. I may as well lie down and die. You want me to come at you with everything I have? Then you want to be standing between me and everything I have a reason to fight for. Hope is the impetus for a good fight. Despair is the opposite of what you want.

This probably wasn't supposed to be funny. But I found it very much so. I'm just letting him casually walk away. The guy who destroyed an entire empire's worth of lives. Just. Walking away. Passing by close enough to touch. Off to find a new and unfathomable source of power. See you Zenos. Good luck on your villain quest.

I enjoy the tension between us. It's clear there's a very deep and personal connection, even if I might not want it to be there. Maybe we really are friends.

Speaking of friends, mine meet me in the Watcher's Palace. Things in Garlemald are not exactly good, but they have been brought under control.

The Watcher and I fill in my friends on what has transpired on the moon, including Zodiark's demise and what the results of that will be. After a brief rest, the Watcher tells us what little he can of the Final Days. The information is much the same as what we already know, save few interesting details.

While ultimately unable to discern the source of the problem, the Convocation developed a method to predict where the outbreaks of destructive phenomena would next occur - where the celestial aether currents were weak and stagnant. Thus, to treat the symptom of the disease afflicting our star, they sought to harness the animating power of Darkness - activity and growth - and so invented and summoned Zodiark.

I understand that the accidental sundering of the world rather disrupted the plan that Hydaelyn's summoners had in mind. The part where they identified and addressed the cause of the Final Days. What I do not understand is why, in the thousands of years that followed, Hydaelyn did not bother to inform any of Her followers that we were living on borrowed time. Ask for help. Tell anybody about anything at all.

Perhaps it's not Her fault, though. Perhaps She is constrained by the limitations of Her summoning? After all, She is a primal. If Her purpose was to restrain Zodiark, perhaps this kind of forethought is beyond the scope of Her ability? Her power is, after all, stasis. It might go against Her fundamental nature to plan for future change.

UGH! And just like that I'm angry again. I had completely forgotten about Hydaelyn's original explanation via Minfilia in the aetherial sea. At the time, I lacked the context for what I was being told to really be able to understand it.

And I realize this is likely a retcon, and the writers' way of smoothing over a story that likely changed slightly in the years it took to tell it through this game.

But in the context of the game... Hydaelyn has lied to me. Deliberately and blatantly. Not just by omission. And the purpose of that lie was to make me believe I was on the righteous side. To make me not question why certain actions had to be taken. To make me not sympathize with those who opposed Her.

Hydaelyn's biggest flaw, the largest strike against Her in my eyes, is how she deals with control of information. She has been, historically, the only one able to tell the story of our star's history and what happened upon it. And time and again She refuses to tell the truth, instead selectively sharing the facts - and now blatant lies! - that paint the picture She would prefer.

It's all very well and good for Her to love us, but we need to know the truth in order to freely choose to love Her.

I should not have found out the truth about what She was and our history from Emet-Selch. I should not have been forced to fight Zodiark not knowing that if I killed him we'd all die. We should not be in this situation right now because we should have been working on a way to resolve this issue a LONG time ago.

In order to learn from history we need to remember it. The good and the bad. The tragedy of Amaurot and the ancients cannot be undone, but it could have been learned from. It could have saved us. If Hydaelyn had allowed us to know about it.

Look, I'm not saying Hydaelyn is the bad guy. Far from it. Clearly we owe our continued existence to Her. She is our champion and is on our side in this. I'm just saying... I don't like how She handles information. It feels like She's afraid we'll turn on Her if we know the truth, and so she's decided we don't need to know it. It's... infantilizing. Surely you can understand that, Y'shtola? You of all people must understand the frustration of having vital information withheld from you: you've never met a mystery you didn't want to solve.

Hydaelyn asks a lot from us. She asks her chosen to give their lives in service to her. I'm not comfortable writing Her that blank check, especially now that I know it's not just lies of omission She's been telling.

That... is a very good question, Thancred.

Well fuck me. We're in even more trouble than I realized.

The Watcher takes us outside to show us something; the strange building across the chasm has lit up. Hydaelyn feared what would happen in the event of Zodiark's demise, and so built a contingency plan (ah, how interesting, so she can plan for the future...) which has now been set into motion.

The moon is a spaceship. A spaceship designed to save the people of our star in the event of the Final Days.

The Watcher is going to take us to meet its pilots.

[ghoastixx]

hihihihi

i have a request for you!!

Labyrinth

jareth x aromantic male reader

where it’s just the reader doing the labyrinth but their having so much fun rather than stressing like sarah did !!

so yknow when jareth asks sarah to stay with him? (i haven’t seen the movie in a bit but i think this happened) the reader just agrees because they’re having so much fun and actually enjoy having jareth as a friend 💅

Jareth x aromantic male reader

Author’s note: hi!!! Thank you for the request :)))) I love when I get requests, it makes my blog a lot more lively in my opinion. Writing for aro readers is something that I have never done, but this simply thrills me. I’d be more than happy to do this! I’m more of a romcom reader myself but would absolutely devour a friendship fic if there were more.

Like- oh my god I love this prompt so much?? This is so fun???

Warnings: none at all, just tooth rotting fluff

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As soon as Jareth sees that you are not showing a bit of interest in him, he lays off.

He may be a hopeless romantic, but no use hitting on someone who has not shown the slightest bit of romantic interest in him.. but he’s still very curious about you.

Like- who is this guy??? Why is he not panicking??? Does he not understand the intensity of this situation?????

why are you having fun??? >:|

You confuse him.. he likes you.

“He’s reached the gates.. he shouldn’t of made it this far, he should’ve given up by now.” “He’ll never give up!” “Will he?”

You’re just being so nice??? So happy?? Like- this is just a normal Tuesday for you??

Once you beat him, he gives out his little speech. “Fear me, love me, do what I say, and I will be your slave.”

Much to his dismay! You agree to stay!!

You don’t want to be his king though </3

He throws a little tantrum about it at first but eventually gets over it.

(Please we’ve all seen his hair, he’s a drama queen and we all know it)

You now play a very important part in his labyrinth. You are his court.

He’d come to you with propositions, issues, royal stuff.

He’d probably try to get you to help lure humans away with your friendly nature.

“Yo Jareth!” You stormed into the room flooding with goblins. Usually this would get the king riled up, but he didn’t care.

“Yes, Y/n?” He hummed, sitting haphazardly on his throne.

“Your runner fell through one of the holes you have in the maze.” He looked at you.

“Which one?”

“How many are there?”

“A lot.”

“Well shit-“

“Did they say anything important?” He looked at him, he seemed tired and fed up, but holding a civil conversation was very nice.

“Uh- no. Not really. Mostly just “I have to save Cleo! Oh naurrrr!” Jareth put a hand on his face and chuckled a bit.

“You have way too much fun with this-“

“I can’t help it!” He sat on one of the windows and watched the goblins run ramped, as they harassed the kiddo.

“Jareth?”

“Hm?”

“I’ve been meaning to ask- why is there a chicken in here?” Jareth looked at the other male very sternly.

“The goblins like to throw things at it.”

“HOW DID IT GET HERE!”

“I DON’T KNOW, IT’S VERY OLD.”

If he ever has time off, let him show you around the labryinth

He’d show you little secrets to lure other people through.

Look- he’s gotta make this fun for the both of you. Work is work, he’s allowed to have fun with it to.

He likes to watch you lead the runners off path, it’s very fun. You’re very convincing.

THE ULTIMATE BETRAYAL TO THE RUNNER IS AT THE VERY END.

Jareth and the runner are face to face and all of a sudden, you, Jareth’s right hand man come lurking from the shadows.

Runner: shocked

Jareth: smug

You: having way too much fun.

“You’re working with him!? How could you?! I trusted you?!”

“Eh-“

You’re not evil- you did help the runner, a lot. But you need to have fun too, right?

Jareth would be a very good partner in crime.

__________________________

-Ghoastix

[amethystina]

You mentioned in your notes at the end of the chapter for 'Each Touch (Brings Us One Step Closer)' about how Yo Han had some reason for wanting some distance between him and Ga On at the end of the show and not wanting to explain your thoughts there and go on the tangent. Can you go into it here then? I love your tangents and explanations.

Also just want to say thank you so much for that chapter, it's incredible! It always amazes me how you can write the characters so accurately. It's definitely something to keep us going after the slow burn of Who Holds the Devil

I feel like I may have accidentally blue-balled some of you with that throwaway comment and I promise that wasn't my intention x'D But sure, I can elaborate :)

So! The thing with the final scene of the drama is that it's clearly shaped by the choices of the scriptwriter and/or the director. As in, certain aspects of it had less to do with the characters and more to do with production. They wanted to give Yo Han and Ga On one final scene together, to give the viewer hope and a nice, proper ending, but their options were... limited, I guess we could say?

And there are a couple of reasons for that. One is that there are still a lot of unspoken things between Yo Han and Ga On. Like lingering hurt from the betrayal, the fact that Yo Han faked his death a second time despite probably knowing how upset that would make Ga On, Ga On's somewhat concerning readiness to die (twice in one day, no less), the whole thing with the fire that they never actually got to discuss etc.

In short, there's a lot they should talk about. But there's no time — the drama is over. So while showing them having a conversation and actually reconciling would be nice, it's just not possible. They'll have to gloss over that bit and just rely on the emotional catharsis of seeing those two idiots stare longingly at each other for a couple of seconds (or surprisingly many seconds, in this case).

Which, to their credit, works really well. I was very satisfied once that scene was over. But it's not like it actually fixes anything, you know? Like, the trauma is still there. Just because Yo Han smiles at Ga On, does that mean he's forgiven the almost-murder?

I've actually gotten questions (bordering on accusations), asking why I ruined that lovely ending scene by making it so that they haven't reconciled at the beginning of Who Holds the Devil. But, like, they didn't reconcile. That scene was lovely, make no mistake, but they didn't actually solve anything. I agree that they showed their deep connection and fondness for each other, but you can have that and also still be mad about that one time your sugar baby tried to stab you in the heart. They're not mutually exclusive.

Since they don't talk, I'm going to have to assume they haven't fully reconciled.

(I don't actually mind that the drama didn't have time to solve this, I want to point out, since that just made me more eager to write Who Holds the Devil and do it for myself. So don't think I'm dissatisfied or anything — quite the opposite. I was amazed by how much we got, in a drama that's supposedly straight. It was so much more than I would ever have dared to hope for.)

The second reason the creators' choices were limited was the fact that, should they actually give Yo Han and Ga On time to talk — or touch — it might just turn out to be too gay. Or, alternatively, they'd have to make it so obviously not gay (to avoid censoring) that it would have ruined all their hard work and subtle build-up. Sometimes, not saying anything is better than saying too much. Sometimes, the easiest way to keep everyone happy is to just leave it as open for interpretation as possible and claim plausible deniability in both directions.

But it can't be denied that outside forces influenced that ending. @a-very-fond-farewell said it very aptly in their comment on Each Touch, by pointing out that had Ga On been a woman, that final scene would have looked very different. It would have been somewhere where Yo Han and Ga On could actually speak to each other, maybe hug, or perhaps go even further depending on the story/dynamic. And I'm in absolute agreement, which is why I wrote the ending to Each Touch the way I did.

That scene is, if you ask me, closer to what should have happened, if they'd been able to follow through on the tone and dynamic they'd set for this drama.

But, again, they couldn't. Partly due to time restrictions and, secondly, due to censoring issues. So we end up with a scene that takes place in a public space, so they can't really talk, can't really touch, but still, somehow, convey their love and longing for each other. Which, all things considered, still left me feeling pretty damn happy.

NOW. Even if we know that the setting for that scene (i.e. in a public place) has more to do with production reasons, there still has to be a reason for it in-universe. As in, to make it make sense in the canon of the story, we have to pretend that the choice was actually made by a character (Yo Han, in this case, since he's the one choosing when to approach Ga On) and not by the scriptwriter and/or director. And this sort of ties back a bit to that long rant I did about intent, because here we have a situation where the intent of the scene is to give closure, but outside factors mean that the presentation and execution of said closure might not actually be in harmony with the characters.

Like, let's make a thought experiment here. Imagine that there were no censoring issues. Imagine that there were no time restrictions. Everything in the drama still happens the way it does, right up until the hearing.

Do you really think that Yo Han, as you know him, would have chosen to approach Ga On in the way he did during that final scene? In a public place, where he can't actually talk to him?

Because I don't.

At least not with the information the drama gives me. Yo Han is a Dramatic Bitch, I know, and he's not always willing to talk about his trauma. But a month has passed. He's had time to think. He's had time to miss Ga On. And then he travels all the way to South Korea, just for that? Just to stare at Ga On? Without talking to him? When Yo Han is known for meeting every obstacle head-on? When he's clearly still very attached to Ga On? And, quite frankly, a very possessive person? Would he truly just leave like that? Without a word?

It just doesn't make sense.

So, as much as I like that ending scene and understand that it had to be the way it is due to various outside factors, it's also pretty out of character for Yo Han (she says boldly, as if she has any claim to say what's reasonable or not for a character she hasn't created).

Now, this still doesn't make the scene bad, but it does put us fans in the hilarious position of having to come up with a reason for why Yo Han might have done what he did, when the act itself kind of feels out of character. We have to find a motivation for something that doesn't actually make all that much sense. What reason could he possibly have had to act that way?

And me being the little shit that I am, will of course take this as an opportunity to come up with whatever batshit theory I please. Since, in the long run, it probably won't make much sense anyway since I'm basing it on actions that, in my opinion, are out of character to begin with.

I think Yo Han was scared.

I think Kang "The Abyss" Yo Han was too scared to talk to Ga On.

Because, as I mentioned in another ask I got about when Yo Han fell in love with Ga On, I think he realised it during that month between the explosion and the hearing. Because he got some distance, some time to calm down, some time to miss Ga On etc. And so I think Yo Han went back to Korea and maybe he actually planned to talk to Ga On (or hadn't decided) but then just... chickened out. Because he now knows he's in love and has no idea how to deal with that fact. Especially since he's still a little hurt over the betrayal and doesn't know what Ga On feels about the whole thing. Is Ga On still mourning Soo Hyun? Is Ga On even interested in men? Or, perhaps worst of all:

What if this month away from Yo Han's influence has made Ga On realise he was being manipulated and gaslit and now he doesn't want anything to do with Yo Han?

So, in short, I think Yo Han simply wasn't ready. He went there too soon, realised what a bad idea it was, but still wanted to at least see Ga On and maybe give them both some kind of closure (and maybe also try to figure out if Ga On hates him now). And hence the meeting being in a public place, so that Yo Han wouldn't have to have a conversation he wasn't ready for, because he wasn't sure how to talk to Ga On with all the lingering trauma and this new knowledge about his own feelings.

It was a choice Yo Han made to protect himself.

A choice he doesn't make in Each Touch because, in that story, he's been given enough proof of Ga On's interest to not have to worry as much. Interest Ga On showed before Soo Hyun died, which means it wasn't just a weird grief response, and so Yo Han doesn't feel as threatened by her. He's confident enough about his own and Ga On's feelings that he's actually willing to meet and talk with him.

And that's my theory! :D

Thank you so much to you both for asking 💜 Though I also feel a need to point out that this is, as always, mere speculation on my part — even more so than usual in this case, for the reasons stated above. And while I am thrilled (and proud) to hear that so many of you think that my opinions are accurate and very close to canon, always remember that it's okay to disagree with me. I don't have all the answers, even if I might make it sound like I do. I'm genuinely just guessing x'D

Anyhow! Thank you again! I'm so happy that you both enjoyed my fic and were curious enough to ask about this. You're both wonderful 💜

[scribz-ag24]

i know this is super late but if you're still open to asks for the fandom ask meme, 13 and 23?

Hmmm it's hard to say since I'm always focusing on grovyle/dusknoir/celebi stuff and I've already drawn Guildshipping as well. Actually, it's probably Darkrai/Cresselia. I always like the couple as a kid bc of their dynamic in the games and anime, about them not being evil/good, but counterparts that protect and need each other.

Inside the pmd universe, Darkrai is barely a character at all, I think he's the weakest narrative point in the entire game, and a good contender for most boring antagonist of the franchise (if only for how much of a downgrade he is compared to the rest of the Explorers games' plot), but there is a scene in Explorers of Spirit that shows a deeper bond between Darkrai and Cresselia, and a sort of betrayal between them, that catches my attention. Since there's nothing on the main game that contradicts that headcanon, I just run with it and adopt it for myself, we do love some friends to enemies dynamic here.

Basically, they could be so toxic yuri to me and i really hope i get to clean some sketches i did about them some time lol.

Also maybe revisit those Grovyle/Dusknoir/Darkrai toxic yaoi ideas bc they were really fun to work with lmao. Maybe even simply inserting darkrai into the future polycule and having them all want to kill him rfqegvqerq

And in case youre curious about the Fionna and Cake fandom, i have an entire comic about Astrid and Scarab I wish i had the energy to clean lmao. So it'd be Astrid, she's a cute little annoying fangirl

My favourite character changes every day because I can never decide on whether I prefer Grovyle or Dusknoir lmao. They're both too good. But on the shipping side of things...

Funnily enough, I guess I went from being strictly a Dusknoir/Grovyle fan after se5 to becoming a fan of the polycule after some reflection. I didn't want to get frustrated by how much attention Grovyle/Celebi had despite Celebi's short time on-screen (and at first frustrating "tee hee im a girl,, im pink and have a crush on boy pokemon uwu" characterization) and become one of good ol' toxic 13 yo fujoshis who hated female characters for "being an obstacle" to the yaoi ship. So I tried to focus more on Celebi and I ended up liking her quite a lot once I tried to read more between lines and drew her more times! Especially since you can basically make her have any dynamic you want with Dusknoir. She can be very fun to write and draw! I just wish the writing in the game had given her more... well, writing.

And in the Adventure Time fandom ig i stopped liking Prismo/Scarab a lot after a while and just preferred Kheirosiphon/Scarab but i basically shipped Scarab wwith anyone so there''s not much difference xd

[beloved-daydreams]

Folktober2023 Prompt: "Coraline AU" 🚪🍷

An attempt by

Hosted by @jurdannet and @jurdannetrevels

📘 1 400+ words

😎 Characters: Cardan, AU "human" Jude, Jude

✒️ Tags: drunk Cardan, silly, sweet, hallucination (?)

📢 Summary: Cardan finds a mysterious door while drunk and decides to walk in. What he didn’t expect though, is that on the other side he’d end up in the human world, meeting a Jude that grew up there and has no knowledge of Faerie. A silly conversation ensues.

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Cardan had made it past a mysterious door in the palace. He had never seen it before though, maybe he was just so drunk out of his mind that he had imagined it. Yet past the door, there was the human world. Okay. Well now there’s no doubt about it, not only is he drunk, he’s also high off his ass.

The door behind him had disappeared. Now, how to make it back?

As he was quietly freaking out, a girl appeared out of the not so dark shadows of the human world (because of the light pollution) and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Yo, you good?"

The girl looked exactly like Jude, well, aside from not having a missing finger. But somehow he could still feel that this was Jude, not Taryn. She was wearing jean shorts, high boots that ended just under her knees and a huge red and black sweater that had a stylized "Brooklyn" print on the back. She looks like what Jude would’ve looked like had she grown up in the human world away from Faerie, Cardan thinks.

"...Jude?"

At his question, the girl looked surprised.

"Yeah? Sorry. Do we know each other?"

Cardan blinks. The very "overly-human" looking Jude blinks.

"Uh you just seemed really lost there, and it’s late. Oh wait, I know. You must be someone from my school, right? I’m really sorry, I’m bad at memorizing faces and names… Though with how handsome you are, I’m surprised I forgot."

Cardan has no idea how to react or even what to say. Should he even say anything, actually? She looks him up and down, almost scrutinizing his clothes before something seems to click in her brain.

"Ooooh so you’re like, cosplaying, right? Nice. What character?"

Under the streetlights, despite not being his Jude, this Jude is also incredibly lovely and pretty. Oh well. If this is a dream then Cardan will at least enjoy himself, why the heck not. What is she talking about? Cosplay? Cardan digs his mind and remembers his nephew Oak desperately trying to explain to him some human words and terms. He’s pretty sure cosplaying was something like a roleplay.

"Um. I’m Cardan. Cardan Greenbriar from…" He pauses. If he were from a story what would the name of the book even be? "...I suppose The Queen of Swords would be the title." Jude blinks at his peculiar way of phrasing his answer but she shrugs it off. When Cardan had first read Alice in wonderland, Alice seemed to obviously be the Jude of the story. Now, knowing her better, she might actually be the Queen of Hearts. Though swords might fit her better.

The Jude from the human world hums.

"Never heard of it. Sounds like a fantasy type of story though, with like- love, war and betrayal. Lots of frustrating betrayals that end in more wars, then more love."

Cardan laughs awkwardly. Why is she nailing this? This Jude’s fiction literacy must be high, unlike his Jude who’s less interested in books than scheming. She then asks for his real name, in a panic, since he cannot lie on his identity, he asks her to call him by his "cosplay name" whatever the fuck that’s supposed to mean. Hornless Jude laughs at his dedication to the character. Then they walk, she explains how he must sober up so she can lead him home to safety.

"Why don’t you think about your safety first, Jude?"

The girl looks up to the starless sky.

"Hmm. I’ll be fine, I’m familiar with the surroundings. Also…" She punches the air in a couple of swift motions. "I’m trained in MMA! Pretty cool, right?"

Cardan’s confused at whatever those letters mean, unfortunately Jude takes his confusion as disbelief.

"Oh come on, I’m serious! I know it doesn’t look like it because my sweater is hiding my upper body but- Agh. I’ll just show you!"

She takes the sweater off, revealing her abs and firm arms. She was only wearing a sports bra underneath… Cardan is unsure if checking out this Jude would be cheating but he can’t help himself. Satisfied with how the boy looks bewildered, crownless Jude puts her sweater back on.

"See? Anyway. I don’t know what you were smoking but it’s gotten you high as fuck bud. Still can’t remember where you live?"

Cardan shakes his head since he can’t open his mouth to lie. He does remember where he lives with his awesome and hot wife but he’s not sure how to make it back.

"I’ll be fine. There’s no need for you to lead me anywhere, I’ll find my way back once I’m sober."

"Uh-huh. You say that but you were getting high. Alone. In an empty street while cosplaying some ethereal elf prince."

"King now. Not prince."

"Gee, sorry." Very human Jude rolls her eyes with a smile on her lips. She must be thinking that the guy is cringy for committing to the bit so hard. Nonetheless she’s amused by this encounter as well. Cardan looks at her relaxed smile in awe, he wishes he could also make his Jude smile like this. Unfortunately, his Jude is much more difficult and shy with her smiles.

"... And you know, that King has a very amazing wife. Thus the title."

"So the wife is the main character?"

"Mh-hm. She wields a sword and is skilled in the arts of war. And she rose to power in a land where she didn’t belong at first."

Hornless Jude whistles.

"She sounds like a badass."

Now that’s a word Cardan knows. Again, thanks to Oak but this one was way easier to grasp and remember.

"She is."

"Is the King any good then?" She asks half-mockingly, yet her tone is gentle.

Cardan ponders.

"He’s… a great pillow to sleep with."

"Wooow."

"A clever and funny boy."

"Uh-huh. And let me guess: he’s fun at parties?"

"Oh, absolutely. He’s the King of revels."

"So, with a bit of an alcohol problem? It checks out."

"It checks uh- yes?"

Cardan is not sure what checks exactly, all he knows is that the alcohol problem is in fact there and oftentimes, the only way for him to not drink at all in a day is to make a promise to Jude after she scolds him about it. His Jude. Now that he thinks about it, just before he walked through that door wasn’t he drinking again?

A voice rings out in his head. Cardan Cardan Cardan. He looks at crownless Jude and his vision blurs.

The next time he opens his eyes, he’s lying on his bed, probably looking like he’s completely out of it while Jude is calling out for him, slapping his cheeks not so gently and tugging at his clothes. Probably trying to take them off so he can sleep tight.

"Cardan." Jude utters, clearly unimpressed by his sorry state.

"My Jude!" Cardan cries out happily as if he hasn’t seen his wife in days, despite him literally dreaming of her any day she might not be home in his arms. But there she is.

"God. I was gone for only a day and one night, is it really so unbearable to be without me that you absolutely need to get drunk?"

"Ahaha, you have no idea!"

She rolls her eyes, exactly like the Jude in his dreams. My recollections of her are so accurate. Cardan tells himself, proud of his visions and vivid manifestations of her. Needily, he pulls his beautiful wife towards him.

"Come here…" His eyes are sparkling over the haziness, no matter his state, Cardan always lights up at the sight of his wife in front of him. Jude thinks he’s silly but enjoys it nonetheless. Giving up, she joins him.

"You have an alcohol problem, Cardan, please try to cut down on it."

"Yesss anything for you, Queen of swords. But oh- Whenever will you call me by a sweet nickname???"

Jude laughs under her breath at how ridiculously cute her husband is.

"Yes yes hubby. Anything for the King of getting shitfaced."

Cardan snuggles in his wife’s arms and an image of the other Jude flashes in his mind. I’m trained in MMA! Pretty cool, right? It’s a comforting thought to believe that a Jude who would grow up in the human world would also have arms as strong as his Jude. But still, this is truly home and she belongs here. Not anywhere else, not in a world where he wouldn’t have been able to meet her.

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That moment when you realize that this fic is just Cardan bragging about his wife... to his wife from another world 😂 God this is just- well, it’s so very Cardan.

And don’t forget: If you’d like to decrease the amount of my sad girl hours, please consider leaving comments/tags! 💖

[wormfunkie]

masked au timeline ramblings

last one promise. i just gotta ramble this botched masked au timeline somewhere before it disappears from my brain forever

ok so green escapes the mask of ice without silver. same events occur in her kanto arc right, by the johto volumes she feels confident enough to try and stop the masked man and starts her investigation in johto trying to find him (and hopefully run into silver cuz i personally feel like she would doing this to try and get him out of the situation to)

alright cool so SOMEONE (probably yellow) is going to be given a chance to come across celebi and send those notes back to oak and elm right. so gold still encounters silver at elm's lab, except silver is actually there to get those notes of celebi and the two so end up battling it out with their starters. alright cool after silver tells pryce he didn't get the notes because gold took them off of him and he had to get away before the cops where there right.

so gold decides to track down silver same thing meets oak gets the Pokedex ya ya

oak mentions those notes gold recovered from silver were important notes about specifically celebi in ilex forest. which gold is not far away from and goes there. pryce is there and takes gold's team hostage and also threatens his mom cuz he knows they live in new bark. (he does not appreciate that gold saved those notes) but he does give gold the option to join him or fight. gold decides to join the mask of ice instead (is already decided at this point yeah he's gotta get some sweet revenge)

once gold gets in eventually he befriends silver and the two of them start trying to snoop and plan a betrayal and their freedom

great cool NOW we flip over to crystal. so oak and elm get gold's Pokedex from a citizen who came across it in the woods and are like AYE YO WHAT HAPPENEDDDD so they had already planned on interviewing crystal (same as in the manga events) to take the Pokedex but during their meeting they admit there has already been the disappearance of another dex holder and they don't feel safe letting her take over right now considering that fact. but crystals like nah b I'll find him! AND I'll get those notes back and bring whoever took them to the cops. (they give her the pokedex but are very unsure about letting her investigation, she does it anyway)

so she meddles a little to much and Pryce is getting real tired of the shinanigans by this point straight up tells her via like some kind of anon message like you know what I'm attacking the academy you work at because you are in my way. by the time she's able to get back there hafe the schoolhouse has already been destroyed. the principal blames Crystal for this dude bringing down his wraith on the school. and top it off crystal looses the fight to Pryce. she offers to join the group if he just leaves the schoolhouse alone.

(but does tell him straight up like yeah I'm gonna train under you and get stronger but when I'm stronger than you your ass is grass) Pryce still agrees to this.

once she's in and gold and silver are sure they can trust her, they let her in on the whole "hey wanna toss this guy in the pit" betrayal.

i feel like the rest of the mangas key parts can be carried along by the kanto dex holders because they know the masked man is part of the gym leaders closer towards the end there anyway. and in the final battle gold, silver and crystal realize that the kanto dex holders are also willing to battle against pryce and just sort of join them in the fight. butttt they force pryce into the time space place in celebis shrine so he can't come back.

into the pit he goes :-) i cannot stand him

i crave a really emotionally charged reunion between them and their moms (and sister for silver) cuz man

there you go theres the time line. see why i wouldn't have remembered this if I didn't ramble it somewhere?

[starry-blue-echoes]

What was originally just meant to be a funny post about the Stone Ocean side of the Star Swap that somehow turned out to be actually plot-relevant:

What if, during the Yo-Yo Ma “fight”, Jonathan is just… nice to the stand? In canon, when Yo-Yo Ma appears, everyone is immediately violent towards and because they suspect it has evil intentions (to be fair, it does), and are overall very rude to stand. So what if in Star Swap Stone Ocean, when Yo-Yo Ma shows up and acts all humble, Jonathan’s victorian gentlemen behaviour kicks in and he gets Anasui and Foo Fighters to stop attacking it, and gives a whole speech about how servants deserve to be treated as kindly as anyone else. And what if Jonathan’s kindness actually moves Yo-Yo Ma’s to the point where he calls off his stand’s attack?

…. Okay so to be honest, I originally index’s this to just be a funny “ha ha look at how nice Jonathan is”, but in writing this I realize that it would actually significantly change things. If Jonathan manages to befriend Yo-Yo Ma, that means that Foo Fighters never leaves to kill the user, which means that they never directly encounter Pucci, which means that Foo Fighters gets to live for a little longer in this AU.  It probably doesn’t end well for the user of Yo-Yo Ma, since the moment Pucci learns of his betrayal, he can just take his stand and memories away and find out where “Jolyne” and the others are, meaning some variation of the fight against Pucci in the swamp still happens.  But since they where never subjected to the boiling water stand,  Foo Fighters is much less injured and might not die in the fight. 

Oooooooooooooooooo that's a really fun idea to mess around with actually

because like. Yo-yo Ma is I think the first (possibly only?) sentient automatic Stand we've seen, so like........ theoretically couldn't Yo-yo Ma disobey D an G's orders? To an extent at least??? Because as we've seen in the past, beyond their preset instructions Automatic Stands can't be directly controlled by their Users, and from wha I remember Yo-yo Ma is capable of making some decisions by itself

and just. You're absolutely right, Jonathan would 100% welcome Yo-yo Ma with open arms and kindness without hesitation. Foo, Atroe and Anasui find it kinda weird and aren't fully sold, but none of them say anything about it because none of them want to make Jojo upset, so they settle for silently threatening Yo-yo Ma with severe bodily harm should it lay a single finger on him when Jojo isn't looking

And who knows, maybe another thing that sway Yo-yo Ma to their side is Foo. Foo can open Yo-yo Ma's eyes to the fact that it doesn't have to do everything it's User tells it to, it can make it's own decisions and live life the way it wants

Pucci is definitly going to be angry about this specific development, and for the angst of it I love the idea of him taking Yo-yo Ma's disc when he finds out. Jonathan and the rest watching Yo-yo Ma crumbling to dust before their eyes, promising they'll bring it back somehow no matter what, that they won't let Pucci get away with this

And slightly switching gears from Yo-yo Ma to Foo and Atroe, them being there for everything with the Green Baby is going to make things interesting, specifically for when Pucci shows up. The duo's whole...... everything is actually going to make them something of a dfficult match for Pucci to fight, since as far as we've seen he can only use his ability on one person at a time, and while they're sharing a body they're still two seperate beings. If he tries to take Foo's disc, Atroe can just. Push it back in, and vice versa if he tried to take Atroe's

however, that isn't to say they'd have an easy win, or even be able to win at all. Whitesnake is still very powerful and Foo and Atroe are reliant on Atroe's body being in fighting condition so if she gets too beat up they're in trouble

but also another thought: what if Jonathan taught Atroe hamon. After all, Foo Fighters goes with hamon just as well as The Passion does with everything it does with water, and Foo...... doesn't exactly have lungs to use it themself. Plus, it would also give Atroe a reliable way to defend herself if she ever gets separated from Foo or if Foo's down for the count

why did I bring this up? Because I think it would be really funny if Pucci succesfully removed Foo's disc only to immediatley get punched in the face by a Hamon Boosted Punch