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gottaluvus · 2 years

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🧸; to infinity and beyond | gojo s.

─── summary; love. love is all he ever wanted, all he ever wished for. desire. he desired to be in the arms of his lover, his one and only. “please.. i’ll do anything, everything to make it so you’re happy and comfortable here, with me.” he desperately pledged, now with his knees on the floor with his mascara running down his face. “don’t leave me. not again, please, not again.” he’ll plead and beg as long as he needs to have [name]. and if begging doesn’t work, drugging and kidnapping will do.

— pairing; god!gojo + mortal!m!reader

⑅ cw; lower case, cheating, worshiper gojo, obsessed gojo [IN PT.2] non-con touching, implied sexual advances, paranoid reader

⑅ notes; boy did this change a lot from the first draft

⑅ chapters; II, III, IIII

it was a sunny, bright day in Michigan. even though a teeth chattering breeze flowed through the air and snow fell from the skies, a smile was still on the mortal’s face. a bright, pretty smile.

he hummed the tunes of ‘after the storm’ by kali uchis while the background noise of this afternoon’s supposed weather came from the radio.

“isn’t he just perfect?” the god of, ironically, marriage and wedlock spoke, his index finger trailing along his throne’s armrest. he peered through the cloud’s of Olympus, watching the mortal closely.

it’d been seven years, three months, twenty-four days, two hours, and two seconds since the start of their relationship, the start of his obsessive worshipping. wasn’t it supposed to be the other way around? no. at least gojo didn’t see it in such way. they’d been together for so long, and gojo only cheating thirty seven times! it's shorter than his record of their sixth year, thankfully.

“oh god, he’s doing it again.” nanami, the god of wealth and prosperity, mumbled, taking a sit of his morning nectar while reading Olympus Daily at the eighteen inch marble table. “is he alright? i’m getting worried!” yuji, the god of creativity, worriedly spoke, it came out louder than he intended it to.

“i’m fine itadori, i’m just taking care of the mortals well being since megumi is on leave for the time being.”

“oh! okay, thank you for telling me, mr. satoru!” even though gojo relentlessly told him not go call him ‘mr’, mainly because he’s still in his early thousands and isn’t old like nanami, yuji still insisted that since he was the youngest, he has to respect his elders. elders, he said! elders! gojo was considered to be over 1,379 years old in the mortals eyes! in Olympus, that's considered to be a young adult!

“i’m going to get some nectar.” gojo said, excusing himself from the throne/dining room, supposedly leaving to be in the comfort of his personal realm. fortunately, he has a decent poker face and was a [incredibly good] decent liar. where was he actually headed to? the ‘waking world’, as the Olympians called it. he just called it ‘the mortal realm’.

without a stop in his walk, he was in front of his fianceé’s company, aka the place where he had a job. why? well, because he’s the boss, darling!

“morning, mr. satoru!” is all he heard from his employers as he made his way to his lover’s desk, a cold mocha extreme, extra creme just how he liked it, with a donut with hazelnut glaze; [name]’s favorite. how did he know? stalking! i mean, watching. watching his lover closely, of course! with a lot of pep in his stride, he officially made his first stop of the day at [name]’s desk.

the smile on his face dropped almost immediately.

“where is he?!” he shouted, looking around the room to see who would dare to speak up and tell him the location of his beloved.

a girl. brunette, short, with freckles and long eyelashes stood up, her head immediately facing the ground. “he’s in your office, sir!” she exclaimed, still standing. it’d been a few seconds of thick tension, the room quiet as a mouse. well, that was until gojo had decided to say a quick ‘thank you’ and be on his merry way to visit his forever.

“[name], you should’ve at least told me you were coming to visit! i brought you breakfast by the way, here.” gojo handed the drink and plastic wrapped donut to the man, their hands touched only faintly. for a quick second or two. but it was more than enough for his heart to skip a beat.

“thank you, mr. satoru–”

“gojo. call me gojo.” his boss corrected.

“–gojo” he said corrected himself, “i should’ve made an appointment, i know, but–”

for the second time, gojo interrupted his employee. “you never need an appointment in order to see me, dear! you can visit anytime you please, darling.”

a faint grimace shown on [name]’s face from gojo’s pet name usage, but he needed to tell him the reason why he had came here to his office.

“—but, i came here to tell you that–”

he wants to marry him and live in Olympus by his side forever?! no wait, that’d be too soon. slow and steady wins the race. he’s.. in love! with him, no one else, hopefully. oh that’d be splendid to hear!

gojo gushed at the thoughts running through his mind as he stared holes into [name]’s head.

“.. resigning.” his letter of resignation was slid onto the sleek, oak tree desk.

RESIGNING? no. no, he couldn’t be. he can’t! he just–! he just.. can’t leave. not again. not after all he’s done! no after all the divine crimes he had committed and covered up for this fucking son of a bitch! my god, [name] was just playing with his heart. all these years. seven years. seven fucking years.

“sorry, must’ve hallucinated, what’d you say?”

[name] titled his head a little, like a puppy, at his bosses confusion. however, without hesitation, he repeated the words again. which successfully embedded them into his brain.

standing up, slamming his hands on the desk, fury with a mixture of mass desperation he shouted.

“NO! YOU CAN’T LEAVE!”

flinch. his lover.. flinched at him yelling. he’s never flinched before. not when talking with gojo, at least. oh dear, what has he done?

gojo quickly covered his mouth with his hands before lowering them to his sides. “i’m sorry, my love. i’m so sorry.” he started to tear up.

“i just, i can’t handle this world without you by my side. i just– i just can’t.” he sniffled in the middle of his sentence, chest rising a little. “gojo, i–” before [name] could speak his piece, gojo quickly interrupted. “what is it?! the pay?! your coworkers?! please! just tell me and stay! just.. just stay!” while saying all this he made his way and rounded the corner of his desk.

gojo took [name]’s hands in his own and cupped his face.

“please.. i’ll do anything, everything to make it so you’re happy and comfortable here, with me.” he desperately pledged, now with his knees on the floor with his mascara running down his face. “don’t leave me. not again, please, not again.”

[name] just sat there, stunned. not again? don’t leave him? he’ll do anything? he can’t handle the world without him by his side? what in the world is going on?!

“gojo, please, let me go..” [name] begged, trying to pull his hands away but ineffectively failing. gojo had no intentions of letting go, is what [name] had thought to be true. “i’ll..” he had to say something, anything, to be set free. in all honesty, he could scream and cry. he knows he can. but it would be useless, his pleads and begs would be ignored. everyone knew not to come into gojo’s office, unless you had a death wish. and unless you were [name], his beloved.

“i’ll stay.” [name] declared.

gojo immediately sat up, his tears still flowed and his sniffles still came, he looked better though. happier. brighter. prettier. he was ecstatic to hear such information. “my love, really? do you.. do you promise?”

gojo held out his pink like a child who’d just been promised the newest batch of toys for their birthday, awaiting for their pinkies to lock. it signifies that they’d be together. forever and ever. and ever. and ever.

hesitantly looking down at the man’s slim, pale pinky and locked it with his own. “i promise.” [name] swore, the look in his eyes was filled to the brim with desperation. not to be loved? no. to be let go.

what has he done?

his life is done. forever.

#x male reader #male reader #jujutsu gojo #jjk gojo #yandere gojo #yandere x male reader #yandere male x male reader #jjk x male reader #gojo x male reader #gojo satoru x male reader #yandere jjk x male reader

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rainbowkeyboardyippee · 14 days

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Tumblr in the Miraculous Ladybug Universe. _________________________

🔮 smilenshine Follow

Cold take but I actually do think being akumatised sounds like the coolest thing in the world

Like, I get super cool superpowers for literally zero work? Sign me up lmao

🧸 fluffy-sunny-rainbows Follow

Are you mentally fucked in the head? Getting akumatised means being controlled by a PSYCHOPATH who exploits your mental health to make you kill people. All the victims of H*wkmoth would like a word with you.

❄️ purpur-stairs Follow

^^^ My cousin's sibling was akumatised once and it traumatised them for life. They say they still have nightmares about it

🪐 number-one-fandomorono Follow

You can't even remember stuff when you're akumatised lmao that's just a bold faced lie tumblr user purpur-stairs

❄️ purpur-stairs Follow

Even if it was somehow a sort of lie it doesn't even matter being akumatised is the worst thing to happen to a person ever fuck you

🥦 ilovebrocollilmao Follow

Hey, as a previously akumatised person, i want to say that there's a major stigma around being akumatised that I think is unfair. OP is right that you do get to have cool powers, and you don't even do anything that bad (I personally just went around growing vegetables). Ladybug and Cat Noir just undo all the bad stuff anyway, and, as said above, you don't even remember anything from the experience. Honestly, I think more people should be getting akumatised, for their mental health :)

💡dingdingsingding Follow

that's a literal terrorist. like there's no around it, h*wkmoth is a terrorist. like i dont even know what you think youre defending that is just a freaking terrier

🐕 dog-typos Follow

Terrier

🦋 thensomesaywhenwell Follow

The inherent homoeroticism of being controlled by another man at your lowest, forced into doing his bidding through magical and unknown means, while his very presence changes you completely

🐴 theplanetearth Follow

Why am I not surprised the horndogs like the skinsuit butterfly man

🦄 peaceandloveon Follow

Is he really a terrorist if he does no permanent damage btw? Like all the stuff doesn't matter in the end, right?

📊 pleaseaskmetodomath Follow

Statistically speaking, out of almost 250 akumatisations, Ladybug and Chat Noir have fixed all damage that occurred in Paris 99.4% of the time. So, going by that logic, Hawk Moth was only a terrorist that one time Ladybug was helping the American Heroes.

👎 i-say-no-way Follow

No way!!!

🔮 smilenshine Follow

Who are you people, I posted this for my 2 mutuals

#Miraculous Ladybug #Fake Post #Unreality #Hawkmoth #Ladybug #Chat Noir

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threadsun · 10 months

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🧸Asks: "I will share DoL PC stuff soonlater (got a lot of stuff to do today argh) but I had a brainrot thought that I can't let go of and I need to yeet it at you!! Bear (🧸) with me on this one, idk if you've heard similar ideas or not oop.

What if Ian found the tape first? I mean, he's starring in the reboot, the director might have handed him a box of old tapes of the show to get a feel for the character he'll be playing. Sure, it's mostly normal episodes, but one of the tapes must have gotten mixed up... Something about an '84 Incident'? But he's curious now, plays it anyway...

Jack recognises an opportunity when he sees it. I mean, this has to be fate! This little ray of sunshine is going to be resurrecting the Sunnytime Crew! But, well, this 'Ian' can't give his all to the role if he's hurting so much inside. The kids at home will know he's not genuinely happy. So Jack will just have to fix that!

Ian reminds him a lot of what he went through as Joseph. A difficult home life, struggling to fit in with peers, the pressure of the industry forcing him to do things he doesn't want to do... Jack knows about Y/N, he knows that Ian cheated, but he knows why Ian did what he did. (Patreon spoilers I guess?) And he knows that Ian still loves them.

It starts off less-than-altruistic, if he's being honest. I mean, the more Ian trusts Jack, the more open he is to 'suggestions'. He shows him how to be the best Sunny Day Jack he can be, how to be more confident, how to be strong enough to win Y/N back, to be worthy of them! And maybe a little possession could help with that, you know? Practice makes perfect. Muscle memory. Ian tries to rationalise it as 'method acting', but he's really liking this new version of himself.

Being connected like that, well, it's a closeness neither of them are used to. Ian comes out of his shell, keeping more of that confidence even when he's not possessed. And Jack, well, he starts to feel some of Ian's emotions towards Y/N. He wants them to come back, to be with Ian again, to be with BOTH of them.

Honestly idk how it would work out, I have two options in my brainsoup and both are equally appealing. On the one hand, Ian and Y/N discuss the problems in their relationship, how they've grown as people, and seeing the genuine change in Ian is enough for Y/N to give him another chance. Also Jack is there because I'm a poly bitch and Jack has two hands lmao.

On the other hand... well, Ian's already said he NEEDS to have you back in his life, right? And if Jack felt the same way, so desperate for that connection he felt in Ian's memories, yearning to be a part of it, willing to do ANYTHING for his sunshine... Two yanderes, fused into one Sunny Day Jack, would be unstoppable."

OH POLYAM IAN LOVER BRAIN GO BRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!

I love this so much, Ian is in like prime position for Jack to manipulate him!! Especially because of [REDACTED PATREON SPOILER THAT'S DRIVING ME INSANE THAT I CAN'T TALK ABOUT BUT DEAR GOD] Jack is definitely able to use his therapy speak to get Ian believing that all he wants is to help him heal from his trauma!!!

And then the two of them both getting yandere over Sunshine... I love it!!! Ian definitely has latent yandere tendencies imo, and Jack has overt ones. So like. Combined... dear lord. Good luck, Sunshine!

#sunshine #🧸 anon #god the patreon thing!!!!!! makes me feral!!!!!!!#I need to talk to other patreon people about it without non-patreon people around #but like !!!!! god how fucking bad are the Ian haters gonna feel. When they Find Out.

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honey-andmilktea · 1 year

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𝐀 𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐈𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐁𝐨𝐫𝐧, 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭

𝐎𝐟 𝐌𝐲 𝐎𝐰𝐧 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

・゜゜・．🤎📜☕️ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭 [𝐎𝐧𝐞-𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭]

✒️ 𝟐.𝟏𝐊 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 | 🤎 𝐉𝐚𝐲 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐬/𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐀𝐫𝐢 [🕯️] 𝐱 𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐨 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨 [🕯️] | 🌙 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 [🧸], 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 [🎻], 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜 [🥠], 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 [🍯]

👜 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐀𝐫𝐢 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭. [𝐀𝐫𝐢'𝐬 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲]

🕰️ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐍𝐨𝐧𝐞!

🍁 𝐈 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐉𝐚𝐲 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐨 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.

🐻 𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝! 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭, 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐭! ^^

🍷 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤? 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞! | 𝐆𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚? 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫! [𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞!]

We write our own stories, our lives are like story books.

It was a sunny hot day in León, Spain and everyone was out. First grader Emiliano Castro found himself in a bit of a predicament. “You humans are infesting our schools.” One kid spat as they pushed him down. They were slightly older then the boy, most possibly in the 3rd grade as they all taunted and laughed at him. He shook and cowarded, ready for a harder blow from the bigger boys until he heard a tiny voice scream.

“Leave him alone you idiots!” The boys stopped and turned to see a small girl. She was very skinny, short and basically looked like a puppy when she stormed up in front of Emilio in a full defensive stance. “He didn’t do anything to you! Pick on someone your own size.” The boys stared before laughing at the girl. She just held her place as she glared at him.

“What are you going to do pipsqueak? I can throw you a mile away.” She shrugged before kicking straight where the sun don’t shine. He doubled over, screaming in pain as the other boys cringed and looked at the boy in worry. She took her chance and quickly took Emilio’s hand and dragged him along. “Let’s go.” She said quietly as she pulled him gods knows where. Once far away enough she let go of him before turning to him. He stuttered as he tried to speak.

“U-Um thank you…you really didn’t have to do that. You could have gotten in trouble.” She just shrugged with a snort.

“Don’t worry. I’m always at their throats.” She held her hand out for him to take as she put her tiny fist on her hip. “I’m Lola. Lola Jaylene De León.” She smiled proudly as she spoke her full name. He giggled softly as he took her hand.

“I’m Emiliano. Emiliano Castro.” She smiled wider, the gap between her teeth quite evident as he blushed a little. ‘She’s cute.’ He thought but quickly shook those thoughts away as he listened to her talk.

“You’re not from here? Normally people take De León as their last name when they’re born here.” He shook his head.

“I’m from Madrid.”

“Oh!~ Fancy, you’re from el capital! [the capital]” She giggled before slinging her around his shoulders. “Well city boy, I think we’re going to get along well.” Emilio smiled as he nodded along looking up at her.

She was his hero.

What creates a hero? What creates a villian?

Emilio and Lola were stuck to each other at the hip since then. She helped Emilio through his studies, helping him fend for himself and be able to mold himself into supernatural living. Being human in a magic’s world was hard but having her through it all was what he needed. Lola being around a human had also made her quite unpopular amongst other people but she never cared or wanted to be a part of the crowd so she shrugged it off.

“Hey hero.~” Emilio popped his head into Lola’s room and smiled big. She was changing and raised her brows at him. They were in the middle of their middle school career.

“I could have been naked.” The boy just shrugged as he walked in and pushed some of the clothes off her bed and laid down.

“We’ve taken showers together. At this point I’ve seen everything.” He said it so nonchalantly, trying to hold back a laugh as the shorter girl rolled her eyes and threw bunched up socks at him. He laughed, throwing them back at her. He propped his head up on his arm as he looked at her walking around. “Where are you guys going?” He asked as he looked at the suitcase on the ground.

“We’re visiting family so I’ll be gone for the weekend.” He pouted a little as his eyes dropped sadly.

“What am I going to do while you’re gone?” She snorted as she tossed a shirt into the suitcase.

“You’ll live. It’s only 3 days.” The boy whined with a pout.

“I’m going to miss you to the stars and back though.” Lola looked at him amused before shaking her head and tossing him one of her hoodies.

“We’ll be looking at the same stars so I won’t be that far away.” He looked at her with big eyes as she turned around. When she wasn’t looking he hugged the hoodie close to him as he smiled into it.

The hero turned into the princess.

“My dearest princess please don’t forget about me while you smile with him.”

It was 7th grade.

Almost the end of middle school.

Emilio was concerned for his friend. Her light seemed to have dimmed, she was distant and she refused to go by her Spanish name anymore. She asked to be called by Ari and refused to acknowledge the other name. She wouldn’t say why though.

“Hey princess.” Emilio said as he hugged the girl. She smiled at him, her newly fixed teeth in full display.

“Hey idiota.” She mused while he rolled his eyes, walking along her side.

“Did you hear about the new kid?” He asked and Ari just nodded her head to what he said, knowing well of who he was talking about.

There was word of a new foreign kid at the school and everyone was gossiping left and right.

“You’re cute aren’t you?~” Someone could be heard speaking along with the slamming of something against a locker. Ari and him both turned to look and saw a curly, dark brown haired boy being pushed against the lockers. She noticed who was pushing them and her blood boiled.

“You need to control your friends.” She spat at Emilio as she stormed over to the boys. Growing up Emilio had managed to gain a couple of friends, to Ari’s dismay they were the bullies of the school. When she came up to them she kicked the back of one of their legs and glared down at him as he fell to the ground. He let go of the boy and growled at her.

“Why isn’t it Lola? Or what is your name now…Ari? Or some shit.” He crossed his arms as she just stared him down. Emilio came up and nervously looked between the two.

“Come on princess, just leave them alone.” She just scoffed and didn’t stand down.

“You need to leave people alone.” Shaking her head she helped the boy up, assuming he was older than them before dragging him away. She gave her friend the cold shoulder as she walked by. “Hey sorry you had to go through that. I’m assuming you’re the new kid.” He simply just nodded his head as she sighed. “Hey you’ll be fine, you got me now. Do you need help finding your next class?” The boy looked up at her, eyes slightly teary as he nodded. She smiled at him and took his hand carefully. “I’ll help you find it. I’m Ari. Kim Ari.” She said looking at him hoping for a name.

“Ace Azarolla.”

And from there they became the best of friends.

When did the hero, the princess, become the villain?

Jealousy.

That’s all he felt as he sat in front of ‘Jay’.

“So you’re just leaving me? We were supposed to go to University together after Bachillerato.” Jay just shrugged as she ate.

She was eating less, he noticed.

“And now I want to join the guard.” She said simply.

She was hiding something. His magic training was going well and he could tell she was over using her magic. But jealousy fogged his mind.

“You’re going for him aren’t you?” Jay looked up at him. “You changed your name and everything, for him right?” She scoffed as she slammed her spoon down.

She started getting more irritated.

“Maybe I am! Maybe I don’t want to hangout with someone who hangs out with bullies cause he’s too much of a coward to speak up!” Her hands slammed on the table as she got up, smoke pouring from her nose and mouth, eyes a bright red. Emilio felt like something shot into his chest at her words. He didn’t say anything as he watched her get up and leave.

He found out after what she was hiding.

You are the villain.

It was the summer before college started.

Jay had grown to become a paranoid mess. Once her powers fully came in everyone seemed to turn on her. People calling her a monster just because of something she didn’t decide on. She only had Ace.

She had walked out alone for a walk. She lit up a cigarette, a habit she acquired a bit ago, and walked along the rocky bits of the cliff side. She let her magic down and a scar through her left eye, leaving her half blind as it went through her eye and ended at her bottom lip. She sighed until she felt magic.

She looked around and noticed everything was frozen.

Illusion magic.

She looked around wondering who it was.

“Long time no see princess.” A familiar voice spoke and she froze. She took a shallow breath but refused to look back. “Are you enjoying the scenery?” Footsteps could be heard coming closer. “Are you reminiscing on how you killed him?” She balled up her fists as she tried to figure out a way to run.

“What do you want, Emilio?”

“You.” She knew what he meant. He was her to end her. Some kind of revenge story or whatever.

“You’re avenging the wrong person.” Emilio scoffed as his crystal blue eyes looked at her.

“He was a kid! He didn’t do anything!” He spat out as he shook his head.

“He hurt Ace.” Hearing his name made him explode.

“You only care about him! Don’t you? He came along and it was like I didn’t exist! You killed an innocent kid for him!” He screamed at her. She stayed quiet before speaking up.

“I found out his brother killed mine.” He panted as he looked at her, she turned to him, tears building in her eyes. “He killed him.” She took a shaky breath in. “His brother thought it was a good idea to put my brother’s life at risk and drive drunk after being told over and over not to. They were supposed to be friends!” Her jaw clenched as she turned away, putting out her cigarette.

“It still wasn’t his fault.” She didn’t say anything as she shook her head.

“I don’t care. I’m not remorseful. I don’t pity him.” That was a lie to an extent. She felt guilty a while ago. She stopped eating, developing an eating disorder along the way. But now, after time, she didn’t care. She stood by her decisions.

“What happened to you?” That question caused her to turn to him. “What happened to my hero? My princess.” She laughed and shook her head with an eye roll.

“She became the villain.” She shrugged as she stepped to the edge of the cliff. “She became the villain in everyone’s stories. I have the grand reminder that I am unwanted by everyone!” She said as she held her arms up. “You don’t want me. Ace doesn’t want me.” She looked down into the abyss. “My own mum didn’t want me.” Emilio looked at her before stepping closer as her head straightened up. “Now do what you came here to do.” She kept her arms up. “Push me down. Avenge your little friend. I don’t care.”

“You always were like this.” He muttered as he wrapped his arms around her. Just one last time. “You always liked toeing with danger.” He unwrapped his arms, hands moving to her back. “You never know when to quit. You’re so stubborn, its frustrating!” He bit his bottom lip as tears filled his eyes. “But that’s why I love you. We both know why I’m doing this.” She nodded her head as she closed her eyes.

“I love you too.” He winced as he heard her say that.

“I’ll miss you to the stars and back. Please come back, don’t leave me.” He choked out as she just smiled.

“We’ll be looking at the same stars. I won’t be that far away.” She glanced at him, charcoal eyes filled with tears as she looked into his blue ones. “I’m not leaving. It’ll take a whole lot to kill Lola Jaylene De León.” He laughed and shook his head, happy to hear the name again, happy to hear her say it. He took a deep breath as she braced herself.

He pushed her.

As she fell she knew she wasn’t going to die.

A freshly made reaper dying? The gods wouldn’t allow it.

But she laughed.

She laughed and cried as she fell, almost as if she was finally allowing herself to feel something.

It wasn’t the last time he was going to see her.

Not for a long shot.

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nayeon has lost count of how many times she’s driven through the grand gates of the castle grounds, but she’s sure this is the most excited she’s ever been to be driving up to the royal castle. she recalls the first time she ever stepped foot here, shaky hands gripping the steering wheel of her car as she nervously came to pick yeji up and hang out with her for the very first time. she couldn’t help but feel intimidated back then, by the security, by the sheer size of the castle, by the regal atmosphere, hell, she was even a little intimidated by yeji. but that was, what, six months ago? and now here she is, practically a regular at the castle, recognized by the guards, and dating the princess herself, albeit in secret.

she’s not supposed to be here. not right now, at least. she has a full day of work today, but how could she not come to see her girlfriend on this day of all days? plus, she knows yeji doesn’t have anything on her schedule at the moment, so she decided, screw her own schedule, this is the perfect time to ditch and pay the love of her life a surprise visit. is it a surprise, though? sure, she told yeji earlier that she’ll be busy throughout the whole day, but she has her location on so it’s very much possible that the princess already knows that she’s within the castle grounds now. she could only hope that yeji hasn’t thought to check on her.

after parking her car in her usual spot, she gets out with everything she picked up on the way and walks up the steps to the main doors, stopping about halfway up as she decides that she’ll wait for her girlfriend there. she takes out her phone and calls yeji’s number—it’s on speed dial, of course—tapping her foot as she waits for the line to connect. “baby, hi!” she speaks into the phone, eyes lighting up in excitement the moment yeji answers. “i know this is sudden but i’m outside right now, can you come out for a bit?”

the idol is suddenly nervous as she waits for the princess to open the doors, pacing slightly while she goes over in her head, the script of what she wants to tell yeji that she prepared and spent all night practicing last night. she freezes when she hears the doors opening, standing at attention as she prepares to face yeji. the doors open to reveal her girlfriend, and the enormous smile on nayeon’s face is instant upon seeing her. “okay, princess, before you ask or say anything, let me speak first,” she quickly says, taking in a deep breath then opening her mouth to begin her little speech, but no words seem to come out.

for a moment, she panics, as suddenly, with her beloved standing right in front of her, nayeon’s head goes completely blank, the words she wrote, and read and reread over and over again disappearing into thin air from her mind. dammit, looks like she’ll just have to wing it.

“i love you,” she ends up saying, staring into yeji’s eyes from her spot on the staircase. “through the good and the bad and everything in between. no matter if it’s sunny or rainy, or when it snows or hails or storms. through every laugh and every cry, every tear and every smile. i will always love you, my princess.”

“sometimes i think about how, if i did just one thing differently in the past, it could’ve led me down a different path, one where i never met you, or never started hanging out with you, or never fell for you. i think about how it could’ve been anyone else, anyone at all, who caught your eye and who you decided to talk to and who asked you to hang out that day, but out of everyone and anyone, it was me.” she pauses and takes another deep breath. “it was me. and each time i ponder on this, it makes me even more grateful that i did whatever it is that i did to have led me to you. i want to thank you, thank god, thank every god there is or was or ever will be, thank fate and destiny, the whole universe and every other universe that may exist outside of this one, and anyone else i can possibly thank, that you came into my life and chose to stay.”

another pause. she realizes her lips are dry, so she quickly darts her tongue out to wet them. “i used to think my life was already good enough, with my dream career and friends who feel like family, and that there’s nothing else i could possibly need. but then you came along with your bright eyes and your captivating smile to prove me wrong.” it makes her chuckle, the memory of the first day they spent together. getting comfortable with the princess, learning her quirks, seeing more to her than a person of royalty. it’s no wonder that one day alone managed to win nayeon over—she has half a mind to think that yeji is just so lovable that anyone can fall in love with her in a day. “you charmed me, princess, swept me off of my feet and stole my heart like it was as easy as breathing, and you didn’t even know you were doing that to me. and now, i can’t imagine my life without you. i didn’t know it back then, that talking to the pretty princess would eventually get me here, dating the most wonderful girl i’ll ever have the honor to meet, but looking back on it now, it was the best decision i’ve ever made.”

“it’s been six months and ten days since our beginning, since the day i took said pretty princess on a day out and quickly realized that she’s the one for me, and a month since we made us official. it took us a while to get here, huh? but i’m glad we took it slow, because it made the night you told me that you love me all the more worth it. some people may think that this is a little much for celebrating just a month. but i never needed a reason to shower you with love and affection in the first place, especially because you deserve it, all of it, every second of every day. i love you, hwang yeji. i love you more than i thought i was capable of doing. i love you more with each passing second. and i love you so much that i can physically feel it, feel the gentle, loving hold you have on my heart. i’m completely yours, princess, and i wouldn’t have it any other way. happy one month, my love.”

finished with her impromptu speech, or more accurately, the declaration straight from her heart, nayeon goes up the remaining few steps separating her from yeji, holding a couple of gifts in her arms. “i got you a few things to celebrate today. this,” she hands yeji a bouquet first and foremost. “is a bouquet of lego flowers, with some real flowers in there too. i’ve given you so many real flower bouquets already so i thought i’d change things up a little for this occasion~ i built the entire thing myself, and had sana arrange them into a bouquet for me.” next, she shows yeji a white box with a transparent plastic window on its lid, enabling them to see its contents. “and this is a cake i had mina bake and customize for me. it’s earl gray tea flavored, which sounds like a weird flavor, i know, but trust me! it’s really really good!” she smiles sheepishly at the princess when she nearly drops the box, but luckily she manages to to balance herself and the cake in time to save it. “do you remember the day of our first date, when i told you i had a few things to do before the date? ordering this cake was one of them.”

finally, she puts the cake aside, safely on the ground, so she can properly give yeji her last gift. the idol reaches into the pocket of her cardigan to take out a small, deep red, velvety box. she opens it to reveal a pair of matching rings, both of plain silver with a simple heart-shaped hole in each of them. nayeon takes both out of the box before shoving the closed box back into her pocket. “these, i also ordered before our first date.” she smiles at yeji, so widely that her cheeks almost hurt. “i wanted to give yours to you on valentine’s, and they were done well before that, but i figured it’d be a better gift for our one month.” she picks up one of the rings and angles it in a way to allow her girlfriend to see that there are engravings inside. this one says ‘nayeon’s’ with two sets of dates—one of their first time going out together, their adventure at the street market and the design plaza, and their first sleepover, when they realized their feelings and shared their first kiss, among other things, and the other of nayeon’s most recent concert, the same night they said “i love you” to one another for the first time and became an official couple, the very event that happened one month ago which they are celebrating today. “my ring is exactly the same, except it says your name instead of mine,” she explains as she gently lifts yeji’s hand and slips the ring onto her ring finger, leaning down to kiss her knuckles before also putting on her half of the ring set. “it took me a while to decide between getting us rings or bracelets or necklaces, but we already have matching bracelets,” she shows the kuromi bracelet adorning her wrist. “and you already have that heart necklace you never take off,” she shifts her gaze to the shiny accessory hanging from the princess’ neck, before meeting her eyes once more. “so i decided that matching rings would be the best.” she lifts her hand next to yeji’s, lining their new rings up side-by-side.

“these gifts aren’t enough to fully express how much i love and adore you, my princess, but i hope you like them. again, happy first of many, many months to us~ i love you more than life itself, hwang yeji.”

#my lovely princess #gifts !#cw food

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