who: @garlandhightower (semi-flashback thread)
where: the solar of garland hightower within the castle of highgarden, prior to everyone’s arrival to highgarden.
when: shortly following omer and garland’s disastrous interaction.
her skirts swished around the marble on the floor, hands clasped before her before she even entered his chambers - was she nervous? no. yes, quite obviously by the looks of it. by what she had heard, the conversation did not take place entirely well; no, it would have been better if such a conversation had not occurred at all by the sounds of it. two men so stubborn in their pride and their own ego; how was it ever to work? a part of her wonders whether she ought to have been there, to try and defuse the situation - and yet still, she knew some things needed to be settled between the pair of them.
the lord of oldtown and the fox of brightwater had a history that went far beyond her, far before her. she needed to have some trust in that.
her own mind had been made up - no doubt to the creeping disappointment of her kin. whilst their relationship was filled with differences, there was no denying what his presence had been in her life; and she could hope that her presence had helped him some regard too. that it was more than the ties of blood and family that made them want to remain in one another’s lives, but it was because they genuinely wanted to. whilst lucrezia was not a ward of house hightower, garland had taken his responsibilities as her eldest male relative seriously. a difficult matter, when she was a ruling lady in her own right. the waters they tread were sometimes murky, clouded in miscommunication and the want to give up - and there were times where their stubbornness only bounced on one another.
she remained stood in his entrance to his solar for a moment, noting the winding staircase that made it’s way up to his desk where he no doubt would be planted. he would be stressed, and therefore, the books would be piling. “lulu!” came a shrieking voice, and she visibly jumped as she looked up toward where she knew the voice came from. his blasted raven. she wished it would fly itself into the crackling hearth someday. “i am coming upstairs.” she called, her hand on the railing as she lifted the bottom of her skirts, taking the winding spiral staircase up to the part of his solar where he had banished himself.
she stood at the arch for a moment, hand remaining on the railing of the staircase. whilst it felt as though her chest would burst from how much she wanted to tell him, it felt as though her lips and her eyes had been tainted with a sense of shame and guilt for the way she had destroyed herself to ultimately understand. she did this for the gods, as much as she did this for herself; it was the way to make things right. still, she could tell by the look on his face that he was utterly perplexed. that this had seemingly come from nowhere.
she should have said something. how could she have said something? she should have said something. “hello.” she spoke, her voice somewhat weary as she looked upon him; both of them looking at one another in the aftermath of what feels like a slap in the face for the lord of oldtown. she wordlessly stepped forward, removing some of the pile of books from his desk, to a space on his desk so they did not teeter and pile. “i wanted to come and see you.” she spoke over the pile of books, continuing to decrease the pile.
❝ Why the hell should I try it if it's terrible ? ❞ He simply asked, but it was clear to see how the hazel irises oogled the bottle held out to him with the unknown liquor inside. He didn't even have a clue what it was but if she drank it herself, that meant it couldn't kill him if he tried. He flinched, his chest swelling as if he had just been insulted but it was just a reaction to how much he was arguing with himself just to keep from being fooled. Impulsive thoughts won over his resistance and with a clearly disgruntled look on his face he simply grabbed the bottle in his hand and drank it down with loud gulps, his head thrown back. A smack of the lips followed as the taste in Ace's mouth settled. ❝ ... is this perfume ? ❞
★ ❛ m. don’t think; become ( jim. ),
★ ❛ hc. destiny is a gift ( jim. ),
★ ❛ ch. young atlas; little gynt ( jim. ),
★ ❛ sc. a trollhunter must answer the call ( jim. ),
★ ❛ ic. daylight is mine to command ( jim. ),
★ ❛ v. 001 fear is but a precursor to valor ( jim. ),
★ ❛ v. 002 for the doom of gunmar ( jim. ),
★ ❛ v au. 003 eternal night; eternal knight ( jim. ),
★ ❛ v au. 004 sword of daylight in the kingdom of the sun ( jim. )
open to: luciana morales | @luciana-morales
location: delos hospital morgue
When Blue received a call on his work phone, the last thing he expected was to be heading to the morgue. He’d been offered very little information over the phone and he had yet to be comforted by it, or worried. It could mean that there wasn’t much connection to him at all, or they wanted to save any hysterics only after they’d been given the identification. He hoped for any face on that slab except two. The one time he found himself looking to any semblance of a prayer returned to him now as he entered the room lit in a bright white.
“You said they had my business card on them?” Blue asked again, stammer cut only by a small clench of his jaw to keep himself from shuddering at the thought.
003. warnings. manipulative ex-boyfriend jeno, possessiveness, there's no plot at all 💀, rough jeno, dirty talk, degradation
004. man im bored. just finished writing a dojaejung smut lol, 'm just gonna edit and post whenever i can. lovelots. also, work of fiction :: reblogs and interactions are very much appreciated
thinking hardly about jeno, your ex-boyfriend, who is still in love with you but is possessive of you, and he refuses to acknowledge it. he's toxic, controlling, manipulative, and gaslights you nonstop.
he just won't let you go out alone, and he controls your wardrobe and choice of clothes. he manipulates you into having sex with him when he gets jealous, reminding you that your body only belongs to him.
one day, you have an argument with jeno that left you both screaming at each other. you're tired of his toxicity, and it's making you confused about whether he loves you or not, but the fight only got nasty, and you end up slapping him. he slaps you back before grabbing you by the hair and forcefully making out with you.
he's going to have you crying on his cock, and you better take it seriously - whimpering, squealing, shaking, he's going to make you a fucking mess. and from that point on, you're moving in with him because he's never going to let you go again.
"you're such a fucking brat," jeno growls, grabbing your jaw and forcing you to look at him. "do you know how many times i've had to hold myself back from tearing your clothes off in public? how many times i've had to listen to other guys talk about wanting to fuck you?"
you try to pull away, but jeno's grip is too strong. "let go of me!" you scream, struggling against him.
"not until you fucking apologize," he snarls, his lips brushing against yours. "not until you admit that you're mine and that nobody else is allowed to touch you."
"i'm not yours," you hiss, trying to push him away. "i belong to myself."
jeno's eyes darken, and he grabs your hair, pulling your head back. "you belong to me," he growls, his lips crashing down on yours. his tongue forces its way into your mouth, and you moan despite yourself, your cock growing hard in your pants.
"fuck," jeno mutters, feeling your erection. "you like this, don't you? you like being dominated like the filthy whore you are."
"no," you gasp, but jeno doesn't believe you. he pushes you onto the bed and rips your clothes off, his eyes gleaming with possessiveness.
"you're going to be mine," he whispers, his fingers playing with your cock. "nobody else is going to touch you, do you understand me?" you nod, feeling a mixture of fear and arousal. jeno's possessiveness is both frightening and intoxicating, and you can't resist him any longer.
he pushes his cock into you, and you cry out in pleasure and pain. jeno fucks you hard, his hands gripping your hips as he pounds into you relentlessly. you're whimpering and shaking, your cock pulsing in time with his thrusts.
"you're mine," jeno growls, his eyes locked onto yours. "you belong to me, and nobody else." you nod, unable to resist his possessiveness any longer. you're his, and you know it. from that point on, you're moving in with him, and you're never going to leave his side again.
jeno continues to pound into you relentlessly, his hips slamming against yours with a force that leaves you breathless. you wrap your legs around his waist, holding onto him for dear life as he takes you to new heights of pleasure.
"who do you belong to?" jeno growls, his grip on your hips tightening. "tell me, baby. tell me who owns this tight little hole."
"you do, daddy," you moan, feeling the heat building inside you. "i belong to you."
"that's it," jeno hisses, his pace quickening. "you're mine. my little slut. my dirty little secret."
you cry out as he hits that sweet spot deep inside you, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. jeno grunts, his own release imminent as he continues to thrust into you with abandon.
finally, he slams into you one last time, filling you up with his hot cum. you scream his name, your own orgasm washing over you in a wave of ecstasy.
jeno collapses on top of you, both of you panting and sweating from the intensity of your lovemaking. "that's right, baby," he whispers in your ear. "you're mine. and i'm never letting you go."
but wait a minute while I make you mine, make you mine
as if bribing people with pringles to vote for him as class prez wasn't enough, riki had to get respectable amount of grades to really contest in it. so, what happens when a hopeless riki approaches you, his quiet shy classmate whose painfully crushing on him, to tutor him? will you take his offer to finally shoot your shot?
pairings- niki x f.reader
genre- smau with written parts, classmates to lovers, crush!niki, fluff, pinch of angst maybe, high school!au, shy girl x popular boy kinda, tutor!reader (cliche ikkk)
warnings- profanity, rest tba according to chapters
taglist- open - send an ask or comment to be added (bold=cannot tag)
permanent taglist- i wont tag yall in the chapters this is for boosting so lmk if you want to be in the smau taglist :) - @/rikizm @/str0l0gy @/yenqa @/heetoldme @_crxzs @/s00buwu
status- ON HOLD until further notice !!
featuring- woonhak from bnd, danielle, haerin and hanni from njs, eunchae from lesserafim, jungwon and sunoo from enha and other idols
start- 11/07/2023
end- ???
inspired by- super shy by new jeans
an- after sm of tries i finally made a good enough header yay!! Okay but this is such an impulse posting esp considering how i have another smau going😭😭!! But but this is was a silly little idea i got so i really really hope yall enjoy it hehe🫶🏼
note- all the images used here are for reference only and in no way describe the reader's appearence. this is merely a work of fiction and do not represent the mentioned idols in any way. pls dont spam like or else ill block