#I will still read the whole book in full ❤️

[king-crawler]

The Disney villain book i ordered 3 weeks ago finally came and the sleeve was oily and chafed but at least I get the fabled single paragraph of King Candy insight

this is truly a game changer

And ralf

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Page 166: Disney Villains: Delightfully Evil.

KING CANDY - WRECK-IT RALPH.

RELEASE DATE: November 2, 2012.

DIRECTOR: Rich Moore.

VOICE TALENT: Alan Tudyk.

ANIMATOR: Zach Parrish.

"Everyone should have known with a pass code like UP, UP, DOWN, DOWN, LEFT, RIGHT, LEFT, RIGHT, B, A, START that this sugary-sweet king was not on the up-and-up. Who in the gaming world doesn't know that cheat code?! King Candy is the ruler of Sugar Rush, a video game made of everything sweet to eat, or as a wise Wreck- It Ralph sees it, a "candy-coated heart of darkness.' " But Sugar Rush was not always such a dark place; it was once a happy kingdom where Princess Vanellope von Schweetz ruled until an evil racer from a game called Turbo Time messed with her code and took her game for his own. The biggest shock? King Candy and that villainous racer known as Turbo are one and the same. Alan Tudyk, the voice of King Candy, said he had imagined King Candy to be a much bigger character, size-wise, and found it really funny that he was actually such a small man."

“Portrait of King Candy. Artist: Clay Loftis. Medium: Digital."

“Final Frames of Turbo from Wreck-It Ralph (2012)”

"Concept art of Turbo. Artist: Jim Kim. Medium: digital."

Page 184: Disney Villains: Delightfully Evil.

WRECK-IT RALPH - Wreck-It Ralph.

RELEASE DATE: November 2, 2012.

DIRECTOR: Rich Moore.

VOICE TALENT: John C. Reilly

ANIMATOR: Nik Ranieri

“Wreck-It Ralph is a "bad guy" who has been forced to spend every day for the last thirty years trying to destroy the apartment building that took his home away and to thwart Fix-It Felix from fixing everything Ralph wrecks. After "wrecking" the thirtieth anniversary celebration of his game, Ralph decides to go on a quest to earn a medal and prove to everyone, including himself, that he can be a good guy and do good things. In an interview with the Los Angeles Times, director Rich Moore said that the idea for Wreck-It Ralph came when he was asked by Walt Disney Animation Studios to revamp an idea they had been working on for a while: a movie that takes place in a video game. "Video game characters do the same job every day," said Moore. "I don't know how you could tell a story about that, and then it kind of hits me. ... What if the main character did not like his job? If you had a character who is actually wondering: Is this all there is to life?" "

Concept Art of Vanellope and Ralph. Artist: Bill Schwab. Medium: digital.

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Story sketches of Ralph. Artist: Jim Kim. Medium: Graphite

Final character pose of Ralph.

Final frame of ralph with the Bad-Anon support group from Wreck-It Ralph, 2012.

“Bad-Anon-One Game at a Time

"I'm bad, and that's good. I will never be good, and that's not bad. There's no one I'd rather be than me."

-The Bad Guy Affirmation

Evervone needs a little help from their friends, even if their friends are a group of "bad guys." Bad-Anon is a place where the who's who of gaming bad guys can meet and talk about their feelings and what it is like to always be the one everyone loves to beat. Here are some of the familiar faces from the video games of the 1980s and 1990s.”

Bowser--King Koopa from Super Mario Bros.

Clyde--Ghost from Pac-Man.

Dr. Robotnik- -as himself from Sonic the Hedgehog.

Kano--as himself from Mortal Kombat.

M. Bison--as himself from Street Fighter.

Neff-as himself from Altered Beast.

Zangief-Red Cyclone from the Street Fighter series.

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#the illustration is the best part #I knew there’d only be a page on him LMAO I’m not mad #I will still read the whole book in full ❤️ #wir #wreck it Ralph #turbo #king candy #🐛VIRUS OFFERINGS #Disney villains #Disney villains: delightfully evil #concept art #alt text #book #wir Art Book

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

hiiii! i was hoping for a mm!raph x fem!reader and maybe she’s a hallway crush for him and he finally talks to her and then they’re literally in love LIKE HARD CORE

Hallway Crush (Fluff)

MM!Raphael x reader

A/N: Mind reader you are. I’ve been thinking about writing this one for some time, so thank you for asking😂❤️ I’ve cut it a little short today, as I’m still getting used to a normal everyday in a kindergarten, so it became more high school crushing instead of full on in love. Hope you enjoy❤️

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Warnings: None❤️

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Raphael stood with his head in his locker, acting like he was looking through his stuff for something specific. Well, he was in fact looking for something, but it was nothing in his locker. No it was down the hall, standing at their own locker, picking out the books for their next class.

This was not what Raph had imagined high school to be like. He had thought it would be like those movies he and his brothers used to see back in the lair. The stereotypical jock that had it easy, never scared about what people thought of him, every guy wanted to be like him, he picked on the nerd and had a pretty girlfriend. That was how Raph had thought his high school life would be like. But that was far from the reality he was served with.

Raph had made it onto the wrestling team, so that made him a jock, right? But nothing about school was easy. Raph struggled with reading and math, and he often found himself feeling a little subconscious whenever someone looked at him for too long. His turtle exterior might have been accepted by the people of New York City, but every long stair made him feel a little unsure. Raph was very dependent on Donnie and his nerd friends helping him out with homework, and at times he feared that people would rather get to know his brothers instead of him. And he did not have a girlfriend. But he did have a crush on probably the prettiest girl in the whole school. Great, right? No!

Raph had never even talked a single word to you, but stared at you from his locker, more than happy to be late for class if he could watch you for a little longer. There had been times where Raph had tried to talk himself up, wanting to start up a conversation with you, but instead he found that his hands were getting sweaty at the mere thought of talking to you. His heart rising and his body shaking whenever you were close by in the cantine, or those few times he had found himself at the same water fountain as you. He almost forgot to breathe whenever you looked in his direction, averting his gaze, never knowing if you ever actually looked at him. And the brutal truth was that Raph wasn’t even sure if you knew his name, but he surely knew yours, often finding it repeating itself in his head.

Despite that, Raphael did exactly as he had done every single day, after he saw you for the first time. He stayed at his locker, watching you as you looked through your stuff, getting ready for your next class.

Raph was relieved that his brother’s weren’t around. They had obviously seen the way their brother has started to act whenever you were in his line of sight. Mikey and Donnie had a blast, realizing that it wasn’t Leo that had gotten a crush on a human, but Raph as well, giving the two youngest something good to tease both of their oldest brothers with.

Raph felt his shoulders slump, remembering Leo’s crush on April. He felt like slamming his head against the side of his locker. Here he was, fearing something as small as your eyes turning his way, and his duns of a big brother was talking to his own crush everyday, even if he was rambling and fumbling over his words. This could not be. There was no way that Leo was better at this than Raph was. It could not be. And with those thoughts in mind, Raph once again tried to talk himself up.

“You can do this, dude”, he whispered to himself, daring another look in your direction. “You fought Superfly. You saved New York City. If you can’t talk to a girl, who can? Even Leo can do it, and he is a duns”.

Raph shut his locker with a sigh, before doing something he had never thought he would do. He walked in your direction, determined finally to have a conversation with you. You however, didn’t seem to notice Raph until he was a few feet from you. You shut him a small friendly smile, causing his heart to flutter and his body to shake with nervousness.

“H- hey”, Raph stammered, cringing at the way his voice cracked. He expected you to huff annoyed at him before leaving, but instead your small friendly smile deepened to a genuine smile.

“Well, hi to you too”, you smiled, a giggle escaping your lips when you saw his flustered expression. “Can I help you with anything?”

“Uhm… uh… yeah! I- I know you, (Y/N), but you don’t know me - sorry, no - I- I’ve seen you around, a- and I- I thought you were r- really”. Raph stalled at the way your eyes watched him with genuine curiosity and kindness, patiently waiting got him to finish. “W- will you go out with me?”

Raph had feared you would laugh, but not like you did now. It was light hearted and calm, and not in the least bit taunting. No, it was friendly and happy, somehow calming Raph’s frayed nerves down.

“I would love to do that, Raphael”, you smiled, trying to hide a small blush on your face.

Raph stared at you, his mouth agasp and eyes wide. “Y- you know m- my name?”

“Of course I do”, you smiled with a small giggle, avoiding eye contact for a few seconds. It was when Raph realized that you were nervous too. “Everybody does. You and your brothers saved the city, and well”. Biting your lip, you reached out and tucked on the sleeve on his flannel, making his heart skip a beat. “You’re hard not to notice. I’m not just talking about the whole turtle thing”.

“Oh?”, Raph asked, somewhat shocked. “You really think so?”

“Yeah”, you nodded, smiling brightly at him.

“Okay”, Raph said with a fond smile, feeling his nervousness fade away, giving way to a sudden urge of confidence, leaning against the locker. “Then what do you say to a pizza date this Friday?”

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[cheshire-silent-cat]

Laundry

Damian Wayne x reader

Authors note:- ok so this was supposed to be shorter but it’s about time I finished it, it’s been sitting in my draft for way too too long, anyways guys I hope you enjoy this short story, I will do more with this character, have a lovely day and try and relax when you are reading my story for the full effect ❤️❤️

***************story begins here************

Ok starfire was shit at laundry when she was stressed out but this story is not about her this story is about how she ducked up one job and landed you in this awkward situation. Mr. Wayne himself was hosting a dinner for all his children whether adopted or biological it was mandatory to attend, it was also allowed to bring a plus one because Alfred always had a habit of cooking more than the family of men could handle, as usual dick had invited kory and Damian had reluctantly invited you, his excuse being that he hated you the least and didn’t want to spend two whole days with his idiot siblings, but what his mind was trying to say was he had very deep feelings for you bonding the two of you together and he could not bare the thought of spending even a second without your presence lingering close by, or at least something Whitney like that, the bottom line was that you were here now, in your room, studying up on philosophy books that interred you, the Wayne family had gone on a last minute evening patrol and kory had decided to assist Alfred with the laundry by neatly distributing the clothes back the the rooms of their owners, simple enough, except that Kory had not been in the house long enough to had memorised the rooms of every individual in this mansion. Somehow she managed to drop Damian’s initials embroidered shirt and reading glasses on your desk while you were distracted reading your book, and eventually you did take note of it, and that’s when it happened an unexplainable urge to try on his clothes, you wondered what it was like to be in the skin of Damian afterall it was just an oversized button up shirt (with his initials sewn on, clear as day) and his reading glasses what is the worst that could possibly happen, you put the shirt on your boobs stealing some length from the shirt and now all that was left was Damian’s reading glasses to finish the loom, meanwhile Damian had indulged Jason who had convinced him to confess his feelings to you in a flashy way, he got home headed for your door roughly swinging it open, only to be met with the sight of you in his shirt still trying to put on his glasses properly, the awkward silence and staring was long until you looked down realising how short the shirt was you shrieked and crouched down, shutting your eyes in embarrassment, you built the courage to look up again once more, to find Damian a hand over his nose and mouth as he looked away blushing profusely, his eyes suddenly met yours again, he tried to leave but too much in a hurry he stumbled backwards falling out of the room and embarrassed himself as well.

But hey at least now you both are even. right ?.

#damian wayne #damian wayne x y/n #damian wayne x you #damian wayne x reader #robin x reader #robin x y/n #robin x you #the wayne family #the waynes #kori anders #starfire #alfred pennyworth #new fanfic projects #short story #short fanfic #fanfic writing #robin fanart

[night-dazai]

Hi there. I just read "Beautifully Destroyed" and it was so good! I really like your writing style..

I'm interested in requesting a Fyodor x reader fic, with some religious themes, where they're having their first time together and he's starts out soft and vanilla but slowly gets rougher and more aggressive as he keeps going.

Please feel free to ignore if this makes you uncomfortable. Sorry if there are any grammar mistakes, English is not my first language

and thank you for your time.🍓✨️

Falling for you

Hey, it was such a lovely request while writing this I just realized that I really love writing and reading stuff where the reader is a virgin. And plus thank you so much, I am honoured that you enjoyed my previous work. Thank you любовь💕💕💕

Tags: reader virgin, rough sex, mentions of little blood, female reader, manipulation but sweet aftercare.

Also thanks to @inconspisheadreams for helping me proofread this, but if there are still any mistakes found do let me know. ❤️

When you first explain to your friends what your type is, add all the details on appearance and personality. little did you know that you were just subconsciously attracted to Russian men. More especially religious Russian men, meeting Fydor was a complete accident no it was a destined meeting, something you humans could not control. 

Little did you know that it was all planned from the first time the Russian saw you at the club, sitting in the corner with a tissue covering your drink? Innocence is seen in your bright eyes and clumsy behaviour, running to your friends when a guy hits on you “Please I said I am not interested, “ you would mumble holding your friend's dress as they told the dude to back off. 

The moment he saw you he knew he would protect you, and also make sure to create a world where you won't be bothered by such things and your innocence can be safe, slowly making accidents for you two meet in cafes and book shops you frequent. The way your eyes widened at his appearance, you were not very short but the little height difference was something Fydor found very cute. 

After a whole year of careful manipulation, he had you become his girlfriend “Fyda …” you started out fidgeting with your top “ что за проблемная принцесса? “ (what's the prob princess ?” ) his voice so gentle rough big hands holding yours. “I…..I always wanted to lose my virginity after marriage “, you said blushing just at the word. 

He was not surprised but kind of, he did expect you to be inexperienced with the way you reacted to his advances but still, the fact that no man has ever touched you made his blood rise “You have not even kissed хомяк ?” (hamster).

His hands traced gently on your bottom lip which quivered under the rough skin contact “ Y...yeah “ you said nodding your head. The black Russian made a note “Marriage, first night “, and from that day on your extremely peaceful life started. 

College got over you got the job at the place you always wanted, Fydor was busy working and you never bothered to ask what it was “ Fyoo!” you exclaimed running into your shared house and thinking about the message you got from him “What-” you words stopped short. Fydor was in the most beautiful white suit you have seen his long hair loose eyes sparkling, on one knee he opened the box “Will you, хомяк ?” (hamster ). You could not control the tears “Yeah!” you nodded and leaped into his arms.

The wedding was short with close friends and people you guys wanted, with Sigma and Nikolai right next to your husband, who was a bit too eager to get his hands on your pure body. 

“What will he think? will he like me? He told me it's fine so it must be right ?” you thought pacing in the bathroom and looking at your reflection. Dressed in a full white gown you stood, the neck was a bit deep and the soft silk showed your curves very lustrously.

Glamping down the lump in your neck you walked out to your bed sat in the corner and waited for your husband. 

Fydor walked into the room, and his proper eyes caught you sitting on the edge of the bed playing with your dress.“Love”,  he said walking towards you. Raising your head you see him all angelic in white “According to the rules of a married couple we must make sure we are married .” his hands roamed your exposed neck as he took a seat next to you “And do you know what that means right ? I will be touching you in very intimate place “ his voice had the same gentle tone but something in it made you shiver. All you could do was nod your head, his lips crashed on yours, soft plump. The kiss was a bit rough is what you felt, it was not the same way he kissed you in front of everyone. 

His rough hands roamed your body and his weight pressed down on you, in all the years of your dating you guys never did anything and even if you slept in the same bed the max was his hands on your waist but now it held a firm grip, unlike his fragile appearance. 

Your head hit the white pillows “I am removing the clothes “, he said sitting back on his heels to remove his shirt, all you could do was sit back and admire the view in front of you “So hungry хомяк “ he teased not removing his pants “ your turn “ he said and moved the dress up your head dropping the only piece of clothing you had. 

Your hands instinctively went to cover your chest “Don't hide dear “, he said moving your hands to admire the view, “ only I can see and feel this “ he thought and gently massaged your breasts. 

It felt weird, you were not sure if that was the feeling of lust but your legs rubbed instinctively “It's soft love “ he mumbled face nuzzling against your neck leaving hot wet kisses down your inner jaw from your neck to your chest while gently holding and twisting your nipples.

Weird noises left your mouth no matter how hard you tried to hold them in it did not work, Fydor’s leg between yours made you feel even weirder you felt scared “Fyda…” you mumbled trying to hold his shoulders “ Fyda..” you said a bit louder making his stop his actions. 

“It feels weird “ you said with wet eyes lashes wet, face red you covered your chest again. 

He wanted to go slow, yes he did, slow and make sure you enjoyed it, he did not want to force you so much that after the first year, he stopped all his tricks thus, the mastermind criminal fell in love. But how can he stop when you lay under him all naked crying just from a few kisses? like not even his fingers but a few kisses, he could not stop and he would not. 

Kissing your forehead he leaned in “Love, it's alright you will soon learn that this is pleasure “ he said moving your hands again but this time his place fingers slithered down to your wet core. 

That feeling you felt when his hands touched your slit, you realized that whatever this person was going to do to you would surely be nothing but pleasurable. You opened your legs a little bit earning a chuckle from your husband “Good хомяк “ he said moving his head down and licking the little hard bud. 

Shots of current and pleasure moved through your body “Fyda…” you moved his name like a chant holding the sheets like it was your lifeline you let the Russian lick and suck all he wanted and for heaven's sake, it felt soo good, it felt heavenly. 

Suddenly you felt a knot in your stomach “ mov..move” you said trying to push his head, it felt like you were going to pee you struggled to move his head but it was too late. Fydor just sat next to your cunt as your squirted for the time in your life, your body shook and trembled in the effect “No..” you sobbed thinking the bad. 

But Fydor was quick to come up to your face and kiss your eyes “It is not what you think, this means I did a good job, you felt good right ?” he asked making you peek at him from your fingers which hid your face ” Yeah “. 

“ The next things will feel even better “ he said slithering to your hole and slipping in, and you could have never wished for anything better. After making sure you had cum twice on his fingers alone he decided that you were ready. 

Removing his pants he let him free, your eyes widened seeing a dick for the first time in real life “It's fine nothing to be scared of it will soon feel good “ he said and pressed the tip at your opening. 

As he entered slowly the pain shot right up your abdomen to your spin and felt like your neck was full your body was getting split into half, hot tears fell on the white already stained pillow, you held on to his arms digging your nails in them. 

The blood was visible on his dick mixed with your juices and cum, it was a dizzy feeling “Was I supposed to go soft? She can take it right ?” he thought pulling his dick out and in with every slow movement seeing the bloody shaft vanish and reappearance. The promise of going slow and not wanting to hurt your innocence all left his mind “I will be one and teach you everything “ his mind went a bit too blank for your good. 

With a sudden thrust, he pushed his full length in making you whimper and hold his arms tighter feeling the burning pain, his thrusts did not stop Pace rough hands holding your hands down making sure you were not squirming or moving as he moved in and out of your bloody cunt. 

“Slo..slow down “ you moaned pain slowly fading and something new settling in, it was weird but felt weirdly nice and …full. Fydor threw his head back and kept moving at his own pace as your words and please fell on deaf ears, he was busy chasing his high in your tight cunt which was almost suffocating him. 

It was not long before you held his hands tighter shouting you were cumming soon he followed. “phew …” Fydor moved his hair back opening his purple eyes to look at your fucked out face, it was not that he did not hear, he did not want to hear. Your pleading voice was music for him, your little grip was like a peck on his hands, and your tears turned him only more. Pulling out he let his cum mixed with your flow out of your cunt as you lay there twitching. 

The white bed stained with drool, tears, sweat and cum look beautiful with the tiny drops of your blood which were mixed with your cum “ хомяк ?” he asked. Getting his rational mind back Fydor realised his actions “You could not even handle a simple pinch and would yelp shit !” he thought and moved your hair from your face “You alright ? I am sorry love “ he said soothing and kissing your checks. 

“Yeah… it hurt but…later felt nice..” you yawned sleep and tiredness taking over your exhausted body you pulled him with the only strength you and he let you “It's fine …sleep,” you said closing your eyes and holding his neck. 

Never in all his life did a man like him expect to meet someone like you and have you to himself “Sleep хомяк you did so good for me “ he said. Not sleeping you moaned answering him “I…я тебя люблю “(I love you ) you mumbled and went into slumber your body relaxing against his chest as his eyes widened in surprise. 

Did you learn Russian for him? A genuine smile formed on his thin lips “Good night and я тебя люблю “ he said getting up cleaning you hugging your naked body and drifting into the best slumber he had in his entire life. 

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[bas-writes]

hello 💜 no worries! could I instead please request #24 with Ace?

Midnight Date

Character: Ace Reader: gender neutral (ambiguous body and presentation, implied non-curly hair) CW: suggestive in joking manner Word count: 1008 Prompt: Deep kisses where they have their hands tangled in each other’s hair to pull them closer. A/N: Phew, it's been a while, I hope you're still there, Anon! I promised myself I'll make those drabbles shorter buuut, as always, keyboard doesn't want to listen...

Kiss Event! | if you liked it, please consider reblogging and/or leaving some feedback ❤️

Even if basked in moonlight, silver-pale and full of shadows, Ace beams bright like a sun.

You can’t peel your eyes away from him, at the cost of tripping time after time in thick, cold sand. It envelopes your feet, glues steps together, scrunches and tickles between toes. You’re faltering—but not falling. Ace holds your wrist tight and firm, his palm radiating warmth and security. He guides you with ease, pulling through stubborn sandy piles, helping you over the wet trails of old waves. His sharp senses are more useful in the night than yours; he doesn’t watch his steps, his attention all focused on you, his face and smile turned front to you. A freckled lantern in silver-basked darkness. 

You’re like a moth, attracted to his light and warmth at all costs. Your doom would be a sprained ankle at best. But frankly, you wouldn’t mind even if he burnt you to your sweet death.

Sea at night always seems so eerie, so silent. Nothing but the hum of waves and your steps is audible under the full-moon. You two are alone, so unused to being so, with no voices in distance and no curious, amused stares plastered to your backs. At this point you’ve learnt to ignore it, but you appreciate the rare luxury, and want to squeeze every ounce possible out of it. It’s one of Ace’s best ideas too, this spontaneous late-night beach date. Maybe he caught the first signs of frustration bubbling under your skin? He’s always been good at reading you, much like an open book. Whether it was just a random thought or a carefully catered plan, you’re simply filled with happiness and satisfaction.

Finally, you don’t have to share his blaze with anyone. You wish it would stay this way, but you know it can’t last forever. So, you want to at least preserve this little moment, to appreciate and enjoy it to the fullest. Like a moth indeed, mere seconds before falling into the flame. 

“Alright, here we are.” The rustle of bare feet pauses, guiding hand halts your steps “Now, we wait.”

“For what?”

Ace throws boots on the ground, then his shirt, like a blanket to share. He sits down with a soft grunt, cusses at sand getting in his way, lifts and opens arm at you, fingers beckoning you closer, “Can’t say. Surprise, did ya forget?”

“How long, then?” You follow suit, let him grab your hips and pull you into his lap. You straddle him face to face and wrap your arms around his neck. “I can at least know that, no?”

“That’s the whole problem.” Warm hands trace your back, his touch gentle and ticklish. “I don’t know.”

Your amused humph is silenced by his lips. The hold around you tightens, pulls you straight into his broad chest, one of his big hands wandering down, resting on your hip and squeezing to his heart’s desire.

“You didn’t drag me here for something perverted, right?” Before Ace can add tongue to his mischievous plans, you push him away and scowl, being serious just a little. 

“Babe,” he whines and gives you a perfectly played look of a kicked puppy. “Me? Perverted? I just wanted a kiss.”

His hands still wander, teasing, playful, impish fires in his eyes just waiting for you to swallow the bait. Unable to stop laughter, you reach behind, grab the most shameless one and place it back on a more decent spot.

“You’re no fun,” Ace pouts and throws head back, loose locks slipping out of the way, just beginning for your fingers to run through them. 

Temptation is strong—but you start lower. You squeeze his chest, deliciously soft, his chest hair smooth under your fingertips, then slowly move hands up, through collarbones, neck, the cheekbones and temples. 

“But I’m not allowed to touch?” Eyes half-lidded, he studies your expression with attention. Surely, he sees much more than you can, but the moon gives you enough light to spot the delightful flick of bliss when you scratch his scalp.

Instead of answering, you lean for a kiss—or rather: pull him close to you. Ace has been waiting for this. As soon as your lips meet, his hands find your hair, locking your head in hold without escape—a trap you’ve expected and have walked into willingly. He dominates the kiss with ease, nimble tongue slipping against yours fast and entrancing, and soon steals your breath.

He’s hasty and ravenous, the pull of his fingers hard enough to prick. You return it, sinking deep into his locks and clenching full fists; it’s too little to harm him, but hard enough to provoke and guide into bigger aggression. 

You love when he gets lost in the feeling, kissing you as if his life depended on it.

Little do you care about short breath and numb lips, about the strain in the skin of your head. If he wanted to, you, a helpless moth, would follow him till exhaustion. But Ace breaks the kiss, as suddenly as you started it, his eyes focused somewhere behind your back.

“Now, now, hey, Y/N, look!” He taps your back and strains his neck over your shoulder. Fingers still intertwined in his locks, you follow his gaze and gasp, the view taking your breath as hard as his kiss a moment before.

Fluorescent, blue lines engulf the front of waves, much like paint dissolving in water. They approach the shore and lick it, leaving a thickening, gleaming belt on wet sand. They spread all over the sea as far as you can see, sharp moonlight bringing them out of darkness.

“Algae.” Ace explains as he helps you turn in his lap, chin soon resting on your shoulders. “In the town they said they come out when the moon is strong.”

“It’s—” You try to find the right words, but nothing seems to carry what you’re feeling right now.

He kisses your cheek and pulls you flush against his chest, “Heh. I knew you'd like it.”

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[hkthatgffan]

Well, today's the day! Hilda comes to an end. I figured now more than ever is time I make this post on just…how I feel about this incredible show ending and why it means so much to me…and why I'm grateful to Luke Pearson and the whole Hilda team. So, long post below ahead!

I found Hilda in 2018 via a post on the Gravity Falls sub of the trailer. Right from the start, something felt special about this show. And like many, I tuned in to watch it when it began. I didn't know what would be in store as I began it, but I was excited. This was at the end of the summer as GF hype for Lost Legends and the box set died down. So, getting in to a new show seemed like the best idea. It took literally hearing that theme song for me to instantly fall in love with Hilda. There was something so familiar and wholesome just bursting out of that opening. It was a feeling hard to really explain. By episode 3 and specifically the ending of it…I knew I had my next favourite show.

Everything about Hilda just felt perfect to me. The animation was incredible, Hilda as a character was enjoyable and full of life, the story felt fresh even if the core concept seemed familiar and all in all, I just loved the atmosphere this show radiated. It also made me so happy to see Canada have a part in Hilda. The Canadian animation industry is one I love given how much of a part of my childhood it was. And so to see it have a hand in this incredible show just made me so happy. Mercury Filmworks did amazing with Hilda. And I think that's how I began to understand why Hilda feels so familiar; it reminds me of those old cartoons I grew up on. Those Canadian Nelvana shows that were so wholesome & yet so fun to watch…while also not afraid to be bold. Hilda was that kind of show for a new generation!

I also didn't shy away from poking some nods to Gravity Falls. It was a great way to help spread Hilda's existence to more people and to this day I get messages from people who tell me they found Hilda because of my tweets, or videos or more. That means the world and I am grateful to have helped you discover this show. And like any show I fell in love with, I also bough the books and other merch for it. The Hilda graphic novels were amazing to read and see how the show grew from them, the figurine still just fits in my shelf, and the tie in books and more are always fun to collect. I'll miss it. Not to mention the memes…of which I made a few. The Hilda fandom is insane, yet so funny. Like all fandoms it has its ups and downs but I've met some amazing people because of Hilda and some who I remain great friends with. You know who you are <3

Hilda's conclusion means that the last of my holy trinity shows is now over…and with that, the end of an era. Truthfully, IDK what my plans are post Hilda. It was the last show still airing that I truly was 110% passionate about. That's not to say there aren't other shows, But there will never be another Hilda for me. Hilda is a show unlike any other I have seen. Yeah, perhaps it's not the most popular or the biggest or the best cartoon out there. But OMG, no other show since ever made me as happy and passionate as Hilda did. It's one of a kind!

I said in 2018 that Hilda is everything out of a cartoon that I wanted. I still believe that.

No cartoon is perfect and our definition of perfection is our own. If you ask me though…Hilda is the closest cartoon I have ever come across to my definition of perfection!

With that, while I am heartbroken to bid farewell to Hilda…I am happy I got to experience this show as it aired. I'm grateful for all the memories I made in the 5 years I had it. I'm grateful for the adventure and above all else…I'm grateful to have seen Hilda! ❤️

2018-2023

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[gaslysainz]

Lost (PG10) pt.2

Summary: The world is utterly unfair. He was her most prized possession, her life, her first ever commitment of love. But to him, she was just a mere person lost in his big world.

warnings: ; unrequited feelings; Pierre is a douche , arrange marriage, angst, explicit scenes and languages.

Author's Note~ Heya guys! So a few days back I posted the first chapter of my first ever fanfic! And I'm overwhelmed by the response ❤️ Really Thanks a lot to everyone who had liked the story so far. It's just the beginning of the journey, there's a lot to come. Love You All 😘 Here's my first ever story for you guys. As soon as I finish this one, I'll start taking requests maybe! Till then please show your love and support for "LOST".

Journal Entry -2

A new episode and a new day of my life. Never in my 24 years of life have I ever thought that I would have to come across this day. This awful day when i would have to sit through a whole day in my room crying my eyes out and coming out of my room only when i'm called for causes like "Julia needs a glass of water, you need to clean Julia's dress, Julia accidentally dropped food on the floor, clean up the mess" so on and so forth. Today was the day when I had to look at the most heart wrenching thing ever...

So here's what happened 

*FLASHBACK*

I was reading a book in my room and suddenly someone knocked at my door. I opened the door and came across Pierre!

"H-hey! you need something?"

I noticed him looking inside my room at our wedding picture hanging on the wall right above my head. Obviously he'd be curious about my room cause he's never been inside my room before. I actually felt a little awkward so i cleared my throat to get his attention.

"Uh! yea actually Julia was having a headache, go and make some soup or something and bring it up to my room  along with some medicine!" There was that tone! Full of despise for me.

"Sure" By saying that i went down to the kitchen to make some soup for her.

That's what my job in this house is after all, looking after the house and the people in it. Oh! Did I mention? We do not have any maids. Cause apparently according to my husband's mistress, I'm not any different than a maid so why waste money on hiring one? Anyways, after making the soup and being satisfied with it I went towards Pierre's room and stopped once I saw something that no married or committed person should ever see. My husband was on top of my sister thrusting deep inside her and them moaning out each other's name. 

You must be thinking that what am i so shaken up about? I should've been used to this by now, Well this is the first time i'm seeing them doing it in front of my eyes. Yes i admit it that i've heard them before but seeing it live, right in front of me is a whiplash of a whole lot of negative thoughts. And what did I do in that situation? Nothing! I just closed the door silently, kept the soup and the medicine outside the room and came back to my room and cried my eyes out! Why did they have to keep the door opened? Did my husband really become so heartless? Did he really want me to see that I can never get his love? Did he really have literally shove it in my face that he belongs completely and soulfully to his mistress and I can never take her place?

Oh! and the agony! My Step sister saw me standing outside the room and smirked!

Yes she had the audacity to smirk at me....

*FLASHBACK ENDS*

I know i'm young and naive. My sister is 27 and i'm 24 years old. She's more mature than I am, sexier, prettier, and more perfect , with an hourglass figure, amazing style. But all that, with a nasty heart it seems. She can easily go out wearing anything and everything that she wants whereas I tend to gravitate towards PJ's, hoodies and oversized clothes. The only time I wear dresses are at the parties that I attend with my husband. But still, he never looks at me the same way he looks at her. She is definitely Pierre's s absolute match in all spheres. And here I am, stupid little girl crying my eyes out inside my room cause my husband is making love to my step sister. 

I, Mrs. Y/n Gasly is once again LOST!

LOST in my sister's PERFECTION!

PS - Please lemme know what do you think about LOST and also let me know if you wanna be added to the tag list ❤️

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[marie-swriting]

You Would Both Be Okay - TASM!Peter Parker

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Summary : You're having a bad day, thankfully your boyfriend knows what to do to help you.

Warnings : neurodivergent!reader, panic attack, school pressure, hurt/comfort, maybe some grammatical mistakes as English is not my first language, tell me if you see some or if I missed any warnings.

A/N : This was requested by my talented best friend @kaeinherworld I'm very honoured that she wanted me to write an one shot for her so, Kae, I hope you'll like it as much as I liked the Stefan Salvatore one shot you wrote for me years ago (and unlike you, I won't delete it!) ❤️

Word count : 2.2k

French version

Prompt : "Person A is having a panic attack and they desperately try to hide it, but Person B sees right through them and knows the right thing to do to calm A down." from this prompt list made by @creativepromptsforwriting

Song inspiration : Love The Hell Out Of You by Lewis Capaldi

Too much. If someone had asked you to define that day, you’d have answered it was too much. Too much stress. Too much noise. Too many people. Too much of everything. 

As soon as you had woken up, you had felt this day wouldn’t be the best and the following hours had confirmed it. University was particularly exhausting. The end of the semester was quickly getting closer and the pile of assignments to hand back and study to do was growing at the same rhythm. Your focus and motivation were struggling more and more to stay by your side. You were only waiting for spring break to - finally - breathe and isolate yourself.

On top of the pressure from University, you hadn’t seen Peter the whole day. Even if you didn’t have the same classes, you would always find a way to meet for lunch or at least ten minutes during the afternoon. Unfortunately, Friday was your busiest day and it was impossible for you two to see each other on campus, therefore, you were even more edgy. Sure, you’d spend the night at his place for your weekly viewing of Star Trek but you wanted to be in his arms as fast as possible. 

As soon as your teacher finished his lesson - not without adding an umpteenth assignment, you packed your things. Despite the knot still present in your stomach, you could take air into your lungs a bit more easily at last. However, you were waiting to set your eyes on your boyfriend to take a real breath.

Upon arriving home, your parents didn't take the time to greet you or ask you how your day went, they rushed to make a snarky comment about your school grades without even knowing what they were talking about. Your anxiety was slowly turning into frustration and you did everything in your power to not say a word, you were holding on the last bit of calmness you still had. Without glancing at them, you went to your room and closed the door without wasting a second before laying on your bed. 

You had less than an hour before Peter was over with his classes. You took advantage of that time to get away from the stressful atmosphere. Your noise cancelling earphones in your ears, you took the book on your nightstand, Lord Of The Rings - you couldn’t say how many times you had read it. What was supposed to give you some sense of comfort got you more frustrated. Your mind was too overworked to focus on your reading and the way you had been around too much stimulus didn’t help either. Annoyed, you closed your book ten minutes later and waited for Peter impatiently.

Relief could be read on your face when you heard Peter knocking on your door. Unintentionally, you glanced at the window. It wasn’t rare for Peter to come see you before or after his night patrols and as he had to be discreet, he’d come through the window.

After putting your earphones and your book in your bag, you took it in your hands and met Peter at the entrance. He kissed you for the first time since the night before. The kiss was quick but full of love. He took your bag and put it on his shoulder whilst you took his hand in yours. Following this contact, your shoulders relaxed a bit.

On the way home, Peter was the one speaking, telling you all about his day. Normally, you would have answered him with passion and would have told him about every single thought running through your mind but being too tired, you preferred to stay silent. Peter, always being the caring boyfriend and knowing you since childhood, noticed your mutism instantly yet, he didn’t comment on it. With a simple look, he understood you had had a long day. While he kept talking, he paid attention to your gesture, being ready to react if you needed anything.

The trip to Peter’s seemed longer than usual, you couldn’t see the end of it. You held yourself back from sighing several times in the subway.

Once you were at his place, you went to the kitchen where you swiftly greeted Aunt May who had to leave for work. When you were alone, Peter took two glasses and a bottle of soda whilst you took some popcorn for your night. 

In his room, Peter gave you one of his tee shirts that you put on fastly, wanting to smell his scent on you. His tee shirt looked more like a dress but you didn’t mind it. Peter changed into more comfortable clothes as well. 

Once you were on Peter’s bed, you laid on your left side, putting your head on your boyfriend’s chest while the computer was on his legs and the bowl of popcorn between you two. During the first minutes of Star Trek Into Darkness, you were able to focus then you thought about University, in spite of yourself.

The thought had just crossed your mind for a second, nonetheless it was enough to distract you. Mentally, you made a list of everything you had to do. The more you were thinking, the more you were aware of the work you still had left. Feeling your hands starting to shake, you knew the panic attack was around the corner. You tried to take deep breaths discreetly, hoping to not catch Peter’s attention - his spideysense could betray you at any given moment. When your heart began racing as well, you knew it was too late. Hiding your jerky breaths as best as you could, you tried getting out of the bed normally with teary eyes. You didn’t have the time to move a leg that Peter was already facing you, he was on his guard. Bluntly, he put the computer and the bowl of popcorn on the floor and helped you to sit on the bed correctly. You brought your hand on your chest, the pain becoming stronger and at the same time, your tears were running down your cheeks.

Peter was looking at you without touching you, afraid it would make the situation worse - he knew you weren’t fond of physical touch so he was always making sure he was respecting your boundaries, especially in those kinds of situations. Rapidly, he hid his panic, you needed to see him calm.

“Hey, it’s gonna be okay.” Peter assured you. “Can I take your hand to put it on my heart ?”

You nodded with difficulty as an answer. Delicately, he took the hand that was on your thigh in his. His grip on your hand was light, giving you the chance to take it out if you changed your mind. He put your hand on his heart and he gave you a reassuring look before adding : 

“Alright. We’re gonna breathe together slowly. It’s okay. It’s gonna be okay, Y/N.” he repeated. “You’re safe. Take a deep breath through the nose and exhale through the mouth.” Peter told you, doing it with you. “Look at our hands.”

At his sentence, you did what he told you. As you kept looking at the fixed point, you felt Peter’s calm heartbeat through your hand and it helped you to feel more shielded. You were still struggling to breathe but after the fifth inspiration, your heart and your tears began to calm down.

“It’s okay. You’re okay.” Peter whispered. 

A few minutes later and thanks to Peter’s help, you were respiring normally again. He stopped talking, allowing you to pull yourself together at your own pace. You kept your eyes on both of your hands for a few more seconds, enjoying the calm. Peter’s eyes didn’t leave your figure, making sure the panic attack wasn’t coming back. 

When you got a hold of yourself, you stopped looking at your hands whilst a feeling of shame went through your body. You avoided Peter’s gaze and you wiped your wet cheeks with your free hand. It wasn’t the first time Peter witnessed one of your panic attacks however, you didn’t like being that vulnerable in front of him. You took your hand from his chest and started playing with your fingers. You didn’t dare to break the silence first and Peter understood it clearly.

“Do you want to talk about it ?”

“There’s not a lot to say.” you stated with a deeper voice than usual as you were tired.

“You hadn’t had a panic attack in a long time.” Peter noticed.

“Well, the end of the semester doesn’t really help not to be anxious.”

“There’s something else.”

Hearing his sentence, you couldn’t help but be a bit annoyed. He knew you like the back of his hand. Despite your efforts, you couldn’t hide anything from him so you sigh before admitting reluctantly : 

“It just wasn’t a great day. It’s nothing. I’m fine.” you brushed it off, forcing yourself to look at him for a second.

“You know you can tell me everything. You also know I don’t mind listening to you and helping you.” he reminded you softly.

“I know.”

“I mean it, Y/N. You've always helped me, especially after I became Spiderman so it’s only fair I return the favour.”

“I just don’t want to be a burden for you.” you confessed with difficulty.

“You are not a burden and you never will be. I will do everything for you. You’ve helped me and you’ve loved me so much so just know, I will always love the hell out of you.”

Not knowing what to answer, you leaned in and pressed your lips on his. You kissed gently, enjoying each other’s presence. With that kiss, you wanted to show him all your love and gratitude. He knew what to say to make you feel better and you knew he was sincere in his words. Peter would have brought you Heavens if that was what you had needed. He would have taken all the pain you were going through if he could have and he still would have smiled at you while doing so. He would have done everything that was possible and impossible for you and you would always be grateful for it.

Peter let you take control of the kiss, allowing you to break it whenever you wanted to. When you did it, you looked at Peter tenderly whilst he was smiling at you with the same softness.

“We can talk about it later, if you prefer.” he said, knowing you needed time. “Do you need anything ?”

“I’d like it if you grabbed my noise cancelling earphones for me and if we stayed in bed for a few moments.” you answered slowly.

Peter took what you needed in your bag and handed you your earphones. You put them in your ears, the silence comforting you a bit more while Peter was laying back down on the bed. You didn’t fully bring yourself closer to him, still needing some space but you took his right hand and played with his fingers. You let go of a sigh whilst Peter was watching you, still on his toes just in case.

You stayed in the same position until the sun left the sky. At one point, you even closed your eyes without sleeping. Once you felt a bit better, you took your earphones off and opened your eyes. Peter gave you a light smile and you did the same to him before he spoke.

“You want some tea ? I’ve got everything for your favourite tea.”

“What did I do to deserve you ?” you rhetorically asked, your smile growing bigger and your eyes full of love.

“You punched Josh Stewart when we were six because he had thrown my stuff on the floor.” he answered, making you laugh, the memory of your first meeting playing in your head. “So, tea ?”

“I’d like one.”

“I’ll be right back.”

After kissing you on your forehead, Peter left his bedroom. A few minutes later, he came back with a mug in his hands. He gave it to you while you sat up, resting your back against the wall. You took a big sip, enjoying the taste of black tea with lime, orange and spice. You kept the mug in your hands and Peter grabbed the book in your bag. He didn’t need to ask you to know you had brought one with you, you always had a book on you, no matter what. Peter laughed lightly when he noticed you were rereading Lord Of The Rings. He got on the bed, sitting next to you. While he was opening the book, you snuggled into him. Peter put his right arm around your shoulders, drawing you closer to him. You took another sip of your tea and Peter started reading where you had stopped.

As you were listening to Peter reading, you couldn’t help but feel grateful to have him in your life. He knew exactly what to do and say to help you feel better. You couldn’t have dreamed of a better boyfriend. You knew there would always be moments where you wouldn’t be okay like that day, just like Peter would have his bad days, but as long as you were together, you would both be okay.

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[tallymonster]

Memories of Us chapter 8

So here we go!!!! First time cross posting AO3 and Tumblr! This is exciting 😏 anyway, I wanna give a giant thanks to my friends over at the Astarion Brainrot discord, you all have helped me out with figuring out AO3 and now both places I'm posting to are caught up! Only took the whole week 🥲😅

Well anyway, as always many thanks to my bestie @micropoe10 I appreciate everything you do for me babe 😘 many many maaaaany thanks to @cheesy-cryptid for their artwork ❤️ I literally look at it each time I have to think of something to write.

Chapter 8

Stay and watch me fall

 After the fundraiser, the museum had gotten into its busy season. The warmer months made it so that more people were coming in to get away from the heat.

 Which meant more reasons to finally solve this damn mystery that's been hanging over Octavia's head for the last few weeks. She's gotten as far as she can without having to go consult Astarion on the source of this book. There was only so much trying to convince Gale to use his magic to try to restore the book without him lecturing her about misuse of his studies, magic, and family line. 

 

Ever since they shared their secret and the fact that he woke up in her house with a nasty hangover and some embarrassing flashbacks, they've become much closer as friends.

Eventually he confides in her that her rejection of him was not unexpected. "To be perfectly honest, I see the way you look at him...it's fine, because I also see the way he looks at you. Just because you can't see his eyes, doesn't mean I have not. I know him, I know how he looks at you." 

 Gale kept his gaze in the book he was reading, "Besides, I can't resist it sometimes either. He's got this way of twisting things to his benefit. I can only imagine how he uses that to his advantage." Octavia looks up somewhat shocked, Gale is giving her a challenging glare, as if he's given her all the help he would give her in this particular situation. They smirk at each other and keep working.

—-------------------

Following the little routine she had gotten herself into, Octavia does her rounds surveying the first floor of the museum. She reaches into the pocket of her cardigan and plays with the silk handkerchief she never returned. She's been meaning to give it back to Astarion, but he was 'traveling for work' whatever the hells that meant.

 Octavia continues her stroll, going up to the office corridors. Out of the corner of her eye she sees something peculiar. The giant ornate dark wooden door that leads into Astarion's extremely off limits office is cracked open. She could knock and see if he's in there, but she takes the opportunity to give him a taste of his own nosey medicine. 

 She walks up, tiptoeing slowly to the door, she gives it a small push and it easily flows open. It's as of the room itself is inviting her in. She steps through and gently closes the door, leaving it unlocked. 

 As she turns she begins to take in the room. A full suit of armor is put together next to a massive bookshelf, candelabras stacked with melted wax and softly lit candles.

His desk is at least twice the length of hers and Gale's combined. There's books, papers, art, and all sorts of random things all around. Each square of wall is crammed with trinkets. Much to her advantage, the room is still fairly dark due to the heavy curtains covering the window behind his desk, a small slit of the last beams of sunlight peeking through them.

 A faint smell of gardenias, moonflowers, and primroses filled the room. Seems like he's close to their gardens, but as she looks towards the window, she notices a small bundle of them as if they've been recently cut. 

 She comes up to one of the dusty display cabinets and peers through. As she eyes some gemstones, she can hear faint footsteps coming towards the office. The only way out is to hide and wait, so she sprints over to the only alcove she can slip quietly into. There's a spot between the armor and the bookshelf, she takes her place as her heart travels up her throat. 

 Astarion opens the door, speaking to someone and trying to make his departure. "Yes yes, I'm very honored that you have donated sooo much money to our esteemed institution, but I really must get back to my research, you understand right?"

Octavia hears the door open and close, her breath shudders a bit and she regulates her breathing. She can still see what he's doing, thankfully shrouded in partial darkness. 

 Octavia watches as Astarion sauntered over to his desk, he sits with his arms dramatically thrown behind the headrest of the chair, his legs stretched out in front of him. Octavia never noticed how svelte he was, the suits paint a clear picture, but this was a new angle. 

 He lets out an exasperated groan and takes off the glasses on his face. Octavia takes another sharp inhale, was she about to see what he fully looks like after three godsdamned months? Astarion leans forward and has his face in his hands, he's clearly stressed out about something.

He turns the chair to face the window, takes one of the flowers into his hand and sniffs it deeply. He lets out a soft sigh and Octavia swears he said something behind it. 

 "I should have seen this all with you, my moonflower. I was so foolish to not accept your offer, I can't let our past get in the way, not this time." He speaks softly as he walks towards the window, pulling on the heavy fabric. Swinging open the window and looks out as the sun's final light turns to dusk. "To have planted all of these flowers for you, and I can never share them." 

 He sighs deeply, taking a long inhale."Fuck, I keep seeing her, now I'm smelling her too? It's like this ghost has come to haunt me yet again." He closes his hand on the small flower bud in his hand, crushing it. 

 It's become a little difficult for Octavia to see what he was doing. As she tries to get a closer look, she balances on the suit of armor, making it swing a little. She gasps and pulls away immediately.

The weight of her back hitting the wall causing a sound loud enough to alert Astarion, whom she can hear mutter a disguise spell. 

 He turns and she can see his eyes clearly at last. They're gorgeous, an orange hue with a reddish ring near the pupils. "I know you're there…" Astarion's voice sounds eager, threatening yet alluring, like a cat chasing a bird. 

 He stalked around the room slowly, Octavia's heart was thundering in her chest; her breathing quick and shallow. She pressed herself into the corner she was tucked in, shutting her eyes tight as he approaches her.

 "Come on, I really don't think you want to play this game with me..."

 She trembles as he stops in front of the bookshelf, her eyes open wide, they're practically face to face and somehow he doesn't react. He's just staring absentmindedly.

 Astarion takes a sharp inhale, and exhales in a shudder, his face warps into a mix of emotions. She watches as he goes through anger, confusion, fear?

 The way his whole body tensed as he glared at her, past her, it was startling. He takes another deep inhale, a wave of emotions passes through him. She watches as his chest rises and falls rapidly. His pupils are blown and he seems elsewhere. 

 The way his gaze is boring down on her makes her knees weak, all the choices she made up until this point shooting alarm bells into her limbs. "Little mouse, I've caught you." 

 Octavia gulps loudly, she feels his hand grab her arm, pulling her out of the shadows onto his chair. "Your turn now, speak." Astarion's voice was harsh and pointed. "Well?" He kept his gaze on her, his bright eyes seemed to change into a fiery hue, the orange quickly dissipating into a red shadow. 

 "I- I-" she reaches into her pocket and pulls out the silk square of fabric. "I've been meaning to return this to you, but you've been gone. I saw the door was slightly cracked open and I came in hoping to find you." Octavia glances up, the humiliation clearly on her face. "You came in so fast, I don't know what I was thinking. I didn't hear anything, I'll leave." 

 Octavia puts the handkerchief on his desk and tries to stand. Astarion puts his arm across her on the chair, pinning her to the chair. "We are not done here." He lifts her head with his hand, he's looking down at her as if he's reading her mind. "That's not all you want. Talk." She breaks away from him, the electricity from his eyes was far more intense when he was mad. 

 "I- I haven't seen you since the night of the opening, in my yard. You've been gone and you're so damn secretive when you're here. Why do you make it seem like you're so easy to talk to and trust when you're the most shut off person I have ever met?" She feels the heat from the embarrassment and annoyance growing into anger. Her body trembles with the adrenaline rushing throughout.

 "If that was all, you didn't need to be sticking your nose where it doesn't belong, and I certainly don't need you slinking around in my private office." He hisses the last words, releasing the grip on the desk he held.

 "Next time you desire to speak to me, come to me, don't decide for me. Is that clear?" His voice is grating and deep, vibrating through Octavia. She gulps and nods, her breaths hot and shallow.

 "Speak up. I'm having trouble hearing you." He calls mockingly back to their time in her garden, Octavia shakily replies "Yes." He lets out a dark chuckle "Good girl. Leave." 

 Octavia hesitates a little, she was breathing heavily, their eyes locking onto each other "Did I fucking stutter?" He glares daggers into her, she's finally able to see his whole face and gods, he's gorgeous.

 "You're- your eyes…they're beautiful. This is the first time I've seen you.." she trails off, his face starts to shift as the anger melts away. 

 Astarion and Octavia stare into each other's eyes for a few seconds, he slowly creeps closer, his fingers trailing up her neck turning her towards him again. He keeps his burning gaze on her, she's right here and he can smell the familiar perfume he picked up earlier.

 He shudders, the sweet scent is intoxicating and nostalgic. Octavia lets out a soft gasp, he's so close to her lips, their eyes stay locked on each other.

He leans in closer, ghosting his lips on hers. She takes a sharp inhale, thinking he'd close the distance. Instead, he rubs his nose on hers and whispers into her mouth,

 

"Get out before I do something we'll both regret." 

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#fic: memories of us #astarion baldurs gate 3 #fic tag: headcanon #bg3 #astarion #baldur's gate 3 #astarion ancunin #bg3 astarion #baldurs gate 3 #gale of waterdeep #gale dekarios #astarion bg3 #fanfic

[onthewaytosomewhere]

Wednesdays are for WIPs

i feel like everyday is for WIPs lately since i have so many going but yes it's wednesday to that means posting about them not just attempting to slog through and get them done lol

thanks so much for the tags @anincompletelist @suseagull04 @itsmaybitheway @sophie1973 @heysweetheart-writes @magicandarchery @sunnysideprince @firenati0n @taste-thewaste @piratefalls @hgejfmw-hgejhsf - can't wait to go check out what ya posted today ❤️

so i'm sticking with this tzp inspired acd one 'gotta sign 'em all' as i need to get it out of my WIP folder and hopefully posting more here will make me write more - and figure out how to weave the past and present bits properly lol (YIKES!)

The first person to approach Alex is a newer resident from the shelter. Alex is helping her with her emancipation, and she has one of the copies of the book that Alex brought in a few weeks ago after hearing from Pez that the shelter was out of copies. He loves that Henry is so loved, and everyone wants to read his book. He hears so many places he goes how Henry’s book has spoken to them in some way. She walks over almost shyly, even though Alex is around her enough to know she’s definitely not. Still, he also knows there’s a difference between them talking at the shelter after school/work or on the way to or after court and now when there is a whole store full of people in just this one part of the store. He decides to help her out and says, “Hey, I see you got your copy of Henry’s book; glad ya got one before the vultures at that shelter swooped in.” She giggles and is almost instantly the girl Alex is used to, “ACD, now that I have my copy, I hear you do this thing, and I have a pen,” she opens the book and continues, “And look, here it’s the dedication page. Seriously you two are fucking saps; I read that damn thing when I got it; I almost lost all respect for you. I was drowning in so much sap knowing you go around sighing all over and signing your name to it.” Alex smiles as Pez nudges him from the next chair, laughing, “Are you sure you want me to sign it then? I wouldn’t want it to be too much sap for you.” “Bullshit, I need bragging rights. Do you know how many people at school will be going crazy when I say I collected the pair of signatures? It’s like getting some elite Pokemon card; I can ride off that fame for weeks.” Alex laughs and takes the book, “Well, I guess if it’s going for a good cause, I must.” He signs and hands it back, and she is off, back towards the group of kids she came with, with a parting, “Later, ACD.” She is no more than gone when June pipes up, “Jesus Christ, no wonder you get along so well with the kids at the shelter; they’re all just like you.” “I am much more mature than a bunch of teenagers-“ Alex gets out before being interrupted by Nora.

ok so it's tagging time and i hafta assume most the rest of ya have done this if ya were gonna but if i check to verify that it'll be even later so - i'm just a tagging and assuming there was an open tag if ya already did it and i'll probably find it lol ❤️ @adreamareads @agame-writes @bitbybitwrites @dragonflylady77 @duchessdepolignaca03 @england-would-fall @firstsprinces @forever-fixating @inexplicablymine @junebugclaremontdiaz @kiwiana-writes @lizzie-bennetdarcy @nocoastposts @priincebutt @stellarm @typicalopposite and well open tag for anyone who's even later than i am and wants to still do this lol

#wip wednesday #red white and royal blue #firstprince #rwrb fic #gotta sign 'em all #alex has had so many more thoughts and whatnot than this was supposed to be lol #ooops

[sublimecatgalaxy]

Hello! ♡

First of all, I want to say that I love your work, you are really great and I really enjoy reading what you write.

So... Can I ask about prompts 2, 8 and 21 with Billy Hargrove please? Like, the reader have a pretty heavy life trying to be perfect for her family, and stuff.

Lately I have had some very heavy and bad days with my family (And in general with myself, you know, my self-esteem and eating disorder) but reading your work always makes me feel better. So I really send good vibes and many thanks, you are a great writer!

Thank you! ♡

xoxo.

I got you, lovey. You're safe and sound here. I'm so glad that I can offer you any sort of relief, I'm sending good vibes right back at you❤️

I thought that by agreeing to see Billy that I would be in for sassy attitudes and full blown fights. I had really only heard stories about him and how he goes through women faster than he goes through cigarettes and how he's always trying to have a 'who's dick is bigger contest' with the men of Hawkins. Especially Steve Harrington.

I know what you're thinking, why would I agree to be his girlfriend when he asked if I truly believed that I would be in for the worst.

My long answer would have to be that I saw, I still do see, potential in him and, since last years Star Court Mall incident, he's been different. Call him a work in progress or something like that. But so far in the few months of going steady, he hasn't done anything to raise any substantial red flags. There's been no lies, no cheating, no full blown arguments or him storming out on me.

It's weird and no one believes me when I say it but he's been a gentleman.

Max has her own opinions on why he has a soft spot for me over everyone else. She sees the way he talks to me on the phone, a soft smile on his lips until he catches her looking at him, then he shies away. She chalks his infatuation up to the fact that he likes that he's the only dark part of my life, that the rest of my life is untouched by darkness but that couldn't be further from the truth.

But what he doesn't know won't hurt him.

The phone rings to my left, my eyes rolling and I toss my book aside, answering the phone without hesitation.

"Hello?" There's a hefty pause, a shaky breath coming across the line and I sit up, a shiver running down my spine at the lack of response.

"Y/n, it's Max." Her voice is shaky and comes out fast, so fast that I almost miss it. She sounds terrified as a door slams through her end of the line, my heart stopping at the thought that it's Billy that has her so afraid. "Billy's on his way to your house- he got in a fight with his dad and it's not good." My stomach drops and I'm on my feet in a moment, struggling to keep the phone between my ear and my shoulder. It's not the first time that I've heard of Billy getting into physical fights with his dad but I've never seen him directly following one. He's told me that he never wants to put me in the position of dealing with him after something so stressful.

"Are you okay?" I ask, slipping on a pair of sweatpants and throwing on a loose tank top, I sit back down on the edge of my bed, the sound of a car door slamming outside has my stomach twisting nervously.

"I'm fine, just-" she cuts herself off with a sharp breath in "-help him, okay?" The line cuts off before I can say another word to her, my hand shakily setting the phone down on the base. I hear a gentle knock on the front door, my anxiety skyrocketing at the thought of someone else answering it before me.

My parents would kill me if they found out I'm seeing him on top of everything else.

I open the door and immediately press a finger to my lips, silencing Billy before he can say anything. My eyes flicker over the bruises and blood that cover his whole upper body, the scratches lining his biceps make my stomach drop and I pull him into the house. I sneak him past the living room where my parents lay, sleeping, in front of the quiet TV and into my bedroom, shutting the door behind him.

"My dad-" He starts, coughing loudly as he grips his side in pain, falling back onto my bed as my hands cup his cheeks, examining his face and the injuries inflicted to it. He looks broken, physically and mentally, his eyes closing as I dab at the blood under his nose with a tissue.

"Max called me. I know." His head bobs gently at my words, lips parting as he tries to breathe comfortably. It's not like him to be so quiet, so soft and tired. "Whose blood is that?" My fingers pluck at the material of his t-shirt, looking at the patchy splotches of blood that cover the white shirt.

"A mix of mine and my dads." He huffs, helping me help him to pull it over his head. "You don't have to worry about me, sweet cheeks- don't look at me like that, I'm serious." He laughs, his eyes flickering back and forth between mine and I'm shocked that he's laughing in his state. I would be unconscious if I had this many bruises and this much blood coming out of me at once.

"Billy, Max sounded like she was having a panic attack. Excuse me for worrying." I huff, walking over to my desk to grab my first aid kit, shaking my head in frustration. Apart of me can't believe that he's being this calm and put together, especially after what I assume was a terrible physical fight.

"C'mere." Billy tugs me down on top of his lap, helping my shaking hands open the first aid in between us. "Calm down." He whispers, handing me an alcohol pad. "Focus on the job at hand, my nose, and take a breath." His stern voice calms me, needing something steady to go off of and his voice definitely offers me a sense of balance. I set myself down on his thighs and try my best to ignore him hissing every time I touch the alcohol pad to his skin.

"I really don’t like you sometimes, you know that?" I mutter but truly not meaning any of it. I liked him way too much but his ability to stay calm and collected in terrifying situations- scary situations- especially when he's almost mocking about it; it makes him playfully insufferable.

"And I really don’t believe you." He laughs, flinching away from me as my fingers prod at his nose, hoping and praying that it's not broken.

"All of this scares me, Billy. When you act as if it doesn't effect you in any way, that makes me feel so stupid because I want nothing more than to go over and beat the shit out of that man you call a dad because he's an asshole for hurting you!" Hearing my mother call my name, I quickly bite my lip, concealing the plethora of curse words that want to spew from my lips.

"Hey, hey, hey. Alright." Billy mutters, taking the pads from my hands and scooting me further onto his lap, his hands reaching up to cup my cheeks, forcing me to look at him. HIs eyes are starting to swell, his left eye has a forming bruise beneath it and I can only imagine how hard his dad had to have hit him to cause that.

My jaw grits in anger once more and I brush his hands away from his face.

"No, Billy. I have so much going on, okay? I have to constantly please my parents, get stunning grades and not act out. You're allowed to act out and be yourself, even when you piss me off!" My hands shove at his chest and he laughs, angering me further.

"Language sweetheart." He tuts, shaking his head with a wink.

"I can not deal with you fucking with me. So, if you're in trouble at home, you tell me. If your dad is hurting you, if he's hurting Max or her mom, then tell me." I sigh shakily, resting my hands on his shoulders as his cocky attitude drops, his lips pulling down into a frown. "You asked me to be your girlfriend and I think you underestimated me and how much of a brat I can be." He nods with a small smile, his hands resting on my back, his fingers plucking at the back of my shirt anxiously. "I'm worried you think I'm this frail, easy going, piece of sunshine and I am not, alright? I put up with more shit than you know. So if you need someone to take care of you- to stand up for you, I'm here." My bottom lip wobbles at my words, watching his eyes flutter shut, his whole body leaning towards me and my fingers card through his curls.

He's never held onto me this tight, this desperate, almost as if he's terrified to ever let me go. He would never say it out loud, that he needs me more than words can describe, but I can tell just by how he looks at me in moments like this, how he holds me.

"You bring me a sense of comfort that I haven’t felt in a really long time. I'm not about to lose that comfort, Billy. I'm not about to lose you." He nods against me, his ear pressed against my chest as he listens to my heart pound against my ribs, so fast because of his proximity but also from seeing him so hurt.

Leaning back, he lets out a sigh of relief, stretching slightly as his joints pop, his eyes finally finding mine once more. His baby blue eyes are red, tears lining them and he blinks, sniffling as his hands rub up and down my back.

"Alright. Maybe Max and I could use some help, a place to stay sometimes." He admits bashfully and I sigh, patting his cheek carefully with a gentle kiss to the tip of his sore nose.

"Even if I have to sneak you two in here, I'll do it." He laughs and I pull him back into a tight hug, cradling him to my chest as the room falls silent, only the noise from the TV down the hall filling my home.

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#billy #billy hargrove x reader #billy hargrove #billy x reader #stranger things

[sealz888]

Gage for the ask me anything! If you don’t do DLC characters then Nick Valentine please and Butch from FO3❤️

Thank you for requests! Another Anon sent me an ask with 2/3 of the characters and with Old Long Fellow so I'll post that soon for them. In the meanwhile, please enjoy. CW for Butch: Child abuse. Triggering content below the cut.

Nick Valentine

Ever since he was a young boy he's had a knack for investigating.

First got into introduction to it was family game night, where they had one of those fake investigation game thingies. He got it pretty fast, much to his families dismay. They got some more, and he only got better.

Started to watch detective and crime shows and movies and he'd often pick up on the culprit quickly. Listened to true crime radio shows too.

When he was 16, his neighbour hired to him to investigate if her husband was cheating on him. He found out and got photo evidence. The husband was cheating and he got paid handsomely for finding out.

Frequently corresponds with DiMA,  exchanging letters and parcels. He tries to visit at least once a year. DiMA still tries to convince him to stay. 

One time while they were staying, DiMA found  one of those investigation games. A whole bunch of Synthes and DiMA tried to figure it out, Nick sat there watching and helping whenever he could. He ending up bringing it back to the Commonwealth with him.

Pre-War Nick was pretty close with Jennifer's nephew, becoming an uncle figure. There bond only got got stronger after Jenny got murdered. Nick and Little Shaun now share this bond.

His internal fans speed up and get really loud when he's flustered of caught of guard. If it's really quiet and you get up nice and close you could almost hear a mechanical heartbeat.

Porter Gage

I haven't played or watched too much on Nuka-world, so forgive me if I have anything off.

Gouged out his own eye. He was dared to prove his courage, loyalty and balls.

His brother is Red-eye. They were both adopted into the same raider family. They also have sister and another younger brother who were birthed into the ranks. The Sister and brother died in one of the raids, but Red Eye and Gage made it to Nuka World.

Doesn't like the taste of Nuka-Cola, drinking it so much as made him miserable. He's so tired of using it to marinade meat. He's so tired of the same fizzy texture. He's so tired of the taste, the colour, everything.

Tends to help out with agriculture and farming considering his roots.

Is debating betraying the SoSu considering their status with the Minutemen, dissatisfied at the recent information. He's also planning a full scale invasion of the Commonwealth.

He also wanted Nuka World too himself as well, so he has Red-Eye spy on SoSu.

Butch DeLoria

Content Warnings for Child Abuse the cut.

His dad ran off to Vegas. Growing up his mother would warn him about gambling, Chems and alcohol. Also bares a striking resemblance to his father, his mother resents him for it.

When he was a young child, he'd often ""run away"" from their room and ask to sleep for the night. He'd end up frequently having sleep overs with other kids and spend more time at theirs than his'.

Was really hoping to get a mechanic on the G.O.A.T and absolutely hated being a barber at first. However, he really like doing his hair and got really good it, so he excelled in his training much to his dismay.

Opened his own barber shop in Rivet City and people from all over, and I mean all over come to see him and to get a haircut. His skills are insane.

Listens to a lot of Elvis and can do a few of his dance moves.

Big comic book nerd despite bullying a lot of kids in the vault about comics. He's a grognak kinda guy I reckon.

Helps MacCready out too and knew him as a kid. He often visits little Duncan and brings him lollies, sweets, sodas and comics. He'll read Duncan the letters MacCready sends him in silly voices to get him to laugh.

Big ol' softie, wants a wife and to settle down in a family but his past experiences and absent father makes him second guess himself. He has a dog though.

He got counselling from James to deal with his trauma. Also apologised to the LW and Amata too.

Happy to leave the vault and never come back!

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He'd run to the guards and overseer and tell them about everything, most of the guards wanted to help him and would let him stay around them. They did everything in their power to get him help.

but when the overseer confronted his mother about she denied everything and said that he was lying.

He was not. Could you hear it.

#cw: child abuse #tw: child abuse #Fallout 4 #Fallout 3 #fallout 4 headcanons #fallout 3 headcanons #fallout headcanons #fo3 #fo4 #butch deloria #nick valentine #porter gage #fallout #fallout fanfic #sealzstuff #sealzspeakz #sealzrespondz #sealzheadcanonz #fallout 4 companions #fallout 3 companions #fallout 4 companion headcanons #fallout 3 companion headcanons

[anashins]

hi Mina! I hope 2023 is working out for you!! can I request a jaehyun fic, of his pov on falling in love with his significant other? ❤️

Pairing: Jaehyun x reader

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 1k

Summary: Jaehyun helps you blow dry your hair while you're too sick to do so yourself, and he has quite a few realizations.

A/N: Hiii, I hope yours is working out for you too and that you like my take on your request 💖 

“I brought tea and hot soup,” Jaehyun announced, a thermal jug in one hand, in the other a plastic bag. “Don’t worry, I didn’t cook it myself. Taeyong did for the whole dorm since several members caught a cold as well.”

“You shouldn’t be here,” you said to him with a raspy voice, obviously trying to swallow down another cough after you had already greeted him with one. “Seriously, I could be contagious.”

“I don’t mind.” He shrugged, biting down a smile that grew on his lips when he observed you, wrapped in a thick blanket from head to toe. “I don’t have much free time nowadays, but I want to spend it with you if I do.”

“It was supposed to be our third date today. And now look at me… I haven’t showered or washed my hair in days. You shouldn’t see me like this.”

“You look beautiful.”

“Don’t lie.”

“I’m not. Will you let me in now?”

Shortly later, while you had disappeared into the bathroom to finally shower, Jaehyun warmed up the soup and took it together with a cup full of hot tea into your room. He had never been in your home, which was why he took his time to examine every corner while he still heard the water running.

You had gotten to know each other through mutual friends and Jaehyun had asked for your number right away. He rarely did something like this since his life as an idol didn’t leave much room for dating, but with you, he had feared that he might miss out on getting to know a great person if he didn’t take his chance.

For the first date, he had taken you on a walk at Han River at night. Initially, he had been doubtful if a non-idol would accommodate his peculiar dating style, but you had never complained about a single thing, not even when he had suggested a cafe in the suburbs for the second date. For the third one, he had planned on taking you out for a real dinner, but the flu had eventually interfered with his plans.

“Sorry, I didn’t tidy up,” you apologized. “I didn’t expect a visitor today.”

You returned to your room in loungewear and a towel on your head, not looking much stronger or healthier than before, but definitely more relaxed, Jaehyun concluded as he replied, “It’s fairly clean in my book.”

Your bed was made with a row of colorful plushies sitting strictly on top of the duvet, clearly showing your soft and playful side in comparison to the tidiness with which your tone-in-tone room got presented to him. Aside from a closet, most of your room’s left wall was engrossed by shelves on which staples and staples of books were shoved into every spot possible.

Jaehyun had already known that you were very much a bookworm since you talked about your newest reads a lot, often worrying that he would soon get fed up, but despite the fact that he rarely read, he just loved listening to you being passionate about something.

Jaehyun watched you sitting down on the bed and unwrapping the towel on your head. You were breathing heavily and your motions were lacking swiftness and quickness as you had been knocked out for quite a few days. When you plugged in the hair dryer, it dawned on Jaehyun that blowing your wet hair would be quite a feat for you.

“Here, let me help you.”

He took the hair dryer out of your hand and signed to stay seated. “What are you doing?”

“I’ll help you dry your hair. Turn aside a bit.”

You agreed after being reluctant at first, making Jaehyun think that you had probably never been offered this kind of service, but for him, it was a given to take care of the person he was in love with, no matter how insignificant or grand the gesture was. He wanted to take care, to spoil, to-

“If you feel any knots, just brush through, don’t worry about hurting me.” But now with the brush in his hand, Jaehyun was the one who had halted all his movements. “Is something wrong?” you asked after a moment and shifted around to him only to meet his blank gaze. “I can do it myself, giv-”

Snapping out of his trance, Jaehyun’s features softened again and he shook his head. “No, I will gladly do it.”

Taking your wet strands between his fingers, he pulled your hair together and softly brushed through the ends first, then went further up to your scalp to massage it with the brush until your hair fell in long streaks over your shoulders like a waterfall.

“Is this okay?” he asked in-between strokes.

“Absolutely,” you replied softly. “You’re doing great.”

Jaehyun then took the hair dryer into his hand and switched it on. The strands of your hair started to fly around, and he used his fingers as a comb to roughly blow the warm air through the layers. His tender hands glided along your scalp and brushed over your neck and shoulders every now and then, causing you to develop goose bumps on the spots he passed that didn’t go by him unnoticed. 

He silently smiled to himself. The noise drowned out his thoughts that had been occupying his mind ever since he internally confessed to himself that he was falling in love with you already. He wanted to tell you, so badly.

But when he was done blow drying your hair and you were sitting on your bed, eating the soup and drinking the tea he had brought, he realized that he didn’t need to yet. Even though this was only the third date - and a very much intimate one in the most chaste way on top of that - he had the feeling that there would be many opportunities for him to tell you how he felt.

And when he did, he would make it a grand gesture.

“What is it?” you suddenly asked him in-between spoonful soup, having caught him looking at you a bit too long.

But Jaehyun only shook his head. “Nothing. What movie would you like to watch after? Only if you want me to stay, of course.”

You smiled genuinely. “That would be lovely.”

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[vitaminseetarot]

Aquarius Full Moon PAC - General Messages 🖤💗❤️

The full moon in Aquarius is finally here! I hope you're getting the chance to enjoy some sunshine in between these bright moonlit evenings. I sure have had my fill from this last weekend; I got the royal sunburn to prove it! Owo#

(Life lesson: apply sunscreen, then do it AGAIN.)

Aren't you glad we can't get moonburns? One could get burned sitting on the moon, sure, but it's kinder than to send that kind of energy back down to Earth. The moon allows us to see the sun's light without dying, which I can appreciate. But I'm going off on a tangent! Below are three images based on color palette cards I've picked for your reading. I've also added some emoji hearts for additional guidance. Please time all the time you need to select your pile when you're ready.

(1, 2, 3 - images from pixabay, divider from @saradika)

Pile 1. Tahoe Blue + Black Heart

X Wheel of Fortune, 7 of Pentacles, XXI World; Sun - Source, Space (Black), New Moon Gemini - Communication is Key

"I'm curious about my true nature; I seek to understand myself."

I feel such stillness and calm with this pile. You have so much blue present in your pile asides from the palette card! And watery energy too; your moon quote card has a lake on it too! Still yet deep. I'm hearing that this pile is getting a big upgrade to your throat energy. It's for both ways, listening and speaking, but I think speaking is being highlighted here more. This is in order to help you move through a bigger phase of your life that's yet to come. You may be feeling like you're ready to come out of your shell, even if just for a short while. There's a sense of grand change occurring in your external world, something that has been in the background or in the works for a long time has finally begun to culminate during this potent full moon time.

You have have recently closed a big chapter in your life and cleared out the muck. Now it's like you're standing before a canvas and you're ready to paint something new. The lunar force moving now allows a turn of luck to flow towards you like a water wheel. It's also purifying your intentions. When you have the place to be still and concentrate on where you want to go next, things can really quickly line up in your favor. With this extra space, whatever that has been building in the background may finally come out and be seen and heard. There's no resistance to this buildup, or there was resistance but it's been removed through this clearing out. You're being asked to savor this brief time. Not just make use of it, because in a way it's growing on its own, but to actually enjoy where you are right now. To get into the mindset of the person on the 7 pentacles card harvesting their abundance, that all is working out at a good pace.

You're being recommended to journal or write during this phase, perhaps like paragraphs of where you're going next (like a vaunt). I'm also getting vision boards for you would help if you need inspiration, or lyrical songs. I'm getting that communications will help you move into the next stage. This whole reading reminds me of someone who's finally finished the manuscript of their book and is sitting in that serenity of having completed something important. But, dear, that's not the end of it! You still need to bring it out into the world for it to be as evident as you see it in your mind. You still would need to get an agent and submit the manuscript to publishers for review.

Communication is being highlighted here as being that which you need in order to move along. Furthermore, you're being asked to tune into yourself for answers on where you'd like to go next, as no one else can tell you. People don't just go out on the lake for peace and quiet, they go to find a piece of themselves and to tune into that for spiritual guidance. May the boat be your lucky charm this full moon, pile 1. Not just to find yourself on the open water, but to connect you with other shores as well.

Pile 2. Sunflower Seed + Pink Heart

Queen of Cups, Queen of Swords, 4 of Cups; Vesta - Hearth, Love (Pink); Full Moon Virgo - You Are Good Enough

"Beauty raises my vibration; I seek it for joy."

For the rest of this month, you are focusing solely on your own needs. Like it or not! [blows coach whistle] But no, seriously, I'm not getting busybee vibes from this pile, I'm getting "poor dehydrated bee that's fainted on a flower" kind of feel. Maybe you're actually dehydrated and tired! This could also be true for your garden if you have one. You may need extra TLC around this full moon. You've been stretching yourself too thin but you'll be in much-deserved receiving mode in order to heal. I like that two Queens showed up and one of them is of Swords. She knows better than to spend her precious time worrying over the trifling things. She knows when to disconnect and tune into what's important. And Queen of Cups says that important thing is your own emotional wellbeing and comfort.

Your quote card features a person standing at the peak of a mountain with arms stretched out towards the moon in accomplishment. You either are or have been working intensely on something for the last few months. It either has or will soon come to a full head and with that comes a surge of expended energy. Similar to midterms or the week before a holiday when the workflow doubles. It's a crunch time! Since it's summer and you may not be in midterms or busy on vacation, this could be a reference for later this year or fiscal quarter. Take care that this busy time coming up isn't going to drain you.

You could have opportunities come up near the middle of autumn that's gonna want your attention. You'll want to be fully hydrated and refreshed for when it finally shows up. The 4 of cups can sometimes be about blind spots, or the blessings we don't see readily available because we're too tired and burnt out to really see what's there. It's highlighting this opportunity and wants you to make the most of it.

You could be feeling a strong pull to stay at home and focus on your craft, project, or hobby. Perhaps you're busy squeezing out the most free time you can while you have it. Again, avoid the sense of pushing like "oh man, I only have a week of summer vacation left oh geez what do I do?!" It's not a matter of sitting around and doing nothing all vacation only to hurt ourselves trying to be On 24/7 for a semester. That's not sustainable. Make the most out of your time, but make sure you have time carved out in between the high energy weeks of being productive. A sunflower without water can't stand and a bee without rest can't fly!

Pile 3. Clover Patch + Red Heart

XVII Star, XVI Tower, XV Devil; Progressions - Journey, Anger (Red), Waxing Crescent - Have Faith in Your Dream

"I gather more wisdom each day."

This pile … hoo boy. This would be my pile if I had to choose one, so I'm with y'all on this. Okay, I got the instant message that you are trying to manifest something very VERY big right now. I mean big like new car, apartment, longterm relationship, just something that's gonna upgrade and transform your life in a big way. It could even be education as one of the cards has a book in center. The thing is, Rome wasn't built in a day. Neither is your manifestation gonna instantly appear when you're desperately trying for it to cause desperation doesn't usually bring positive outcomes, it usually winds up with Fun With Dick and Jane type scenarios to play out. Also stress.

You have three major arcana cards in a row, with the tower card smacked right in the middle like a spicy sandwich cookie (would I even try one?) So I get it. This is likely a very significant full moon for you, supercharged as it's an Aquarian supermoon, and you got Aquarian Star as your first card, so emotions will be running a bit hot. Unpredictable swings. Sudden "bursts". But don't suppress your feelings of frustration, you'll just need to redirect these emotions differently.

You gotta be patient and watch it unfold organically. Even if you're manifesting the demolition of something, there is strategy to it. Demolition workers don't just go in and do what they please, they have to be mindful of their surroundings and what impact they'll make when they make it. When gardeners prune, they're mindful of the angle of the cut, knowing that the right cut can grow just as the wrong cut can infect. Let things go as they may. Things can start moving smoothly or quite abruptly, so focus from a place of expecting that it's already coming and strategize from there. You got the Star card, so something fortunate is indeed coming for you. There is a little Leprechaun luck on your side. It'll be easier to see that once you're able to move past old blockages that are delaying your manifestation. Listen to the leprechaun and not the little voice on the other shoulder telling you that you need to panic over the small things.

See the current time you have as a manifestation in itself, as a product of you believing that you need extra time to cook up the right end goal. See this time you have as a blessing, not just an in-between state. Make good use of this time. There is no reason why the process can't be as fun as the destination. Your inner child is being subtly asked to come out to play for a spell. This pile may be into doing witchcraft spells; if so, grab a little glitter and sprinkle some magic into your day, especially a time-based spell like a growing plant or burning a candle. If anything, it will boost morale which is often more important for manifestation than simply applying routine and logic to everything. I'm also getting that journaling may be of interest to you, whether it's writing down meditation notes or affirmations or just venting. Get creative even and write a poem about your wishes. Try to incorporate more writing in general into your moon magic. (Thoth would be pleased.)

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[syinisuga]

Eternity & Thereafter

Pairing : Taehyung x female!Reader

Genre : Yandere!AU // Romance, Thriller, Smut

*A Yandere is a Japanese archetype, often describing a sweet, caring, and innocent person before switching into someone who displays an extreme, often violent or psychotic, level of devotion to a love interest sometimes even leading to fatality.

Summary : You never thought you'd meet someone who could love you like there's no tomorrow. Literally...

Word Count : 12.6K Words

WARNING⚠️ This fic contains description of unhealthy obsession, explicit sex, stalking, threatening, Blood and Gore, mutilation and murder and Major Character Death(s). READER'S DESCRETION IS ADVICED.

Author's Note : Something different, something new and so proud of this one yeet.

Bias Swap with the ever amazing @kissmetae❤️ This was so much fun to do with you!

Check out her fic The Defectors as part of our Bias swap experiment✨

"Rest now my Love, and know that you will be safe with me from here on now. You will live forever, for I love you more than anyone else ever has and ever will'' The wide smile of your lover burned into your memory as you closed your eyes, slipping into silence in the arms of the man whom you'd sacrificed your heart to. Never in your whole life did you ever think something like this could happen to someone like you, that you'd ever meet a man quite like him.

You were a loner, but not the depressed kind. You were actually quite content with your singular state as it helped you to thrive in loving yourself and doing the things that made you happy. You enjoyed the simple things in life, mainly your passion in literature. That was what you were majoring in as well. College life was treating you well, great friends, subjects that were easy to cope with, unlimited access to all the books you could read. Your life went fairly smoothly, you won't call it perfect because life was full of ups and downs like any other but you were content with the pace and flow of things. 

All of that changed when you met him. Tall, broad build, lean and muscular enough that you'd see outlines of his arm muscles whenever he'd flex, long fluffy hair that framed his face and that bewitching smile of his. The first time you saw him you'd wonder to yourself how could such an intimidating exterior have the most heart melting smile, matched with an equally captivating and charming personality. Sitting on your campus’s park bench, completely tranced by the book in your hand was when you first heard his voice which was speaking directly to you.

"Hello there! I'm sorry this might be weird but I see you come here to read everyday at the same bench non the less" he let out a soft nervous chuckle as he continued.

"I've been admiring the way your expressions subtly change through the plot of the book you're reading, and believe it or not I've bought and read some of the books I see you give the most interesting reactions to!" That big heart shaped smile and the genuine excitement in his tone caught you off guard, maybe even sighing internally at how utterly adorable he was. 

"You've read the books I've been reading? Well then which one was your favourite?" Curious you quizzed him back as you scooted over, gesturing for him to take a seat next to you on the park bench.

"So far Midnight Library was deeply enlightening and I felt it through and through. Other favourites were Beach Reads and The Love Hypothesis. I must say, your taste in romance is intriguingly interesting" He giggled, making a blush creep onto your cheeks. The two books in specific that he'd mentioned were RomComs you had read through in a blast because of how shamelessly steamy and smutty it was and the thought of this man who was still a complete stranger to you at this point had read those books because of you made you flustered and shy. This didn't go unnoticed by him of course and he quickly raised his hand in surrender looking slightly panicked and flustered himself as he created a bit more space between the two of you.

"I didn't mean it like that, I'm sorry! I was merely pointing out the trope and plot of interest. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable!" He looked at you with big innocent puppy eyes that made you forget in a flash as to why he was apologising in the first place. What was happening to you? It's as if this complete stranger had put some sort of charm spell on you. You giggled at the sight of his innocence and playfulness.

"It's okay, I know you meant no ill intentions. Although, I didn't quite catch your name?" You asked, tilting your head as you flashes a smile.

"Hm? Oh silly me. My name is Taehyung!" He extended his hand out towards you and you happily took it and gave a friendly shake as you introduced yourself. You noticed Taehyung looked deeply at where your hands were connected, as if he was so mesmerised at the fact your hands had touched. 

"Would you like to go to the library and book fair dates with me? I'd like to further get to know you over this common interest we have '' Very straight forward and that had caught you slightly off guard, but that was part of how he had charmed you in the first place. Bold yet shy and playful, how could you possibly deny such a gorgeously genuine wide smile. Taehyung had piqued your interest and surely enough you wanted to get to know more of this man who had an intimidating exterior paired with the softest personality. He was unique to say the least and something about him just kept ringing in the back of your head.

Taehyung was fairly low-key in the area, no one seemed to know much about him other than he worked part time in the Library in town and that he was known to be quite the odd one. Funny enough you hadn't seen him once every time you were there, but that could've been because his shift timings didn't match your visit times to the library. You also figured that not everyone would understand the level of interest in literature and the mere information overload of all the characters you read caused a slight personality influence and it was normal! I mean you were quite the same too, being neck deep in classic and modern literature definitely takes a toll on you but that wouldn't be such a major influence anyway. He lived alone in a small single story house he said was left to him by his grandfather after he passed. Slowly you learned more about him and his interest in painting, photography and classical music. He was someone who kept to himself for the most part and didn’t really have any friends, he said he preferred to be this way since it helped him fully indulge in his hobbies and obsessions by giving them full attention undivided. 

Over the course of the next few months you found yourself at almost every book related occasion in your area with Taehyung. The amount of effort he was putting into you was at times overwhelming but most of the times it melted your heart having someone care about you this way and share deep interest in the thing that made you the happiest. He always made time for you and you spent almost every day with him, be it going to your favourite café or sitting in the library reading the same book while the two of you flirted underneath the table. He had shown you his collection of paintings on large canvases and you noticed instantly that there was a signature style to his pieces. Always using acrylics as his medium of choice and every painting portrayed an emotion including a certain type of face he’d draw. The paintings were unique, nothing like you’d ever seen before and he admitted his idol was Vincent Van Gogh. Taehyung had collected quite a number of merchandise from his numerous visits to the Van Gogh museum, the way his eyes would light up when he talked about his artworks was endearing and very adorable. However his reactions didn’t match whenever you asked him about his passion in photography, he was protective of the pictures he took and only showed certained photographs like sunsets, and beach views, sceneries and flower fields. There was a photo album he had hidden away from you after the first time you tried taking it to look through.

“No!!! You can’t look through these. I only want to show you the good ones, not the bad ones. This album is full of bad pictures, i don't want you to see them” he said after he had yanked the album away from your hold. His expressions were serious and not quite what you’d expect it to be, especially after he had talked so fondly and happily about his paintings.

“I’m sorry, I'm just.. Not too confident about my photographs. Although I love it so much I just don’t feel satisfied with those pictures in that album. They never gave me what I wanted….. In terms of artistic values that is” he said with an awkward laugh.

“That’s okay Tae, I won't force you to show me those pictures if you don’t want to. But from what you have shown me, I can say that you’re an amazing photographer just as you are an amazing artist. I admire your works a lot Tae, and.. I admire you a lot as well” you watched as his pupils dilated and soft blush crept across his cheeks. He looked down at his feet shyly and smiled as he mumbled softly 

“I admire you a lot too..like, a lot a lot” you both giggled.

You don't quite remember when it was that your feelings for Taehyung had grown from an interest to a full crush, to exchanging words of love in a deep meaningful confession behind the RomCom shelf at the library. Taehyung looked like a child who had received candy when you uttered the words “i love you” to him for the first time. The words itself seemed to give him such a euphoric kick that he grinned from ear to ear as he engulfed you in a warm hug. “I promise, I promise I'll take the best care of you and no one would love you more than I do”.

It was a Sunday evening, the two of you had planned a date before your study week started. Finals for the semester were coming up and Taehyung requested and insisted you have one more book reading session today at his place. Somehow you were now sitting on his lap in his living room exchanging soft kisses as you both made out. You swore it just started out as a reading date in his home, where he had cooked for you and both of you shared glasses of wine. The book you were reading picked up on getting steamy and you couldn't deny the tension that rose between the both of you. You found his hand creeping its way to hold yours, getting your attention to turn facing him. In the softest voice and with wide eyes he asked 

"May I kiss you my love?" Too flustered to answer you nodded, leaning in till your lips pressed against one another. 

They were soft, pillowy almost as he lovingly took your lips between his own. His hand came to cup your neck as his thumb caressed your jaw in gentle circles. He kissed like he played the piano, passionate, deep, and so skillful you melted into his symphony of love. He guided you to straddle his lap, careful not to break the kiss as he did so. You could feel his other arm wrapping around your waist as he kept your body pressed against him. He was warm, heat rising as he deepened the kiss. You felt him nibble softly at your bottom lip as he gripped you a little tighter. 

"Mine" he muttered under his breath between the kiss as he grew greedier and hungrier.

"You're only mine" the grip he had around your waist tightened to a point you were afraid you might bruise yet he didn't seem to stop. His kisses were rougher, more passionate, but laced with something else you couldn't quite put your finger on. 

It felt so good his strong grip, making you feel his need, his desire flaming through your body spreading heat between your legs and this stirred Taehyung on even further as he grabbed a hold of your neck. The light headed euphoria you felt was enough to get you soaking through your panties. 

"Mine, mine, mine, mine.." he muttered in an endless mantra as he trailed his rough kisses down along your jaw to your neck. Fearing he'd leave hickeys on you, you began to push him back, signalling him to stop. 

"Taehyungie, please.. stop.. i don't want you to leave marks on me" you spoke in between breaths. 

This had gotten him to halt his movements but his hand still remained around your throat. His gaze changed in a way you couldn't pick up what it was.

"Why not my love? You're mine are you not? Am I not allowed to mark you? Make everyone see what's mine? So everyone knows who you belong to?" He spoke, sounding slightly distressed. His eyes locked on you like a predator on prey and his grip around your neck slowly tightened to where it wasn't pleasure.

"T-Taehyung.. my neck" in an instant his gaze snapped back and he let go of your throat. His hands fumble frantically to caress and sooth you apologetically. 

"I'm sorry!! I'm…I'm sorry my love. It's just.. I love you so much, I just wanted to treat you right and I'm sorry my love did I hurt you" his eyes were blown wide and glossy as if tears were on the verge of spilling at any moment. It made you weak at how his eyes grew wider, lips trembling slightly in a pout as he scanned your face for any signs of withdrawal. You brushed your fingers through his hair and that got him exhaling gently as he leaned into your touch. 

"It's okay Taehyungie. I know you didn't mean any harm to my love, I Love you more okay?" you said in a soft voice, placing a sweet kiss to his forehead.

"Don't get me wrong darling, I'd love to have your marks across my body. But I have an exam coming up this week and i’lI need to attend group studies. I can't have hickies on my neck my love" you explained to him softly, hand brushing his hair still. 

"Oh, that does make sense. Okay then, if I can't leave hickies on your neck.." he took a pause, smirking softly to himself before looking at you with lustful eyes.

"May I leave them somewhere only I can see?" He bit his lip, clearly at the thought of where he'd wanted to leave his mark. 

"Where?~" you asked softly, almost whispering as you pushed him further. 

His hands slid up under your oversized shirt as he dove under it. You couldn't see, but could most definitely feel the trail of pleasure he was lighting up along your breasts. His lips pressed open mouthed kisses on the tops of your breasts, grabbing handfuls in each of his large hands. He suckled on the soft skin, nibbling slightly between his teeth as he skillfully scattered his need for you. His lips were soft and innocent but his actions were sinful, so passionately spilling his need and desire for you. You felt his thumbs brush up against your hardened nipples over the thin lace of your bra which had him grunting in approval. The rough pads of his thumb rubbing gentle circles, kneading and massaging your breasts while his lips continued to suck blossoms of purple along your cleavage. Satisfied, he pressed soft kisses to your pert nipples before diving back out of your shirt. His hair was a dishevelled mess, cheeks blushed and eyes in a starry daze as he took in the sight of you flashing a wide content smile. 

“You’re so beautiful my love, absolutely exquisite. I’m so happy you’re mine and that you belong to me” his arms were wrapped snugly around your waist, keeping your body pressed tightly to him. 

Brushing your fingers through his hair you said 

“I’m yours my love, for all and eternity i’m yours”

“For all and eternity” he repeated before pressing his lips back onto yours.

“Hey sweets!! Glad you could make it! My god it feels like I haven't seen you in ages!” Angie, your ride or die best friend since the first day of college.

Your first meeting had been funny so to say the least mainly because of Angie and the incident that occured. It was rainy and the stairs leading up to your class were slippery, one wrong step had you slipping back right into the arms of  Angie who was walking behind you. “Woah there! You alright?” you quickly regained your balance and turned towards Angie who was fixing up her dress. “I’m sorry! The stairs are really slippery, misstepped! And yes i’m good thank you for catching me” you said with a soft embarrassed blush across your cheeks. “I know people fall for me easily, never thought that effect was on ladies as fine as you too!” she giggled and earned one from you as well. “Well now you know the full force of your charm!”  the both of you exchanged hearty laughs followed by introductions and the rest was history. 

Angie hugged you tightly, giving you her usual kiss on the cheek as a greeting and you placed one on her cheek as well. 

“I’ve missed you” Angie whined as she shook your body slightly.

“Well don’t worry she was only with me” the voice from beside you spoke, in a rather muted tone.

“Oh, who’s this?” Angie quizzed.

“Remember I told you I had someone special with me?~ well this is him! Angie meet my boyfriend, Taehyung!” you chirped excitedly introducing your lover to your best friend.

“Pleasure to meet ya! I’m Angie, her first love and sole best friend”  Angie and you giggled as she extended her hand towards Taehyung. 

You noticed a dis-ease in his expression, almost as if he were annoyed or displeased with Angie’s introduction or just Angie in general as he took her hand. 

“Taehyung, pleasure to meet you” he said in a singular answer. 

Something was off, the way Taehyung’s gaze was unrecognisable at the moment and the way Angie was slowly trying to wriggle her hand out of his. You immediately reached up to caress Taehyung’s arm, and his gaze shot towards you as it softened. Finally he released his grip and straightened himself out as Angie let out an awkward laugh, rubbing her hand. 

“Right then! My love, we gotta get going if we’re gonna cover all the study syllabus that was given to us to finish revising” you said as you stood next to Taehyung holding his hand.

“Yeah it’s quite the stack I'll tell you , which is why we’re gonna meet up this whole week through exams to revise,and revise and revise” Angie chimed in, her eyes scanning Taehyung up and down as she spoke. 

“The whole week? For how long each day? Will you return home at night? Will I not be able to see you all week?” Taehyung blurted out in a wild rush of questions as he inched closer towering over you. 

“Woah woah my love, yes you will be able to see me still okay? I will try to make it back to your place in the evenings after studying, okay?” you reassured him, brushing your fingers through his hair as you spoke. His gaze turned towards Angie as he exhaled deeply before turning back to you. 

“You promise? Promise that you’ll be back to me every night? You won’t spend nights with her… studying late hours i mean! I'm …. worried.. Don't’ want you to overwork yourself you know!” he spoke, holding your hands in his.

“I promise my love. You have my word.” you said soft, leaning up to plant a soft kiss to his lips. 

He cupped your cheeks and deepened the kiss for a few moments longer before pulling away. You turned to look at Angie who was examining the dirt on the ground with much interest. 

“I’ll see you tonight my love” he said before letting go of your hands. 

You stood next to Angie taking her hand into yours as you answered

“See you tonight my love!!” 

Angie and you walked away towards the entrance of the campus Library. You noticed Angie turn her head to look towards Taehyung before snapping her gaze back to the door.

The study for the rest of the afternoon through the evening went by with chit chat mixed in with actual studying. Brain frying was an understatement and you two had only just started the first of many topics of the study list. The two of you joked about how you’d probably end up in the hospital for a concussion just by studying these topics before the actual exam. One by one everyone left the library and it was just Angie and you there. 

“Alright I think we’ve had enough for today. We have all week for the rest of the topics. I can smell burnt brain matter already. I think it’s my own” you joked letting out a soft giggle while you packed your books back into your bag.

“Might also be me, cause that Victorian era literature history really did get my brain gears overheating” she shot back, packing her own notes away as well. 

“Hey, sweets I got something to ask you” Angie asked with a sceptical and slightly distressed look on her face.

“Ask away Gie” 

“If you don’t mind, I wanna ask about Taehyung. What’s he like with you? Does he treat you right?”

“He’s the absolute sweetest Gie, he puts so much time and effort into me and our relationship. I won’t lie, sometimes I feel a bit overwhelmed and flustered but that’s only because I'm not used to this kind of attention before you know, you of all people know about my shitty crushes and ex. Taehyung is not like any other guy I've met. He makes me feel like I’m the centre of all attention and takes care of me so well.”

“Wow , it really sounds like you’ve gotten yourself a rare one. But i have to mention this, i know i just met Taehyung but he gives off this… odd vibe.”

“What do you mean Gie?” you tilted your head, furrowing your brows at her statement.

“I don't know.. He seems like he’s kind of… possessive and obsessed about you. And I don't mean that in a good way…”

“Gie , you only just met Taehyung. He is just like that. I promise it’s because he loves me that much that it's his way of showing his love. You heard him Gie! He was just worried about me is all. It’s nothing I promise” you reassured your friend as you caressed her arm.

“I know maybe I am overthinking this, but I just couldn’t help it from the way he looked at me.. It felt as though he was gonna murk me right there. Am I allowed to say that maybe… he is different with you and different when he’s not with you?”

BANG!

The sound of something loud falling over in the distance got the both of you turning your heads in a whizz towards it.  

“What the fuck was that? Aren’t we the only ones here?” Angie asked, her eyes darting across where the sound came from.

“I’m sure it’s something logically explained” you tried sounding optimistic through scanning the room. 

“Maybe we should leave Gie, I think the amount of studying we did today really got our circuits frying” you joked to lighten the situation.

In a hurry Angie and you packed your things away walking toward the door when you saw the pile of books that had been scattered near the desk.

“See Gie, I told you. The pile of books here was high and it probably slowly lost balance and slid over” 

“Yeah. guess so..” she said still sounding unsure. 

“Come on Sherlock Holmes , I think you better head home to freshen up and eat. Empty stomachs cause hallucinations you know” you joked , wrapping your arm around her shoulder as the two of you walked out the library. 

You finally reached Taehyung’s place and the place was dark when you walked in. 

“Taehyung? My love?” you called out as you walked through the door, dropping your bag by it.

A pair of hands came up behind you to cover your eyes, making you gasp softly. 

“Sshh~ don’t be alarmed, it's me.” the unmistakable voice of your lover as he spoke in an almost right by your ear , sending goosebumps down your spine. His scent instantly intoxicates you with the close proximity and you feel him walk you forward through the house. 

“What are you doing my love?” 

“Almost there now” he whispered, sending another trail of chills through your body. You’d be lying if you said this wasn’t turning you on slightly. He stopped once you reached the destination of desire, pressing his body up closer against your back.

“Are you ready my love?”

Giggling softly you nodded. He uncovered your eyes, revealing the romantic setting in front of you. Candles lit up and food in plates perfect for two all set up, and a beautiful vase of roses in the middle of the table. 

“Taehyung ! oh my love this is beautiful!” you gasped walking around the table, examining the food he had prepared. Steak and mashed potatoes, with a serving of roasted asparagus. Hot steam was still rising from the plates which indicated they were freshly cooked and the scent of the food filled your nostrils, making you realise just how hungry you were in the moment. Your head shot up towards his direction when you heard the sound of soft jazz playing from his gramophone in the hall room. Wide loving smile on his face as he walked towards you. Bowing dramatically he pulled your chair out. 

“My lady, your seat” he said, gesturing for you to take a seat. 

You giggled and curtsied to him as you sas down.

“Why thank you my good sir” he giggled softly at the way you addressed him before taking his seat right opposite to you. 

“And to what do I owe this sudden pleasure to may I ask?”

“Oh just the mere fact that my hardworking woman deserves to be treated right and pampered” 

Your cheeks blushed a deep pink causing you to look down at your hand, completely flustered and shy. You felt his fingers take your chin between them, tilting your face up to look at him. 

“You’re far too beautiful to hide your face from me my love. I want to see every change in expression and memorise the way you look for everything I do for you.” 

You blushed even more at how bold he was being at this moment with his need for you. He noticed every little change in your face which made him smile. 

“Cute. Now dig in my love, I hope everything is to your liking!” 

“Oh I know it will be. My man cooked with love and everything looks and smells incredible” you said with a big smile, reaching over to boop the tip of his nose. 

Taehyung blushed a deep pink, smiling like a teenager in love at the little gesture.

“Your man?” he asked, completely flustered.

“My man” you repeated with a smile as you both dug into your meal.

He had cooked everything just the way you liked it, at that moment you truly understood the skill level of Taehyung’s cooking. The rest of the dinner went by with you explaining to Taehyung about what you studied today and revising everything once more with him in between the light chatting. 

You were doing the dishes at the sink while Taehyung cleaned up the table behind you. You were carefully putting the dishes away when you felt a pair of strong lean arms wrap around your waist, the tip of a soft nose nuzzling into your neck. 

“You feel so soft, how are you this beautiful my love? Do you have any idea what you do to me?”

You turned around still in his hold to face him, wrapping your arms around his neck. Your fingers combed through his hair as you looked deeply into his eyes. 

“Oh yeah? What do I do to you Taehyung?” you spoke in a sultry teasing tone as your fingers still moved through his soft locks.

Taehyung smirked softly before taking your other hand to guide it down onto his crotch. You let out a soft gasp, blushing when you felt just how tight the tension was from the hard tent that had formed in his pants. Experimentally you rubbed his bulge feeling the thick stiff outline of his dick tucked uncomfortably in his pants. Immediately Taehyung dropped his head to your shoulder as he let out a deep breathy moan. 

“This, this is what you do to me my love” he whispered into the crook of your neck. 

His hands came to perch on your hips, giving them a squeeze with each stroke of your hand along his clothed bulge. 

He stops your movements, pulling your hand away from his crotch to press a kiss on your wrist. 

“As much as I would love for you to pleasure me right now, I want to please you first. Taste every drop of that sweet nectar from my precious flower”  His bold words paired with his deep lustfull voice was sending waves of warmth down south, soaking your panties with each dirty word he uttered. 

Taehyung walked you back till you were leaning against the dinner table with your hands pressed back on it to keep you balanced. He kissed you in a needy fever, sucking on your bottom lip as his hips pressed into yours in the space between your legs. His hands travelled down caressing softly from your neck, down along your back right down to your thighs as he lifted you with ease onto the table. Taehyung moved in closer between your legs as his lips skilfully moved with yours, occasionally licking and nibbling softly at your bottom lip. His hands gently slid up your thighs to your top to undo the buttons of your blouse, parting the fabric as he went to expose your soft plump breasts for his needy hands to feast on. Sliding the blouse down your arms he used it to secure and tie your hands behind your back as they were. 

“I don't want you to touch me, this is all about you my love. Let me pleasure my woman the way she deserves” he spoke between kisses which had gotten you whimpering against his lips. 

He smirked softly trailing his needy wet kisses down along your jaw to your throat as his hands reached to unclasp your bra, before hooking his fingers around the shoulder straps to slide them down as far as he could.

Taehyung pulled back gently from the kiss to admire your exposed bare breasts as they heave slowly from the way you were catching your breath. He leaned in closer, exhaling slowly against your nipple which aroused goosebumps across your skin. Closing the gap he latched onto your nipple, sucking gently as his tongue swirled around the hardened bud. One hand came up to knead your other breast while the other ventured daringly between your legs as he slipped it underneath your skirt. You tilted your head back , moaning softly as you felt his fingers press up against your slick wet folds. He moved them so effortlessly, feeling around and spreading your wetness along his fingers. 

“Fuck you’re so wet my love. All of this for me?” he asked, humming against your nipple.

All you could do was whimper and nod, pushing your hips further into his touch as he continued to circle his fingers around your clit in a teasing manner.

“Taehyung please” you managed to let out in a breathy tone, feeling the pleasure inch up higher into your throat. 

He switches from one nipple to the other, mirroring his actions here as he kitten licks your sensitive bud. Taehyung teasingly presses the tip of his middle finger up against your entrance, before pushing it in gently, taking his time with you to make sure you properly felt the full force of his lust and desire for you. He looked up from your breast, examining your every expression as he pushed his finger further in you. It was as if his finger had no end, I mean you knew Taehyung had beautiful hands adorned with long slender fingers but you had only now realised as they were entering you just how long they are. Pressing the pad of his finger down against your walls he had no trouble finding your deepest most sweet spot,earning a deep long moan from you. 

“Ah, there it is” he said teasing before he began moving his finger in and out of you, making sure the tip of his finger brushed up against that soft spot within each stroke. 

You felt insane, the height of this euphoric sensation and stimulation he was giving you was out of this world, his hands looked soft from the naked eye but it's like this that you could really feel the coarse ridges of his finger tips. You couldn’t think much further as your thoughts were being muddled by the passionate movements of Taehyung's finger.

“Your slick wetness is making it much easier for me to reach in your tight walls my love” you gripped onto his upper arms feeling the definition of them and the way they were slightly flexed at the moment. You could feel the coil tighten quickly in your lower abdomen with the way Taehyung was skilfully and passionately fingering you. He could feel the change in your core and pushed you further as he pressed his thumb to your clit. Matching the pace and movements to both fingers he was dragging your climax over the edge and you could feel your eyes rolling to the back of your head. He was making all the right moves treating your body like a goddess. He worshipped your most sacred parts, your head was spinning from how tightly wound you were right now just teetering over the edge and you could feel that you were going to spill at any moment.

“Cum for me my love, let me have your sweet release” he begged as we knelt down so his face was level to your core. 

In an instant he replaced his thumb with his lips to your clit, greedily flicking the tip of his tongue on your more sensitive swollen bud. His finger was still moving in and out of you, making sure he pushed in deep with each stroke as he sucked on your clit. No words were coming out of your mouth and all you could manage was a high pitched moan as your thighs trembled, cumming in a large wave on his finger and tongue. As if he was dying of thirst, he lapped up every drop of your sweet release trickled down along his fingers.

“O-oh Taehyung… I-” he cut you off mid sentence with a soft kiss to your lips, the taste of your climax lingering on his tongue. 

“Sshh , I’m not done with you yet my love” he said, his lips just a mere centimetre away from yours. 

Your head was in a wild daze and you couldn’t collect your thoughts fast enough to process Taehyung pushing his pants down to his thighs to free his hardened dick. He was about average length and very above average on girth. His tip was smooth and red, hard and leaking beads of pre-cum. So ready to be engulfed by your wet warm heat as he slipped a condom on himself. He grabbed your thighs spreading them a bit more as he angled the tip of his dick to your entrance, coating himself in the remains of your first climax. You wrapped your arms around his neck securing yourself so you don’t fall over from the absolute mind fogging state of pleasure you were in. 

Slowly he guided his dick in, pushing up and into you till this tip kissed the entrance of your cervix. The both of you let out a symphony of moans as you felt his thick girth fill you up from deep in. Taehyung let you adjust to his girth, pressing soft kisses along your nape and neck. 

“You feel so fucking amazing my love, and I haven’t even started moving yet” you moaned at the way his voice was rumbling through your body making you cream just from the way he was speaking to you. 

“M-move , please” was all you could say , completely lost in the feeling of his dick pulsing softly inside of you. 

Taehyung held your hips securely as he began to set a pace, pulling out halfway and bottoming out with each thrust. His pace was slow, gentle, he was studying your every expression looking deep into your eyes and his hips moved with deep want and desire. 

“You’re mine” 

“I’m yours” 

“You belong to only me”

“I belong to only you” the last word came out in a long high pitched moan as Taehyung began pounding into you harder. 

“No one else can have you” he moaned, feeling the way your walls clenched around his dick. 

“No one else can love you more than I do”

“T-Taehyung” you whimpered, feeling his pace quicken and his trusting becoming harder. The tip of his dick smacking kisses to the entrance of your cervix with each thrust. 

“Cum for me, cum for me and show me who you belong to” he growled in your ear, maintaining his quick pace as he pounded in deep. 

Like a storm, your orgasm washed over you causing not only your thighs but your whole body to tremble and shake. Taehyung moaned and smirked against your cheek as he pulled out of you, ripping the condom off to cum on your thighs. The two of you were sweaty panting heavily as you calmed down from your extreme high. Taehyung held you firmly in his arm, feeling the weight of your body grow limp against him. He peppered gentle kisses along your jawline before leaning up to your ear to whisper softly.

“You’re mine, and I will do anything to keep it that way”

The next morning you woke to breakfast in bed with a very bubbly Taehyung and he was being the clingiest he’s been since the two of you first started dating. The two of you cuddled up in bed that morning talking about the event of last night and it was a playful intimate moment as you both enjoyed your morning tea. 

“So shall we head to the library for a date today? I have to work the shift there today. Maybe you could hangout with me there?” Taehyung chirped excitedly. 

“Oh my love I still have to go for my study date with Angie remember? My exams are in another two days and we still have a lot more to catch up on” you said with a soft playful pout.

Taehyung went silent for a moment, the smile on his face disappearing as he looked blankly in your direction. 

“Do you have to? You can study on your own too , with me. Doesn’t she have anyone else to go out with?” his tone sounded a bit annoyed and frustrated.

“Taehyung, I promised her we’d study together. Plus! She is my most cherished friend and I am her most cherished person in general. Angie doesn’t have any family or any other friend’s on campus. I can’t abandon her, especially during exam weeks . This is our finals and it’s very important my love” you reasoned with Taehyung while you brushed your fingers through your hair.

Taehyung seemed to be spacing out with every word you were saying, as if he were breaking down the sentences in little branches of more sentences and his train of thought was flying in all directions. You noticed the shift in his gaze and you leaned in to press a soft kiss to his cheek, which got him looking into your eyes with a soft pleading expression. 

“Don't leave my love, please?” he held your hands to his chest, as he begged you softly.

“I’m not leaving anywhere Taehyung, only to the campus library like I was yesterday. And just like yesterday I will be home to you as soon as we’re done, okay?” you said, pressing another kiss to his forehead. 

“Fine” he answered after a long deep exhale. 

“But, I might be home later than you. Because I have the closing shift, and I have to stay back till late to lock up the library.” he said looking as if he was deep in thought. 

“Are you sure you can’t at least convince her to study at the local library instead of the campus?” Taehyung pleaded a little more, trying all of his luck.

“My love, what has gotten into you? I am only at the campus library, with my best friend. I will be safe! And don't worry we won't overwork ourselves okay?” you said as you pressed another kiss to his cheek.

Taehyung nodded and looked up at you before sitting up at the edge of the bed, back facing you. 

“Let’s get ready for the day then” he invited as he grabbed his towel heading towards the bathroom.

Taehyung offered to drop you off at the Library even if you insisted you’d take the bus there. Upon arriving you quickly spotted Angie waiting by the library door with what you assumed were today’s study materials arranged in a stack in her arms. Leaning over you pressed a gentle kiss to your lover’s cheek before getting off, making your way towards your best friend but you noticed her gaze was fixed behind you instead. You waved your hand in front of her face to get her attention as you came up to stand by her.

“Hellooooo, earth to Angie!~” 

She snapped out of her lost train of thought before smiling widely at you. 

“Yes this is mission control Angie to Commander sweets” the two of you giggled as you made your way inside. 

“You alright there Angie? You looked kinda lost in thought there. Thinking of the exam?”

“No just.. It’s nothing” Angie answered, sounding a little distressed as you both took your seats at the table by the literature shelf. 

“That didn’t sound reassuring in the slightest. What happened Gie?” you asked, placing a hand on her shoulder.

“Well… Last night on my way home I felt as though I was being followed, or watched and it was so eerie. I heard footsteps near me but no one was around. I walked faster with the bottle of pepper spray I always keep with me and that’s when they stopped. But afterwards I heard the sound of a car driving off and when I turned to look I could barely catch a glimpse of what car it was since it sped off” 

“God that sounds so scary. Lucky you had that bottle of pepper spray on you to save you from whoever that was.”

“Yeah it was probably one of those creeps terrorising the other girls, remember those missing student cases they warned us about?” 

“You might be right, those poor girls went missing in the night and were never found after. Sometimes it’s scary to wonder what happened to them”

“Even scarier knowing all those girls were from our department from the past three years”

“I’d rather not think of that” you shuddered. 

“Yeah you’re right. Let’s get to catching up with these materials then, not finishing up this syllabus is far scarier” Angie jokes, lightening up the mood as you both giggled softly.

The rest of your study evening went smooth with the two of you covering more than what you’d initially planned. 

“I think we’ve done a lot today! I guess we can cut our study day short and have tomorrow be the last day to finish up the last bits before a recap” you said, slightly exhausted but hopeful.

“Exactly! Uugghh this means we’d get a day off to rest before the Exam. We could go get a drink?” Angie suggested playfully wiggling her eyebrows. 

“I’d like to NOT have a headache on the morning of the exam thank you very much” you said chuckling softly as you packed your books away. 

“You’re right you’re right. That would be wise, yeah. Then we’ll go on the last day of the exam, once our papers are officially over we’ll celebrate!” Angie suggested, the excitement in her voice present as clear as day.

“Now you’re talking. We’ll do that instead” 

“Alright, drinks on me when we go then”

“Promise?” you held your pinky up as Angie linked it with hers.

“Promise” she said and you exchanged laughs packing the last of your things. 

“Oh Gie, you want me to walk home with you? Taehyung has the closing shift at the local library today so he’ll be home late.” you offered as you both made your way to the exit of the library. 

“That’s fine sweets, I can get home on my own, don't worry about it! If it makes you feel better I'll text you when I get home okay?” she reassured with a wide smile, giving you a tight hug.

“Well if you’re sure, then okay. I’ll be waiting for that text okay?” you told her sternly in a caring tone as you gave her a squeeze. 

“Okay okayyy I will!” Angie pulled back from the hug flashing you a smile before walking the other direction as you made your way towards the bus stop.

Angie didn’t live too far from the area which is why she preferred walking everywhere. She also says it helps her “watch the neighbourhood for safety” but that was just Angie code for checking out the college guys that live around the area as well. She took her usual route home, putting her earbuds in as she clicked on her carefully curated playlist of songs that were perfectly set in a duration for her to reach her home. Angie enjoyed listening to loud music as silence wasn’t what she favoured. But that wasn’t the right choice for tonight however when a pair of strong arms wrapped around her tightly grabbing her off the quiet road into the bushes. Angie tried to scream but her mouth was covered, a large hand pressing over her mouth so hard she knew it’d bruise. She tried squirming to free her arm but it was no use against the larger body which caged her in place. The broad figure had pinned her to the grassy ground behind the bushes, her arms and legs restricted from any and all movement as she felt the warm breath of the person by her ear. Tears streamed down her face as her breath quickened.

“Enjoying what belongs to me? What do you have that I don’t… ” The voice spoke, a man.

His voice was hoarse and so deep she could feel it vibrating through her beating heat. Angie felt light headed, partly from the intense fear of this unknown body pinning her and partly from how tight her mouth and nose were covered. She tried wiggling her head with little enough success that allowed her to take a hard bite out of his palm. But before she could scream, the sting of a hard blow hit her head. Vision blurred as she stumbled to crawl on all fours. Her house was so close, visible right in front of her eyes behind the bushes. Angie lost all bearings in her mind as she fell unconscious on the grass. The last thing she saw were a pair of shoes and the faintness of his voice speaking.

“Consider this a warning. Do not play with what’s not yours” 

[22:40] You : I’m home my love! <3 Study date went great today! Will it be long before you get home? I miss you :( 

[22:46] TaeTae : I’m glad you’re home safe my love :) ! I'm just finishing up here.. I’ll be back in 10 minutes <3

[22:47] You : yay! See you soon then :3 

[22:47] TaeTae :  See you soon <3

You dropped your phone onto the bed, making your way to the bathroom to wash up from the day. It was humid to say the least and the campus library had the worst air conditioning. A long cold shower got you clean and cooled off enough to slip into your pyjamas. You picked up your phone to see no recent texts from Angie and you wondered if she had gotten home safely, but before you could type a text on your phone you heard a knock at the door.

“My love!” your boyfriend chirped happily, but clearly he looked exhausted. 

You wrapped your arms around him in a loving hug as you welcomed him home. 

“Aahh i’m glad you’re home my love. Did you have a busy day- What happened to your hand?!!” you grabbed his wrist to inspect his bandaged hand and he quickly pulled it away from your hold, wincing in pain.

“I had a little accident with the box cutter at the library today. We had a new shipment of books come in and I used the cutter to remove the tape seal and well…” he said sheepishly as he inspected his own hand.

“Taehyungie, you should’ve been more careful with sharp objects, you know that. Let me see how deep the cut is” you demanded walking closer to get a hold of his hand but he stepped back moving it away from you.

“I’m not supposed to remove it right now since the wound is fresh, it was quite deep cut. The medical assistant told me not to take this off or let it get wet for a few days so it heals without infection.”  he reasoned as he petted your head with his other hand. 

“I’m fine my love I promise, the cut will heal. He continued to reassure you, looking into your eyes. 

“Fine then, i’ll at least help you to plastic wrap it so it won’t get wet in the shower.” you said, sounding pouty as you returned his gaze. 

“Alright my love, you can do that. I’d appreciate that so much” he smiled softly at you, still petting your head. 

You helped to cover his bandaged hand with food safe plastic wrap before helping him undress for a shower. The night felt a little uneasy as you lay in bed next to your lover, still not receiving a text from Angie you laid on your bed spacing out at the many thoughts flooding your mind. 

“You look tense, my love, what's the matter?” you heard Taehyung quiz you worriedly as he climbed into bed next to you. 

“Angie told me something concerning today. She told me she felt like she was being followed home yesterday, and I offered to walk home with her today but she didn’t want me to and said she’d be fine. I told her to send me a text when she’s home but I didn’t get one yet. I’m worried.” you confessed in a rush, the worry in your tone clotting thickly in your throat. 

Taehyung remained silent for a few moments before speaking.

“Maybe she forgot and felt tired, and went straight to bed once she got home?” Taehyung suggested calmly as he caressed your arm.

“Maybe, I mean I will see her again tomorrow so I suppose maybe she’s fine. I’ll send her a text anyways.”  You said, picking up your phone to type the text to Angie. Taehyung watched you silently as he caressed your arm. 

[23:58] Me : Giieeeeee I hope you got home safe! Rest up well and I'll see you tomorrow Gie!

“You’ve had a long busy day today my love. Studying all those materials I saw Angie bring must’ve been so tiring. You best get some sleep now.” Taehyung spoke softly as he pressed a kiss to your temple. 

“Yeah, you’re right love.” you answered with a gentle smile, yawning.

“Rest my love, I’ll take care of you” he said, tucking stray strands of hair behind your ear.

The two of you cuddled closer, his arms wrapping around your waist as he pulled you into his bare chest. Soft, warm, firm and strong yet safe was what he felt like. His hand came to rest up behind your head as he caressed and pet you slowly, lulling you to sleep. 

The next morning you woke up to the gentle humming of a familiar voice as his hand caressed along your temples. 

“Hm?~” you began opening your eyes to the sight of your lover smiling fondly at you. 

“You sleep so beautifully, I could watch you all day my love~” he confessed in a gentle tone causing you to let out a soft groggy giggle as you leaned into his touch. 

“Did you watch me all night?”

“No~ just for about 10 minutes now” he smiled, his hand continuing to caress you.

“Where’s my phone? I wonder if Angie texted back” you asked, reaching for your phone on your nightstand.

Unlocking your phone you noticed a text from Angie, giving you a sigh of relief. But it didn’t last for long when your eyes scanned through the text followed by images attached to it. Your stomach dropped at the text that read ; 

[01:16] AngieGieee : Hey this is Angie’s housemate, Teresse. Angie was attacked by someone last night on her way home. She suffered a blow to her head and we found her unconscious outside the front door. Luckily her injuries aren’t fatal nor do they affect her brain, we don’t know who did this but we’ve logged a police report. Angie is doing okay right now after a hospital visit. But she will need to rest at home for the next two days. However she will still make it to the exams so don’t worry. You’re welcome to visit Angie in the morning. 

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You slapped your hand over your mouth gasping loudly as you looked at the pictures of your best friend. These looked like pictures taken by the police for evidence of assault and tears pricked at your eyes as you swiped through the pictures. 

“My love, what's the matter?” Taehyung asked, leaning closer to look down at your phone.

“What! Is that Angie?? What happened??” 

You wordlessly gave your phone to Taehyung to have him read the text. 

“Oh gosh, the poor girl… I’m glad she is home safe and resting at least” 

“ I have to go see her” 

Taehyung watched you as you got up quickly from the bed rushing to get ready. 

“My love but she is safe now, she’s resting at home. You don’t have to do you?”

“What are you talking about!! That’s my best friend and someone HURT her Taehyung, it’s all my fault! I should’ve walked her home like I insisted last night” you raised your voice in distress and you didn’t want to register any reasoning he was trying to give. 

“Did… did you just raise your voice at me?” Taehyung asked, sounding completely shocked as his eyes followed your wandering form around the room. 

You stopped to turn at him, your whole body softening at the sight of his big glossy eyes.

“I’m sorry.. I..I have to go see Angie. In fact I think I’ll stay with her to take care of her. It's my fault for not walking her home when she told me about being stalked the night before.” you walked up to Taehyung, cupping his cheeks as you pressed soft kisses to his lips.

“You’re leaving?... And you’re raising your voice at me when I never once raised my voice to you?”

“Taehyung my love, I’m sorry.. Please understand I need to be there for her. You would do the same if it was me who was attacked wouldn't you?” you said softly as you caressed his cheeks.

He leaned into your palm, closing his eyes. 

“Will I only be able to see you after the exams?...” he asked in a voice thick with tears that he swallowed back. 

“Yes, that is likely the case my love and I promise right after the exam I will be home to you.” you reassured him, pressing a long firm kiss to his forehead.

“Promise? You have to be back.. I still think that you don’t have to go since she has her roommate taking care of her…”

“I understand what you’re saying, but she isn’t close to her roommate. Plus, I feel guilty Taehyung. I promise and absolutely promise to come home after exams”

Taehyung sighed heavily in defeat as he nodded his head. 

“Fine….” Taehyung looked into your eyes, his expression was clearly pained but in the moment you couldn’t understand what made him feel so…defeated? His eyes were pleading you for something but you couldn’t understand what it was. Right now your thoughts were occupied by Angie’s well-being and you quickly packed the rest of your things for the stay. Taehyung remained silent watching you the whole time before he spoke up.

“Let me drop you off at her house then” he suggested blankly, standing up from the bed.  

You turned to look at him as he made his way out of the room, something was off about his behaviour in the moment that was unconsciously irking you but you couldn’t process it in the moment solely because you were more guilt ridden for Angie.

Pulling up to her street, you gather your bags and leaned over to press a quick kiss to Taehyung’s cheek. Just as you were about to open the car door you felt his hand grip your wrist tightly. Turning to look at him you met his pleading yet stern gaze. 

“You promise to be back after exams my love?” he asked, the grip on your wrist feeling a little too tight. 

“I promise my love, I will be back” you spoke softly, caressing the hand that was gripping your wrist. 

He leaned close to press a kiss to your temple , letting go of your wrist. You flashed a sweet smile towards him before hopping off the car making your way into the house. 

Teresse had greeted you at the door leading you up to Angie’s room, where she was sitting on the bed with a bowl of stew watching her favourite show on her laptop. 

“Oh Angie…” you let out the tears you’d held back, finally flowing in a slow stream. 

She turned to look at you with a surprised expression which was quickly replaced with concern as she made space for you on her bed. 

“Sweets, heey nooooo don’t cry. It’s okay see I’m fine” she consoled you , patting the space next to her.

You sat up on her bed taking her hands in your as you inspected the injuries on her face and body. Her head was bandaged and she had a deep bruise that spread from her left temple down to the corner of her left eye. Very faint bruises on her cheeks that looked like finger indents, and similar indent-like bruises across her arms. 

“Hey I know i’m hot stop checking me out” Even in a situation like this Angie could still make you crack a smile mid-tears.

“I’m not listening to you next time, I’m walking you home myself and walking everywhere with you from now on” you shot back, gently poking a spot on her arm that didn't seem bruised. 

“It’s not your fault sweets, please don’t blame yourself.” she reassured you, caressing your arm. 

“What..what happened that night?” you asked , wiping your tears off your face.

“My memory of it is hazy, all that I know is that I didn't hear the man come up behind me because of my earbuds. I remember him saying somethings to me but my heart was beating in my throat. I couldn't focus on what he was saying to me and all i was thinking is that I was either going be sexually assaulted, kidnapped or die trying to get away”

“And you chose option 3?...”

“Better than living in a violated hell right? Plus I wasn't going to go down without a fight. I tried to fight back but he was much larger than me so..” Angie shrugged.

“I feel guilty Gie, that’s why I’ve decided I’m staying here to take care of you. It’ll also be a good way for both of us to catch up on our studies. Plus! I think I need a different environment setting for a while. And the best place is definitely with you” you confessed, smiling at her.

You’d be lying to yourself if you said Taehyung wasn’t stressing you at the moment. No it wasn’t his fault, he just wants to keep you safe in his gaze that’s all . He loves you after all….doesn’t he?

The next few days go by with Angie and you finishing up on your study materials for the exam and having time to revise through the materials again. It felt so relaxing staying over with your best friend, you couldn’t remember the last time you felt this free and the more time you spent with Angie the more you realised how subconsciously on alert you were at all times. It felt like your body was put on manual drive and you had to control every bit and switch, but the past few days with Angie was a slow cruise on auto pilot and you felt more like yourself. Taehyung had texted you in between those few days casually checking up on you but remained more on the quiet side which was unusual for him but you didn’t pay it much thought since you were enjoying the space. You still texted him good morning and good night and updated pictures of your activities with Angie and how much of the syllabus you had caught up with, to which he’d reply enthusiastically. 

Your exams rolled around and it was a hustling mess of papers and words, spilling all the information you’d learned and revised with your best friend and suddenly it was the last day of your final papers. The History of Literature was the one you were most worried about but Angie reassured you that you both had studied enough to ace the whole exam. 

“Victoryyyyyy!!” Angie exclaimed as the two of you left the exam hall. 

“That felt like the weight of the whole fucking world came off our shoulders”

“Ugh! Tell me about it! Well!! Time to Party!”

“Woah woah woah , shouldn’t you be resting at home? FYI you haven’t fully recovered yet you know. That injury to your head could get worse with alcohol” you reasoned with Angie as the two of you made your way back to her place. 

“Oh ppffttt I’ll be fine!! Plus! I made a promise that drinks would be on me!, and I intend to keep my promise. Thank you very much!” she said playfully, shaking her head towards you.

 Promise…. Wasn’t there something else you promised? You thought about it for a moment before you responded back to Angie.

“Well, I mean.. YOLO right? And free drinks doooesss sound good. You know what? Let’s Party for old times sake Gie” you nodded at her with a wide smile. 

“Fuck yeah let’s celebrate and get hammered babyyyy”

The Flashing light and pulsing floor made your blood rush. The adrenaline and exhilaration of letting go and being free. Dancing the night away with Angie, occasionally taking breaks to down a few shots of Vodka Lemon and glasses of Whiskey on the rocks. The mixture of both liquors made your brain fuzz and go light, adding to the hype and feel of the musing making your whole body vibrate. You couldn’t remember the last time you had this much fun especially out with Angie and she was enjoying as much as you did. She of course was getting more attention from the frat guys in the club, word had spread about the incident with Angie and she had all the guys offering to get her drinks. She was enjoying her free drinks and attention as were you as the two of you stuck close together laughing through the night and loud music. 

“To Us!” she screamed over the music, holding her shot glass up to you.

“To Us! For successfully completing our finals!” You yelled back with a laugh as the two of you clink your glasses to down them. Bottoms up style. 

Just as your last shots for the night were placed on the bar table, your favourite song played. 

“Oh fuckk! This is our jam sweets!! Last dance, come on!” she excitedly dragged you back onto the dance floor as the two of you danced your hearts out to Shut Up and Dance by Walk the Moon.  

Returning back at the end of the song you both happily clinked your glasses again before downing the drink. 

“Ugh, either we’ve had too much to drink or this shot tastes like shit suddenly” Angie giggled as she shrugged, swaying slightly.

“Yeah… fuck I think we should get back. We’re way too drunk to be here longer” you managed to slur out, grabbing Angie and putting your arm around her shoulder as he wrapped her arm around your waist. 

It was too late in the night for a cab and those who hadn’t left yet would probably not leave till sunrise, so the two of you relied on your last ditch efforts to walk your way back to Angie’s. The road was quiet and most people were either still out partying or indoors fast asleep. The two of you started swaying a lot more the further you walked and your head started spinning too violently to hold your senses together. It didn’t just feel like your head was spinning, it felt like you were suddenly aware that the whole world was spinning. Angie stumbled and fell to the ground, causing you to fall on top of her as the two of you groaned and squirmed trying to get up. 

“We… we didn’t…. Drink… that much??... Did we??” Angie slurred out trying to pick herself up with no success, as she face planted into the ground again. 

Something wasn’t right, something was horribly wrong, you were trying your hardest to fight the pull and your eyes landed on a tall figure walking towards you. Your vision blurred, focusing in and out violently as you flailed your arms.

“Ssh, it’ll only hurt worse if you fight my love” you heard the shadowy figure in a muffled tone.

But wait.. My love?...

“T-...Taehyung?” 

Darkness.. Pitch Black.. Numbness..Absolute stillness and you felt nothing. You didn’t know how much time had passed, or what you’d registered before going unconscious was real. What Happened? What was going on? Where are you? 

Muffled noises came into focus as you attempted to open your eyes. You felt a sharp sting when your pupils adjusted to the light. A single yellow tinted bulb in the middle of a….basement? You slowly opened your eyes only to quickly shut them again at the flashing of a light. Was that Lighting? Couldn’t be.. You were inside somewhere. You kept your eyes shut for a few moments before you heard shifting and clicking. A camera. It was the sound of an old polaroid camera with its bright flash. You slowly turned your head towards the source, seeing a tall broad back, fluffy hair that curled at the nape, wearing a long black coat, long pants and shoes that were put on weirdly in a way that the heels were stepping on the back of the shoe which were folded under the feet that were wearing them. Your blood ran cold as your bearings came back in line to be fully aware of your surroundings. You were seated on a chair, hand bound together on your lap and your body strapped into the chair legs were bound to the legs of the chair. Flinching you gasped as you realised who it was you were looking at exactly. He turned around to face you, much to your horror that you were hoping who you were looking at wasn’t it. 

“Ah! My love, you're awake! I gave you some anti sober medicine so your head wouldn’t hurt when you woke up” he smiled widely at you, but you weren’t relieved to see him.

His face was decorated with what came into focus as blood splatter and it trailed over the front of his clothes and hands and even the camera he was holding. 

“T-Taehyung what…what’s going on. What are you doing?!” You exclaimed trying to free yourself from the restraints. 

“Hmm, well. Let me explain” He walked closer towards you, making you tilt your head up to look at him towering over you.

“You are my girlfriend. Mine. You being in this relationship with me means that you belong to me. You stay with ME. You love ME. You give your heart to ME. I took such great care of you, never once did I raise my voice. All I wanted was your love and to love you with all my heart. And I know!! I know you love me too. You’re the best one I’ve had yet. You made time for me, you kept your promises. But then… you were being taken away from me. Someone was stealing you from me. I knew that you wouldn’t break your promise. Surely you didn’t forget your promise. I know it was because of her. I gave her a warning. I told her to stay away, to not take what doesn’t belong to her. She never listened…”

Wait…Her?..Warning?... 

Every ounce of blood in your body drained and you felt the hairs on the back of your neck stand as your entire being went cold. Angie…

“Taehyung… where’s Angie… what…What happened, what did…What did you do to her Taehyung..” you gulped. Keeping your gaze locked onto him. 

He smiled in a way you had never seen him smile before and it sent shivers down your spine. 

“I’m sorry my love, truly I am. Your friend wasn’t as smart as I thought she’d be. If only she took the hint and pieced it together that she shouldn’t have come between us.” he said as he stepped aside, taking his stand next to you.

Horror. Absolute Horror. Blood. Flowers. Barbwires. In the middle of the gorey mess….. Angie.

Her body was contorted in an unnatural manner so clear that her bones were broken and posed that way. But.. it couldn’t be Angie.. Right? Angie had blue eyes, this body didn’t have any. Instead it was flowers, roses to be exact, that seemed to be growing out of the sockets or so it looked that way. Barbwire wrapped around her waist like a belt, except that it was piercing through her torso and more barbwire wrapped around her head like a crown, except it was crushing her scalp that blood was trickling down her face. It looked.. Artistic in the most horrendous way possible. You couldn’t believe what you were seeing, your mouth going dry and tears streaming uncontrollably down your face. You couldn’t cry out, nothing was coming out of your mouth, you were too stunned and in denial that whatever you were looking at wasn’t registering normally in your mind.

“I actually kind of liked Angie. I commended the way she took care of you and made you smile when I'm not around. Which is why I pieced her into art this way, to honour her. Sadly tho, that was the problem. She wanted to become my competition, mocking me by making you happy without me” he said as he petted your head.

“T…Taehyung…. An..Angie..” you couldn’t utter a single word beyond that. 

He kneeled down in front of you, cupping your cheeks a little tightly making you shift your gaze towards him. His thumbs whipped away your tears as he spoke, continuing to caress your cheeks. 

“Now there won’t be a single problem, you can come home with me. We could live peacefully together. You’d graduate, and I'd keep you with me forever while you become a writer. All while being home with me. You won’t have any interruptions and no one would take you away from me again. I’ll give you everything! Everything you ever want! I’ll take care of you! I’ll love you like no other.. Because you know that-”

“STOP IT TAEHYUNG! JUST STOP!” Your voice broke out violently as you shook your head from his grasp. Taehyung, startled by the volume of your voice, had sat down on the floor, looking at you with wide eyes. 

“How could you!!!! How could you???!!! She was my BEST FRIEND!! SHE DIDN’T DO ANYTHING WRONG!! I HATE YOU I HATE YOU !! YOU’RE A MONSTER!!!” 

“I’m not a monster… I’m not….stop that my love don’t say that” He kneeled scooting closer to you.

“YOU ARE!! YOU ARE A MONSTER!! I HATE YOU LET ME GO YOU MON-”

“I’M NOT A MONSTER!!!” The sheer volume of his voice made you feel as if the whole room was shaking. He pressed his face into his palms and took a deep breath before continuing. 

“I’m sorry, I’m so.. So sorry my love. I didn’t mean to yell , yeah? Here!! Here let me untie you. Just stay, stay with me okay? You’ll be happy!” he spoke quickly as he grabbed a knife that was stained with blood. 

He cut the restrains off of you and in an instant you lunged towards him, pinning him to the floor. Blow after blow you punched as hard as you could. 

“HOW COULD YOU??!! HOW COULD YOU HOW COULD YOU?!!!” Each blow seemed to be bruising him, causing a tear at his lip, bruising him even more around the eyes but she was…smiling. That same eerie smile, and he grabbed your fists with ease violently pushing you off of him causing you to hit your head on the ground upon impact. It made you dizzy, dizzier than you were before and you watched Taehyung stand up, wiping the little amount of blood from the corner of his lip before licking it clean off his finger. He leaned down to pick the knife up as he wiped it on his shirt, walking his way towards you slowly. 

“I wanted to love you, give you all my love and Love you I shall. I will keep you with me forever and nothing is going to stop me from doing that. Not even you.” 

A sharp sting….Right in the middle of your chest. Your mind was fogging, Breath slowing as tears streamed down your cheeks. Slowly losing all senses in your body as Taehyung cradled you in his arms. 

“This heart, Belongs to me and Always will” He tucked the hairs away from your face, smiling softly at you as tears painted his own cheeks.

"Rest now my Love, and know that you will be safe with me from here on now. You will live forever, for I love you more than anyone else ever has and ever will'' The wide smile of your lover burned into your memory as you closed your eyes, slipping into silence in the arms of the man whom you'd sacrificed your heart to. Never in your whole life did you ever think something like this could happen to someone like you, that you'd ever meet a man quite like him.

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[stevesbipanic]

Hi! Just saw your post about steve learning morse code (and the implied Eddie survival/rescue) and it made me grin thinking about how ~after~ that round of horror settles the two of them would find hmm, creative ways to take advantage of this (bc if after Eddie's been trapped there with one(1) phrase he can signal he'd probably feel better learning the rest once he's free. Just in case) but anyway my point! Imagine the two of these dorks gossiping & roasting their children in front of them ~🎶🐧

Morse Code Ficlet glad you liked it, here's a part 2 from your ask ❤️

After Eddie, who had secondhandedly received some of El's healing when she saved Max, had been rescued, he spent a long time in hospital. Steve spent the majority of his time with him too, only leaving when forced out by Robin or Hopper even though Steve would've happily slept in the chair. Both boys felt they had a second chance at what they'd felt for the other and they weren't going to waste it.

Eddie spent a lot of his time reading to Steve, telling him that he can't be seen dating someone that doesn't know that Mordor is a place not a person. They went through all of Eddie's books then all of his music and still Eddie had to stay in hospital. Steve knew that Eddie was becoming increasingly bored and restless and so one day he bright in his own stack of books.

"What's this, Stevie?"

"My morse code books, I thought since it saved you life, I should teach you the rest in case you ever need it again."

By the time Eddie left hospital he had memorised the whole alphabet.

Despite learning under the pretense of needing it for emergencies, Steve and Eddie started using it all the time.

When Steve felt a migraine coming on and it hurt too much to talk he'd just tap out the word to Eddie even if he was across the room and they would leave.

If a room was becoming too overwhelming for Eddie or too loud he'd sign help to Steve and they'd go outside for a breather or a smoke break.

They'd have full conversations about the kids right in front of them just to mess with them.

"That kid has such an attitude today, he gets it from you ya know."

"You're the dramatic one, he gets it from you."

"He was like thos when you sent him to high school, Stevie, learnt his mama's sass."

"You take that back I'm not sassy!" Steve yelled out loud.

"Whatever you two are tapping out Steve you're definitely sassy."

"Wounded by my own flesh and blood, Robin"

"My mother would adopt you in a heartbeat so don't let her hear you say that."

The kids had tried learning when they realised the boys were talking about them a lot. Only Erica figured it out completely and joined in sometimes. Dustin claimed to know it perfectly but they tapped your hat looks dumb today and he didn't react so they were pretty sure they were in the clear.

Eddie had been acting weird all week and Steve was worried. Were they breaking up? Was Vecna back? Was this a code red? They were lying on the couch when Steve couldn't take it anymore.

"Eddie what's wrong? You've been acting weird lately and if you're just going to break up with me I'd rather you just say it rather than prolonging it because I don't know if I can handle this much longer."

"Hey hey hey no I'm not breaking up with you, sweetheart, I promise."

"Then why have you been acting strange?"

Eddie took a deep breathe and rested his hand on Steve's knee, slowly tapping out three words.

"Oh Eds, I love you too."

Morse code had saved them and Morse code would always keep them together.

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