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writingmeraki · 9 months

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beware of the monsters in the dark !

a park sunghoon drabble !

genre : fluff! just fluffy fluff <3

pairing : sunghoon x gn!reader, established relationship! secret relationship!

warnings : none other than kissing and cussing. let me know if I missed anything though !

author's note : okay so first foremost, hi everyone, it's been AGESS I know i promise I'm alive, just busy with uni that started last week and it's has been tiring but hopefully when I'm adjusted to it morez I'll be able to get more time to write so don't worry I haven't left writing <3 this was a very random drabble idea I got one time when the lights went off at my place hehe, it has been sitting in my drafts for so long so I thought why not finally free it <3 honestly idk I might kinda love this but I hope I don't end up hating it 💀 this one is for you anonnie who requested anything Sunghoon :D I hope you like it and let me know what you think of this !

word count : 2.2k

based on this request !

Your heart felt full as you looked around the room full of your favorite people.

Best friend since you could basically speak, Kim Sunoo had a huge grin on his face. His happiness is visible in his entire form, his eyes forming crescents and hands over his mouth to stifle his giggles.

Three of your other close friends, Heeseung,Jake and Jay. One's you made during your insufferable chemistry class when you were paired up as partners with Jay yet instead of getting one friend, you ended up with three somehow as if coming in like a package.

Then came Niki and Jungwon, your juniors who were also a part of your dance club. They were like your younger brothers who irritated you and you'd basically adopted them.

After everyone, of course you left the best for last, because not only was he your favorite but he was very special to you as well.

Park Sunghoon.

Your boyfriend of around ten months now.

He sat beside you, laughing along at something Niki said, eyes averting from his to yours for a brief moment, making sure not to stare for too long or it'd become suspicious.

Your fingers brushed against his briefly, feeling a sense of want to just interwine your hands but you knew you couldn't.

Not yet at least.

You see,yes the both of you were dating but, it wasn't something that was public.

You were in a secret relationship and Sunghoon definitely played the role of being your best friend who you made when you got lost in the library.

Well technically, it did start out as that, you getting lost in the library and Sunghoon then finding you and guiding you. But let's just say after that day, you both departed with butterflies and something that would soon blossom into what it was now.

Choosing to keep it private was tough. Especially from your actual best friend, Sunoo but you chose to keep it because well it's better to keep these things private isn't it?

"You're zoning out again Y/N come on, you have to pick between truth or dare!"

Exclaimed Jungwon in an enthusiastic voice which made you snap out of your thoughts.

You cleared your throat before you answered,

"Uh…I'll pick dare?"

You immediately regretted your decision, like you mostly do with your life decisions, when you noticed the mischievous expression on Niki's face.

"Well well well we finally caught them now!" He told in a sort of evil like tone as if he was able to trap you in his antics.

Rolling your eyes at his words, you sighed and clicked your tongue,

"Give me the dare already." You said, almost in a tired voice because you knew he'd give something ridiculous.

"Okay so, I dare you to…" Before Niki could finish his sentence, suddenly everything went black.

Not because you fainted though.

But because the lights went off.

"Not again!"

"What the fuck-"

"JAKE THERE'S A CHILD-"

"I'm not a kid though !?"

You could tell who said what which made you snort, so as calmly as you could, you said

"Well it looks like the power went off."

"Oh really? How ever could we have noticed so?" Said the voice beside you in an overexaggerated tone which made you hit his arm.

Sunghoon groaned at your violent behaviour, rubbing his arm,

"Ow! For a tiny human, you definitely know how to hit!"

"Okay wait guys I'll go with Jay and we'll try to figure out why the power went off again,likely because of overload or something like last time." Heeseung spoke up as he turned on his phone flashlight.

The flashlight engulfed a small section which lit up Heeseung's face and for a moment, he looked like a horror movie character.

"Jumpscare!" Niki screamed loudly which made you chuckle again, Jungwon hitting him now because he seemed to have screamed right in his ear.

"Can you turn down your volume or something?! You'll literally burst my ears!"

Jungwon whined at Niki as Heeseung rolled his eyes, already tired of their antics.

Jay got up and moved beside Heeseung carefully, making sure not to trip over anything.

"So we'll be back in a few, hopefully the lights will work, Jake you're responsible for all of them!" Heeseung said as he turned around,pointing his flashlight down the hall, which honestly seemed creepier in the dark.

"We're not kids that need babysitters!" You said as you scoffed at what Heeseung said, which you did feel a little offended by.

"He's not wrong though." Jake coughed out as you glared at him through the dark.

It was dark once again, choosing not to turn on unnecessary flashlights which would then drain your batteries.

"Wait, we'll go look for candles so at least something would be visible, be right back!"

Sunoo and Jake got up and made their way towards the kitchen which was a little further away.

"Hoon you take care of them now!"

"Hey what did I say!-"

"Yeah okay." Sunghoon replied to which you directed your anger towards him, slightly pouting at him for not taking your side.

Sunoo and Niki seemed to be in their own world as they argued on and you could hear them in the dark but chose not to say anything.

"You know, I have an idea." Sunghoon moved closer to you, using the darkness as a benefit and now pulling you into his side.

He spoke in a light tone, making sure to whisper as to not alert the other two who seemed to be in their own world arguing about some show as far as you could remember listening to.

"How about you repay for your forgiveness by kissing me right now?" His low voice sent shivers down your spine as he whispered in your ears.

"Forgiveness? What did I do that I need your forgiveness huh?" You whispered back as you moved your hand up to feel where his face would be.

Poking around before he held your hand that was now holding his cheek, he said,

"Well you did kind of hit me pretty hard back there."

"Oh please, you deserved it." You giggled as you rubbed circles on his cheek with your thumb as you sat before him your legs folded beneath you.

His were sprawled wide open which gave you the space to move between then and closer to him.

One hand resting in his shoulder, you moved your head closer to his,

"But you're lucky I love you."

You pressed your lips against his soft ones and as if it were second nature, he responded without hesitation.

His hands moved to your waist and his thumbs rubbed on the hip bones, as you squeezed his shoulder and moved one hand across his hair.

"Guys, you still awake?" Came a voice across you.

You quickly pulled away in shock, completely forgetting you weren't alone and thanked fate that they weren't able to tell how you'd just have a makeout session with your supposed best friend.

Sunghoon cleared his throat, making sure you didn't accidentally fall before he answered.

"Uh yeah haha, we got tired, I mean I got kinda tired so I dozed off and well Y/N is uh…"

"Oh I was just resting my eyes too! The um dark atmosphere is making me feel sleepy?" You said questionably trying not to sound suspicious.

Lucky for you both, they couldn't see you so they didn't say more and actually got convinced by your stupid excuses.

Being a bit far from you, they also couldn't hear the deep breaths you took when you separated which would give away what you'd been doing.

Suddenly before you could say anything or anyone could say anything, the lights came on.

"Oh wow! That actually feels like hell-"

"Oh my Gosh!! Finally!"

You had to blink to adjust your eyes to the new evasion of the sudden brightness.

Before you could speak, you turned to Sunghoon to see him when you noticed something.

MY LIPSTICK! SHIT!

Even if in the dark, no one would be able to tell whether you kissed him or not, in the light, the proof was quite visible to anyone with great eyes.

The same shade of lipstick now smudged all over his lips as yours was too destroyed. His hair being disheveled being a bonus proof.

Unfortunately for you, you weren't the only ones there and before you could even point it out, someone else did it for you.

"Uh hyung were you trying to apply lipstick in the dark in your sleep or something-"

Niki spoke up innocently which made a confused Jungwon look at what Niki was observing as he was previously looking at the kitchen down the hall to see when Jake and Sunoo would be back now that there was no need for candles.

He blinked once and he blinked twice. His gaze averted to yours who was already looking away while gulping as he zoned in on your lips and once again looked back at his hyung.

Wait.

His eyes widened in realization and his jaw dropped quite literally.

"Niki that's not!" Interruptions were always the worst but they seemed even worse when you saw all four of the ones who had gone walk in at comically the same time.

"Finally we got the lights working again!"

"Yeah right that's because of me hyung who did all the hard work."

"We couldn't find the candles but now we don't even need them!"

"Obviously genius."

Jay rolled his eyes as he looked at Jungwon who seemed to be in a sort of comical expression of shock which made him snort.

He followed his gaze as he now looked at a slightly horrified Sunghoon who was looking at you.

You just blinked back at him, not sure what to say or do because obviously one person was already able to catch on to what was going on, or what had happened in the dark.

Now making that three as Niki who seemed to remain in oblivion until he saw the same shade on your lips.

And the cherry on top of this disastrous sundae was Jay figuring it out, Jay who couldn't for the love of all things beautiful, shut his mouth.

"Did you two fucking kiss?!"

"Language!" Heeseung said before anything and once he realized what Jay had said, he too looked at the both of you now.

Your head snapped towards Jay as you looked at him sheepishly.

Jake and Sunoo, who were once arguing, looked at the both of you and suddenly it felt like everything was already over.

"No! What-"

Sunghoon fake scoffed as he blew a raspberry.

"Uh…yes?"

You gulped as you fiddled with your hands, seeing no point in lying as you looked back at Sunghoon who'd spoken the opposite.

He sighed as he just nodded,

"Yeah we did."

There was a pause after his agreement before Jake loudly exclaimed,

"Alright give me my 100 bucks! Jay and Hee pay up!"

Groaning Jay spoke up,

"I am telling you I won't be giving you a penny because I never bet they were in a relationship or not, it was already obvious they were!'

"Hey now come on, sometimes we make decisions…" Heeseung smiled almost sheepishly.

"Gross the both of you were infront of us!!"

Niki said disgusted as he judged the both of you.

"Oh thank gosh I haven't had to see them kiss or else I'd actually pour bleach in my eyes." Jungwon sighed in relief as he too then agreed with Niki.

Sunghoon and you looked at each other, quite obviously confused as to why no one seemed to be mad about not telling them sooner.

Lucky for you, Sunoo seemed to have read your mind and replied,

"Oh don't worry, we aren't mad or anything if that's what you're worried about, it's your relationship, you can reveal it to us whenever but just saying you were both pretty obvious from the get go! And oh! These three had bet on it too!"

"I never was involved!" Jay exclaimed in between and then went back to arguing his way out of Jake's gaslighting.

"You all knew?" Sunghoon asked, still stunned at how…normal everyone was behaving.

"Please, getting them gifts and flowers, them wearing your clothes and even more gross coupley stuff wasn't obvious enough then call us stupid." Sunoo told him and he sighed,

"Oh these three are giving me a headache, I need something to drink, be right back and of course congratulations on your reveal!" He said happily as he turned around to head back to the kitchen.

You paused and looked back at Sunghoon who seemed to do the same.

"It was that easy huh?" He was stunned and the look on his face only made it more hilarious,so honestly you couldn't help it.

Bursting out in giggles, you felt relieved at how your relationship was revealed, wondering if you should have done it sooner or ever even hid it.

At your giggles, Sunghoon soon seemed to smile as he shook his head, hearing the argument going on in the room with Niki and Jungwon both now poking into the argument.

You didn't just feel your heart being full now, it felt like you had a weight lifted off your shoulders and looking back at Sunghoon, you were more than grateful for whatever that happened.

And wait.

It seemed that the shade of lipstick suited him more now, maybe you should properly apply it on his lips again, of course using your favourite method which was placing your lips on his, like always.

all written works as well as images and edits (unless credited) belong to pri.do not plagiarise, repost, re-edit or claim as yours. pics mostly found on pinterest.

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loveroftoomanyfandoms · 2 months

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Mise en Place, Chapter 3

Pairing: Chef!Matt Murdock x F!Journalist!Reader

Rating: M

Story Summary: Things are looking up for Chef Matthew Murdock -- Not only was he the subject of a front-page article in the New York Bulletin, but (after a few misunderstandings) he managed to get a date with you, the beautiful journalist who wrote the feature.

Now that Matt is no longer the subject of one of your features, your budding relationship with him is starting to simmer -- until someone from Matt's past threatens to turn off the heat.

With another obstacle in your way will your and Matt's relationship cool, or can the two of you work together to put "everything in it's place"?

Warnings/Tags: Hallmark levels of fluffy, cheesy goodness, no use of Y/N, Matt is not a vigilante, developing relationship, things gone get SPICY later 🔥 (aka smut in future chapters), things gone get angsty for a minute first though 😈

Word Count: ~1850

A/N: I finally figured out how I want the story to flow, so please note the change in summary!

Divider by @theradioactivespidergwen

Tag List: @danzer8705 @shouldbestudying41 @capylore @mattmurdockstateofmind @yarrystyleeza

“Hey, sorry I'm late,” Matt said as he entered his and Foggy's office the next morning. “I stopped by the florist on my way here and it took a bit longer than I expected. Who knew flowers all had different meanings?”

“It’s fine,” Foggy replied. “So…you look happy. I take it your date was a success?”

Matt huffed out a laugh. “It was. Thanks again for your help.”

“No problem, dude. Anytime. I mean it.”

Matt took his coat off and hung it on the coat rack. “So how's this week's order looking?”

“Well in both good and bad news, we have lots of stuff left over from last week's order, so all we really need to order is our usual perishables and the stuff for the new menu items that we don't already have on hand.” Foggy paused. “...Or at least we would've if we hadn't gotten a bunch of new reservations, including 12 just for tonight.”

Matt grinned. “Really? That's great!”

“Yeah, and almost all of them said that they had heard of us through the Bulletin article.”

Matt sighed. “I know I was an asshole about that at first, but seriously, thank you for setting that interview up.”

Foggy chuckled. “Honestly I'm just glad it all worked out in the end -- both professionally and personally. Oh, and by the way, Skyler told me this morning that the Bulletin would be covering Kingpin's closure but she wasn't sure yet who would be writing the article or when exactly it would be out.”

Matt wondered if you would get the assignment – after all, you did write a lot of other stories in addition to your weekly features. “I still can't believe Kingpin actually got shut down. I mean I can believe it, but we always suspected that Fisk had most of the Health Department on his payroll and that it would never actually happen.”

Foggy huffed out a laugh. “Too bad for him that one of the few health inspectors not on the take did the inspection this time.”

Matt nodded. Mahoney was one of the honest ones. “Did Brett say anything else?”

“Just that he was sure that Fisk was going to try to appeal the shutdown but that with the number and severity of violations there was no way he was going to win it.” Foggy paused. “You know, that makes me wonder if there's going to be an internal investigation into the health department.”

Matt hummed. “It’s more than likely. Because of the shutdown they'll probably pull the records for Kingpin's previous inspections, and if they do I really wouldn't be surprised if they found discrepancies in the reports.”

He shook his head. “Alright, let’s get to work on prep. I have a feeling we're going to be a lot busier than usual tonight.”

“Hey, Ellison wants to see you right away,” Skyler said as soon as you walked into the Bulletin.

You nodded as you walked over to your desk and locked your purse in your drawer. “Okay. Coffee afterwards?”

“Of course.”

You smoothed out your blouse and walked to Ellison's office, then knocked on the open door. “Hey, Skyler said you wanted to see me?”

Ellison nodded. “Hey, yeah, come on in.”

You walked in and closed the door, then took a seat. “What's up?”

“I wanted to fill you in on yesterday,” Ellison replied. “Although I'm sure you've probably already heard at least most of what happened.”

You nodded with a wince. “Yeah, I heard that Kelsie didn't exactly go quietly.”

Ellison huffed out a laugh. “Yeah, ‘quiet’ is definitely not a word I would've used to describe her departure. I tried to handle things peacefully without having to get security involved and without the rest of the staff knowing exactly what was going on, but she insisted on causing a scene on her way out the door.”

You shook your head as you imagined Kelsie being dragged out of the Bulletin kicking and screaming. “I bet that made for an interesting staff meeting.”

Ellison sighed. “Actually, because of her antics I spent most of the day filling out extra paperwork and had to postpone this week’s meeting to today.”

“Oh, okay.”

Ellison studied you for a moment. “So how are you doing?”

You shrugged. “All things considered, I'm actually doing okay. Chef Murdock stopped by my apartment yesterday morning to apologize for getting so upset with me over Kelsie's article, then he…” A soft smile spread across your face at the memory of your evening with Matt. “He asked me to have dinner with him.”

Ellison raised an eyebrow. “I take it from the look on your face that dinner was off the record, so to speak?”

You huffed out a laugh. “Yeah, it was.”

“Then that's all I need to know.” Ellison turned back towards his computer. “Staff meeting in 10. Tell the others for me, would you please?”

“Sure thing.” You stood and turned to leave.

“Oh.” Ellison said your name. “One other thing.”

You turned back towards him. “Sir?”

“Just so you know…” Ellison shot you a small smile. “I’m happy for you.”

You nodded with a smile of your own. “Thank you, Mitch. I really appreciate it.”

“Alright, get out of here.”

You walked out of Ellison's office. “Boss said staff meeting in 10 minutes, everyone,” you announced as you exited Ellison's office.

“And don't be late!” Ellison chimed in from his office.

Skyler followed you to the break room. “So, how'd it go last night? I've been dying to know.”

You got your coffee cup from the cabinet and filled it with water. “Honestly, it was amazing. Matt served dinner up on his rooftop, where we ate and talked for hours before going back down to his apartment for dessert.”

A sly grin spread across Skyler's face. “Was it cake?”

You shook your head with a laugh as you poured your water into the office Keurig and put a pod in. “No, it was not cake, actually, it was chocolate mousse, which was so good.”

You closed the Keurig and pressed the start button. “Oh my gosh, that reminds me… while we were eating dessert Matt told me I had some on the corner of my mouth so I wiped at it and asked if I got it, but then he shook his head, wiped at the corner of my mouth with his thumb, then kissed me.”

Skyler huffed out a laugh. “Way to make a move.”

“I know, right?” You grinned. “Afterwards I asked him how he even knew I had chocolate mousse on my face and he suddenly got all shy and said that he didn't know, he just wanted to have an excuse to kiss me.”

Skyler shook her head. “Oh my God, that's so damn cute.”

You nodded. “I told him he didn't need an excuse to kiss me, so he kissed me again and we wound up making out in his kitchen.”

Skyler chuckled. “Get it, girl.”

You waited as your coffee finished brewing then moved your cup over to where the sugar and creamer were kept to fix your coffee to your liking while Skyler brewed hers. “Anyway, Matt said that he had been imagining all week what it would've been like to kiss me and that he definitely wants to keep seeing me, then since by that point it was getting late he walked me home before kissing me good night.”

“Aww. So when's your next date?”

You shrugged. “I’m not sure, but he said he was going to call me at some point today.”

You took a sip of your coffee before nodding in satisfaction. “So finish telling me about your date with Foggy. Did you two kiss?”

Skyler shook her head. “No, we just hugged, but he gave me a kiss on the cheek yesterday when he brought me lunch and we're getting together Sunday afternoon, so who knows what might happen?”

You grinned. “You might be getting some cake of your own soon.”

Skyler laughed. “Fingers crossed.”

She added a bit of sugar and creamer to her coffee before stirring it in. “Come on, let's get to the conference room.”

The two of you headed back down the hallway to the conference room and took your usual seats along with the rest of the staff.

A few minutes later, Ellison walked in. “Okay, let's get this over with. As most of you already know, Kelsie is no longer employed by the New York Bulletin. Before you ask, no, I'm not revealing exactly why. Just know that any sort of unethical journalistic behavior will not be tolerated and are grounds for immediate dismissal.”

Robert, who handled the local crime beat, raised his hand. “So who's taking over the food and restaurant circuit?”

“Luckily with this being Restaurant Week everything is already covered for now,” Ellison replied. “We'll be advertising the position starting next week however, so if anyone is interested, let me know.”

“Think you want to apply?” you whispered to Skyler.

“No way,” she whispered back. “Kelsie probably put a curse on the position before she left.”

Ellison cleared his throat. “Now on to important business -- this week's new assignments. Skyler, you're covering the Fall Food Festival at the community center on Thursday night.”

Skyler nodded. “No problem.“

He said your name.

You nodded. “Yes, sir?”

“It's too late to get anything about Kingpin’s shutdown to print, but do you think you can at least get me five hundred words by noon for the online edition?”

“Absolutely, sir.”

“Great. In addition, I'm approving your next three weekly features since I know you'll be busy with the food drive for the next couple of weeks and will need to fit the interviews in when you can. And speaking of the food drive, I'm issuing a personal challenge to all of you -- let's fill up those boxes and make this the best food drive possible!”

Ellison finished giving everyone their assignments. “Alright, let's move, people. The news waits for no one and we're already behind.”

You stood and headed back to the bullpen.

To your surprise, a beautiful bouquet of pink and white roses sat on your desk, your name on the small attached envelope. A note in the security guard’s handwriting accompanied it.

These arrived for you while you were away from your desk, so I took the liberty of bringing them up to you.

--Phil

Skyler gasped. “Are those from who I think they're from?”

A broad smile spread across your face. “I certainly hope so.”

You took the card out of the envelope, your heart fluttering when you saw the message printed on it.

Thinking of you and our dinner together last night. Can't wait to see you again.

--Matt

You pulled your phone out of your pocket and sent Matt a quick text. Thank you so much for the flowers. They're beautiful!

(By the way, I'm thinking of you too and also can't wait to see you again. ❤️)

You put your phone away, hoping that you'd get to thank Matt in person soon.

#lotmf writes #Mise en Place Masterlist #Chef!Matt Murdock x Reader #matt murdock x you #matt murdock x reader #matt murdock x f!reader #matt murdock x fem!reader

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case-of-traxits · 4 months

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sephiroth and/or reno for the character ask thingy if you're still accepting! you can do either or both it's up to you <3

OOOH THE TIDDY SQUAD

For the Opinion Meme || Still accepting!

Sephiroth

Sexuality Headcanon: Aaaah, Sephiroth. I see Sephiroth as more or less demisexual with surprisingly (to him) possessive romantic leanings when his emotions are engaged.

Gender Headcanon: Cis male. I'm so boring with gender headcanons. XD

A ship I have with said character: All right, surprising no one, I adore Sephiroth/Tseng. Like, I just think they're so good for each other before, you know, Nibelheim. I think Sephiroth needs someone patient with him, someone willing to let him go at his own pace when it comes to figuring things out, and Tseng is very happy to let him do so.

That said, I also really like Sephiroth/Genesis. I tried my best to get some written for Sephesis Week, but I just couldn't get the dynamic I wanted on the page. I'll have to try again.

A BROTP I have with said character: Angeal and Genesis and Glenn and Lucia and Matt. I just. I want Sephiroth to have all of the friends, tbh. T_T

A NOTP I have with said character: I used to ship Aerith/Sephiroth really hard when I was young (I feel like in part because it side-stepped me out of the Aerith/Cloud/Tifa thing), but honestly, I don't know that I could ship them together anymore. It would be... It would have to be a very weird relationship, and most of what I see just tries to push it into very simple boxes.

A random headcanon: Sephiroth is quietly brilliant with all things science-related, and when Gast was still around, he was occasionally allowed to follow Reeve around the Science department as he did work on reactor designs. This lasted until Gast vanished and Hojo took over, when Sephiroth was around eight.

A year later, Reeve took the reactors from Science and started putting together what would eventually be Urban Development, and the next time he and Sephiroth saw one another, Sephiroth was a SOLDIER and Reeve was a director.

General Opinion over said character: I love Sephiroth. I have a particular soft spot for sane!Sephiroth, mostly because that's the time period I prefer to write in.

BONUS! A song I associate with the character: Midnight, by Jorge Mendez.

Reno of the Turks

Sexuality Headcanon: Aromantic, and definitely on the asexual spectrum. He is perfectly happy to have sex with someone-- no repulsion or anything; he just doesn't feel sexual attraction to any individual.

That said, he'd climb Rude like a tree, if Rude will let him. In no small part because he is 100% aware that Rude experiences romantic and sexual attraction, and Reno wants their partnership to be unbreakable on Rude's end.

Gender Headcanon: Cis male, but he's far less attached to the 'male' part of his identity than most of my characters.

A ship I have with said character: I... don't know that I have any happy ships with Reno, but I have plenty of absolutely heartbreaking ones.

Reno/Rude - A classic for a reason, but I suspect Rude leans a little more straight than most of my others, so it's always temporary to some degree.

Tseng/Reno - Ah, Tseng/Reno. A favorite and the bane of my existence, all at once. Basically, my default Reno and Tseng are in a D/s relationship where Tseng has carte blanche to tell Reno... anything. Because of that, I write it where Tseng would never let himself press into a sexual relationship with Reno, just because he knows that Reno cannot tell him no emotionally. For more information on this, I recommend my "Reno and Loyalty" meta that I just cross-posted from my old RP blog!

Reno/Elena/Rude - So this starts out as Reno wanting to tie Elena into the group a little more during the OG. (Curious what that looks like? I've written it here.) And when it's become a regular thing and they have a rhythm and everything, Reno... slowly pulls back. It's after AC and everything, and it's really gradual. And he doesn't pull back from them because he dislikes them or anything, he just... He knows what long term relationships are supposed to look like, and they don't usually include "someone like him," you know?

Reno/Tifa/Rude - This starts out super great, but just like Reno/Elena/Rude, will almost inevitably end with Reno pushing Rude and Tifa together and drifting off from them.

A BROTP I have with said character: Reno and any Turk, frankly.

A NOTP I have with said character: Mm. Most Tseng/Reno stuff, frankly. But not because I don't love it! I just love... specific variants of it.

A random headcanon: Reno has five younger sisters that he's responsible for. They live in the slums when he's first hired on into the Turks, but eventually, Reno gets them moved Above the Plate.

General Opinion over said character: Reno was the first canon FF7 character that I ever RPed, well over 20 years ago now. He's got a special spot in my heart, as I'm sure you can tell, given my icon is basically this icon on everything.

BONUS! A song I associate with the character:

There ain't no scene in the VIP for me So you can take your class, shake your ass And drown in that martini 'Cause there ain't no scene in the VIP for me It's understood that you're all too good This shit is crazy [...] I wanna get down, down and get dirty Sick of this scene, it doesn't deserve me Uh-oh, there's gotta be somewhere else to go 'Cause I wanna get off, get a bit trashy Wanna get hot, get a bit nasty Uh-oh, baby, let's go

-- VIP, by Ke$ha

#Sephiroth #Reno of the Turks #FF7 #Final Fantasy VII #Character Opinion Meme #asks #this was fun #THE TIDDY SQUAD #That would be a ship name tbh

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stabs-cake-with-salieris-dagger · 9 months

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Recently I've made some interesting and surprising findings about mor that seem lesser known in the fandom (or maybe I just don't dig deep enough) Also I accidentally hit ctrl z while almost finishing up the post that I spent the past hour or so typing and it deleted most of what I've typed......... with tears I retyped everything again SIGH (resulting in me not proofreading any of this) 1. So I remember seeing somewhere that says mor has both Mozart and Salieri's compositions, which I thought it was false because it's all Mozart as far as I know. Until one day I actually looked at the credit a bit closer and found this:

This is the music that plays before victime de ma victoire. Mozart wrote fortepiano variations at 17 years old of Salieri's aria, so they really just used Mozart's version of Salieri's piece from one of his most popular operas???? It made me kind of mad but also this felt like a meta commentary considering it's associated with victime de ma victoire scene. It's a self aware song where Salieri is regretting, trying to come to terms of what he's done, and 'predicting' his failure. It serves as a commentary of the whole Mozart and Salieri matter beyond the scope of the show and ends in "J'ai perdu pour l'Histoire (I lost for history)." In this case it does feel like Salieri is being pushed aside in one of the worst possible ways, and I really wish some of his music could have made their ways into the musical properly. 2. I found a Playbill article talking about mor being in the middle of being adapted into English for Broadway in 2012...... which honestly I'm really glad it failed because I don't have faith that it'd be good. There's already the example of tdv, and the way they talk about it just doesn't seem... great, such as “bring shape and focus to the musical for American audiences” and "When the French write musicals, a lot of their songs are written like pop singles placed contiguous to each other, while on Broadway, it's necessary to have a storyline and a semblance of relationship.” Pop French musical isn't everyone's cup of tea and that's of course normal but the way it sounds like they're going to really Americanize it and rewrite it majorly and by storyline and relationship I take they mean needing musical motifs, reprises, and such. Just makes me feel they should just write a whole new musical?? And maybe it's just me but the tone sounds a little patronizing too? Though I do wish they could have released the cd and dvd in North America just because I'm Canadain lol Also curious if there was a time staging mor in Quebec would have been viable. 3. I spend too much of my time watching mor clips, but I've somehow never looked at performances pre proshot until recently. There were a few changes in the ~2 month (if my memory serves) between premiere and first proshot made to vivre a en crever that surprised me. First 2 screenshots from this video, and the rest from this one.

First of all, no handshake at on se reverra???? It's giving 2 bros chilling in the hot tub 5 feet apart cuz they're not gay

This is a little hard to see but Salieri is kneeling beside the wall as Mozart departs and it had me screaming ;; I know Laurent did kneel but I didn't know it was a thing in the French tour. This video gives a sliiiightly clearer silhouette of him kneeling but he's also blocked by Cavalieri.

Constanze running up to grab Mozart and refuse to let him go really had me by surprise and it's so heart breaking ;;;; I've been debating whether I like this better or the one that they ended up using where she just reaches out to him from the bed, because it kind of changes the tone of the scene.

Anyway thanks for reading if you've gotten this far. There's so many analysis posts I'd like to do but I simply don't have the energy to.... but if anyone wants to talk about analysis I'm more than happy to ramble lol

#mozart l'opera rock #mlor

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semperama · 8 months

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I was tagged by @zjofierose! Thanks, pal!!

rules: give us the links to your fics with the most hits, second most kudos, third most comments, fourth most bookmarks, fifth most words, and fic with the fewest words.

1: fic with the most hits: Little Drops of Anguish. Never underestimate the power of joining a fandom that's about 1000 times bigger than almost any fandom you were in before lol. Tbh, is it the best thing I've written? No. I have some problems with it in hindsight. But I'm glad this resonated with so many people!!

2: fic with the second most kudos: Don't Leave Me, Even For an Hour. I think this only swapped places with my most popular Pinto fic within the last couple days, which is bittersweet to me. But I am really proud of this one!!

3: fic with the third most comments: Dearly Departed. I was surprised, because I felt like this didn't get many comments at the time, but then I realized I haven't replied to some comments on other fics, which would shove this down the list, lolol. But honestly, this is proooobably the second or third best fic I've written IMO, so this positioning makes sense.

4: fic with the fourth most bookmarks: Sing the Words Wrong. A fic I frequently forget I wrote and feel somewhat ambivalent about. But!! I'm always happy when people enjoy something I've written enough to bookmark it and come back to it, even if it isn't my personal favorite.

5: fic with the fifth most words: Let's Stay Together. I'm cheating a bit, because my actual fifth most words is a compilation of tumblr ficlets that I had before I started posting them separately, but I'm figuring that doesn't count since it's not one story. I remember when LST felt like the longest thing I could ever possibly write, so I'm glad I've managed to extend myself since then!

6: fic with the fewest words: Like a Rose. Just a silly little tumblr fic I wrote a long time ago, haha. But also a good reminder that I should archive more of my tumblr fics on AO3.

tagging @jouissants, @trailsofpaper, @baking-soda, @boxboxlewis

#fic meme

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killerandhealerqueen · 1 month

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🦈🍄🧭🖍🤔❤️

also 🩷🩵🤍

AND 5, 7, 16, 19, 22

Haha, thanks babe

1.🦈Tell us the name of your/ one of your WIP(s)

Current WIP that I'm working on is called "For Eternity"

2. 🍄Describe your wip/one of your wips in the format of “___ + ___ =___”

Immortal with a hatred for demons due to his entire family being killed by them + demon who hides their identity to join a sect responsible for nearly wiping out their entire clan during a war = a fuckton of angst (but with a happy ending)

4. 🧭An alternative title to your/ one of your WIP(s)?

I don't have any alternative names rn at the moment for any of my wips, but I did just think of one for one of my White Cat Legend fics, which I like. I think I'm gonna title it "In Sickness and In Health"

7. 🖍Post Any sentence from your wip

“Who are you calling old? You’re just as old as I am” he argued.

9. 🤔What’s a story you’d love to write but haven’t even started yet?

My Spirealm Au. I think it'll be a cool au for Killer and Healer, I just have a fuckton of other fics to work on rn before I can get to that one

12. ❤️Not a question, just a second kudos to send.

Thank you my lovely ❤️

wip ask game | send me asks

🩷: lets go kill someone together <3

While I would love to, I do have an interview with a police department on wednesday for a crime scene technician position so...can't have that on my record, you know? but tempting!

🩵: you are amazing and i love you /p

Thank you, my darling! I love you too!

🤍: you scare me /pos

Good

ask game | send me asks

5. What is your MBTI, and do you think it is accurate?

My MBIT is INTP and I'd say it's pretty damn accurate save for the "loathes rules and guidelines" because I actually love those

7. What are three things that scare you a lot?

Flying, Heights, and getting locked in a store (it's why I won't go to any store close to closing time because I'm afraid of getting locked in)

16. What is the funniest word you can think of?

I can't think of one, honestly

19. What is your favorite flavor of ice cream and why?

It's either Mint Chocolate Chip, because I like the taste of mint, or Dulche de Leche, because caramel is delicious

22. What is your ideal home?

Two bedroom ranch style with a wrap around porch, sun room, plants everywhere, a green kitchen (like jewel-tone green cabinets, gold hardware, white quartz countertop), nice bathroom and bedrooms...can you tell I watch HGTV?

24 Questions To Get To Know Each Other! | send me asks

#sass answers #took 🐸#wip ask game #ask game #24 questions to get to know each other

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msshadows97 · 5 months

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Santa Clauses S2 E5 spoilers:

I will say watching deadpool 2, then immediately watching The Santa Clauses is such a shift.

Anyways, spoilers are below for episode 5

We love daddy issues Kriss

BETTY!

Tim Allen is coming up with every excuse not to wear the fat suit.

YASSSS "look into my eyes What's do you see" "It's cold and its dark" that's the line from the second clause!

BETTY'S BACK!

Couple goals

Noooo, Betty, no leaving!

Being head elf must come with magic sass

Cal loving Riley ears is just so I grew in the north pole of him

Olga is me on a mental level

Will we ever get a like in-depth explanation of Claus magic powers? Seeing visions?

Mad santa started naughty coal, bet the poor families in the winter were actually thankful

Cal is talking to the reindeer, but still no Chet

Bernard acting like a head elf even before being head elf, honestly expecting nothing else.

The CIA elfs make me so happy.

"Being banished to the wobbly woods forever" that is the last line in the Elf Clause. Any elf that goes against Santa get banished

I want to know what Edie did to be above Gary. I do respect that Olga wants to maim Gary more than Santa scott. (Also, now I finished the fact that Betty is after Toots is impressive considering what she did)

STOP...... oh my god, I hate it. Scott is getting his powers back but facial hair first. I agree Carol he's about to sell me something. Or looks like the mayor of monopoly.

Betty and I think the same thoughts apparently because she just said what I just wrote (I'm pausing to write my thoughts)

I'm sorry I can't take this seriously

LA befana really out here being like, "Here's something to kill the bastard but it wasn't me"

I also agree she is a legendary figure? Yes, I know she's known in Italy and even celebrated down there still, but I didn't even know her till doing my own research who this christmas witch was. Then again, she's a legend in Italy, sooo. Does that mean mothman exists or Bigfoot?

Me too, emotional moments make me scared, too

....

She turned the easterbunny into a lemon

WeLl wHeN LiFe GiVeS YoU LeMoNs

Sandra, you don't speak fruit? I thought you had the internet up there.

They are closing the vortexes, and Cal is flying the sleigh

Elfs fighting with kazoos is my Romain Empire. I also feel like they played the kazoo kid song

I want to know the legendary figure legal department because who even writes these clauses?

I feel like mixing that much legendary figure magic is not a good thing, oh my god.

Hahahahha *removes mask* gasp it's you! Dude you don't even know her name, you can even get your head elfs name right.

Oh my god, I just need to watch the show and stop pausing because the next thing he said is that.

Noel being a simp

HAHHAHAHA Noel is now cannon "not bernard"

"Legendaries have no power against other legendaries." HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN ALREADY SANTA USING SANDMANS OWN SAND ON HIM. That it's my only peace of mind is sandman sand didn't actually affect him he just wanted an excuse to sleep.

And the fat suit back.

Cal your two brain cells are fighting for Dominance

Cal turning into a therapist someone get Neil!

Ha he called 911

HAHAHA he ripped it. Again, I want to know who writes these clauses. ALSO, COULD HE HAVE DONE THAT THE WHOLE TIME?!?!(I doubt Bernard would of let him)

That's some strong ducktape

NOOOOOOO Cal! I was starting to like the golden retriever

Scott and Carol are also couple goals

And she has a bazooka

And of course, it ends like that. Time to wait another week.

So thoughts?

Season 2, so far, has been better than season 1, as season 1 felt like a rewrite of the 3rd movie. This second season is bringing back reference to the movies. With Judy, Jack frost, carols eyes of darkness, etc. Cal is finally finding his footing, and Sandra is coming into her own. Hopefully, Scott finally opens his damn eyes to his children for once and sees that Cal wants to be his own person. Maybe only do Santa part-time instead of just taking over completely. See you all for episode 6.

#the santa clauses #the santa clause #santa clause #santa clauses #bernard #elfs #betty #i want chet #what happened to my baby?#did Forst adopt him?#season 2 #spoiler

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thornfield13713 · 2 years

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Character game: Leonard Snart

(This is for the CW show version, as that's the one we're both most into.)

hogwarts house: gryffindor | slytherin | ravenclaw | hufflepuff

best quality: I love his mind. Like, I want to lick Len Snart's brain. He is so smart. He's at the top of his game as a thief when we're introduced to him, because he is smart enough to plan down to the second and make it work for him. He only goes into supervillainy in the first place because no other form of crime is as challenging, and his showmanship and embrace of the supervillain tropes is another of my favourite things about him.

worst quality: I mean, I'm not thrilled that they toned down his comics counterpart's strict 'never hurt an innocent person' rules, but I get why they did it? And they did come into effect a bit more the longer he was on the show. Sadly, that was not for very long, but...eh, I'll take it.

ship them with: Barry Allen. I am absolutely unapologetic about this, their dynamic was one of the most enjoyable things on this whole show, with the tension, the grudging respect, the way that Len sometimes had the moral high ground (letting the Pipeline prisoners go instead of sending them to be imprisoned in an even more hellish blacksite was the morally right decision, fight me) and no antagonist since has quite worked the way Len did.

brotp them with: Mick Rory. I know, I know, obvious, but these two are a winning combination for a reason! The actors' pre-existing chemistry really works to sell their relationship, the way they play off each other is fun, and honestly they just make me very happy whenever they're onscreen together.

needs to stay away from: His father, but since that guy's dead...Legends of Tomorrow. Yes, it's a perfectly good show, but taking the Flash's archenemy off The Flash was not a good decision, and killing him off then took the Rogues ever becoming a thing off the table.

misc. thoughts: I absolutely adored this version of Len, and I wandered off from watching The Flash after he left the show. He's probably going to inspire any take on the character I ever write, and I still read fic about him even if it's been a long time since I got new content. A lot of CW takes on characters don't work for me, especially if they radically depart from the comics, but this one I really, really loved.

#the flash #leonard snart

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natsbaby · 3 years

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You're such an idiot

Pairing: Scarlett Johansson x Fem!Reader

Summary: Y/N, a struggling actress, and Scarlett are co-stars in a movie directed by a mutual friend and you never realized how much your heart can beat for someone as much as you do with Scarlett. (IM SORRY IM BAD AT SUMMARIES)

Warnings: a LITTLE angsty, maybe if you squint, drinking of fake alcohol, maybe my bad writing ☠️

Word Count: ~1.9K I think

A/N: Scarlett's not an A-List actor here so think of this as around 2010 or pre MCU time! oh and If you know Drinking Buddies, this is inspired from that campfire scene <3 this is my first time writing in a really long time so I'm sorry if it's not that good but I hope you enjoy this lowkey angst w happy ending thing!

"Why am I so unlucky in life?" You let out a frustrated groan as you flop down on the little couch in your movie trailer, feeling the frustration rise the more you think about her.

You're a struggling and upcoming actor, trying to get by day-by-day with pilot episodes from television shows and short films here and there. You've hit a roadblock when your latest short film didn't push through due to the director's financial problems and had no choice but to cancel the project all together. After your director friend heard about this revelation during those "once in a blue moon" lunches, he pitched a movie that he plans to film with some lowkey actors and you thought it would be fun.

The movie is about a group of friends coming together for a wedding and they catch up the night before the wedding after not seeing each other in so long. You play as one of the best friends of the person getting married who has a major lowkey crush on her. By chance, this person is the one and only Scarlett Johansson who you just can't help but short circuit the moment you met her months prior. I mean, how can you not think about this gorgeous woman who you have grown to be really close with this past few months from pre production to filming.

You've honestly done so well with hiding your growing feelings for Scarlett until one day at one of the last table reads. You were reading through one of the more emotionally demanding scenes in the film where your character, Cathy, is sitting in front of a camp fire with Scarlett's character, Kelly, and professing your love for her. Apparently, she would feel the same way because Scarlett's character would kiss you at the end.

It's a really nice scene but also really bad for the weak of heart aka you. Now here you are, trying to calm your nerves knowing what's going to happen in the next scene.

"God if you can hear me, help me please. All I want is one day without my heart jumping out of my chest" You say up to your ceiling as you massage your temples in slow circles while continuing to try and calm your heart down a little longer.

You hear a knock on the door as the production assistant tells you that you have 5 minutes till the next scene. You thank her and say you're on the way as you get up from your spot. You walk to the door to open it, but stopped as it opens on its own revealing the familiar blonde you've grown to love these past months.

"Come on, let's get this show on the road" Scarlett says as she gives you that charming little smile that makes your heart flutter.

"Yea let's go" you say back with a nervous smile and head to set with her.

As you two arrive on set, both you and Scarlett cant help but feel at awe at how amazing of a job the set department did. The cabin the producers rented out for the scene has a beachfront that has a gorgeous view of the sea. The full moon is out with the stars scattered out, decorating the sky to match the beach. It's been decked out to look like a campfire party with some logs laid down as chairs around the camp fire, and honestly it looks unnecessarily more romantic than you expected.

You start to grow a lot a bit more nervous for the scene. It seems like Scarlett noticed because you suddenly feel her hand, softly holding your own and give it a gentle squeeze and a small smile of encouragement.

"It's gonna be alright, just another day at work right?" She comforts you with a smile. You smile back and reciprocated the hand squeeze and get to positions. You start to close your eyes and mentally get into the zone, quickly going through what you have to say.

What you didn't know is while doing that, Scarlett is watching you with a small smile on her face. She looks away however when you open your eyes and you both hear the director starting to get ready with the crew.

"Alright you two, we'll start filming the confession scene after I call action. Do you two need anything before we start?" The director inquires. You both shake your heads no, allowing the director to call action.

"I cant believe you're getting married tomorrow with your college boyfriend" you say as your character to Scarlett.

You're both sitting down side by side on the log bench in front of the campfire and holding a beer bottle each. Scarlett hums in agreement while watching the crackling of the burning wood in front of her with her head resting on the palm of her hand, her elbow resting on her thigh. You cant help but notice how gorgeous she looks with the orange-yellow hue reflecting on her face.

"It's weird honestly. I love Derek, but I can't help but feel the time fly by. It was like yesterday when we would just be staying in on a Friday night watching the horrible romcoms you love so much and now years later, we're here" she lets out a sigh as she turns her head to face you and gives you a sad smile. You pause for a moment, pretending to think for a bit.

"Maybe it is the nerves, but it's part of life you know. Everyone grows old eventually, even though you don't look like a day after 20. Seriously, what's your secret?" You laugh as Scarlett leans back from her position and laughs with you.

"Do you remember how in uni when we were roommates, you would always sneak out to meet Derek and I'd have to cover your ass while you two were still private about dating" you ask her and she rolls her eyes a little while smiling.

"Hey in my defense, Derek was the one that wanted to keep it private for some time before we tell other people" she pouts as you take a sip of your fake beer and putting it down on the sand.

"Yea but who decided it would be a great idea to go skinny dip at the school fountain as a dare from his frat buddies" you both laugh at the memory and you smile at her.

"What?" She looks at you curiously.

"Why did we ever grow apart after uni? We were so close before you know, until one day you just stopped replying to my messages. Thought I was going insane" you sadly reveal, making Scarlett stay quiet for some time thinking of what to say next.

"It wasn't my choice you know" she starts as she shifts in her seat, settling to sit down on the sand instead of the log and you follow her movements, sitting on the sand as well.

"I needed time away from everyone after Derek and I broke up in graduation. After spending a few months off the grid and exploring the world a little bit, I ended up meeting Derek in a small town outside London. I didn't plan on talking to him again, but he wanted to have some drinks with me. We ended up talking the entire night and eventually led to today." She explains as you listen to her. You cant help but feel for what's happening now and feel really sad.

"I wanted to text you, you know" You give Scarlett a sad smile.

"Really?" She asks softly.

"I really wanted to ask how you are, be there for you. I was worried that something had happen to you, but Anna told me that you, at the time, called her saying you're doing well and met with Derek. I thought I just wasted my already non-existing chance with you." You lean your head back to rest in the log so you can look up at the stars. As you get deeper into your character, you cant help but suddenly go out of script surprising everyone including Scarlett.

"Whenever you would hang out with him, I would feel like something isn't right. At first, I thought it was me being jealous because of your attention to him. We used to hang out a lot, remember? Movie nights on Fridays and breakfast on Sundays, but it all changed when you got together with him." You think back to the pre-production stage how you and Scarlett would hang out before table reads as a way of bonding as she'd love to put it.

The both of you would go to Scarlett's place and eat waffles before heading out, or would watch a trashy movie just to relax after a long day from work. It all stopped the moment she started dating Ryan Reynolds.

"I had an idea that we'd drift apart eventually because of life after university but, I didn't realize it would start a lot sooner." You turn your head a little to look at Scarlett who's looking at you with an expression you can't seem to read.

"Cathy-" she starts but you cut her off.

"I missed how we would drop everything the moment we went through the door to our room and be in our own little world. I don't blame you though, I can tell you're happy with Derek and I'm happy for you. You deserve all the happiness in the world, even if it means I'm not in it" your voice cracks a little at the end as you start to feel your emotions starting to rise and you look back up at the stars, praying you don't start crying.

"I thought I was going insane at what I'm feeling without realizing that the moment you left campus on graduation day would also be the last time I saw you, with my heart in your hands. I should have told you sooner about this, I know and I'm sorry. I should have done something because things might change, but here we are under this beautiful night sky the night before your wedding" you chuckle a little to yourself as you lift your head up for the first time, a tear rolling down your cheek. You wipe it away with the sleeve of the flannel you're wearing while looking down and away from Scarlett.

Scarlett starts to tear up as she starts to understand what's going on. After she started dating Ryan, you both stopped hanging out because she'd always go on dates with him. At first, you didn't mind, but you only realized you have feelings for her the less time you spent together. You bring your knees up to your chest as you look down at your hands over your knees, fiddling with your fingers before continuing.

"Derek is lucky to have you, he's lucky to have this woman in his life who is so selfless, witty, but also hardworking and so caring to everyone around her. I have a lot of regrets in my life but I only realized now that a lot of those regrets are with you. It's probably really selfish of me for telling you all this now, on the night before your wedding but I can't handle more regrets. I-" you get cut off from your thoughts with Scarlett muttering a soft "dammit" while reaching out to hold your cheek with her hand and turning your to the side with her finger as she kisses you.

You close your eyes as you suddenly feel fireworks rupture deep in your chest with your mind growing fuzzy as you kiss her back, feeling her tears rolling down her cheeks. The salty taste but warm feeling mingling into the kiss making you fall deeper in love with the woman in front of you. You feel Scarlett moving her hand from your cheek to the back of your neck to pull you closer, feeling her heart beat hard against yours in perfect symphony.

You pull back just enough to break the kiss but not so much that you couldn't rest your forehead against hers, the both of you panting a bit from the intensity of the kiss. You open your eyes to see her deep green eyes looking back at you.

"You're such an idiot" she says softly as she pulls back further, smiling at you with adoration and maybe even love as the director yells cut.

#scarlett johansson #scarlett johansson x reader #scarlett johansson imagines #celebrity oneshots #x reader oneshots #I cant believe I just wrote something #honestly think I'm insane for doing this but oh well #natasha romanoff x reader #oooo I should do a natasha one next 👀

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hmnbd · 2 years

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Hihi i absolutely ADORE your prompts. If its not too much to ask, may i request some coworkers to lovers prompts?👀

hi dearest anon, I'm so happy that you like them! I had actually never thought much about the dynamics of co-working, so this was a really nice challenge. below is a list of co-workers to lovers inspired dialogue prompts, and I also threw in a few regular prompts/scenarios as well. feel free to tweak with them to fit in with what you're working with. happy writing, and I hope these satisfy your request! ♡

— co-workers to lovers

always hanging out and gossiping together so the other coworkers think they’re secretly plotting against them

looking out for each other on really busy days

one of them getting sad on their day off cause they might not be at work, but that means they're not with them

chatting and splitting their meal at lunch/break time like two little kids on the playground

planning their days off together so they can hang out outside of work

waving and smiling at each other from across the office/store/working space all the time

excitedly waiting to get paid so they can do something fun together

getting scolded by their boss/manager because they spend all day playing around

"you're gonna get us fired!"

"I know you've explained this to me on my first day, yesterday, and this morning again, but could you do it just one more time? you're amazing at this so I wanna make sure I get the technique just right"

"oh awesome, we both got the late night shift. at least I'm with my favorite person on this entire goddamn place"

"would you like to grab coffee with me after we clock out? I would really love to know you better!"

"if any of these people are ever rude to you, just let me know and I'll handle it. would hate it if they made you dread the job you fought so hard for"

"don't you two work on separate departments? why do I see you together all the time"

"how did this awful place hire someone like you, seriously? it's like the universe heard my prayers"

"my to-do list keeps piling up, but you know I just couldn't do anything before bringing you coffee! have a nice day!"

"if you get fired, I resign, seriously. there's no point in staying if you're not here with me"

"I'm sorry for asking so many questions, but you're so nice and patient, and you're the only one whose explanations make sense"

"I love these motivational quotes in your office. wouldn't a picture of us look really cute on the wall too?"

"I'd really like to work on this project with you if that's okay! your ideas are always the best"

"good morning to my favorite co-worker only!"

"can I have your phone number? you know, to discuss our tasks and uh... things…"

"don't worry, let me take care of that for you. go take your break, you look exhausted"

"listen, you need to wait until we get home to e-mail me cute messages. I almost opened something titled 'hello, dearest ray of sunshine' in front of my colleague"

"no flirting at the workplace, we need to look professional, silly"

"I’m glad at least one of us looks extra cute in this hideous uniform"

"honestly, I never thought I would actually like the buddy system outside of preschool. guess I owe it to my partner!"

"can I have a hug before my meeting?"

"good job, I'm so proud of you!"

got any more requests? feel free to send them in

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yeo-rims · 2 years

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what do you feel about those who are saying that the 2521 ending felt rushed, and that had byj not switched to the local news department, they would've ended up together? also what about heedo not looking happy at age 41?

Anon, I think this drama would benefit a lot from an audience that has no idea what reply1988 even is. The expectations we created because of the precedent we had... can damage a lot of our viewing experience.

Let me give you an example, during one of the most fun and chaotic time here on tumblr for me, the DAYS era, people were coming up with the most absurd theories. because you see, fantasy dramas are a bit absurd, so it could make sense. I never thought DAYS would have a sad ending, tho, because narratively speaking, the show was very tropey, and it wasn't trying to subvert our expectations or even play with them. they had a story to tell, and they told it.

in a way, the reply series are like that. they tell a story about youth, family, nostalgia, and they tell you a very specific story, @rain-hat was very brilliant when she wrote this. but the show is constantly playing with us, trying to make us guess, making every color, every moment every song to be a clue. whose brother is siwon's husband? that one was easy, but now let's have 4 boys whose names we don't know, we only call them by their nicknames. some people will root for trash oppa (obviously), some will fall in love with chilbong (who wouldn't) and it will be hard, but still, a little bit obvious who the husband is. other people (me!!!) will think haetae was actually the smartest choice and forever be bitter about the show. but then r88 went a step further, not only both boys were that good, every scene was ambiguous enough that people created wild theories. everything mattered then.

but then, KDE (i was write kdw) writer-nim said fck this, fck that. i'm going to be as clear as possible and I will not play games with my audience, but by doing that she still subverted our expectations. because we were waiting for a big reveal, a plot twist, a childhood connection, maybe. we were waiting for her to do what LWJ did 3 times. but when she set her story amidst the chaotic year of 1988 paralleling the harsh reality of our covid times, she showed us this was not about nostalgia. not entirely.

the first thing minchae thinks when she reads her mom's diary is that she is talking about her ex-boyfriend. throughout the whole show, hee-do dated 3 people that we know of. sweat pea, byj, and her husband. we know the ex can't be her current husband, we know her name is Kim Min Chae, so, honestly, we're not being deceived. we're just so used to being deceived by cheap narrative choices that we convinced ourselves that there was something we didn't know.

there are multiple instances during the show that it is made clear that heedo isn't with baek yijin, but we chose to believe they found a way, how could they not if they love each other so damn much?

when byj congratulated her on her wedding, we thought it was a joke. I thought it could be a joke because i'm used to that plot device. Did i honestly think the story would make sense if they were still together in the future? No. Did I want them? Yes, I'm a romantic. I believe in the power of love when i'm watching tv, that's me, and that's fine.

But I don't think the ending was rushed, they had 50 minutes of baekdo breaking up. 50 minutes of understanding where they were coming from, their motivations, and the pain. it was painful because they had so much love for each other, but that love brought so much pain, they deserved better than that. it wasn't a toxic relationship, but loving relationships also end if the parties can't find a way to compromise. would you ask yijin, a guy who couldn't get a job before, to not apply to NY when he felt like he was going to do something good, to make some difference? Would you make him quit his job, or change again for another team? Someone on thin ice? much like heedo's mom, everyone around yijin would be waiting for him to make a mistake big enough to fire him, that's the society we live in.

so ok, let's not ask that, let's ask heedo to understand him. yijin did that, too. and heedo said it wasn't about understanding, she did understand him. but she can't live her life with someone that is like her mother, that can't be there, that won't be there. and she can't ask for him to be there, either. because she supports him, she can't get too close, and she can't ask for him to quit. she won't stop fencing or jeopardize her career for him either. so LDR when both parties are hurt, tired, and can't offer the support they once could? how would that work in the long run except by making them hate each other?

so they break up, in 3 different scenes, and then they reunite. and instead of feeling anything awful towards that person, they still feel the same admiration, because they loved that person one day, in all possible ways, and even if they're apart, their support is the only thing they can offer. and they can support each other again, now that they're not dating.

I don't think the ending was rushed, I think they gave us enough evidence to see why it had to end, why it hurt so much when it happened, but also showed us that life doesn't end there. Life continues.

Heedo looks so damn fine at 41, maybe the actress went for a different approach than kim tae ri would choose for heedo, but she never looked sad. you know, she encapsulated the whole meaning of the word "saudade", the original one, at least.

so yeah, I could say that when she's reading the journal it is a bit bittersweet, and she feels that way too. she doesn't regret ending things, but how she ended it. that's why that moment is important because it's a moment she forgives herself and also lets that past baek yijin finally rest.

the show was crystal clear with its intentions, KDE never tried to tell us this was anything but a first love story, inspired by a song that has the same theme, paralleling two eras in which the times were crushing people's dreams, and yet they found hope. maybe that's what KDE wanted to do, to tell us that there is hope, after all.

it's even harder for us to understand that a narrative was honest in a time when plot twists, weird shenanigans, and all that jazz are so very common. thinking maybe they could work it out was wishful thinking, I know that, and I'm fine with that, too. I liked the theories, I laughed at some, and I almost believed others. but the drama never fooled me completely, because even when I was trying to get 100% on the "happy ending" train, I saw how it would be cheap for the story to go that route. and 2521 was a lot of things, but it didnt resort to cheap narrative decisions. the show gave us the best friendship/rivalry we could ask for, they let characters be complex, be wrong, be angry, and be a fool. they let the women shine. they didn't go for easy cries. all the times this show made me emotional were so well structured. heedo winning a gold medal in ep7 and all that went down only for an old man to tell her she should be happy. the madrid match. that scene yurim's father is singing, seungwan mom saying 'hey, you cant be like that, but i support you' and seung wan telling her mom 'i know i cant be this way, but at this moment this is the only way i know how to be'. see, the show respected its characters so much, to go against that only to make us satisfied with the ending we projected, not the one the writer wanted to tell? i think it's amazing KDE had the guts to tell the story she wanted. even if i cried like a baby. (i'm a pisces)

as for yijin not changing, that would be unethical, he interviewed heedo multiple times and would be continuing to do so. he made a choice, for her, to change to local news. all choices have consequences, but the truth is, at that time heedo was not mature enough to date someone who resembled her mom in any way. and at that time, yijin had to prioritize his own well-being instead of wanting to protect another person's youth.

as for what do I feel about the people saying that? Honestly, I don't care. Not in a mean-spirited way, but my viewing experience has little to do about how others feel, and much to do about how I felt and what made me care so much about that show in particular. People are entitled to their opinions on tv shows, even if I don't agree with them. I'm a known the k2 stan, you see. I can't judge people for anything.

#ask #twenty five twenty one #my two brain cells are talking #this was long but that's on yall for asking me to talk about my new favorite show

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ruinaimagines · 2 years

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This one is just purely because I'm a fluff loving little idiot but

Can we get hcs for either Elijah (Dream of a Black Swan big sis) or KoD getting a hug?

Platonic pwease

I’m glad there seems to be a rather large audience for platonic writing because it’s honestly one of my favorites. Strong relationships are very important, yes, but strong friendships are just as needed. I’ve never looked into Dream of a Black Swan much, and I think it’s really nice that some of these requests are letting me look more into characters I initially didn’t even think much about. Thank you for your request!

Also these two are slightly shorter just because I’m writing for two, hopefully you still enjoy it.

Elijah (Dream of a Black Swan) and Knight of Despair Receiving a Hug Headcanons:

Elijah:

It’s exhausting for Elijah to care for her brothers every moment she can, and to save them from danger. She loves them from the bottom of her heart, and truly would do anything for them, but it’s quite obvious it wears her down over time.

Even after being altered by the gray fog that swept over the city she still values one thing over anything: her family, and the people she cares about. She’s already sacrificed everything for them once, and she doesn’t show any real sign of stopping.

She vastly overworks herself, and puts the needs of others above her at all times. She doesn’t know when to stop because she believes pushing herself endlessly will yield the result she wants.

Of course it’s important to be determined and not give up, which she’s very admirable for, but it will get you nowhere if you have to sacrifice your own wellbeing in the process. How can you expect yourself to help someone when you can’t help yourself first?

You’re very aware of this. You’ve read through the documents, you’ve interacted with Elijah herself, and though she has the potential to be dangerous just as any abnormality does, you can’t help but empathize with her.

Be careful not to let management or other employees that you don’t know well hear of this though, they might not respond as positively and start to lecture you on the risks of showing any form of pity or similar on the abnormalities.

You’ve heard it a thousand times, and while what you’re doing may not be the smartest it has the potential to save the lives of agents and clerks alike. It’s not like you can’t defend or hold out on your own either, you’re given training and E.G.O gear for a reason.

You’re often frequently assigned to the Dream of a Black Swan’s containment room, both becoming familiar with the brothers of hers as well as Elijah herself. You seem to be positively received, after all the breaches have dropped substantially ever since you started working there.

The reasoning for the rampages she goes on is out of concern for her brothers, and it results in the casualties of others until she’s suppressed and contained once more. She’s worked up because they’re potentially distressed or in danger.

So what if you could help out? It’s simple, not too different from work you already do, but you watch and examine just how she cares for them. Maybe even ask her yourself how you can help and try to get some form of response out of that.

This might range from bringing in specific types of food that keep the brothers happy, stuff from their favorite restaurants outside of the facility that they themselves can’t get. If there’s books or forms of entertainment you can try asking the Sephirah of your department if you’re allowed to take the objects into the containment room.

The answer may vary, but with some convincing and presented evidence that your actions are making a positive effect, you may be given permission.

Even if they’re abnormalities they’re still children, and I think you’ll come to find even though initially they were a bit rigid and off putting in their movement, they enjoy certain items just as children do.

This shifts a great weight from Elijah’s shoulders, and even though she’s ready at any moment if they need something, you can visibly tell she’s more calm now.

The qliphoth counter is now less likely to decrease, and your work manages to produce more than was initially believed to be possible. A definite success, you’ve been moved to manage Dream of a Black Swan as your primary abnormality.

I think that she’s the one to actually hug you, and you’re not expecting it. She recognizes that you do not wish to harm her brothers, but rather help them just as she does. For this, you are appreciated because you go out of the way to improve living conditions for them all.

So to show that she is grateful, she hugs you. At first you have no clue what she’s doing, and are slightly concerned, but quickly realize it’s nothing to worry about. She’s firm, but not tight. It really does feel like the hug of a loving sister.

It’s very pleasant actually! Her feathers are soft but smooth, just as you’d expect from a swan, and warm to the touch. If it was comfortable, she might decide to crane her neck down and rest it on your shoulder.

She holds on for quite a while too. I don’t think she’d be a brief hugger, but rather a sincere, long hug that lets you know she cares. It’s very motherly by nature, and it gives a sense of protection.

If you haven’t already for some reason, this would be a perfect time for her to give you the E.G.O gift Black Swan.

At this point Elijah definitely starts treating you like you’re one of her siblings too. She worries for your well being just as much as she does for her brothers, and you can bet you basically get an abnormality bodyguard out of this.

Luckily for you, there’s extra priority on keeping you safe because chances are she’ll breach if you’re hurt too bad, not so lucky for management though.

One last detail! I feel like a method of hugging she definitely enjoys is when you sort of sit atop her back and wrap your arms around her neck. It’s sweet to her, and cool for you because if she stands up you get to be tall off the ground.

Knight of Despair:

Much like Elijah, the Knight of Despair or just for short KoD has a strong drive and urge to protect people. However rather than just the ones she loves, it also includes strangers and those in general who need her assistance.

However as we all know the story unfortunately can’t be so happy. She was a hero in the past with a strong desire to protect people until the very end, and when it did come to the end, she was forgotten. Her deeds were left ignored and tossed to the side.

This leads to a lot of inner turmoil. She really does only want the best for people, but it’s hard when you’ve suffered a long history and cycle of betrayal. As sweet as she is, there still is that pent up frustration inside both for her inadequacy and those who turned their backs against her.

For that reason I think while she is in general a caring person, it takes a while to gain her trust. She fears being forgotten and tossed aside, but she’s also worried that trying to keep you safe will only result in failure.

She’s filled with sorrow and I hope you’re ready to face it or are good at comforting people to an extent. She doesn’t need someone to dissect what’s happened, or attempt to sort through her feelings, she just needs someone to be there.

I think that if you can consistently reassure her that you’re going to be fine, and that no harm has or will come to you then she’ll begin warming up and grow more comfortable with you.

I believe a part of this process also has to do with holding casual conversation. She may not be the most talkative herself when beginning to warm up to you, but she’ll listen intently to any stories you have.

Whether you’re describing what you read earlier, or what happened at work before you arrived at her containment room, or any plans you have for when you get home she’s going to keep track of it.

You might not even be able to tell if she is paying attention with how still she remains all the time, constantly sitting with closed eyes and her hands brought up to her chest. That being said, you don’t give up on her or stop describing your days. She doesn’t seem irritated by them, and you’ve actually noticed that on certain occasions she’ll stop crying.

It’s confirmed that KoD is taking note of what you say when she begins speaking a bit more to you. She’ll ask if you had your favorite lunch today, and you’re both surprised that she knows what it is and incredibly happy that she’s becoming more talkative.

You know she likely won’t ever hold an extensive conversation, but some people just don’t talk much and that’s perfectly okay with you! Even if she wasn’t able to talk at all you wouldn’t mind, but it’s nice to know she’s thinking of you and what you’ve told her.

Also her voice is really beautiful too. It’s very smooth,as well as on the deeper side. It’s comforting and carries, but is clearly spoken gently. It’s melodic and exactly what you’d expect from a magical girl.

If you ever ask her for a hug, or hug her out of comfort then she will absolutely comply. She’s cold to the touch, but her skin is soft and her dress is silky smooth. It feels like laying in a lavish bed.

She has more of a loose hold, almost as though it’s hovering, but it still feels secure. It’s not as if her arms feel ready to drop at any moment, but more so that she’s being gentle so as to not bring injury.

If you’re having a rough day she’s perfect to come to. Her embrace isn’t so crushing that it’s overwhelming, but you still feel her calm presence. I think that if you asked her she’d also be willing to softly run her hand through your hair or just rub into your back.

She definitely looks forward to seeing you everyday. KoD deems you one of her favorite employees, and even though history may forget her, she would never forget you.

She remembers vividly the day you told her that even though her kingdom may not remember her deeds, but you and all the other employees who come visit will remember the protection and hospitality she’s offered. You couldn’t tell if she was already crying or it moved her to tears, but I’m saying between you and me, it was the latter.

Who knows, maybe one day she’ll be able to reminisce on the past and tell you stories of all that happened out of fondness, rather than despair.

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hobipaint · 3 years

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Graffiti and Chalk - one.

summary: You thought you knew him. You thought him gone. Kim Taehyung was part of you that you had carefully suppressed, keeping his memories to one box near the wall of your mind. That was your fault, though - empty walls demand for art. And who other than your own neighbourhood vandal?

↳ pairing: ex police student turned vandal! taehyung x officer! female reader

↳ genres: angst, eventual fluff?

↳ word count: 4.7K

↳ disclaimers: pg15!, vandalism, police officers, criminal past and heavy discussion of it, mentions of attempted murder.

one | two

a/n: this was supposed to be a one shot, but i decided to make it a two shot because inspiration struck at the twelfth hour. This is based on stigma tae, and has massive massive references to hyyh tae as well!! I'm warning you all. Written for the @bangtanwritingbingo prompt: chalk drawings. Beta read by @vaekth and @kookiestarlight who are possibly the most supportive and appreciative people I could have asked for, thank you so much!!

You'd thought that being an officer would mean solving cases for people who genuinely needed help. Not hunting around for a missing pumpkin.

"It's round, large, and I think it was slightly squishy, Y/N," the kid who had run up to you exclaimed again, while making gestures for round, large and squishy.

If the kid weren't this adorable, you'd squish him for being too loud at 8 in the morning.

You unlocked the door to your office, taking in the sight of the homey little cubicle that you maintained alone. Being the sole officer in a neighbourhood should be hard work, but in a neighbourhood where practically everybody is asleep? Not as much.

You sighed as you pulled the kid in - who by now had told you that his name was Sungwoo, and he was eight years old. His mother told him that if he ever lost anything precious he should head to the police, so here he was.

"Can you find my pumpkin?" He peered up at you as you tried to get the coffee machine started- well, as well as you can with a kid in the way. "It's round, large and squishy."

"Round, large, squishy. Got it." You smiled wearily at him, seeing how his eyes lit up at the sight of your notebook- the one he obviously thought you wrote your cases in. You took your espresso in a mug, running over to him before he damaged it. He ran over to it, picking it up, dropping it because of its weight and picking it up again.

"Can you write a message for Peter here?" He asked you, eyes wide and round as he stared at the brown leather bound book.

"Peter? I thought we were talking about your pumpkin?"

He nodded vigorously- strong enough to make you worry if his head would fall over. Flopping his hair to the side messily, he scampered to you as you settled in your chair, opening the last page of your book - where you had kept your post-its. "Peter is pumpkin! It's made of something- mom told me-" he put a hand to his head, trying to force his small head to think of big words, "Is it pushy?"

"Do you mean it is a plushie, Sungwoo?" You said, sighing and writing it down on a post-it note and sticking it on your desk.

"Yeah!" His eyes sparkled, and he bent his head down to the paper you gave him to scribble a hasty note for Peter. Once satisfied, he raised his head, giving the chit two pats before turning to you. "It's missing, Y/N. Can you find it?"

"Of course I can," you reassured him the best you could while half-asleep. The boy suddenly pulled you into a hug, happy tears spilling out of his eyes as he murmured thank you's over and over.

You held him for a few more seconds, understanding the worry that the kid would have over his plushie. You didn't understand why he had to bring it to you, though.

You felt a soft yet insistent buzz in your pant pockets all of a sudden, realizing it was your phone. You pulled yourself away from the crying child, and caressed his head while picking up the call.

"Good morning, Officer L/N." The coarse voice of your chief barked at you.

You sighed, not wanting to deal with any of his tantrums right after you dealt with the case of Peter the Pumpkin. "Good morning, Chief."

"I'm arriving at your office in about ten minutes. We have to discuss something important."

You sighed again, hand grabbing Sungwoo's as you led him outside the office. Time to clean up. "Of course, Sir."

"Why is this place so messy?" was the first thing you had to hear in the form of a greeting. When your chief said ten minutes, he clearly meant half an hour.

You'd spent some time clearing up cookie crumbs from your table, dusting any evidence of your multiple ramen packets, arranging the tables in proper order, lining the chairs up, and stuffing all the stuff you couldn't clear into a closet. It seemed clean enough to you.

"I shall clean it, Sir." You bowed your head once, carefully maintaining your expression so that the chief doesn't think of you as any more insolent than he already does.

"It doesn't reflect well upon the force to have a messy office, Y/N. I'm sure you were taught that," he said, pressing his finger to a certain spot on a table, and raising it up to show you. "Dust in our offices speaks of nonchalance. That is the last thing we'd want anyone to think of us is that we're nonchalant."

"I apologise, sir. I shall rectify it."

"I expect you to. Anyways," he said, dusting his hands and moving to another corner of the office, "that is not what I came here for." He settled into the chair- your chair, with the note for Peter the Pumpkin intact.

You prayed for him to ignore it.

"There's been growing signs of vandalism in the neighbourhood you're patrolling, Y/N," The chief said to you in a gruff tone, looking like an angry cat with his whiskers trembling. He wore a scowl to match the whole look. Luckily, his pondering eyes missed out on the missing pumpkin report. "I want you to catch that person. Why isn't it done yet?"

"They were untraceable, Sir. All we could capture was a navy blue hoodie and jeans. Nothing else. There's only graffiti and chalk all over the places he's been at, Sir. I tried looking for clues-"

"Keep looking, then."

"I'm trying, sir. I have asked the owners of all the shops on the street to hand over any CCTV footage they have of the person so that I can analyze it and try to nab him. It is a futile task till now, though."

The chief rubbed his hand hard on his thigh, the sound of his palm scratching against the coarse trouser fabric reaching you. "They are being a menace, Y/N. A nuisance to those who want peace in this neighbourhood. You are supposed to bring that peace for them, not complain about not being able to get that person. That is your job." He looked you directly in the eye, anger clearly visible. "Or would you wish to leave?"

You twitched in anger, forcing yourself to remain calm. The chief had a penchant for transferring those who were unsuccessful in their cases to different stations- the more transfers, the more incompetent you seemed. You had already begun at a relatively low level, and you couldn't afford going lower. You nodded stiffly.

"Any more complaints, and I'd be forced to transfer you somewhere else and hand this case over to someone competent. And you know it wouldn't be safe for your career, Y/N." He rose up from the chair, heading towards the door. "I want it resolved. Soon."

You bowed your head, in a sense of respect for your senior you'd actually never felt. It was annoying, honestly, and your hatred for this man just grew more and more. You had requested since the day of your graduation from the academy to be put in the forensics department - something that actually was your specialty. But no, here you were, patrolling a neighbourhood where the only problem was a kid scribbling on walls and leaving an alphabet behind.

Taehyung kicked a pebble aside, letting it roll aimlessly along the half-paved, half-broken road. "I'm out of green paint, again."

He glanced at the aluminium shutters he had decided to vandalize- no, beautify- today, deciding that the subtle decor of the florist's shop and the grim outside of the tattoo shop - both needed redecorations. He didn't care who was the owner. He didn't care how many reports they filed about the eerie similarities of the vandal to Mrs. Kim's son - they never cared about him before, so they'd never care about him now. That, he was sure of.

His red paint had been used to make the outer petals of a rose that he had dedicatedly been drawing the previous day, until the owner had yelled from his house above for him to stop. That was early, though. 11 AM was a predictable time for a vandal to walk through the streets, spraying graffiti and dusting chalk over every nook and corner until he was satisfied by the art he had created.

His wristwatch ticked three as he picked up his blue paint can. Just a few hours later, but effective enough for the owner to have fallen asleep - Taehyung could definitely justify that by the snores that echoed behind the shutters.

"Reporting. Reporting. Vandal. Street 13. I repeat. Vandal. Street 13."

The cuckoo clock that your mom had gifted you to decorate the less than neat office struck three just when the report came through. Just when you were about to settle for the night.

You pushed your papers aside, leaving the missing car complaint on your table. Holding your baton, slipping your ID into the pocket of your jeans and dusting crumbs off your chiffon blouse, you picked up the radio.

"Street 13. Officer Y/N reporting."

The gruff voice of your chief growled back at you. "The vandal has been found on camera, finally. The florist's CCTV; he sent a complaint. In fact, he's been wandering the streets for half an hour now, Y/N. Where have you been?"

You were about to form a legible enough response, say that the paperwork he had set for you was what consumed your time, but he beat you to it. Sighing into the phone, he said, "Nevermind that. Get to his location immediately, and capture him." His voice stumbled for a second. "Take the taser, just in case."

"Yes sir," you responded meekly, and disconnected the radio.

You looked around for your keys, going past a board full of cases that were never relevant enough to be solved - especially the one of the missing pumpkin. The types of cases you received here made you shudder, this wasn't why you had spent so much time training at the university. You tucked your radio into your jacket as you pushed it on your shoulders, grabbing onto a half-eaten sandwich to satisfy your hunger along the way.

"I have to get that person before he robs me of a chance at the forensics department forever," you thought while speeding towards the location told to you - while maintaining the speed limit, of course. No space for nonchalance.

You'd wanted to finish all your paperwork today and get back to an analysis you were working on - preferably get a nap too. Capturing a neighbourhood graffiti artist- this isn't what you had wanted to do.

This wasn't what Taehyung had wanted to do.

The paint dried off slowly on the metal surface, a small drop of ink trickling down where Taehyung had stopped. The design wasn't matching what he had thought at all, he thought as he stared at it. Time to switch it up.

He picked up the painting from right where he had stopped it - merging blue into the red petals as he was on his way to the centre of the flower. Painstakingly, he traced lines that would capture the delicate curves of the outlines, serving to further merge into the picture.

His vandalism wasn't ugly drawings, nudity, or someone just spraying 'SUCKAZ!' all over a wall. That is for amateurs. His was nuanced art. Art that he couldn't do in the day. The ones he could never showcase in the galleries. The ones he buried in the deepest recesses of his mind, burning a hole into the boxes he stuffed them into. This was his freedom.

Taehyung picked up the black can. Fixing the nozzle in the proper direction, he shook the bottle- once, twice. The paint came out in spurts at first, before settling into a steady spray. Black always enhances everything, doesn't it? Enhancement that never seemed beautiful - it was just there to make it stand out. Be noticed. Be shamed. Be suspected. Look deadly, or even look dead. Even the most innocent faces look devious with black. What's to say his flower would still look alive?

The black slowly spiralled across the expanse of the shutter, coiling over and over in what Taehyung thought could be the leaves. The thorns that held the flower back from reaching the epitome of beauty- at least, outwardly beauty. He detested how overhyped a rose was- just as destructible as all other flowers. Where's the beauty in something temporary?

The green paint can had been used up last time when he had sprayed ivy all over the fashion boutique's doors- all of which had been washed away. A shame, Taehyung thought, and picked up his airbrush. Filling a little green into the small holder, he tested it a few times on the footpath - he'd scrub chalk all over it later on, he still needed to add more to beautify the shops. He carefully painted leaves all over the black he had sprayed, letting them flatten out against the metal at the back and form a protective layer around the rose. Unnecessary by all means.

He then switched to a darker green, picking up the airbrush once again to add some subtlety in the leaves. He watched the spray slowly settle right where he wanted it - paint, unlike his life, was something he had full control of. It was liberating.

Standing back and twirling the can over and over in his hand, Taehyung was somewhat satisfied with what he made. A rose. Simple, overrated. Just like flowers. The leaves stood out more to him, along with the thorns; their prickly points being the focus of the picture. Perfect.

He picked up his personal favorite - a small can of black paint who's nozzle had been crafted by him. Stooping down to the corner of the shutter, he slowly sprayed across it. Black settling on silver gray, one single alphabet. V.

That's it. He was done. Just an hour's work.

He turned to the tattoo artist's shop, the shutter a colourful mess littered with messy black stains and drawings the owner probably thought was hip. Taehyung cringed. How was it possible for an artist to be that bad at decorating their own shop? He walked a few steps back, admiring the size of it and thinking of what he could fill there. Something that would really annoy a tattoo artist- he deserved it after having ruined the shutter like that. Picking up a blade, Taehyung set to scrape away the skulls- which, he found, were stickers. Gross. Peeling them off, he set to chip away at the paint- the soft thunk, thunk of the blade slapping against the metal echoed around him. Hopefully, not too loud.

The metal loudly protested as Taehyung pressed his blade against what seemed to be an outline of a body, done with black, and some random inscriptions that he could notice were wearing away. This had to be really old.

Scratch, scratch, scratch. The blade kept pushing at the layers of colour, forcing them off the metal. He could see glints of silver shining underneath it, dim under the streetlight.

Scratch, scratch, scratch. He kept pushing at the paint, tongue poking out as his eyebrows furrowed in concentration. He had to do it now. There was no other time for him to do this. Now. Now. Now.

The silver suddenly glinted more brightly- a shade impossible under the dull, flickering yellow of the streetlights. White lights created a halo of sorts around him, and Taehyung knew his time was up. He smiled. At least one place got the beauty they deserved.

"Hands up!" A voice yelled behind him, and he could hear a click that definitely sounded like a taser gun.

Looking up, he cursed loudly at everyone and anyone. He could have finished it tonight. His work would have been done, and he would have been on his way. He turned around, annoyance sparking in his eyes with sarcastic acceptance lining his lips in the way they curled. "You found me," he murmured, before letting himself get slammed against the very shutters he was painting.

Fate played wonderful games, and for now, you were its newest loser.

"Name." You spoke, your voice monotone yet clear.

"You know me, Y/N. Don't pretend you don't." Taehyung crooned, smirking while he rotated the glass that rested atop the table.

Your annoyance only grew. When you were told that there was a vandal in the streets, you didn't expect it to be a familiar face.

Kim Taehyung was known to you. Someone who had lived right next door. Someone who had been known as a lovable, obedient boy by the neighbours- you still remembered how your mother would gush about him. Someone you knew, and once, cared for.

Someone who was later only known as the kid who flung a bottle on his stepfather's face and was sentenced for five years - which, in fact, was a misjudgement. He was innocent, and the video of him attacking the man was manipulated. Fake. Edited. Whatever you chose wouldn't be enough to change anything in the past.

Taehyung had come out of jail a changed man, weeping openly in the streets when he heard of his family's fate- what he had heard, though, was something you were unaware of. Two years had since passed, and you no longer heard your mother talking about the Kim's boy. He had simply vanished, for you. No traces anywhere.

But here he was. Kim Taehyung. Alive, breathing. Smirking. And spinning a glass over and over.

"Give that to me." You said, snatching the glass away from him and keeping it aside. Settling into your chair, you pulled your laptop closer once again, mustering the most serious look you can. "I'm not playing around, Taehyung. Talk properly. Behave. You're already in a rough spot."

Taehyung laughed; a mirthless, almost painful laughter. "I can't see how anything can be bad here, officer. With all due respect, of course." He straightened up, still keeping that smirk on his face.

You exhaled your breath slowly, holding back all the words you wanted to hurl at him. "Name?"

"Kim Taehyung."

You typed it in, feeling the way each letter pad was pushed down before you moved over it- momentary, but fulfilling. "Age."

"As of today, 25."

"Job."

"Nothing. Add the official vandal of Street 13 if you want."

You raised an eyebrow, fingers abruptly coming to a stop. "Behave."

"No job, officer." Taehyung said, settling further ahead in his seat and pausing, before speaking again. "Why do you need this though? I already have a criminal record, don't I?"

You turned your face to him, the sudden change in light exposure hurting your eyes. The hurt they felt couldn't possibly fathom the depths of pain you saw churning in Taehyung's eyes, like pits of fire. They were seemingly blank, but you had known him. Known him long enough to know that this wasn't who he used to be. This wasn't him.

"Once you were proven innocent, your record was wiped clean. The manipulators were given the charges that you had." You looked at him while saying this, trying to notice any emotions that would make way to his face. None. No twitching lips, no annoyance in his eyebrows. Just his eyes that seethed anger. "Family?"

"None."

You raised an eyebrow. "None?"

Taehyung groaned, getting up from the chair and turning around, hands on his waist. "Don't make me repeat all that shit again. You know it, Y/N."

"Sit back down, Taehyung." You said, irritated by his tantrums. It was four in the morning, for God's sake. You didn't have the energy to deal with him. "I need details if you want to get out of this without any charges."

"Dead. Most of them. Those who aren't, disowned me as soon as I got into jail. Something about not wanting to be related to a criminal." He said lowly, a gruff tone to his voice as he spoke the last words.

You hummed lowly, not knowing what to say. How do you possibly respond to something like this? You weren't trained for interrogation at university. You specialized in forensics. This wasn't supposed to be your job.

"I'm sorry that happened, Taehyung." You managed after a few moments of silence.

"Don't be." He shrugged, then looked up. "You don't mean it."

"I still need a reason as to why you are destroying the places around here with your graffiti and chalk drawings, Taehyung." You ignored him and continued, rising from your chair to let your sore limbs relax. "Unfortunately, I can't let you leave till you give me a reason."

Taehyung stayed mum, much to your annoyance.

You slammed your hand on the table, a loud slap that stung your hand, but also Taehyung's ears, it seemed. "Reasons. Now."

"I just wanted to."

"Wanted to? So you were voluntarily damaging someone else's property?"

He raised his head to look at you; once, twice. Then with a resigned sigh, he responded. "Yeah. But I was beautifying it."

"A beautification they never asked for?" You said, as Taehyung groaned behind you.

"No one gives a damn, Y/N-"

"The police do." You say, preparing to send a message to your chief over the radio. "Got him."

"The police didn't care when I was innocent in that case, Y/N. Stop pretending like they'll care for me when I'm actually guilty of something."

"That case was mishandled."

"Yeah, Y/N. It was mishandled. But only for you." You turned to him, shocked at the venom that suddenly laced his voice.

In the few seconds that you had turned away from him, his eyes had turned bloodshot. Red rimmed the remaining white of his eyes. "You wouldn't know what it is to be locked up for harming people you loved, Y/N. You wouldn't understand that pain," he murmured, loud enough for you to hear him in the echoes of the office.

You wanted to scream at him. Tell him how he had hurt you. Remind him of all the things you had forced yourself to forget over seven years. The way your heart still hurt for him.

"You're right. I won't understand. So sit here, and explain yourself." You pulled your chair back, seating yourself in it and gazing up at him expectantly.

He was just staring at you- you couldn't say whether his gaze held expectations or disdain. Then, shaking his head, "You're still just as stubborn, aren't you," he said, softly smiling as he slipped into his chair. "Adamant, and so, so confusing."

"You don't know me anymore, Taehyung. Don't pretend. Anyways," you said, turning to your laptop again. "I need-"

"No." He stood up once again- why was he standing? "Answer me, now."

He rested his arms on the table, chest leaning forward to balance himself- and now, you could see the changes he had brought in himself. In place of lean muscle there were defined biceps you could see being flexed. In place of short hair was curly locks that fell until his crown, now hanging over. In place of a cheeky grin that sent your blood rushing to your cheeks was a pair of lips, set tight in one line that sent chills down your spine. There was warmth to him, yes, but it was different. This wasn't the Taehyung you knew.

"You knew that I was back." Your eyes moved back to look into his. And you noticed more changes. Instead of a carefree twinkle, there was dark, brooding black filling his pupils. "You knew. I'd seen you that night."

The night when you had seen him falling to his knees, soaking himself in the rain as he gave his tears as a tribute to the gushing skies. The night he returned. The night you thought he didn't know you.

"I'd seen you after that as well. That day at the convenience store, I'd seen you buying candies. You still buy the same kind, don't you? Lemon flavoured."

The night you gave up on your dreams to become an analyst in the forensic lab for the police. The night where you stared up to question everything you did as your feet soaked in the snow. Two years ago. The night he thought he knew you.

"You're hurting me by not remembering us, Y/N."

"We were nothing to begin with." You cleared your throat, settling further back into your chair. "You asked me on a date, and stood me up. We're nothing. Absolutely nothing."

Taehyung opened his mouth to speak again, but leaned back, standing tall, straight. You almost missed his warmth - no. This wasn't the warmth of a person you had cared for.

"It's so cold outside, Y/N, why haven't you turned on the heater?" Your chief's voice filled the room after a few minutes of absolute silence. Taehyung had taken to leaning on the wall, now, maintaining an anxious distance. "Did you get the man?"

You simply pointed towards Taehyung, watching the chief's face flash with recognition, brows hastily furrowing as a frown formed on his face.

"Kim Taehyung?" Your chief asked, coming up to the two of you. "Is it really you? Are you the vandal?"

Taehyung remained silent, head hung.

The chief inhaled, then exhaled; loud enough for you to hear him - "It is you, isn't it. What happened after the attempted murder case?"

"Proven false, Sir." You informed your superior. For some odd reason, you felt like you had to come to Taehyung's defense.

"I am aware of that, Y/N." The chief said, looking Taehyung up and down. As reported, he was in the navy blue sweatshirt and ripped jeans- and you could see in the clear light of your office that he had ripped the holes into them himself. Something he did before to look fashionable, he used to say.

"I don't really want to put any charges on you, Taehyung. Why did you do it?"

Taehyung spoke, voice gravelly. "It was liberating, Sir."

"You broke the law, though."

"The law broke me, Sir."

The chief took another deep breath and settled onto the chair where Taehyung was sitting just a few moments ago. His wrinkled skin seemed to age even more. Taehyung was close with the chief as a student, that you knew- you had seen him going multiple times to his office to get clarifications after class. You wondered how the chief felt - did he feel the same sting of recognition you had felt?

"I don't want you to get any charges, Taehyung," he said, before laughing and adding, "all these years, and I still have my student in my head."

He stood up and turned to face Taehyung again, worry reflecting in his eyes as he held him by the shoulders. "You're still the Taehyung I know, right?"

Taehyung looked away, down, his face coming in your line of vision - you could see the small rivulets that flowed from the pool of emotions in his eye, down the lines that worry, anger and disbelief had formed on his face. Sniffing softly, he turned back to the chief. "Yes, Sir."

The chief visibly relaxed, his arms coming down to his sleeves, gripping Taehyung. "Good. I hope it remains that way."

He returned to his stern stance, and faced you. "I suggest you keep him here for the night, Y/N." he looked outside, the sky just turning sapphire. "I shall return in the morning to talk. Get some rest while you're at it. And Taehyung? Eat something."

The chief swiftly departed the office, and Taehyung slumped into the chair. "Seven years, and the old man still remembers me," he laughed mirthlessly, lips twisting in an amused smile. "Always appreciated him."

"And so did he," you mentioned. Taehyung was always brought up as a comparison for your batch of officers to emulate. Even when he was in jail, he was remembered among you as a diligent student and worker. "'Remember his good', he used to say. He always remembered you."

"And you?" He suddenly looked at you. His eyes were no longer bloodshot - there were small remnants of anger, but all you could see was wistfulness. "Did you remember me, Y/N?"

a/n: yup, I stopped there. Do leave some feedback if you liked it- in the comments, or as an ask! Also, if you wish to be tagged for the next part, you can ask for that too! Thank you for giving your time to this fic,, and I hope you enjoyed reading it! love, hazel💞

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Hiiii yes!!! I absolutely love the way you write!! I'm so glad I accidentally stumbled across your blog!!! If it's okay, may I ask for some nsfw headcanons with Beelzebub and Mammon (separately) with a VERY sub female s/o? Completely fine if not tho!! Keep up with the amazing work!!!

Say Hiiii so yes I saw that you write nsfw now and uhhhhhhh, may I ask for some headcanons with Beel x a very sub!f!reader? Completely fine if not!!! Thank you :) hewwo 💕nsfw for the obey me boys with a really sub mc who just wants to be dominated?

(idk if i wrote the fandom, so sending it twice, sorry) nsfw headcanons for obey me with a sub/bottom reader

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I hope nobody minds, but I got 4 different asks with the same type of request, so I’m mashing them together

Also, I really hope any NSFW stuff I write is okay! I’m really not that great at writing it, so I hope you all enjoy this!

Lucifer

( I’m so happy that I got this sticker okay - And the other side of the card now, too, thanks Devil Flower! )

Lucifer is the epitome of a dominant top, so he’s perfect for you, especially if you WANT him to dominate you.

He doesn’t even try, it only comes natural to him - Everything about him - His gaze, his composure, his self-esteem, his pride, his confidence, his aura, his stature, everything about him SCREAMS dominant.

While yes, he will be having you squirming under him, a moaning mess calling our his name with no inhibitions or shame, he will still hold himself back the first few times, until/if he knows your boundaries, kinks and fetishes.

Lucifer would either have you undress for him, slowly, to admire your whole body, or would tease you with his ungloved hands by tracing every curve of your body with gentle and soft touches that make you want more.

His kisses are out of this world, hot and passionate with a small tint of rough, but never messy.

He actually loves biting your bottom lip, tugging on it slightly, teasing you a lot, loving to hear your whimper.

Prepare for either multiple orgasms, or a lot of edging and orgasm denial, because unless you’re begging for your sweet release, you won’t have any mercy from this one.

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Mammon

Despite having a huge power bottom or submissive energy, he won’t care what role he has to do, as long as you’re enjoying it.

He has some big self-esteem issues, but honestly, if you two are having fun in bed, then he really trusts you a lot, and he won’t think or feel down in any way, so he will focus only on you and your pleasure.

He loves you so much that he wants to make sure you get multiple orgasms, he wants you to be happy, to love him, to enjoy being in his arms, to enjoy his touch.

He loves the Missionary position, if he has to top, because he can hold you close to his body, look you in the eyes, kiss your cheeks, forehead, lips, neck, jawline and cleavage as much as he wants.

Mammon loves seeing your cheeks get pink and when you look away as you’re feeling good and shift around, panting for air or biting your lip, trying to hide your moans.

Expect a loooot of compliments and body-worship because this boy literally venerates the ground you walk on, that’s how much he loves you, and he will do anything to make sure you’re happy, and you know you’re perfect inside and out, and that you’re more beautiful than any star, in his eyes.

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Leviathan

With Levi, it takes long until he gets riled up enough for him to be a DomTop, especially since he’s such a SubBot, a little blushy tsundere who likes to have someone dominate/top him, since it will spare him a lot of embarrassment.

However, that doesn’t mean he’s a bad DomTop, on the contrary, if he’s in the mood, he will be the best guy you’ve ever made love with.

It’s enough for him to see you in a short skirt, thigh highs, cute hairstyles that look anime-ish, or any cosplay/clothes with cosplay potential, and that’s it, he’s your guy for the whole night, he won’t leave you alone.

He’d put you in his lap and caress your thighs up and down, muttering how beautiful you are, and how much he wants to make love to you, hold you close to his chest, slowly undress you, pinching every inch of your body, commenting how much he loves every party of you and how beautiful you are.

Levi would make sure to kiss your lips and neck a lot, not caring if he leaves hickeys, mostly because he sees you enjoying those kisses so he doesn’t think about anything else, having it as an incentive to keep on going.

Say his name, say how much you love him, say how good he’s making you feel, and oh boy, you will see Valhalla in a way you’ve never dreamt of.

Also, he’s VERY good with his hands…Fingers…Thanks to all the gaming he’s done, and he’s veeeeery patient, and will know every little inch of your body and how it reacts, and you better bet that he’ll take advantage of that, only to hear your cute squeaks or whimpers.

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Satan

He can either be super gentle, or super rough, depending on how you like it.

He’s a gentleman and he cares a lot about your pleasure, so he won’t do anything you’re uncomfortable with or dislike.

As well as that, Satan is afraid he’ll unintentionally hurt you by being too rough, since he’s a demon and compared to humans, he sometimes doesn’t realise the difference in strength, so he’d rather be gentle and know that you’re enjoying it, than seeing crude bruises or scratches.

He enjoys being a top and loves teasing you so much, being a lot into senses-play, so blindfolds, a bit of playful messing around, soft touches, messy kisses, he just wants both of you to have fun, so if you giggle and then moan, godamn, you’re killing his heart.

Satan likes hearing your voice while making love to you, and even more, when he’s in the prelude mode, just enjoying how wet he can get you only with his words, touches and kisses.

Sometimes, however, he can’t resist your charm too much, seeing you so vulnerable and ready to take him, so he doesn’t tease you too much, enough to beg and whimper for him, he will go right at it when he knows you’re ready and will rock your world like never before.

Your innocence is such a turn on, and the thought of somehow tainting you, in a devilish way, makes him want to do filthy things with you, enough for you to never want to let go of him, to never get enough of him, and love only him.

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Asmodeus

Avatar of Lust? God of Lust? God of Love? God of Pleasure?

Honestly, Asmodeus is everything you would ever wish for in a love partner.

He makes you feel safe and secure, he makes you feel beautiful and love, and will give you enough self-confidence for you to be able to speak out anything you want.

There’s a weird fetish you have? Okay, Asmo’s gonna make sure he integrates it next time you make love.

You want to try out a new kink, but you’re ashamed or scared of it? No worries, Asmo will be gentle, and there is nobody more knowledgeable in this department, so you know everything he says is legit.

You just want to have a tender and passionate love-session with him, where all he does is pamper you and makes you feel loved? Yep, Asmo will be more than happy to ensure that happens.

You want to go rough and get dominated in a filthy way? No shame, Asmo will dirty talk in your ear how much of a slut you are for his dick with no problem or second thought.

He will NEVER judge you for anything you do in bed, and it only stays between the two of you, although he’s never going to shy away from complimenting you outside of your bedroom and saying how lovely you were and all that.

As well as that, Asmo would like to make sure you are pampered before and after your love-session, so he will make you do the whole skin-care routine with him, including a rose-bath with a glass of rose-wine or champagne.

Asmo is always very attentive at your every need, even if he doesn’t seem like that while at it, but it’s thanks to his experience that he doesn’t need to think about anything, and he can still make you scream his name with no real effort.

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Beelzebub

(( I just got this too hnnnng, but no Alice in Devildom event card from Draw 10, I’m mad, lemme cry ))

He’s a very chill baby, so he won’t really care much about dom or sub, top or bot, basically, he’s a switch and will do whatever you’re comfortable with.

If he’s on top, he’ll be a bit wary because he doesn’t want to hurt you in any way, either from his demon strength, his huge body, or the fact that he constantly works out, so he’s even physically stronger than average.

Beel is very soft and will put your needs above his own, so he would give you so many tender kisses, will ask if you’re okay and feeling good, will touch you a lot, and of course, he will eat you out like there’s no tomorrow, provided you’re okay with it.

He will make sure you cum a few times before he goes further, wanting to be extra sure that you’re okay at all times, that he won’t hurt you, that he won’t be too rough without realising and all that.

Honestly, Beel is such a loving babe, he doesn’t believe in roles and anything of the sort, he lets emotion take over him, and makes sure to pleasure you, and if he sees you like it, he’ll continue with even more passion.

Can go on all night with no problem, but will go for as long as you’re able to, since human stamina isn’t as high as demon stamina.

He just really wants to love you and show you in any way possible that his feelings for you are infinite, so at the end, he will hold you tight to his chest, kissing your forehead and playing with your hair soothingly, staying awake until you fall asleep, just happy that he can look at you and indulge in your beauty and the fact that you really love him as much as he loves you.

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We're Worlds Apart (7)

Draco Malfoy x American No-Maj!reader

series m.list | general m.list | previous chp

warnings: none (other than blaise being jealous)

summary: Draco Malfoy is a pureblood wizard. Magic runs through his veins and has been since his birth. You're a Wiccan No-Maj; a non-magical being with ordinary blood through your veins, but practices what you call magick. And this very practice upsets your neighbor.

a/n: my workplace is under construction and i'm stressed bc i have to work around all the rubbish and it makes me stay longer when i wanna come home and write 😭 anyways, this is unedited so i'll come back to it after i clock off tonight

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Being friends with you was kind of weird. Draco couldn't really tell you about his day because it consisted of magic nearly the entire time. He’s also at work for almost the entire week, so he wasn't really at home much.

Except for now. Draco finally had twelve days off to spend with his best mates. He had been so caught up with the chaos that surrounded him at work that he wasn't able to plan any sightseeing activities to do with them, so he just let them pick whatever it was they wanted to do.

“I could always ask Y/N what to do,” Blaise suggested. Yes, Draco hadn't forgotten the small fling between you and his best mate. Blaise would go over to your house at least three nights a week while Draco stayed overnight at Santa Marie's. Theo didn't mind being by himself and was grateful that the guest bedroom was farthest from your bedroom window. Draco was also grateful that he chose to go on nights he wasn't home; he didn't need to hear you two throughout the night.

Now that a hatchet was somewhat buried, Draco thought that asking you was a good idea. He nodded his head and headed for the door. Blaise also got up, but the both of them stopped when their hands nearly collided on the door knob. “Oh, did you want to ask her?” Blaise questioned.

“Uh… no you go. She's your…” Draco paused, “You go ahead.” Blaise gave him a weird look before walking out the door and headed to your house. Theo watched the whole thing and waited to start laughing at Draco. He glared at Nott and spat out, “What are you laughing at?”

“What was that?” Theo held his stomach as he caught his breath. “Did you want to talk to her?” Draco didn't appreciate whatever his friend was trying to say. It's just a bloody question. He sat down on the couch and picked up the Daily Prophet from Theo’s hands. He wasn't surprised to find Harry Potter in it, a column about his recent marriage with Weasley’s sister. He was surprised that they hadn't gotten married sooner.

“Do you think it's weird that Blaise is dating a muggle?” Theo asked. His face was neutral, but his tone was suggestive. Draco internalized the question. On one hand, it didn't really disturb him all that much. He was confused as to whether or not you were his girlfriend, but Blaise doesn't really talk about you too much. On another hand, he knew Blaise and even though you annoyed him – or did you? – he always took pity on any girl that mixed with Blaise. Draco didn't know what Blaise would do, but it was enough to get anyone on their knees for him in more ways than one.

“I don’t care who or what he dates,” Draco stated. Theo went to minding his business, until something caught his attention from outside. “Oh Salazar, what is he doing?” Theo’s voice was filled with amusement. Draco turned from his sitting position and saw what was happening.

Blaise was fully making out with you right on your porch. Out where anyone could watch. One of his hands were tangled in your hair while the other one was resting gently on your waist. Your hands rested shyly on his shoulders and it looked as if you were on your toes just to reach up to his height. The kiss was slow and sensual.

It was exactly what Draco needed to see. Because from that, he felt nothing at all. Just a gross feeling that he was potentially invading someone's privacy. Sure, they were outside but it still felt weird. Draco wasn't one to enjoy public displays of affection.

“Wow, he’s really milking it out. You reckon he asked her about sight-seeing?” Theo kept observing them from the window. Draco hit his head with the newspaper rolled up. Theo laughed and turned to look at the blond man next to him. “How come you’re not with anyone?”

“With where I work, do you honestly think I have time to find someone?” Draco sassed as he continued reading. Dating was the last thing on his mind. He was too focused on work to even flirt with another woman. Pansy was the last person Draco had ever dated. He was meant to be betrothed to Astoria Greengrass, but Draco declined and started his path to becoming a healer. He also didn't want to be in a marriage knowing he couldn't genuinely love her.

Moving to America, he never found anyone interesting. Ashley was nice but not only was she already married, she was married to a woman. Other women in the department, or hospital as a whole, took an initial liking to Draco, but he figured it was solely due to the fact that he’s a foreign British man with an accent. After a month of women flirting with him, it died down almost completely and everyone treated him as normal which pretty much confirmed it to him. Would Draco like to date someone? Absolutely. But right now, he was perfectly happy being by himself.

Theo knew Draco enough to know when he was fibbing and this wasn't one of those times. He was glad to see Draco be okay with himself after all this time. He remembers the constant need of validation during their days at Hogwarts. And it was because of a certain wizard who Draco was always competing with. Now as for Theo, he had been out of the dating scene for a while and he was nearly desperate to get laid.

He dropped the topic and got up to take a short nap in the guest room. A few moments later, Blaise was knocking on the door. Draco got up to open it and was caught by surprise to see you standing behind Blaise. You looked like you weren't really sure what you were doing there either. “Mate,” Blaise started off, “what if we brought her along with us?”

You blinked at the tall man standing in front of you and then looked at Draco who had the same facial expression. “Who else better to show us around than someone who actually lives here?” Blaise suggested. It made sense; you would know your way around and Draco could save himself the trouble of not only Blaise and Theo being lost, but also Draco also getting lost. He still had a hard time with some of the streets. One-way streets, round-a-bouts, and bike lanes were still new to him. And you once mentioned how Manhattan was worse than the streets here in Buffalo, so how would he deal with that?

You stood unusually quiet. Blaise had only just asked you to tag along with them and before you could even process the question, you were being dragged to Draco’s house. “I don’t know, I don't want to intrude on–”

“Nonsense, you’d be our guide. I highly doubt Draco knows where he’s going,” Blaise assured. He got a stern ‘Hey’ from the blond but ignored it. “What do you say? Come with us?” You looked back and forth from the both of them and settled on Draco, your eyes asking him if he would even want you there. He shrugged his shoulders, leaving it up to you.

“Uh, sure. I’d just have to fix my schedule and–” you started before Blaise cut you off, “Great! We leave tomorrow at seven in the morning.” He kissed your forehead and walked inside. Draco stood at the door and was still confused as to what just happened. You started to walk away before Draco asked you, “Should we take my car?” You turned around and thought about it. “If you want.”

Draco preferred it, so he just agreed to it. “I’ll see you tomorrow, then.” You smiled sheepishly and raised your hand to say 'bye’. Tomorrow was surely going to be… something.

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You were hoping to be able to rest your head on Blaise’s shoulder for the ride to the airport. But here you were, in Draco’s car with the largest cup of coffee that was barely keeping you awake as you drove there. You were glad that Draco had common sense to book two flight tickets for everyone to go there because there was so way in hell you were going to drive six hours to Manhattan and another six back.

Theo, however, was resting his head on Blaise’s shoulder as he snored away during the short ride. Blaise tried to shove him off, but it turned out that the sleepy friend was heavier than he looked. It was funny, really. Draco sat in the passenger seat next to you on his phone trying to read out directions. You insisted you didn't need them, but he said they were more for himself when they come back home.

Once on the plane, you finally got some shut eye. You stayed up all night thinking about what to do for the day. Where to go, what to eat, what to see. And other things kept you up, but that's besides the point. During the security check, you had to hold your laughter. It was hilarious to watch the three men be so confused as to what was going on. They acted like it was their first time in an airport.

The seats you had were nice and surely expensive. Draco insisted that you didn't have to pay him back. Must be nice being rich you thought. Blaise looked at you and poked your nose, “Is someone sleepy?” You glared at him before laying back into your seat, “Maybe if you didn't keep me up all night, I wouldn't be tired.” You didn't know how the man could have this much energy in the morning.

The hour went by quick and you were in Manhattan by ten in the morning. You suggested a local diner that was near the airport which they all agreed to since they didn't know their way around. At the diner, Blaise and Theo had made a dash for the restroom. You laughed at the view of Theo pushing Blaise behind him and Blaise glaring at him as he smacked the back of his head.

“I swear, they’re still childish gits,” Draco groaned. “26 years old and they still don't grow up.” You nudged his arm from across the table. “Leave them be. They’re still young, and so are you. Let loose, we’re in New York City after all. Can’t be brooding the whole time.” Draco rolled his eyes and looked at the menu that was under the glass on the table.

A waitress came up to your table with a small clipboard and notepad. “Are you two ready to order?” she asked sweetly. “Not yet, we’re waiting on two people to come back,” you answered. “Oh that’s cute, is this a double date?”

Without hesitation, you and Draco stated at the same time, “We’re not together.” The waitress looked between the two of you and just nodded. “I’ll be back, then.” The both of you hadn’t said a word when she left and patiently waited for his friends to come back. Shortly after, they did. Blaise took the spot in the booth next to you and Theo next to Draco.

“Alright, what do you suggest I get?” Blaise asked you. He had his body slightly facing yours and an arm over the top of the seat around you. He hadn't bothered to look on the menu and just focused on your features. “Depends, what do you like?”

“Anything,” he lowered his voice and was close to your ear. The breath tickled your ear which made you giggle. “Okay, we get it. You two are cute. Now keep it down, I’d like to be able to digest this food,” Theo’s nose crinkled as he complained. You still didn't know Theo all that much. This morning, he walked like a zombie and he probably just became fully awake, so to see his best friend making kissy faces at you before his first meal wasn't an ideal way to start the day. Draco chuckled in his seat as he was still figuring out what to order.

“I have to make a quick call,” you announced before pulling out your phone and called one of your employees, “Were you able to open fine on your own? Okay, call me if anything happens. Okay, bye.” The waitress came back and took down the order after she set a pot of coffee for the four of you.

Theo was the first to say something, “So, Y/N is it?” You nodded in response as you took a sip from your mug. “What is it that you do in your free time? Other than Blaise, of course.” He had a smug smile watching as you blushed. Two seconds later, the table shook and Theo groaned in pain. Unbeknownst to you, both Blaise and Draco had kicked Theo in his shins.

“Stupid git,” Draco said under his breath. Theo glared at his friends as he rubbed his legs. You cleared your throat and started to speak before Blaise stopped you, “You don’t have to answer that.”

“It’s okay, he was just joking,” you defended. “No he wasn't,” Draco added. You ignored him and looked at Theo, “What do you want to know?”

He had your full attention and ignored the looks from his friends, “What do you do for a living? What’s your work like?”

“Well, I uhh,” you started, “I own a store downtown. I’m there almost everyday.”

“What kind of store is it?” Theo asked as he leaned over the table closer to you. “What do you sell?”

“Candles,” for the second time that day, you and Draco synchronized. “Yeah, I sell candles and little… knick knacks,” you still hadn't opened up to Draco or Blaise for that matter about your Wiccan activities. So to say that you sold sage bundles, specially made oils and healing crystals would raise questions you weren't ready to answer now.

“Draco, have you ever been to the place? What is it called, by the way?” Theo kept on. Blaise was certainly not kidding when he said that Theo loved to talk. “No, I haven't,” Draco answered. “It’s called Soul Beads, wasn't it?”

“Yeah, that’s the name.” The food was brought on a large tray. Blaise handed your plate to you and you grabbed your fork to dig in. He was eating slowly, looking as if he was thinking about something. “Hey, you okay?” you whispered to him, Draco and Theo having their own conversation. “Oh, uh, yeah. I’m fine, love,” Blaise continued eating at a faster pace now. You looked around the men that surrounded you and smiled. Today’s gonna be fun.

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The day went… weird. Blaise tried to have as much fun as possible but something was bothering him. Was it Theo talking his head off the entire time? No, I’m used to that. Was it his legs tired after walking almost all day? No, not that. Was it how even though you held his hands the whole time and gave him occasional kisses on his cheek or lips, you had gone the entire day talking to Draco and shared a couple laughs with him? Absolutely.

Jealousy was always an ugly emotion to Blaise. It annoyed him during his time at Hogwarts, and it annoys him now. The way girls would ask him if he was messing around with other girls and he’d always say the same thing. “How could I when you’re the most beautiful girl in these halls?” They’d all swoon over it. And by the looks of it, you swooned over his every word as well. But the looks you gave him were different from the ones you gave Draco.

From all the letters he had gotten from Draco, Blaise knew how much he hated you. No, loathed. But after the two of you decided to make nice, it was like you had been friends since day one. Draco may have even looked comfortable talking to you. And it bothered Blaise. His time with you may have been short, but today made him realize something.

Blaise is nowhere near being in love, he knew that much. But he knew that he didn't want to be messing around anymore. He wants to have an actual relationship, and right now, he wanted it with you. Blaise was confused by it all. He should be happy that his best friend and a girl he likes gets along. It would make it all that much easier.

But something about the two of you was odd today.

Maybe there was a look that lasted too long. Or a tone that came out differently. Or maybe… no. Blaise knew what it was. He just wants to have that same friendship with you. Blaise still didn't know that much about you. He didn't even know you had your own store until that morning. And to hear that his friend who supposedly hates you even knows not only the name of the store, but what you sell, hit something in him.

So, he was going to change that. Because for the most part, you were pretty interesting. He knew you were a Wiccan and as much as he doesn't really care to know what it was all about – considering he can just do any magic with a flick of a wand – he’d at least know you a little better.

Momentarily, as he was deep in thought, Theo’s annoying voice popped in his head. Hey, at least you know her in a way Malfoy won’t. He mentally cringed at it for a second before he thought Wait. I do. It was a start, not one that someone usually prefers, but it was better than nothing.

You sat beside him on the ride back home and had a smile on your lips while you rested on him. Draco was driving and Theo wanted to raise the volume of the music but his hand was slapped away. “She’s sleeping, idiot.” Draco scolded.

“Merlin, look at this,” Theo looked at Blaise as he pointed to Draco’s face. “Malfoy caring for a muggle? I’ve seen everything now.”

“M-muggle?” You rubbed your eyes and yawned. The three Slytherin’s had wide eyes, Blaise cursing Theo with his eyes. “I've heard,” you let out another yawn, “Draco say that before.”

Merlin, how many times have these actually talked? Blaise thought. “I-it’s just slang from London,” he tried to cover up. You nodded your head and gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek before going back to sleep.

Once everyone was home, Blaise walked you to your door. “I had fun today, did you?” Blaise gave his most convincing smile, “Yeah, I did.”

You said ‘Good night’ and almost closed the door when he stopped you. “Is it alright that I stay with you tonight?”

“I'm kind of tired, maybe tomorrow–”

“No, not for that,” Blaise chuckled at your insinuation. You looked slightly surprised. And it made sense considering that's almost all he came over for. Nonetheless, you let him into your home. Blaise stayed true to his words and just laid beside you in bed until the two went to sleep.

In his own bedroom, Draco smiled as he thought about the fun day he had. Maybe being friends with you wasn't so bad. He went to his kitchen to grab a drink when he noticed there was one person missing. “Where's Blaise?”

“I think he's staying at Y/N’s,” Theo stated. Inside, Draco felt an unusual pang in his chest. He let it go and went to bed. Hopelessly trying to get out of his head whatever you two were up to.

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