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soolh1k · 5 months

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Not sure if your requests are open but could you do stray kids forgetting a date they had with (r) ? And maybe the aftermath of it? Thank you smm if you plan on doing this, I just really enjoy the way you right your angst.

- 🦴anon

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synopsis. when skz forgetting the date they had w you and the aftermath

pairing. bf!skz x reader genre. angst and fluff

a/n. Thank you so much for the request!!! I hope you like it and i am so glad that you like the way I write angst, means a lot to me ♡︎ love you 🦴 anon !! 🩷 english is not my first language so apologies for any misspellings or grammar. let me know if you'd like to be tagged !! YEAH AND SORRY FOR NOT POSTING!! I'LL BE BACK WITH MORE POSTS THESE DAYS LOVE UUU

✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ BANGCHAN

Chris was very focused on working on a new track. He wanted it to be perfect, and since he's someone who always finds flaws in things, he couldn't leave his studio until the new melody was flawless. Therefore, he wasn't even paying attention to his phone; he had it on silent just to finish that damn song. He didn't stop until he got frustrated because things weren't going as he wanted. So, he took a break to clear his mind and relax a bit. He picked up his phone and saw a ton of messages from you. It wasn't strange since you used to tell him everything, which he found adorable. However, he was surprised when he saw the messages you had sent him. Had he forgotten your date? No, that couldn't be true. He had it marked on his calendar, and he was genuinely looking forward to that day. He wanted to spend time with you; he missed you so much. He had messed up and needed to fix this urgently. He hadn't done it on purpose; he felt so guilty.

He quickly arrived at the apartment where you lived. He saw the food in the kitchen, and his heart sank. He barely realized how you must have felt sitting there alone in the middle of the night, waiting for him, excited to be only disappointed by him. The worst part was when he heard sobs coming from your room. You were crying because of him, because of his stupidity, and because of being a bad boyfriend.

He hurried to your room, making as little noise as possible. You were already lying in your bed, covered with your blanket up to your head. As soon as you felt your bed sink, something in you hoped it was Chris. When you heard his voice, you felt relieved but angry at the same time. You uncovered yourself and looked at your boyfriend with teary eyes, an action that hurt him even more. He didn't give you time to confront him; he already had you wrapped in his arms. All you could do was cry while holding him tightly.

"You're a fool, Chris," you said between sobs.

"I know, sweetheart, forgive me," he said, stroking your hair while still hugging you.

"I was so focused on my work that I never heard my phone, but I want you to know that my work will never be more important than you. You are my priority, beautiful."

"Do you promise it won't happen again?"

"It will never happen again, darling. Let's rest, okay? Tomorrow we'll have a lovely date. Sleep now, I love you."

✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ MINHO

He didn't know how much it hurt. Months without being able to go on a date with him. You didn't ask for much, not even for it to be a date outside the house. Just spending time together was enough for you. You just wanted to be with your boyfriend.

Minho hadn't even realized that you had sent him so many messages. He was trying to add new steps to the new choreography; the comeback was approaching, and he felt desperate to finish everything. He just wanted to rest.

It got really late; he was leaving the company around 1:30 am. When he reached the parking lot, the first thing he did was check his phone for any message from you. To his surprise, he had hundreds of messages from you, and the most concerning part was that the recent ones expressed disappointment towards him. What had he done wrong?

Slowly, he read each one and realized that you had a planned date today. He had completely forgotten, and he felt horrible. It had been months since you could go out or have a nice date. He put his phone aside and headed to his apartment. He needed to fix things with you; he knew you had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

As soon as he arrived at his apartment, he searched for you everywhere but couldn't find you. That made him even more nervous. He felt like he had lost you. However, he heard a sound coming from the bathroom—it was you, coming out after showering. At that moment, he breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe he had messed things up, but at least you were still there.

You were frozen; you didn't expect Minho to come home so late. You stayed up late because you couldn't sleep due to anger and disappointment. So, you decided to take a shower to release all those consuming emotions. Lost in your thoughts, you felt someone wrapping their arms around you. You wanted Minho to let go, but deep down, you needed a hug. In whispers, you heard explanations from your boyfriend about how the stress of the comeback was consuming him, and he spent a lot of time at the company, even though he wished all that time was invested in you.

"Forgive me, please. I completely forgot that we were supposed to go out today. I'm really sorry that you felt that way, sweetie. It wasn't my intention to hurt you. Tomorrow we can go out; I'll stay home. But please, forgive me." You just nodded and gave him a small kiss.

"I love you, Minho."

"I love you too."

✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ CHANGBIN

You were sitting in your chair, waiting for Changbin to show up. You weren't even angry; just sad because you had planned this outing so much. You were worried because he wasn't answering your messages. You knew he had a busy job, spending most of his time in the studio producing with his friends. But you were hoping for the day when you could spend the entire day together, despite both of your stress and worries.

As it got later, you felt more tired. Without hope, you went to your room to change and remove your makeup. Today, you looked and felt beautiful, but it seemed like all that effort had gone to waste. You sat at your vanity, looked at yourself in the mirror, saw how tired you were, and started crying. Your relationship was wearing you down in a way you couldn't describe, but you wanted to stay because he made you happy. Changbin rarely failed in your relationship. Honestly, at the beginning, you expected something worse, but no, Changbin was the perfect boyfriend. The only complicated thing was his work, but you knew it was his dream, so you felt happy for him. You turned back to the mirror, saw tears, didn't even realize you were crying, which made you cry even more. You really missed your boyfriend, but things were getting more complicated. You just kept sitting there, crying in front of the mirror, waiting for your tears to stop.

Moments later, when you were calmer, you heard gentle knocks on your room door, followed by Changbin's voice asking for permission to enter. Something inside you didn't want to see him; you felt and looked horrible.

"Can I come in, princess?"

"Not now, Changbin, I need time," your voice sounded rushed, trying to remove your makeup as best as you could, mascara running like never before.

"Please, princess, I need to talk to you," the man sounded desperate.

"Just give me a few minutes, please." Saying that, you went to your bathroom, washed your face, and once clean, you ran to open the door. Your surprised boyfriend could only put his head on your shoulder; he exuded such a sad vibe.

"Forgive me, please. Time flew by, and I never realized we were going out today. I didn't even hear your messages. I'm really sorry, princess," Changbin was on the verge of tears, genuinely repentant.

"I know, Binnie, it's okay, don't worry," you said while stroking his head.

"It's not okay, princess. You are my everything, and today, I failed you. Forgive me, please. It will never happen again," he said between sobs. You couldn't believe he was crying.

"Love, I know how difficult your job can be. You have to do many things, and it's okay. I understand, and I trust you not to let it happen again. I love you," you said while hugging him tightly.

"I love you too, and sorry again."

✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ HYUNJIN

You were angry, not even sad, just angry. You had been wanting to see your boyfriend for a while, and as soon as he told you he had some free time, you planned many things to spend time with him. You even prepared many things for him, cooked various dishes, bought a little gift, and even tried to paint something for him. It turned out beautiful, but your boyfriend never showed up to see your little gifts.

You were on your way home when you felt someone approaching you. It made you nervous because it was already dark, and someone approaching wasn't a good sign. You started walking faster, but you heard the footsteps of the other person accelerating too. You didn't want to start running because if you weren't fast enough, things would end badly. Besides, you were carrying the things you had taken to the place where you were going to meet Hyun. All you were praying for was to reach a street where there were more people to lose that person. However, your wish couldn't be fulfilled, and you felt the person following you grab you by the shoulders. You almost fainted right there, but upon hearing the person's voice, your soul returned to your body.

"Why are you walking so fast, my goodness," said Minho, trying to regulate his breath.

"Oh my god, Minho! I almost had a heart attack. I thought I was about to be kidnapped. I swear I won't survive the night," you said, speaking very fast. Your voice didn't even have an annoyed tone; you could only hear relief.

"I called you several times, but you never paid attention. You were in your own world. What did you want me to do?" he complained.

"Well, your friend, the idiot, stood me up and never replied to my messages," you complained with an annoyed tone.

"I know, that's why I came. Honestly, it wasn't his intention. As soon as he saw the messages, he tried to run out, but the idiot tripped and sprained his ankle," Minho explained.

"Oh my god, but is he okay?" you asked worried.

"Crying but yes, he's okay. If I were you, I'd go to the company to see him because otherwise, it's going to end up being a disaster," a sigh was all that came out of you, nodding your head. You accompanied Minho back to the company.

As soon as Hyunjin saw you, he started crying more, feeling guilty. But all you did was approach him, hug him, and tell him not to worry right now. First, his health was important, and then you could talk.

"Don't worry right now, Hyunnie. First, get better, okay? I love you, everything is fine," you gave him a little kiss on the head.

"Forgive me, I love you. I swear when I recover, I'll take you on a very nice date. I promise."

✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ JISUNG

Angry, frustrated, sad, humiliated— you felt like a sea of emotions. You told him how you felt, but you didn't know if it had been the best choice, or the right words, or the right moment. Maybe he was just too busy? But still, it didn't give him the right to stand you up. It wasn't the first time; if the times you went on dates were few, the times he actually made it to the dates were even fewer.

You felt tired, abandoned even. You hardly had the chance to see your boyfriend, and you knew his life was complicated. But there was always the need, the desire to spend time with him, to love him like the first time, to be loved.

Now that you had arrived home, you didn't know what to do. It was like reality had punched you. You realized you had said things that could be misinterpreted. Perhaps the last message would seem like you wanted to break up when that wasn't really the case. The words you said were spoken without much thought; you were just venting, but it wasn't the best. You were shattered. You couldn't even move from the entrance; you were crying oceans, clinging to the door. You didn't want to move; your head hurt, and you couldn't even breathe properly. At this point, you were hyperventilating. Meanwhile, your boyfriend was rushing to your apartment to find you. He didn't want things to end between you two; he loved you and was willing to make a great sacrifice for you.

He arrived in less than 10 minutes, even though your apartment was 15 minutes away. He knocked on the door with desperation, which snapped you out of your trance. However, you couldn't move; everything hurt. As you didn't answer, he became even more worried. He entered the code to the entrance and found you on the floor, in pain, struggling to breathe. He took you in his arms and tried to calm you down. After a long time, you were much calmer, just looking at your boyfriend with teary eyes.

"I don't want to break up with you. I'm sorry, Hannie," you whispered.

"Nor do I want to, my love. Please let me take care of you. I promise that from now on, I'll always be there for you. My work will never come before you. You are my priority. Forgive me, let me fix things. I love you. I'm sorry," he pleaded.

"I forgive you, my love. I love you too. Let's go back to how we were before."

✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ FELIX

You were already asleep in the room you shared with Felix. A few hours ago, you were supposed to have your wonderful date. Unfortunately, that didn't happen because your boyfriend was probably busy. Yes, you were angry, but more than that, you were disappointed and sad. You used to be a sensitive person, so these kinds of actions hurt your feelings a lot. Let's say you had to cry yourself dry to fall asleep.

Felix was on his way home, very nervous and disappointed in himself. He had forgotten about the date you were supposed to have, one of the few times you could have time for just the two of you. He suspected that you were either devastated or asleep because you weren't answering his calls or messages. They even said your phone was on silent. When he got home, he looked for you in the kitchen. He saw your dishes neatly washed, while his were still on the table. The table was decorated with flowers and a few candles. You even bought a pink wine for the occasion. He had really messed up this time.

In panic, he went to look for you in the room, praying that you were there. And yes, he saw your small figure hidden under the sheets. That made his heart squeeze tightly. Had he really hurt you? He knew you were a very sensitive person, like a porcelain doll. He had to handle you with care, and that was his favorite part—taking care of you. You were his everything. How had he been failing you so much lately? He wanted to cry right there. He wanted to leave his busy life to give all his attention to you. Slowly, he approached you and sat on the side of your bed where only your hand hung. He took it gently and caressed it. He gave you a small kiss while whispering how sorry he was, how much he felt for hurting you, for failing you. He didn't realize you had woken up, only hearing the sweet and sincere words he was dedicating to you.

You got concerned when you felt your hand wet, a sign that he was already crying. Carefully, you moved and, in a slow motion, sat on the floor with him, face to face. You took his face gently in your hands and gave him many kisses, tickling him, which made him smile.

"It's okay, Felix. I already told you that I understand that your life is difficult."

"But even if it is, that doesn't mean I can fail you. It hurts to admit that I completely forgot that we were supposed to have a date today. I know how hard you try to do things for both of us. Please, forgive me. I want to give my all for this relationship, angel. I want things to be like before when we were both so happy."

"I want that too, Lix. I forgive you, okay? For now, let's have dinner together. I left your plate on the table, but I guess the food is already cold." You got up slowly and then extended your hand towards your boyfriend.

"Thank you, beautiful. I love you more than you can imagine. Things will get better, I promise." He gave you a kiss on the cheek as you both headed to the kitchen.

✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ SEUNGMIN

You were clearly hurt, unsure how to react to what happened. Seungmin had stood you up at a restaurant, and now you had to pay for an inexpensively expensive bottle of champagne and a meal you didn't even bother to eat. Walking back home with your heels in one hand and a broken heart in the other, you didn't want to return to your shared apartment with Seungmin. But your feet and head ached, you were tired, so you stopped at a bus stop to rest for a while. You felt your eyes getting heavy, very sleepy, but you knew it wouldn't be a good idea to fall asleep on the street. It was dangerous, and you didn't want anything bad to happen. So, you called one of your friends to pick you up.

You patiently waited for your friend, and when they arrived, Seungmin called. You didn't really feel like answering, but you did it anyway.

"Where are you?" At that moment, your friend arrived in their car, so you quickly got in because you didn't want to make them wait.

"On my way home, I guess." You weren't sure if you wanted to go home, but it was the most likely option.

"What do you mean 'I guess'? Don't you want to go home?" He asked with a concerned tone.

"It's not that, Seungmin. Just a friend picked me up, and I wanted to spend some time with him. Yes, I'll go home, okay?" A somewhat annoyed tone came from your voice. You didn't want to sound like that, but you were very tired and just wanted to rest. Your friend turned to look at you, worried. You just signaled to them that everything was okay.

"Do you know what time you'll be home?" he asked worriedly.

"To be honest, I don't know. I hope before midnight."

"I'll be waiting for you here. I love you. I'm sorry, beautiful." You noticed a tone of regret in his voice.

"I love you too, Seung." You sighed tiredly one last time and ended the call.

You and your friend spent the time talking on the way to distract you from the bad experience. Despite having brought food, your friend suggested going to a fast-food restaurant and ordering something through the drive-thru, and it sounded like a good idea. So, you both had dinner in the parking lot, continued talking for a while, and decided it was time to go home. Your friend drove you back and waited for you to enter the building where you lived.

The moment you entered your apartment, you felt a heavy, sad vibe—something inexplicable. It felt completely weird because you expected Seungmin to come running to see if you had arrived safely, but none of that happened. So, you decided to go look for him. You found him in your shared bed, curled up, crying like never before, which crushed your heart. Slowly approaching him, once by his side, you started stroking his back, intending to help him calm down. However, that only made him cry more. He felt extremely guilty, but now you also felt guilty. You should have solved things earlier, but you chose to leave, making things worse than they were. You lay down next to him and hugged him, starting to comfort him, which this time worked. After a few minutes, he began to speak.

"Sorry, beautiful. I completely forgot that we were going out today, and by the time I realized, too much time had passed, and I couldn't find any way to fix it. Please forgive me. I promise I'll make it up to you." He apologized, turning around to face you.

"Of course, Minnie. I forgive you. I was just a little upset, but I know how busy your life can be. All I wanted was some time for us because lately, we haven't been able to go out like before," you said, stroking his cheek.

"I know, beautiful. But soon, I'll get some vacation, and if I don't, I'll take a few days off to be with you, my love." He hugged you tightly.

"Thank you, Minnie. I love you more than you can imagine. Forgive me too, and let's keep being happy together, okay?"

"Yes, silly. I love you much more."

✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ JEONGIN

After sending that message, you felt guilty because maybe it wasn't his fault, but it seemed like he wasn't putting in the slightest effort into your relationship. Every time something complicated happened in your relationship, it wasn't him who came to talk to you about it; it was always his coworkers. This bothered you a lot because it seemed like he was too cowardly to tell you things, either by message or face to face.

Right now, you didn't know whether to cry, get angry, or worry. You really didn't know what to do or how to act. What were you supposed to do? Wait and see if the man you love shows up, or if he's just going to back away again. These thoughts only made you more depressed. You even fell asleep while crying, so you didn't know what was happening around you at that moment.

When you woke up, you had missed numerous calls from your boyfriend, his friends, your friends—literally everyone. He had been looking for you for about an hour and a half, something that surprised you because you didn't even feel like you had fallen asleep, so you didn't notice the calls and messages they had sent you. Disoriented, you started reading messages from your friends saying that Innie had been looking for you for a while and seemed sad. When you began reading his messages, you realized you had messed up really badly. You had around 100 messages from Jeongin apologizing, asking you not to leave him, and begging to see you just to apologize properly. If you didn't want to be with him anymore, he said it was okay, but he just wanted to say goodbye properly. However, you didn't want to end it either; you only said it on a stupid impulse. He was and is the love of your life, and you didn't want things or the love between you to end. You quickly called him, praying that he would answer, and not even 3 seconds passed when a desperate Jeongin answered. You were about to speak, but he started apologizing endlessly, just saying words desperately, not even making coherent sense. He just didn't want you to hang up and say you no longer wanted to be with him. His desperation made you feel disoriented and sad, but at the same time, it frustrated you because he wouldn't let you talk. Therefore, you decided to raise your voice a bit to make him stop talking.

"Jeongin! Let me speak first, okay?"

"Yes, sorry."

"I don't want to break up with you. I know I said I couldn't take it anymore, and it's true, but I know being busy is not your fault. I just want you to communicate more with me. I don't want your friends always having to inform me. I want it to be you," you said with some emotion, finally able to express what you felt.

"Yes, love, I promise. From now on, I'll change for the better, but please don't leave me. I love you more than you can imagine. That's why from today, I'll be the person who makes you happy forever," he promised with a lump in his throat.

"If that's the case, come home now, Innie. I miss you. I want to fix things properly. I miss everything about you, please," you begged your boyfriend.

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luvyeni · 1 year

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after reading the condom brokes (and i know they all have a second birth control) but i'm curious with their reaction of an unplanned pregnancy if you're comfortable with writing that... thank you! and happy writing!!

—｛🎂｝UNPLANNED PREGNANCY; W/DREAMIES

pairings. nct dream x reader

word count.

warnings. mentions of sex, unplanned pregnancy, talks of abortions, and adoption

author's note. thank you for requesting! i hope you like it👍🏽!

—｛🍰｝... MARK ! ⋮

He's gonna try and be level headed so you wouldn't panic... despite being scared shitless.

"Love, i'm here." mark made his way into your apartment. "Babe?" He didn't get any answer. "Are you home?" He was about to pull out his phone to text you, but he heard a faint noise that made him put his phone away, following the noise.

He followed the noise to the bathroom, he finally realized that the sound was your sniffling. "Babe? baby are you okay?" He knocked on the door. "Are you sick? do you need medicine?"

He opened the door, to see you sitting on the floor, completely disheveled. "Baby, what's wrong?" he bent down next to you.

With tear stained eyes, you handed him the stick. "What are we gonna do?" You whispered.

He stared at the postive test, then back at you. He could see panic in your eyes, he decided to put his panic to the side just for a moment.

"I'll get another job, i can do it on top of school- mark, you don't have to." He shushed you.

"I want you to keep it, I want to be there for our kid."

—｛🍰｝... RENJUN ! ⋮

Walking into the bathroom, checking the calendar, he realized you've never gotten your period this month.

He didn't want to seem like a weirdo, but he looked in the trash, and low and behold, a positive test sitting under a tissue.

You were cooking dinner, when you heard your boyfriend making his way to the kitchen "You didn't get your period."

"Probably just a few days late, it's like that sometimes." He was shocked that you'd lie like that.

"If you wanted to hide it, a piece of tissue wasn't gonna help." You stopped cooking, slowly turning around to face the boy. "Why were you going through the trash?"

"That's what you wanna talk about, why didn't you tell me you were pregnant?"

"Because i was scared." Tears now running down your cheeks. "I don't know what im gonna do."

"Why are you speaking like you're alone?" He said. "I don't want you to give up on your dream's because of me."

"I helped make the baby, this is my mistake just as it is yours, im not gonna leave you behind."

—｛🍰｝... JENO ! ⋮

He'd find you looking at different adoption websites and forums on the internet.

"Jen, can you go get my laptop, I need it." He stood up, making his way to your shared bedroom.

Finding your laptop wide open, he couldn't help but look at the screen. "What?" He read the screen.

"Why is she looking at baby adoptions?" He took your laptop, walking into the living room, confusion evident on his face. "what is it?" you took the laptop out his hand.

"You left the screen on, why are you looking at adoption websites?" You froze, not knowing what to say.

"Are you pregnant?"

"Don't be ridicul- why are you lying, you wouldn't randomly search adoption clinics if you weren't."

"I went to the clinic earlier today to confirm." You said lowly. "I didn't want to tell you just yet, because i didn't know what to do."

"Well do you want to give it up for adoption?" He sat down next to you, holding your hand. "I don't know, what about your job, i don't know if i can be left alone if you have to go on tour or something."

"I'm not gonna lie and say that i don't want you to keep the baby, but this is completely up to you, im here for you and what ever you want to do." He wiped the tears from your eyes.

—｛🍰｝... HAECHAN ! ⋮

you two joke around a lot, so at first he's gonna think your joking around with him.

"yah, don't joke like this, you're gonna give me a heart attack." He chuckled, his already small laughs coming to a stop once he realized you had a serious face.

"are you serious?" He was started to panic a little. "I took a test, and it was positive." You've never seen your boyfriend so quiet before in your life.

"you we're not ready for this, what the hell are we gonna do?" You began to panic now. "Well do you want to keep it?" You didn't even think about getting abortion.

"I don't want to do that either." The tears wielding in your eyes made him calm down just a bit. "Okay, let's calm down." He hugged you.

"There are other things we can look into, but right now I just want you to try and be calm, I won't leave you ever, i'll always be by your side." Both of you sat in silence, him holding you for a very long time, no one knowing what to say or do at that moment.

—｛🍰｝... JAEMIN ! ⋮

Like mark, despite being scared shitless, jaemin is gonna try and be calm for your sake.

Loud sobs had jaemin racing to your room fearing you were hurt. "Baby, baby what's wrong, are you hurt?"

"What am I gonna do? What am I gonna do? I can't raise a baby." He tried to calm you down. "What? baby calm down, a baby? what are you talking about?"

He saw the stick in your hands, eyes flickering back to you, finally processing what was going on.

"Oh baby." He said.

"I didn't mean for this to happy." You sobbed, not having the best relationship with your parents, you knew this wasn't gonna end well with them.

"We didn't mean for this to happen, but it did, now we have to figure out the next steps, whether you want to keep it, or don't, i'll support you, i'm not going any where, i swear."

—｛🍰｝... CHENLE ! ⋮

with chenle making it very clear he didn't want kids for a very long time, you're gonna try and keep it from him.

"did you tell him?" You're friends asked on the other side of the phone. "No." You cringed at your friends sigh of disappointment. "It's been 3 almost weeks since you've found out, you eventually have to tell him.'

"Do you have a way to tell him that doesn't involve him leaving me, believe me im all ears."

You didn't mean to snap at them, but you were genuinely scared about how your boyfriend would react. "Im sorry, i didn't mean to snap, im just a bit freaked out, how do you tell your boyfriend who made it pretty clear that he didn't want kids that you're pregnant?"

"you're pregnant?" You froze with fear upon hearing the voice. "Chenle wait- and what? you just weren't gonna tell me?" Your friend hung up to let you figure it out.

"i was- when? when you started showing and couldn't hide it anymore?" He started. "And what makes you think i'd leave? you really think that low of me?" He scoffed.

"I don't, it's just that you've made it pretty clear that you didn't want kids." You held your head low.

"I've also made pretty clear how i'd stick beside you through anything, but i guess that didn't matter huh?" You really felt horrible now.

—｛🍰｝... JISUNG ! ⋮

I think you'd tell him that you missed your period, and then you'd both make that trip to the pharmacy together.

"What do we do now?" Jisung sat on the tub, facing you, who was sitting on the toilet.

"Well we've been waiting for 10 minutes so, i guess we check." You picked up the test, turning it so you both take a look at it.

"Oh my god." You both began to panic. "What the fuck are we gonna do?"

"The company is gonna kill me, how am i supposed to tell them this?" He paced back and forth.

"The company? try my parents are gonna kill me, I barely have my shit together!" You couldn't keep your eyes off the test.

"We have no knowledge of taking care of a kid, you're still in school and im constantly on tour and i don't want to put all this on you." jisung said. "What do we do?"

"I think we need to tell someone, we need someone to help us with whatever we choose to do next."

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girlbossagenda · 2 months

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How to plan your time better (and stop procrastinating)

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I've always struggled with this, I seriously thought something was wrong with me, but I realized I was menaging my time wrong, so here's some tips on how I recently learned how to menage time and what I learnt from my mistakes!

୨୧divide your goals୨୧

you need to make a list for your work goals(if you work), your school goals(if you go to school) and your personal goals, in another pile you need to write down your meetings or night outs

୨୧get the right materials୨୧

this works better in paper, you just need an agenda(if you can get one with all monthly, weekly and daily sections), a pen, some colored perns, pencil, markers or whatever, it needs to be colored and a monthly calendar for the years, which have to stay at home.

୨୧set monthly goals୨୧

For the first step you need to focus on the general picture, so, how do you want your month to be like? write down that list in your agenda and in your calendar also write down all your tests and work meetings, your monthly goals need to be general and long and now let's move to the next point

୨୧set weekly goals୨୧

time for the week! how do you want your week to be like? your weekly goals need to be long term but easy and you need to set both your dates and your work goals for example: "for this day I have to sign this paper, compleate all my summaries etc.." or " I will go to Miniso and Sephora with my friends" and you will sign the day.

example:

This week I'll study history -> This week I'll study and compleate 1 chaper of history

୨୧set daily goals୨୧

daily goals need to be extra specific for example:

Today I'll study history -> Today I'll read and study 20 pages of History

୨୧Get help୨୧

You can ask someone close to help you remember to check your agenda or plan a study group/meeting or simply ask others if there's any even for the time to come

୨୧Set a time୨୧

This is very useful for people that tend to feel discouraged, just write for how long you're going to do the task example:

Study math for 45min or study math from 16:45 - 18:00

Complete the power point between 18:00-19:30

୨୧Color Code the activities୨୧

When planning associating each activity with a color it helps you remember better and find the task easily.

୨୧DO NOT STRESS ABOUT MISSING SOMETHING୨୧

planning it's just a tool to menage your task in a easier way, do not stress about it, just spread your activities across the week and you are good!

Hi bonitas, Hope you're doing well, it's been a while since I've made a guide, this one it's a time planning technique that I recently figured out, after so many failed attempt, hope I've helped!

xoxo gorgeous

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waldau · 2 months

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i don't know anyone who writes wonwoo as perfect as you! you manage to capture his personality so well🥺could i please request a friends to lovers thing for wonu? you've been friends for YEARS and you've had your moments and hidden glances but this one night you're just sitting out and feeling the winter breeze together. he can feel you staring and asks why you're doing that..while you contemplate whether to give in and just confess. you're so overwhelmed with emotions for him but you're also so terrified to tell him bcos you're scared to change the dynamics your relationship has so far.

thank you so much for saying that about my writing, anon :') took me entirely too long but i had a sudden burst of inspiration after seeing the latest gam3 bo1 wonwoo with long hair 😵‍💫 hope you like this! title taken from the english version of crush by seventeen.

hearts in parallel — jeon wonwoo | 2,730 words | fluff

gender neutral reader. warnings: none.

wonwoo's standing outside your car in the parking lot of your office. part of you is convinced you're just imagining things, because he's supposed to be in japan. touring. doing idol things. having fun.

every morning you look forward to the pictures he's made a habit of sending whenever he's on tour, whether they're what he had for breakfast, or what a sleeping dokyeom looked like with a moustache drawn on his face. his only motive for doing that has been to convince you to let him take you on a vacation whenever you're free, because he says there's always something you'd enjoy wherever he goes.

it's sweet. it really is. even if you have to keep reminding him that you have your usual 9-5 that's so different from his schedules.

but it is wonwoo, when you focus on the way he's standing against the hood of your car, hands in his pockets as he looks at what you assume is the view of the sun setting in the distance. crazy how he'd sent a picture of it to you just today morning from another country.

suddenly, you fell woefully out-dressed. it's your usual work attire, but wonwoo's got his airport look on, complete with a dashing coat that you've never seen before. maybe he has it on only for today.

"surprise?" wonwoo asks sheepishly, when he catches you staring at him.

you blink once more, just in case. "wonwoo?" you ask, a little uncertain. "aren't you supposed to..."

"tour ended last night," he explains, pushing himself to stand properly. "i texted you afterwards."

you think back to the messages you exchanged last night, but they're a haze at best. all you can currently think of is your calendar you've been crossing things off of for a better part of the day.

any other time, you'd be extremely happy to see wonwoo, but today you don't feel like you can match his energy. "sorry," you murmur, rubbing your face. maybe if you rub it hard enough he'll disappear and you can catch up with him when you're a bit more presentable.

"hey, no," he says, catching your wrist as you pull your hands away. "you look perfectly fine. did i catch you at a wrong time?"

you realize you just said your last sentence out loud. "just tired," you say, proud of yourself at how even your voice is despite the fact that your hand is in his. "i'm glad you're here, though."

wonwoo lets go of your hand. "then is it fine if i drive you home?"

you look at him. he looks pretty serious, and you snort. "did you seriously come here just to drive me home?"

wonwoo nods. "straight from the airport. dropped my stuff home, then took a cab and came here."

no wonder he's still got the airport look on.

"you're a weird man, jeon wonwoo," you say, searching for your keys in your pocket.

"that's probably why we're friends," he deadpans, catching the keys you toss him.

"you should be sleeping," you say, chucking your bag on the backseat. "or resting at home. not being my chauffeur."

"maybe i wanted to be your chauffeur because i'm not sleepy," wonwoo replies, slipping on his seatbelt, waiting for you to do the same before starting your car. "it's been a while since we've hung out together."

that's true, you think. ever since you got this new job, your hours have been filled with work, and even though you're not overly swamped, you've been seeing your friends a bit less frequently than you would have liked. wonwoo included. and wonwoo's also had less time to spend with you, given how the band's been planning more foreign tours in the past year.

so you're glad you're spending time with him, even if you're not at your best.

"who said you don't look good?" wonwoo asks.

you bite your tongue when you realize you've spoken out your thoughts again — it's just a testament to how tired you are, with no filter between your thoughts and words. you shake your head, but wonwoo's not having any of it.

"i came here straight off my flight and i look absolutely dishevelled. you're lucky i don't mind you seeing me like this."

"your so-called dishevelled airport look is just as good as me at my best, so don't even start, okay?"

"yah," wonwoo says, laughing. "i don't appreciate you slandering yourself like that."

"fine, what do you appreciate?"

"you spending some time with me and not worrying about anything else."

blunt, as always. you appreciate it, even if it makes your heart jump a little. and it's not that you're worrying over anything: it's just the sudden nature of wonwoo's appearance that has you a little confused. but you're not complaining.

"by the way," wonwoo says, when you finally pull out onto the main road after leaving all the traffic behind, "i got you something."

"again? wonwoo, i told you i don't need souvenirs from every—"

"this was for your birthday, sweetheart," he says, pausing to pull something out of the pocket of his coat. "i still have your stuff from japan waiting to be unpacked."

"you're a menace, won," you say, hands hesitating to accept the slim box sitting on the dashboard. "i told you i didn't want anything."

"and i told you it'd be a crime if i didn't get you anything. maybe i would've listened to you if you didn't get that insanely expensive camera for me."

you glance at him. "that's—"

"—a completely valid argument," he retorts, reaching for the slim box and putting it in your lap. "i've been waiting to see your reaction ever since i got it."

shaking your head, you make a show of opening it. one thing about wonwoo is that he somehow always knows what to gift others. you could tell him you didn't want anything, and then he'd give you something you didn't even know you wanted.

case in point: there's a dainty silver chain sitting in the box, with the pendant looking very familiar. you take a closer look at it and realize—

"you didn't."

wonwoo has his mischievous grin on. "of course i did."

it's a customized engraving of your cat on the circular coin of metal, a perfect replica down to the little discoloured patch of fur on your cat's face.

you'd complained to wonwoo, once, drunkenly, about this really cute online jewellery store that sold customized necklaces. you'd never been able to find it again despite going through your search history and searching the web extensively.

now that it's sitting in your hands, you can't help but wonder how much time he must have spent tracking it down, finding the perfect picture for the engraving.

"i don't know how to thank you," you say honestly, looking at wonwoo. he still has the smile on his face, looking straight ahead.

"just wear it forever, and you're good."

"oh, emotionally manipulating me? is that how it's going to be?" you ask, tracing the chain with your finger.

"i don't think it's manipulation if it's your cat."

you can't argue with that. you snap the box shut and put it in the pocket of your jeans. "you shouldn't have, won," you say perfunctorily.

wonwoo doesn't respond, simply choosing to switch on the radio.

for once, you're not driving, and you get the chance to appreciate how beautiful the city looks when it's nearing night.

"you hungry?" wonwoo asks, when the car stops at a red light.

you shake your head. "not for a few more hours. you?"

"nope," wonwoo says, flexing his fingers on the wheel. "but tonight's a full moon night, so i was thinking we could go to the riverside and just hang out near the pier? if you're not too tired?"

you think about it. you get to hang out with wonwoo in the moonlight, which will definitely be a sight to behold. the way he's been living rent-free in your mind for a while now is embarrassing, to say the least.

"i don't mind."

you sneak glances at him when he's answers a call from dino asking him if he's free to hang out tomorrow, when he's excited to hear one of his own songs on the radio. he's cute, and the feeling's eating you up from the inside every single time you're with him.

he just looks so...boyfriend. he's let his hair grow out, and black really is his colour. not to mention his glasses which might just be your undoing.

wonwoo parks at a spot not far from the pier.

you get out of the car and immediately get hit by a gust of cool air, and you're really glad wonwoo decided to come pick you up today, because there's no way you would've come here by yourself.

the walkway around the river seems nicer than the last time you were here, bigger and better with more lights and somehow, lesser people. it's exactly what you need right now.

you fall in step alongside wonwoo, comfortably silent as you make your way from the car park, the relative silence amplifying the sound of insects chirping and people chattering around you.

you don't look down for a second, and suddenly there's a tiny pebble that gets stuck in your shoe and trips you up. you brace yourself for a slightly hard impact, but the next thing you know is that wonwoo's arm is around your waist, pulling you into himself.

"careful," he chides softly, rubbing your back for a moment before letting go. "are you okay?"

you nod mechanically.

"let's switch sides. the light's better here."

it's these little things that wonwoo does, that make you fall for him even more. what started off as a little crush is now a hopeless, helpless twinge in your heart that multiplies whenever you so much as look at him. no matter how much you've gotten better at controlling your feelings around him, you can't help but stare at how good he looks tonight, the moon highlighting his face, its silver beams running through his black hair.

you've really, really missed this. just hanging out with him. and maybe you miss the time before you realized your feelings were so earth-consumingly deep that it began clouding every interaction the two of you have had.

"do you have the box with you?" wonwoo asks, all of a sudden.

you question his words for a second, then remember. "yeah," you say, patting at the slim box sitting in the pocket of your jeans.

"let me put it on for you?"

what should have been a calm night out with wonwoo by the riverside has now ended up into you becoming a mess of nerves, your skin burning where his fingertips touch you, fastening the clasp into place. you can't see how it looks on you right now, but wonwoo already has a solution.

"stand here," he says, directing you to a particularly bright lamppost. "you need to see how good it looks on you."

you try protesting, but wonwoo brushes away your concerns. "let me just take a picture. just one."

it's never just one picture with wonwoo, and you can't stop him when he has his mind set on something. you give in and stand under the light and try to muster up a real smile for the camera. you succeed because it's wonwoo standing behind the camera, pulling a funny face that makes you laugh.

he shows you the photos once he's done taking them, and you're not looking at the camera in a single one. he always makes you look better than you do, somehow. you return the favour, taking pictures of him posing in the same spot.

"these are good," wonwoo remarks, scrolling through the photos. "i'm glad you got the moon, too."

you nod before you say something embarrassing like you're the moon, though. you watch as wonwoo takes some more pictures of the sky, and the life around the riverside. the restaurants and shops light up the view for you but you can't help but just look at wonwoo. he looks so serene and in his environment that you can't help but wonder if having wonwoo as your boyfriend would entail dates like this on a regular basis.

"you're staring," is all he says, after two full minutes of silence.

you hum and slowly turn your gaze away from him, focusing on the trees in the distance, trying to play it off casually. rookie error.

"is everything okay?" he asks, pocketing his phone and moving a bit closer to you. "want to go home?"

you shake your head. "you?"

"no, i'm fine."

and then his hand is covering yours.

you try your best not to freak out, but under his hand, your hand is gripping the railing so tightly that you're sure your knuckles are white.

"sorry i missed your birthday," wonwoo says, leaning in close enough that he's towering over you. it's the perfect height to k—

"it's not your fault," you say, licking your lips. "you had work. and you even called me when you were free."

"still. it doesn't make up for me not being here."

"i don't mind," you say honestly, your other hand gripping the railing for strength you don't currently possess. "you're here now."

wonwoo hums, seemingly dissatisfied. your hand's genuinely burning under his, and you resist the urge to check if it's on fire.

"well, for what it's worth," wonwoo says, turning to face you, "i hope you had a good day, and i hope i'm there for your birthday next year. like a good friend."

"you are a good friend, won," you say quietly. "the best."

you wonder if you should just give in and tell him how you feel. given you know how mature he is, you doubt he's going to shun you the way you're afraid he will, but part of you doesn't want your dynamic to change. he's so easy to talk to, and he knows so much about you, and you're afraid of having to find it all over again in another person. maybe it's for the best to let this moment pass.

"you are too, sweetheart." his thumb brushes against the back of your hand, and something in you snaps.

"would you still consider me the best if i told you i liked you?"

wonwoo blinks. in the wake of his silence you can once again hear the vehicles on the road behind you, the sounds of people around you, and maybe even your heart if you shut your eyes.

"you know," he says after a while, his grip on your hand still in place, "i've been trying to give you a chance to say that for the past few months."

your brain plays a comically loud record scratch sound. you look up at him, but he's smiling.

"what."

"i...was hoping there would be a small chance you liked me, and then jeonghan let it out one night when we were out drinking. but i couldn't make the first move because i was scared."

"you were scared? of?"

wonwoo takes his hand back and rubs his neck sheepishly. "i didn't know if he was telling me the truth or making things up. you know jeonghan."

"...yeah," you say, brain still trying to get back on track. "so right now i have one more person on my hitlist."

"whoa, what? i just...implied i liked you!"

"and i just said— wait. what?"

wonwoo laughs. "do you want to be on the same page as me?"

you nod slowly, still processing things. still not believing your luck.

"here's what we'll do, then," wonwoo says, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. "i'm going to drive you home tonight. then we can take jeonghan off your hitlist and send him some more alcohol, just as a thanks."

you wouldn't even have imagined this a few hours ago. you trail your fingers along the railing, reaching out to hold wonwoo's hand again. he meets your fingers with ease. "and what do i get in return?"

"you get to call me your boyfriend. and kiss me, if you like." wonwoo's leaning over you again. it's the perfect height to kiss you.

and he does end up kissing you, this time.

taglist: @bookyeom @wootify @strnsvt @cloudycaramel @thepoopdokyeomtouched @minnieminshi @nonononranghaee

#just had to get this out of my drafts #literally NO one like him btw #jeon wonwoo #jeon wonwoo fluff #wonwoo #wonwoo fluff #fluff #seventeen #seventeen fluff #svt #svt fluff #waldau writes #req

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ravixen · 9 months

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Hi hi! I just saw ur reply to my comment to ur “svt + forgetting your date” and I wanted to make a request if possible. I was hoping the same concept but with Jun, The8, and DK and possibly Jeonghan? If not, that’s totally cool and understandable. LOVE UR WORK BTW!! ❤️

svt + forgetting your date (pt 2)

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➔ warnings: none || 0.9k words ➔ notes: general ; thanks for the love! writing for four members is definitely okay :) it follows my guidelines. if people enjoy reading my stuff, please reblog instead of spam liking!

JEONGHAN: him and his big mouth. when you call, voice petulant as you ask if he's standing you up, he laughs and says, "yeah, I am." the issue lies in the fact that he thinks it's a bit and waits for the punchline while you are waiting for him outside of the movies fifteen minutes after your scheduled meet up time. "...so are you actually not on your way?" he tilts his head. "on my way where? listen, i'm with joshua right now. can I call you back later?" he's so confused when you hang up with an annoyed don't bother. it takes hours for him to realize what's wrong. he hangs out with joshua, he goes home to shower, and he hops on his phone while waiting for his food delivery to arrive. that's when he sees your friend's insta story; it's a boomerang with a movie stub and you holding up a bucket of popcorn in the background. the caption I'M the boyfriend now >:) is what finally gets his head on straight, and he's dialing your number immediately...only to get sent to voicemail. he'll have to grovel for your forgiveness with more than his usual smooth words, and for a good while, he decides to stop playing around whenever he's not sure. it's better to be boring than to upset you again.

JUNHUI: he is constantly attached to his phone, so to say that you're pissed at him for not responding when you actually need him is an understatement. then you check his insta story and see that he's out with his china-line crew as of an hour ago, and that makes your anger boil over because you've been waiting here for nearly twenty minutes and he's eating hot pot? you text him don't talk to me for the rest of the night before stuffing your phone in your pocket and heading home to sulk. on junhui's end, he hears his phone ding, but his friends wave it off. "don't be distracted at the table," one of them complains when he reaches for it. "tell us about that story you never finished—the one from the award show." he hesitates. "I'll just check it really quickly. what if it's an emergency?" they concede with an eye roll, but his heart sinks as he sees all the missed notifications from you. um...does an angry partner count as an emergency? he'll finish spending time with his friends, though he'll bow out of their dessert boba run, and he'll respect your wishes about being left alone. that at least give him the rest of the night to think of how to make this up to you.

SEOKMIN: two weeks ago, you asked seokmin if he's sure he didn't need to put your date in his calendar. his response was this: of course not! you think I'd forget about you that easily? paired with a stunning smile that reassured you in the moment. well, that smile is gone now as he realizes that he double-booked himself, and what doesn't help is the fact that his friends brought him to the same cafe where you sit waiting in the corner, sipping on a drink. you don't say anything when you make eye contact; you just raise an eyebrow and go back to your phone, which is worse, he thinks. even though he messed up, you're giving him the grace of not being called out in front of his friends. but then one of them spots you. "hey, isn't that your partner? what a coincidence! do you want to call them over—we have an empty spot!" at their waving, you come over and take a seat next to him, laughing about how this is such an interesting coincidence. he hopes no one notices that he sinks in his seat, a little quieter than usual. from then on, he's definitely updating his calendar as soon as you schedule a date.

MINGHAO: whenever he has a stressful day, he likes to remove himself from everything, go to a quiet area, and perform a tea ceremony. sometimes he'll invite his friends, but sometimes he'd rather be alone, letting the sounds of nature and his own breathing wash over his frayed senses. today he can't go anywhere else, so he heads to a quiet back room and settles for playing ambient sounds on his phone. technically he doesn't forget your dinner date—he just gets so lost in his thoughts that he doesn't know how much time has passed until you poke your head through the door and ask where the food is. "the what?" you blink. "the food? I thought you said you were going to cook today while i ran errands," you say, looking at him strangely as he scrambles for his phone. "sorry, I didn't realize it was this late..." he gives you a sheepish smile. "how about getting take out delivery instead?" after a moment of silence, you mumble that you're fine with that. he'll make it up to you later; he knows you were looking forward to the dish he's been promising for a week.

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inamagicalhallucination · 3 months

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so it happens on a mission that aku gets hit with an ability

he didn't meant to be hit

he honestly wasn't in the range to be hit, it was just... well he saw it go towards the jinko and his body just reacted. it was just practical that someone without anxiety got hit, yeah. that's what he was sticking with.

he wakes up in a room not his own, wearing kitty pajamas he does not own

he reaches for rashomon, she does not reach back

he grabs something as a makeshift weapon and walks out, ready to claw his way away and-

"ryuunosuke you... you wear the pajamas i got you?" atsushi

he whirls, atsushi is standing there with coffee cups in his hand, one he's sipping from and one he's holding out to aku

he makes no comment on akutagawa's makeshift weapon

akutagawa, from pure confusion ends up spilling, in his "what the fuck is going on jinko"

he's a college student here, roommates with atsushi -- they've been friends for two years now... atsushi, though confused at first and offering to call his doctor friend who's "only scary when she wants to dissect you!!" but eventually he decides that it must be true becuz this aku is very different from his own aku though his personality is still pretty cute -- like when they got in a fight and aku slapped his hand away and atsushi said "ow" cuz it hurt and he just stopped and apologized for the whole day -- seemingly surprised that it would hurt him at all

a few days in this dimension though,

akutagawa wakes up in another bed

he's not traveling to another dimension -- he's travelling through multiple dimensions

this one he wakes up in a small apartment, he looks around for atsushi but he isn't there -- he's confused and disoriented and he gets dressed, is extremely lucky that this aku's phone has the same password as his own, and tries to follow this aku's steps int he hopes of gaining some balance

this aku always visits a coffee shop -- it's written into his calendar and schedule

aku considers ignoring it -- but a flash of white catches his eyes and he walks in, and there behind the counter with a pleasant smile

he doesn't know why atsushi turns red when his face unwillingly melts into something at someone familiar or why he stumbles and trips when aku calls out to him (careful not to use jinko when last atsushi didn't have powers and just Stared at him)

he stays at the cafe wondering if its a coincidence that both universes had atsushi this close

probably

he watches atsushi anyway

a day into this universe and then

he wakes up in a warm bed, comfortable, the sun on his skin from the window, a warm body behind him, an arm over his body-

he jolts up

atsushi jinko

blinks awake, sitting up and with him asking whats wrong and aku's eyes land on a ring

a ring on atsushi's finger "YOU'RE MARRIED???"

"uhh yes dear, we're married um are you sick?"

akutagawa does not faint

a week of domestic bliss

and he wakes up to a pleasantly aching body and atsushi sitting on the bed reaching for his shirt

he hides himself under his blanket, face red as the dots connect

and muffled under his blanket he asks if theyre dating

theres a heavy pause

then

"ask me when u havent just had an orgasm... when ur serious"

and a few minutes later the door clicks shut

akutagawa pulls himself out of his blanket

lays there

and in a moment of something strange, writes down a note for this dimension's him to ask again

and then over and over again from one reality to another

for weeks or for a few hours

one atsushi to another atsushi to another-

every universe that he goes in, in some he's happy, in some he's about to reach happiness, and in some he has nothing -- and its all because of atsushi

and at some point he gives that universe's akutagawa's number to atsushi becuz he knows it'll bring light into this miserable reflection for him

or he leaves a note to try try try

but over and over

until he wakes up with a teary eyed atsushi

how has he never realized...

all the atsushi's were lovely and pretty and perfect but his... this atsushi

he sits up to reach over the bed and melt into a confused atsushi's arms

just for a moment

now did various aku's pop up in canon verse aku's body leaving a confused atsushi wondering if this is another aku and aku has to like convince him that he's actually his aku lmao

also it was

college/roommates au

cafe au

married au

fwb au

and a bunch more but i got tired of thinking

#sskk #shin soukoku #bungo stray dogs #atsushi nakajima #bungou stray dogs #bungou stray dogs atsushi #bsd atsushi #bungo stray dogs akutagawa #akutagawa x atsushi #akutagawa ryunosuke #akutagawa ryuunosuke #ryuunosuke akutagawa

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babiesdreams · 4 months

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Advent Calendar

Day 19 : Jeong Jungkook . +18

Content Warning: BDSM, mostly sadism, humiliation, daddy kink

"Louder" His deep voice resonates inside of you. The soft breeze of his breath against your skin bring softness to his rough actions. You raise your voice, screaming instead of moaning. "Louder" He repeats, this time, it's filled with a lot more neediness. You scream louder, a soar feeling invades your throat. Tears fall down your eyes, like waterfalls, shining over your soft skin.

"See how you can be a desperate slut?" He asks with a chuckle, fingers combing your hair softly. You take deep breaths, in an attempt to calm yourself. His length's still inside of you, but he's stop moving. Your walls crave action, contracting around his dick. "You want me to continue?" Softness returns to his voice, you nod in response. "You sure? I don't wanna overwork you princess" You smile at his sweet words.

"Please continue" You plea. His grin returns to his expression. "Ask nicely" He growls. "Please fuck me" You beg him with a needy tone. He clears his throat, pointing something wrong in your words. "Please daddy" You correct yourself. He smiles and start thrusting your body slowly. "That's better" His comment sends you off, you feel like this can go into a torturous loop.

His moves continue to slow down, until he's barely moving, you protest with a sound, but you get no reaction from him. "Please go faster daddy" He starts picking up the pace a little bit and you quickly understand what he wants. "Please use me like your toy daddy" You moan out, he thrusts faster.

"I'm your little slut, daddy, be rough with me please" You continue to degrade yourself, making him go faster, rougher. Your high starts to build up inside your guts. His eyes are lost in lust, he lets out messy groans and heavy breaths. You get lost in your own moans, his actions begin to soften. "Keep fucking me daddy, please, I need it" He goes deeper, making you scream of pleasure.

"You're so needy fuck" He growls into your ear. "I'm needy for you daddy" You moan out, on edge of cumming. He realizes it and stops moving suddenly. "You wanna cum?" He asks, you nod. "Speak!" His scream makes you flinch. "Yes daddy"

"Then earn it" He says before putting his length into your mouth. You gag at the sudden feeling of his tip against your throat. His hand grabs your hair, making sure you don't pull out. You start moving slowly, somehow making his hardness grow bigger inside of you. You take him as deep as you can, though it doesn't fully fit in your mouth.

His hands push you closer, gagging you until you deep thoat him. Then he starts fucking your mouth as he pleases, deeper, faster, the slow and soft, then back to roughness, until he pulls out of your mouth. You cough, and take deep breaths to recover from it. "Open" He says, demanding. You open your mouth, sticking your tongue out. His spit drops on your tongue right before his loads. They both mixture inside your mouth. You swallow it all.

Before you fully recover, he moves you so that you're lying on your back, his strong arms lift your legs, exposing your intimacy to him. His tongue starts moving up and down your folds, moving around your wetness. His moves focus on your clit, making circles around it, sucking it into his mouth. His fingers join right after, entering deep inside of you.

They curve hitting your sensitive spot, and then they rub around it. You cum almost right away, your body shaking. His fingers pull out of you, both of his hands pinning you onto the mattress. "Stay still, I wanna taste you" He says, still moving his tongue over your folds, forcing spasms along your figure.

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Hii, I wanted to inform you all that I'll be testing a new format with the advent calendar fics, so if you leave a comment, I'll reply portraying the characters of the fic. If you want someone specific to answer you write his name, if you don't I'll choose for you. Have a nice day and comment if you want to test this <3

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⋆ Softpascalitos Masterlist ⋆

This is a regularly updated masterlist of all my works, posted on tumblr + ao3! They're sorted by character with warnings/tags, please still read the full descriptions before reading! My entire blog is 18+ / MDNI.

⭐ - my personal favorites ⛓️ - smut 🍂 - hurt/comfort 💌 - fluff

i write for: javier peña, pedro pascal, agent ortega, joel miller, oberyn martell, dieter bravo, silva, frankie morales, din djarin, agent whiskey, javi g, tim rockford

last update: 6th march 2024 If you have requests/questions/feedback or just want to say hi, feel free to pop into my asks! ✮

I do not give permission to have my work copied, translated, rewritten, put into any AI programs, or reposted without my direct agreement.

Specials Kinktober 2023 31 pieces of (mostly smut) - read on AO3 / Tumblr Advent Calendar 2023 25 Pieces including moodboards, hcs and fics - read on AO3 / Tumblr

✮⋆˙ Javier Peña ˙⋆✮

We got your back - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐🍂

Summary: You work as a new DEA agent alongside Peña and Murphy. A not-so-kind colleague reveals more about you than you would like. Peña takes you under his wing. Tags/Warnings: Main fic, Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn WC: 6700+

Pregnancy Sex with Javier Peña - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐⛓️

Summary: You're pregnant, Javier is overprotective. The problem: You're also really fucking horny. Tags/Warnings: Smut, Explicit, Aftercare, Pregnancy, Established Relationship, PWP WC: 2600

Beyond Saving - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐🍂

Summary: Javier is on office duty when he learns that someone close to you has passed, causing both of you to spiral. Tags/Warnings: ❗ Dead Dove: Do not Eat ❗, Mention of Suicide, Grief, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Minor Character Death, Trauma, Crying, Mental Breakdowns WC: 1300

Kinktober Day Three - Hate Sex - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️

Summary: When a raid goes wrong, Javier Peña gets pissed. You expect him to take it out on you. You dont expect him to fuck you so good. Aka a steamy office romance with a side of hate sex. Tags/Warnings: Smut, Explicit, Hate Sex, Unsafe Sex, Rough Sex, Spanking WC: 2300

Kinktober Day Eleven - Humiliation - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️

Summary: Javier takes you home after a night out. You worry about waking Steve who lives upstairs- until Javier notices the way you are staring at his gun. (Thats not code for his dick, Im talking about his actual gun). Aka Agent Peña fucks you on his couch using something other than his dick. Tags/Warnings: Smut, Explicit, Gun Kink, Rough Sex, Praise Kink, Spanking, Dirty Talk WC: 2200

Kinktober Day Twentysix - Tying a tie - Tumblr / AO3 🍂

Summary: Javier resigns from the DEA. You both reflect on your life in Colombia while you help him get ready. You also discuss what is about to follow. Tags/Warnings: Hurt/Comfort, Trauma, Anxiety, Established Relationship, Crying, Sad Javier Peña WC: 1600

Peluda - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐💌

Summary: A snowstorm hits Bogotá and you bring back a surprise visitor. Javi is not amused. But, it leads to a realization about himself- and about you. Tags/Warnings: Fluff, Nicknames, Soft Javi, Snow, Established Relationship WC: 1700

✮⋆˙ Pedro Pascal ˙⋆✮

Here with me - Tumblr / AO3 🍂💌

Summary: During his time in Morrocco, Pedro finds himself in need of reassurance. You are happy to help. Tags/Warnings: Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Established Relationship, Insecurities, Age Difference WC: 1200

I'll look after you - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐🍂💌

Summary: Pedro is sick (but of course he doesn't admit it). You look after him. Hurt/Comfort (but the twist is that you're the one doing the comforting). Tags/Warnings: Hurt/Comfort, Sickfic, Emotional, Established Relationship WC: 2000

✮⋆˙ Agent Ortega ˙⋆✮

Agents don't have favorites - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️🍂

Summary: Agent Ortega visits the Emerald Palace, but finds the woman tending to the horses more interesting than those tending to the men. After he leaves for a while, he comes back to an unwanted surprise. Aka its emotional but also they fuck. Tags/Warnings: Explicit, Referenced Non-Con Elements, Hurt/Comfort, Smut WC: 2600

Kinktober Day Ten - Shoe Shining + NTR (Cheating) - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐⛓️🍂

Summary: Ortega returns to Brimstone. When he gets a shoe shine from a past flame, who is now married, things get complicated. Tags/Warnings: Explicit, Hurt/Comfort, Smut, Cheating, Rough Sex, Spanking, Aftercare, Creampie, Dirty Talk WC: 2200

✮⋆˙ Joel Miller ˙⋆✮

Kinktober Day One - Pegging - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐⛓️

Summary: You and Joel run into a sex store on patrol. They have everything one needs to give their older, grumpy partner a good pregging. Aka Joel Miller gets his ass fucked for the first time in his life. Tags/Warnings: Explicit, Smut, Pegging, First Time, Aftercare WC: 3000

Kinktober Day Four - Nonsexual Ageplay - Tumblr / AO3 🍂💌

Summary: When Joel brings back a book on trauma from patrol, something catches your eye. Having had too much of your childhood taken away by the outbreak, you find a way to get some of it back. Aka a soft Joel Miller making his partner feel safe enough to try nonsexual ageplay. Tags/Warnings: SFW, Past Trauma, Age Difference, Nonsexual Ageplay WC: 2000

Kinktober Day Seven - Wax Play - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️🍂

Summary: Joel and you are paired up for patrol. There are a lot of things unsaid, a snowstorm rolling in and some candles. Go figure (or go read i guess). Tags/Warnings: Smut, Explicit, Hurt/Comfort, Snowed in WC: 1900

Kinktober Day Twelve - Somnophilia - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️

Summary: In 2003, Joel Miller is busy with dishes, paperwork and raising a child, leaving little time for his relationship. When he gets restless and sneaks over to her house, finding his girl asleep, he remembers a conversation they had about consent. Tags/Warnings: Smut, Explicit, Explicit Consent, Age Difference, Established Relationship, Secret Relationship, Aftercare, Crempie, Pre-Outbreak WC: 2000

Kinktober Day Thirteen - Playing with hair - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐🍂 💌

Summary: Joel works in construction in Jackson. During his lunch breaks, he always comes home to you. When you notice a talent of his you hadn't known about, he opens up about the past. Tags/Warnings: Jackson Era, Established Relationship, Bathing/Washing, Domestic Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Joel play guitar, Good Parent Joel WC: 1000

Kinktober Day Fifteen - Massaging - Tumblr / AO3 🍂

Summary: When Joel comes home after a long day of work, you crave nothing more than him. Until you're both reminded of his age. Tags/Warnings: Hurt/Comfort, Established Relationship, Age difference, Massage, Kissing, Healthy relationships WC: 2200

Kinktober Day Sixteen - Familiar Scents - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️

Summary: Over the span of many years, Joel Millers scent always stays the same. It starts when he takes you for a hike before the Outbreak- and continues for long after. Tags/Warnings: Friends to lovers, Age difference, Eventual Romance, Eventual Smut, Fingering, P in V Sex WC: 2400+

Kinktober Day Nineteen - Tooth Brushing - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐🍂

Summary: Grief is cruel and just because you and Joel live in the safe haven that is the Jackson community it does not mean you're immune to it. Possibly the saddest (but also kinda best) thing I have written so far. Tags/Warnings: Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Character Death, Established Relationship, Grief/Mourning, Protective Joel, Survivors Guilt WC: 2400

Kinktober Day Twentyfour - Crossdressing - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️💌

Summary: Joel Miller has been wanting to try a different piece of clothing for a long time. It's not until you that he feels supported enough to do so. Turns out, you both really fucking like it. Tags/Warnings: Smut, Fluff, Insecurity, Soft Joel, Slight Mommy Kink, Jackson Era, Sub Joel Miller WC: 2000

Kinktober Day Twentyseven - (Public) Help with button - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️

Summary: What happens in a dimly lit corner on the lap of Joel Miller at the town dance, stays at the town dance. Almost. Tags/Warnings: Smut, Explicit, Dirty Talk, Vaginal Fingering, Public Sex, Teasing, Established Relationship, Age difference, Jackson Era WC: 2400

Kinktober Day Twentyeight - Daddy - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️🍂

Summary: Joel has been noticing a few things about your relationship that make him wonder about your feelings regarding your father. As you open up about your issues, he's sweet, supportive and makes you feel better in the way only he can. Tags/Warnings: 2003!Joel Miller, Pre-Outbreak, Smut, Explicit, Hurt/Comfort, Daddy Kink, Daddy Issues, Crying, Fingering, Cock Warming, P in V Sex, Secret Relationship WC: 2600

Kinktober Day Thirty - Free Use - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️

Summary: Joel comes home urgently needing some relief. Its a good thing youre there- and the first time Joel makes use of an ... interesting agreement. Tags/Warnings: Smut, Explicit, Free Use, Rough Sex, Light Dom/Sub, Dirty Talk, Andry Sex, Shower Sex, Baking, Female Reader, Established relationship WC: 1900

Snowy Surprise - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️💌

Summary: Joel takes advantage of your lunch break on patrol for ... other activities. Afterwards, a promise he made about christmas decorations comes back to haunt him. Tags/Warnings: Smut, Explicit, Fluff, Soft Joel, Established Relationship, Fingering, Dirty Talk, Semi-Public Sex WC: 2200

Here cums Santa Claus - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️💌

Summary: Jackson needs a Santa Claus - and Joel is the perfect fit. Getting to have you on his lap is just a bonus. Aka the one where Joel is dressed up as Santa Claus and you get to ride him. Tags/Warnings: Smut, Explicit, Fluff, Soft Joel, Established Relationship, Fingering, Dirty Talk, P in V Sex, Costume Kink, Riding, Creampie WC: 1800

✮⋆˙ Oberyn Martell ˙⋆✮

Kinktober Day Five - Collaring - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️🍂

Summary: Oberyn gets you a special present, one that both of you will enjoy. But things dont always go as planned. Tags/Warnings: Explicit, Smut, Established Relationship, Safeword Use, Hurt/Comfort WC: 2050

Kinktober Day Eight - Breeding - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐⛓️🍂

Summary: Oberyn and her have been trying for a baby to no avail. Ever the loving viper, he comes up with an idea. Tags/Warnings: Explicit, Smut, Established Relationship, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Breeding, Dirty Talk, Praise Kink WC: 2050

Kinktober Day Seventeen - Threesome - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️

Summary: You are in charge of serving wine to the dornish folk at the kings wedding. A couple catches your eye and it may not be as one-sided as you thought at first. Aka the steaming hot threesome with Oberyn and Ellaria we all need. Tags/Warnings: Smut, Explicit, Creampie, Threesome (FFM), Servant Reader, Aftercare, Porn with Plot WC: 4400

Kinktober Day Twentytwo - Washing hair - Tumblr / AO3 🍂

Summary: A few weeks after you and Oberyn begin to try conceiving and days before he leaves for Kings Landing, he finds you cooling down in the baths during a hot day. Tags/Warnings: Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Mild Smut, Bathing/Washing, Pregnancy, Established Relationship WC: 1700

Kinktober Day Thirtyone - Pregnancy - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️🍂

Summary: Oberyn has been more cautious around her now that the due date is near. He has to realize it's not what she wants. And who can deny the wishes of a pregnant woman? Tags/Warnings: Smut, Pregnancy Sex, P in V Sex, Oral Sex, Romance, Fluff, Domestic, Established Relationship, Female Reader WC: 1400

✮⋆˙ Dieter Bravo ˙⋆✮

Kinktober Day Two - Titfucking - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️🍂

Summary: Dieter is alone in quarantine and begs you to come join him. Even with a few obstacles, you treat him the way he deserves. Tags/Warnings: Explicit, Smut, Titfucking, Emotional Hurt/Comfort WC: 1700

Kinktober Day Twenty - Watersports - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️

Summary: Dieter is on edge because of an upcoming premiere and as his personal assistant, you try to keep him calm as well as sober. There is one thing that may help. Tags/Warnings: Smut, Explicit, Established Relationship, Semi-Public, Assistant Reader, Alcohol, Watersports, Dom/Sub Undertones WC: 1700

✮⋆˙ Silva ˙⋆✮

Kinktober Day Fourteen - Armpit + Orgasm Denial - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️

Summary: When Silva comes home after a long day on the ranch, he smells amazing. He also distracts you from cooking in a quite special way. Tags/Warnings: Explicit, Smut, Sweat, Praise Kink, Established Relationship, Oral Sex, P in V Sex WC: 1600

Kinktober Day Twentyfive - Dancing together - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐🍂

Summary: When a particularly hard rain hits your little ranch, so does the sadness. Luckily Silva is there to make it better.(This fills a few gaps in Silvas life in a way that ties in with the movie.) Tags/Warnings: Established Relationship, Domestic, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Parent Silva, Romance, Kissing in the rain, Slow dancing WC: 1400

✮⋆˙ Frankie Morales ˙⋆✮

Kinktober Day Six - Frottage - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️

Summary: After a flying lesson, you find yourself drawn to the man in the pilot seat. Luckily for you, Frankie knows exactly what you need. Tags/Warnings: Smut, Explicit, Dirty Talk, Established Relationship WC: 1400

✮⋆˙ Din Djarin ˙⋆✮

Kinktober Day Nine - Gloryhole - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️

Summary: Din just wants some quick pleasure. You just want to enjoy your job for once. Both of you get more than you bargained for. Tags/Warnings: Smut, Explicit, Prostitution, Oral Sex, Strangers, Semi-Public WC: 1600

✮⋆˙ Jack Daniels ˙⋆✮

Kinktober Day Eighteen - Spanking + Whipping - Tumblr / AO3 ⭐⛓️

Summary: When you mess up during a mission, Jack doesn't want to have to report his own girlfriend. Since he is your higher-up, you work out an agreement- a punishment by Whiskey himself. Tags/Warnings: Smut, Explicit, Spanking, Whipping, Dirty Talk, Praise Kink, Crying, Established Relationship, Rough Sex, Dom/Sub Undertones WC: 2200

Kinktober Day Twentythree - Deepthroating + Facesitting - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️

Summary: You've never deepthroated anyone in your life- but you're eager to make your man feel as good as possible. You receive a proper thank you as well. Tags/Warnings: Smut, Explicit, Dirty Talk, Praise Kink, Deepthroating, Facesitting, Rough Sex, Oral Sex, Aftercare, Established Relationship WC: 1900

✮⋆˙ Javi Gutierrez ˙⋆✮

Kinktober Day Twentyone - Lingerie - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️💌

Summary: Javi usually gets the movie memorabilia he loves so much for his birthday. This year, he gets something infinitely better. Tags/Warnings: Smut, Explicit, Established Relationship, Birthday Sex, Lingerie, Kissing, Fluff, Praise Kink, Dirty Talk, Vaginal Fingering, P in V Sex WC: 2100

✮⋆˙ Tim Rockford ˙⋆✮

Kinktober Day Twentynine - Breathplay - Tumblr / AO3 ⛓️

Summary: After a successful case, everyone goes out to celebrate. Everyone except your boss, Tim Rockford. But, with an empty office to make use of, you both find your own way to celebrate. Tags/Warnings: Smut, Explicit, Established Relationship, Choking, Coworker Reader, Female Reader, Office Sex, Semi-Public Sex, Secret Relationship WC: 2100

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oliversrarebooks · 6 months

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Prompt: Fitz using his vampire mind control powers for the first time and perhaps having PTSD flashbacks to Lily brainwashing him.

It really isn't Lily that Fitz has PTSD flashbacks to - at least not primarily. Which means that instead of Fitz's first time using his powers, I decided to write about a somewhat later time when Fitz's fears plagued him...

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September 1910

TW: mind control, blood drinking, PTSD, self-loathing, mentions of blood

It was a bad night even before the puppets showed up.

In fact, it was destined to be a bad night ever since Fitz had happened to glance at the calendar and realize that it was the anniversary of the day he'd been taken from Lex. He immediately tried to push that sordid knowledge from his mind, knowing that it would result in nothing but a lot of pointless anxiety.

The thin scars lining his hands itched and ached regardless.

And that was before he realized that the act booked to go on before him was a fucking puppet show of all things. As he waited in the wings, peeking out the curtain, he watched as the near-life-size wooden puppets twitched and danced.

He tried not to feel the strings tightening around his own wrists and neck, forcing sore, tired limbs to move against his will. He tried to fight the urge for his own feet to twitch in uncontrollable rhythm. He tried not to hear the cruel whisper in his ear, pouring cold terror into his unresisting mind as his Master listed every trivial mistake.

One of the puppets was a ballerina, twirling in a graceful pirouette. Some of his fellow thralls had been ballerinas, too, delicate feet bleeding on the dance floor.

A sick dizziness washed over him. He felt detached from reality as he fought the urge to sink to his knees and grovel to his Master for a leniency that was rarely granted. The words were bubbling up in his rapidly tightening throat as he swayed and gripped a curtain to remain upright.

"Mr. Fitz?"

"Master," he murmured. "Master, please, I'm trying --"

"Mr. Fitz, hey. Are you okay, mate?"

The stage fell back into place around Fitz as he snapped out of the self-inflicted trance he'd been in. One of the stagehands, a scrawny boy of no more than nineteen, was pulling on his sleeve. "You look pale as the dead, mister," he said, with innocent concern. "Are you all right? You're going to need to go on in a few."

"I'm fine, I'm fine," he said, mustering up a smile that he was sure looked ghastly. The show needed to go on, after all.

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Fitz somehow managed to hold himself together for an entire act. From the audience's delighted reaction, they didn't suspect a thing wrong. They couldn't hear the whispered memories tugging at Fitz's mind every time his focus slipped an inch, and thank the devil for that.

He slouched in his dressing room chair. What the hell was wrong with him? He had no reason to be so irrationally frightened of a threat that was an ocean away and several years removed. This time, when he criticized himself, it was his own voice and not the Maestro's --

Pull it together. God, you're fucking useless. Getting turned didn't cure you of that, now did it?

There was a soft knock on the door. "Come in," said Fitz, putting his smile back on, happy to have any distraction from his own wretched thoughts.

A young man in a stylish blue suit slipped in the doorway. He had big, dark eyes, the kind you could lose yourself in, and a gentle smile. A handsome man, one of Fitz's favorite sorts of distraction.

"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Fitz," said the young man. "My name is Charlie, and I'm a big fan of magic. I really enjoyed your act this evening, and the stagehand told me I could come backstage to meet you."

Bless the innocent stagehand and his excellent instincts. Not only was the man handsome, but he also smelled like a treat. A bit of blood would do wonders for healing his addled mind.

"Yes, of course. Excellent taste!" said Fitz with a grin and a wink. "Have a seat. I appreciate the company, especially from a fan like yourself."

Fitz turned his vampiric charm on a low hum, not enough to exert any real control, just enough to set the man at ease and draw him in. He'd been a natural at it right off the bat, as soon as he'd recovered from the turning and the injuries inflicted upon him. He could already see the relaxed smile spreading across Charlie's face, the way he leaned in closer to Fitz as he sat.

"Can I ask how you do any of your tricks, or do you never reveal your secrets?" Charlie asked. "Especially the one with the two chairs."

"Oh, it's a secret," said Fitz, leaning in closer himself. "I can give you a hint -- only one of the chairs has a real back to it."

"Oh yeah?"

"Mmmhmm. What else did you like about my act? I'm always eager to hear some praise, you know."

"I liked the part with the fishtanks. It was very suspenseful. And the bit where you escaped the handcuffs..." Charlie's eyes were going a little glassy. Perfect.

Fitz reached in and touched the man's hair, meeting with no resistance. Such an easy mark. "Very good," he said, physical contact allowing him to weave his real power around the man's mind, soothing him and promoting feelings of blissful pleasure.

"Very good," Charlie agreed, slowly nodding, losing himself in it already.

Fitz's treacherous, anxious mind supplied him with a vision a backstage dressing room years ago, the one where Lily had mesmerized him and sealed his fate. How it had felt to be helpless against a vampire's power.

Annoyed, he pushed it aside. This wasn't like that. He was the vampire now and he was fully in control. He wasn't packing this man off to one of those nasty auction houses, he was just taking a little taste. Charlie clearly had plenty of blood he wouldn't miss.

"Tell me, Charlie," Fitz said with a wicked grin that he knew would make his fangs obvious. "If you're such a devoted fan, would you mind parting with a bit of your blood? Just enough for a little snack, nothing that will do you any harm."

There was only the briefest of resistance before Charlie's head bobbed in an eager nod. "Sure, Mr. Fitz, that'd be just... perfect..."

Perfect.

The word rang through Fitz's head.

I'm trying! I'm trying, Master, please, I'm trying!

If you were actually trying, it would be perfect.

The puppet string tightened around his neck, his old scars feeling like they were on fire.

"No," he whispered, pushing the stranger away and falling to the floor, his stool overturning. "No, no, please, Master, I can't do it any more, I can't -- "

The stranger blinked and looked down at Fitz in confusion. "Are you all right? There might be something in the air here, I was feeling so strange --"

"Go," said Fitz, pushing the stranger away with the same force he'd used to draw him closer. "Leave me!"

The stranger couldn't scramble out of the dressing room fast enough, leaving Fitz to curl up in a miserable, pathetic heap on the floor, cowering before a Master that only existed in his head. He could feel the dank chill of the Maestro's practice room, the scrapes on his knees as he groveled on the floor, the sharp cuts where the fine, cruel silver knife had marred his skin --

Feeling desperate and pitiful, there was only a brief argument in his mind before he relented and sought out Lex. His mind traversed the familiar connection between sire and sireling, the one Lex was so careful never to abuse. Fitz hated leaning on his old love to soothe his troubled mind, but on a really bad night like this --

The connection was always weak from the sireling's end, so all he could send was feelings and vague impressions. Puppets. Knives. Fear.

The response was immediate. Are you okay? What's happening? Didn't you have a show tonight?

Fitz swallowed and tried to convey that he was fine in the practical sense, just having terrible waking nightmares.

He was rewarded when his mind was flooded with a cool, soothing calm, washing away his fear and pain. His muscles unclenched. His shaking subsided. He was able to sit up, leaning against the wall, drinking in the comfort Lex was providing him from afar.

He hated to do it. After all, this situation was largely his fault, no matter how much Lex tried to convince him it wasn't. He should be the one comforting his love. But he was weak. Even as a vampire, he was so fucking weak.

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Tags: Xiao is "missing", a lot of cussing, (might end this series soon maybe..) and reader having some crazy "theories"

"Xiao is what??" "HE'S MISSING! FOR LIKE 2 WEEKS Oh god Mr. Zhongli is really worried..." One of Xiao's friends, Indarias happen to knock on your door asking if you ever see Xiao, she claimed that Xiao has been missing for 2 weeks.

"Well i haven't seen him.. maybe ask Mr. Zhongli for more information?" She thanked you for the idea. Closing the door you filled Kuni and Xiao's food container before going to your room to watch something from your phone

As you were lying down, you couldn't help but feel bothered that rhe fact your old friend Xiao has been missing for 2 weeks straight, the same day the new cat was delivered to you. Sitting up from your bed you ran your fingers at your hair, messing it up with a groan "ugh... Im probably just having crazy theories.." you tried to take the news you heard from Indarias but you have a feeling that there is something really wrong to your kittens.

Locking the door of your room, you made sure everything is sealed before rummaging in your drawers, taking out a marker and push aside the huge board. "Now where do i start.."

Looking over at your calendar you remembered you marked the day you found Kuni and Xiao, starting at Kuni a red mark was spotted at "December 27..." You immediately wrote it on the board and opening your phone and scroll back to the day when Childe Called you that something is wrong about Kuni "January 6... that time Childe called me while i was out with my gfs" writing the date down again you recalled Childe's words.

You don't understand exactly but as you rephrase it again you finally understood now. "He said 'your cat is a human'" you couldn't help but doubt him, he's full of jokes so maybe he's joking around? You're not sure, "god i can't do this alone if i don't have much information.." staring at the board with dates written on it, you could only call one person for help, Hu tao.

Dialing Hu tao's number which she immediately answered "Yes [Name]? Need something?" You gulped nervously and ler out a exhale "heya Hu tao.. i was wondering, the last time we have a sleep over, while i was out of the store... Did something crazy happen?" You heard Hu tao let our a 'oh' You were somewhere when Childe called you that Kuni is a human, but you can't believe it still thats why you're here, asking your friends about it.

"Well there is something crazy happen when you were out... But were not sure if its the right time to tell you" 'we?' you thought but at the same time you felt a little hurr that they know something that you dont "well can you-" "also why did you ask? You usually ignore these things... Unless you have something in your mind?"

"Well.. i really can't tell you for now, but back to the topic what happened that time i was out?" "Hold up im sorry [Name]! I gotta go sleep, ill tell you tomorrow!" feeling disappointed you bid your goodnight to your friend, hell you didn't even realize what time it is. "I feel helpless... Who should i ask.. i can't wait till morning" you knew that if you wait till morning for answers you will forget things easily "i should call Ayaka or Yoimiya... But they're probably asleep too.." you were so close to loosing hope. But not until you remember you have cctv cameras around your house.

Immediately going to open your computer you played the cctv footage at the day January 6 and the time Childe was in your house to babysit.

You watch closely through your monitor and noticed that Childe was clinging on the door for no reason, and a little silhouette of a man (yk the reference) but you knew that there are no one inside the house aside Childe.. and thats all inside the footage, scrolling up to the footage at the day January 15, the day of the sleepover. This time you payed attention to Kuni, and the time has come when Yoimiya and the others arrived and after some silly things, you saw yourself getting out of the house. And all of the sudden there's another silhouette but as you were about to find your answers the whole video turned black, leaving you speechless. "What the fuck is going on while i was out..." Deciding to close the computer you were about to give up again but you suddenly remembered the person you accidentally bumped with.

"He shares same hair color as Kuni.. but some people in the world also have that hair color... And those eyes.." Groaning again you sat on your table and to draw the man's face and rematch it with Kuni's picture

"They both share same features... But someone out there can have features as him, but why is it so close as Kunis..." And then it clicked you

"Could it be...

him...?"

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lenaswritingandstuff · 1 year

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Requested: Yes ("Hello again! Thank you so much for your kindness! Could I please request a gif imagine with Grizi where you tell him that you're pregnant with your first child (you're recently married)? Like his cute little happy smile? I hope that's okay. Please take care ❤️")

Imagine telling your husband Antoine you're pregnant with your first child

Word Count: 499

A/N: I'm so happy to write for my little Prince! Thank you so much for your request! Take care, hun, and feel free to message me anytime! English is not my first language!

Warnings: mention of miscarriage, period, difficulty to have a child, fluff

GIF IS NOT MINE

You sighed, lost in your thoughts. You had a great life: you loved your job, you had nice house, a family who loved you, and above all a loving husband. Antoine was your whole world, and you two were the happiest when you were together. Yet, something was missing. Something you both wanted with all your heart, something that would complete the wonderful life you had, but didn’t seem to come. A baby. You and Antoine tried even before you got married a few weeks ago, in vain. While Antoine remained his positive, hopeful safe and kept telling you that you guys would have a child soon, you were worried. You even went to see a doctor, who told you there wasn’t any problem with your body and that you just had to keep trying. What was wrong then? You were getting desperate until one day you checked your calendar and realized your period should arrive anytime soon. Yet, days passed and still nothing. You started to get tired, some smells felt horrible, and after some time you woke up with nausea. Antoine, himself a bit tired because of all the matches, was supporting and comforting as always and you saw in his beautiful eyes what he was thinking – hoping but you refused to have hope. However, when the nausea continued and your period never came, you had no choice but to have the same idea as your husband.

One morning when he was in training you went to buy a pregnancy test, half-hopeful, half-scared. You weren’t scared of being pregnant, no, you were scared of being disappointed. You’ve never had any miscarriage before, which according to the doctor was a good thing, but the idea still terrified you. You went back home, went to the bathroom, and used the test. Walking back to the living room, you sat on the couch and waited for a few minutes. The test should show the results at any seconds now, and all of a sudden when you heard the door opened.

“Love, I’m home”

Shit. Antoine was back from training sooner than usual and you heard him taking his shoes off. The test was still in your hand when he entered the living room, a smile on his face.

“Hey, babe, how are-“

He stopped this sentence as the same time he started walking.

“Is that-“

You nodded, and Antoine walked a bit closer to the couch.

“What-What does it say?”

You lowered your head, looked at the test, and tears filled your eyes.

“It’s positive.”

“Babe!”

You rose up and jumped in his arms. He spined you around and you both couldn’t stop smiling. He finally put you back on the ground without letting go and kissed you.

“We’re gonna have a baby.”

You both had a nervous but happy laugh and Antoine put his hand on you cheek.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, babe.”

Finally, your life was going to be complete.

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miraculouslbcnreactions · 1 month

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Thank you for the advice! On the topic of the Miracle Box and character bloat, I do struggle with the latter as I'm quite fond of the Miracuclass and have already attach myself to them. I do want to give them character developments since the show never did, but I am aware that having a massive cast will be difficult to write. For now my source of inspiration is Young Justice since they have a huge cast of heroes as well.

As for the Miracle Box and the shows rep on Chinese representation, I'm curious to hear your thoughts and what you would have done about it. I am Chinese-Indonesian and we celebrate Chinese New Year so I'm pretty familiar with the Chinese Zodiac. There is a story that about the origin of the Chinese Zodiac, the emperor held a contest to decide the animals that will be included in the calendar. The first is the rat and the last being the pig. Interestingly enough a cat originally wanted to join the contest only for its spot to be stolen by the rat.

The massive cast could have worked if they got ride of Marinette being the source of everything wrong in the universe and just had each episode deal with a conflict caused by one classmate or another, so I don't think you have to abandon them if you're going to match canon's monster-of-the-week format. Just be aware that it's downright impossible to write 18 characters (all the teens) or 36 characters (teens + kwamis - Nooroo) in a single scene and have the audience be able to follow what's going on. I'd strongly encourage you to scrap making most of them heroes and just keep them normal teens, but it is ultimately your call as you're the one who knows what story you want to tell.

I absolutely get the temptation to use the whole class because I personally love Rose and Juleka, but I ultimately chose to keep them as minor background characters because that's what was best for the story and I live by the code of kill your darlings since my goal as a writer is telling good stories.

I'm familiar with the Zodiac myth because of the anime Fruits Basket, but I am not Chinese* nor am I an expert in Chinese symbology and beliefs*. Please keep that in mind as I discuss this next section. If I get something wrong, then anyone is welcome to chime in and correct me or to give further context as this stuff is really hard to research if you don't read Mandarin or Cantonese and/or if you don't have a background in this stuff to help set off your BS detector. A random blog could have good info or it could be written by a person making stuff up and I don't have the background to tell, so I'm skeptical of all of them which is why we're just going to talk about what's on Wikipedia here since that's usually at least mostly accurate and it gives us enough info for me to explain why I took one look at the zodiac stuff and went, "Hell no!"

My rewrite came about long before we knew all of the powers of the zodiac miraculous, so one of the first things that I had to do was figure out what to do about that because I wasn't going to just make up powers. I was going to base my stuff on the actual zodiac since I do try to be respectful to other cultures. This lead to me researching the Chinese zodiac*.

I very quickly realized how complicated this thing was. Every animal in the zodiac is associated with personality traits, two of the other animals, one of the five elements, and either yin or yang as well as several other things. I'll also note that Western representation of the zodiac has simplified it as there's more than just the 12 animals of the years. There are also animal signs assigned to the month (called "inner animals"), day (called "true animals"), and hour (called "secret animals") of your birth.

In other words, there's a lot of depth to the Chinese zodiac* and it has real cultural significance in China.

I was immediately wildly uncomfortable trying to come up with random powers that somehow respected that depth and significance. I also realized that the show didn't seem to be using the real zodiac to guide the powers it had assigned or the way the kwamis were being written, which also made me uncomfortable! I had previously assumed that they must have a cultural consultant to guide the cultural elements, but that does not seem to be the case for any element of the lore or Marinette's writing. Like to point out a big one, as best I can tell, a miracle box based on Chinese lore would not use a ladybug for good luck and it definitely wouldn't use a black cat for bad luck.

In other words, the miracle box seems to be about as Chinese as fortune cookies.

Between all of that, the character bloat, and the fact that the team is fighting one villain (meaning that you really don't need 17 powers), I decided to completely scrap the idea of the miracle box being tied to a specific culture and came up with my own lore that I won't go into here.

If I had the money to hire a cultural consultant or personal knowledge of Chinese* beliefs, then I would have considered redesigning all of the zodiac miraculous to be based on Chinese* beliefs and changed them into powerups to replace the colored macarons and cheese that have basically been forgotten about. (We are never seeing what the last three colors are for. Never!) I think that would have made more sense than the potions and it would have been more fun/limiting. It's basically how the show is using the zodiac anyway. The temp heroes are defined by their powers and little else since Ladybug is the only team member who is allowed to have a meaningful role on the team.

Basically, the Zodiac animals have a ton of potential to be something really cool that teaches us about Chinese* beliefs and I would love, love, love to see someone take that on. I mean, why have a main character who is half-Chinese and a box based on Chinese lore* if you're not going to capitalize on that?

*I bet you were wondering about all the red asterixis up there, weren't you? Well, buckle in because it gets worse.

I am not going to touch on this further because I am wildly unequipped to do so, but I would be remiss to not acknowledge the fact that the miracle box is said to be Chinese, but the miraculous monks are explicitly stated to be Tibetan, which is yet another "hell no!" There is a massive conflict over the fact that China claims that Tibet is not a country, but a part of China while Tibet claims to be its own nation. Some brief research on my part indicates that Tibet may even have its own beliefs around the zodiac and no. Just no. No, no, no! I'm not touching that minefield for a million dollars! Idk what the writers were thinking combining the two cultures like that, but that does seem to be what they're doing otherwise it would be the Tibetan miracle box or the monks would be in China. Writers, what are you doing?

Once again, I am not a part of any of the above cultures and I am not claiming to be an expert on them. I am just giving you my logic for why I took one look at the miracle box and went running for the hills. Aka why redesigned it to not be a mine field for my personal ethical code what which can be summed up as "research and represent all cultures to the best of my ability as cultures are not aesthetic. If I don't want to do the research (or can't for some reason), don't tie the setting/lore/whatever to a real culture." I'm not claiming to be perfect about that, but I do try and I like to think I know when I'm wildly out of my depth which was 100% the case here. No. Just no. No, no, no.

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watermeloncholycucumbersome · 2 months

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Day 67 of Writing Something Everyday

(365 Day Challenge)

Everything feels so odd,

I'm a passenger in a car that someone else is driving.

It's dark outside and I can't see the driver, I want to look but I can't bring myself to.

I hope that it's God driving because the latter terrifies me.

I'm scared, feeling out of control - losing grip on everything around me.

Just a simulated girl living in a world where the game creator is constantly changing my surroundings.

I think I'm okay and then something glitches and shows me there's something wrong.

Glitching in a loop..

I just put that towel away, why is it on the couch?

Where is that spoon? It's either in the sink or the drawer - but it's nowhere to be found..

Weird sounds around me day and night that make me jump.

Audible voices I answer aloud yet there's nobody there..

Am I descending further into this madness??

What would my mom say, what would she do? Well she'd tell me not to pay attention to it.

But it's incredibly hard when you're alone and every distraction doesn't distract you - only forcing you to focus solely on those things.

My world had colour, but now I stand on a blank page - a void that has no ending or shape and there are no walls to lean on or corners to hide in.

Shapeless like me.

Shapeless like the calendar on the wall.

I've forgotten what it looked like to cross the days off - what it feels like to remember the day of the week.

Agony Amnesia..

Shapeless like the clock on the wall that keeps ticking without batteries in it.

I can't remember who I am or who I was.

Afraid to move forward in case I do something wrong, walking through the wrong door..

Then again I might forget about you too if I move forward, you're the only part of me on earth I haven't forgotten yet.

I've forgotten everything and now I'm just sleepwalking my way through life.

Like I slept walked into that car a few days ago and just realized I was in it.

Now I just sit here quietly watching the streetlights, signs and the world blur together like water colours in a book.

I look out the window and pray that this car will drive me to my destination.

I've driven myself crazy what's next?

The Twilight Zone I guess...

Most will say "there's only one way to go from here and that's up!"

As if that's encouraging..

Those people have clearly never felt as though they're buried 10 feet beneath the dirt and knowing that there's an endless footage of earth left below that that can and will swallow you..

There's only one way down too..

~Jenni

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daughterofthereaper02 · 2 years

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I don’t know if you’ve already done this idea but just look at Hangman and Rooster! Reader must have had at least one pregnancy scare. Could you write if you haven’t already, reader having the scare and them comforting her no matter what the test says

A/N: I haven't done this one before. I would love to! Just our boys being soft!

You looked under the sink, trying to find the cleaner for the tub so you could take a bath with your boyfriends. You had a very large tub that you three took full advantage of as much as possible. You moved some stuff and saw your period tote. You froze, when was the last time you had a period? You started panicking as you couldn't remember how long ago it was.

You grabbed your phone and checked your calendar, your heart racing as you shakily got to the app. You were two weeks late and your stomach turned. "Shit" you whispered and put everything away.

Bradley stuck his head into the bathroom "You good baby?" He asked. You shook his head "Can you drive me to the store?" You asked. He furrowed his brows "Sure but why if you don't mind me asking?" He said. You sighed "I'm late" you told him, confusion passed over his face and then the realization hit him "Late? By how much?" He asked as you got yourself into decent clothes. "Two weeks" you said. You were never more then two days late. Jake came over "What's happening?" He asked and Bradley filled him in. You tried to stay calm as you pulled yourself together. Jake cupped your face "It's okay, we'll figure this out" he said with a smile.

You three went to the store and you bought three tests just in case. You tried to keep yourself from nervously twitching the whole time. You went to self checkout and quickly bought them. As you all went home, you didnt dare talk about it until you got home. It was obvious that you were a nervous wreck.

As soon as you got home, you took the tests and set the timer. You looked at your boyfriends "What if I am?" You whispered finally, sitting on the toilet. Bradley and Jake knelt in front of you, each taking a hand. "Y/n, no matter what happens, we are here. If you're pregnant, we will happily accept this baby and raise them happily, no matter who the father is" Jake said, brushing the hair away from your face. Bradley squeezed your hand "If you aren't, that's okay too. We'll be more careful until we are ready" he told you. You smiled a little and bounced your leg as the timer went off. You looked at them "If we are.... I think you'll be amazing dad's" you smiled. They each kissed you "And you'll be an amazing mother" Bradley said.

You took a deep breath, stood up, and flip them all over before looking. 'Not Pregnant', 'Negative', and one line.

Your body slumped in relief, showing them the 'Not Pregnant' test. You smiled "It's not meant to be right now." You said softly. A little part of you was sad, you had been imagining a little Jake or a little Bradley running around. This made you think about how much you wanted kids with these men.

They both hugged you "We can try sometime in the future" Jake told you softly. You nodded, "Is it wrong a part of me hoped?" You whispered. They almost couldn't hear you "No baby, absolutely not" Bradley grinned "You're allowed to feel that way, when we're ready it will mean even more. But if we do have an accidental pregnancy, that baby will be absolutely loved" he continued.

They helped you clean up the tests and then the bath, all off you just soaking in the bath and thinking about the possibility. It wasn't now but maybe later.

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purplefangirl42 · 11 months

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Hello ! 👋🏻☺️

I just LOVE your writing, so here I am, with a request... If you have the time 🤗

Could you write a fluffy one-shot with pregnant!Lil x Older Silco if you're confortable with the subject ?

If not , maybe a hurt/comfort one shot where Lil x Older Silco are wondering what they life will be like when the nation of Zaun will be independant ?

Big smooches to you 😘

First of all, thank you very much for reading what I write and supporting me! I means the world to me! 💜

I went with the second option, I hope it's along the lines of what you were looking for! Thank you for sending in a request!

Tags: Mourning/Remembrance, Slight Hurt/Comfort, Good Dad Silco (at least he's trying)

Trying to read a list while also trying to not fall from the chair she was standing on was a great challenge. Adding in the presence of Jinx below her did not help the situation. Lil grabbed the shelf in front of her to stabilize herself when she nearly toppled from the chair in response to the girl’s sudden appearance.

“Jinx!” she scolded. “Don’t sneak up on someone when they’re doing something that could be dangerous!”

Jinx’s eyes widened and she backed out of the way for Lil to climb down, an apology on her lips.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you,” Jinx said. “I wanted to ask you something.”

Once her feet had returned to solid ground, Lil turned to Jinx and gently ruffled her hair.

“No harm done,” she said. “What’s up?”

The young girl looked down at her feet and picked at the nail on her thumb, avoiding Lil’s gaze. The change in demeanor pained Lil as she observed the girl. She always seemed to withdraw when she was asking for something, as if she was afraid she would get anger in response. While there had been progress in the past few months, it had been slow. Despite Li’s efforts alongside Silco’s first attempts at parenting, there was damage to Jinx’s confidence that couldn’t be undone quickly.

“Jinx, is something wrong?” Lil asked, bending down to get on her level.

Jinx bit her lip and continued to look away from her. She pointed to the calendar beside the clock that hung on the wall. Lil followed her finger and noticed the date, realizing the significance of the upcoming weekend.

“It’s almost time,” Jinx said softly. “Are we going to go?”

Lil sighed and rubbed her hand through her hair. She hadn’t being paying attention to the passing days and hadn’t realized how close it was. With everything else going on, it had almost slipped past without notice.

“Do you want to go?” she asked. “I will take you if you do. If Silco says it’s okay.”

Jinx hesitated for a few seconds before giving her a small nod. Lil took one of the girl’s hands and gave it a gentle squeeze.

“Okay. I’ll talk to Silco about it and we’ll go from there.”

“I want to come!” Jinx shouted, turning and running up the stairs towards his office.

A few minutes later Lil stood outside Silco’s office, her hand lifted to knock. Before she had the chance to, Jinx pushed past her and entered the room without any introduction. Shrugging, Lil followed her in.

“Jinx, what have I told you about knocking before you come in?” Silco said as the young girl scampered over to his desk. “I may be in the middle of something.”

For the second time that day, Jinx withdrew inside herself. Her already small form shrunk as she stopped in her approach to his desk. Lil saw a look of regret flash across Silco’s face when he noticed her reaction.

“Jinx? Is something the matter?”

Lil came up behind Jinx and placed her hand against her back, gently pressing between her shoulder blades to urge her forward.

“It’s okay, you aren’t actually in trouble,” she said softly before looking up to speak to Silco. “Jinx has a request and I thought it would be best to run it past you before answering.”

Silco leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers together in front of him. He waited patiently for Jinx to speak, giving her his full attention.

“I wanna go to the memorial,” Jinx muttered, her gaze once again on her shoes. “It’s almost the day.”

Silco looked at Lil for clarification, seemingly confused about what Jinx was talking about.

“The anniversary of the bridge massacre,” she said. “Every year, we would go to the memorial to pay our respects.”

“Adele and Matthias,” Silco said knowingly.

Jinx nodded, glancing up at him.

“Lil said she would take me if you said it was okay.”

Lil moved her hand from Jinx’s back to place it on top of her head. She looked at Silco to gauge his reaction to the girl’s request, hoping he would give permission. He stood from his chair and walked around to the front of the desk, coming to a stop in front of Jinx. Lil felt the head beneath her hand move as the girl lifted her chin to look at him.

“Why don’t we all go together?” he asked. “Pay our respects to those that fought for our freedom.”

Jinx disappeared from under Lil’s hand as she surged forward to wrap her arms around Silco’s midsection. Lil gave Silco a small smile of gratitude, thankful that he had agreed to let her go. With everything changing in her life, it was good to keep one thing consistent.

Lil followed along behind Silco and Jinx as they made their way to the memorial. As this had been a tradition Jinx had previously shared with Vander, it seemed fitting that she share it with her new father figure. In years past, Lil had always held back, not wanted to intrude on the family privacy of the tradition. At the same time, she wanted to pay her respects to her friends, so she would tag along at a distance.

“Lil, hurry up!”

Lil looked up at the sound of Jinx’s voice calling to her and saw the pair waiting ahead. Silco was looking back at her with a slightly puzzled look. Jinx held out her free hand, as the other one was clutching Silco’s. Lil quickened her pace and took the offered hand.

Jinx held on tightly as she pulled the two adults along to her desired destination. Lil felt a tightening in her chest at the thought of Jinx wanting her to be included in this important event. She had initially tried to get out of it after Silco had agreed to go, claiming that he should be the one to take Jinx, but the girl had insisted on her presence.

When they finally reached the bridge, Jinx released their hands and walked up to the pillar on her own. She reached out to touch the photos that had been placed there, her fingers gently resting on her mother’s face. Silco and Lil stood a short distance behind her, giving her a moment alone.

“Thank you for doing this,” Lil said softly so Jinx wouldn’t hear. “It means a lot to her.”

“Of course. Whatever I can do to help her, I will do it willingly.”

Lil gave him a small smile, which he returned. Despite her doubts, Silco had been doing a decent job with Jinx so far. He was far from perfect and was still very new at learning how to deal with Jinx’s issues, let alone interacting with a child in general, but he was trying.

“Does she remember them?” he asked after a few moments. “I would think she was quite young when they died.”

“She was. But we…” Lil started before stopping suddenly, not wanting to say anything where Jinx could hear and become upset.

Silco gestured a short distance away from the pillar where they could talk privately. Lil glanced back to Jinx and was surprised to find her sitting on the ground in front of the memorial. She was talking to the pictures of her parents, telling them about what had happened in her life. Lil had never seen her do that before. She seemed to be fine alone for a short period of time, so Lil followed Silco’s direction to lean against the guard rail. When she joined him, Silco stood silently for a few moments before speaking.

“You made sure she knew about them. You and Vander.”

It wasn’t a question, merely a statement of what she figured he had guessed on his own.

“And Violet. She didn’t want them to forget their parents. They died fighting for a better life for the two of them. She liked to focus on their revolutionary spirit. I don’t think Vander appreciated that focus, but he let it be on this day.”

Silco nodded and turned his head to focus on the memorial.

“So many lives lost in the name of freedom and he just gave up to run away with his tail between his legs.”

Lil winced at the bitter tone in Silco’s voice. While she had mourned the end of the fight for freedom, she had agreed with Vander’s choice to end the fight, even encouraged it. Sharing that with Silco didn’t seem like the best idea, however.

“He almost gave his life to continue that fight,” she said, disbelief in herself at defending Vander, but trying to reassure Silco that the fight hadn’t ended easily. “But the girls needed him. Mylo and Claggor needed him.”

“More than Zaun?” Silco asked.

“Yes.”

Silco turned back to look at her with a raised eyebrow.

“Zaun is nothing without the next generation to live in it,” she said. “If the fighting had continued, Piltover would have crushed what was left of us into the dirt. Even in his submission to Topside, he saved what was left of us. We are able to rise again. Able to work towards that future you envision.”

“What future do you believe I see for us?”

Lil gestured in Jinx’s direction before pointing at the memorial behind her.

“No more things like this. Children keeping their parents. Zaunites living together as families and prospering in a place that isn’t under the control of people that would crush us. That’s what you always told me the goal was for the Children of Zaun.”

Silco hummed and turned away from her again, his gaze returning to Jinx.

“I suppose that’s the underlying purpose, but there is much more to it than that. Political freedom, trade, the ability to improve our lives. Those things must be achieved as well.”

“Is that what you intend to do? Improve our lives?” Lil asked.

“In any way that I can.”

Lil had been harboring many doubts about Silco’s intentions when he had taken Vander’s place as the unofficial leader of the Undercity, but he truly sounded like he meant to accomplish his goals. She could see a little bit of the Silco she had known before seeping through, the passionate revolutionary peeking past the businessman.

“I hope you succeed. I have faith that you will do what you need to.”

Lil pushed off the wall and started walking in Jinx’s direction, looking over her shoulder back at Silco.

“We’re all relying on you, Silco. Jinx is relying on you.”

“What about you?”

Lil gave him a small smile in response.

“I’ve always been in your corner, so I suppose that’s where I’ll stay for now.”

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babiesdreams · 4 months

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Advent Calendar

Day 9 : Mingi- San- Seonghwa. +18

Content Warning: Very very kinky. A lot of degradation and humilliation. Fivesome. Sub reader.

The loud noise of the music mixed with the alcohol don't let you think straight. What could go wrong? That's what you thought when your roomate, Sam, decided to host a party on your dorm. Your body kept crashing with the walls as you made your way to your room. Your eyes examine the room. This was not your room. You panic for a second, thinking someone was laying on the bed, but when you blink it's completely empty.

Walking all the way to your room now seems impossible, so you simply decide to borrow some clothes from your roomate. He won't mind. You say to yourself, hoping it'll be true. You're whole body is shaking, you wonder if everyone is feeling as cold as you. What you thought to be a hoodie turns out to be some sort of dress. You put it on, as well as you can and lay down on the bed for just a second.

You wake up next morning, there's a warm feeling over your shoulder, your eyes open at their own pace, helping you identify your roomate's hand caressing over your soft skin. You try to move your hands but you find resistance. A metallic cling wakes you up completely. You look horrified towards your hands, restrained but leather handcuffs which are tied to the bedside. You try with your legs now, though it comes to another failed attempt since they are restrained the exact same way.

"She's woken up" San whimpers with an arrogant voice tone. "Are you insane? Get these things off me" You complain as rage takes over you. A slight peek towards your body reveals what the weird dress from last night really was, a fucking maid costume. You curse the second you agreed to play stip drinking games. "But this is exactly what you want isn't it babe" You would've slap him right there if you could. "What the fuck are you talking about?" Confusion raises the anger inside of you.

"I know you've been reading dirty books for a while" You wanted to argue but it was indeed true. Though you'd come to realize this experience was far from simply reading. You started reading erotic books when you developed an interest in writing, you thought you had to explore every genre before you decided to finally write something good. "Who says I want to do it with you?" You lift your brows, defiant at his cocky attitude. "I have proof" He says with a smirk.

"Exhibit A" He says pointing at a shadow on the other side of the room, you follow his finger with your eyes and when you see two man standing by the door, you turn pale. Seonghwa, the boy you made out with last night was looking directly at you, enjoying the show. Another boy was standing next to him, his face was familiar, but you couldn't quite tell who he was.

"I swear..." You try to protest but San stops you. "You definetely drank too much last night. Don't you remember what you said to him?" Your eyes turn towards San's face while your brain works trying to recall what you could've said. San crawls closer to your face and whispers to your ear. "You said you'd let him fuck you from behind"

A sudden wave of embarassment brushes over you when you certainly remember saying those words, you take your eyes away from him. San notices, and he moves your face to force you to look at the boy. "What? Was it a lie?" San whispers on your ear. You try to move your face again but his grip turns more aggresive, forcing you to stay still. "Face him, love" He says now to everyone. "You want him to fuck your ass. And that's okay" His words are comforting yet his actions are so violent.

"Untie me. Now" You order, finally winning the battle against his hand. "But you like this" He whines. "No I don't" You reply firmly. "This says the opposite" He spits out, throwing a paper over your body. You lift your head to take a peek at it. There's not even a second of doubt, you recognize it instantly, it's the test you took when you were trying to explore the kinks you might have. What a way to be exposed. "Where did you get that?" You ask more intrigued than angry. "Does it matter?" He asks cockily.

You take a deep breath, to let your mind work better. "Consent" You point out as if you discovered a new physic's law. "BDSM starts with consent" He laughs evily. "Exhibit B" He says moving on. Again his hand moves your face to face the other boy. He waves cutely at you. "You probably don't remember him. You hooked up at college. Public place. What a naughty girl" You roll your eyes at his comment, though you definetely remember your encounter with that guy.

"You did a whole fucking investigation just to fuck me?" The sudden wave of bravery speaks for you. "They happen to be my friends darling" San answers. "We had.... an eye-opener conversation last night." You smirk for a second. "What if I wanted to have sex with them and not with you?" You ask, matching his cocky voice. "Exhibit C" You were already done with this, his hand turned your head to face his hand. He was holding a journal. You look closer to double check. It was indeed your journal.

"How did you get that?" You ask, once again. Though this seems less likely to be fait or coincidence. Your journal was always locked down, since the thighs you wrote there were too embarassing to read, even for yourself. "You gave it to me last night. After you read a chapter in front of everyone of course. One that explained very explicitly how you'd fuck me" Your face turns completely red, burning with heat.

"I got really hooked with the story so I couldn't stop reading. My favourite chapter is the threesome one" You look away, attempting to escape from this situation. "Oh, so you remember about it" His voice is truly driving you mad. An evil laugh escapes his lips. "So don't you want your fantasy to come true?" You focus on your deep breaths. "Are you sure you want to do this kitten?" You instantly recognize the quote. His face is buried on the journal.

Silence fills the room, until his fingers turn your face to look at him. "Yes" You simply reply. "Say it nicely" He orders. So he's gonna keep quoting you think to yourself, determined to play your part. "Yes please?" You ask innocently. "What do you call me pet?" You swallow your saliva. "Sir"

"So..." He replies, impatient. "Yes sir, please" You finally say. "Good girl" San grins. The way his voice sounds when complimenting your submissive behaviour is so close to what you imagined originally that you can't help but shake with goosebumps. You hadn't realized it until now but the other two boys had walked towards the bed. You feel hands cover your body, way too many hands to keep count.

You focus on what you feel, closing your eyes even. Someone squezes your breasts, taking a sweet torturous fixation on pinching your nipples, they get more and more sensible with every pinch. There's other set of hands on your pussy, skillfully teasing it to the edge. The last boy is choking you softly, though the intensity increases fastly.

When you open your eyes you can see Mingi's lips coming to get yours, aggresively, unapologetic. His grip around your neck tightens turning the simple task of breathing into something nearly impossible. He pulls out of the kiss, eyes locked on yours, breaths messy and irregular. You open your mouth in an attempt to breathe, only to receive his spit. His hand pushes your body onto the bed, releasing your neck. You can't help but cough. They laugh.

"She needs training" San says, still fingering your cunt. "We'll train her" Seonghwa replies, taking a break on sucking your nipples to do so. Mingi doesn't speak a word. He holds onto your hair, making a ponytail around his fingers and pulling from it. He pulls your off the bed, forcing you to fall on the ground.

Your hands reach, trying to stop him, but he doesn't. Once you're on your knees on the floor he pulls your hair back to look at him. "Do you not want this?" His question sends shivers along your spine. You did, you most definetely did, yet you tried to stop him. "I- I do want this" He crouches getting closer to your face. "Then what the fuck was that?" Your eyes start tearing up, confused at the whole situation. "I'm sorry sir" Your words don't satisfy him. "I'm not a sir kinda guy. Call me Master" You nod. "Yes, sorry Master"

His hand pushes your head towards his shoes. "Lick, whore" You start licking the soft material. There's a mixture of embarassment and arousal taking over you. You're so fixed on your task that when someone's length enters your insides you let a loud scream out. You stop to look back, San's body is already thrusting against yours. Soonly after Seonghwa's length penetrates your butt. You're surprise that although they didn't quite warm you up they entered easily in you.

That's until you hear the sound their moves make. So... wet. Was it all you? Were you really that wet? "Did I ask you to stop?" Mingi's voice drives you back to reality. You reach to his shoes and continue licking them. Your moans get sucked in by the shiny material, until he lifts your head by pulling your hair and inserts his dick in your mouth.

There's no need for you to move. The boys' thrusts are marked by Seonghwa whose hands are buried in your waist. And Mingi's hand is guiding your lips along his length. "Stop" San mutters. "She doesn't deserve our cum inside her. Not yet at least" They pull out of you and gather forming a circle. Their hands move along their own length until they all cum all over your face.

You can't really get enough of tasting it, as you gather their cum with your fingers and lick on them.

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