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SEVEN ROYALTIES

“once upon a time there was a prince, who did anything he could to be with the love of his life” — park sunghoon.

park sunghoon x fem!reader genre: childhood friends to enemies to lovers , one sided love somewhere into the story , heavy angst , fluff ! warnings: character’s death (not a main character) , curse words. (lmk if i missed something pls!) || NOT FULLY PROOFREAD!!

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NOTE. wow i dont even know where to start! it’s been a real while! i think like more than a month, i’m extremely sorry for being gone, school is so stressful, but i got some time to write now and honestly? i missed it so much!! hopefully you’d like this part and don’t let it fool you, just because i’ve been gone for a while doesn’t mean i’m not continuing this wonderful series!! it was also supposed to be enemies to lovers but i honestly failed miserably and idk how to define it- some mentions of sunoo’s story are dropped here too :)

“why do you always look at me like that?”

“like what?”

“like i’m the most precious thing you’ve ever saw”

a few years into your childhood and you were already been told that you’re going to marry off to someone as soon as possible.

you, being the second princess and the least favorite one, had to deal with a lot of struggles through your childhood.

everyone loved your older sister more, praised her, cherished her, spoiled her, gave her whatever she wants.

you, on the other hand, had to work hard in terms of getting what you wanted.

you always looked up to your older sister, you can’t lie, you definitely understand why she’s getting all the attention to herself without even trying.

your mom is your favorite person, she’s actually your best friend.

some kids have hard time deciding what to answer when they’re being asked who’s their favorite parent, but you definitely know the answer already.

it’s your dad that never bats an eye to you, your mom however always tries to maintain her attention to both you and your sister. you’d do anything for your mom.

as much as you’re happy that you’re at least not a second option in your mom’s perspective, the king is the one who’s more dominant.

you’ve always tried to get your father’s attention, even for a mere second, but he always pushed you away, making you feel unworthy and sad.

at age six, you were forced to go with your mom to one of her friend’s kingdom, your neighbor kingdom.

everyone in royalty knows about the good friendship your kingdoms have, and they’re all surprised it still keeps on going.

royalty comes with a dangerous risk, people will always look at anything you do, and will not hesitate to attack if you happened to do something they’re not a fond of.

your kingdom suffered lots of wars, but won almost all of them.

at the very same day you were forced to go with your mom, you also met the person who finally had all their attention on you, the person who you could rely on no matter when.

“i’m y/n!” you extended your hand out with a smile.

“i’m sunghoon” he whispered and you tilt your head. he wasn’t shaking your hand and you couldn’t even hear him.

“what?”

“i’m sunghoon”

“i cant hear you!!” you shout and put your ear really close to his mouth.

“i’m sunghoon!” he shouted into your ear and you fell down while holding your ear.

“you did that on purpose didn’t you!” you pout and he laughed.

that’s when you realized his cute smile and the little dimples that grew on his cheeks.

he was cute, a cute and shy prince, you could get along perfectly with him.

and you actually did. you spent the rest of your visit just roaming around their castle.

he introduced you his six brothers, they were all very nice and funny, but only sunghoon interested you.

he told you about his interests and you told him about yours.

“i want to learn how to skate!” he said and you noticed his eyes growing in excitement while talking about it.

“it sounds really interesting!” you smiled and cheered him.

“what about you?”

“i actually don’t know” you sighed, “i want my father to pay more attention to me”

“who needs your father when you have me? i’ll be always here for you” he smiled.

“really?” you asked and he nodded, “really”

“promise me!” you held out your pinky and he locked his with yours, “i think promises are stupid, but only for you i promise to never leave you side”

“why are they stupid?”

“because sometimes you regret them, or even forget them, and you cant keep them forever”

growing up with sunghoon was something you could never explain.

having to suffer your father’s comparisons between you and your sister was something, but having to see sunghoon going through puberty was something else. scarier indeed.

the both of you were inseparable, to the point where your parents even started talking about marriage between the two of you when you were twelve.

every now and then in your teenage years, you’d come around his castle, your second home.

whenever you were pissed off with your father or just wanted some quiet, you’d find yourself going back to sunghoon, only he knew how to make you feel ten times better.

“what are you reading?” he asked you.

you were laying your head on his lap as he sat under a tree, it was a peaceful day and you wanted to enjoy some time with him.

“just some fairytale stories” you put your book on your stomach and looked at him who was already looking down at you.

“wishing it was you?” he teased.

you rolled your eyes and smacked the book on his head, “fairytales are the best!”

you returned to read the book while he kept staring at you.

“read for me” he asked and you looked at him, sharing an eye contact.

“hey”

“hm?”

“why do you always look at me like that?”

“like what?”

“like i’m the most precious thing you’ve ever saw”

sunghoon coughed a bit and looked away, “just start reading please, im interested”

“the princess then took the prince’s hand and held it tightly, slowly closing the gap between them and leaning in for a kiss—“

“never mind! i’ll just go sleep” sunghoon threw you off him and laid down next to you.

“you could’ve done that nicely!” you scoffed and he laughed.

he can’t explain it, but something about you makes him feel warm and comfortable. he loves your company more than anything else in this world and there’s nothing he loves more than staring at your gorgeous face.

spending a few years together made him long for you more and more every day that he’s not next to you.

he fell in love with you, and he fell hard.

you weren’t better either, every day without sunghoon for you felt like eternity.

he’s the only person you can see your future with, the only person who loves you for who you are and the only person that has his full attention on you.

you trust him more than you trust yourself and you family members.

on royal events, you’d be acting like a married couple, shooing away the singles royals that wants to catch you.

you belong to sunghoon and sunghoon belongs to you.

“it’s nice to meet you prince sunghoon” one filthy princess introduced herself to sunghoon while you stood by his side, holding his arm.

“likewise, meet my wife, y/n” he said, clearly uninterested in the princess but as soon as he looked over his side and met your eyes a smile formed on his face.

the princess scoffed and went away, finally letting you and sunghoon laugh it off.

“did you see the way she looked at you when you said you have a wife?” you held a hand over your chest, out of breath because of the amount of air you let out.

“please, it was so funny i’ll remember it for long” he nodded and you continued making jokes about everyone around you.

you shared your first kiss with sunghoon when you were fifteen.

“i love cherry blossoms” you said as you walked together with sunghoon under the cherry blossoms.

it was one of your favorite things to do with him, walking through the long road, hand in hand.

“and i love you” he let out.

“what?”

“what?” he repeated after you.

“what did you sa-“

he cut you off with a kiss, your first kiss.

cherry blossoms fell from the trees and the wind caressed your skin.

his lips were soft, locked with your lips. it was perfect, the kind of fairytale you were always wishing you could have finally came true, with the person you loved the most.

when you parted your lips to get some air, both of you giggled and he put his forehead against yours.

“i said i love you” he smiled.

“i love you too”

regardless of the sudden confession, you decided to stay as friends, and when the both of you will feel ready, you’d try it out.

at age sixteen, your mother’s condition started to go downhill. she got sick and had to take medical exams every now and then, ever since then, you decided to spend time with her as much as you could.

“good morning mom! how are you feeling today?” you asked with a huge smile on your face when you saw your mother.

“feeling as usual, nothing new” she gave you a weak smile, “have you eaten yet?”

you shook your head, “i was at the garden after father had his daily complains over me, i needed to take some breathes”

your mother nodded and hugged you, “i’m sorry your father is like that, if being a selfish father was a competition he’d definitely win”

both of you giggled and spent a few hours together.

you never told sunghoon anything about your mother’s condition, every time he’d ask about her well-beings you’d say she’s doing well but she’s too busy with duties, and he’d suspect nothing.

at the age seventeen, your mother’s condition worsened, she had doctors around her all the time.

“hello mother” you smiled.

“y/n! good morning” she tried to smile back.

“how are you—“

“i must ask you something before it’s too late” she cut you off.

“what is it?”

“i’ve been thinking about it for a while, and it might be silly and selfish of me to ask you to do that” she sighed, “please promise me you’re going to marry sunghoon”

“what?” you asked confused.

“he’s treating you well y/n, i don’t think i’ve ever seen you happier than when you’re with him. you’re perfect for each other” she nodded, “i don’t have much time left, hearing you promising you’d marry the man who makes you the happiest, would help me leave peacefully, to know that you’re going to live the life you deserve”

“i promise mom, i promise i’ll marry him but please, you have much time left, don’t say such nonsense!”

your mother hugged you and thanked you. guess it wasn’t so well-hidden that you were in love with sunghoon.

on one of the days your father called you. before walking inside his room you rolled your eyes, what kind of a complain he has now?

“hello father” you looked at him coldly.

“y/n,” he called, “i need to ask you to do something”

“huh?” you looked over him confused, “you never ask me for favors”

“your sister is too busy with her duties, so i trust you with this one” he shortly explained.

“okay,” you nodded, “what is it?”

“i need you to come with me to visit the other neighbor kingdom—“

“but we were never on good terms with them, they’re hybe’s kingdom biggest rivals too!” you cut him off.

“they’re the only ones that can help us with your mother’s condition. we must do anything we can to help her” your father sighed, “they have a son who’s interested in you, they requested to see you too”

you shook your head, “i’m not interested in him—“

“this is the only way to help your mother!” he shout and you backed away.

“what about hybe kingdom! can’t they help in any kind of way?” you argued.

your father shook his head, “they can’t do anything about it, and they must not know about your mother’s condition”

“so going to the rival kingdom and risking your good friendship is better?”

“you’re coming with me and it’s final”

a few days before your visit in your neighbor kingdom, sunghoon came over.

before he went to search for you, he heard two servants talking about something that drawn him to it.

“did you hear about y/n’s mother’s condition?” one of them said.

“it keeps on getting worse, poor y/n! i heard she has to go to the other kingdom to ask for their help together with the king” the other replied.

“i heard they’re the only ones that could help! hybe kingdom knows nothing about it because they don’t want to bother them too much, i also heard the son of the other kingdom is interested in y/n, what about prince sunghoon!”

“poor them, i just hope she won’t end up with their son. i was rooting for y/n and sunghoon endgame”

“agree, i also heard their daughter is interested in sunghoon! this is risky” she shook her head.

“y/n is strong, she won’t marry the son i just know it” they both nodded their heads and sunghoon slowly walked back.

he refuses to believe what he just heard. y/n’s mother’s condition worsens? y/n marrying someone else? he’ll never let that happen.

“sunghoon!” you called and hugged him, “i was searching for you instead of you searching for me”

sunghoon was not responding, he was too deep in thoughts and didn’t know how to stop them.

“sunghoon?” you waved your heads in front of him and he finally came back on track.

“i was just thinking about something” he smiled.

“would you like to talk about it?” you smiled warmly at him.

how could you smile so widely when youre going through all of this?

“it’s not something that should bother you” he smiled and kissed your cheeks.

you spent the rest of the day looking out for sunghoon, he was different today, as much as he didn’t want to show it, you noticed.

the next day sunghoon found himself standing in front of his biggest rival kingdom. he never thought he’d have to step his leg into this kingdom, but he’d do anything for you as long as he could.

“park sunghoon! i’ve never thought i’d witness a hybe royal inside my kingdom!” the king teased.

sunghoon closed his eyes and clenched his jaw, “i need your help and you’re the only one that can help me” he said firmly.

“we’re rivals, why would i want to help you?”

“because i have something you want” he sighed, “i’ll be getting my kingdom sooner or later, i’ll give it to you together with my crown”

“you’ll lose your crown for something possibly stupid?”

“i need you to help princess y/n’s kingdom. the queen’s condition is getting worse. i heard you gave the best doctors that can help her”

the king laughed, “you’re doing this for y/n and not for yourself? what a stupid prince you are!”

sunghoon looked away, fighting the urge not to stab the king and fight him.

“very well, i will help in exchange of your crown”

their agreement was that the king will send his best doctors to help your mother, and as soon as sunghoon will get his crown, he’ll give it to the king. if one of them breaks the agreement, it’s off.

a few days passed, and it was supposed to be your visit day in the other kingdom, except that it got canceled.

“did you tell anyone about this visit?!” your father shout at you and you shook your head.

“how come he sent me this stupid letter saying that if we step into his kingdom he’ll declare a war!”

“i don’t know! i did nothing!” you argued.

“something stopped him, more like someone! i’m going to find out who did this!” your father roamed outside his room, slamming the door harshly and you flinched.

a week passed and your mother’s condition wasn’t doing any better, the doctors told you it was already time to say goodbye but you refused to do so, you refuse to believe you won’t be able to see your mother everyday soon.

everything was too overwhelming and stressful, you decided to go to your second home, you needed some comfort and it’s been a while since you saw sunghoon anyway.

“what are you up to?” you found him in the castle’s garden, deep in thoughts.

“just thinking about something”

“by something you mean me?” you teased and he smiled, not answering your question because the answer is quite obvious.

you then hugged him tightly, and sighed deeply as you rest your forehead on his shoulder.

“is everything okay?” he caressed your back slowly.

“my mom isn’t doing well lately” you finally confessed. you had to let it all out and tell sunghoon the truth.

“she’s sick, too sick. and the last week was such a roller coaster, her condition isn’t getting better and it’s our time to say our final goodbyes, i’m not ready for that sunghoon” you sobbed, “i’m sorry for dumping it all on you and telling you all of this now when it’s late i just—“

“it’s okay” even though he already knew about your mother’s condition, he was so glad that you finally opened it up and told him, “i’m here for you”

he held you tighter than before and whispered sweet comfort words that always knew how to calm you down.

right after you left he thought about what happened.

he made a deal with the other kingdom, the king was supposed to help your mother, how come her condition worsened? something didn’t make sense to him at all.

“sunghoon!” his father called him and sunghoon rushed to the king’s room.

“yes father?”

“you’re getting married to our biggest rivals daughter and didn’t even tell us? are you out of your mind?” he shout.

sunghoon could’ve swore that in that moment his heart stopped beating, “what?” he asked in disbelief.

“the other king sent us a letter! inviting us to your wedding with his daughter! we’ve never been so humiliated, how could you betray your family?” his mother interrupted.

sunghoon shook his head, “there must be a misunderstanding—“

“how come?” the king asked, “your name is written on that letter! and it was probably sent to all the other kingdoms!!”

“what about y/n?!” his mother asked and his eyes widened.

“y/n…?”

“how do you think she’ll feel receiving that letter? huh?”

“no, no! none of this is true! you must believe me!”

“explain yourself then! we’re here waiting!” sunoo, one of sunghoon’s brother argued.

sunghoon sighed, shutting his eyes tightly and clenching his fists, “y/n’s mother, the queen, her condition is getting worse. she’s been awfully sick for a few years already, i overheard their servants talking about how only the other kingdom could help her because they don’t want to bother us. so i went to them myself, i made a deal with the king that he’ll help the queen in exchange of my throne—“

“are you out of your—“

“jay! let him talk” the queen shushed him.

“yes! i was ready to give up my crown if it means i can help her in any way!” sunghoon sighed, “the king obviously did nothing and lied to me! and now apparently im ‘marrying his daughter’ you know damn well that’s never going to happen because i want to marry y/n!”

sunghoon’s mother wiped out her tears and hugged sunghoon, “i’m sorry you had to go through this, you could’ve told us—“

“i didn’t want to bother you too, this story is complicated than you think”

“what about y/n’s mother’s condition?” the king asked quietly.

“y/n said it’s been getting worse, they started to say their final goodbyes” sunghoon whispered and the room became quiet, as a respect for the queen.

“you should go to her, to check on her” heeseung suddenly spoke.

“yeah, i bet she needs someone by her side right now” jungwon added.

sunghoon nodded and with his parents’ approval he went to your kingdom.

he searched for you around and saw you staring at your garden, he smiled for himself and tapped your shoulder.

“hey” he said.

“what are you doing here?” you asked coldly.

“what?” he tilt his head, “i’m here to visit you”

“don’t you have a wedding to go get prepared to?” you scoffed, “go away park, you’re not welcomed here anymore”

sunghoon had been stabbed a few times in his life, but your words hurt him more than ten stabs at once.

“you have to listen to me i—“

“there’s nothing to explain! i got the letter, saw your name on it and it was enough for me to understand this was all a game for you” you shout, “i can’t believe i actually believed your bullshit”

“i hate you, park sunghoon” you spit out, nothing but hate is in your fierce glance at him. he just chuckled, “you don’t mean that”

“oh i do,” you nodded, “and to think that i actually promised my mom i’ll be marrying you” you chuckled in disbelief.

“looking back at that promise, i realize why you used to believe that promises are stupid” you added.

“i’m sorry” he apologized, “sorry isn’t going to change anything, is it?”

“y/n—“

“just get out, please” you were being nice, asking him to leave and pointing your hands to the door although he already knew where to go.

sunghoon didn’t want to bother you, he thought you’d probably relax in a day or two, and he’d be able to talk it out with you.

you can’t just erase all your feelings and delete all your memories after so many years, right?

as soon as he got out he went to the other kingdom, to finally get some sense into that stupid, useless king.

“park sunghoon! so nice to see you my son-in-law!” the king said and sunghoon only wanted to punch his face.

“wedding? with your daughter? son-in-law? you’re out of your fucking mind!” he spit out.

the king only laughed in his face, “why? wouldn’t you like to be my son? i’ll take good care of you”

sunghoon rolled his eyes, “the deal is canceled, you won’t get any crown or another kingdom, fix whatever you did, you ruined my life anyway and you never even helped y/n’s mother”

“oh but i feel like i haven’t ruined your life enough”

“cut it off, we both know my kingdom will finish you once we’ll declare a war”

“what makes you think that?”

“i did” another voice was heard in the room.

sunghoon’s father stepped in and put his hand on sunghoon’s shoulder.

“and i’m afraid i also know too many secrets about you, old friend” he teased, “leave my son alone, and don’t you dare ruin his life again. he did a mistake asking for your help but he did what he had to do”

sunghoon’s father then dragged him out of the kingdom back to theirs.

right after sunghoon left your room, you went out to breathe and relax your brain a bit.

how could sunghoon do this to you? everything he ever said to you, every hug, every joke, was it all a lie to him?

there must be a reason behind it, but you’re too hurt to even care about it. no reason could be enough for you right now.

you decided to focus on being next to your mother, spending her last days together and showing her the brightest side of you, you didn’t tell her anything and she didn’t suspect anything so you just left it be.

three days passed ever since you last heard from sunghoon.

you miss him, you miss everything and anything about him. you needed his comfort the most right now, but you couldn’t bring yourself to see him.

“y/n, sunghoon is here to pay a visit” one of your servants informed you.

“tell him i don’t want to see him,” you sighed, “and tell him to take care” you whispered that line.

you refused to see him in any cost. you’re too angry to even care about his feelings right now. all you could feel is betrayal, and hurt.

in one of the next days, you went out to the garden to read some books and write on your diary.

when you got back inside the castle you saw your mother’s doctors standing with their heads down.

“we’re sorry your highness, we did everything we could” they said and couldn’t even make eye contact with you as their eyes were full with tears.

you froze there for a few minutes, you knew this day would come but could never prepare yourself enough for that. you didn’t want to believe this day would come so fast.

“please tell me i’m dreaming” you told them but they shook their heads, “we’re very sorry your—“

they got cut off when they saw you falling to the ground, sobbing and covering your eyes.

you were crying like a little child who lost their ice cream, refusing to get up and screaming at everything.

the last few days were just about you and her, she taught you everything you needed to know about life and royalty.

“you need to be a good wife to sunghoon!” she smiled.

“mom! he has to be a good husband before that!”

“you’re right! if he’s being mean tell him you’d leave him and take all of his money” she joked and you giggled.

“i don’t need money”

“you don’t, but you do need to annoy him and help him realize he’s nothing without you!”

all of those memories past by your mind all day, thinking about your dear mother, who was there for you when no one else was.

“who’s going to be by my side now, mom?” you asked quietly, “i already miss you so much”

it was dinner time in hybe’s kingdom, all seven brothers sat together with their parents.

“sunoo, we’ve found the perfect wife for you! you’re going to meet her at the ballroom on ni-ki’s birthday!! isn’t that exciting?” the queen clapped in excitement.

“yeah, very exciting!” sunoo tried to sound cheerful, but failed miserably in sunghoon’s eyes.

he pitied his younger brother for being the only one who’s being forced to someone he doesn’t even know.

sunoo explain multiple times to his parents that he wants to marry someone out of love, and that he believes that when it’s time, he’ll meet the one for him. but his parents turned deaf to his thoughts.

“i already met her once, she’s really pretty! the perfect pair for you!”

“your highness” a few servants came into the room and interrupted the dinner.

“is it important? we’re having dinner right now—“

“queen (name) of (name) kingdom is no longer with us” the servants lowered their heads as a respect and the king got up from his seat instantly.

sunghoon’s eyes widened, he was left speechless and froze in his place.

“we’ll be going to pay our respects tomorrow morning together, prepare yourselves” the king said and left the dining room.

sunghoon didn’t know what to do. it has already been a week and he’s been trying to reach out to you, but you rejected him every time.

he sent you letters but didn’t get any back. he was hopeless.

what is he supposed to do now? he didn’t even say his last goodbye to his mother-in-law.

the next day, you received loads of letters from loads of kingdoms, thanking the queen for her service and mourning her death.

hybe’s kingdom however, came personally to comfort you and the rest of your family.

the king and the queen, and six of their children. yes, only six of them. one of them was missing.

park sunghoon didn’t come to comfort you.

“we’re very sorry to hear the devastating news, the queen was the kindest soul we’ve ever got to meet” the king shook your father’s hands and pat his back.

the six sons came to you and hugged you. you hugged them back and broke down. the six sons already became your brothers long time ago, you felt safe around them.

“we’re sorry y/n, we’re here for you now” heeseung, the oldest one said with a comforting smile.

as much as you were thankful for them, you were hoping to see a certain person, a person who didn’t even bother showing up.

it only added up to your anger on him, how could he do that? what happened to always being there for you?

“sunghoon felt a bit sick and unwell today, he couldn’t get up from his bed, he really wanted to come” the queen smiled weakly at you and you returned the smile.

you spent the rest of the day with your six brothers, completely forgetting about your father and sister, they were here to comfort you and be with you.

“sunoo,” you called out, “hm?” he answered quietly.

“is sunghoon really sick?” you asked and he nodded, “i think the news about your mother caught him off guard, he couldn’t even speak after he heard the news”

you pressed your lips together and nodded, “please wish him well, i hope he’ll get better as soon as possible”

“i will do that” he smiled warmly at you.

just because you’re hurt by him, doesn’t mean you don’t care about him. he still holds a big place in your heart.

the next days passed by slowly, you spent most of your time in your room, sometimes even refusing to get out for a whole day.

sunghoon crossed your mind every day. your last words to him crossed your mind every day too.

you said you hate him, but you lied. you love him, you love him too much that it hurts.

you feel too betrayed and hurt by him but it’s somehow the last thing that interests you.

you just need to see him and hug him. but your ego wouldn’t let you.

so you waited for him to fight for you, you knew he’d try again, and again, and again, that’s just the person that he is.

after a while of isolating yourself in your room, you decided to get out and read some books.

that’s what your mom would want you to do, to move on and start a new life.

as you were reading your book, you heard a familiar voice calling you.

“y/n,” your heart skipped a beat. you were too scared to turn around and see the person you were so hoping to see for so long.

“please tell me you’re not who i think you are” you breathed slowly.

“i’m sorry” he let out.

you finally decided to turn around and you met his eyes. it’s been a while since you last saw him, you missed staring at his beautiful face, and his beautiful moles that made his face look ten times better, his kissable lips that always felt soft against yours, you missed everything about him.

“please,” he whispered, “please hear me out this time”

you blinked a few times, still not believing that he’s actually in front of you.

“you didn’t show up when i needed you the most, you betrayed me and lied to me, why would i listen to any of your excuses now?” you argued, but deep down you wanted to hear him so badly.

“y/n please” he pleaded, “just listen to what i have to say, and it’s up to you wether to believe it or not, just please, i don’t want us to break apart without you hearing the reason behind it”

you let out a few tears to fall and slowly nodded, he was right, you never let him to explain himself, you were too selfish and cared about your feeling that you didn’t even care about his.

he told you the whole story from the start, and you were sobbing your heart out.

“i’m sorry,” you let out, “i’m sorry for refusing to listen to you, i’m sorry for rejecting you so many times, i’m sorry for telling you that i hate you—“

“stop apologizing stupid,” he chuckled, “it’s over now isn’t it? we’re even now right?”

“it’s over now, promise me you won’t ever hide from me something like that again” you extended out your pinky.

“but you said that promises are stu—“

“not when it comes to you” you smiled.

instead of locking his pinky with you he cupped your face and pulled you into a kiss.

“i love you y/n, i’m sorry it took me a while to get back to you” he whispered.

“i love you too sunghoon, im sorry for rejecting you multiple times” you giggled.

“finally! get married already and leave this kingdom please!” you heard your sister in the back.

“i’m sorry that my sister can’t be a bit more like your brothers” you awkwardly smiled and sunghoon laughed.

“she’s right though, let’s get married as soon as possible and get our own kingdom” he pecked your lips.

“IN TWO DAYS??”

“well you said you wanted to get married as soon as possible! i already planned everything!” sunghoon’s mother smiled and hugged the both of you.

“can’t say i’m not biased, i’ve been shipping the two of you ever since you both met” the king added.

“are they gonna have babies as soon as possible now too?”

“NI-KI!!!!”

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memospacexx · 6 months

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Forgot to out my thing on MY BAD u can now send requests i think yayaayayay

Disclaimer!! This MIGHT be OOC cause we dont really know much about mammon as of now, when we get more on him i will be updating my general headcanons for him!!!

- initially he js thought you were the one who brought the most money thats why you stood out to him(sure)

- in this scenario I’ll make it so you work under him, managing his sales and making the advertisments n shit or whatever but its up to you wholeheartedly

- a succubus????did u seduce him???😞

- he genuinely started to get hissy whenever anyone talks to you…not that anyone really knew-

-you did not know he saw that. YOU DIDNT KNOW HE EVEN ACKNOWLEDGED YOU

-tbh if he ever put his ego aside and actually asked you out it would be like this:

“Eyyy if it isnt my favorite Succubus!”

favorite?you have NEVER SPOKEN TO HIM BEFORE

“Hello Sir-“

“Drop the sir sweetheart, anyways, i was wonderin if you would accompany me to this fine new restaurant?to discus the..urm sales of course!”

Lie buzzer sound

You thought it was lies but like…u cant really say that to a sin-

“Oh, of course sir it would be an honor” was he fr is this rlly abt that

-Do people know? NO cant risk that-

-However Fizz did find out- walked into you two laughing together, and to fizz, THATS WEIRD…Mammon??being nice??making someone actually laugh without insulting them?? Time to tell ozzie(before he quit)

-also you and fizz get along. I js wanted to point that out, you managed the sales of his robo-self, thats how he found you, he thinks your funny, and when he found out you and mammon were an item he was like

“Are you alright”

“What🤨”

-yeahhh…Ozzie does threaten him with it, like blackmail, but he wouldn’t actually leak that info unless it was an actual must, he knows how it feels 🤷‍♀️

-you two cant exactlyy go on dates, cos of the public, usually you two just watch a movie in his abode🫶🫶🫶

No he wont share popcorn. Get ur own (he will whine if u dont share yours cos he finished his)

If he were to buy gifts he asks his underlings to buy it. They dont question him (he will throw a hissy fit and probably kill them if they ask ngl😭)

Speeking of underlings they hate u lmaoo

They dont like the special treatment u get smh

But they arent mean to you( mammon will kill them💀)

And they refuse to tell anyone cause the fear they have for the sin of greed is INSANE

He made it clear if they gossiped he will indeed set everything they love on fire 😋

-you mention this new dress? Woah its on your (shared) bed

-scrolling thru ur phone and you linger on a specific item? Damn how did that get on your desk

-Favorite food? Say less(he ate it and had to get another but its okay)

But imma explain your job- basically you managed the sales and in-charge of the the advertisement,making sure it reaches the…right audience

And how you met(you didnt meet him when you got the job, someone else was handling it)

How he noticed you was all on accident

(You tripped infront of him . He thought it was the funniest thing for a day then he couldn’t get you out his head for a week)

He bought you VERY high heels as a joke bc of it😭😭😭

Tho a downside of his, in any relationship, doesn’t matter how much he gives and gives, it always feels like he’s taking too. You always have to be there, but not as a lover at times since your relationship isnt public. You have to always be there when hes out, he promoted you so you could be his “secretary “ so he had an excuse to keep you on a tight leash , he might try to isolate you tbh, hes greedy, he wants you all to himself, after arguing w him abt it he doesnt, thankfully, but hes just painfully possesive, but doesnt isolate you from anyone, just demands most of your time is on him

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I hope this is to your likingg🫶🫶🫶

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cheriladycl01 · 2 months

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2026 Rewind - Grid x AudiDriver! Reader

Plot: After some devastating deaths within the F1 industry from unmistakable names in 2025, the FIA decide to make a plan to race at all of the old tracks that are iconic but haven’t been on the grid for a while.

A/N: this is racing heavy with only drivers name dropped, but if you want cool Ted and Crofty with Y/N vibes while learning more about some of the FIA Grade 1 Tracks, have a read!

Credit to celestinovietti for the GIF

“So Ted, let’s talk about this years line up. It’s just so iconic that I can’t bear it!” David Croft says as they are in the commentator box at pre-season testing.

“Yeah Crofty, obviously it’s so unfortunate the reason behind what we are calling the 2026 rewind because of some losses we had in the industry and this was the way the FIA decided to pay tribute to those people!" Ted explains before the onscreen for the year comes up.

"So, lets go through the year together and analyze it. We're starting of the season strong in the lovely Kuwait, here at Kuwait Motor Town, this is where we are kick starting off this season. It's a high speed track here just north of where we would typically start in Bahrain. This is a track consisting of 20 turns, and is 5.609km of racing ahead. I'm very excited as no-one in F1 history has raced here in an F1 car. Who do you think's going to do well here Ted?"

"Well, there's some really nice corners, and it's a similar temp to Bahrain so i think it's difficult to tell but I can imagine the Audi with Y/N now having done her rookie season learning all those key values about the F1 car and how it works. McLaren will also be good here, really tightening up the constructors championship this year!" Ted offers looking at all the onboard footage.

"Yes I agree, I think Red Bull tend to be quiet strong a the start of the year naturally and its a game for the other teams to be playing catch up!" Crofty agrees.

"Okay, then after Kuwait, we'll be travelling to and correct me if I'm saying this wrong but the Kyalami Circuit in South Africa near the wonderful capital Johannesburg. It's in replacement of the Saudi Arabian Grand Prix, we haven't raced in South Africa since 1993 and what a beautiful circuit this is, its got some really high speed corners and yeah, I think the Ferrari will really be great on those long straights." Ted says analysis the data of the cars in testing.

"And now here we have with us, Y/N Y/L/N Audi F1 driver here to talk through the rest of the tracks!" David says and points to the camera for you to smile and wave before he pulls out the microphone in front of you.

"Hello!" you grin and David and Ted both burst out laughing.

"What did I miss, I'm really sorry i was late!" you smile looking between them and they both nod in understanding of how tight the weekend schedule could be, they are shocked they actually have your time right now.

"It's completely okay, we understand! We've only introduced Kuwait and South Africa, we are about to move onto the changed Australia track! Your thoughts?" he exclaims and you smile.

"Yeah, obviously it's going to be exciting with all these new tracks that none of us have driven, so of course there was a lot of testing in the sims... but yeah its great to be here in Kuwait, and I'm excited to go to South Africa as well!" you smile.

"Yes, and how do you feel about Australia being changed from Albert Park in Melbourne to the Adelaide Street Circuit?" Ted asks with a grin on his face knowing how you felt about the Australian races.

"Well, after the spider incident in 2022, I've always been so scared to drive in Australia" you giggle, before Crofty pulls up the video of you in P4 of the Australian Grand Prix in 2022.

Y/N - Theres a fucking tarantula in my car Race Engineer - Copy that Y/N - No i dont think you guys get it, its on me

"And you ended up pitting there was no time to get it out of the car because of where it was, you were crying for the rest of the race and you were going so quick so you could just finish that you actually ended up winning your first race here and overtaking Charles Leclerc in, what back then was an Alfa Romeo." Crofty smiles and you nod.

"Yeah, so where ever that race is in Australia I know ill be on edge the whole time, I'll have my crew do like 6 inspections on my car before each session to make sure. It was traumatizing i tell you!" you admit.

"So after what will hopefully be a spider free stint in Adelaide on their street circuit we move on to south east Asia where we will exchange Suzuka Japan, for the Fuji SpeedWay, a truly iconic track before going back to an old favorite of some of the older driver on the grid like Lewis and Fernando in South Korea at the Korea International Circuit!" Ted says showing the line up for the races after Australia.

"I'm really excited for these, the atmosphere of the fans is always amazing and the tracks here are great I think Audi thrive on these sort of tracks and yeah, I'm excited to see what we can do there!" you smile, looking at the spinning track layout that popped up on screen.

You move on to Miami's replacement being the iconic Californian Long Beach Street Circuit.

"And we've been tipped of, by a certain Cash App driver that he'll be taking you to DisneyLand while out there?" he asks looking at you.

"Yes, Liam has already been once and when I said about wanting to go to radiator springs he and Daniel jumped on the opportunity to go, which then Yuki and Max wanted to come so it's now turned into this whole massive group trip!" you laugh knowing that half the grid would come with you guys.

"And of course much like the UK Italy is another pinnacle of Motorsport and we've had to change out two of the iconic track Monza and Imola. So for the first change of Italy we've changed it to the iconic Mugello track which I just really love, don't you Y/N?" Ted asks looking at you.

"Yeah I think Lando and Osc will be really strong there, I'd like to think me and Carlos are as well with the Audi this year... so yeah I'm excited for Mugello! Obviously they raced here in 2020 so it's the most recent of all the races this year to make a return so its only really me, Oscar, Logan, Fred, Theo and Kimi who haven't raced there" you smile analyzing the twisty track up on the screen.

"Yes, then we'll be moving onto, what was probably one of the toughest decisions of this year which was switching out Monaco and what to switch out such an exciting race with, so they didn't its the only race on the calendar this year that has remained unchanged!" David explains making you nod.

"I think, where this year is to show the history of F1 and what it means to all of us, the teams and the fans. And by keeping Monaco on there where its such a historic track, i think that's actually staying true to a rewind year!" you smile, you'd always loved the vibes in Monaco, from the fans to the track to how your car performed there.

"Yeah i agree i think it was the right choice keeping Monaco!" Ted exclaims also loving the vibes at Monaco.

"Okay, then moving all the way to the west, we'll be in Canada moving from Montreal over to Quebec at the second oldest track, the Mont-Tremblant Circuit!" David shows the new Canadian circuit on screen.

"Then after Canada we've got a really special double header with two Spanish Grand Prix's at different locations. We have the Valencia Street Circuit and Del Jarama Circuit. Both very exciting and it will be a long weekend in Spain!"

"I'm excited to see a street circuit in Spain, obviously we had Madrid for the last two years after Barcelona, so I'm excited for both Valencia as a street circuit and Jarama which is such an iconic track because of those tights turns and yeah I'm really excited for this one!" you smile.

"Obviously next one was another tough one, Silverstone again another iconic track and the UK has so many other iconic tracks that its hard to choose, there was talks of Aintree, Watkins Glen and Donington Park but ultimately they went with Brands Hatch what do you think on this?" Ted asks looking over to you, holding up a page showing all the different UK tracks.

"Yeah, I think there's some really iconic tracks in the UK, its my home so i grew up racing on a lot of those tracks in different motorsport categories, I think there's ones that are arguably better for Formula one, which is why Silverstone is the main circuit as it gives for the most interesting race, however for me it would have been a call between Brands Hatch and Watkins Glen so I'm glad that they chose Brands Hatch, I've got some great memories there at testing and showcasing the car or working with the Top Gear team, so I'm excited to race there!" you explain, the United Kingdom is the like Monaco in being both a founder and royalty when it comes to Motorsport.

"I 100% agree with that, however I just love Aintree so much and am gutted we wont see it!" David Croft admits.

"So after Brands Hatch we move to Monsanta in Portugal which we haven't raced in Portugal since 2021 because of the COVID restrictions but that was in Algarve so it'll be interesting to see the difference!" Ted offers looking at the next circuit floating on their screen as he zoom's in on turn 4.

"Then, again there another track we hate to see go even if its for one year but Spa, its so iconic and its one of the most dangerous circuits we race now and it's being swapped out for Circuit Zolder on the other side of Belgium! Thoughts?" David asks out in the open.

"I" you start.

"Well I think" Ted also starts and you both look at each other in shock before laughing. You let Ted go first to say his piece.

"Well, I think it's no where near interesting as Spa, and especially where its the last race before a break... I think it's going to be way more uneventful than Spa!"

"Y/N?" Crofty asks looking at you.

"I actually think the opposite most of the tracks have been very high risk with lost of turns and chicanes and hairpins that really catch you out, however this reminds me of the simplicity of Monza and everyone, everyone loves Monza. So i think it will really even out the mid field cars" you says observing the track that had nice long straights and minimal turns.

"I agree with you there Y/N! Next after Zolder we head over to the heavily missed Nurburgring in Germany, the last time we saw it was 2019 so again, up until our 2019 rookies would have driven there how'd you feel about this track Y/N?" David asks.

"Well, it's such an iconic track for so many reasons I really wanted to race there after I watched Lando, George and Alex all race there in 2019, I was actually there in the paddock that year with Ferrari as a part of their driver development programme" you nod, explaining to them how excited you were for it.

"Now next in the place of Monza which we just mentioned we have a complete wild card of the Scandinavian Raceway in Sweden! Now this, this is one I'm excited for it's a beautiful track and has the coldest track temps we'll probably get all season! So it'll be a real fight to see who can protect their tyres and manage them well!" Ted explains and you nod, knowing it would be an exciting race.

"Then after that we travel to France where we haven't been for a while, however the Bugatti Au Mans Track in France is iconic, there are so many great tracks in France like Paul-Ricard or the Charade Circuit or Dijon de Prenois, all of them are great but the Bugatti hasn't been done is so long and really means a lot historically to the sport" David offers, showing you one of the only tracks you didn't feel too excited a lean towards.

"Then, we move back across to Aisa, going to an age of favorite of the age old Sepang International Circuit in Malasiya which is one fans have been wanting to see back on the race calendar for a while so i wonder if this will stay into 2027!" Ted takes over, and you nod.

"I'm also very excited for Sepang! After Malaysia we move onto the first ever FIA grade 1 race track the Chang Circuit in Thailand, how to we feel about this?" David asks directly looking at you.

"Not only is it a beautiful track, but it means that Alex now has a chance to race at his home track while racing under his home flag and I think he's really excited for it. He's in a great car, the Williams has come leaps and bounds and are top midfield contenders and definitely will be up there fighting for race wins!" you smile, knowing Alex was so happy to have this opportunity to race in his home country.

"I agree Alex Albon to win in Chang Circuit, I've put my money on it! Our next circuit it one that NASCAR share with us in F1 taking it back to the Indianapolis Speedway, on the lower F1 circuit of course rather than the Oval that the NASCAR drivers use!" Ted explains.

"Yeah, that lower track is great, you got the nice curve and we'll be able to get to those really high speeds. It's an iconic US track just like COTA!" you admit, taking a sip of the water you'd brought with you.

"After Indi, we'll make our way a little further down south to the Rio de Janiro International Track in Brazil, which is instead of Sao Paulo" David explains looking at the second F1 track in Brazil, it was a nice track but Sao Paulo had been on the roster for so long.

"Then, we are back in Las Vegas, but not on the Strp track that was created in 2023, no we are going back to the Ceaser's Palace Track and I know many people complain about these Las Vegas Grand Prix's because of the timings and the drivers not really liking driving at 12pm!"

"Yeah, i agree they are really strenuous just like Qatar for the heat but I love the vibe Las Vegas brings and I like the whole weekend with all the activities in the fan zone and yeah I'm excited they used Ceaser's Palace rather than the Pheonix Street Circuit which i know they were considering.

"I agree. Our last two races, then consist of the Buddah International Circuit in India and rounding off instead of in Yas Marina in the Dubai Autodrome, which will be a really nice round off" David exclaims.

Slowly you end the interview up, needing to go down to the track to get into the car for you leg of pre-season testing.

What a year it would be.

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hyuuukais · 2 months

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-`♡´ - APARTMENT 143

pairing -> lee minho x fem reader

synopsis -> after a bad breakup, y/n needs to find a new place to live. although she's grateful for her best friend, up-and-coming model hwang hyunjin, for letting her stay at his, she can't keep living with him and his model roommates. so when an opening for somewhere nearby with cheap rent opens up, she jumps on it, despite knowing next to nothing about the 3 other tenants, only that one owns 3 cats. the three quickly learn of her breakup, determined to help get her back on her feet. but what happens when one of them begins to develop feelings?

warnings -> gen, energy is tenseee

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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN -> PEOPLE DON'T CHANGE (partially written! wc: 1.4k)

You sigh, placing your phone next to you as you slide down further into your pillows. Time is running out to ask Minho, you know that, and Lily has been pressing too. The deadline for offering interviews lingers sooner than when they start. With a groan, you swing your feet over the edge of your bed and slip them into the bunny slippers previously kicked off at the end of your bedframe, trudging to your door.

Minho is already pouring a cup of coffee into a dark brown mug when you enter the kitchen, wearing his normal work attire; a tight black t-shirt tucked into black jeans and a belt. Sometimes you were jealous of the simplicity. He doesn't notice you lean on the island, back facing you. When he does turn around, he startles, the tiniest drop of hot coffee running down the side of his mug and seeping under his hand. He doesn't hiss at the burn, doesn't even flinch, just puts the mug down and wipes his hand on the cloth hanging off the oven door.

"Dont sneak up on people, it's not nice," he says, replacing the cloth.

You perk up at his voice. "We're talking again, good, that's good. Listen, I deeply apologize for what I said and I don't even believe that, you know? I'm sure your ex loved you a lot. There was definitely a really good reason for her to hide her husband from you. Maybe he sucked! In any case, you're a great guy, so why wouldn't she choose you?"

Taking a deep breath, you refocus yourself. Minho is staring at you from above his mug, blowing gently on the hot liquid. There's still tension between you two, the air thick and hot.

"Was there a point to all that?" He asks bluntly.

"Yes, um. This is bad timing, but have you decided if you're doing Lily's thing or not yet...?" He sets his mug down with a sigh. "Of course, it's okay if you don't want to! Deadlines are coming up though so she needs an answer whether you're doing it or not."

He takes his time answering, sipping his coffee, running a hand through his hair, stretching. Part of you is getting frustrated. How hard is it to say a simple yes or no? Either he's doing it or not, there's not exactly a grey area.

"I'll do it," Minho finally answers, and you barely contain a squeal of excitement.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" You run around the island and hug him, nearly knocking over your stool in the process.

It's short-lived, pulling away to see Minho's face painted red, no doubt mimicking your own. Clearing his throat, he nods at you and grabs his coffee, turning away from you. You're about to leave when you remembered what prompted you to seek him out in the first place.

"We're having a game night tonight if you want to join? It's just gonna be the boys, Hyun, NingNing, and I invited Soobin too." You lean against the wall of the hallway leading to your rooms, waiting for a response.

"Ah, I might be working late again, but I'll see what Jeongin is up to. Is it okay if I..." He shakes his head. "Never mind, forget that. I'll either see you or I won't."

"Okaaay," you give him two thumbs up, but immediately put them back down when he gives you a weird look.

Game night is in full swing by ten with snacks and drinks taking up the island and bodies filling up the couch. A pile of UNO cards sit messily in the middle of the table, NingNing taking it upon herself to tidy it up every so often, even if it only stays like that for a couple of turns. You're so close to calling UNO, smirking as you place down another pick-up-4 card and watch as Soobin's head slowly turns to look at you with fake disdain. He keeps eye contact as his hand reaches for the deck, barely containing his own smile as he glares at you, and you can't help but giggle.

All night has been like this- teasing Soobin and getting him used to your friends now that you've become a bit more serious. His training under you has finally ended, so you feel less guilty about the whole thing. The only thing is that you still haven't shared it with your boss, but that's a problem for another day. Right now, all you can think of is the way Soobin has his free hand over yours, thumb caressing the back of your hand and only taking it away to place a card down. He fits in nicely with everyone, almost like he's always been there... which makes sense seeing as he was already friends with Beomgyu.

"UN-" you're attention turns to the two bodies walking through the front door, "-oh."

In comes Minho with a girl you don't recognize hanging off his arm, in their own world as they kick their shoes off and laugh at something she whispers in his ear. Neither seem to notice the big group around the table until the girl gives a little, and uncomfortable, wave. Minho has his arm wrapped around her waist tightly, and you follow his gaze to where Han and Beomgyu sit. On their faces are matching angry stares, Han with his mouth open slightly.

"You're kidding," Beomgyu scoffs. "Tell me you're kidding, Min."

"I forgot you were having a game night," Minho shifts.

"Don't ignore the question." You look at Beomgyu, anxiety crawling up your throat. "Why is she here? And why are you acting so... couple-y?"

Han stands, and you can see his hands are shaking. "You got back together?"

"Oh, come on," the girl speaks for the first time, a look of annoyance on her face. "We always get back together."

"I wasn't talking to you-" Han points a finger at her, then directs it to Minho. "You, explain."

"No," Minho sighs. "I don't think I need to. If you're unhappy with your own love lives, you don't need to project onto me. None of you can say shit about relationships here. You're sneaking around because you're ashamed, and Y/n is only with Soobin because she can't get over her ex. Just to name a few."

You avoid eye contact with Soobin, a pang of hurt in your chest, glaring at Minho.

"I'm not unhappy," you say, feeling Soobin squeeze your hand. "You have no right to comment on my relationships because you're jealous."

Hurt flashes over Minho's face for a millisecond, quickly covered by a stoic expression. "Why would I be jealous? People can change-"

"Like hell, they can." Beomgyu stands now, circling around the table and past the couch to get into his personal space. "You said it yourself you don't believe that! And what about your husband?" He looks the girl in the eye and you hear NingNing gasp; you forgot to tell her. "What does he think of all this?"

"We're divorcing," she answers quietly, looking down at the floor. "He wasn't good for me. Not like you'd understand, or even take the time to try and understand."

Her voice turns watery at the end of the sentence, orange hair shielding her face as she curls into Minho's chest. From the shudder of her body, you can tell she's starting to cry. You almost feel bad for her. Taking in her words, you feel there's more to the story than what you know and what the others are willing to listen to, but you're already to upset to care. Han joins Beomgyu, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Maybe we should leave it alone."

"And maybe he should leave, take his princess back to her tower," Beomgyu spits.

Minho's eyes turn dark, jaw clenching. He's holding back hurtful comments, just barely. After another moment of tense staring, Minho breaks eye contact and leads the girl- his ex- back to the front door. Slipping on his shoes, he helps her with her own when her hands prove to be too shaky to tie the laces. When he leaves the room is completely silent, Beomgyu taking a seat next to Hyunjin on the couch and Han walking away down the hall, the sound of a door slamming following his departure.

notes -> maybe we were quick to judge his ex...? maybe.......?

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cryptidghostgirl · 1 month

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Hello hi- back to my shenanigans again (the one with the fake dating + lobby portal + frozen half the pentagram surely not an OC ahahah anonymous asker) - anyway- heres some MORE angst.

Reader's past lover- died waaay before reader back in their teens because readers mother found out about their not so heterosexual relationship and decided to shoot them both but only killed one- reader escaping and killing her mom in return (let’s name her Charlotte- with mane wolf features- so wolf+fox+deer features a combination! ) and barely moved on after meeting Alastor like years later, yet still haunted by Charlottes dead eyes reader saw when she woke up from some sleepy poison. Now Charlotte is in heaven and reader in hell alongside their radio-lover lover!

Yet somehow- maybe though a very uncanonical accurate meeting where angels go down to see the new hotel after hearing sinners can get redeemed Charlotte (not to be confused with Charlie) is one of said angels and suddenly all those waves of emotions come rushing back and reader can do nothing but stare.

but oh wait! Angels/Winner dont remember their past life so reader goes to her- and shes just “Oh hello! Whats your name? :3” (shes an angel and loves the stars and plants and everything nice can do no wrong) “I-… I guess you dont know me in this lifetime” (AND DOESNT TELL HER THEYVE MET BEFORE because what good would that bring?)

But alastor is also there lurking in the back. watching them- he knew someone was in readers life before him but reader never said more than that. Will readers feelings for Charlotte come back? Will reader stay to the infatuation of murderous acts that Alastor bought them? Will reader choose the pure love that might not spring again?

The infamous blizzard demon overlord! that never dropped their mask around others that always seemed to have the upper hand in any situation, the cold- charismatic- brutal and ruthless overlord- suddenly speechless at the reappearance of someone they used to know. How will everyone react?! “Sweet as a pea, but sharp as a knife- now shocked like the stars have fallen”

GAAAH MY BRAIN IS TOO BIG ANF FULL OF ANGST!!!!! Heres some kisses too: maybe next fic its me x you pookie 😘😘🥰🥰😘😘😘😘

A/N What a wild way to close off a request, I honestly got so much respect for that. I don't do OCs but for the sign off comment, I'll make an exception. Also I am assuming you want this as a part two to Frostbite because she's still a blizzard demon?? Apologies in advance if I got that wrong. Also,, not you quoting something else I've written in your request. That's crazy, thank you so much for the love.

Day Lilies (Alastor x Blizzard demon!Reader x Angel!OC)

Pairing: Alastor x Reader

Part One: Frostbite (Alastor x Reader)

Warnings: Homophobia (from other people and internalized) and murder. Smoking/cigarettes and angst. Always angst. I think that is it, please correct me if I am wrong.

Word Count: 2,969

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The best thing about the Hazbin Hotel, according to some, was the fact that not one but two overlords who had found a home there. The Radio Demon and the Frost. Feared, revered, respected, and making an appearance for the first time in seven long years.

Without Alastor and Y/n's help, Charlie would not have been able to achieve all she had and she was eternally grateful to the pair, even if they were a tad confrontational and violent at times. Deeply in love, indebted to one another in a billion and five different ways, Alastor and Y/n had worked hard for their life in the underworld. As the angel stepped gently out of the portal, following her superior, Y/n felt the pressure of that life as it began to crash down around her.

When Charlie had struck the deal with Heaven to have an angel come down to the hotel to track its progress and assess if any of its inhabitants were worthy of redemption, Y/n had thought nothing of it. Sure, it was a bit irritating but if anything, the deal seemed ripe for entertainment and thats really all she and Alastor were after at the end of the day. She had figured the angel would be some low ranking nobody. She had thought it would be amusing, that they would torture the poor creature, that things would stay roughly the same. Never in her wildest dreams had the notion ever crossed Y/n's mind that the angel might be Charlotte.

Of course, Y/n had known Charlotte must be in Heaven. The girl had always been so kind, so good to her very core. It had just all seemed so far away and now, somehow, there she was, peeking timidly out from behind the seraphim's back.

Charlotte looked different, having taken on some animalistic, wolfish features since her death. Sharp ears sprouted from the untamed mess of her hair, fangs peeked their way out from the corners of her lips but Y/n was sure. It was Charlotte. It was all in the eyes.

"Welcome, Sera." Charlie politely began, taking a step forward.

Normally, such a show of self restraint from the young demon princess would have caused curiosity to spark a fire in Y/n's chest. Now, she just stood beside Angel as Charlie had requested, eyes wide and mind reeling.

"Is this who we will be working with?"

Sera looked at the shy wolf of a girl behind her and nodded her head, gesturing for the girl to step forward.

"Yes." she replied, her voice cold and haughty, "This is Charlotte, she has been with us for a while and we trust her judgment on matters such as this."

"Oh how funny!" Charlie brightly exclaimed, "My full name is Charlotte too but, I go by Charlie. Do you have a nickname you'd prefer?"

"Just Charlotte is fine." the angel softly replied and Y/n's breath caught in her throat.

The girls voice was honeysuckle, it was sticky sweet teen love.

"Why her?" Husk asked and Charlie shot him a glare, "She just seems a little..."

Sera laughed lightly, a caring smile sneaking on to her face.

"She's a little shy, but she is smart. Even when she was alive, she had an ability to read people, to see right through to the essence of their beings."

Charlotte blushed slightly at the compliment, turning away.

The southern sun beat down over head, long grass whipping at their legs as Charlotte, running, dragged Y/n to the center of the field.

"Lottie!" Y/n exclaimed, half laughing, "Where on earth are you taking me?"

Charlotte glanced back at her companion, a mischievous smirk painting her lips that sent bolts of red hot fire through to Y/n's fingertips.

"You'll see."

After a few more paces, they came to a panting halt. Charlotte turned to Y/n, placing a hand gently over the other girl's eyes. With a guiding hand, she lead the blinded girl to a spot a little ways off where she had snuck off to earlier and set up a picnic. There was fresh fruit, Georgia peaches from her family's own orchard, and home made lemonade. Slowly, Charlotte gifted Y/n with sight.

Y/n's mouth fell slightly open as she surveyed the scene before her. Sixteen and in love, she turned to Charlotte, taking both the girl's hands in her own.

"When... how..."

"I know things have been rough at home lately. I wanted to do something to make you smile."

"How did you know? I never..." Y/n cleared her throat, "I never said anything... I nev-"

"You didn't have to. I know you, love. You never have to say a word."

Alastor watched his lover silently from the other side of the group. Charlie had insisted they flank the guests, dragging Y/n away from his side just as the portal had opened. She didn't show it, not obviously, but he knew something was wrong. From the second the portal had opened and the angels had stepped through, she had gone tense, her eyes fixed on the one called Charlotte, the tips of her frostbite blackened fingers tapped against one another in wild thought.

"Well," Sera sighed, looking around at the ragtag group of sinners and demons, "I had best be on my way. I will be back in a few days to pick Charlotte up, please be kind to her over the course of her stay."

With those parting words and a reassuring pat on the angel's shoulder, Sera stepped back through the portal which closed behind her.

"Well," Charlie began brightly, clapping her hands together, "let's do introductions! I am Charlie Morningstar and I run the Hazbin Hotel with my girlfriend, Vaggie."

Vaggie sent Charlotte a wave which she timidly returned. With a deep breath, Charlotte stepped towards the line of sinners before her.

"Alastor." Alastor hummed, grabbing Charlottes hand and shaking it harshly, "A pleasure to be meeting you my dear, quite the pleasure."

It struck Charlie as a bit odd he said and did nothing else but, she made no mention of it. In her mind, Alastor was simply on his best behavior as requested. In reality, he was far too focused on the way a slight flurry of snow had begun to settle on Y/n's sharp shoulders.

"Nice to meet you too." Charlotte replied, extracting her hand from his grip and moving down the line.

Y/n's heart pounded wildly against her chest as Charlotte grew closer. Her tail twitched behind her, flicking back and forth gently, and her breaths grew slightly heavy. Although he noticed the odd behavior, it was impossible not to from his place beside her, Angel said nothing. At long last, Charlotte came to a stop before her.

"Disgusting!" Y/n's mother's voice rang out through the yard, "You are both complete and utter disgraces!"

They hadn't meant to be found out. As far as Y/n's mother had known, Y/n and Charlotte were best friends. Charlotte had come over to help Y/n with her chores, they had been doing laundry out in the yard when Charlotte had playfully flicked water towards her beloved. One thing had lead to another and before long, they had been wrapped up in one another, planting a singular, soft kiss on each other's lips. Y/n felt Charlotte's hand tighten around her own, she took a step forward.

"Don't you dare speak to her that way!" Y/n yelled back, anger burning brightly in her eyes and adrenaline shaking her limbs with wild courage, "Don't you dare!"

Her mother scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest.

"She is a bad influence on you! The devil sent to curse me!"

Y/n's mother stepped forward, grabbing Y/n and wrenching her from Charlotte's grip. Charlotte tugged at Y/n's mother's dress as she dragged her girlfriend harshly into the small house.

"Let her go!" Charlotte cried, "Stop it! We weren't doing anything wrong!"

With a harsh slap to her face, Charlotte was sent to the ground. Her mother threw Y/n through the door, the unfinished wood of the floor sending splinters deep into Y/n's knees as she struggled to get to her feet. Her head had hit the corner of the table in her fall, the world was spinning. Y/n's mother grabbed the shot gun from where it lay beside the door. Just as Y/n managed to stumble to her feet, holding her swaying body up with a hand on the table she had hit, her mother stepped outside and slammed the door behind her, locking it.

Y/n rushed over, trying desperately to wrench it open to no avail. The anger had turned to panic as she heard her mother cock the gun.

"What are you doing!" she heard Charlotte yell and Y/n rushed to the window.

From her vantage point, Y/n watched her mother train the gun on Charlotte who had her hands raised and was stumbling backwards.

"Run!" she yelled, banging her fists on the glass, "Lottie, run!"

"Please." Charlotte was pleading, tears wetting her cheeks, "I promise I wont ever come here again, I wont ever come near her again. Please!"

"Lottie!" Y/n yelled again.

With no regard for her own safety, Y/n punched the glass of the window. The pane shattered around her hand, puncturing her soft skin. Blood, hot and wet, ran down her arm as she pulled her hand back to her side.

"Yeah, you sure as hell wont!" Y/n's mother yelled, her voice thick and low with rage, "You'll be dead!"

Y/n flung her leg over the window sill, shards of glass digging into her as she pulled herself through the hole she had created.

"Lottie!" she yelled again, "Run!"

Her screams were drowned out by the sound of a gunshot. Charlotte held her hands to her stomach, blood pouring from between her fingers. Their eyes met.

"Lottie!"

"And you are?" Charlotte asked expectently.

Y/n shook her head slightly, pulling herself from the depths of her memories. Everyone was staring at her, she had no idea how long the angel had been standing before her. She cleared her throat.

Alastor didn't know what was going on but, whatever it was, he knew he didn't like it. Using his shadows, he appeared behind Y/n and placed a protective hand on the top of her head between her horns. Her hair was damp from freshly fallen snow and Charlotte gasped slightly in surprise at his appearance.

"My dear," he grinned, leaning down to Y/n's ear, "you're snowing."

"I..."

Y/n looked up, her cheeks flushing pink and the heart on the tip of her tail puffing up as she realized what he said.

"O-oh." she stuttered, brushing his hand from her head and the snow from her shoulders as she regained control of her powers again, "I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me."

The other members of the hotel watched in a mixture of shock and confusion. They had always known Y/n to be cold, to be harsh. They had always seen her devotion to the man behind her as infallible. No one had any idea what was going on but, the presence of the angel stopped them all in their tracks.

"It's quite all right, what's your name?" Charlotte asked again, her voice honey sweet.

Y/n took a deep breath, morphing her features into the closest thing to a kind smile she could muster.

"Y/n." she firmly replied, "I'm Y/n."

Her eyes scanned Charlotte's face intently as their hands made contact. She waited for the shock of recognition, for the tears her Lottie had always been so prone to. There was nothing.

"That's a very pretty name." Charlotte replied, "It sounds like it is from the same era as mine."

That raised some small hope in Y/n's chest. She took a step forward, bringing herself closer to the angel.

"Which is?"

"Oh, I don't know." Charlotte replied, her cheeks flushing pink with embarrassment, "Angels don't get to remember their lives on earth unless they are pretty high in the ranks. I've been told I was from Georgia though, that I died in the early 1900s."

Y/n froze, her breath trapped in her chest, a knife buried deep within her heart.

"Oh." she mumbled out in a broken whisper, "I guess you... you don't know me in this lifetime."

"What was that?" Charlotte asked, leaning in a bit.

Y/n shook her head, letting go of Charlotte's hand.

"Nothing. I... I need some fresh air, I think. If you would all excuse me."

It didn't take Alastor long to find Y/n once Charlie had let him return to his duties in favor of showing Charlotte around the hotel. She stood out in back of the hotel, her back pressed firmly against the wall and a cigarette crushed between her fingers. Shakily, she took a drag.

"What was that about?" Alastor asked, leaning up against the wall beside her and folding his arms across his chest.

"What was what about." Y/n cooly replied.

"Y/n, don't play dumb."

"I knew her back when we were alive, thats all."

"Is that all?" Alastor asked after a moment, "You seemed..."

He trailed off. Alastor was angry. He had always been the jealous type, protective to a fault. He could see how shaken up Y/n was however and so, running a finger over the ring he wore, Alastor took a deep breath.

"That angel, Charlotte..." her name lingered poisonously on his tongue, "it seemed there was something a lot more than just you knowing her."

"I picked these for you." Y/n bashfully stated, shoving a bouquet tied with a rough bit of twine towards the pretty girl beside her, "Here."

Tentatively, Charlotte took the bouquet from Y/n's hand. She held it gently, watching the way the breeze played with the petals.

"Georgia asters?" Charlotte hummed thoughtfully, "And yarrow?"

"My momma didn't used to be poor. She grew up in a rich family, gave it up when she married my dad. Her momma taught her floriography." Y/n's words came out in a big rush, they chased after one another in a breathless flurry of nerves, "It was big in the victorian era for fancy people, all about talking through flowers. She taught me asters symbolized wisdom, faith, and valor and that yarrow was for healing and... and love... besides, I know you like them. You're always staring at them when were out."

Charlotte looked over at Y/n who's cheeks were bright red. She smiled, her eyes shining.

"I love you too." she said, nudging Y/n gently with her elbow.

"Yeah, but..." Y/n sighed, running a hand through her messy hair, "I... god, Lottie! I don't just love you like a sister. Its... I understand if you don't wanna talk to me anymore I just couldn't... I couldn't keep it in anymore."

Y/n looked away, tears pressing hotly at the backs of her eyes. Charlotte's eyes went wide.

"I understand... I won't be mad... I just... I'll leave."

Charlotte's hand shot out, grabbing Y/n's wrist as she pushed herself from the fence they were leaning against. Slowly, Y/n turned to face her. Charlotte was blushing now too and looked away, still holding Y/n tightly.

"I don't..." she took a deep breath, "I don't love you like a sister either."

"It's wrong... it's so wrong... what would my mother say... what would your mother say, I-"

Charlotte cut Y/n off, standing on her toes to press a soft kiss to the slightly taller girl's lips. It was clumsy and foreign. Y/n trembled, her eyes fluttered shut.

"I don't care." Charlotte said, "I don't care."

"Yeah." Y/n sighed, taking a final drag from her cigarette before stamping it out beneath her heel, "Yeah."

"Do I have anything to worry about?" Alastor asked and Y/n's eyes met his.

He had known her long enough, he could see the conflict.

"She was my first love, Al." Y/n admitted, "We were girls together."

"You're my wife."

"It's different."

"Do I have anything to worry about?" Alastor asked again and Y/n looked back out at the sky.

"She doesn't remember me."

"But you remember her."

"But I remember her." Y/n confirmed, her voice cracking, "I couldn't forget if I tried. She haunts me, Al. She has always haunted me, since long before I even met you. Lottie died in my arms, Al. My mother killed her, shot her right in the stomach. I...."

Y/n trailed off into silence. It was more about her life before she had met him than she had ever revealed before. Alastor took a deep breath, conflicting emotions battling behind his eyes.

"What are you thinking about?"

He was trying to keep his cool, to save face. He was failing, anger and a secret fear ate away at the edges of his words.

"Day lilies."

"Day lilies?" Alastor repeated and Y/n nodded, meeting his eyes once again.

"A floriography thing again?"

Alastor knew of Y/n's interest in the symbolic properties of plants. It was one of the only things she ever spoke about concerning her mother and her shadowed past before that night in Mimzy's bar.

"Yes."

"What do they mean?" Alastor sighed, resigning himself to his fate because god, if Alastor knew anything he knew his fate was Y/n. She held his heart in the palms of her hands.

"Love for lovers. Love for mothers..."

"And?"

His heart pounded against his chest.

"And loss of memory."

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dunmeshi-darlings · 1 month

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How about a reader who like to hold things when stressed and they decided the best object to hold/pet/brush their fingers through in such moments is Senshi's beard?

The life of a dungeon delver is a stressful one, the constant risk of monsters, death, or being lost in the dungeon weighs heavy on people. So its safe to say that people deal with this stress in all kinds of different ways. Some ways are alot healthier than others, For you it was always holding things. Somethings you would just hold them, other times you would twiddle with whatever your holdin, it helps distract you.

You had a special little fidget item you had brought into the dungeon with you, however during a particularly hard fight with a monster it must have dropped. Ever since then you had been antsy and nervous and over all its not been a very good time for you.

After joining laios's party and meeting up with senshi the two of you got closer, sure everyone in the party was nice but you and him just really hit it off and grew close. On a particularly stressful day he could tell something was wrong with you, sitting down next to you "Hey Y/N, you ok? you seem really stressed?"

You try not worry anyone, you dont want them worrying about you but you decide to be honest with senshi, especially since you two are so close. You explain your situation to him and say its hard for you to calm down if you dont have something to hold and fidget with. Eventually speak up

"you know senshi, your beard would be perfect for it...do you mind if i?" you say motioning towards him. The dwarf only letting out a soft chuckle and nodding his head.

"Aye im more than happy to help Y/N, if you ever feel stressed i dont mind. i know the dungeon is stressful so im glad to see your way to deal with the stress is a healthy one." He says giving you a nod as you reach over and start to grip and fidget with his beard, you practically sigh in relief feeling all that stress and nervousness you had been building up over the past few days just melt away. You thank him profusely and he just smiles and lets you do what you need.

From then on any time you are stressed on the adventure, or need to distract yourself you will just stand or sit next to senshi, your hand idly fidgeting with his beard as he does his work, the two of you enjoying each others company. Senshi has to admit it does also feel nice to him and he knows its helping you so he is all the happier to let you do this.

#dungeon meshi #dungeon meshi x reader #senshi #senshi of izganda #congrats on being the first senshi imagine!#great taste!~

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chrissturnsgirlll222 · 2 months

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second, never first

chris x fem!reader

summary - you grew up hating one guy all of high school but suddenly become friends, but as time goes on feelings develop, only its one sided.

warnings - swearing, kissing, use of y/n, mention of family issues, BOYS (no smut… for now lol)

word count - 1k+

NOT PROOFREAD

watching my parents version of love or whatever you call that completely screwed with my mind growing up. i was called home to my house because my mom and dad got into an argument and i needed to mediate. i defused the situation when i got home but they still continued to argue once i got upstairs.

thinking about tonights events was the only thing that distracted me from everything.

i sat in my room with locked doors trying to avoid the voices from downstairs as my mind races with thoughts about chris. yes our relationship was fake but nothing was fake about me loosing my first kiss to him. no one was around, he was sweet, gentle, and it felt amazing.

i dreamt about kissing chris for months and now i had finally done it. it was better than i could have ever imagined. there wasnt too many things i was sure of in my current life but one thing i knew was that i couldnt wait to kiss him again.

school went pretty much the same as yesterday until lunch. chris and i were sitting in his car talking and getting ready to go into school when chris looked behind my shoulder “dont turn around.” is all he said.

grabbing my face he pulls our faces together and we share a tender kiss and he pulls away. i smile at him and then remember what he said before. out of the corner of my eye i see anna and my old friends slowly driving right past our car in the parking lot. once i remember the plan i put my hand up to his cheek and press another kiss to his lips.

my phone immediately goes off.

wednesday 12:05pm

anna: looking very happy together, so much for explaining yourself…

we both look down at the notification and smile to eachother. “its working.” chris says in a singsong voice and i chuckle. we hear the school bell go off and walk in to school, ignoring the obvious stares and whispers as we walk together. we stop infront of our history class and i give him a quick kiss before we walk in and hear slight gasps from people around. i laugh to myself as people fall for it while im walking into class and sit directly in the back.

“shes such a whore.”

“no a god damn home wrecker is what she is.”

“wait shush shes looking at us.”

i hear the girls in front of me whisper as i sit behind them. they are acting as if we weren’t friends just last week.

this pretty much happened every class i walked into. even tho it was fake and both me and chris knew that people were just believing a lie i couldnt help but be bothered by the comments.

its never nice to hear rumors or gossip be talked about you, no matter the circumstances.

i was walking up to my car and saw someone waiting by my door, hoping and praying it was chris but to my surprise it was carson.

“y/n.” he says sternly. my heart drops.

we were supposed to have a date this weekend, but now im ‘dating chris’. “carson im so sorry oh my god.” i say walking up to him. “no dont apologize, i just wanted to see if the rumors were true but that answer was all i needed.” he says starting to walk away. “carson im really sorry you must think im a bitch now.” i say looking down.

“i dont think your a bitch but a warning would have been nice.” he smiles and walk away.

im left feeling a wave of guilt and shame. carson was extremely kind to me on our date and i just completely led him on and then all of the sudden everyone thinks im dating chris.

“you ok kid?” i feel chris’ hand come up to my shoulder from behind as im just standing in front of my car. turning around i cant even look him in the eye, “chris im such a bad person.” i say tear pricking my eyes.

“what? what happened.” he looks at me with concern. “i just talked to carson. we were supposed to have a date this weekend and i havent talked to him since our date and now were dating.” i say bringing my hands up to my face. “or whatever we are doing.” i add on.

“your not a bad person. its not your fault that you were dumped by your best friend this week. your whole life turned around, making time for carson was not something you were obligated to do.”

“i know but i just feel awful you should have heard how he spoke to me.” i break.

i havent cried about any of this shit yet but it all just kind of hit me. the rumors, anna dropping me, me fake dating chris, carson, it all hit me like a bus.

i just stand there crying in front of chris as the parking lot starts to become empty. i feel chris wrap his arms around me. i bury my face into his chest as his hands are around my shoulders and the back of my head. “come on kid. its still november and freezing.” he leads me to my car. getting in the passenger seat he just sits there in silence while i cry in front of him. “chris do you think were making a big mistake, i mean im happy were doing this but what happens to us. how long do we keep this going.” i look up at him.

“we can deal with that when it comes to it.”

i hold on to my steering wheel and tears continue to fall out of my eyes. chris reaches his hand over to me and wipes them for me.

i look at him while he does this for a while, my eyes trail to his lips. i look back into his eyes and hes already starring into mine.

i know its wrong and i shouldnt but i move my face to his and kiss him. he pauses as there is no one around to see us but kisses me back.

the world seems to stop when im with chris. even if everything about our relationship is fake, every time we connect our lips i feel fireworks around me and my surroundings go quiet. i place my hands around the back of his neck and pull away. “more practice.” i smile.

he stares at me with kind eyes and i wipe my eyes once more.

thanks for reading xx

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yourmommy600 · 9 months

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Anything to feed you horny hungry beasts - 😭😭

Worship me~ hcs

Bits of nsfw by the way

(I'm not good at this. pity me on this, lol)

First: Miguel loves the fact that you're taller than him and that you say he's your favorite worship out of all of them. When that incident happened, he was a bit embarrassed, but he liked that he couldn't walk for the rest of the week it hurt a lot, but the pleasure he felt was great and paid for the pain after when he went back to work his legs were limb a bit but he was able to continue work but oh..boy tension was uncomfortably painful but he still had his love for you there

Confession: miguel finally confessed his love to you. He thought you'd be disappointed and just bad emotions to him, but when you confessed your love for him back, he was Ecstatic and happy

No, I dont like you back: What if you don't feel the same? Well, who wouldn't love miguel, you know? He's fucking hot but if you really don't like him back he'll drop it and be a sad baby boy 🤧 😪 he'd ignore the feeling to you and continue his job.

Sex: Oh boy, he loves it just having your big cock inside his ass fucking him nice and rough just has him begging for more in the end his legs wouldn't work they'd hurt bad from your thrusts when you fuck his throat? Don't expect him to talk to you his throat would hurt too much to talk he loves when you talk dirty to him he likes it when you say "you dirty slut" or "you fucking whore" he likes it all.

How does he feel about being shorter than reader?: he likes it knowing he's safe in your arms and having your strong hands grip his throat or thighs as you fuck him he loves it very much

How about Cuddling?: Yes, miguel seems like he wouldn't like them in public, but in private, yes, he loves them sleeping on your chest? Yes, very much or your head on his muscular thighs? Mmm, oh yeah, in public, he'd probably push you away out of embarrassment but pull you in if you're in private

Kisses?: he'd probably like head and cheek kisses when no one is looking he'd act professionally around people, not wanting to get embarrassed by loving his lord more than worship

Eating him out?: he's like a dog whimpering and begging as your tongue is balls deep in his ass he'd be a whimpering, groaning, moaning mess as your tongue explodes his tight little ass he'd be like "ohhh y/n~!" His words high in a whine tone as he hides his face in embarrassment

Overestimating him: miguel would beg for you to stop, but as the freaks yall are, you would just keep pounding into him, stretching his inners with your cock as he's like "y/n-...plea-se stopppp~~!!!" Sluring his sentences, he'd pass out as you continue to fuck his insides out breaking him completely and the next morning he's bed bound his legs trembling and whimpering in pain and your cum still inside him he did enjoy it but in the end it hurts poor little baby

Fights: He knows he can't win a fight with a God, but miguel still would try even if the fight is bad or not. After it all, he'd get kisses from you, and apologies, too, and you two would make up. You'd be more gentle and caring as you give him a blow job or your cock in his ass and in the end he's happy again..<3

Fgnddgnju d zvhdzvbdezjtsjtstjsjzgxgtjts I love him so-

#malereader #smut #miguel x male reader #male y/n #miguel o'hara x male reader #sub character #oneshots #please lord why am i like this?#HE'S SO HOT!!!#sub miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara #miguel is a sub!

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solarwoniii · 1 year

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na kamden as your boyfriend - boys planet

hcs + ranking ehehe

sleeping beside kamden - 6/10

i just know he sleeps good. like so good that when you see him sleeping you want to sleep as well bc he looks so peaceful.

HE CUDDLES GOOD TOO >< his hugs are warm and comforting and just rly nice to be in.

IK HES RIZZY TOO HE'LL BE GIVING U THEM GOOD FOREHEAD KISSES N EVERYTHING

he looses the other 4 marks bc i just feel like he would be the most ANNOYING SHIT to wake up when it's time to get ready for work or errands or whatnot because no matter how much he sleeps he always wants more 🙄 like he'll keep asking for another ten minutes in bed AND BEG for u to stay with him for that time

literally will not wake up unless you smack him over the head with a pillow. and then he'll be all whiny n shit BOY SHUT THE FUCK UP.

going on dates with kamden - 10/10

idk i feel like overall dates w/ him wld be so nice T^T he wld treat u like a princess JSJSJSJJJSJJS I WANT HIM

IS THE TYPE TO BUY YOU FLOWERS AND PAY FOR THINGS

will have set times every two weeks when he will drop everything to go out with u bc he hates the idea of being too busy to spend time with u

ok quick random things i think he wld do for u in public ; ORDER FOR U EFJIDNJIED (AND HAVE UR ORDER MEMORISED DONT EXPECT TO HAVE TO TELL HIM TWICE WHAT U LIKE), tie ur shoelaces (dead rn), hold your hand when he walks with you, give u head pats, let u choose where u want to go, share his food with you (psst even if he complains with that 'but you said you didn't want anything!!' shit just know he absolutely loves it when u eat his food SO DONT LISTEN TO A WORD HE SAYS), buy u cute gifts that he thinks resembles you.

kamden comforting you when you're sad - 10000000/10

idk if this man has implanted y/n senses or something BUT HE JUST KNOWS WHEN YOURE UPSET AND HE KNOWS EXACTLY WHAT YOU NEED TO FEEL BETTER

lots of hugs :(((( like i said hes an amazing hugger, that alone will cure your sadness at least temporarily.

will talk to you about if thats what you want to do,, hes the best listener and hes so supportive and attentive to you. he will find any way possible to help you fix the situation bcs he doesnt want you to feel like you're alone in anything T^T

then he cooks you your comfort food and eats with you and then puts on your favourite movie while he gives you even more cuddles on the couch, this time wrapped in fluffy blankets.

kamden apologising to you after/during a fight - 1000/10

WE LOVE A MAN WHO CAN OWN UP TO HIS MISTAKES AND KAMDEN IS EXACTLY THAT !!!!

he is the type to get upset and possibly start to cry when you're angry at him because he loves you so so so much and he would never ever ever hurt you intentionally :( he would definitely hug you while youre in the middle of yelling and say he'd sorry once he notices you starting to get upset as well.

but if you guys manage a whole fight without him apologising then expect it soon, because this man cannot live without you 😭

he will apologise with a gift or a hug or movie tickets for the both of you or your favourite food or something to compensate for what he did. i feel like his apologies aren't that verbal bc hes lwk scared of u and a lot more physical HELP but even so you can tell that he's sincerely sorry and that he regrets what he did.

kamden getting jealous - 9/10

ehehhehehe he would be so cute

bc he struggles with talking to people he doesn't know he will be just quiet and observing the whole thing

but as soon as the person leaves he will be the whiniest big baby 😭😭bro will not allow you to leave his side for the rest of the day and for the rest of the week he will be doing whatever he can to make sure he proves to you that hes way better than anyone else (WHICH HE IS‼️)

will be the happiest boy alive when you tell him that you love no one but him <333

kamden overall - 10372023586492392892732927328/10

kamden is the sweetest boyfriend ever and will love you more than himself <33 you are his world and he will make sure you know that because he doesn't want to have you any other way.

#kamden #na kamden #na kamden boys planet #boys planet #boys planet x reader #boys planet fanfic #boys planet fluff #boys planet headcannons

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hobisstar · 7 months

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What are you hiding from love?| Yandere!Jk x Reader III

Summary: Being in a relationship with Jungkook you’ve always noticed the signs, the red flags if you will. Being so in love with him you ignored them, until the people you loved dearly started disappearing one by one.

Warnings: Murder, Jungkook victim blaming ( like he will say i killed you because you are too stupid or whatever), Possessiveness, Mentions of Smut, Controlling, Locking up YN, Attempt Suicide.

Viewers Discretion is advised.

Taglist: vante 🫶🏾

A/N: This is made to be scary! That is all. I honestly dont like mixing smut with yandere because i read yandere fics to be spooked not horny lol. This chapter will contain attempt suicide.

2 months.

2 bloody months.

It’s been 2 months since yn found out about what jungkook does as a so called hobby.

He’s promised to let her roam around the house if need be and that he didn’t break.

The only thing was when he was at work or out of the house, he made sure she was in his office locked away from the eye.

Yn currently, was tired. Tired of being treated so nicely but so terribly at the the same time. He loves her but keeps her locked away. Why?

She swore she’d never tell a soul about anything that she has seen, as long as he lets her live peacefully, that is.

But, every day Jungkook left for work, Yn was thinking of different ways to get out. Being locked up the only way out was the window.

Residing on the 5th floor of the apartment building, the window was the only option. That was death awaiting her. Yn knew that.

But what else was left to live for? When your lover has had so many hidden lies, a life you never imagined. A life you assumed wasn’t even in his blood.

The signs were always there. But being so love yn ignored the flags.

Thinking maybe he just wants to make sure I am protected, maybe he wants to keep me safe.

This all was things she thought of plenty of times.

With a rush of adrenaline Yn went into thinking. Yes, the window is the only option, but she didn’t want to die. Maybe she could just break the window open and attempt to jump, maybe someone would see her and come help her right?

Without any other thinking she started punching at the window. Hurting yes, but the pain was washed away with the feeling of wanting to be free.

Yn continued to punch at the window seeing little cracks and not caring if her first and hands where covered in blood. She wanted out.

“One more hit..” she thought and with that one hit she heard the glass shatter and freedom was waiting for her.

Looking down she saw the ground and her heart dropped to her stomach. Would this really be the end? Al because of the being locked up? I mean he loves her, but it was suffocating.

Jungkook was smiling as he got out of his car with dinner and flowers. He stepped into the building and seen his neighbor standing at the front desk. He waved but she looked worried.

“Jungkook! Oh thank god your here! I think someone broke into your home! I headed glass shatter-“

Dashing to the elevator he aggressively pressed the button. “Fucking come on!” He yelled impatiently as if he didn’t just press the button 1 second ago.

He kicked the door and went for the emergency stairs. 5 cases of stairs? No problem. His heart was in his stomach but he swore he could hear it in his ears. She wouldn’t hurt herself to just get away from him would she? Of course not… or maybe Jungkook was wrong. What if someone broke in and oh god…

With that thought he finally reached the stairs and lucky for him there home was right next to the emergency exit. Jungkook quite literally kicked the door down and saw Bam barking at the office door.

“Baby! Baby are you in there?” He yelled through the door ,not hearing a response. Without thinking he kicked the door handle a few times and it fell to the ground.

Pushing the door open he entered the cold room and gasped.

Yn was sitting on the window frame backwards. Facing the door, well now him, Yn let a tear roll down her cheek. “Baby… whatever you are thinking about doing right now… we can talk it out, yeah? We don’t have to get hurt while doing this…” he calmly approaches her talking small but huge steps towards her.

The softness of his voice made her only want to lean back faster. “ we can’t talk, Jungkook. I’m done being in here…”, “ is that was this is about? Baby, I’ll stop locking you in here for good but please get down from the window…” at this point Jungkook was crying without even noticing he was crying.

“No! I want to be free I want to leave.” Yn stated and scooted back even more feeling the glass stab her in her hands and In the back of her thigh.

“Let me go…” she mumbled looking back at him and he froze.

“You-Your doing this… to leave me? Why aren’t I good to you?” He moved closer carefully, not wanting her to leave. “I don’t want to die! But if this is the only way to get away from you then I’m willing to take that risk…”

Without thinking Jungkook jumped and grabbed her pulling her off the window quickly which sent her into gasping feeling the glass that was in her thigh come out.

She didn’t fight she didn’t cry. What’s the point? Yn knew she wasn’t going to jump she loved her life but just didn’t like the part of this. She felt jungkook wrap her in his arms and he cried as loud as he ever cried.

It’s only begun, maybe she can use this as a way to get out of here? What if he went crazy and killed her himself? What if he actually pushed her out that window? So many thoughts ran through her head at the moment of being in his arms.

“Never say that again baby,” he looked at her tears dropping from his eyes to his cheeks, down to his shirt. “ I love you too much to loose you, why don’t you understand that?”

Maybe this was the end. Maybe this was just a sign to let her go in Jungkook eyes.

She was willing to kill herself then be with him…

He had a decision to make

#jungkook #bts jeongguk #jeon jungkook #bts x reader #jungkook x reader #hobisstar writes #jk x reader #jk ff #jungkook ff #jungkook yandere #yandere jungkook #bts yandere

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blurbios · 1 year

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Being Dabi’s Doting S/O (Part 2)

cw: none

other: gn! reader, fluff

follow up to this

As odd as it still felt when Dabi thought about it, he had gotten used to you caring for him. The mission Shigaraki had sent him on was a long and tedious one, no intense fighting, but tiring nonetheless. He was absolutely exhausted, the only thing that kept him going was the thought of seeing you light up when he walked through the door. Nobody told you that Dabi was coming home that night, so you were sitting in bed, typing out an essay for some random college kid that commissioned you. You started writing papers as a side hustle after having met the league so that you could help keep the lights on in the place. You were nearly finished when you heard the doorknob turning. “Ah, you’re home! Nobody told me, I’m sorry. Should I run you a bath? Did you eat?” You rambled on and on as he walked closer to you, visibly fatigued. He sat on the edge of the bed and leaned back, you quickly moved the laptop from your lap, careful not to delete your hard work.

“I missed you.” He looked up at you, his head now resting on your thighs.

“I missed you too Dabi, I’m glad you’re back.” You ran your fingers through his messy hair. “How bad was it? Because I’ll fight Shiggy, I don’t care.” You hated seeing him look so drained.

“You don’t have to do that, it wasn’t bad. It just took too long, don’t worry.” He laughed a bit at the thought of you actually confronting Tomura.

“I always worry, you know that.” You smiled down at him, taking a second to take in what was happening. Not one sarcastic remark, not one hand swat, he was nothing but genuine. He brought your free hand to his lips and placed a gentle kiss on each individual digit, you could feel the smile on his lips as he did so.

“I love you, y/n.” he said looking up at you admiring your features. He still had a hard time saying it, but he couldn’t believe that you were his.

“I thought I was supposed to be the mushy one.” You joked.

“Maybe you’re rubbing off on me too much.” He retorted like normal. He sat up and turned toward you, taking your hands in his. “Sometimes I think you’re too good for me.” You raised an eyebrow, taken aback by the sudden sincerity. “You’re so caring and kind, you shouldn’t be around people in the league, people like me.” His eyes dropped as he felt a bit ashamed.

“If you really think all those things, you have to tell me what I can do to make those thoughts fade.” You removed your hands from his grasp and placed them on either side of his face. “I love you, Dabi. I want you to realize that you deserve good things too.” You inched closer to his face, so he had to look at you. “I mean it, I love you, more than anything.” He leaned forward to press his lips gently to yours. You both felt heat growing in your cheeks. You felt the familiar sensation of butterflies in your stomach, the same feeling as when you had first confessed to him. He leaned all his weight on you causing you to lay down. You wrapped your arms around him as he laid on top of you.

“Maybe I am rubbing off on you too much.” You laughed. It was nice having the tables turned, him clinging to you instead of the norm.

“I’m so lucky to have you.” He spoke lightly into your hair as he nuzzled closer.

“And I’m even luckier.” You placed a soft kiss on his temple. You felt so lucky that he felt comfortable with you, comfortable enough to seek you out and rest his whole weight on you, comfortable enough to be vulnerable with you, and comfortable enough to show that he loves you. You were used to him doing little things, silent gestures of love, but this was new and it made you feel treasured. After all, you were his treasure, the treasure that he was lucky enough to stumble upon, and the treasure that he would never ever let go of.

a/n: i dont think every league member is gonna get a part two, but this popped in my head and i knew i had to do it. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh thank y’all for enjoying these lil stories i write btw makes me happy xx

#mha dabi #dabi my hero academia #dabi x you #dabi x reader #touya todoroki #dabi fluff #dabi mha #dabi x y/n #mha imagines #dabi headcanons #league of villains #league of villians x reader #dabi imagine #todoroki touya #bnha x gn!reader #fluff

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thelov3lybookworm · 2 months

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Undercover (part 2)

Part 1

Summary: She just wants him to leave her alone.

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A/n: im sooooo sorry for the amount of time you had to wait for this part, but i promise ill try to write faster 😉

(again, its been almost one and a half years since i read the books, so theres a possibility i write something thats not canon. so if you see it, no you dont 😉)

anyways, enjoy!

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Shoving her clothes into her bag was not the best idea, considering it was only increasing the amount of work she'd have to do later on.

But it sure made her feel better, and who was going to stop her?

Dropping the lumpy backpack to the ground, Y/n stalked back over to the small cupboard she had been given, and ripped out the leggings, pants, shirts and anything within reach of Y/n's slender fingers.

A knock on the door drew Y/n's attention, and she scowled at the unmoving thing.

"What?" Y/n snapped, pushing her clothes into the poor bag.

Y/n was sure that were the bag a living being, it would have cursed Y/n to hell and back for the torture she put it through.

She was also sure living in hell would have been a better option than going on a mission with Kenji, that too as a last resort.

No one answered back to her angry inquiry.

Reigning in her groan of frustration, Y/n stomped to the door and nearly ripped it off its hinges as she opened it.

There stood Kenji, with his signature asshole smile on his ugly little face.

"Are you deaf?" Y/n hissed.

He had the audacity to blink at her, raising his eyebrows, like she was being unreasonable.

She probably was, but who cared about that?

"I think I should be the one to ask you that."

"What do you want?" Y/n sneered.

He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the doorframe, his shit eating grin unwavering. "Just wanted to make sure you hadn't died of happiness that you were going to be working with me-"

The door slammed in his face before he could let more bullshit spew from his disgusting lips.

Y/n could hear his soft laugh through the wooden door, and she cursed Castle for the slow renovations.

Most of the Omega point had been upgraded, given metal and good quality doors through which sound was hard to pass unless people spoke through a microphone. But Y/n, as her luck would have it, had been assigned a small quarter in the part of Omega point that would be last to get upgrades.

It also did not pass Y/n's notice that the part Kenji lived in was the first to be renovated.

"Don't get too excited Y/n!" He yelled through the door, and Y/n whipped around, glaring holes into the worn wood.

"The only thing I'm excited about right now it killing myself."

"Nice one Y/n." Kenji laughed, loud and free.

Y/n said nothing, her anger dissipating at what she'd just revealed to him. Hoping that he would leave, she defeatedly walked back over to her backpack and dumped all its contents on her bed, settling down to fold them all neatly.

A moment of silence passed, and there were no sounds other than the soft rustle of the clothes on Y/n's lap.

Though a moment was all she got.

"You're joking, right?" Kenji called out.

Y/n ignored him.

"Y/n?"

"Go away Kishimoto."

Maybe he could hear the defeat in her voice, maybe it was the way she did not really scream, but he began knocking on the door frantically.

"Hey! Y/n!"

When Y/n did not acknowledge him, he suddenly began pounding on her door. "Y/n. Open up."

"Fuck off."

"Tell me it was a joke and I'll fuck right off."

"Leave me alone."

"Say it Y/n. Say that you-"

"I am not going to hang myself Kishimoto." Y/n yelled, frustrated, before mumbling to herself. "At least not today."

"Fine. I will leave, but remember, this conversation is far from over."

"If you don't leave right now, more than this conversation will be over."

A pause.

"And what's that?"

"Your life."

He laughed, and it slowly faded away like he was leaving, just as a small smile faded onto Y/n's face.

Asshole.

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General Taglist: @cassie6392 @harrystylesfan2686 @eve175

Kenji Kishimoto Taglist: @kennedy-brooke @hnyclover @minnieoo @sidrapotter

#kenji kishimoto #kenji x reader #shatter me #tahereh mafi #ignite me #shatter me x reader #shatter me headcanons #kenji kishimoto x reader

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thefrontofmymind · 2 years

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Can you make a joe quinn one where him and the reader are together since shooting st4 and now the show is over they celebrating it with the cast to go to a concert or festival and they sre not much of pda in public but now they dont care because they havent got much time together since then and at the concert they are like hugging snd kissing and they like closely hugging and hugging from behind snd at one song he holds her from behind and its kind of a slow song? Idk if it makes sense but can you also add in that they go to brazil after that to promote st4 with jamie and the reader snd jamie make fun of him because of his song and stuff? You can decize the ending :)

Hey Jude; Request (Joseph Quinn x costar!Reader)

a/n: hi lovie! idk how but bits of it changed along the way but i think it holds up! hope you enjoy!! kisses <;33

SYNOPSIS: Reader gets to experience their Vecna song with Joe

WARNINGS: none! just some fluff!

The crowd at Glastonbury was electric. Perhaps because it was the first festival post-pandemic, or maybe it was the fact that Paul McCartney, one of the most iconic rock stars in music history, was performing his greatest hits, but everyone around you couldn’t hide their pure, unbridled joy, and you felt the same.

You remembered when the lineup was released–you practically begged Joe to come with you to the festival. Seeing Paul McCartney live was a part of your bucket list, a well known fact about you, since you listened to the Beatles almost everyday while you were filming season 4 of Stranger Things, then going one step further–when asked what your ‘Vecna song’ would be in an interview just a few weeks prior, the only song significant enough in your mind that you could think of was ‘Hey Jude’, which you’d loved since you were a child.

You were thankful you didn’t get stopped much throughout the day, as much as you loved to meet fans of your work and take as many photos as you could with them, Joe was a bit shaky on the whole experience–he preferred to be more private, which you respected all throughout your relationship. You felt free to hold his hand, give him a quick peck as you left him to get some food from a stall while he stayed with your group of friends–there wasn’t a pressure to hide any display of affection, due to all the kerfuffle around you.

It was starting to get dark when McCartney began to play, and the temperature was rapidly dropping, chilling your skin and causing goosebumps to appear. You should’ve brought a jacket, idiot. All you had was shorts, a t-shirt, and a bright pink cowboy hat that came in a set that was shared among your friends. Your eyelids were just starting to get heavy, and you felt yourself grow more and more drowsy after a day of sun and excitement. You rested your head on Joe’s shoulder–he stood next to you in the field, arms folded as he quietly sung along to ‘Got To Get You Into My Life’.

Almost on instinct, he wrapped an arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer so you could lean on him. You swore you could stay standing there with him forever, just swaying along to the music. You didn’t think about the people around you, anyone who could possibly snap a photo and post it, before it spread across all ends of social media, none of it mattered in that moment.

The concert was fantastic, a dream. You sang as loud as you could, danced until your feet hurt, and ended the night by falling asleep in the arms of the man you loved. But unfortunately, the end the weekend, meant back to work for you and Joseph in the form of a twelve hour flight to Brazil the next morning. Of course, you were grateful for the opportunities the Netflix show had given you–not to mention a boyfriend who worshipped the ground you walked on–but between jet lag due to time difference, and then the late night-early morning, you were irritable to say the least. You just wanted to get the interviews you had scheduled done so you could go back to your’s and Joe’s hotel room and take a nice, long bath.

You, Joe, and Jamie were sat in your seats in a row, waiting for your first interviewer of the day to sort out his mic pack. You’d had a couple coffees to give you energy, but you were still glad that Joe and Jamie were with you–to provide some banter and back-and-forth, if nothing else.

After some pleasantries and the interviewer complimenting all three of your performances in the show, it was down to the questions. You were asked what it was like shooting in the middle of a pandemic, what was your reaction to the ending of the season, what did you hope would happen in the next season, and finally–the question that was so clearly coming–what was your ‘Vecna song’, the song that would save you from Vecna’s curse.

“I feel really stupid becuase I answered this as a joke at first but now I’m kind of stuck with it.” Jamie prefaced, looking to you and Joe. “I said ‘Party in the USA’ by Miley Cyrus!”

The three of you laughed together, though you couldn't deny it, it was a good song. Joe gestured to you to answer next, watching intently as you took a breath before you spoke.

“I think I’ve said it before but mine would probably be ‘Hey Jude’ by The Beatles.” The two Brits nodded in concurrence. “Me and Joe saw Paul McCartney live not long ago and it’s just such a good song, and-and holds such an gorgeous meaning and that’s why I love it.”

You placed a hand on Joe’s arm at the mention of his name, him placing his opposite hand on top of yours and rubbing it absentmindedly with his thumb. Jamie cleared his throat, making your mind jump back into your body and lose focus on the tingling in your hand.

“Mine is uh-” Joe chuckled a little. “Mine is probably ‘Up & Down’ by The Vengaboys, I’d say…Great song.”

Joe’s comment made everyone in the room laugh, while you readjusted in your chair–feeling the absence of Joe’s contact on your skin, you felt cold, even under the bright lights, and he felt the same.

#joseph quinn #joseph quinn x reader #joseph quinn x you #joseph quinn blurb #joseph quinn drabble #joseph quinn imagine #joseph quinn fanfiction #joseph quinn fic

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kusaka6e · 2 years

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CHICAGO

prohero!izuku x fem!reader

implied/mentioned nsfw, 18+!!

insp by chicago by michael jackson

wc: 3.5k

this took me FOREVER to finish writing and idek if i like it anymore sigh, the ending kinda sucks so pls bare w me

[part two]

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he hadn’t expected to meet you the way he did. or for things to go as far as they did.

you both happened to be on the same flight back to japan, him in the window seat and you in the aisle.

“is anyone sitting here?” you gestured to the empty spot between the two of you, hoping to set your bag down there.

“it’s mine, i always buy two seats when i fly. you can use it if you want.”

with his massive build and broad shoulders, you could see why he felt the need to buy two. the spray of freckles across his face shifted as he smiled sweetly.

why does he look so familiar?

“you just passing through japan, or?”

“going home, actually.”

“me too!”

the pilot begins to speak overhead as the flight attends begin the safety demonstration, making both of you go silent.

the plane lurches forward, making it’s way down the runway to take off.

“i’m izuku.”

“(f/n), nice to meet you.” he seemed sweet enough, but you rarely told people your real name. your job as a private investigator had made you hyper-aware of how dangerous even the most unsuspecting person could be.

“so, what was it that brought you out of japan?” he gulps as you cross one of your legs over the other, trying his best not to stare.

“i took a contract with some pro heroes overseas, but it’s over with now. what about you?”

pro hero?

holy shit

japan’s number-one hero was staring at you like a lovesick puppy.

“what do you do for work?”

“i’m a private investigator.”

“so you could dig up dirt on me, if you wanted to?”

“depends. got anything to hide?” you give him a sultry grin as you slightly lean forward, shamelessly switching your gaze from his bright eyes down to his lips.

dear god

the six hour flight flew by with you two making conversation, izuku almost growing sad when it was over. he learned that you were single (miraculously), had two kids and were trying to work through some issues with their father, and that he was insanely comfortable talking to you already.

he hesitated as the plane landed, mind racing as everyone around the two of you began to pull their bags from overhead compartments.

“this might seem forward but, could i call you sometime?”

the small nod you give him makes his stomach drop, fighting the urge to smile so hard his cheeks hurt when you began to scribble on a napkin from the meal earlier in the flight.

“i dont keep a personal phone, with work and all. if you text that number, just make it seem like you’re a client.”

“o-okay.” he curses himself internally for his stuttering habit coming back, amazed that you were able to spike his nerves the way you did.

“i hope i see you again, izuku. be safe out there.” you give him a wink before you disappear down the aisle, leaving him staring at your silhouette longingly.

“mommy!” you grin as you open the door to your house, your lavender haired daughters both sprinting towards you.

“hi pretty girls.” you smile warmly as you kneel to hug them both, their never-ending excitement to see you tugging your heartstrings.

you stand after a few minutes, your husband’s tired eyes meeting yours.

“hi ’toshi.”

“hey.” you frown as he gives you a half-hearted hug with one arm, noticing how he dodged your face to make you kiss his cheek rather than his lips.

you let out a sigh as he grabs his keys, hero costume on.

“i’ll be back tonight.”

“alright. be safe, love you.”

he closes the door before you finish your sentence, making your shoulders drop. if he replied, he hadn’t said it loud enough for you to hear him.

i guess being away didn’t make him miss me after all.

“mommy, what’s the matter with dad?”

“he’s just tired baby.”

a bittersweet feeling rises in your chest as your daughters run back to their rooms, ignorant to the depth of the issues between you and their father.

you go into work a few days with puffy eyes from a screaming match with hitoshi the night before, thankful that your office space isn’t shared with anyone else.

a notification from an unknown number flashes across the screen of your work phone, making your face twist in confusion.

unknown, today 8:24 am

could i book an appointment at your next availability please?

your mind goes blank for a second, before you break out into a grin.

izuku.

fortunately i have availability later today

i’ll pencil you in for my 3:00 opening

the tasks of your workday begin to pile up, phone calls from other clients distracting you and before you know it, hours have passed. a knock on your office door startles you, before you hear his voice.

“hi, uhm, is this the right office? for the three o’clock appointment?”

you try to force away the blush creeping up your cheeks, suddenly extremely self-conscious about your choice in clothes for work that day. you were almost sure he’d forget about you, or not take your offer seriously. that was part of the reason why you’d lied about not having a personal phone, and why you were so bold towards him. and even when he texted; he was literally the top hero in japan, why would he have time for you?

but there he stood in your office doorway, black t-shirt straining against his biceps and towering over you.

“hi.”

“hey.” he gives you a nervous smile as you gesture for him to come in, closing the door behind him.

after some initial awkward conversation, you’re amazed at how easy he is to talk to. he leans on his forearms onto your desk, giving you a better view of the constellation of freckles and scars surrounding his bright eyes.

“digging up anything exciting today?”

“nah, just run of the mill stuff.”

“c’mon, you have a cool job like this and you’re telling me there’s nothing crazy going on?” you’re taken aback by his genuine interest, not having spoken to anyone about your workday in months.

“well, there is this one case…”

before you know it, you’d ranted for almost an hour, sharing as many details as you can without violating the privacy of your contract, izuku listening intently and chiming in every so often.

“i’m so sorry, i didn't mean to talk you to death.”

“don’t be sorry, i’m really enjoying listening.”

something about his dialect and body language left no room for you to doubt; he really was holding on to your every word. he notices a framed photo on your desk, grinning at the picture of your girls.

“your daughters?”

“yea.” your stomach drops, thankful that you’d rearranged recently, and that the framed picture of you and hitoshi was no longer displayed by your computer monitor. when you noticed his wedding ring sitting on his nightstand rather than his finger, you took it upon yourself to change a few things too.

“they’re adorable.” he slightly cocks up an eyebrow, their wild lavender hair strikingly familiar.

“i feel bad being here so much, instead of being at home with them.”

“i’m sure they’ll understand. you’ve gotta do what you have to to take care of them, right?”

“i do, i just wish i could do that and spend more time with them.”

“you’re doing the best you can, that’s all you can do.”

“you’re right. it’s just so difficult, especially when i don’t get much help from their dad, and my family lives out of the country. i’m starting to think they might like their nanny more than me.” your last sentence makes both of you chuckle, but you don’t miss the concerned look in his eyes.

nothing you were saying was necessarily a lie; hitoshi had been acting like he was married to his job instead of you, and your family really did live out of the country. you just opted to not mention that your kid’s father was also your (very estranged) husband.

“with you being there for them, i bet you three can get through anything.” he cautiously grabs your hand across your desk, heat rising in his chest when you gently squeeze his palm.

soon enough he had to go back to his agency to fill out paperwork, to both of your dismay.

“it was really nice to see you again, (f/n).”

your breath catches upon hearing the fake name you told him, watching his smile slightly drop in confusion.

“izuku, i’m sorry, my name is (y/n). i give almost everyone a fake name the first time i meet them.”

he has an unreadable expression on his face for a moment before his smile returns, no trace of animosity to be found.

“that’s understandable. with your line of work, im sure there’s lots of weirdos you have to steer clear of.”

he pulls you in for a hug before he goes, his secure embrace nearly melting you on the spot.

“i’ll see you soon, (y/n).” he leaned down to speak close to your ear, such a simple gesture being wildly attractive coming from him.

after he leaves your office you have to take a few breaths to refocus, trying to be sure what just happened was real.

“dude, you’ve been smiling like an idiot all morning. what’d you get laid or something?” denki nudged izuku as they walked into the hero conference the next morning, making him roll his eyes.

“i can’t be in a good mood?”

“that’s not just a ‘good mood’ look, i’m not stupid.”

some of the top heros were meeting with the commissioner that morning, to be briefed on a new assignment that would be pretty widespread among the pro-heros in the city.

“you’re up early. don’t you usually work at night?” you frown as you’re met with hitoshi adjusting his modulator in the kitchen, an unusual sight for the morning.

“we’re getting briefed on some big assignment with some of the top pros, i’ve gotta be at this meeting early.” your stomach drops at his words, instantly thinking of izuku.

hitoshi double-takes, chuckling at the sight of your tired eyes and bedhead. he rarely got to see you in the mornings anymore, and it was a view he didn’t realize how much he’d missed.

“i’ll be back late, i’ve got some stuff to do at the agency after this meeting.” you nod, nearly jumping in surprise as he ruffles your already wild hair, kissing one of your temples.

“have a good day, love you.”

you stare at the front door absolutely dumbfounded, wondering if you were dreaming. that was the first time in months he had not only not dodged your advances, but made the first move to be affectionate towards you.

you shake off the thought as you dress for work, your daughter’s nanny showing up shortly before you leave.

your mind races as you sit down to check your morning emails, particularly towards a green-haired pro-hero.

“hitoshi?”

“izuku?”

“what’s up?! long time no see, how have you been?”

“you know, the usual graveyard shift stuff. how about you, big shot? you’ve been tearing up the charts lately.”

izuku grinned as him and shinso caught up before the meeting began, happy to see his friend again after so long. since shinso did more underground hero work and izuku was constantly working on bigger cases, on top of his overseas case, he’d barely seen any of his friends lately.

it was another two weeks before you saw him again, and you were giddy with excitement the next time he came through your door. hitoshi’s new assignment had him busier than ever, making you go a few days in a row without seeing him sometimes.

“izuku!”

“hi!!” you giggle in surprise as he hugs you tightly, slightly lifting you off the ground. you were in such a rush to open the door for him that you barely hear plastic crinkle at your side. as he sets you down, you see an elaborate bouquet of flowers in his hand, making heat rise in your cheeks.

“i thought you might like the purple, to remind you of your girls.” you freeze for a moment at the connection he made, his consideration nearly making your eyes well.

if only he knew who else purple reminded me of.

“izuku, these are beautiful.”

“i’m so glad you like them.” he breaks into a wide grin, noticing you double taking at his face.

“what happened here?” almost instinctively, you gently cup your hand onto the side of his face, noticing a new wound below one of his eyes.

“o-oh, it’s nothing, just typical work stuff. it’s not major, i promise.” the new touch lights fire under his skin, relishing in how soft your hands are.

he stays in your office for another few hours, conversation flowing easily again and updating each other on your lives. you’re both speaking animatedly with lots of hand gestures, resulting in your fingers brushing each other repeatedly. eventually, he just grabs one of your hands and toys with your fingers as he talks, the size difference in your hands being almost comical.

his phone rings, groaning as he sees who’s name is on the screen.

“hello- okay don’t raise your voice at me asshole. yes, yes, alright i’ll be back soon. boy, shut the hell up.”

“work?” you let out a chuckle, recognizing dynamight’s yell on the other end of the phone.

“unfortunately. i’ve gotta go, but i’ll see you again soon.”

he wraps you in a hug, making your breath hitch when he quickly kisses the top of your hair.

“bye, (y/n).” he flashes his signature grin as he closes your office door, leaving you smiling like an idiot.

“good day at work?”

“what makes you say that, mai?” your nanny smiles as she hands one of your daughters a snack, before she hurries back into her room with her sister.

“you’re glowing.”

“yea, something like that.” your cheeks heat as you set your purse down, your thoughts running in the direction of your new muse.

“it’s nice to see you smile again, (y/n). whatever’s going on, i hope it keeps up.”

your eyes go wide at her words, stopping in your tracks.

was it that obvious how much you were struggling ?

“midoriya’s got a girlfriend.”

mina nearly chokes on her water, staring at izuku expectantly

“do i now?”

“there’s no way anyone would ever wanna date your nerdy ass.”

“like you haven’t wanted to since we were kids?” izuku’s comment makes the group laugh, but mina doesn’t miss the way his eyes sparkle, looking off into space with a goofy smile.

izuku found himself in your office at least once a week, looking forward to those meetings more than anything. he wanted so bad to see you somewhere other than your office, but his status made it almost impossible for him to even think about going anywhere without paparazzi pouncing on him. the only reason you two’s office meet ups weren’t suspected by anyone was because it was completely normal for the pro heroes to work with investigators on all the different cases circulating the city.

but he was fed up with only seeing you in your office. so a few months into seeing him, you found yourself checking into a local hotel under a fake name, to preserve the secrecy of his identity.

you gently knock on the door to the room, gasping as izuku barely opens the door and pulls you in, quickly closing it behind you.

he looks you up and down, still processing the fact that you’re really standing in front of him.

“hi.” he grins widely, his voice barely audible.

“why are you whispering?” you giggle as you match his volume, cradling his face as you step towards him.

“i don’t know.” this makes both of you break into full blown laughter, giddy at the interaction.

there’s comfortable silence for a few moments, izuku’s eyes glittering as he analyzes all the details of your face up close. you feel like you’re shrinking under his gaze, his attentiveness and excitement to just be in your presence feeling so foreign.

“you’re so pretty.”

maybe it’s the sincerity in his voice, or the stability you feel from his large hands holding your waist, or the excitement of his green eyes dancing all over your facial features. something about such a simple statement tips you over the edge, pulling him against you before you can think twice.

he gasps when your lips meet his, freezing for only a second before lifting you off the ground easily, wrapping your legs around his waist as he makes his way towards the bed in the room.

he’s kissing you

izuku is kissing you

you are kissing izuku

his mind is racing as he sits down, sitting you atop his lap and never disconnecting from you. he’d daydreamed about this more times than he could count.

izuku was observant, that was no secret. and as you two fell into rhythm with each other, you realized just how observant of you he was. his hands worked against your body like the movement was natural, confident as his fingers traced every curve of your frame.

guilt washed over you as he began to pepper kisses down your neck, momentarily second guessing your actions.

he slips his hand under your shirt, rubbing up and down your back as he kisses you.

“you have… no idea… how long i’ve wanted… to do this.” he nearly whimpers, kissing along your jawline before meeting your lips again. something about the desperation, the gratitude in his tone, made all your doubt wash away.

he pulls your shirt over your head, eyes catching on the intricate tattoo on your ribs, trailing down your side.

you’re on your way home a few hours later, feeling like you’re walking on clouds. but as you pull into your driveway and pull your keys from the ignition of your car, everything in you deflates.

what the hell am i doing?

“so, i met someone.”

“i knew it!” denki nearly launches off of his chair, making shinso groan.

izuku grinned at kaminari’s excitement, his friends all looking expectantly to hear about his new muse.

“how’d you meet?”

“we ended up sitting next to each other on my flight back from the US. i asked for her number when we landed, and it just kind of took off from there.”

“you look like you’re about to start kicking your feet like a damn schoolgirl.” bakugou scoffs.

“wait, i wanna hear more!! details, izu. is she hot? what’s she do? do we know her?” mina leans forward onto her elbows, eyes glittering.

“i don’t think you guys know her. she’s a PI, she keeps her life pretty secret.”

“sounds just like (y/n). she’s a PI too, most people don’t even know she exists.” shinso chuckles fondly, taking a sip of his beer.

“yea, sh- wait, what?”

“oh shit, you were overseas when we got married. my wife, (y/n), is a PI.”

shinso cocks up an eyebrow as izuku’s face pales.

“what’s the matter midoriya?” kirishima looks curiously between the two.

izuku sighs heavily, quickly putting the pieces together.

“dragon tattoo?” he gestures to his ribs.

“yea, how do y-“ shinso cuts off his own sentence, knuckles tingling when he realizes what izuku is insinuating.

“aw shit.” kaminari is the first to break the silence, the tension thick between the group.

“nice going, nerd.”

“you’re married?”

“you’re fucking my wife?!”

“neither of you even wear a wedding ring, how was i supposed to-“ izuku stops as shinso storms up to him, gripping the collar of his shirt.

“hitoshi, hold o-“

“sit the fuck down.” he barks, effectively making kirishima and kaminari return to their seats.

as bad as he wanted to swing, he knew izuku would destroy him in a physical fight. thankfully, he had other ideas.

“how long?” he growls

“shinso-“

“how long have you been fucking my wife, midoriya?”

izuku feels his mind cloud, shinso’s quirk making his body go slack.

“a few months.”

“did she tell you she was married?”

“no.”

“that we have kids?”

“yes.”

“call her.”

mina clamps her hand over her mouth as izuku pulls his phone from his pocket, shinso putting the phone on speaker so everyone can hear the ringing.

“hello?”

shinso chuckles bitterly, biting down on the inside of his cheek as hearing your voice confirmed everything.

you look away from the cartoon your daughters had playing, realizing they’re both asleep on the couch where you three sat.

you see izuku’s name flash across the screen of your work phone, stomach turning as you slide your finger across the screen to answer it.

“hello?”

“go on, tell her, midoriya.”

your breath catches, the voice on the line all too familiar, even though it didn’t belong to izuku.

“shinso knows about us, (y/n).”

shit.

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Love your work!😍Can i have the will to request a Roxto X reader where he feels like he isn’t good enough, kinda like comparing himself to the other guys in the village esspecily Aonung. The muscle mass, their hunting skills, riding ilus. You didnt know at first, because you found him perfect in every way, his smile, his comforting words and touch, his eyes, hes also very good making braclets out off sheels, so he often makes you cute gifts you love so much. One day you find him crying on the other side of the island when you were out picking some fruits to him and yourself, you rush over to him and comfort him, hugging him and stroke his back. You ask what is wrong but he stays quiet clinging himself on you.

Suddenly he asks you if hes good enough, if hes a good mate, if you truly love him and dont fake it, EVERYTHING! Poor Roxto😭😭🫶🫶

~ First of all, thank you so much, this request was so fun! And such a good idea!

And I am truly sorry - my titles are always so bad. If you have a better title idea, pls comment ~

pairing: Roxto x Y/N

warnings: fluff, angst

words: 1.4k

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Not Enough

Happily, you jumped over the woven pathway towards the marui, where your boyfriend Roxto lived with his parents. It was almost the middle of the day and you hadn't seen him even once today.

All the metkayina people were doing their work, cooking, fishing, or all the other duties that were necessary to keep the village running.

Your best friend Tsireya was probably swimming with that new forest boy. They spend a lot of time together lately and you wondered if they were maybe more than just friends. She and her brother Ao'nung tried to teach the Sully kids how to swim and how to live in this maritime world. It must've been a huge culture shock for them to move from the woods there to the ocean.

You arrived at Roxto's marui and went in without a word. His parents knew you since you were little and they weren't even surprised anymore of you'd come to their home whenever you wanted. But the marui was empty, Roxto wasn't home. You frowned and tried to think of a place he could be. Maybe he joined Ao'nung and the Sullys? Roxto and Ao'nung were best friends since childhood, there wasn't a single where they didn't hang out.

So you went to the beach, covered your eyes agains the sun and tried to find them somewhere out the in the waves.

"Hi", a voice startled you. "Eywa", you gasped and turned around. The little Sully girl stood in front of you. What was her name again? Tuk. Weird name. But she was cute.

"What are you looking for?", she asked. "Have you seen Roxto today?"

She shook her head. "No, just Ao'nung."

"Hm" Your shoulders dropped in disappointment. Where could he be?

Then you two heard a movement in the waved behind you and the other Sully girl appeared. Kiri. She was different from the other Omatikaya, but she always seemed very nice.

"Hi Kiri", you greeted. She gave you a small smile. "Hi guys"

"Have you seen Roxto?" you asked.

"Yeah I saw him going that way" Kiri reached out her arm towards the east and pointed in the area where the lagoons lied.

"Thank you!", excited you followed her direction. What did Roxto want in to lagoons? You guys weren't there for years. When you were children, the lagoons were your and Roxto's secret hideout. Every time your parents annoyed you, you would flee into the lagoons and spend your days there, forgetting all the responsibilities and duties. Buy since you guys where grown up, you didn't come there anymore. You never admitted it in front of your boyfriend, but you missed the careless days in the lagoons.

The sun sparkled on the calm sea, some waves splashed upon the rocky cliffs. A soft breeze untangled your curly hair. You gazed upon the scenery. No one was there, only a few ilus swam though the waves. Then you saw a movement on one of the cliffs. Roxto! You started running, the sand squashing beneath your bare feet. He sat on one of the lower cliffs, his legs dangled from the edge. You wanted to call him from afar but stopped immediately. He seemed odd. His eyes gazed emotionless into the distance and his tail, that usually swirled around all the time, lay still next to him.

You furrowed your brow bone. What was wrong with him? Carefully, you climbed up the cliffs and went closer. "Roxto?" Softly you crunched down next to him. He looked up, turned his head towards you, as if his mind had wandered far away. He gave you a small smile but it was lined with worry. "Hey", you said and sat down close to him. You took his hand, let your legs dangle off the cliff, just like his. "Hey, what's wrong yawne?"

Roxto's fell down to your entangled fingers. "It's nothing"

You gave him a look that screamed 'Yeah sure!' He had to laugh. "No its.." He sighed and his eyes wandered back to the ocean. "I sometimes feel like...", he started but shook his head. You slightly squeezed his hand. "What? Hey, you can tell me everything. You know that." You placed a small peck on his curly hair. A smile crawled on his lips. He shrugged and let out a sigh. "It's the others. Ao'nung and my friends."

Your ears twitched back in surprise. "Your friends? What happened? Did they do something?"

Roxto bit his lip. "No, it's just..." He sniffed and looked away. His shoulder started shaking.

"Hey..." Your heart started acing, seeing him like that. "Are you crying?", you asked softly.

"No" he sniffled. You had to chuckle. "Oh yawne", you pulled him into a tight embrace and now his facade fell. He let out a quiet sob and pressed his face on your shoulder. Caring, you stoke over his back, assuring him that you were there.

"Shh it's okay. You're okay", you whispered in his hears. For a few minutes you just held him, comforting him, until his sobs were gone.

"Do you wanna talk about it?", you asked after a while. Without an answer, he moved his head, his forehead pressing against your neck. Your hands gently stroke up to his hairline.

You guys stayed like that and you almost forgot about your question. But suddenly, he blurted out: "He is my best friend!" You saw down to him. "What?"

"Ao'nung. He is just so good in everything he does!" His shoulders humped together. "He is more muscular than me and much better in hunting. And I mean - he was even the first one to ride an ilu, that's not fair! He is always better than me."

Roxto wiped his hand over his face and you gently squeezed his shoulder. "Ne he's not, you're also good at hunting."

He scoffed. "And then the new guys!", he pulled away from your hug and threw his hand into the air. "Ao'nung is always hanging out with them now. As if I don't exist anymore. I am always not good enough for him" He closed his eyes and his face muscles tensed.

"Roxto", you whispered caring. "I didn't know you feel like this, what have you never told me?" He lowered his gaze. The wind ruffled through his curly hair. "I didn't told you because I was afraid you would think the same. That I am not good enough for you" He spoke so quietly that you almost didn't understand him. Your heart ached when he said it. How could he ever think like that!?

You cupped his face with my hands, forced him to look up into your eyes. "Roxto that's stupid.", you began. His eyes flickered back and forth between yours. "You're perfect in every way. How could you ever think that? I don't care what Ao'nung says or the new guys. You're perfect!" You stroke with your thumb over his cheekbone to comfort him.

"I love you. I see you. Don't ever think that will change! Don't ever think less of yourself. You are the most perfect person I know", you whispered. A slight shimmer of hope appeared in his eyes.

"And you're so good at many things! You're a good fisher, and you're brave and you care for the people." Now that you thought about it, all the good things about him blurted out of you. All these little things that made you fall in love with him in the first place. Excitement sparkled in your eyes.

"And you can build things and make things. I love all those shell bracelets that you make me."

A smile crawled onto his lips and he chuckled.

"I could not imagine my life without you, Roxto.", you said. "And I don't want that. And I want you to know what you're not alone. No matter what happens, I will stand by you." Roxto closed his eyes.

His fingers stroke over your shoulders up to your neck. "I love you", he whispered. You closed the distance and gave him a long kiss. He tasted salty like the ocean. When you guys pulled back, you could see the sun sparkling in his eyes.

"All good?" I asked. A warm smile appeared on his face. "I am so glad I have you", he whispered and placed a heartwarming kiss on your lips again. You leaned your forehead against his. The warm wind covered you like a blanket and the sound of the waves adapted to the beats of your hearts.

"And I am so happy I have you"

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