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smalljxnnie · 8 months

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ׂ ֢ ⠀𔓕 glimpses of your reaction about the first meet/union with your future spouse/partner 𔓘 ׂ ֢

⏜ ︵⊹︵ ⏜ ︵ ୨୧︵ ⏜ ︵⊹︵ ⏜

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All of the images was collected and saved through pinterest. Take all everything as grain of salt as no one can really truly predict the future. Any resonated results are purely product of the current energy. Every option for each pile are from left to right.

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Pile 1

Aura: reconciliation - unrequited love - deception - past life relationship

It seemed the aura is about past; a past life lover and soulmate and for few an ex. You have known each other before or either of you have know the one. The first meet and relationship seemed not to be ready for the both of you leading for breaking up or parting ways. It might be as well the spark isn't enough to create friction of attraction and it is imbalance. As of now, the universe each one needing to be healing from the past to move forward, it may taking it for a long time. When the time has come, the love you will share with one another is genuine. The past will be the lesson which can help you out for understanding the missing puzzles of attraction and relationship.

Your reaction about the union: 3 of wands

You seemed to be confident about this meeting and you are fully aware that this is the one; your future spouse/partner. You will be like, this is the person I want to have for the rest of my life, to spend and create memories; either be bad and good.

Their reaction about the union: The empress

You are a marriage (partner) material for this person. In meeting you, they do love you deeply and unconditionally. They are grateful that finally they have found the person they want to end up with and is confident about it as well. This person is attracted to you in physical and sexual sense.

The place you actually meeting them: clover - scythe

In places of a greenery land, a large field, planting garden, store for plants and seeds, farmlands, a casino, junk shop, kitchen tools section/stores, dental clinic.

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Pile 2

Aura: free yourself - chemistry - getting to know each other

Either one or both has been free about something or to someone which it seemed to create chemistry to attract your partner. The universe represents you an award from battling your emotions and freeing yourself from the past. Then they give you gift of romantic partner and to experience the great passion of romance in your life. Upon meeting this person, you feel the love and attraction you may not feel from the past. It create a butterflies of sensation which able you to feel drawn about the person. This aura almost share same feelings and in pretty much in common and the universe is offering each other the new affair of romance to embark.

Your reaction about the union: 4 of cups

You fear about taking a risk or doesn't fully absorb the idea of this is the person you are going to end up with. Your mind probably occupied by something else to the point you doesn't really recognize what is the universe presenting you. You are not yet ready for the enter of this person in your life, -you might still stuck from the past. Also your partner is the first one who will reach you out however you will never paid attention for it because your mind is for something or even someone else. And here they are offering their love for you but actually ignoring it.

Their reaction about the union: 6 of cups

They deeply drawn in you and you remind them something very familiar perhaps they meet you before but actually doesn't remember it probably bcz you are soulmates or even in meet you in dreams or you look similar to someone that they have good memories with. Your person, don't fear to show how much they like you and how happy they are to meet you.

The place you actually meeting them: letter - tree - star

Mail office, online messaging app, school and university (office), healthcare facilities, worship places, garden, forest, organic shop products, in north place, a place of stargazing, in night, dark sky, star decorations store?

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Pile 3

Aura: true love - attraction - honeymoon - wedding

Wow, having genuine love for one another is such a goal. This is an honest interaction and conversation with each other and you fall deep in love. The kind of love that would never be die and is alive eternally. You have smell the sweetest fragrance of love in above all and this is the best gift you ever be receiving in your life. Happiness and laughter come and join to dominate you each: together. In this life, you are happily grateful to attract your truest love of all; the attraction that create spark and connect all the pictures of promising future. You may have a honeymoon first before tying a knot or enjoying the bliss of holidays with one another before the marriage.

Your reaction about the union: 3 of wands

You are confident that this is your person and you envision your future with them perhaps see them in your dreams before you actually meet them. And you have find the right person to work with and to company along the side for the rest of your life. You believe that this is the person you would want to grow and make memories together.

Their reaction about the union: 10 of cups

They know you are their behalf and their person forever. Life's would not be empty anymore as you are on their side and wanted to see you frequently, whenever they come home. They see you are perfect to build a family and home with, you are someone who is spouse/partner material and they are grateful to have find you.

The place you actually meeting them: clouds - mountain - stork - ring

In places of airport, airplane, your flight, mountains, nursery, high places, jewelry or gift shop, wedding, engagement.

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Pile 4

Aura: past life relationship - wedding - healing family issues

This person is your lover or soulmate from your past life. You share lots of things from the past however even though it last, the love remains in inner self of each other. In this life, you are destined to be bond with one another and share the same feelings and attraction like it is new. Either one or both of you are somewhat dealing with family issues that need to solve before the union cuz if doesn't resolved it before tying a knot, it will somewhat affect the marriage life/ living together. It takes time to forgive someone and what they do have done with you but someday you realize that forgiveness is the key for all.

Your reaction about the union: wheel of fortune

Your reaction is like this is my person and the one that I will spend the rest of your life, and that this is your soulmate. You feeling it deeply that they are yor partner. In all of the people, you are lucky to have and meet them in your life, you believe that you are meant to be for each other.

Their reaction about the union: hierophant

Your partner reaction is like "that person is the perfect one to be a role model of being a partner". You are suited as someone marriage/partner material for this person and would want to end up being with you. They are assured about you and how you would bring stability into their life, their love and intentions about you is all pure. They would believe that you are someone good to be with and they want to deepen the connection for each other.

The place you actually meeting them:

In places of church, sacred place, near cross/altar, near doorway/gate, keychain store, junk shop, casino, plant and seed shop, greenery area, large/apartment building, shopping malls, office, school, university and military places, capital place.

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joygyuz · 2 months

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when reader has an oral fixation *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

warnings: txt (seperately) x impliedfem!reader, reader gives head a lot, implied longhaired!reader in tyuns, uhh idrk what else tell me if i missed anything

masterlist

YEONJUN | ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾

- would be obsessed with the way you’re constantly asking to kiss him or suck him off

- he’s like “i thought you’d never ask” even if you’re asking like a billion times everyday

- would find it so cute how you suck him off with such enthusiasm even if you’ve done it so much already

- and then you always asked to be fucked in missionary

- cuz you wanna kiss him

- he’s literally your fanboy you’re the cutest thing ever to him

(other members under the cut)

SOOBIN | ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾

- when you guys first met you had a lollipop in your mouth

- and he didnt really think much of it

- but then he realized how often you were sucking on something or had something in your mouth, whether it was a gum drop or a lollipop

- and he asked about it, and you just plainly admitted that it’s a weird habit you developed

- he didn’t know that habit would carry into your sexual life

- so you were always asking to suck him off, but he honestly didn’t mind and found it really cute tbh

- you’re just always like, “soob can I suck you off?” so casually and so frequently that he’s used to it

- guess who became your lollipop now

BEOMGYU | ͙⁺˚*･༓☾

- would tease the hell out of you for it

- “you love my cock so much”

- and youre just like “i can go back to lollipops and gum if you really want me to”

- and he would just whine

- because he honestly loves your habit so much

- he finds it so adorable and it makes him even more down bad for you

- like even when he’s on the game you’ll just be like “cn I give you head?”

-and he’s reluctant, but you eventually convince him cuz you’re just so CUTE

- so he mutes his mic, and with you so casually giving him head, he cannot focus on the game anymore

- beomgyu 101: when you want him off the game, just give him head

TAEHYUN | ͙⁺˚*･༓☾

- was lowkey shy to ask about it originally

- because he wouldn’t be able to ask about it without blatantly admitting he found it attractive, especially when you guys were still in your “just friends” stage

- but when you guys got together you just constantly made out with him

- and he didn’t mind at all

- he loved the attention honestly

- and then you guys started getting more sexual in your relationship

- and before he knew it, when you guys were watching a movie you asked him if you could give him head

- and he said yes because like

- who wouldn’t

- so you did

- and he subconsciously put his hand in your hair and held it up in a ponytail

- you loved that

- and he loved you

HUENINGKAI | ͙⁺˚*･༓☾

- he’s such a cutie

- like

- you’re just INSISTING that you’re okay with him asking you to suck him off

- you’re just like “hyuka it’s okay to ask” bcz you’re always the one to ask him and he always just nods eagerly

- but anyway

- he found you like the CUTEST thing ever

- with the way you were always sucking on a dum dum

- and how you always carried a bag of them in your tote

- and of course, your oral fixation carried into your relationship

- and you always tease him on the fact that the first time you asked to give him head

- his cock literally JUMPED UP

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pxgeturner · 28 days

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how Miguel O'Hara would confess his love !

— blurbs w gi ! 🎀

the two of u have been dating for a while now. and he's just figured out that he loves you

you were probably cooking lunch and he was probably ironing nearby in the living room. he moves onto the next shirt and you're probably dancing while cooking, like you do.

and then his heart skips a beat and his breath hitches a little at something you do, probably running a hand through your hair.

so now his brain for the next week is in overdrive trying to figure out how to tell you without just blurting it out.

don't ask him why, but he feels the need to make a big deal out of it.

pq te ama, carajo !! [bcz he loves you, dammit!!]

so there is gonna be dinner at your favorite restaurant, tickets to the movie you've been dying to go to, anything you could want to do on a date night.

basically he's treating this as a trial run for when he proposes a few years down the line.

he'll buy you a cute new dress you've been eyeing online and places it on the bed for you to see when you get home. he also got promise ring but that's staying in his pocket until it's time.

dinner went smoothly, you were a little confused at to what's going on but you're not going to say no to your sexy boyfriend spoiling you.

you two are at the movies when he decides to say it.

naturally the two of u are holding hands. and you're getting a bit sleepy so you rest ur head against his arm

and mickey super stealthily gets the ring out of his pock and slips it only ur finger.

and whispers into your hair, just loud enough for only you you to hear:

te amo tantísimo, [I love you so much]

your eyes snap open as everything clicks together and you purse your lips to not laugh as you drag your boyf out of the theater.

giggles erupt as the theater door closes behind you "that's what tonight's been about, mickey?"

his heart starts pounding in anxiety. "yes, cariño I–"

"ay, papi, ya me dijiste." [oh, babe. you already told me]

he looks at you. blinking slowly.

"you said 'I love you' for the first time last week? when you just stopped ironing the laundry and holed yourself in the bedroom for an hour?"

what. the. fuck.

you wrap your arms around your massive boyf and say

"thank you so much, my love. te amo doble."

he hugs you back, kissing your hair. the two of you leave, the movie was getting boring anyway.

on the way back he kept a hand on your thigh the entire time and reminded you how much he loved you as well as asked you if you really liked the ring he picked out every few minutes.

taglist. m.list. byf.

#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o'hara x fem!reader #miguel o'hara fluff #miguel o'hara x you #across the spiderverse #spider man: across the spider verse #astv #miguel spiderverse #miguel atvs #atvs x you #my writing #blurbs with gi! 🎀

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kawataslvr · 2 months

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u my new favorite author istg

(no one be ded plz) can i request a Mikey x male reader where reader used to date sanzu but caught him cheating with some dr**ged out chick and was going to Emma and just happened to stumble upon Mikey when knocking on the front door and before even noticing who it was, reader ran forward and hugged Mikey and starting silently crying while Mikey was just like “(°_°) who tf is this and why are they so hot” completely ignoring the shorter male hugging him before reader realized they werent hugging Emma and was about to run away before Draken shows up to pick Mikey up to go to a Toman meeting and reader just panics before Mikeys like “Ken-chin….can we keep him”(maybe a smut scene or something-)

idk im obsessed with Mikey rn hdisichfbebnfkd u dont have to use that idea, ill take anything Mikey x male reader or Mikey + Draken x male reader sorry sorry im so demanding ahhh ill leave now, love ur works btw djisjdb

Summary : Angst -> Fluff -> Short Smut ,, if you want a solid description just read the ask ! ,, Suggestive Language near the beginning , SLIGHT Drug mentions bcz its sanzu ,, angst w/ comfort ,, smut near the end ,, ft. draken & emma

A/N : MY FAVORITE CHARACTER IS MIKEY I SAW THIS REQ N LIT UP OMG , dwdw ur not demanding at all <3! i actually rlly like the amount of detail so it gives me an idea !! also tysm im so honored to be ur current fav ❤️❤️ I hope the request is to your liking dear!! sorry the end is so short, i was running out of time :,)

typicxlcato req ,, part 2

Your mind was scrambled, confused and tired. All he needed was to cry into a friends arms, you had caught Sanzu making out with some druggie whore, as soon as you walked into the scene you immediately ran out and went to go see Emma.

Not that she didn’t expect you to come to her crying about Sanzu, not like it was the first time it happened, she’d already warn you about him how his “whole vibe was off” and you “shouldn’t get involved with a guy like that.”

Knocking at the Sano residence door, you didn’t really care who had opened it your body instinct kicked in and hugged the person in front of you.

“Eh—!?” Mikey said in a confused tone, the blond completely ignoring how the smaller male was clinging to him and how he was silently crying in his arms.

The blonde looked down at the boy who was clinging onto him, as usual.. a thought really didn’t go through Mikey’s head only that the guy who was hugging him was actually kind of hot.

Unintentionally he was now staring directly into his eyes and you pulled away in shock, before you could run away or he could say something, you both heard a deep voice from the entrance, of course panicking your body froze completely in confusion while tears still rolled down your cheeks and you stood there awkwardly.

“Oi! Mikey, the meetings about to start soon!” Draken walked in the door, to see a boy crying and Mikey right beside him.

Was this a friend of Mikey’s? He knew he’d seen him around Emma whenever he came over, but his thoughts were interrupted once he heard Mikey speak up from the awkward silence that lingered in the room.

“Ken-chinnn.. can we keep himm?” Draken side eyed the blonde and looked at him with an angry expression “Mikey you dumbass! Its not like hes some pet!”

Naturally, with all the yelling Emma came out of her room. Also because she heard Drakens voice.

“Huh..? Y/N!” Emma quickly walked up to you and hugged you once she saw you crying, Draken and Mikey figured out the two were obviously friends pretty quickly.

Mikey would be lying if he didn’t find this friend of Emma’s cute, cute enough to cancel the Toman meeting too apparently.

you had calmed down after talking to Emma getting the whole “I told you, were too good for that guy anyways.” pep talk from her and the two just hanging out normally.

While Mikey decided to stick around at the Sano residence and catch glances of you.

Emma had left to go get a few batch of snacks for you and her from the convenience store nearby, knowing you probably weren’t in the mood to go outside.. she left you alone on the couch to wait for her while you just sat on your phone.

Mikey had wanted to approach you ever since the small little incident that happened when you first arrived, he couldn’t get over how hot you looked.

“Y/N,, right?” he asked and sat down next to you, watching as your head perked up in a little surprised manner and you set down your phone.

he found it all adorable.

“Ah.. yes, you must be Mikey then?” Mikey had to control himself, he couldn’t help how his eyes were drawn to your beautiful lips.

He’d never met someone as pretty as you he swore.

“You’re so pretty Y/N.” the words slipped out of the blondes lips, not like it wasn’t something he intended to say anyways.

Watching your face turn red at the complement.

Mikey and you yourself didn’t know how you ended up in this position, both of you in his room hoping Emma would take her sweet time with getting those snacks as the two of you heatedly made out on his bed.

Mikey’s hands roaming around your body while yours were wrapped around his neck, oh you definitely weren’t sad anymore.

You’d forgotten the entire reason you were sad in the first place now , this was too god to spoil with the thought of that bastard.

Mikey pulled away and moved down to place hickeys on your neck, letting you catch your breath as he pulled you onto his lap.

His hands still roaming and touching at your body, sliding underneath your shirt.

“y..y/n.. can I?” you nodded your head catching your breath from the earlier make out session.

Mikey slid his hands underneath your shirt, groping under neath making you let out soft mewls and moans of his name.

Before Emma came back the two were too tired out and ruined, laying naked with a blanket on top of each other while they cuddled up to each other.

Mikey and you could deal with this when you woke up, all Mikey knew is that you were worth canceling the toman meeting over.. and you knew Mikey was way better than Sanzu.

#tokyo revengers #bottom reader #male reader #x male reader #mikey x male #mikey x male reader #manjiro x male reader #manjiro x male #manjiro sano #sano mikey manjiro #mikey x y/n #mikey smut #yushi reqs #typicxlcato asks

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yan-lorkai · 7 months

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Maybe plat!soft!Yan Riddle hcs with a shy, timid and skittish mouse beastman darling in the same form as him?

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A/N: This is so cute 🥺. When I first saw the gameplays, bcz the game is not available on my country, Riddle was my favorite character and writing this remind me why. Hope you like it, anonie!

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Warnings: Platonic yandere, stalking, toxic friendship, humiliation, mutilation threats, slightly dezumaning.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Maybe Ignyhide, maybe Savanaclaw. You guessed, trying to think what kind of dorm would be best for someone like you, so quiet, so shy, avoiding looking at people as you stand in front of the mirror and await your fate. Your ears moving involuntarily as the seconds pass and the mirror echoes: Heartslabyu.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Heartslabyu. The Queen of Hearts' dorm. A dorm in which there are few beastsmen, a dorm in which everyone seems to look at you and your mouse ears or tail move, uncomfortable with the attention.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Life in this dorm is restless and several times a day, you often find yourself hiding from Riddle Rosehearts, your dorm leader, who seems to find pleasure in teasing you and offering you headpats (It's his favorite excuse to pet your ears). And truly you can't get mad at him for that, Riddle has those sparkles in his eyes whenever he can touch your soft ears or hear you squeak in surprise. And really this is better than be collared like your others classmates and friends.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ You catch his attention and only because of this fact do you become friends. Maybe you're good playing croquette or have an easy time dealing with the flamingos and hedgehogs, maybe it was your laugh or the delicate way you paint the roses red. Thing is, as soon as you catch his attention, Riddle starts investigating everything he can about you. Your likes, your dislikes, favorite food, etc.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ You and Riddle have a strange friendship - if you can call whatever that is a friendship, of course. Mainly pre overblot Riddle who likes to punish you in a different way when you get one of the rules wrong; he sentences you to spend the whole day by his side, it would almost seem like a normal date between friends if he didn't threaten to cut off your tail if you leave him even for an instant.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ And you, fearful and shy, give in, not wanting to find out if this is all a bluff or something real. Even more so when he could do worse than that, locking you in a cage and treating you like his little mouse. One for only him to see and care for.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Pre overblot Riddle has high expectations for everyone, but they're even higher when it comes to you. He wants you to always have the best grades, to always behave well, to participate in the same club as him and to have respectable friends who don't influence you wrongly. He acts towards you like his mother acts towards him. And it's terrible and suffocating, and you can't do anything but listen to him if you want to keep your ears and tail in place, no one would believe he threatened you in any way. He respectable, the example of what an exemplary student should be.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Riddle likes to put you in the spotlight when you don't listen to him. Do you want to run away from him so much? Do you wish so much that he wasn't around? Okay, then he won't be there for you, not even to help you when you freeze on stage and the audience just keeps staring at you, laughing, whispering about you and your failed attempt of speech. Plus he will still be there to ask you several questions, questions that he knows you don't know the answer to.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Your panicked expression is something he treasures after all.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Post overblot Riddle is genuinely softer, listening to everything you have to say and apologizing for everything he caused you, for the fear, the humiliation and the punishments. If you wish, as tradition demands, he will even bow to you as a sign of respect. He bow till his face is touching the floor, if that's what you want.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Post overblot Riddle knows he hurt you, he knows you haven't completely forgiven him for what he did and he's more than willing to rectify his mistakes. He doesn't know how to do that yet so he asks Trey for advice and he's trying every day to regain your trust somehow.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ He start small: handing you a cup of tea early in the morning, sharing his notes with you, helping you overcome your shyness and how to you express yourself more, letting you get away with it if you break any rules and protecting you from possible bullies who like to make fun of you because of your mousey features.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Forgive him or not, Riddle will not leave your life. He is determined to be your friend and your friend he will be one way or another.

#twisted wonderland #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere riddle #yandere riddle rosehearts #yandere riddle x reader #twst riddle #riddle rosehearts #riddle x reader #riddle x mc #riddle x yuu #tw yandere

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i0134 · 1 year

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...bf!ricky 🐾

warnings! : kinda bad first work typa post but i might've went overboard with the loml 🤗

bf!ricky is down bad for your affection. he is a bit awkward at initiating affection first but when you take matters in your hand and allow him to just bask in your warmth he is DEAD. he is squealing like a high school girl inside but tries to calm his rigid breathe and insane bpm.

bf!ricky is gonna spoil you rotten! expect lots of anonymous gifts and fancy outings from him (cuz he's young and rich)

"ricky i told you no more gifts without my asking didn’t i ?" you said in a slightly scolding manner as you open the lavish looking tiny box just to get blinded by the shine of a tiny yet gorgeous ring. ricky just shrugs and gives you a cute smile that has your hurt melting.

bf!ricky loves everything you do means EVERY SINGLE THING. it can be the most normal task like combing your hair infront him and he's swooning over you in no time but when you do something for him? he swears he's suffering from never ending cardiac issues but he isn’t complaining though 🤭.

bf!ricky gives you insane lover privileges. his double standard for you is so noticeable it has his friends crying how soft he gets when it's you. every mf can see how his gaze softens or how his face lits up just by the thought of you my boys ready to jump of a cliff for u fr. one fine dat ricky invited you to his practice in yuehua so he could show off his skills duh and when ollie just randomly comes up and says how hungry he is and begs ricky to give him a payback treat but he just keeps on pouring his attention all over you and proceeds to ignore ollie 😭😭😭.

bf!ricky will be pretty possessive towards you imo. how is he not supposed to get irritated when some random pest won’t stop gawking at what belongs to him aka you and disturbing his love life. one glare and those mfs are off to hell 😌💅. It's all fun and games till he gets mad for good oh boy.

uneasyness immediately took over your senses as soon as that barista in the cafe that ricky took you out wouldn’t stop staring at you and being the amazing boyfriend ricky is immediately starts to come for your aid not until that bastard just smirks at you with that nasty look when he shoots him a glare and the next thing you see is your boyfriend throwing the barista away like a trash bag after whispering smtg that has the man crawling away in terror "pathetic", ricky tsks clearly pissed but don’t worry he'll make it up to you ;)

bf!ricky who's literary the sweetest person in the entire universe he loves you sm he'll trade of everything just for you hell he'd sell his soul and do anything just for you so make sure to give him the love he deserves bcz you’re his lil happy pill his world his cutiepatootie <333

#boys planet imagines #boys planet #boys planet x reader #ricky shen #shen quanrui #boys planet 999 #kpop #fluff #boys planet fluff #boys planet scenarios

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hijackalx · 6 months

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*SOME DURGE QUEST SPOILERS*

***NONCON AND DRUG USE MENTIONS***

GORTASH SFW HEADCANONS:

ok to start i think when he was a prisoner his hair got rlly long and unkept and he hateddd it so the minute he escaped he chopped that shit off himself and thats why its so unruly lol (*EDIT he always cuts his own hair is what im sayin)

this man is such a taurus like everything about him screams taurus. has a taurus stellium fosho

would listen to superheaven

hes also sooo jenny by studio killers, disco man by remi wolf, happiness by the 1975 coded with Durge 😩😩

with durge hes also giving bf that ur dad hates but like thats canon. i think he likes that hes able to influence durge to the point that they rebel lol. the type of boy u run away with when ur younger

probably BLASTED jet black heart by 5SOS on repeat when Durge disappeared LMFAOO

also i kind of feel like the fearless buff to his clothing is more an insight to his character rather than him needing magic to not be fearful bcz he literally got the shit beat out of him everyday and lived in HELL how can he not be desensitized to everything at that point 😭😭😭 it does not get much worse than that my boy

hes so thique like hes just a big boned dude. tiddies SO fat too EUGH + thick shoulders/arms. he feels so warm and safe i just know it i just KNOW it gurl

also idk if it was supposed to happen but in my latest playthrough during the fight with him he dropped his bow and just started beating the shit out of us 😭😭😭😭 all hands baby like WHAT 😭😭 so i like to think thats his preferred method of fighting idk if thats canon tho i feel like i seen somebody talking abt that before but mightve just been another hc

occasionally does drugs. likes the ones that make him feel really elated (idk what theyre called in bg3 its some kind of dust or something) ALSO HC THAT HE WAS ON SOMETHING WHEN HE WROTE RHAT FUCKED UP NOTE TO FRANC (WAS THAG HIS NAME U GUYS KNOW THE NOTE) HE WAS OBVIOJSLY TRIPPING BALLSSSSS

lots of body hair…… everywhere……. straight and black body hair. that is so sexy to me let me smell the pheromones in your armpits king LMFAO (i think theres something wrong with me)

going off of rhat yes i think he smells good (DIVINE, even) as a woman that is feral and in heat all the time. but to normal ppl he may smell kind of weird. not STINKY stinky but like when u dont shower and ur natural scent starts to mix with the perfume/cologne ur wearing SORRY 😭😭😭 im trying to be realistic here. or maybe like when u wake up and didnt shower the night before and u can still smell the perfume/cologne u put on yesterday. basically what im saying is he might need to shower

hes just so masculine it drives me crazy I LOVE MEN !!!!!!!!!! I LOVE EEENERM. ME E WN

love language:

giving = lowkey getting acts of service vibes here but u didnt hear it from me 🤫🤐 gift giving too. tav is just his widdle babie and he wants to make sure theyre the happiest they can be 🥺😩

receiving = acts of service LMAO give and get back type of shit

relationship wise i think he is the most doting and sweetest person. like tav will never have to worry abt anything ever again bcz he will handle everything. takes care of them cuz they are his king/queen 😌

GORTASH NSFW HEADCANONS:

yeah going off that last hc he is sweet outside the bedroom but a menace in it. its just the way he is. its probably exhausting too 😩 like if u ask him to be gentler/less intense he will try for a while but probably wont enjoy it as much. he doesnt like to hold back.

i WILL say tho ☝🏻🤨 i think when he gets close to finishing he gets a little more soft/loving. he just has to get his badness out first yall its fine

HIGH libido wants to smash all the time. he also (POSSIBLE NONCON MENTION !!!!!!!) thinks that since ur his u should be willing to give it up whenever he wants it. (NONCON MENTION OVER) i think in the bedroom he sees u as a servant even if ur considered his equal normally. like hes a chosen of bane he has to feel like he has control over u in SOME way

can be selfish depending on his mood. sometimes he doesnt see u as anything other than a toy (lowkey hard for me to admit but i NEVA LIE GIRLS !!!!! 🙅🙅🙅) like can be such a fucking asshole about it too

BUT !!! when he is feeling generous he is soooo generous. EUGH like he will make sure u enjoy urself!!!! probably multiple times !!!!!!!!!!!!

dont know why nobody else has said he has a daddy kink. so obvious like call him daddy ms thing he will nut so hard. oh corruption kink too. like can u imagine Durge being so innocent when they first met cuz they were never allowed to get close to anybody and hes just sooo into it HELLO i got to write that fic NEOW

omg breeding kink too give him heirs. will fuck the shitttt out of u in a mating press. probably comes a lot too almost impossible not to get pregnant with him LMAO

likes to pick u up and fuck u. manhandling king. also will do the faerun equivalent to coke and wants u to do it w him then fuck nasty afterwards

i feel like he doesnt last an extremely long time. 15-20 mins is THE MOST youre getting out of him lol he just gets very excited (which is lowkey kind of cute??)

do i even have to say that this man is packing schmeat. heavy dick. heavy balls. allow me to bear some of that weight for u my liege 🤲🏻🧎

ORIN BONUS ????:

mostly nsfw

ok i didnt originally plan to add orin but listen….. gortash is a charismatic guy….. imagine orin was into him too LISTEN ! like shes jealous asf of Durge in that sense too not just bcz of them being bhaal’s fav. like when i think abt them i just am getting a vibe okay. this trio……..

every time she sees gortash and Durge acting close and doing all their yucky lovesick shit she just gets soooo mad. now imagine she shifts into Durge to get gortash to fuck her. yeah… yall seeing the vision? would he ever find out ?? imagine that was why he hates orin so much?? he doesnt want to tell Durge (cuz thats cheating hes not a cheater duh 🙄 plus hes scared theyll be mad at him) and thats why his explanations as to why he hates orin are so vague

#bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate #enver gortash #x reader #gortash #gortash x durge #gortash x tav #gortash x reader #headcanons #bg3 headcanons #my headcanons #dark urge x gortash

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𝐍𝐄𝐔𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄 ❞

— 𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 //

very nervous to post this ngl my heart is racing for some reason lmao. still not sure on the title of this fic cuz im not 100% certain if i will be writing a part 2, but if you guys will like this random idea that my brain produced on a tuesday evening then be sure to let me know. i can’t promise the timing of the chapters though bcz i have a very busy life, but i will try my best x

ᴘʟᴏᴛ: ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜᴏᴍᴇʟᴇꜱꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴏᴏʀ ᴛᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ꜱᴜᴄᴄᴇꜱꜱꜰᴜʟ ᴀɴᴅ ʀɪᴄʜ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ɪɴ ꜰᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴍɪꜱᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ʟᴇɢᴇɴᴅ — ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ. ɪɴᴛᴇʟʟɪɢᴇɴᴛ, ᴇʏᴇ-ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴇʀꜰᴇᴄᴛ ʏ/ɴ, ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴀᴄʀᴏꜱꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴘɪᴛᴀʟ ᴏɴʟʏ ꜱᴀɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʀᴀɪꜱᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜱᴘᴇᴀᴋ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ᴀᴡᴇ. ʜᴏᴡᴇᴠᴇʀ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴀ ᴛʀᴀᴜᴍᴀᴛɪᴄ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏ ᴍᴜᴛᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡɪʟʟ? ᴀʜ, ꜰᴏʀɢᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ — ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ʟᴀᴡʏᴇʀꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛʀʏ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ꜰᴜʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴄʀɪᴍᴇ.

art credit & word count: 5365

warning: homelessness, discrimination, growing up poor, violence, knife crime, description of physical wounds, hospitals, ptsd, muteness, psychological trauma, depression

— 𝑨𝑳𝑴𝑶𝑺𝑻 𝑺𝑶𝑴𝑬𝑶𝑵𝑬 𝑰 𝑾𝑨𝑺 𝑴𝑬𝑨𝑵𝑻 𝑻𝑶 𝑩𝑬 !1!

One of the first memories that you can recall back when you were only 4 years old — is your father crouching down in the middle of the street whilst picking up the coins that a rich bastard threw your way to have a good laugh with his friends. Your father was calling out for your name, screaming at you to help him and count all the mora, but you couldn’t move yourself out of the stupor. Your gaze was glued onto the laughing sickos that shamelessly pointed their fingers at your old man like he was a circus animal preforming for their entertainment.

That memory taught you two things. One, money was the access for power to do anything you could ever want. And two, money made people evil.

“Y/N, SNAP OUT OF IT ALREADY AND HELP ME!” You flinched at him as he grabbed your shoulders and shook you like a ragdoll. You quickly nodded, and crouched down by his side to collect the coins with your shaky fingers.

You felt something wet hitting your cheek, and with dread, you realized that it was not a raindrop. One of those assholes had spit right at your head. Right then and there — you wanted to aim a punch at his jaw to wipe off that smug, malicious smirk, but you knew you couldn’t do that. After all, you lived in Fontaine. These rich bastards definitely had the money, fame, and connections to put you behind bars for assault if you were to even try anything.

In the end, you were powerless. Because you didn’t have the money that they did. And because you were afraid to hurt people like they did. You were the two things — that made people weak.

If only you could change that, you would grasp at any chance that’d you get.

You stared down at the plate in front of you. It was a sad pile of canned beans, the same meal that you and your father had been eating for 2 weeks now. At least, you weren’t living with 4 roommates anymore how you had done in the past. You had no appetite, but you knew that you had to eat. You couldn’t get sick, and tomorrow you needed to have the energy to study and work around the house. Somehow, your father had actually managed to get the job working as the cleaner at the opera house, but it didn’t pay well.

Affording rent, food, supplies, and hygiene products sometimes felt impossible. Thankfully, you two fell in the lower range of income, meaning that there was no need to pay any taxes. And yet, your situation was not bad enough for the government to supply you with any financial aid. You two couldn’t even apply for bankruptcy, because then your father could potentially either lose the studio or his guardianship over you.

“Y/N, is there something on your mind?” Your father had asked, noticing that you were playing with your food.

“Daddy.. How do people become rich?” Your question made him pause, but he wasn’t surprised by its nature. After all, the only thing the two of you were thinking was money, money, money..

Money.

“That’s.. A difficult question, bunny.” He sighed, and wiped his mouth with a napkin before taking a sip of his water, “Some people are born into wealthy families, some people start get expensive supplies and sell them for massive goods, and some.. Are very educated, and they acquire successful jobs that pay well.” The look in his gaze grew heavy. He was only in his late 30s, but his wrinkles and eye-bags made him look older by at least 10 more years, “I’m sorry, bunny..

..Daddy is so sorry for not giving you a good life.”

Your father didn’t speak much of his past, but somehow you knew anyway. Your mother died during birth. When you were born your father was only half-way through his education, but had to abandon it in order to take care of you. He took two years off work, and both of you lived through his extra savings, until they had eventually ran dry. Your grandparents wanted nothing to do with your father. He was the last son out of 5, and they saw him as a leech trying to suck out their expenses.

And here you were.

Nothing to your name. Absolutely nothing. You didn’t even have friends, because children would always make fun of your clothes, and would always rub it in your face that you couldn’t afford to have toys like they did (from the fancy stores). Your dad many times crafted toys for you himself, but after one bully had broken a skillfully sculptured wooden doll of a horse that your father had spent hours perfecting — your toys became more than just mere “toys” — they were your little treasures. You didn’t want anyone to hurt them, as they were pieces of your father’s heart and love.

“Don’t say such silly things, daddy.” You got up from your chair and wrapped your hands around his neck; hugging him close. His form was shaking — he was holding back from crying as much as he could, “I am the happiest child in the whole of Fontaine.”

“Are you really?” He asked, and you nodded.

“Of course I am.”

You both knew that you were lying.

The older you got — the more you grew hungrier for knowledge. Your father on your 16th birthday gifted you new clothes, so you finally had something normal-looking to wear into the city. Most of your time you’ve spent in the library, studying everything that your eyes would land on. It seemed that you were a natural — you were meant for great things.

Subjects didn’t come easy to you, but you had the greatest motivation of them all — to be powerful. To have money. To built the life for yourself that was an opposite of the one which you had right now. You didn’t care if you had to be a doctor, a professor, or a lawyer. Anything would do, as long as you could actually eat warm food. Have nice clothes. Afford jewelry.

“Latin?” The librarian with curiosity picked up one of the books that laid by your side, “History, Biology, Anatomy, Herbology, Law, Politics, Sociology.. What subject are you actually trying to study?”

“Everything.” You answered with confidence evident in your voice, “I want to get a scholarship to the University of Fontaine.. My father can’t afford to pay for my tuition, so I have to be the best of the best.”

“You’re a star, Y/N. I bet one day I will be telling people that I used to see you everyday at this old, dusty library.” The woman petted your head in encouragement, and you blushed at her compliments and shyly looked away, “I am sure that no matter what you’ll pursue — you’ll excel at it. You’re clearly a born genius.”

“Y-you flatter m-me..” You played with the lock of your hair. It wasn’t everyday that you were showered in praise and encouragement, “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, child.” The old lady then went back to the front desk where a few people were already waiting for her to either borrow or return a book.

“Daddy, I’m home.” You walked into your’s and your father’s new apartment.

From a studio, the two of you were now managing to afford a one-bedroom flat. Many times you begged your father to sleep on the bed, and that you would take the couch, but the stubborn man never budged. He wanted for his child to have all the best in life that he could manage to give. You always had bigger meals than him, better clothes, freshly washed sheets every week, a clean room, and a lot of hand-built furniture and toys. Of course you didn’t play with the toys anymore, but you were proud to display them on the highest shelf of the armoire.

“Welcome back, bunny.” You heard his voice from the kitchen. He was doing the dishes which have been rotting around in the sink for the past 3 days now. However, he didn’t blame you — he knew that you were getting ready for the exams, “How are your studies going?”

“They’re going well, daddy.” You reassured him, and quickly left to another room to change into a homey t-shirt, “Let me help you with the dishes.” You insisted, to which the old man scoffed.

“Nonsense.”

“Your hands are all roughed up and tired from the day! Please, dad.” You begged him, and the two of you exchanged a long stare, until he gave in and left to plop down on the couch.

“Have you decided who you want to be yet?” He asked you, and you ignored his question. This line always made your stomach turn and twist in anxiety, “I am not trying to put any pressure on you, bunny. It’s just.. It’ll be easier to prepare for an exam if you knew which direction you’d like to take.”

“I know, dad..” You answered back to him, finally turning off the tap and reaching for the tea towel, “I know.”

You were 19 now, growing older and wiser. You eventually learned to make clothes by yourself, so now you were able to not stand out from the crowd of aristocrats living in the heart of Fontaine, yet save money with the wardrobe treasures. Somehow, you managed to make friends. They were all home-schooled kids, and with a small twinkle about your background, you managed to find a way to fit in. Life was slowly building its stairs towards your ultimate success.

And then, the day of epiphany came.

“Dad! Dad! I got in, I got in!”

You jumped from happiest like an excited bunny — very fitting to the nickname that you’ve had your whole life. Your father proudly looked at the acceptance letter for the law course that you chose in the end. They accepted you on a scholarship, so you didn’t even have to pay for education.

“That’s my bunny! Look how smart you are!” He hugged you tight and you squeaked from happiness, “We must celebrate! I might even get us a bottle of wine! We’ll drink to thank the Archon for my smart Y/N!”

“Dad, stop! No way you’ll actually spend the savings on wine!” You laughed, still not believing your ears. Your father had never ever bought alcohol, and now he was willing to get a whole bottle for your sake? Felt like your birthday!

“Not all savings, but we have more than enough to enjoy a bottle of good wine!” You watched your dad walk up towards the bookshelf and move around a few of your books, to finally reach a small leather bag with some mora in it. Should be just enough for a nice dinner with a bottle of wine, “We are going to a restaurant — the best in town!”

“Really?!” You gasped in shock. You were both ecstatic, yet anxious. Wasn’t this all a bit too much? Shouldn’t this money be saved for something else?

“You’ve been working so hard — you deserve a day of celebration before you go off into the world to stand on your own feet. Let daddy treat you to a meal one last time, bunny.”

You felt touched to the bottom of your heart. It felt like you were about to burst into tears. All your life you’ve been waiting for this moment — to become someone. Someone whose name will be remembered and respected. You wanted to be someone who had money and power. You wanted to buy your father a house by the sea, so he could always enjoy the beautiful sights of Fontaine. You wanted freedom to do what’s desired — and you worked harder than anyone to reach such milestone in life.

“I will make you proud to be my father.. I promise.” You said through tears.

“Oh, bunny. I have always been so proud of you.” He breathed out a laugh, “Forever and always.”

Years passed by in a flash, and you just celebrated your 29th birthday in your office, with a box of cupcakes by your side made by your good friend Charlotte. You now had a bachelor’s degree, finished law school as one of the top students, and passed the bar exam with flying colors. On the side, you even managed to secure yourself a phD in Criminal Justice. You had a few years of practice at a pretty successful firm, and had connections all the way to the Chief of Justice. You never met him yourself, but you obviously had seen him before. He had your interest, that’s for sure, but you were far too busy with your own goals to pay attention to anything else. Your clients were loyal to you, and had blind trust in your capabilities. Your name was passed from one rich bastard to another, and soon you were amongst the top.

The little Y/N was probably looking up at you in complete awe and jealousy. You were exactly what they wanted to be back then. Professional, intelligent, and powerful. But as you stared at yourself in the mirror — your eyes were still empty, your heart was still unfulfilled, and your stomach was still rumbling from hunger.

You were just getting started.

Perhaps, one day you’ll be the right hand of the Chief of Justice. Or maybe you’ll take over his position as a whole. You were limitless. You were meant for greatness. You were meant for leadership.

“Y/N, a client is calling. He’s requesting a meeting today, and he is saying that it is urgent.” One of your assistants came up to you with a worried look on his face. You were already getting dressed to leave the office, but paused. You checked the watch, and shook your head.

“It is 7pm, and I finish working at 6pm. I already stayed overtime. Tell him to come back tomorrow, I think I have a free slot at 4pm if I am not mistaken.” You tried to pass by your assistant, but he followed after you like a clingy puppy.

“B-but.. Y/N!” He begged, because he hated when he had to deal with your stubborn clients. Especially, considering your reputation, majority of the people who contacted you were scary criminals, because they knew that you’d get their ass out of trouble no matter the crime.

“No buts, today I will be seeing my father. I haven’t seen him for 3 years, and my father will always take priority.” You decided to exit through the back door, so that you wouldn’t have to deal with the mess which was about to go down.

“B-but, Y/N, please!” You shut the door in his face and sighed. You really did feel bad for Achille from time to time, but he got very good overtime tips from you, so you knew that at the end of the day he will definitely have an extra bonus for a good bottle of whiskey.

“Now, where was I..”

Fontaine was a prestigious place, but that wasn’t an equivalence to safety. From time to time, you would hear pleasured gasps from the darkened alleys or pained moans of drug addicts shivering in the cold. But the sound which had especially caught your attention were footsteps that have been following you for some time now.

You took a turn.

The person took a turn with you.

You crossed the road.

They followed.

You could smell the malicious intent from the dark figure. You didn’t want to turn around, because then the person would know that you knew. You were panicking inside, but didn’t let it swallow you as you forced yourself to think. It was late, most places were closed by now. You couldn’t be alone right now. Some bars had to be open.

Right.

A bar.

You should go to the bar — now!

However, luck was not on your side, you couldn’t see a single bar in the area. You saw food shops, clothes shops, a local clinic, a library, a few cafés, however, not a single bar. The one that did catch your eye had been closed for 2 months now after someone got accidentally poisoned with the Primordial Seawater which accidentally made its way into their beer.

Strangely, this didn’t seem like a spontaneous ambush. The location had been carefully selected, and your escape options have been limited ahead. With a curse under your breath, you also remembered that today was one of the bank holidays. You were working today only because you never miss an extra pay day, but nobody else seemed to be as crazed for a paycheck as you.

Many people who got sent to jail by your work would always promise to hunt you down when they would be let out. However, you never thought about it happening because you haven’t been in the field for long enough for some of your foes to be freed. So, who was this? Who was stalking you?

You reached into your bag, and pulled out a small mirror in hopes of catching a glimpse in their reflection. Your palms were sweating, and you were shaking without realizing it. The next thing you knew — you cursed under your breath — as the thing fell out of your hands and shattered against the road.

The sudden noise, set everything into action. You sprinted off the spot into a run, and the stalker chased after you without hesitation. Now, your adrenaline was pumping your veins, and it felt like the intensity of it would make your heart stop from overdrive. You were never much of an athletic person, but you were running like never before. The sound of your shoes clacking against the embedded stones echoed across the ghostly streets. The stalker’s steps reminded you of the sound that the boots of a hunter made against the ground whilst chasing their prey. Silent, careful, and concenrated at their target.

You felt like a bunny being chased down by its predator — a wolf. You had all the power you wanted at your work, but when it came down to it — you were just as weak as you always have been.

It was getting harder and harder to breathe, you had a stabbing pain in the side of your ribs, and you were now beginning to get an agonic heartburn — however — your legs didn’t stop moving. Your knees were starting to ache, your feet were getting sore at the back, your mouth and throat were turning dry as a desert with each passing second, but you knew that you had to keep running.

The moment you will stop — you will die.

You had no thoughts in the moment, just pure survival instincts have completely taken over control of your movements and body. You couldn’t focus on anything or come up with a clear plan — you were terrified for the first time in a while. Even when you and your father had lived on the streets, you were always allowed to wander off due to the safety. Where were the guards? Where were Fontainians? Why was it this empty around?

And then it felt like the time had paused.

The present had slowed down, and you could see everything happening in third perspective.

Your shoe platform broke against the slippery surface, and you lost your balance as you found yourself dropping down the stairs. You gasped; your ankle twisted in an unnatural way sending a jolting zap of pain throughout your whole body. But before you could even process what just happened — your body didn’t stop falling. You had nothing to grab onto, no one to help you, and so you kept falling.

You’re falling!

There was a dull thud at the back of your head as you had finally reached the bottom of the staors. You barely felt it, and you thought that you could get up just fine, but your body felt too heavy. It protested against any of your attempts, and betrayed you at the worst moment. Your vision was darkening against your will. Your mind was still sound and clear, but your body had began to shut down from the pain shock and potential concussion.

Now, the speed of your thoughts began to fade as well. There was a sharp sensation at the lower base of your spine, and your knee felt like it was locked in an unusual position.

You fought for your eyes to stay open, and felt everything come to a stop as Death itself stared back at your pathetic little form laying in the middle of the street. No, it wasn’t Death, it was the stalker leaning down and crouching next to your chest. The stranger rose his palm in front of your lips, and you held in your breath.

Something at the back of your mind told you to play dead, and so you did.

5 seconds..

10 seconds..

15 seconds..

20 seconds..

25 seconds..

You could barely hold your face muscles from twitching, and your lungs were beginning to ache. The bastard was playing with you. You could almost imagine his maniacal grin burning holes right through you, waiting for you to hiccup a breath.

You couldn’t do it anymore.

It was getting too much.

You had to take a breath.

You had to.

You were about to do it—

And so you did.

With a gasp, you instantly opened your eyes and rolled yourself to the side just on time as the stranger smashed his pocket knife to where a second ago was your head. Adrenaline was back all over again, as now you knew that this wasn’t just a desperate creep — this man was here for your life.

However, something seemed strange. You were certain that some of your limbs were twisted in a wrong direction and a few of your bones were broken. If he really wanted to kill you — he would have done it already. No, he wasn’t after your life. He wanted to see the terror, the agony, the horror, and consume it like a delicious meal. This was sick, and personal. Personal didn’t mean that he knew you, but it could indicate that he got off to this expression of violence for selfish and distorted reasons.

“You coward!” You gritted through your teeth; your eyes flaring with hatred. You didn’t want to die like this. You didn’t fight for your whole life just for this sicko to take it all away from you, “HOW. FUCKING. DARE YOUUUU!!!”

The freak laughed at your scream, and sat down on top of your broken and twisted body with a blade shining up in the air. His grip was tight — you were terrified. So, so afraid. You were shaking, it was cold, and you wanted to cry. You were a strong person, but such an unfair Death shook you to the core.

The knife plunged down fast and unexpectedly, but your instincts were faster — it never reached your chest. You managed to grab the blade with your bare palms, and held it on tight. The pain was agonizing, and you screamed like a howling animal. Your bright red blood was streaming down your wrist onto your shirt, your face, and neck. The freak couldn’t stop laughing, as he tried to put all force into lowering the weapon slower, and slower.

You were beginning to lose hope.

In that moment you remembered that your other knee was perfectly fine. As soon as you gathered enough strength, you sent a massive kick with your leg straight into his groin. Thankfully, he was caught by a surprise, and you managed to then send you final blow — with your forehead — you smashed straight into his nose, and finally he was the one screaming in pain. For some reason, you felt much more powerful than usual. It felt like you would move a mountain if that was needed, as long as you could stay alive tonight.

“What the hell is going on here?!”

You heard sounds, people’s voices and commotion. Your screams were not for nothing, someone finally managed to hear you. There was a group of Fontanians rushing towards your aid. At their sight, the freak grabbed his knife and quickly ran away. You reached your palm towards his disappearing silhouette, however, before anyone could catch at least one sight of him — he was already gone.

Without even realizing it, you let yourself fall into a deep sleep.

You woke up in the hospital all alone. There were no nurses around you, no doctors, no friends nor your father. The memories quickly came back to you, but you felt still. Your heart was racing all over again, but you had no energy to fight or run anymore. The logical part of your brain had already determined that you were saved, and hospital was probably the best place for you to be at the moment.

You thought about your father who never saw you in the end that evening, you thought about how long you were unconscious, and whether your clients have managed to find someone to replace their defense. You had a tendency to always think about others, but never about yourself.

“Y/N is awake!” You didn’t even notice Achille coming into the room. The poor boy had almost dropped the coffee which he was holding as he desperately called for the doctor.

“Ah, Y/N, finally awake!” Another male came in with a huge comforting smile on his face. He was an older and wiser doctor; you could tell by his composed walk and worn-off glasses. The grey hairs and wrinkles reminded you of your father, but you would think about that later, “How are you feeling?”

A simple question.

Why couldn’t you answer?

You opened your mouth just like always to speak with the voice which had never betrayed you before — but nothing came out. With confusion, you gently grabbed at your own throat as if hoping that the warmth of your palms would fix it. Achille stared at you in shock, and quickly reached for a glass of water to give to you, which you gobbled down in an instant, but your voice refused to come back. A dry, weak cough came out which burned and itched your vocal cords.

Completely stunned and puzzled, you stared at the doctor in desperation for answers. What was happening with you?

“That’s quite an unpleasant surprise..” The older male mumbled to himself, “Could you please excuse me?” And at that he left, leaving you in internal silence which felt like it could swallow you whole. Eventually, he came back 20 minutes later with another 2 doctors by his side. They looked younger, but all had a cloned serious look in their eyes, “Y/N, these are my colleagues. This is Dr. Laurent, he is our head psychiatrist, and this is Dr. Allard, who is our neurologist. We are not sure what is happening here, but before we continue further evaluations, I will give you a rundown of your physical injuries thus far.”

The man pulled a small chair to sit on and picked up a file with your name on it. This must have been the report from other doctors and nurses who have been taking care of you.

“You have a twisted ankle, a broken kneecap, a torn meniscus, you’ve suffered a blunt injury to the back of your head and a concussion, and to top it all you had very severe injuries inflicted onto your palms with a sharp object which we suspect to have been a pocket knife. You have been in the hospital for 2 days, however, we have already performed a few surgeries to lower the risk of infection or the worsening of your condition.” You nodded your head to urge him to continue, “We have stitched up your meniscus, and treated the wounds on your hands. We have also applied a cast on your kneecap to help it heal. You were actually lucky — the kneecap will heal quicker than expected with majority of patients, however, the rehabilitation for the torn meniscus should take up to 4 weeks.”

You could already feel a headache hovering over your thoughts. You didn’t have time for this bullshit. You had work, you had father to take care of, you had clients to help, and money to make. How could this have happened? Why did this happen to you? You were hoping for that attack to have been a cursed nightmare, but the reality was too depressing to accept.

“Now, since there was no damage to your throat or vocal cords upon initial examination, we would like for the neurologist to ensure that your muteness is not a physical symptom.” The first doctor welcomed Dr. Allard to begin his job.

In the end — they have concluded for your muteness to be a PTSD response to the event. They told you to stay in the hospital until full recovery. This wasn’t just for health reasons, but also a safety precaution. It was obvious that you were brutally attacked by a psycho, it would be beyond insane to just let you go back home completely broken down, vulnerable, and mute.

You fell at the rock bottom once again. It has been a while since depression had visited you like this. It felt like an old friend who would come and go, but only appear when life would throw its most tough battles at you. You’ve clenched your fists at the thought of how vulnerable you were right now.

“Y/N is not well! They can’t answer your questions right now — have some respect!” You heard the commotion right outside your door which peaked your interest. However, you quickly put the pieces together as to who were the uninvited guests trying to force their way through to you.

“It won’t even take a minute, we promise!” The doctors were pushed out their way, and the door into your private resting room was burst open. You winced at the loudness of their voices, “Sorry for the.. Unprofessional entrance.”

Before you stood Navia, Aether and Paimon. You have known those 3 for a while now — after Traveler had helped save Fontaine a few months ago from the punishment of Celestia, you made sure to show personal thanks and gratitude in the name of your Nation. However, you haven’t spoken to the blond boy and his fairy since. Navia on the other hand often exchanged her investigation reports and crime theories with you, but the dynamic was still too frail to be called friendship. Perhaps, you just didn’t let anyone get close enough to actually become your friend.

“Y/N.. I am so sorry for what had happened to you..” Navia started with his soap opera phrases. You didn’t want that right now. You hated being pitied, “We will do everything in our power to find the one who did this to you and to your father — it is my promise to you, Y/N.”

Your eyes widened and you stared at her in absolute horror. You felt your blood run ice-cold as sudden lightheadedness took over your consciousness. You thought that you would throw up right then and there.

Your father?

What happened to your father?

WHAT HAPPENED TO MY DAD?!

The doctors quickly rushed in as the machines hooked to your body suddenly went off with a loud alarm — which startled you further. Your body was shaking, your mouth was open in a scream with no sound coming out. You grabbed at your head feeling like chaos had completely taken over your life.

“LEAVE — NOW!”

The doctor screamed at Navia and Traveler who stood frozen in place from shock at how quickly they fucked up. Things seemed to have escalated out of nowhere.

“They are going into a shock — quickly — or they might suffer another seizure!” Doctors were talking to one another as they took care of you to bring you back to them.

You couldn’t cope with this terrible reality.

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(mockingbird au!) late nights - platonic!hughes

request: I love mockingbird so so much. I was thinking of something involving Luke too. Maybe during some summer night, where yn finds him in the kitchen. He can't sleep or something because he is getting to know someone and is doubting. And YN helps him and then also Quinn appears and joins to the midnight therapy season. And Jack finds them later and he is like, all heart eyes because he appreciates how his brothers simply included you in their life's and how you are one more. Like, he knows he doesn't have to worry because eine way or another you will be okay.

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you made your way downstairs, tiptoeing so that you wouldn’t wake anyone up.

it was your first time spending the summer with jack, and to be honest, it was going pretty well. everyone seemed to be so happy that you were there with them, and it was never awkward.

you felt like you belonged immediately.

it was the middle of the night, and you couldn’t sleep. jack had been knocked out, so you decided to come down to the kitchen, maybe grab a glass of milk, and then try to go to sleep again.

you weren’t expecting to see luke sitting on the chair, rubbing his temples with his phone out in front of him.

“luke?” you asked, coming around the counter. “shouldn’t you be sleeping?”

luke turned his phone off quickly, looking up to see you. he shrugged, laughing nervously, “i mean i could technically ask you the same thing.”

“couldn’t sleep,” you shrugged back. “i thought i’d grab some milk or something and then go back to bed. you want some?”

luke seemed to be relieved that you weren’t pressing the matter, “yeah, i’ll take a glass.”

you hummed in response, reaching for two glasses and pouring milk in them. on a whim, you grabbed the cookies from the cabinet, taking them out as well.

you and luke sat in a comfortable silence, enjoying your cookies and milk. even if you were new the the hughes household, you knew there was no reason for him to be up in the middle of the night unless something was bothering him.

“you okay?” you asked the youngest hughes.

“hm?”

“are you okay?” you repeated. “most people don’t stay awake all night for no reason. also, you’ve been looking a little stressed for a while. is everything alright?”

luke sighed, clearly debating whether he should share this with you.

“it’s just — i met this girl,” he muttered. “she’s smart, and kind, and funny. at first, i thought she was a little weird because she knows so much about everything, but she’s actually really cool. i just… i don’t know. i’m scared, y/n.”

you smiled softly, “hey, you don’t have to be scared about anything. if she’s nice, and if you’re happy with her, then that’s all that matters.”

luke shook his head, “no, you don’t get it. like, she’s — sometimes she’ll talk to me like we’ve known each other forever, but other times, she won’t even say hi when we pass each other in the halls. and it’s so weird, because i really like her, and i think she likes me too, but then sometimes i feel like she’s not as interested as i am. and then… and then she posts pictures of her enjoying her summer, and there’s some dude in so many of the pictures. i just — i don’t understand what to do.”

you sat there, allowing luke to rant to you, explaining the situationship that he had found himself in.

“let me see her posts,” you held a hand out.

luke raised a brow, but slid his phone towards you.

you scrolled through the instagram account, finding three new posts since the summer started. two of them tagged an account for photo credits, the other one was a photo dump where the person was tagged in multiple pictures.

you clicked the profile that was tagged, shaking your head to yourself as you realized it was private.

“one second,” you muttered to luke, who was completely oblivious and beginning to get antsy.

after a little more searching and a few more clicks, you handed luke’s phone back to him.

“well, one problem’s solved,” you grinned.

“which one?” he seemed more lost than ever.

you pointed at the tagged account, “the boy you’re worrying about, that’s her brother. if you scroll further down on her page, you can see pictures of him when he was younger, and he commented on an old picture saying ‘younger brothers are the best’, referring to himself. you don’t have to worry about her being with someone else.”

“but what about when she ignores me in the halls and stuff?” he asked. “like, is there a reason? what’s going on with that?”

you sucked in a breath, “that’s another thing i wanted to point out.”

“what?” he sounded concerned.

“now, i’m pretty much pulling at loose strings here, but i think the reason she ignores you sometimes is because of you.”

“heh?”

“okay, wait, let me try to explain that better,” you said, raising your hands in defense. “some of the pictures, especially the ones of her in your team’s hockey jerseys, people have been commenting some nasty stuff.”

“like what?” luke’s brows furrowed. you wanted to wrap him up in bubble wrap and hide him from the world. he was far too innocent to be out there.

“she��s your friend, right?”

“yeah,” luke stated, as if he couldn’t understand why that was a problem.

“well, people notice stuff like this,” you explained. “especially because you’re a hughes, you’re well known. they’ve been commenting stuff, saying she’s only using you or that you guys are hooking up on the low—”

“we’re not!” luke’s face was becoming red from anger.

“i know you’re not,” you remained calm. “but people are cruel, and it’s hard to deal with their comments. i think that when the comments get too much, she tries to ignore you, but she can’t really.”

“no one should have to go through that,” luke shook his head.

you smiled a little sadly. you knew that firsthand.

“honestly, i think you should just talk to her,” you explained. “call her, and ask her if she’s okay. let her know you like her, and you want to be more than friends. you don’t have to rush anything, you’re still young. but don’t waste this chance.”

luke smiled a little, “thanks, y/n. you’re the best.”

“what’re you guys doing?” quinn’s voice came from somewhere behind you two.

you turned, ushering quinn to the kitchen. “we’re just having a midnight therapy session. care to join?”

quinn looked at you guys, unable to figure out if you were joking.

“y/n gave me relationship advice,” luke nodded solemnly. “maybe she can give you some tricks to help build your game.”

you laughed, shaking your head, “oh no. i’m the last person you should come to for flirting tips.”

“you’re telling me you dealt with jack flirting with you before you dated, and you still don’t know anything about flirting?” quinn questioned.

“jack’s got the most game from the three of us,” luke agreed. “you’ve got to have picked up something.”

you shook your head, still laughing. “oh god, that man had no game, whatsoever. the first i saw him, he tripped — over his own words and then on the ground.”

quinn’s eyes bulged, while luke choked on his glass of milk.

“you’re joking?” quinn muttered in disbelief as you patted luke’s back. “wow, i would’ve never imagined jack to get tongue tied over someone.”

“when he said the first time he met you, he embarrassed himself, he wasn’t joking,” luke said, finally recovered from his coughing fit.

you shrugged, “he was a bit of a mess the first couple times we met. but he was cute, and clumsy in an endearing sorta way. don’t ever come to me for flirting advice because i have never flirted with anyone nor been on the receiving end of it. the fact that i’m with jack despite our first meeting shows how low my standards are.”

the two hughes brothers laughed, shaking their heads to themselves as they asked about more stories from you and jack meeting. jack had been cagey about the details, but you had no hesitation sharing them.

some time during your third story, jack padded downstairs, having woken up without you next to him. he stopped at the bottom of the stairs, smiling softly at you and your brothers, laughing and talking with each other.

he’d been nervous bringing you back to michigan for the summer, but there was no way he would let you spend the summer alone in new jersey. seeing you and his brothers get along made his heart happy.

he smiled to himself, listening to you talk. his smile dropped slowly as he realized the stories you were all sharing.

“okay, okay,” he stepped out into the kitchen. “i think that’s enough bonding for one night.”

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screech-bling · 10 months

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i finished TSATS a couple hours ago and i have a lot to say on some of the shit it’s been getting (keep in mind, i truly did not care abt solangelo before this novel… so this isn’t even coming from a solangelo stan)

TSATS SPOILERS

on nico’s characterization:

- before reading TSATS, i was the FIRST person to complain abt fanon nico. i’ve always HATED when ppl make him dark humor-y and proud and stuff bcz he literally grew up a catholic in 1930s. in the HoO and lowkey ToA era, his ass was NOT frequently making gay jokes and “lol i’m so dead inside” jokes

- i like how in ToA we get to see him be slightly less brooding than in HoO, bcz it shows us that he’s evolving as a person (kinda like real three dimensional human beings tend to do)

- in TSATS, with him now being in a healthy relationship and a safe environment, i think it’s fair to assume he’s changed. i would say the change was fast… but he’s a teenager, and coming from another teenager… im a completely different person than i was 3 months ago so honestly i can 100% believe it

- the one nico characterization thing i didn’t love was his talk w/ piper (and the lil nas x thing but i like to pretend that didn’t happen) … it was pushing it. but i’ll allow it bcz i imagine it could be beneficial to some kids… just wish that same message could’ve been conveyed through will or something?

on will’s characterization:

- i don’t think it’s fair to say he was just “dumbed down” or being an asshole… he was in tartarus. and he spends 90% of the book being injured or severely exhausted.

on them being cringe:

they’re teenagers and it’s a middle grade book. if ur gonna tell me u wouldn’t have said that kinda shit in ur first or second relationship as a teenager… ur fuckin lyin.

on them being a percabeth “rip-off”:

honestly, i truly thought this was the case until they started genuinely bickering. that’s when i realized that they’re a completely new archetype to the riordanverse… a VERY fresh and nuanced one at that.

- love for percabeth comes easy, percy’s bullshittery is endearing, annabeth’s know-it-all-ness(???) is endearing, they’re obsessed with each other 100% of the time. even when the other does something stupid it’s always “i was annoyed, but i love them so much”.

- for solangelo, they have moments where they are genuinely just annoyed and frustrated with each other because- say it with me now- they’re three dimensional!!! not every couple is percabeth, not every couple has to be percabeth, and not every couple should be percabeth. they’re very sweet (they’re my favorite ship in all of riordanverse btw), but also pretty unattainable and rare in the real world.

- i also think it should be noted that percy and annabeth went through a lot of their trauma together vs. will and nico, who didn’t experience most of their trauma together… so instead of it bringing them closer like percabeth’s might, it puts a strain on them.

in conclusion: TSATS is my second favorite percy jackson book. (my first being HoH)

⭐️ ☀️

#TSATS was not even bad guys calm down #don’t let the milennial humor ruin it all #and don’t let the concept of characters (who are teens) changing jumpscare u #rick riordan #riordanverse #rrverse #pjo #hoo #toa #the sun and the star #tsats #tsats rant #tsats spoilers #solangelo #percabeth

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jewish-vents · 2 months

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i’m so fucking tired of having to unfollow people because the stuff they’re posting is just so blatantly antisemitic and i know that most of them think it isn’t but that doesn’t make it ok that they’re reblogging “i can’t believe the same israelis that (something bad that one israeli citizen did 10+ years ago) are mad at palestine for daring to defend themselves. death to israel :33” or posts about how they “can’t believe this celebrity is a dirty zionist *sigh* time to boycott everyone who ever spoke to them” and then u find out why they’re being called that and they made a post saying “hey people being killed is bad, this obviously includes palestinians but also jews” and honestly like some of my jewish mutuals have a similar problem in the other direction (defending what the idf is doing right now because hamas attacked and stuff) but i’ve had to unfollow maybe one or two people for being too extreme in that direction i swear to god every other day i click “view post” under the filtered tags and it’s someone i’ve followed for months posting about how suicide is good when u scream a political slogan first or violent attacks are just “defending urself” or how those media controlling baby eating (((zionists))) want u to think there’s an actual antisemitism problem going on or whatever and idk maybe some of them would listen if someone explained to them how it was antisemitic but i know most of them would just call u a zionazi and tell their followers to harass u

anyways sorry for that complete lack of punctuation or anything i just had to rant bcz a good leftist blog i followed for a while reblogged something explicitly pro-hamas and yeah i am 2 seconds away from actually building that space lazer and blowing up the earth atp

Damn, that must have felt good to get off your chest. I get that

#jewish vents #antisemitism #antisemitism on tumblr #leftist antisemitism #october 7 #israel #i/p #suicide mention

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luvmyoui · 11 months

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four - why?

previous masterlist next

gp!myoui mina x fem!reader

warnings: toxic relationship, cursing, infidelity, sexism, pregnancy, teacher x student thing (v brief), mentions of sex, tell me if there's anything else!

word count: 2,313

a/n: PLEASE tell me m if this is going too fast, i feel like it is but i need an opinion frm someone reading it, bcz i have a faint idea but i think im going too fast yk?

before mina’s birth, due to the ultrasound pictures, mina was thought to be a boy. unlike most intersex girls, there was nothing unusual about her anatomy. when mina was born, she was recognized as a male and grew up being treated as one. mina wasn't always as bad as she grew up to be, in fact it wasn't until she started spending more time with her grandparents that her view on others changed.

mina’s grandparents were very old fashioned, they had strong beliefs and they tried their best to instill them in mina. due to the time spent with her grandparents mina eventually started acting the way they did and started to believe the same things as them. they believed that women were meant to stay home and take care of the children while her husband provided for her. their beliefs were passed down to mina who was the sole heir of the family, having had no cousins or siblings.

7th grade, that's around the time where most hit puberty. the same was for mina, when she turned 12 she finally hit puberty, but it didn't go exactly as expected.

“dad, my chest keeps getting fatter but i'm not fat, it’s like i'm growing boobs!” mina exclaimed to her father, she had never been more confused. what was going on?

the thought of mina being intersex had never crossed her fathers mind before the day this happened. It also could have been just the hormones from mina hitting puberty which was causing her to grow breast tissue. due to the fact that there could be 2 explanations to this mina’s father saw it best to have her tested. It may have just been her hormones, but just to be safe he decided to get her tested.

when the results came back it was uncovered that mina indeed was intersex. this information came as a shock to everyone in the myoui family, especially mina.

“does that mean my dick will fall off?! am i gonna become a girl?!” was what mina first said when she was told that she was indeed intersex and she was growing breasts.

“listen kiddo, your penis isnt gonna fall off. and technically you are a girl, but that won't change anything. you're still you.” mina’s father replied, trying to comfort her.

due to how many changes mina was going through because of her gender identity her parents decided to move to a new city to allow mina a fresh start. in mina’s new school she presented herself as a female saying that she didn't want to be trans and she would stick to the gender she looked like.

mina had never experienced something like changing schools, she didn't know anyone there. people had tried to bully her, tried to insult her. but it had always backfired, mina would never allow any disrespect towards her. especially from someone below her. mina often got into trouble, but her parents always bought their way out of it.

mina always seemed to be stirring up trouble at school, her parents figured it was because she didn't have anything else to do. due to this thought they put her in boxing, she seemed to like starting fights so maybe boxing would work as an outlet for her anger instead of her classmates. when proposing the idea, mina was ecstatic, she could now learn new ways to beat up the kids in her school.

despite her hard and mean demeanor, mina fairly quickly rose to be the most popular in her school. It had always been like that, mina being the most popular and sought out student by others. being the most popular girl in her school and the prettiest, she had many admirers, majority of them being males. her many male suitors quickly diminished though, when she was caught in the boys locker room comparing sizes with the quarterback.

ever since that day it was made known to everyone that mina had a dick, and a big one at that.

mina’s popularity wasn't just among her peers, mina was also quite popular among the teachers. she always turned her work in on time and was constantly participating during class. not only was she an exceptional student, but the money her teachers were gifted during teacher appreciation week made them like her all the more. for this reason whenever mina would get into trouble with other students the teachers would often turn a blind eye or take mina’s side. along with being arguably the most favored student, there were many rumors that she was favored in other ways too.

“hey mina, you know the new teacher, the hot one?” shawn asked, the quarterback of the football team and mina's best friend.

“yeah, i have her for history, why?”

“you’re always talking about how you can pull any girl in the school, so i dare you to fuck her and record it.” shawn said to mina and her eyes widened in shock, this was only their sophomore year. how early did he want her kicked out?

“fuck, okay. by next month ill get you a video of that bitch sucking my dick.” mina responded, she would never turn down a dare, especially one that included fucking someone.

and true to her word by the next month she had sent a video into the group chat with all her friends of the said teacher on her knees sucking minas cock. It made sense to them that the teacher would sleep with mina but to let her record it? everyone was baffled at how she did it. In response mina just said that the teacher obviously didn't know she was being recorded. the video for obvious reasons didn't make it out of the group chat but it did cause many unconfirmed rumors amongst the students.

although mina was known for fucking around, and never taking anyone seriously, that all changed when she met y/n. y/n was different, her beauty was on another level. The moment mina laid eyes on y/n she knew she was done for. that was the moment her reputation changed from fuckboy to lovergirl. she pursued y/n for months before she was given a chance but even while pursuing y/n there was nothing more that mina would want to do. y/n was it for her, she knew she wanted forever with y/n.

mina had never acted this way, she would skip out on parties to spend time chasing after y/n. she refused all advances from other girls saying she was taken, it might not have been official but the moment mina saw y/n she was taken. It wasn't like you were a nobody either, everyone knew the y/n l/n you were only second to mina in popularity. mina for some reason had never noticed you, too focused on her own life; she never knew of your existence until she saw you laughing with your friends at a party.

dating someone like mina wasn't always the easiest thing, mina had this huge superiority complex. your relationship with her was always you compromising on things. she acted as if she owned you, you weren't allowed to have any male friends, but she was allowed to be friends with anyone.

mina would never tell you, but she liked the power trip she got whenever she was with you. you were the perfect girlfriend, you never complained, and you always did what she said. mina never wanted to lose you, no matter how it seemed or how she treated you she knew that she’d never find someone like you.

when you had first told her you were pregnant mina couldn't believe it, it was like a dream. she had always wanted kids, especially with you. You were her girl and you were gonna have her baby. she honestly had no bad intentions, she always loved kids, having a son was always something she wanted.

the day she was told you were pregnant she called her grandparents, they were in japan so she couldn't personally meet them but she wanted their advice. the one person mina respected the most was her grandfather, and now that she was going to have a kid she wanted his advice. her grandfather told her that she should treat her girlfriend exceptionally because she was carrying the next generation. he told her that having a son was the best gift she could be blessed with.

with her new found advice and information mina tried her hardest to be an amazing girlfriend to y/n. she obviously wouldn’t lie and say she enjoyed staying up at night while y/n cried and vomited but she still loved y/n and her child on the way. sometimes she would question herself and why she was even doing all this, why she was missing out on sleep for this stupid reason. y/n could do this herself, why did she always insist on mina staying up with her. mina never voiced these thoughts but they stayed on her mind.

mina felt so accomplished when she found out that she had in fact gotten y/n pregnant, and not only that, y/n was also going to keep the baby. all of her friends were surprised when she told them and didn't believe that mina had in fact knocked up the y/n l/n. y/n was known for her reputation of being a virgin and never getting intimate with anyone, much less getting pregnant.

when the baby was born and the gender was seen to be a girl, mina was incredibly disappointed. she knew that y/n could have another baby but mina knew y/n would never agree to it. she resented y/n, it wasn't the child's fault for being born the way she was, it was y/n’s fault. deep down mina knew that no one was to blame but she could help but need someone to blame.

maybe that's what led her to seek comfort in the arms of another, y/n’s body wasn't as desirable as it used to be. you had gained weight due to the pregnancy and mina hated that, she would often make comments on your body and weight in hopes that you would change it. the change was taking too long and mina was getting tired of waiting. she had needs and if you couldn't fulfill them she would have to find others to.

mina tried to tell herself that it was you who made her do this, it was you who forced her into doing this. she left the home when you were sleeping and left to go to a party, ‘this is y/n’s fault, it’s on y/n’ is what she’d repeat to herself. she found someone pretty in no time, and she dragged them up to one of the rooms not letting her lips leave their skin.

as she fucked the other girl all she could think of was you, the way your eyes squinted as you laughed, the smell of you, the way you said her name. she couldn't do this. mina didn't realize it, but the tears were pouring out of her eyes and onto the back of the girl under her. she never hated herself more, she wanted to throw up. She hadn’t drank anything, but she felt sick to her stomach. she pulled out and pulled up her pants, the other girl was confused and as she went to ask mina what happened mina left.

she went back to her shared apartment with you and showered, she needed to wash it off, she felt disgusted with herself. how could she have done this, she sat in under the shower crying to herself. she hated herself for what she had done, she never thought of herself as cruel but there was no other word to use for her actions other than cruel.

her skin was all pruned up by the time she exited the shower, she laid behind you in bed crying quietly into your shoulder. feeling the wetness on your shoulder you slowly stirred awake and turned around to see mina crying. she refused to tell you what upset her but she kept repeating ‘i love you’ and ‘i'm sorry’. you had no idea why she was saying this but you just wrapped your hands around her as she buried her face in your neck.

after that day mina changed, it was a confusing change, and it led you to believe that mina was now cheating on you. after that day mina started acting more distant. you didn't know what happened but you could smell perfume that wasn't yours on her clothes when you washed them. mina was confused, maybe if mina was a different person she would've found herself wrong and changed. but in the end mina was still mina and she kept the thought that you made her do it in her head. the cheating stopped, but the way she treated you stayed the same.

the thought that mina was mistreating you never crossed her mind once, you were made to take care of children, to cook, and to clean. her telling you to do this was the bare minimum, in mina’s eyes she treated you amazingly.

mina never treated you badly, she loved you so much and she would never mistreat a loved one. her wanting to become an idol shouldn't have been a surprise for you and you should have supported her. she was the victim in this situation. maybe she wasn't as present in her child's life as she should've been, but if that really bothered you then it was your fault for not saying anything.

If mina really hadn't done anything wrong then why did she feel so empty as she boarded the plane to korea only accompanied by your words.

a/n: lets ignore that mina never had a boy name and all the other things that don't make sense🤗🤗 also im sorry if this is bad i didn't know what to write😭😭

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