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exhaslo · 4 months

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Puzzle Pieces Ch11

(Mafia!Miguel x Shy!Reader)

Ch.1, Ch.2, Ch.3, Ch.4, Ch.5, Ch6, Ch7, Ch8, Ch9, Ch10

Warning: Smut so Minors DNI, mentions of abuse, blood, murder, language, fluff, bullying, mentions of sex, car sex, cockwarming, praise

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There was a slight chill in the air as the season's first snowflakes finally trickled down the cloudy sky. The moment Halloween passed, the atmosphere just smelled like Christmas. Every store, building and park was decorated for the holiday season.

Despite the cold winter air, the citizens of Nueva York kept their fall attire of simple t shirts and light sweaters. Those from out of town were easy to identify.

Such as Eddie Brock, who wore a thick coat and hat as he stood in front of your supermarket job. Frustrated by the fact that he could see his breathe, Eddie made his way inside. He breathed a sigh of relief towards the warmth and proceeded to the bakery section.

"Excuse me, is (Y/N) here?" Eddie said smoothly with a charming smile. One of the workers glanced at him,

"Not sure, she works at the Deli."

"Oh, Deli? Really?" Eddie whispered and thanked the worker.

That was a surprise. You were too chicken to handle something as fast pace as the deli back home. Here was worse. Hell, Eddie wouldn't be surprised if he saw you with gray hairs. Just the thought made him snort.

"Is (Y/N) around?" Eddie asked your supervisor.

Upon hearing your name, your supervisor glanced up at Eddie. Not recognizing the man, your supervisor hesitated. Everyone in the supermarket knew that you and Miguel were a thing. Miguel had already claimed you as his own and everyone was to make sure you did not have a hard time.

It wouldn't be pretty if you did.

"She called out." Your supervisor said simply and glanced at Eddie once more, "Mind if I ask who you are so I can inform her when she comes back."

"Her boyfriend. She left while I was away for work, do you think I could know when she works next? I'm sure she will be pleasantly surprised to see me,"

"Sorry, can't give out that information."

"Not even to her boyfriend?"

"No." Your supervisor said firmly. Eddie scoffed slightly,

"Fine. I'll be back tomorrow then."

Once Eddie was out of sight, your supervisor was quick to reach for the store phone. You picked a good day to call out, but Jessica was not here to see this interaction. Eddie was a dead man if Miguel ever found out that he claimed to be your boyfriend.

"Yes, I have some news for the boss."

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You were ecstatic as Miguel took you out for the day. It took little to no convincing when he had you call out and already had his driver waiting. You put on your best clothes for him and followed Miguel everywhere.

Everything you looked at for longer than 10 seconds, Miguel ended up buying. You were quick to get embarrassed and tried to tell him to stop spoiling you, but you secretly loved it. No one had spoiled you the way he was.

"The bed is going to have no room for us if you keep looking at stuffed animals," Miguel whispered in your ear before kissing your shoulder. You felt your cheeks heat up as you turned to him,

"S-Sorry, they're all just so c-cute." You replied and grabbed his hand as you pulled him past the store, "B-But I don't n-need anymore!"

"Amor (love), let me get you everything your heart desires." Miguel said with a loving smile.

You hugged Miguel in response. You really couldn't believe how good he was to you. That and you kept forgetting that he was rich. Miguel will literally buy you everything you want and that was dangerous.

"I-I like those plush...B-But all I really want t-to cuddle with is...is you," You squeaked, hiding your face in your sleeves.

Miguel nearly groaned at your cute little confession. He just wanted to grab you by the waist and cover you with kiss and marks, but, you were out in a public mall. Miguel had a reputation to keep. He was just going to have to wait until you two get in the car.

As the two of you passed a large opening, Miguel looked down at the street below. Furrowing his brows, Miguel watched as a small crowd formed around two drug addicts being cuffed by the police. This was nothing new, but the drug was.

Thanks to the new mafia gang in town, Venom, a new drug has spread like wildfire. Miguel did not like it when his city and people were being threaten. This new drug was making whoever took it hallucinate that they were part of a hive mind and worshiped their King.

"Miggy, I'm going to get a drink. D-Do you want anything?" You asked innocently, unaware of what was happening around you.

"No thank you, amor. Here," Miguel gave you his card and kissed your hand, "Get yourself a snack too. You look a little pale,"

"Mhm, t-thank...you,"

Miguel watched you smile shyly, hurrying back to the line. He had to protect your smile. You were robbed of it so much already. As Miguel watched you, he felt his burner ring. Quickly answering it, Miguel moved away from other people.

"Sir, we got a tip from the supermarket. A stranger appeared and requested for (Y/N), claiming to be her boyfriend." Jessica said over the line. Miguel inhaled sharply,

"Did they send footage?"

"Yes, Lyla is sending you an enhanced image of her ex. We'll finally have a face to go with the name."

"The audacity for him to call himself her boyfriend, ha...Hahaha, I'm going to-"

"Hehe, what's so funny?" You asked, your smile wide as you drank your sweet smoothie. Miguel stroked your cheek,

"Nothing, mi dulce conejito (my sweet little bunny)." Miguel patted your head, adoring your expression, "Jessica, I want everyone to keep an eye out, okay?" He whispered.

"One more thing, Miguel. Apparently, Eddie is going to keep going back to the supermarket until he sees (Y/N)."

"That won't happen,"

With a click, Miguel hung up on Jessica and returned his attention to you. That smile of yours was being threaten again. As much as Miguel wanted to leave and go find your ex now, he couldn't leave you alone.

"Miguel, is there anything you want?" You asked, holding his hand.

"We're shopping for you today,"

"I-I know, but Christmas...is around the c-corner...and...and I want to get you s-something...t-that you'll like...or...need." You whispered, pressing your head against his arm. Miguel felt his chest tighten, wondering how many horrible holidays you've gone through,

"Anything you give me I'll cherish with all my heart," Miguel kissed the top of your head, walking around the mall some more, "But, if it pleases you, I can have my assistant, Lyla, help you."

"R-Really?! T-Thank you!"

Miguel was eager to gobble you up again. He resisted and kept spoiling you by buying clothes, gifts and whatever you looked at. He had forgotten about Christmas, since it really wasn't something that Miguel focused on.

Miguel probably should start getting his mother and brother something for Christmas, and of course you. Noticing one of the pop up Christmas stores coming up ahead, Miguel felt you slightly pull against his sleeve.

"Go on, conejita (bunny). I'm right behind you."

You squealed softly as you hurried to the store. Miguel chuckled lowly since it was one of those calendar stores, but it wasn't the calendars that made you excited. Miguel casually stood behind you as you ravaged the puzzles.

Now this gave Miguel an idea.

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You hummed happily as you walked out of the mall with lots of new puzzles. Sure, Miguel bought you plenty of other things, but the puzzles was what you were more excited about. Having his driver take all of your bags, you smiled as Miguel followed you inside.

"Someone's happy," Miguel teased. You slowly crawled onto his lap, pecking his lips,

"Thank you...so...so much!" You chirped. Miguel's hands rested against your waist, gently biting your lip,

"We have some time until we reach the restaurant." He groaned, slowly undoing your pants. You huffed your cheeks softly,

"D-Don't be t-too rough."

"Never," Miguel said with a smirk as he hand stroked your cheek.

You whimpered softly, feeling your heart race as Miguel started to give you an array of kisses. Although you said for him not to be too rough, you honestly loved it when he was. Slowly grinding your hips against his, you melted against his touch.

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Eddie cursed slightly as he walked down the streets of Nueva York. His hands were stuffed in his pockets as he watched the normal citizens ignore him. That was all going to change soon. Soon, his new drug was going to get into everyone's hands.

Everyone will worship him.

But, he couldn't without his star player. You. Eddie needed you to help put his new drug into regular citizen's hands. But you just had to move without telling anyone. You just had to be useless and make his life harder.

"Gentle, Eddie. We have to be gentle at first," Eddie whispered to himself.

He wasn't going to take you back without force of course. Eddie knew that he could still manipulate you to do his bidding. All he had to do was say a few sweet words and you would come crawling back to him. It was easy.

Stopping at the edge of a sidewalk, Eddie couldn't help but notice the fancy limo car beside him. He cocked a brow since the back of the mini limo was shaking. A soft chuckle escaped his lips, knowing that someone was having the time of their life.

The windows weren't even tinted that much. When the light turned green, Eddie went to get a glance as the slutty couple. His eyes widen as he swore he saw you moaning as you bounced on some stranger's dick.

"Nah, we're just seeing things now." Eddie whispered, before reaching for his phone, "But...I better get (Y/N)'s address just to be sure."

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You moaned loudly as Miguel held your hips down. You were clenching against his dick as your body calmed down from another harsh orgasm. You swore you saw stars as your body finally relaxed. Miguel chuckled, kissing your neck as he slowly started to thrust back into you,

"See? I said I would be gentle," He teased, rubbing your clit in the process. You wrapped your arms around his neck, whimpering softly,

"I-I know~ mhm~ B-But...W-What if s-someone...ah~"

"I can always lower the window,"

"N-No~" You cried out as Miguel went faster, "M-Miggy~ I-I w-wanna be able t-to w-walk~"

"You will, baby," Miguel chuckled darkly.

Flinging your head back as you rode Miguel's dick, you moaned as you felt nothing but pleasure. Miguel grunted as he pulled you back in and groaned as he started to get rougher. You gasped and cried as Miguel brought you to another orgasm.

"Miguel~" You cried out.

"Good girl, (Y/N)," Miguel groaned as he unloaded inside of you, "See, still gentle,"

"Mhm," You rested against his chest, calming from your high, "S-Still super e-embarrassing. A-Are you sure...y-your driver d-didn't hear us?" Miguel carefully fixed you back up as the driver looked for parking,

"I'm sure." Miguel smirked, pecking your lips as he trailed your panty line, "Want him to hear us?"

"N-No!" You squeaked, covering your face.

Miguel laughed towards your behavior and helped you out of the car. He wrapped his arm around your waist and helped you into the restaurant since your legs were still shaking. He glanced down at your flustered cheeks and thought. He needed to casually tell you that it wasn't safe to go back to work.

"(Y/N), what would you think about not working at the supermarket anymore? I can take care of all your needs." He whispered as the waiter greeted them. You glanced up at Miguel,

"B-But...I don't want-" You stopped, knowing that Miguel didn't think of you as a burden, "I-I'll feel like I'm...just using y-you. I-I want to w-work too."

"Then, work for me?" Miguel suggested as they sat at their fancy table, "I could always use an extra hand." He offered. Your eyes sparkled at the suggestion,

"R-Really?" You gasped and thought, "A-As much...as I-I would like a c-change...but...I...I really can't."

"Why not, baby?"

"W-Well...I-I haven't had...a chance to t-tell you...But," You covered your mouth, looking shyly towards Miguel, "M-My parents...o-own the supermarket I work at...W-Which i-is why...s-someone like me can e-even work...t-there."

Miguel's eyes widen as he proceeded this new information. The supermarket that he took care of his mafia business at; the supermarket were he got his goods from; the supermarket that Miguel had great connection with....was owned by your family.

And those same owners told your ex where you went.

"Is that so?" Miguel said with a devilish smirk.

This just made things even easier for Miguel.

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foxy-eva · 7 months

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Dancing in the Moonlight

Summary: Spencer gets creative in order to cheer up Reader

Request: could you please write about how sunshine!reader ends up having a bad day and grumpy spencer spends all day to no avail trying to cheer up the sunshine!reader. The thing that finally works is a little bit silly?

Pairing: Spencer Reid x GN!Reader

Category: Comfort, Fluff

Content Warning: Reader has a bad day and is upset but it's not specified why, mentions crying

Word Count: 1k

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Just like a sunbeam sneaking through black curtains you came into Spencer's life all those months ago. He would never forget the first time he felt the heat your presence radiated, warming even the darkest corner of his heart. After those long days of fighting evil, he craved nothing more than coming home to bask in your kindness.

However, when he entered your apartment that night, Spencer immediately realized that something was different. Where he'd usually find excitement and joy, he only saw a fake smile on your face.

"What's wrong, my love?"

Spencer found his place beside you on the couch, offering to pull you right into his arms. You hesitated, afraid that his touch might break loose the tears you so desperately tried to hold back.

Instead of accepting his embrace, you just shook your head and answered, "I just had a bad day."

Spencer knew that it must have been a truly terrible day for it to take away your smile. You were the most optimistic person he had ever met, always seeing the good in everything even when he couldn't.

"I'm sorry to hear that. What can I do to make it better?"

You just shrugged and leaned back on the couch, ready to simply wait until this day would be over.

Spencer, however, decided to make it his mission to cheer you up. After giving it some thought, he realized that he had no idea how to do that, though. Usually your roles were reversed with you being the one to comfort him after a bad day. You were the one who – without fail – always managed to light up his life.

Now it was his turn to do the same for you. He just needed to figure out how.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He offered.

You shook your head while sinking back further into the couch. Spencer reached out his hand to brush over your fingertips. His touch was soothing, so you opened your palm to take his hand in yours. He moved closer to you until his shoulder touched yours.

When you locked eyes with him you managed to flash him a timid smile, not as genuine as usual but less fake than before.

"Hey," Spencer whispered.

"Hi," you breathed.

His lips found yours in a brief and innocent kiss. It wasn't enough to make up for what happened today but you appreciated his attempt to light up your inner spark again.

Spencer quickly noticed that his nearness alone wouldn't be enough to cheer you up.

"Are you hungry?" He asked. "I could make you something to eat."

"I already had dinner earlier," you declined his offer.

He got up from the couch to turn on the TV and put on your favorite show before disappearing in the kitchen for a few minutes. When he came back he handed you a mug with freshly brewed tea.

"Thank you," you said while taking the beverage. "I really appreciate it."

It was true, you did appreciate his attempts to make your day better. It didn't work though. As he sat with you to watch the show while occasionally checking your facial features, he realized that, too.

"You're still upset," he stated with a frown present on his face.

"Sorry, I–"

"Don't apologize," he interrupted you. "It's not your fault. I just hate that I have no idea how to help you. You're always there for me and know exactly what to do or say and here I am… so…lost."

"It's okay, Spencer. I'm sure it'll just pass. Tomorrow is a new day."

"No, don't you try to cheer me up!" He protested. "This is about you. I really want to make you feel better."

You turned your head to look out the window. The sun had already set, all you could find was darkness on the other side of the glass. It almost felt like a metaphor for that day, as if all you could do was to wait for the next morning to let the rising sun warm your heart again.

Spencer couldn't accept that, though, so he suggested, "We could go for a walk. Maybe the fresh air will help you clear your head."

It was worth a try. Chilly air met puffy cheeks when you stepped outside, Spencer’s hand immediately reaching out to intertwine his fingers with yours. Walking side by side, you followed his lead, unable to make a decision as to where to go yourself. Soon you stepped into a park together, noticing how a mild breeze created a rustling sound as it met leafy trees.

Tilting your head, your eyes wandered over the night sky. The moon was bright and big, almost looking unreal from your point of view. Although it was only borrowing its light from the sun, it still did its bet to illuminate your path.

Very sudden and without a warning Spencer stopped his motions to step in front of you. He softly smiled at you when he said, "Dance with me."

Those were words you never thought you'd hear from him, so you asked in disbelief, "What?"

He gently got ahold of your wrists to move them to his shoulders before he grabbed your waist.

"Dance with me," he repeated.

And so you did.

At first you just swayed from side to side, not unlike all those kitschy prom scenes in teen movies. There was no music playing but that was alright, the sound of the wind was your beat while some sleepless bird sang the harmony. When Spencer made the first step, you simply followed his motions.

It was clumsy and graceless but he didn't give up, not even when he almost fell over his own feet. The smile slowly forming on your face spurred him on to keep going despite his lack of skill. There was no holding back the laughter spilling from your lips each time your chests almost collided because you missed a step.

However, after a few moments your body moved naturally with his, almost as if you had done that a million times before. Your smile grew bigger with each spin, making you slowly forget the sorrows of the day. And although the sunrise was still many hours away, just like that your inner light began shining again.

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ox1-lovesick · 11 months

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✶ ─── TOMORROW X TOGETHER AND WHEN YOU LOOK MOST BEAUTIFUL TO THEM

pairing(s). txt x gn reader genre fluff warnings. none(?) wc. 100-200 each

type. headcannon , reaction

a/n. guess who wrote something *everyone applaud* please enjoy this I forced myself to write it because I haven't posted anything since queen elizabeth graduated high school 🥰

★ YEONJUN could already stare at you for hours on end — you always looked so effortlessly beautiful in his eyes, they can't help but wander back to take you in every now and then. You're the prettiest thing he's ever seen, but there's something different about you right now. About your furrowed eyebrows and small pout, about your fleeting gaze, stuck between your laptop screen and notebook as you read over the problem for the nth time hoping it will all magically make sense soon. You look outrageously adorable to him right now, laser focused on solving this equation of letters and numbers so you can move onto your next set of notes. He'd pull out a chair and sit next to you every time, resting his head against the palm of his hand as he watched while you busied yourself with whatever you needed to get done. Sometimes he'd sit and stare in silence, others he'd fondly brush the stray strands of hair away from your eyes so you don't have to, but every time without fail, his eyes would be trained on nothing but you.

★ SOOBIN loved taking care of his skin. It felt like a checkmark in his day, the last task at hand before he could melt into his bed and forget his worries until morning. He instantly felt lighter after taking all his make-up off and gently applying his moisturiser, but doing it with his favourite person makes just that much better. He especially loves when he doesn't have the energy to do it himself, leaving you to do it for him. Fingers gently tapping the products into skin with care, with the occasional kiss on his nose, but what he loves most of all is the sight of you, bare faced and sleepy. Some days he'd feign exhaustion just to stare into your eyes and hold your waist while you massage serum into his skin. He loves you no matter how you look of course, you're always beautiful to him. But being barefaced with each other is intimate, especially when he has to look his best everyday

★ BEOMGYU was never fearful about the sun exploding in 70 something million years, why would he be when he had the replacement right in his arms. Your smile was more than enough to sustain life and light up the solar system. His theory may not be scientifically correct, but in his eyes, it was simply the truth. What a heinous crime it is that you don't own multiple peace prizes for this sight alone—it never failed to make his heart beat out of his chest every time you graced him with its presence. He gets teased to no end by the guys for being horrendously down bad and staring at you with 'goo goo' eyes whenever your lips curl upwards, but how could he help himself? He's sick in the head, mind stuffed full of you and that pretty smile. It's his kryptonite, his one and only weakness, and no one knew it better than you after walking home hand in hand with your brand new jigglypuff plushie and -62837 won in Beomgyu's wallet.

★ TAEHYUN was so weak for things like this. Even under all those muscles he spends hours perfecting at the gym, he's rendered completely and utterly powerless. Weak for holding you closer, weak for pressing a kiss to your forehead, weak for you nuzzling your head further into his chest, weak for falling asleep with the person he adores more than anything next to him, safe and sound in his arms. He always fell asleep much later than you, because he has no self control and can't help but stare. Ever since he'd met you, he's become a morning person. Not because he enjoys starting his day early to be more productive (or to spend another 86 years in the gym) but because he gets to wake up like this. Your limbs tangled in each other, soft breaths against his neck, covered in the warmth of his duvet and comfort of each other. And if you'd allow him to, he'd spend every morning like this for the rest of his life, and die a happy man.

★ HUENINGKAI is a fan-favourite. And while his band mates make it well known who their favourite maknae is, for the sake of their feelings he tells them he loves them all equally, and keeps his favourite a secret. A secret from everyone but you, who just so happens to be said favourite. And his favourite sight on his favourite person? The face you made when he revealed his secret to you. The way your eyes widened, the knowing smile that crept its way onto your face, your nose scrunching in delight, if he could have that moment tattooed on the inside of his eyelids, he'd probably forget what the world looks like from having his eyes closed all the time. He loves this look on you, how excited you get when talking about the drama going on with your classmates or your masterplan to take over the world. Your eyes twinkling and hands flying all over the show because your emotions are just too strong to keep them confined. It might just be his favourite sight of all time, and while he's itching to screech about how adorable you are, he'll keep it his little secret for now

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yuna542 · 1 year

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Connected (OT8 x reader)

Part 1

Pairing: 3Racha x reader

Genre: Smut, Angst, Fluff

Warnings: 18+, Suggestive Themes, Swearing

Word Count: 3.3k

Note: That‘s the first chapter of a series, I‘m writing. It‘s my first time on tumblr… So I‘m a bit confused 0.0

On your first day of your new job as the personal manager of Stray Kids, you didn't expect to be standing in front of the man you made out with last night in a club. But it soon becomes clear that the Stray Kids don't just want you as their manager.

Will this passionate arrangement end your career?

It was one of those goldfish nights where you felt the need to drift in the waters of ecstasy and then forget everything naughty you had done. As if it had never happened.

Everyone did that when they shut down for an evening and dropped all inhibitions.

You'd go to a club, surrender to the neon lights, the sound of the music, and the alcohol, only to pretend the next day that you'd never danced close with strangers, drunkenly ripped your clothes off, or disappeared into a dark corner with the next best guy.

Tonight was one of those nights.

Your group of friends from university had invited you to go to one of the best and trendiest clubs in town, as they said. You didn't go out partying often, but when you did, you left all your worries at home for one night, and tonight was exactly the night you had something to celebrate.

After years of unsuccessful job hunting, you had finally gotten an acceptance letter.

Tomorrow afternoon would your first day at the new company start. Since you had only been living in Korea for a few months, you didn't know the company, so you were even more surprised when you got an acceptance letter for the job after only three days. It seemed like, they liked your profile so much, that they immediately chose you.

You had experience as a music and media journalist and had worked all over the world. Maybe that was exactly what they wanted.

So, to get rid of the excitement, you had accepted and gone to this club with old friends to have fun.

The bass vibrated in your ears and the lights immediately lulled you into the boisterous atmosphere.

Only after a few minutes you stood at bar and ordered the drinks for everyone. There was a group of seven people and you had lost three rounds of scissors-stone-paper. So now you had to take care of the drinks.

Once you ordered everything from memory and remembered the extra requests, even the bartender was impressed.

While he mixed the drinks, you leaned against the bar and looked towards the table that your friends had meanwhile conquered.

"You were able to memorize all that?", asked someone to your left, who was apparently also waiting for his drink.

"Sure... I have a pretty good memory”, you returned, giving the young man a curt look.

He smiled and that's when the bartender came over and set three drinks out for him.

His dark hair fell into his forehead and you looked at the silver rings on his fingers.

"That makes me jealous. I keep forgetting important things..."

He was cute, you had to admit. Although he was obviously trying to look tough with the tank top and leather jacket, his features were soft and his eyes sparkled like buttons in the spotlight. He was a weird mixture between hot and adorable.

You were served your first drinks and averted your eyes from the odd stranger.

"But I'll definitely remember your face!"

Your eyebrows shot up, as his pickup line was actually quite smooth. You turned back to him and couldn't help but smirk at his expectant look.

That's when you spotted two other guys behind him. They were whispering and giggling like kids while watching their friend. Apparently, he hadn't come to the bar just for the drinks.

"Are you flirting with me?", you asked, leaning back against the counter with a teasing grin.

He tilted his head and the corners of his mouth lifted mischievously. In fact, he was really attractive and you couldn't help but stare at him.

"I don't know... Does it work?”

This time you actually had to laugh.

"I gotta go, but feel free to tell your buddies I'm all over you”, you replied, nodding in the direction of the other two, who couldn't avoid to look over at us unobtrusively.

He glanced over his shoulder briefly and then grabbed his forehead with one hand.

"Those idiots..." he muttered more to himself and then put on an apologetic smile.

So you waved at a couple of your friends to help you with the drinks and carry them to the table.

"See you around”, you said goodbye and he just raised his hand sheepishly.

Back at your table, your friend Aiki grabbed you roughly by the shoulder and shook you.

"That guy at the bar! Were you talking to him?"

Confused at her excitement, you glanced again at the bar, where he was now carrying drinks to his friends.

"Yeah, why? He tried to flirt and obviously failed... Although he's really cute," you said with amusement, swirling the straw in your drink.

“No way!”

Her eyes nearly fell out of her head and you still didn't understand.

"What's so special about him?"

"I'm pretty sure that's Han", she explained, as if you had the slightest idea who she was talking about.

When you didn't reply, she said:

"Han Jisung! He is a member of this new K-pop band. They won a big survival-Show a few years ago, and everyone's been really into them ever since."

Sometimes you forget that in addition to her job as a journalist in Korea, she also had a fondness for all K-pop bands. She was almost obsessed with them. BTS was the reason she had gotten into the media world in the first place.

You, on the other hand, had only recently returned to Korea. Even though you were born here, you had spent very little time in the country.

The evening took its course and soon the shot glasses were piling up in front of you, the music sounded more and more enticing and eventually you were magically drawn to the dance floor with a few of your friends.

Another passion of you was dancing.

You had even given dance lessons in America to teenagers and young adults your age. You missed dancing here in Korea.

Therefore, it hardly took a second for you to move your body to the music. It was your very own therapy that brought your mind and body back into harmony.

The music flowed through the speakers directly into your blood and with the alcohol, any inhibitions fell away. Soon you lost your girlfriends somewhere among the people and danced alone. You didn't mind, but that's when you felt someone approaching from behind.

"Don't be startled", a soft voice murmured, and you looked over your shoulder into a frighteningly beautiful face.

Torn from your movement, you stumbled against his chest and he placed a hand firmly on your hip to keep you from losing your balance.

Astonished you turned around completely and the man looked as if he already regretted having approached you. He ran his hand through his dark hair and his biceps stood out.

He was wearing a simple shirt with a denim jacket and the broad shoulders and shy smile didn't quite want to match.

"My friend didn't mean to scare you away earlier. If he said something stupid, I'm really sorry."

That's when you finally recognized him. He was one of that K-pop-Han's friends.

"His pick-up line actually wasn't that bad", you admitted, brushing a strand of hair out of your face.

In front of his broad shoulders, you suddenly felt small.

Now he looked genuinely surprised.

"Oh... Okay. Do you want to maybe have a drink with us? He could apologise and you seem a little lost all by yourself."

Judging by his engaging aura, maybe he was also part of that band you had never heard of. However, you highly doubted it. Idols were not that friendly. In all the interviews you had done with K-pop bands, the members had always been reserved and cold.

The man in front of you, on the other hand, radiated warmth and his eyes reflected a gentleness that contrasted completely with his massive appearance.

You nodded, after all you didn't feel like looking for your friends. You might as well use the time to meet new people. And the guy made you really curious.

Relieved, he exhaled loudly and let you walk ahead. He led you to a sitting area, where black sofas stood. There you already discovered the guy from the bar, who was talking to the third person.

When he spotted you,he fell silent and looked at you as if he had been hit by a punch.

"I'm Chan, by the way”, the man next to you introduced himself and gave you a soft smile.

"My name is Y/N”, you introduced yourself as well. He smiled broadly and you could only stare at his dimples for a moment.

As you got to the others, his buddy now looked to you and immediately grinned like an idiot.

If Chan was broadly built, this guy was a wall. He wore a tight black shirt under which his defined muscles were very present and the sleeves were so tight around his upper arms that you feared they would burst at any moment.

But he was also unusually attractive. There was something about them all that made it impossible to look away.

"Guys, this is Y/N”, Chan introduced you, and the muscleman stood up to bow curtly.

"I'm Changbin. So our Hannie didn't scare you away too much?"

Said Hannie was still sitting frozen on the sofa, looking at you as if you had flown across the room on a unicorn.

"No, he was actually quite charming. A little awkward, but nice”, you replied with amusement, glaring at him.

"You hear that? She didn't think it was as terrible as it looked from here."

Changbin patted his friend on the shoulder with a chuckling laugh, and he just puckered his mouth in embarrassment.

Then suddenly Chan was standing next to you again with two drinks in his hands. You hadn't even noticed he was gone.

"I didn't know what you wanted, so now I just got a strawberry margarita and a caipirinha. Have whatever you want! I'll have the other one then."

Surprised by his kindness, you blinked at him a bit surprised. Never had a guy been so accommodating in a bar.

"I'll have the margarita. Thank you.”

You sat down and ended up between Jisung and Chan. It wasn't long before Han had regained his confidence back and you were toasting, chatting, and you completely lost track of time.

The guys were really friendly and even though you were the only woman, you didn't feel the least bit uncomfortable in their presence. You even felt quite safe, which was naive considering that you had met them only a few hours ago.

But the alcohol helped to throw all worries overboard.

"I've seen you dance.... Do you do it professionally?", Chan asked, and you felt his thigh brush yours.

Restlessly, you tugged at the hem of your black dress. It reached your thighs and nestled comfortably against your body. Han looked at your legs and cleavage when he thought you wouldn't notice.

Chan, on the other hand looked so deeply into your eyes that you feared he could read your mind.

"I'm a dance teacher. But it's just a hobby."

Changbin leaned forward with interest and nodded.

"What do you do for a living?", asked Han now, and you tried to ignore Chan's hand resting on his thigh, almost touching your leg.

"I'm a music journalist. In fact, I moved back to Korea because I got a job here."

"That sounds exciting!" said Chan, his knuckles seemingly inadvertently brushing you bare skin. Your foggy mind immediately wondered what he would look like without the tank top.

Before you got even more lost in his eyes, you asked:

"And you guys? How do you know each other?"

"We were trained together and we also work together now”, Changbin began, and you noticed the warning looks from the other two.

"So you're self-employed?", you probed further.

Maybe your friend had been mistaken and they weren't in a band at all. Chan nodded quickly before Jisung could open his mouth.

"Yeah right. Us and some friends developed our own brand."

"Sounds cool”, you replied, as the alcohol gradually drove you away from the conversation. You were finding it harder and harder to focus between the men.

So you asked: "Are you guys coming to the dance floor?" You had to do something to get away from Chans teasing hands, Jisungs sweet glares and Changbins biceps.

Han pouted and shook his head.

"I'm going to stay here. Unfortunately, I hurt my foot and need to take it easy."

He really looked like he wanted to sprint out onto the dance floor but couldn't.

"I'll stay with Hannie”, Changbin said, leaning back on the sofa.

"Just the two of us, then", you said to Chan.

Before he could talk back, you pulled him to his feet by his arm and dragged him toward the dance floor.Once there, you turned to him and began to move automatically to the beat of the music.

The alcohol made all the people, the music and the lights melt into one mass and before you understood it, you were dancing pressed tightly against Chan.

At first he was timid, as if he was afraid to touch you, but gradually he became bolder. He also moved smoothly. Controlled and conscious.

Like a dancer.

"You can dance?", you asked amused, wrapping your arms around his neck. He laughed sheepishly and put his hands on your waist.

"A little”, he replied close to your ear so you could hear him over the loud music. Up close, his lips looked even more enticing and you wondered if they tasted as sweet as they looked. His eyes were now roaming up and down your face as well.

You turned and leaned back against his chest and pressed your ass agains his body. A knowing grin spread across your face as you felt his fingers digging harder into your sides as you rolled your hips against his.

He moved with you and with every little touch, the air charged electrically. You were insanely hot and his shirt was also sticking to his body by now. You grinded your ass harder against him and he immediately had to gasp right at your ear.

That's when he quickly turned you around so that you bounced against his chest.

"What are you doing?" he murmured in your ear and you let your fingertips trail over his chest.

"Nothing...", you replied, looking at him through your long lashes. The corners of his mouth slowly lifted and he began to get into the game, letting his hands wander down your back until they were firmly pressed against your ass.

The alcohol breathed carelessness and desire into the two of you.

His lips hovered in front of yours and suddenly you didn't hear the music anymore. His hot breath bounced against your lips and that's when he started spreading kisses on your neck. Overwhelmed by the sudden tension on your skin, you curled your fingers into his shirt.

His lips brushed over your skin as light as a feather, down to your collarbone and finally to your cleavage.

He looked up at you, and the same heat that tightened into a ball in your stomach was reflected in his eyes.

Without thinking any further, you grabbed his hand and pulled him off the dance floor. As soon as you were a little off to the side, in a corner that was dimly lit, you felt his hands on your waist.

Stormily, he pressed you against the wall and that's when his lips finally collided with yours.

That embarrassed, charming boy from before was gone. In its place had come a passionate and wild tornado that swept you helplessly along with it.

His lips moved hard against yours as you buried your hands in his hair.

His broad shoulders shielded you from the rest of the club, and your heart beat so loudly it felt like it wanted to jump out of your chest.

His hands were everywhere, exploring your body, every curve and every patch of skin not covered by fabric.

For a moment, he broke the kiss so you could both catch your breath. His forehead was pressed firmly against yours and there he was grinning again as sheepishly as before.

You were breathing heavily and he shook his head slightly.

"I don't usually do this", he muttered and that's when your eyes met.

"Yeah, me neither", you replied.

That was the truth.

It took a long time for someone to pique your interest, and you usually didn't let people get to you that easily.

But with Chan, suddenly this heat was flowing in your veins and you couldn't turn off the desire even if you tried.

"Actually, I wanted to help Jisung.... I'm a horrible wing man."

"Yeah that's right. Your pretty bad…”

As if he actually had a guilty conscience, he pressed his lips together.

That made you laugh and you had to put your hand over your mouth as he eyed you with those dark eyes.

"Do you regret it?", you asked after a short silence.

Directly, he shook his head.

"No. Definitely not. You're stunning."

That did bring a blush to your cheeks.

Not wanting him to see how much his words flattered you, you pulled him closer again and kissed him intensely.

He pressed you against him until you felt his bulge clearly against your already soaked cunt.

"I want to fuck you right now”, he growled with a deep voice, that turned you even more on.

An excited moan escaped you and you rolled your hips harder against his growing bulge. It would have been easy to push your panties aside and free his dick so he could fuck you in the dark corner against the wall like a slut.

Your head was spinning and you wanted to tear his shirt off his body here and now. But the wild smooching quickly found its end when a voice sounded behind Chan.

"I really don't want to disturb you, but we have to go, Chan!"

He merely released his lips from yours and hung his head, not releasing you from his grip. His hands gripped even harder into your hips.

"Already?"

Changbin had a big grin on his face and you stared at the floor.

"Yeah... You know what's coming up tomorrow. And Han had way to much drinks."

There was a certain professionalism returning to Chans body as he heard about his friend.

"Hannie is already waiting in the cab. Hurry up!"

Chan nodded, then Changbin turned to you again.

"It was nice meeting you."

With that, he awkwardly said goodbye and left.

"I'm so sorry, but I really have to go", Chan said, as if he needed to justify himself, and you suppressed a disappointed sigh.

Instead, you simply nodded. It was getting late for you to go home as well. After all, you had your first day of work tomorrow.

And so the mysterious charming man disappeared and you remembered much too late that you hadn't asked him for his number.

The two rappers raised their eyes as their friend finally got into the car. After they drove off, Han asked while rubbing his eyes with one hand:

"What took you so long? We were supposed to be back at the dorm by now. We have a busy schedule tomorrow..."

Chan swallowed and was glad he was sitting in front of his friends and didn't have to face them. So they couldn't see that he was stained red up to his ears. With his arm he tried to hide his erection that won’t get soon if this girl won’t stop to ghost around his head.

He knew that tonight had been a big risk. If someone had recognized him and taken pictures of him with the young woman, he would have been screwed. He didn't know himself what had come over him.

"Hyung?", Han tried again, sounding annoyed. There was silence for a few minutes until Changbin couldn't take it anymore and it just burst out of him.

"I just caught Chan making out wildly with that girl."

The oldest whirled around in his seat despite his seatbelt and stared at Changbin. But Han looked surprised, not angry.

"Really?" he asked, and that's when one corner of his mouth began to lift.

"We just kissed for a second", he justified himself, and Changbin couldn't help but laugh.

"From what I saw, it was a miracle you were still wearing clothes at all. You almost fucked her right next to the dance floor."

Chan lashed out, but couldn't reach Changbin in the back and hit the air. This now made Jisung laugh as well, and they continued to tease him all the way to their apartment, where the rest of the Stray Kids were sleeping.

But in the next morning all of them knew the story of their leader fiercely making out with a hot girl at the club and did not stop teasing him.

-> Part 2

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Wukong ♡ Part Of The Family

I'm not dead whoop- Just lost motivation and also didn't really have time. I don't know if I'm now fully back, but here have this one-shot... And a Mink (Ink MK) X Reader is in the making as I'm publishing this one-shot. c:

And Wukong's got a thing for MK's mom in this one...

ⓘ Reader is USING SHE/HER PRONOUNS

♡ ~ Fluff ~ ♡

"Alright, I'll be heading home now."

"Make sure not to forget your backpack this time."

"Oh c'mon, I told you I was in a hurry yesterday, Pigsy! Anyway, see you tomorrow."

And with that, you put on your backpack and made your way over to the front door of the noodle shop. You were casually walking outside, humming a tune that's been stuck in your head the entire day... Until you noticed a little boy standing there, nude and covered in dirt, just staring at the noodle shop's bright light in awe. Confused and concerned, you glanced around the area in search for any possible parent looking for their runaway child. But there was no one even walking around the street. It was almost closing time for many people, after all.

When the boy still didn't move, you decided to take action. Slowly approaching the boy, you kneeled down to be more at his height. "Hey there, sweetie. How did you end up here like this? Are you lost? What's your name?" He looked at you, then back at the shop. Yet, he did not talk. Scratching your head in thought, you decided to approach the situation differently. "So, uh... Are you hungry? I'm sure I can let Pigsy take a bit off my paycheck for some noodles. I don't think he would turn down cooking for a kid in need."

Again, he just looked at you, then back at the shop. You sighed. This would be a fun problem to solve past closing hours. Extending your hand out towards the boy, you stood up. "C'mon, sweetie. Let me at least get you inside. I'd rather have you sit inside in the warmth than standing outside in the cold and dark once the sun is gone. I'm sure we can help find your parents."

This time, the boy looked at you, then at your hand. He hesitantly placed his tiny, kinda dirtied hand in yours and you began to slowly lead him inside the noodle shop's light.

Your boss was kind and helped you clean him up and gave him spare clothes, which looked a bit too big on the boy, then cooked up a meal for him. Sadly, you were unable to figure out what happened to him or where his parents were. You even looked outside the shop in the dark occasionally, trying to hear or see anyone who was looking for their child. But nothing came of it. Eventually, you found out the child's name and... It was really long. And since neither you or Pigsy could be bothered with saying it, you decided to nickname him MK. Your choice of the nickname was actually inspired by the legendary Monkey King, how he also had a really long name that got shortened for convenience as well.

A couple of days passed and there still was no parent looking for their child, nor was there any missing person report regarding a young boy with his descriptions...

You were basically taking care of MK during day and night, taking him home with you. At one point you suggested placing him in an orphanage, but MK only started to sob and cry, hugging your leg, not wanting to leave you. And being unable to say no, you accepted your fate. Hell, you even went the extra mile and became his legally adoptive parent with the paperwork you filled out, with Pigsy as uncle-figure of course.

As time went on, so did the years of development for your son. He moved out of your house and moved into the apartment Pigsy owned right above his shop, making him have a much easier time going to work. Meanwhile, you decided to travel through other towns all around the country, sending many little souvenir gifts and postcards over to Megapolis for MK to see, as well as keeping in touch with him through texts. And just a few years later, you heard news about various demons attacking your Megapolis, and how a boy called the Monkie Kid saved the city multiple times. Concerned, you started to travel back to the city, trying to get back as soon as you could to make sure your son and your former boss were alright.

To be honest, you arrived at a probably horrible time.

Looking at the city's skyline in the distance, you had to rub you eyes in confusion. Were you seeing this right? The city was partially covered in what seemed like giant ice shards... Did climate change really hit this area this bad the past years? It wasn't like it covered everything, but there certainly seemed to be a lot of icy remains. Shaking your head to regain focus, you proceeded with your self-proclaimed mission of checking on your son and your former boss. Cautiously making your way through Megapolis... the city seemed rather ruined. People were seemingly trying to get rid of any remaining ice as well as just generally trying to recover from whatever occurred. You were more confused if anything. What happened? Was this the aftermath of an attack of a demon you heard and read about in the news?

You then found your way back to Pigsy's Noodles. The noodle shop didn't seem to have changed at all. Upon entering, you immediately recognized some familiar and some unfamiliar faces. But the three you were most happy about to see were MK, Tang and Pigsy. You grinned, staying quiet as you leaned against the wall next to the entrance.

"MK! Order up!" Pigsy yelled out with a smile... It was certainly strange to see him smiling, but you weren't going to complain. Nice to know he was happier than when you left.

"On it, boss!" MK exclaimed as he swiftly grabbed the ordered bag. Though, as he turned to leave, his eyes spotted you... He froze, almost tripping over himself as he nearly let the noodle order fall in absolute shock. The boy simply looked at you with wide eyes... Before he started to tear up and seemingly hugged you at lightspeed. "MOM! YOU'RE BACK! I MISSED YOU! IT'S BEEN SO LONG!"

You chuckled as you tightly hugged him back, slightly tearing up yourself. "I'm home, sweetie..."

Of course, due to MK still having to go on his delivery route, he didn't have time to catch up with you just yet. However, you asked if you could join him on his delivery to catch up while he drove around. And of course, he happily agreed. Though, it was interesting to see where he went for those deliveries... The way he so casually delivered those noodles to so many demons with you... However, he was inhumanly fast at it. You were actually intrigued... What happened to your son while you were gone? Why was he suddenly so fast? Sure, he was a pretty hyperactive kid at least since you and Tang told him about the legend of the Monkey King, but this speed was new to you.

However, it wasn't until the last delivery where you were really questioning things. He had to deliver to Sun Wukong, the legendary Monkey King. At first you were under the assumption that he was supposed to place the delivery as an offering at his temple... You did not expect your precious baby boy to crash into a rock solid wall, apparently revealing the Monkey King's home on the other side, and creating a hole in the wall from excitement... Yeah, you definitely were missing out on major context here for sure. And if that wasn't enough, the legendary Monkey King himself was actually standing behind said wall and casually greeted your son as if it were just another day... Was this real? Didn't Sun Wukong supposedly vanish since he sealed the Demon Bull King? Was this a fake? You were actually internally freaking out at the sight of the legend himself from the stories. Though, you tried to keep calm and not squeal like a fangirl. He looked too real to be a human in a costume...

"Hey, bud!" Monkey King greeted MK before noticing you. He blinked at you in confusion. "Oh- Who's your friend?"

But before you could introduce yourself, MK hugged you excitedly from the side. "Monkey King, this is my mom! Mom, meet Monkey King!"

You awkwardly wave with a nervous, not sure if you were even allowed to be here. "Uh... h-hey."

"My mom and Mr.Tang are the reason I became a fan of your stories in the first place! She's a huge fan of you too!" MK said excitedly, which made you blush in embarrassment as you pursed your lips, mentally wanting to shut your son up from talking about you and your interests.

Monkey King couldn't help but snort at the dynamic you and your son have. He didn't even need his powers to notice the clear embarrassment and awkwardness you felt at your son's words. "Well, I'm glad to be able to meet the mother of my successor." The ginger-furred simian held out his hand for you to shake. You smiled awkwardly and hesitantly shook his hand, internally screaming that you were literally shaking hands with the Sun Wukong...

But then his words hit you and you looked at him and MK in confusion. "Wait a minute... Successor? Of the Monkey King?" You gave MK a slight glare. "He didn't tell me anything about that..." Your son laughed sheepishly, to which the Monkey King grinned smugly at him.

"Whaaat? You didn't tell your mom about how you can wield my staff and powers? And how you did a bunch of hero stuff?" Monkey King teased the poor boy. MK really just wanted to disappear right about now in fear of your silent rage.

"MK, I'm not mad that you didn't tell me... Well, I kind of am. But I'm mainly just worried about you and your safety, sweetie." You stated as you kissed MK's forehead. The way you handled MK seemed to very slightly stir something deep inside the Monkey King... He didn't know what it was, but it made him feel a little funny. It was a rather pleasant feeling... Just the way you talked with MK and treated the boy who was somewhat of a son to him.. Wait.

Actually- Nevermind, he realized something.

MK whined a bit, "Mooom, but I'm grown up already! I can handle some bad guys, even the big ones!"

"And I'm supposed to believe it how? Sure I've seen you running extremely quickly, but I haven't seen you use any actual powers- Besides you breaking the wall-" You paused. Then you turned towards the Monkey King and bowed a little. "I'm terribly sorry that my son broke your wall! How much would it cost to fix it? I-I'm sure I can cover the cost somehow-"

"Psh, it's fine, don't worry about it, Miss (Y/N). No need to pay for it. We tend to destroy walls surprisingly often during training. I can just easily fix it later myself if necessary", Monkey King cut you off. He then got an idea of how to prove it all. He placed his hands on his hips and grinned. "Well, speaking of training... How about your son and I show you what he can do already? We haven't been training in a while anyway, so it could be a nice refresher after everything that happened with the Lady Bone Deeeuuuuhhhh... Forget that part, actually."

You give both a confused and somewhat suspicious look. Now it was Monkey King's turn to laugh nervously. "Aahahaaaanyway- Let's show her what you've learned so far, bud!" He then grabbed you and MK and lead you outside to the cliffside of his home, where him and MK would usually chill and train at. And to give credit where credit is due, it did seem like MK learned quite a bit from his mentor. He even performed some of Monkey King's 72 transformations to show off his skills. Of course you were proud and happy for your son, but you were still a little worried about him having to face actual threats as the legend's successor.

That's when Monkey King started to act... strange, as MK would put it. He wanted to spar with the young boy, which was fine... But unlike their usual sparring sessions, this time his mentor was shirtless. MK immediately knew something was up because he has never seen him spar shirtless since there was no need. Monkey King never even break a single sweat during training. Nor did he ever overheat...

Meanwhile, you couldn't help but eye the ginger-furred monkey's physique. Despite being on the rather lean side, he did have refined muscles on him which were clearly visible due to the bright sunlight. Monkey King noticed your staring and only seemed to move more in a calculated way as he dodges MK's attacks. It was if he was showing off his body more, which made you faintly blush while he grinned... You thought he was grinning because of how easily he dodged MK's attacks with his staff.

However, Monkey King seemed so distracted and was holding back by showing off his body that he did not manage to block one attack from MK. The attack knocked the monkey to the ground due to him losing his balance in surprise. MK laughs victoriously at his mentor's defeat since the task was to land a hit. "Ha! I did it!"

Monkey King blushed a bit in embarrassment as he watched you hold back your laughter. He sheepishly smiled at his successor before using his tail to help himself off the ground. "Yeah, you sure did bud. Congrats."

Suddenly, your phone rang, capturing the attention of both of them. Looking at your phone, you noticed it was Pigsy calling. You sighed as you turned towards the other two. "I'll be right back, I got a call." You said before going a bit further away from them so you could be able to peacefully listen to what Pigsy wanted to talk to you about.

Meanwhile, MK just had to make sure of something. He raised an eyebrow at his mentor, grinning smugly. "Soooo... My mom...~?"

Monkey King blushed as he looked away, laughing nervously as he scratched his cheek. "Ahahaha! W-What are you talking about, kid? W-What about you mom ahaha-"

"You like her, don't you?" MK asks smugly. "You never take any clothes off during our sparring sessions, not even the smallest piece. Even when someone else is around... You even held back on your dodges to flex! This is the first time I see you trying to impress someone!"

If the ginger-furred simian had been drinking something, he would've either spat it out or choked on it as he tried to nervously laugh it off. "O-Of course not! Wha- W-What makes you say that? That doesn't prove anything! I just... felt like sparring like this today, okay? There's a first time for everything after all!" He tried to justify his actions. MK on the other hand just hummed, still grinning smugly. For anyone else trying to hook up with his mom, he would feel disgusted by it. However, the idea of the Sun Wukong, his mentor, legally becoming his father would be amazing. So, what else is there to do than for him to tease his probably and hopefully future dad? "...I don't like how you're looking at me right now." Wukong commented as MK simply continued to grin at him.

"Just admit it."

"...Admit what, bud?"

"That you like my mom."

"Oh- Ahahaha- Psh, I don't like her. I-I mean I like her, you know? She's nice, she's caring... But, I don't like-like her, y-you know? I-I, uh, just-" The ginger simian stammered nervously.

"Mhm. Sure..." MK's grin didn't fade.

After some awkward staring, Monkey King sighed in defeat. "...Okay fine, maybe... Just maybe I do like her just a tiny smidge more than I should for just meeting her today..."

MK chuckles as he leans against his staff. "So like, do you want me to play matchmaker and set you two up? I could get Mei and Sandy involved too in helping you get her to like you back."

The ginger-furred simian blinks at him in both surprise, confusion and embarrassment. He thought his successor would either just drop the topic or continue teasing him behind your back. Maybe he somewhat expected him to even resent him in a way for liking his mother... He just didn't expect him to willingly want to be a supportive matchmaker.

Monkey King nervously rubbed the back of his neck. "Um... How about without them- I just... don't want this to be a big thing since I just met her...?" That came out as more of a question than a statement. The young Monkie Kid happily looked at his mentor, seeing his answer as a clear-cut confirmation of the Great Sage Equal To Heaven asking him for help.

It didn't take long for a plan to be formed.

From then on, just to have both of you to get to know each other better, MK asked you continuously to come with him to Flower Fruit Mountain everytime him and Monkey King were training... And your son was an annoyingly persistent bean, so you usually were dragged away and over to the Monkey King's lair. Then, after every training session, his mentor would talk to you.

It started off simple, actually. You would usually ask about MK's progress as well as about what kind of trouble he's already gotten himself into while you were gone. Apparently the day you returned, MK and his friends had just defeated some ancient bone demon spirit and Megapolis was still recovering.

But then your topics became a lot more personal with each new conversation. While your conversations once were just about things regarding your son being the successor of the Monkey King, over the course of the next weeks, Monkey King would talk to you more about personal preferences. Soon, most of your conversations became rather personal between you two. And oddly enough, MK never once bothered you two. Which made you a little suspicious because MK would usually pester you about what you were talking about with someone else.

You actually became quite good friends with your son's mentor. And after some more time, Sun Wukong, the legendary Monkey King, the Great Sage Equal To Heaven, asked you out for dinner on Flower Fruit Mountain. You, a mere mortal human, of course were stunned. But also excited to basically go on a date with Sun Wukong himself. Though, it didn't take long for you to figure out that MK was helping out his mentor in hooking you up with him... Just the fact that he was not so secretly asking Wukong about his type right in front of you, to which the Monkey King was responding in a way that was describing you, was evidence enough. It was cute and amusing to see the legendary Monkey King so awkward and flustered that he needed the help of his successor though.

But, your first date was great. You could've sworn MK and Wukong's monkeys were helping him behind the scenes, but they never directly interfered or showed up. Either way, your second date was definitely something Wukong himself set up without MK's or the other monkey's influence, which you appreciated a lot.

However, your monkey boyfriend became a lot more bold in your relationship over time. He turned from awkward and nervous to the horny equivalent of his lip bite meme pictures... Beware of his bad pick-up lines and other advances, because those were the only things that really made MK regret helping him...

"Hey there, beautiful. Are you a peach? Because I want to get a taste of you-"

"Oh my god, Wukong."

"Whaaaat? I just love and a-peach-iate you, babe-"

> Masterlist <

#lmk x reader #sun wukong x reader #lego monkie kid x reader #lmk sun wukong x reader #lego monkie kid #monkey king x reader #lmk sun wukong #wukong x reader #i need sleep gn8 #will add to masterlist tmrw #lmk mk #fluff

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bitchiswild · 5 months

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Rockstar

Huh Yunjin x F! Reader

Warnings:None, Fluff

Word Count: 3k

A/n: Travis Barker and Kourtney Kardashian WHOO???? 🗣️

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Yunjin POV

The energy at my concerts was amazing, filling me with life and excitement. But even in the midst of all that joy, there was a big hole in my heart - the absence of my wife, Y/n. I've been touring for two months, going from state to state to share my music with people. But throughout it all, I've felt like something important was missing - her.

Gosh, I miss her like crazy. It feels like It's been forever since I've seen her sweet smile, held her close, and been intimate with her. I swear, it's almost like I'm going through withdrawal because she's my everything. Even with all these cheering fans and bright stage lights, I can't shake this feeling of longing for her.

She's more than just my better half; she's my muse. Every song I write, every melody I play, it's all thanks to her inspiration. Her absence feels like there's this huge gap in my life that not even the loudest applause can fill. She's my comfort, my spark - being away from her feels like a big chunk of my heart is missing.

I can't stop thinking about the last time I held her close. I ache for her warmth, her presence, her giggles that light up my world. Every day without her feels like forever, and I'm counting down the seconds until I can wrap my arms around her again.

As the tour goes on, every night ends with this achy feeling. Despite the amazing shows and the music, what I miss the most is her laughter, her unwavering support, and that special connection we share. She's not just the missing piece; she's the heart of the whole picture.

"Dude, are you okay?" Chaewon, my bandmate, asked, concern etched on her face.

I let out a sigh, sinking deeper into my thoughts. "Just missing Y/n," I replied, my gaze fixed on the lock screen of my phone displaying a picture of us, captured in a moment of pure laughter.

"Call her, maybe it'll help," Chaewon suggested with a reassuring smile. Taking her advice, I navigated to my contacts, fingers hovering over the familiar entry labeled 'LOML<3'.

The phone rang, and after a few moments, a groggy voice answered on the other end. "Hello?"

"Hi, baby, did I wake you up?" I spoke softly, a hint of guilt tugging at my heart for disturbing her sleep. Checking the time, I realized it was midnight in New York, forgetting the time difference from where I was in California.

Y/n's voice softened, a mix of sleepiness and warmth. "Hey, it's okay. Is everything alright?"

"I'm sorry for calling so late," I apologized, feeling a twinge of regret for not considering the time difference. "I just... I miss you. Can't seem to shake off this feeling, you know?"

There was a gentle chuckle on the other end. "I miss you too, silly. It's okay, hearing your voice is nice. Tell me how's tour going on so far."

And just like that, as I started sharing the mundane yet cherished details of tour and my day on the road, her voice became the remedy for the ache in my heart. Despite the distance, her presence, even through the phone, made everything feel a little lighter, a little brighter.

As I spoke to Y/n, a faint sound of gagging reached my ears, causing a knot of concern to form in my stomach. "Are you okay? Are you feeling sick?" Worry laced my words, not wanting her to endure any discomfort while I was miles away.

"I'm okay, Jen," Y/n reassured me, her voice trying to sound steady despite a trace of unease. "I probably ate something that didn't agree with me earlier. It's nothing serious, promise."

The worry didn't dissipate from my mind. "Are you sure? I can catch the next flight home right now. Your health is more important. I don't want you to be sick without me there."

Y/n's voice held a gentle firmness. "No, Jen, it's okay. You have a concert tomorrow; you can't miss it. I'll be fine, really. It's just a passing thing. Take care of your show, and I'll take care of myself here."

I hesitated, torn between the urge to be by her side and the responsibility of the upcoming concert. "But what if you need something? What if—"

Y/n interrupted, her tone warm and understanding. "I promise I'll call someone if I need help. You focus on your music. I'll take care of myself until you're back."

Reluctantly, I nodded, feeling a pang of helplessness at not being able to rush to her side. "Okay, but if anything changes, if you feel worse or need anything at all, promise me you'll call immediately."

"I promise, Jen," she replied softly. "Just give an amazing concert tomorrow. I'll be here waiting to hear all about it." And with that reassurance, I forced myself to focus on the concert ahead while keeping a watchful eye on my phone, ready to fly back at the slightest hint of need from Y/n.

Y/n's yawn echoed through the phone, prompting me to glance at the time. It was nearing 2 am in New York, and exhaustion seeped into her voice. "Y/n, baby, it's getting late. You should go to sleep," I gently urged, concern evident in my tone.

"But I want to talk to you," she murmured, her words tinged with sleepiness and a hint of longing.

"I promise we'll talk more tomorrow, okay? Get some rest. I love you," I said softly, my love resonating in the tender words that escaped my lips.

"I love you too," Y/n murmured back, the weariness in her voice indicating she was already drifting into slumber.

Reluctantly, I ended the call, my heart feeling heavy with the distance between us. All I wanted was to hold her close, to feel the rhythm of her breathing as she slept beside me. The ache in my chest was palpable, longing for the comfort of her presence.

One Month Later

"Three more months," I whispered to myself, a vow echoing in my mind. Three more months until I could wrap my arms around Y/n again, until I could finally call her home. The countdown began, each passing day marked by the yearning to be back in her embrace, to find solace and warmth in our shared space. Until then, the miles that separated us felt like an eternity, but the promise of reunion kept me going.

"It's been a month already, just two more to go before I'm finally back in Y/n's arms," I muttered to myself, the countdown almost a lifeline in this whirlwind of touring. Despite our daily calls whenever we managed to catch a break, it never felt like enough.

"We've got two more months of tour, Yunjin. Hang in there," Chaewon chimed in, her voice carrying a tone of encouragement.

"I know, but I just want her here. Why didn't she come on tour with us?" I vented, frustration creeping into my tone.

"You know how demanding her job can be," Chaewon explained, trying to soothe my irritation.

"She should just take it easy. I'd take care of her forever," I retorted, feeling a pang of helplessness at not having her close during this extensive tour.

Chaewon leaned in, her expression conveying a sense of understanding. "She's a hard worker and independent. She doesn't want you to carry the load alone. Marriage is about being a team," she said, raising an eyebrow as if to emphasize her point.

Her words struck a chord within me. I nodded in acknowledgment, realizing the truth in her statement. Y/n had always been fiercely independent and dedicated to her career, a trait I admired endlessly. Yet, the longing to have her by my side during this journey was undeniable. The ache of missing her was profound, but Chaewon's reminder of our partnership brought a sense of reassurance, reminding me that love wasn't just about being physically present but also about supporting each other's aspirations and dreams.

"Chaewon, Yunjin, you're on in 5," a member of the backstage crew informed us before hurrying away to attend to other tasks.

"Ready to rock and roll," Chaewon exclaimed, mimicking playing the guitar with exaggerated enthusiasm.

I chuckled at her playful antics. "Let's rock and roll," I humored her, joining in the light-heartedness.

We shared a laugh as we made our way toward the stage. Unbeknownst to Yunjin, a heartwarming surprise was in store for her this evening, orchestrated by Chaewon and Y/n. For the past month, they had been planning this moment. Y/n was going to surprise Yunjin at one of their concerts. Chaewon had discreetly kept Y/n updated on Yunjin's well-being during the tour, and the idea of surprising Yunjin had blossomed from their conversations.

Chaewon suggested the idea of Y/n surprising Yunjin at one of their concerts and offered to purchase the ticket for her. Y/n, touched by the gesture but adamant about not letting Chaewon pay for the ticket, agreed to the surprise plan. And so, here they were, on the brink of the surprise unveiling.

Moments before stepping onto the stage, Chaewon seized the opportunity to confirm the presence of Y/n to their manager. With the affirmative nod from the manager, it was all set. Y/n was seated in the front row, clutching a sign in her hands, eagerly waiting to surprise Yunjin. The anticipation of the heartwarming reunion infused an extra spark of excitement into the upcoming performance.

3rd POV

The buzz of anticipation surged through the stadium as the tour's introduction set the stage ablaze with excitement. Among the sea of eager faces, Y/n anxiously awaited Yunjin's appearance, clutching her sign, which was yet another surprise in store. Though recognized as Yunjin's wife by some fans nearby, the presence of bodyguards, courtesy of Chaewon and their manager, dissuaded any intrusion, allowing Y/n to immerse herself in the electrifying atmosphere.

Surrounded by enthusiastic fans, Y/n reciprocated their waves with a warm smile, acknowledging their recognition. However, her focus was soon captured by the first strum of the guitar, signaling Yunjin's imminent performance. As the stadium erupted into thunderous cheers, Yunjin's voice filled the air, crooning one of her most beloved songs. The crowd, seemingly in perfect sync, sang along with fervor, each lyric resonating throughout the venue.

For Y/n, it was a moment of sheer awe. The rush of emotions flooded back, reminiscent of the times when she and Yunjin had first connected through their shared love for music. The nostalgia of hearing Yunjin's live performance stirred a whirlwind of memories, from their initial meetings to the moments that cemented their bond. The song carried not just melodies but a story of their journey together, sparking a surge of emotions in Y/n's heart.

Lost in the music and the undying adoration from the crowd, Y/n found herself transported back to the beginnings of their love story, reliving the magic of those cherished memories while witnessing Yunjin's electrifying presence on stage.

The electric energy of the performance reached its pinnacle as Yunjin drew closer to the edge of the stage, pouring her heart into the lyrics. As her eyes met Y/n's in the crowd, an unspoken connection sparked, bringing tears of overwhelming emotion to both their eyes. Chaewon, standing beside Yunjin, caught sight of Y/n, acknowledging her with a playful wink, prompting a grateful smile in return for her pivotal role in orchestrating the surprise.

As the first song concluded, Yunjin and Chaewon engaged with the crowd, marveling at the sea of eager faces.

"Wow, so many people tonight!" Yunjin exclaimed, genuinely taken aback by the turnout.

"So many people," Chaewon echoed, sharing the sentiment.

"Thank you all for coming out tonight. I hope you have an amazing time with us," Yunjin expressed her gratitude, her eyes glinting with excitement. Her gaze then shifted to Y/n, a warmth and love evident in her expression.

"And we have a very special guest with us tonight, my wife, Y/n!" Yunjin announced, pointing to the large screen where Y/n's face appeared. The crowd erupted into a thunderous cheer as Y/n waved, a radiant smile lighting up her face.

"Isn't she beautiful, everyone?" Yunjin beamed, her love for Y/n resonating in her words, inciting an even louder cheer from the fans.

Seizing the perfect moment, Y/n lifted up a sign, and the atmosphere crackled with heightened anticipation. The crowd's volume skyrocketed, Chaewon gasped in disbelief, and tears cascaded down Yunjin's cheeks in a torrent of emotions.

On the sign, in bold letters, it read: 'Yunjin, I'm Pregnant!'

Tears flowed freely down Y/n's face, mirroring the ones streaming down Yunjin's cheeks. Without hesitation, Yunjin leaped off the stage and rushed towards Y/n, enveloping her in a tender yet exhilarating hug, careful not to squeeze too tightly in her overwhelming joy. The crowd erupted into a collective roar of excitement, their elation matching the emotions of the two women sharing an immensely intimate and life-altering moment amidst the exhilarating concert atmosphere.

The stadium erupted in a cacophony of cheers and applause as Yunjin, overwhelmed with joy, announced the life-changing news.

"I'm going to be a mom!" she exclaimed into the microphone, her voice filled with excitement and happiness. Without hesitation, she pulled Y/n close, sealing the momentous occasion with a passionate kiss, a celebration of their love and the impending addition to their family.

Breaking away from the kiss, Yunjin gazed into Y/n's eyes, her own sparkling with love and adoration. "I love you so much, and I already love our baby," she declared tenderly, her heart overflowing with emotions. The words reverberated through the crowd, sharing the intimacy and boundless joy of this unforgettable moment with everyone present.

With an air of exhilaration and boundless energy, Yunjin regally returned to the stage, her eyes locking briefly with Y/n, a playful wink passing between them. The glow of their shared secret lingered in the air as Yunjin addressed the crowd once more.

"With this profound news, I've got an endless supply of energy! LET'S HIT IT!" she exclaimed, her voice carrying a contagious enthusiasm that reverberated throughout the stadium.

The band swiftly picked up the rhythm, launching into the next song on their setlist. The pulsating beat and electrifying melodies ignited an even greater fervor among the audience. The crowd, already stirred by the monumental revelation, erupted into a deafening roar, their excitement and anticipation fueling the atmosphere with an unparalleled euphoria.

Yunjin's infectious energy, amplified by the band's lively performance, turned the concert into an unforgettable celebration. Each note played and every lyric sung became an anthem of love, joy, and the thrilling anticipation of the new chapter ahead for Yunjin and Y/n. The energy in the stadium soared, echoing the exhilaration of this momentous occasion, etching this night into the memories of all who were present.

The final song crescendoed, bringing the concert to its euphoric conclusion. Yunjin and Chaewon bid their farewells to the cheering crowd, exchanging appreciative smiles and heartfelt thanks for their unwavering support throughout the show. Meanwhile, Y/n waited in the green room, anticipation thrumming in every heartbeat.

As soon as the concert ended, Yunjin dashed towards the green room, her determination evident as she maneuvered through the bustling crowd, propelled by the sole desire to reunite with Y/n. With an urgent fervor, she entered the room, her eyes instantly seeking out her beloved.

Spotting Y/n standing there, her heart soared, and without hesitation, Yunjin surged forward, enveloping Y/n in a warm embrace. Lifted by an overwhelming surge of emotions, Yunjin lifted Y/n effortlessly, spinning her around in a whirlwind of joy and elation. She set her down gently, their eyes meeting in a silent exchange that conveyed more than words ever could.

Unable to contain their overflowing emotions, Yunjin pulled Y/n into another passionate kiss, the depth of their love and the magnitude of the moment imbuing the kiss with an unspoken promise of a future filled with joy and togetherness. The room seemed to fade away as they immersed themselves in this cherished moment, reveling in the warmth and intimacy of their embrace, sealing the unforgettable night with the most heartfelt display of love.

Their embrace lingered as the weight of their revelation settled in, the enormity of becoming parents washing over them in waves of disbelief and joy.

"I can't believe we're going to be parents," Yunjin sighed, her voice carrying a mix of wonder and amazement.

"I've been wanting to tell you, but I thought surprising you would be even better," Y/n replied, her eyes shimmering with affection as she gently caressed Yunjin's face.

"When did you find out?" Yunjin inquired, curiosity evident in her voice.

"Remember that call we had, and I gagged? I went to the doctor the next day, and she said I was already two months along," Y/n explained, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

"So, I knocked you up before I left," Yunjin chuckled, a playful grin lighting up her face.

Y/n playfully slapped Yunjin's arm, sharing in the lighthearted moment. "Yeah, you did." I chuckled.

"Well, I'm so happy and excited. I'm so ready to start this new chapter with you," Yunjin expressed, her voice filled with affection and anticipation.

"So am I," Y/n replied, her gaze filled with unwavering love and excitement, affirming their shared readiness for the journey ahead. In that moment, amidst the laughter and love, they embraced the thrilling prospect of embarking on this incredible journey together, united by the bond of their love and the prospect of welcoming a new life into their world.

“I'M GOING TO BE AN AUNT!!”

“SHUT UP CHAEWON!”

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#huh yunjin #huh yunjin x reader #jennifer huh #yunjin x reader #fluff #lesserafim x reader #lesserafim fluff #lesserafim imagines #bitchiswild #BIW.WRITES #rockstar girlfriend #rockstar

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half-algorithm-half-deity · 1 year

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MCR moments that send me to the 80% of the ocean we haven't seen yet

Here's parts of My Chem songs that make me feel feelings, in no particular order

The desperate, gritty, sad second "And we'll love again, we'll laugh again, we'll cry again, and we'll dance again", I could write an essay on this part I swear

Vampires will never hurt you: "I'll never let them hurt you, i pROMISE". I believe her every time

Also in vampires pretty much any of the distorted screams like the "COME ON"

ALSO ALSO vamps "Someone get me to the doctor and someone call the nurse" and the entirety of that verse - smashing my head on my desk pounding my fist on the ground palpitating my heart with my ribcage ahhhhh (we're done with vampires I promise)

"l i g h t u p t h e s t a g e a n d w a t c h m e KICK OUT THE JAMS"

Fronk's rabid dog backing vocals in Honey this Mirror

The final line in the Dead! bridge (Is that the most both of you can gi-i-i-ive?) literally leaves me Dead! every single time

The grief-stricked, utterly DESPERATE bridge of Helena

Any Ray Toro solo

But especially Vampire Money (when i speak of the milf it is he who i speak of)

And all of Mama's guitar tings (I am dead in Seattle SIR PLEASEDFRWSASRSEAEW-)

boy division

"I MISS YOU, I MISS YOU SO FAR"

Scarecrow Rocals

" ~ TAKE A TRAIN OUTTA NEW ORLEANS AND THEY SHOT ME FULL OF EPHEDRINE ~ "

early sunsets over monroeville

When all the instruments cut out in the intro to This is How I Disappear and G screams "GO"

Also the unhinged spiraling vocals and instruments during the breakdown of Disappear

The Light Behind Your Eyes

"WAKE UUUUUUUUPPPPPPPPPPPPP" - Sleep outro

"I AM NOT AFRAID TO KEEP ON LIVING, I AM NOT AFRAID TO WALK THIS WORLD ALONE" (I spontaneously burst into tears when I first heard this as a depressed 13-year-old, i will never forget that day)

The "WOO" at the very end of Headfirst for Halos

The harmonizing fuckworthy rayrard(?) vocals during "You and I" in Headfirst for Halos (there's probably more but it's most noticeable there)

Aw sugar

Desert Song. Especially the first verse

Mad Gear being so fucking old and so fucking alone in Mastas of Ravenkroft

"The World Is Ugly, but you're beautiful to me"

Also the Vampires reference in the World Is Ugly at the very end

Kiss the Ring: "Fist up, head down, Hail! (Hail!) to the King!"

The weird-ass high-pitched pussy-loaded submissive and breedable squeaky moan in the Sharpest Lives

The "ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta" in Make Room!!!

"When both our CAAAAAAARRRRRSSSSSS COLLIDE"

Heaven Help Us

Planetary dance vibes

Welcome to the Black Parade breakdown bridge thing, and the climactic earth-shattering "I DON'T CARE WE'LL CARRY OONNN" that leveled new jersey

G dropping bars in Heaven Help Us (second verse)

The very rocals in the Ghost of You (Lotms version)

Also rocals "One, two, three, four!" In PP

The background "saaay goodbye"s in To the End

Also To the End funkiness

WE GOT A MEDICAL EMERGENCE MEDICAL EMERGENCY

That part in Tomorrow's Money where I misheard one part as "I fell in love with a vampire / 'M gunna throw you in the air fryer"

The complete incoherence of overlapping yelling and guitar noises before it all stopped with the last "Make Room!!!"

This list will only get longer and longer

#and of course #who could forget #the moans in destroya #mcr #my chemical romance #you brought me your bullets i brought you my love #three cheers for sweet revenge #the black parade #danger days #conventional weapons #gerard way #frank iero #ray toro #mikey way #ray toro supremacy #it is ray toro supremacy month #just like last month #and it will be next month

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allwaswell16 · 4 days

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mgc02 · 19 days

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Angel's Special Day

Angel Dust x Male Reader

You had it all planned. This birthday would be one he would never forget

Angel returned from work that night exhausted but happy

"I don't know how I managed to get my birthday off but I can't wait for tomorrow"

You smiled at him "oh you're going to love it"

It would be impossible to fool him into thinking you had nothing planned so you just kept teasing him with it

"Come on! It's my birthday can't a get a little hint" he complained cutely

"It's not your birthday yet. That's the point. And it's too much fun messing with you"

He gave you a dirty but playful look "you just wait till you're birthday baby. I'm gonna top whatever it is you're doing for sure"

Oh you doubted that

You went about planning everything

The food, the wine, the music, the ring

You even knew his ring size which was due to the fact that he had promoted a jewelry company once for extra cash

You had spent months secretly training Fat Nuggets and you knew that he was going to be the best part

The next day you surprised him with breakfast in bed

Eggs, bacon, sausage and pancakes

"You're too sweet baby" he said when you brought it to him

You then told him that you had hid little gifts for him all over the hotel

He grew excited hearing that

He went around searching while you followed him

"Could you give me a hint?" He asked

You smiled mischievously "there are six in total"

"That's it!?! That's all you're gonna say?" He whined

You laughed "I told you its fun messing with you"

Angel Dust fake gasped "on my birthday? How dare you?

He ended up finding all six

A new lipstick in the couch cushions (which he joked about covering you with later 😉)

His favorite wine behind the bar

A framed photo of Fat Nuggets hidden on the wall

A new pair of earbuds in a case in a drawer in the kitchen

A pair of pink fingerless gloves in the parlor

And a delicious box of chocolates underneath the dining table

He loved his gifts

He put on the gloves immediately and ate one of the chocolates

"Well have to drink this wine together later" he winked

"Maybe when you meet me at my room tonight at 6" you replied

Throughout the day Angel celebrated his birthday with you and the other hotel members

Finally you left to your room around 5 to set up

At 6 you heard a knock and let him in

"So what you got for me no-" he stopped when he saw you in a suit and the room decorated in candles and rose petals. The door to the balcony was open and a beautiful candle light picnic was visible. And there was soft romantic music being played on a vinyl record.

"This is... the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me" he tried not to get choked up

You led him to the balcony and you guys popped open that bottle of wine

You drank it and ate the food you had prepared

You made spaghetti and brought it in a big pot

He had taught you that recipe himself

"I don't know how I'm gonna top this" he exclaimed

"It's not over yet" you told him mysteriously

You whistled and called over Fat Nuggets

As the little guy waddled over you spoke

"I wanted to make this birthday one you'll never forget and I also realized that I want to spend every birthday with you. Every good day, every bad day, every holiday. I just wanna be with you for eternity no matter what. So... I have a question."

Angel gasped when Fat Nuggets approach with a ring box on his back

He opened and saw a big and beautiful ring

"Will you marry me?"

Angel didn't respond right away he was too stunned to speak but he saw the look of worry on your face and snapped out of it

"Yes! Yes! I love you so much! Of course it's a yes!" He burst into tears and threw his arms around you

The breeze blew the curtains into his view and his eyes wandered to the decorated bed

"Now... I think for my last birthday wish this year I'd like to make love to my fiancé"

Although it was Angel's birthday you felt like the lucky one. And you knew there was no one else you'd rather be with. You couldn't wait to get married.

#hazbin hotel #vivziepop #angel dust hazbin hotel #angel dust x reader #hazbin hotel angel dust #hazbin angel dust #hazbin x reader

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ruewrote · 1 year

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𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠.

PAIRING: jj maybank x longhaired!reader WARNINGS: none GENRE: fluff, fluff, fluff SONG INSPIRATION: electric love by BORNS WORD COUNT: 668

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it had now become a routine between the two of you to wake up, get ready and then start the day surfing together. before you stepped foot out of the house jj would help tie back your hair.

it was such a hassle to keep it down when you were in the water, getting your arms tangled in it as you paddled back to shore. it was just too annoying, he must have had enough of your complaining because the boy watched video after video just to learn how to braid it.

you had no idea that he had taught himself how to do it, until one morning, you walked out of your bedroom to see him sitting waiting on the worn-down couch, scrolling through his phone until he heard your door shut, looking up with a contagious grin.

eagerly patting the cushion that was placed on the floor in between his legs, also noticing the new hair brush and hair bands next to his leg closest to you.

you can't lie and say it didn't take a while for him to properly learn how to do it, but you were patient and supportive of him. with more time that passed the dutch and french braids went from loose and in your face to tight and perfect.

sometimes you'd be impatient, kicking your feet against the floor, trying to knock the pins and needles out of your toes.

"are you nearly done jay? my feet are going to sleep!" you whined, slightly leaning your head back only for it to be nudged forward by the back of his hand.

"nearly!" he mumbled, one of the pins in between his teeth, making sure your flyaways were completely out of your way.

when he was finally done, you both grabbed your bags reminding him of anything you knew he would most likely forget, something important like his sunglasses, or sunscreen.

oh, and it wouldn't stop there, he would also take out the braids, running specific oils through the ends as he unwrapped each section, making it easier for you to wash it later in the week or the next day.

you would like to think that this brought you closer together, because of the very few days that you'd let your hair down to breathe. he got all grumpy and would not give you a real reason as to why he was in such a sour mood, but since you had known him for so long, you just knew it was because he felt 'unhelpful' that day.

you were so close to each other that you'd often lay in the hammock together, soaking in the sun, he absentmindedly played with the ends of your hair as you blabbered on about the day prior to the one you were in now about some obscure post you'd seen on tiktok.

"did you know that when you sleep that your brain kinda absorbs the fluid in your head and cleans it? but if you don't get enough sleep then you technically have dirty brain water if the process isn't completed," you exclaimed, throwing your hands up into the air.

"there's no fucking way." he then processed to grab his phone to search it up even if it was bullshit he still listened intently beside you.

everyone started to say there see you tomorrow for the night, keira hugged you, before getting into the truck to leave.

john b and sarah also called it a night, which left you and jj to continue to sit on the fallen tree in front of the fire.

"i know it's been a while since you started doing it, but i really want to thank you for putting in the effort in to learn how to do my hair for me..." glancing towards the now dying flames, then back over to him.

"i really appreciate you j, i hope you know that." with that said you walked over to him, pressing a light peck to his cheek as you walk into the shared house.

jj sat there bright pink under the moonlight.

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giggly-squiggily · 3 months

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Wake Up, Sleepyhead! (Demon Slayer)

Hi hello I don't really have anything to say alongside this so here's some Sabito and Giyu in their training years for your reading pleasure kajrkjeakjrjke

Summary: Sabito is too tired to get up on his own, so Giyu decides to help him out.

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“Sabito, please wake up.” Giyu whispered to his friend, gently nudging the scarred boy. It was nearly mid morning- Master Urokodaki had told the boys to meet him at the training field by early afternoon.

“Mmmm...five more minutes…” Sabito groaned, rolling on his back, yawning dramatically. Normally getting out of bed in time for training was easy. However, some days were harder than others; where the sheets smelled clean and the futon was just too warm to crawl out of.

Today was one of those days.

“Sabito...Master Urokodaki is gonna be mad if we miss it.” Giyu shook him gently once more, his voice growing more urgent. “You remember what happened last time we skipped!”

Of course he remembered. How could he forget? Last time they were late to training, Master Urokodaki chased them down and tickled them to tears, promising an even more “deadly” threat if they missed again. Sabito could almost feel those fingers drilling into his ribs and sides, leaving him breathless and giggly.

Still, it was really cute watching Giyu get destroyed alongside him.

“Mmm...I’ll take my chances…” Sabito snoozed, flopping onto his side and burying his face into his pillow, letting himself start to fade off into dreamland once more.

“Sabito!” He could hear the pout in the other’s voice. Giyu always had the cutest expressions. When silence followed the other’s cry, Sabito assumed he had given up and went off to training. He let his eyes fall shut in silent victory-

Only to feel a new weight climb upon him, Giyu’s voice suddenly right beside his ear. “Last chance. Get. Up.”

Sabito blinked, grey eyes opening and locking onto blue ones. “You wouldn’t.”

Giyu raised a brow, face unmoving. “Oh I dare.”

They were in a standoff, Sabito weighing his options as Giyu watched him. A familiar stubborn light danced in those blue eyes, his unspoken threat clear: Get up or I’ll make you get up.

There was a standoff. Eventually, the other rolled onto his back, raising his hands threateningly. “Giyu...I know what you're thinking, and if you decide to go through with it, I’ll have no choice but to return the fahahahahhahahvor!” Sabito burst into giggles, arms immediately coming down to his sides as Giyu’s nimble fingers dug into his waist, kneading and squeezing along the skin there.

“Come on, Sabito! Get your lazy butt out of bed!!” Giyu giggled, delighted at how fast he could get his friend laughing. Sabito, for all his bravo, was just as ticklish as him. Their matches always ended in a stalemate of some kind. But not today! Today he was going to get Sabito up!

“Whohohohohoohooohoho yohoohoohohohohohu cahahahhahhaallihihihihiihhing lahhahhahhahazy? Yohohohohoohohu dihihihihihiihihidn’t geheheehhet uuhuhuhuhuhp ehihihiihhiihhiihihther!” His giggles turned to shrieks of laughter when Giyu shot his hands up his sleepshirt, digging into his ribs and belly like there was no tomorrow. “Yhohohoohohoohohou’re hahahahhahahahhahands ahhhahahahahhrahahre cohohohoohohohohld!”

“They are, aren’t they?” Giyu’s tone held a teasy note as he tickled the other. “Warm them up for me? Here’s a good spot!” He shot his hands higher, burrowing into the other’s armpits. Sabito shot his arms down with a squeal, his laughter reaching a new octave as the other went for his worst spots. “GIHIIHIHIHIIIHIHIHIYUUHUHUHUUHUUHU!”

“Are you gonna get up?” The other asked, watching Sabito’s cheeks grow red with mirth, eyes teary with laughter as he flailed and squealed. “Are you gonna go to training?”

“YEHEHEHEHHEHEHHES NOOHOOHOHOHOHOW STAHHAHAHAHHAP!”

The other boy laughed as he did, pulling his hands back and watching as Sabito collapsed with a huff, residue giggles and laughs escaping his lips and filling the air around them. “Ahehahahha….hehehaha...yohoohhure mehehean!” He wheezed, earning a poke to the belly. “Ah! Ohohokay! Nohohot mehehean!”

Giyu smiled softly before climbing out of the futon, looking out their shared window. “Oh! It’s almost noon!” He turned to Sabito, the other already scrambling for his Haori and sword. “Come on! We’re gonna be late!”

“I’m hurrying, I’m hurrying!” Sabito grabbed his mask and tugged on his shoes, racing out the door. As he did, he grabbed Giyu’s hand within his own, pulling him along. “Run! Run run run!”

Giyu did as such, running as fast as he could with Sabito. By the time they made it, it was exactly noon, Master Urokordaki’s red mask gleaming in the sun as he watched the boys fly down the hill. Beside him, Makomo waved happily. “Good Morning, you two!” “Just in time. Though I’d wish you’d come earlier-” His lecture was cut off when Sabito tripped, his feet catching themselves as he rushed down the hill. Still holding Giyu’s hand, the pair shrieked as they went tumbling down the hill, a ball of limbs and fabric rolling along until they reached the bottom.

There were a few groans, Sabito rubbing his head as he tried to untangle himself. “Sabito, Giyu! Are you two okay?” Makomo ran over, their master right on her heels. “Ugh..my head. Oh, Giyu! Are you okay?” His attention immediately went to the shaking boy, his face hidden behind his hair. For a moment, Sabito worried his friend was crying in pain. But then-

“Pffft! Bwahahahhahahahahaha! Sahhhahahabito you’re fahahhahhace!” He giggled, falling over in a fit of laughter. The peach haired boy blinked before he was laughing just as hard, falling to his side as he was lost in mirth.

Above them, they could hear their master struggling not to laugh, which made the boys only cackle more. Makomo tried to hide her giggles, giving up almost immediately. “Ahhahahalright! Ahahalright! Come on, time to train.” Urokordaki gently helped them up, laughing when the Sabito snorted and Giyu wheezed.

The rest of the afternoon was filled with practice and giggles, the boys more than ready to take on the day. Hopefully Sabito won’t sleep in too much from now on.

Thanks for reading!

#demon slayer #tickle #tickle fic #fluff #giyu tomioka #sabito #makomo #urokodaki sakonji #I love them your honor #sabigiyuu #can be read either platonic or romantic take your pick

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soulinheehee · 5 months

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Mais maintenant je suis seule

˚⁺‧ 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘹 𝘧𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘢! 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 (𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵)

˚⁺‧ 𝘵𝘺𝘱𝘦: 𝘧𝘪𝘤 (𝘴𝘧𝘸), 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥

˚⁺‧ 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴: this was an idea I had for awhile before 4.2 dropped. i originally wanted it to be long, but I just couldn't manage the length i wanted, and then the last aq dropped and made half of the story i imagined pointless with the plot twist lol. but I still like this idea a lot, so in the end i decided to write it, albeit it came out a little silly. but since I had to shorten the length and cut off half of the plot that was meant to be here, this might feel rushed and have weird pacing, especially in the second chapter where reader will actually meet with arle, i hope you don't mind ♡ (sorry to the french speakers if there's a mistake in the title)

part one. part two.

"Ughh..."

You groaned as you stretched your tired body. Sitting for several hours straight playing Genshin definitely was nice, but not for your health. You opened your Battle Pass menu to check your weeklies: you've done everything for the most part, except..

"Damn it, I forgot weekly bosses again..." you thought. You were currently saving for the Hydro Archon's release, and most of your favorite characters were already built in a way that satisfied you enough, so you didn't have any point of doing the weekly bosses, since Furina is going to need the next one. Wasn't surprising that you were constantly forgetting about them.

You opened the Teyvat map, only to discover that your resin was spent, save for the few regenerated ones. Spending fragile when the new weekly (and regular) boss was just a few days away wasn't a smart decision, you supposed, so you just decided to leave it for tomorrow.

Tomorrow was also Sunday, so you could make a few runs in the Talent or Weapon materials Domain. With these thoughts you logged out of Genshin, turned off the device you were playing on, and made your bed for the night.

The thought of scrolling your feed was prevented from being performed by the fact that your phone was currently charging. Sighing and realising that there probably weren't much interesting things going on, you finally gave up and lied down.

...

... Only to remember about the Transient resin that you haven't bought from the Tea pot. The feeling of dissatisfaction suddenly appeared, filling your mind. Well, at least you didn't forget to feed your fish: one thing less to worry about, that's something...

You remembered about the upcoming banners, just a couple days away. When the thoughts of pulling Furina, ascending and building her appeared in your mind, you gradually calmed down. She was coming home next week. You just have to wait a few more days.

You were saving for Furina since she was first leaked, and other than her there were only a few more characters you were interested in. Mainly, Arlecchino.

Last year, she caught your eye immediately in that Fatui trailer, and now, after playing the recent archon quests you couldn't help but feel even more attracted to her. These two quickly became your most favorite characters in the game, everyone else looking barely as good compared to them. But it seemed like Arlecchino's banner was still far away, however on the other hand you could save for her some more primos.

Thinking about your favorite characters you calmed down completely, the tiredness from today catching up to you, and you didn't notice how you fell asleep.

***

Knock-knock

The sudden sound woke you up. The bright morning lights hurt your sleepy eyes, so you hid your face back into the stuffed animal you slept with.

"Lady Furina, your breakfast is ready!"

...

"Lady Furina?"

Wait... what the hell did the person behind the door talk about? Is that one of your relatives pranking you, and you just can't recognize their voice because you're sleepy?

You quickly remembered how bright the lights in the room were. You rose from the bed, tossing the sheets away, but when you did so, you almost tripped on your own hair, its length being right between you and the mattress. This wasn't right! Your hair was never that long! You took one of the locks in your fingers and brought it closer to your face to look at it, and, just like you expected, it was unnaturally silver-blue coloured.

What the actual hell!!

The voice behind the door called for you again:

"Lady Furina, are you awake?"

"Y-yes, I am," your shaking voice sounded completely foreign. The fact that it now sounded so different from your own scared you to death.

The door opened, revealing a maid with a food tray. She entered the room, and placed "your" breakfast to you. Her concerned gaze scattered all over you, as if she was trying to understand what was happening with you, but when your eyes met with hers, she quickly averted her gaze and walked away from the bedroom. Your eyes never left her figure, until she had completely disappeared from your view.

You looked down at the tray.

A bunch of sweet desserts, decorated with various little sprinkles and edible glitters, complete with a cup of tea.

...

You didn't know what to think. Did someone drug you while you were asleep? Drugged and kidnapped you, because this whole room wasn't in your house!

But then again, you did hear about some people sometimes having very hyperrealistic dreams. You tried pinching yourself; of course, nothing happened. Not like it ever did in any of your dreams, anyway. You also remembered that some people's dreams could be so realistic, they were unable to tell them apart from the actual reality. They were waking up, living their day, falling asleep, waking up, and all over again, and it was still a dream. A dream inside of a dream was also a possibility you don't want to exclude.

And Furina's banner was just a few days away!!!

Yes, yes! Your brain just got so overstimulated with thinking about her, that now you're having a hyperrealistic dream about being Furina. This explanation of the situation didn't sound half bad, and even excited you a little.

You remembered every street in the Court of Fontaine, probably even most of the parts in the rest of the nation, at least the released parts of it. Strolling down the street, getting a ride on an aquabus, watching a trial from Furina's throne? Yes, please! The possibility of living a day as Furina, albeit in a dream, now got you hyped, you quickly finished your breakfast (it tasted divine!) and got up.

A very fancy night gown, with lots of frills and a few bows here and there, was rid of. In the closet that you supposed was full of clothing, you fetched yourself a resemblance of Furina's outfit. Strangely, you couldn't find exactly the things that she was wearing in the game, but you didn't pay much attention to this detail.

You looked in the mirror at Furina's vanity. You really did look just like her now! The weird jellyfish haircut, heterochromic eyes, a silly ahoge... Well, now the only thing that you needed was to meet all of Fontaine's playable characters, and you're good to return back to the real world, even if you didn't like the idea of it.

Another maid came soon enough, this time to take the tray away.

"Lady Furina?"

You glanced at her.

"Here is your schedule for today," she said. You took the piece of paper from her, scanning it, only to...

... Find out that it's written in fontainian language.

The maid seemed to notice your confusion, so she tried to help you: "Lady Furina," she started sheepishly, "are you feeling unwell?" You looked at her, trying to figure out if there was a way she could help you. She took it as a sign to continue, "You've slept in this morning, and now you are much less lively than usual. Is something wrong, Lady Furina?"

"Yes, you are very observant!" You did your best to imitate Furina, but it still fell flat, lacking proper emotion. "Your Archon is feeling unwell today, but rest assured, it is nothing that I, Focalors, can't endure!"

...

Does Furina even talk like that?

"...But I would appreciate a little help!"

The silence was too loud.

"Would you like me fetching an assistant for you, Lady Furina?"

Thank goodness!!! You didn't have to ask anything too specific yourself!!! Furina's servants were, just like you said, very observant, probably used to Furina's antics.

"Yes, an assistant would suffice! Thank you," you once again imitated what Furina might say, still not sure if you're in character or not.

But in any case, some time after, an assistant came to you, while you were having another cup of tea in another room that you supposed was Furina's study.

"Good morning, Lady Furina!" He politely bowed to you. You bowed your head slightly in return, asking him after:

"And what your name should be?"

"My name is Yves, Lady Furina. I was sent to assist you for today," he said.

"Of course!" You shoved him your schedule, looking expectedly, resting your chin on your hand.

Yves looked back and forth between you and the schedule, but in the end just gave in:

"W-well, you are mostly free for today. You have two trials today, and after that you are expected to attend to the opening of Hotel Debord," he said.

... Well, that's a bummer.

But a question appeared in your head:

"Is Clorinde busy with something today?"

Yves: "Excuse me, Lady Furina, but.." An obvious struggle could easily be seen on his face. "Who's 'Clorinde'?.."

...

"A-haa, w-well, if you don't know, never mind! I'm sure we can work just fine!" You gulped your remaining tea down and got up. You asked Yves where you two would be going right now, he said that the trials were scheduled earlier. So, the two of you headed toward the exit of Palais Mermonia, took the elevator to the station, and took an aquabus to Opera Epiclese. Of course, not without a few quards by your side.

While you were riding towards the Opera, there were many questions inside your head. First of all, when exactly were you? Where was Clorinde? Why didn't people know about the champion duelist? And while you were on this topic, what did "opening of Hotel Debord" mean?

You supposed the Fontaine in your dream wasn't the same Fontaine from the game; it was numerous years prior the game's events. This was the most logical conclusion. It puzzled you, why would you dream about being Furina in the past, instead of present? Well, dreams were weird like that sometimes, and this isn't even the weirdest you had, so you didn't give too much attention to this detail.

The interior of the aquabus was simply exquisite; it was obvious this wasn't just a typical one, but one made specifically for the Hydro archon, inclusive of all the comfort and convenience. Several pasties were placed on the table next to the comfortable couch, although you have already had your fill in the morning.

So instead, you moved around and pulled the curtains away, revealing the sight of Fontaine's landscapes. The clear skies, crystal clear waters and emerald spiky mountains fascinating you. It was truly an enchanting painting, the sight from your window.

You spent most of the ride looking at the various landscapes. You even went out from the cabin to look at everything without any glass limiting your view. But alas, you arrived at the Marcotte station all too quickly for your liking. But on the other hand, wasn't this where Furina was working? So it only made sense that the ride shouldn't take too long. You should try taking a ride from Court of Fontaine to the station near Sumeru, if that's how long you'd like to ride.

The scenery in the little park was really nice to see in person as well, though! You quickly arrived at the Opera Episclese, and oh god, it's was breathtaking. The huge walls of the building, the little Melusines that were walking and running all over the place, busy with their work, and of course the beautiful fountains. The little fountains in front of the building, and the Fountain of Lucine in the center of the square. You've probably never seen anything more beautiful.

You were accompanied by the guards, so the curious people and fans stayed away, letting you peacefully enter the building. But as soon as you were about to get to the second floor, Yves stopped you.

"Lady Furina, why are you going there? I thought this is the way to your personal seat?.." his voice was very careful and pretty quiet, as if he was afraid to accidentally offend you.

"Oh, right," you laughed a little, "it seems I didn't have enough sleep last night!~" You made a little showing off movement, one that you supposed Furina might do in order to bring the conversation from a weird topic, and proceeded to the room Yves asked you about. You asked him to wait for you after the trials were over.

The first trial in itself was!!...

...

Now it wasn't really polite to call it boring, right?..

But you really couldn't help it. Maybe it was your problem that you played Ace Attorney and Danganronpa too much, now every trial you could possibly attend wouldn't bring you any excitement or make you interested. You supposed you had something in common with Furina...

The second trial was after a short intermission, and it was nothing better than the first one. Both cases weren't anything worth of remembering, just typical boring cases of people's problems. Weren't even murder mysteries. Was this the best your brain could generate for you?...

The walk back to the aquabus station was quiet and, you had to admit, quite nice. The trials took most of the day and the sun was nearing the horizon by now; just a few more hours and it was going to be hidden. Although, you were quite curious to see Neuvillette in action! His presence was very powerful and authoritarian, yet very gentle and caring at the same time. He was the most interesting thing you've seen so far. He was definitely very intriguing, and if there's anything you'd attend another trial for, that's Neuvillette for sure! You liked him, but he was never your most favorite, pretty far behind the Hydro Archon and the Knave...

Arlecchino...

It was quite sad that this dream was set before the game's events. Maybe if you could meet with her, you'd actually have a chance?? The thought made you giggle a little silly, and Yves gave you a look even though he tried his best to appear the most polite... You quickly returned back to a calm expression, and soon you arrived back at the Court of Fontaine.

The rest of the evening you couldn't keep yourself focused. Paparazzi surrounded you, as you gave a short pre-prepared speech that you were asked to give, and you of course tried some of the desserts at the Hotel's restaurant. You quickly noticed that they had a cake they promoted as their specialty, and what caught your attention immediately was the fact that.. they only sold 16 slices a day!

The textures blend perfectly together, and the sweet and fruity cream were like nothing you've ever tried back home! This little cake, it was just perfect. Each bite made you want to grin wider as you savoured this little slice of heaven. After you were done with the slice, you asked Yves to pack some additional ones to take back to Palais.

You returned back to your quarters.

Today way... something. Definitely not what you initially expected. You didn't even get to see Charlotte among the paparazzi !! Was Neuvillette really the only playable character, other than yourself as Furina, that you would meet?.. You didn't even get to talk to him, only exchanging a brief greetings with him during the first trial, and then, after the second one, he quickly retired from his judge duties for today, probably burying himself in papers.

You asked a maid to serve you another one of the special cake's slices for today's dinner, and you smiled to yourself: getting in Furina's shoes was easier than you thought it might be! She was really fun to roleplay as, even if you weren't always sure what she would say or do.

You really didn't want to wake up. Going back to the boring real world? After not even meeting with your favorites? It saddened you, but you finished your cake, smiling as you tried to accept your fate. The bed seemed to be made by your servants, the sheets changed and a nightgown prepared.

Well, at least you would depart Teyvat with comfort!~

You hugged as many stuffed animals as was possible, and closed your eyes, your mind drifting off to dreams.

***

A knock on the door woke you up.

You hid your face in the sheets, trying to hide from the disturbance.

"Lady Furina, your breakfast is ready!"

...

Did you hear it correctly?

You got up as quickly as possible, and rushed to.. somewhere, where you spotted a mirror. Silver hair, blue strikes, heterochromia, someone else's face... How was it possible? Was it a dream inside a dream? And how many more cycles of this would you have to endure before you would wake up??

"Come in!" you answered the maid, and she stepped inside your bedroom, with your breakfast on a tray.

...

You thought, this day would be just a dream inside a dream. But when you woke up for the third time in Furina's quarters, you started panicking. What the hell was going on?!

Your brain was playing tricks on you and you didn't like it.

The fourth time made you anxious. Were you in some kind of coma? No, that's definitely not a coma, the dream is too hyperrealistic and portrayed surroundings way too believable for anyone to say it was just a dream. You had physical feelings, needs, and could sense everything; even things that were usually missing in your typical dreams.

When you woke up in Furina's bed for the seventh time, marking a week, you lost your hope.

This was a Sunday. Ironic, because around 2am on Sunday was the time you fell asleep in your home. Well at least, you were free today. Yves really didn't lie that day when he said you would be mostly free... The days following your first one were filled with even more trials, private meetings, and various events... Those five days exhausted you beyond any limit you had back home.

So... This didn't seem like a dream anymore. You really became Furina, the Hydro archon. But if that's the case, where did Furina go? You were scared, scared very much, but there was nothing in your powers, you were able to do nothing. And the worst thing, you were alone. Completely. Nobody would believe you if you said that you got isekai'd into the Hydro archon, into Teyvat, and if you so as tried to tell so, you wouldn't get away from various accusations.

You spend most of the day in "your"... no, in your bed, thinking about what to do next.

Well, first of all, you didn't have to think too much about the prophecy, because you knew that it would definitely be resolved with the traveler's help. Even if you didn't know the full story. This, at least, crosses out one of the things you have to worry about.

Next... You didn't do anything specific to end up here, so you didn't know how to escape. So the best and most healthy thing would be, just accepting your new life. Worrying about getting back would only lead to so much stress that you might not be able to endure it, especially paired with the stress you were bound to get from your new job. It scared you. You didn't know anything about Furina's life. You experienced a tiny bit of it, but just how much more you were about to experience next? This made you want to cry, but you felt too exhausted to do so.

You quickly thought about the things that you needed to do while you are here. First and most importantly, you needed to learn Fontainian language. You'd get nowhere without it. Then, you must find out just how many years ago from the main story were you. And then, you probably should do something about your position as the archon. People weren't treating Furina seriously due to her antics and theatrics, as well as silly laws, so you will have to do something with it. But this was a goal for the long run, and not something you could do right now.

You found a notebook somewhere in Furina's... in your study, and took a book from the library on the first floor of the Palais Mermonia. With those two (and a pen), you headed towards the streets of the Court of Fontaine. You really needed some fresh air.

You remembered lurking on some social media, and seeing how the writing in Fontaine is, actually, a simple english but written in different characters. Using this information, you were about to decipher the alphabet. On the other hand, you could always just take a children's book and learn from it, but you really didn't want to put your image in danger like this. What if someone sees you?? You couldn't allow it. It also made you excited a bit, the idea of trying to understand the thing on your own; and you needed to get something except trials and private meetings in your head.

You took a seat outside a cafe, and ordered some coffee. While drinking it, you got to work. It wasn't as hard as you initially thought it might be, given it *is* english. First, you were looking for one letter words, "I" and "A", and you quickly found the corresponding characters. You didn't know which was which yet, but that was easy to check. You now searched for three letter words, "and", "was", "did", etc... you found a word with a letter you recognized in the middle, with the same two letters in the beginning and the end of the word, so you supposed this were the letters I and D, with the third known to you letter seemingly being A. Then, using this info, you found the character for N, and now you knew at least four letters.

Like so, you continued to decipher the rest of the alphabet, but you grew tired quicker than you'd like. The process wasn't as hard as was it tedious. When you were looking around or blinking, you could still see black and white lines before your eyes... This was probably enough for today. You stretched and took left the cafe, deciding to take a stroll through the streets.

The meka-guards were a little scary at first, but you quickly got used to hearing the metal steps and cogs ticking. The streets were bustling with people, and you couldn't help but feel jealous. They had somewhere to go to, they had people who were waiting for them at home.

You? You had nothing. Nothing and no one. Not anymore.

This realisation was devastating and drowned you all too sudden. First you were simply walking, enjoying the sunset, and now the emptiness was eating you from the inside. The change caught you off guard so badly that you froze in the middle of the street, your face completely empty and looking through the people and things that were around.

Sigh

This isn't how you should be... Feeling like this, it won't get you anywhere. You must be strong.

Maybe someday you would find someone who you would trust enough, but when would that day come? And would it come at all? You didn't know. You didn't know anything.

You returned to Palais Mermonia, had your dinner and retired for today, not a single coherent thought in your head. You weren't sure if you were ready for tomorrow.

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fanttasttica · 6 months

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Male in the fox's mask

Eris x reader

You are betrothed to Eris, who was crowned as the High lord of the Autumn court recently. You don't know why he had chosen you and you are also mad at him. He made you feel like you were a cow for sale, so the night before your wedding, you decide to find someone, with whom you can lose your innocence. Will you get away with it?

warnings: smut

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“This is a very bad idea and you know that.. I know that” You said to your friend probably for the tenth time this night, as she dragged you to one bar, where you definitely shouldn't be going. “Oh come on, Y/N.. For the last few weeks we were talking about this, planning this and now you want to run? If you truly wish to return to your home, we can, but this is your last chance to do this. Decide carefully.” She put her hands on her hips, waiting impatiently for your answer. You thought about it once more. Maybe you really should return, this was too risky and the consequences could be deadly for you. There is a possibility that your family could somehow find out what you did and they could disown you. Well.. that was a better scenario. You heard a story about Morrigan, who did something similar like you were planning and you also knew what her family did to her. Your family was similar to them, so you wouldn't end up better, probably. And Eris would be also mad, it would be humiliating for him, to have not one, but two fiances, who decided to lose their virginities before the wedding, with some other male, but on the other hand.. You wanted this, maybe it was some sort of rebellion, since you had no say in this matter. Eris asked your father for your hand, the very next day he was crowned as High lord of the Autumn court and your father happily agreed. You still didnt know why Eris asked for you in the first place, you spoke to him a few times and you didn't have a nice time with him. He seemed cruel, like his father. He obviously liked mocking you and his eyes were watching you like prey, like a fox watching helpless rabbit before catching and eating him. You could forgive him all that, well after some time. Right now, you were mad too much. He made you feel like a cow for sale, like your only purpose was to be an obedient wife and birth as many children as possible. You clenched your fists. “No.. Let's go inside.” You were determined to go through with it to the end. Your friend smiled at you “As I thought.. Now, come, we shouldn't waste any more time.”

This bar was overcrowded, music was playing out loud, and you were sure that waking up tomorrow will be very challenging, since your head was already throbbing. “Now, what should I do?” you raised your voice, because there was no way that your friend would hear you if you continued whispering like outside. “We should go dancing. There are a lot of single males, who will surely come to you and try to seduce you. Don't worry, we will find someone you can fuck tonight.” She laughed happily and you followed her into the middle of the dancing floor. Of course you were teached how to dance, but this was something new to you. At first, you weren't sure how to move, but after a while, music got into you and you started to enjoy this. “Okay, I am really glad we are here, it's way more fun than in the court..” You admitted. “Yeah, it is. But don't forget the real reason why we came here and try to concentrate for a while. Is there someone who caught your eyes?” You looked around yourself, lights were not very bright, so you couldn't see the faces of people next to you so clearly, but you tried. You wanted to find someone tonight. You wanted to sleep with some male, so you could lose your innocence tonight. Your wedding was tomorrow and with it also your wedding night. You were supposed to save yourself for Eris, but you didn't want to give him the pleasure of taking your virginity, that's the reason why you were so determined to have sex with almost anyone tonight. As you were observing the room, you catched some male, who was looking at you from the other side of the room. He was tall, leaning to the bar as he watched you with a drink in his hand. What was weird is that his face was covered by a mask, representing a fox. You couldn't see the color of his eyes, but you felt them on your body. You were wearing a red dress, which were very tight on your body and were complimenting your curves. You bit your lips and turned to your friends. “Do you see that male in the fox's mask? He is standing next to a bar.” She looked over your shoulder, grinning at you. “I see a male in the fox's mask currently walking towards you.” Your eyes widened as you suddenly felt the male's chest pressed lightly to your back. Warm, that almost made you moan, was coming from him. He hadn't said anything to you, but you still felt the urge to please him and do everything for him. “I will not disturb you..” Your friends winked at you and she danced away. “You dont look like someone who normally comes to these types of parties, little mouse.” That stranger whispered to your ear, his breath made you shiver. He seemed familiar, but you couldn't remember where you heard him. “It is my first time here..” You admitted, suddenly feeling his hands on your lower abdomen. He pulled you closer to him, brushing his lips against your ears. You started breathing faster. "I see that.." Your cheeks are red, he obviously knows that being in the bar for the first time isn't the only thing that is new for you. "And why is that? What are you here for?" You closed your eyes and smiled, feeling pleasure only by his voice. "I.. I.." You exhaled shakily. "I just want to have some fun tonight." You replied a little bit hesitant. You possibly couldn't tell him the real reason why you were there. He would see only as an insane woman and probably would leave you right here on the spot. And you didn't want that. "Hmm.. That's something I can help you with, little mouse." You could see him smiling. "Really?" You asked maybe too happily. He chuckled darkly. "It will be my pleasure.." One of his hands remained on your lower abdomen and was pressing you to him and the other traveled to your neck. His fingers brushed against your neck and squeezed it tightly. Moan escaped your lips, he seemed pleased by that. "You have no idea what you have gotten yourself into."

Suddenly your surroundings changed and you were no longer standing on the dancing floor. You were in the quiet room, it was dark here, the only source of light was fire in the fireplace. The walls in the room were painted red, the furniture was made of dark brown wood, but what dragged your attention the most was the big bed that was in front of you. "It's better here. We will have more privacy." Maybe you should be frightened, you didn't know this man and it was also so easy.. Maybe this was normal? In the end you never did this before. "Yeah.. It's better like this." You agreed with him. What should you do? What should you say? As if he was reading your thoughts, he kissed the back of your neck and continued to do so, while he started unbuttoning your dress. This was it. "You know you can move? You can touch me as you please. I will not protest." You listened to him, you turned so now you were facing him and put your hands on his chest, it felt so strong. You looked him in the eyes, as you slowly took off his shirt, so now, he was naked before you. Well.. the upper part of his body was naked and to the Cauldron. This man was perfect. You stroked him gently for a while, trying to remember this sight, because only Cauldron knows, if you will ever see this perfection again. He was standing still, allowing you to explore his body. You dared to do the next move, you kissed his neck and heard a groan which escaped his lips. You were doubting your skills, but it was nice hearing him, it gave you more courage to continue with this. “Jump” he gave you command and you obeyed him. Now, your faces were next to each other, he kissed you passionately, dominantly as he laid you on his big soft bed. His mouth traveled to your neck, leaving marks everywhere, it felt like he was marking his property. His hands moved curiously, at first they were holding your hips, squeezing them but now, you felt them on your thighs. He used them to open your legs for him, which resulted in you moaning. You felt so vulnerable, spread like this for the first time. Devilish smirk was playing on his lips, as if he knew what were you thinking now. One of his hands started to go up by your thighs, pulling up your dress at the same time. With his other hand, he decided to pay attention to your sweet core and you were really happy with that decision. You felt throbbing the whole time and release was coming. Firstly, he decided to use fingers, which were magical. After a while, you became a moaning mess, breathing faster than usual. “Please.. I want more..” You whispered, your voice filled with need. “What do you need? You have to tell my little mouse..” of course he wasn't going to give it to you so easily. “Anything you will give me, please!” You were already desperate. His fingers were awesome, but you needed more. He laughed “It's your first time and you are already so spoiled..” You weren't sure how he noticed that, but since yo couldnt think clearly, you let it go. In the end, it wasn't you who had some experience, unlike him. With the way he knew how exactly to touch you, it was obvious that he sure had many women in his bed. “But I will grant you your wish.. Now lay still.”

You were watching him as he knelt down before you and started devouring you with his mouth. You were crushing sheets in your first, as you felt your orgasm tonight building in you. It was amazing, how could you miss out on something like this for so many years? At the same time, you were also wondering. You talked with some married friends about this topic and none of them said, this is also possible and is so pleasurable. As you reached your peak, you moaned loudly, if you knew his name, you would be repeating it like a prayer. “I was imagining how you taste for so many months now.. But in reality, you are much sweeter..” Another word you didn't understand, but now, you were concentrating on your lingering pleasure, instead of this, thinking he was just weird. Maybe he saw you at the court? That could also be the reason why he felt so familiar. This would be really bad, since he could use what had happened against you, but again, this isn't something you could concentrate on at the moment. And it was late anyway. Maybe you hadn't had sex yet, but this was basically the same. He moved, now his body was covering yours, his eyes found yours as he kissed you again, but now it was slower, as if he tried to enjoy every moment of this, trying to remember how you taste. In the next second, he found a zipper on your back and unzipped your dress. He gladly helped you take off your dress and throw it on the floor. Now you were entirely naked, exposed to him and he sure was enjoying this. His eyes were eating you alive, you could swear that you saw fire flame dancing in them. He wasn't wasting any more time, only now you saw that he is naked too. You couldn't help yourself, you looked at his member, finding it… well big. It was bigger than you expected it to be. You knew, this can be painful for the woman, especially if it's her first time and if every man had something like this, it wasn't surprising at all. You inhaled sharply, your eyes filled with worries but with need at the same time. Maybe you were scared a little bit, but you still wanted to continue. “We can stop, if you want.” He offered you, his voice was soft and filled with understandment. You shake your head. “No. I want this. “You assured him, he studied your face for a while, but he wasn't trying to talk you out of it again. You both wanted this, wanted and needed more. He took you gently, trying to distract you with his mouth, which he used to kiss you, but also to bite your neck and nipples, which were hard due to his attacks. It was unpleasant at first, but after you got used to him and he started to move faster, with more confidence, you rolled your eyes with pleasure. “You are amazing, my mouse, taking me so well..” He was whispering to your ear, taking everything you offered him and you were doing the same. Enjoying the pleasure he was giving you, not holding back anything, not your moans, not your hands and mouth, which you were using to please him. His groans were like music to your ears, louder as he was closer and closer to his release. “Come with me.. now.” You were really close and his words set you from the edge, another wave of pleasure overwhelmed you and made you see the stars.

You were tired, so much tired and also terrified a little bit, not that you would admit it out loud. Today was your wedding day. It was supposed to be a happy occasion, well maybe in another court, in Autumn weddings being a happy day for the bride was rare. In this court, people were marrying off their daughters for political benefits, not because they were in love. This was your situation. You were hoping that after what you did yesterday, you will feel better, but you weren't sure anymore. You weren't much more confident at all. The thought of this act of rebellion still gave you some satisfaction, but at the same time, you were sad. Yesterday's night was magical, it felt so good and that man was so nice to you and you were sure that Eris will be different. And now, you were supposed to know, what are you missing out, again? That cursed male. It wasn't his fault, it was your. You shouldn't be thinking about him, but you were and not only because of the pleasure he gave you. You were also thinking about his eyes, about his voice, about the pet name he gave you.. About everything he did and said that night. You were missing him. This was crazy, you were crazy. You will probably not see him ever again, you had to stop thinking about him, but you just couldn't. Not when your maids were helping dress you into your wedding gown, not when they were doing your makeup and hair. You were even thinking about him even now, as you walked down the aisle to the priestess and your soon to be husband. You woke up from your trance, after your father pulled your hand. He gave you a warning look, before turning to the High lord and giving him your hand. Right at this moment did you dare to look at him and after you did that, the whole word stopped. There he was, High lord, your fiance.. and the male you lost your innocence with in the same person. He was glaring at your father angrily, but as he turned his gaze at you, his look became softer and there was a little smirk on his lips. He gently helped you to step closer to him and the priestess, if he hadn't done that, you'd probably be standing there for the rest of your life. You were lost in thoughts during the entire ceremony. You felt so many emotions and thought about so many things that you got lost in them. You didn't even know what to feel. Relief? Joy? Anger perhaps? Before you could figure it out, you were already Eris' wife and Lady of the Autumn with many people who wanted to meet and congratulate you and also with a big celebration ahead.

During the day, you hadn't had time to talk with Eris that much. Actually, he didn't say a word to you and you weren't sure if you wanted to talk to him at all. You were mad at him, but at the same time, you were glad that it was him yesterday. These feelings were complicated, the only fact that was worse is that you had only a little time to think about everything in peace. Currently, you were walking accompanied by your mother to your husband's chambers. It was your wedding night, the first night you were supposed to spend together and consummate your marriage. “Y/N! Are you listening to me? This is very important for us!” She barked at you. You frowned at her. “I know, mother. And I also know about everything that is expected from me tonight. You already told me everything. Don't worry, I will play my part well, like always.” Her expression saddened suddenly, only for a brief moment, before it was gone again. “Good.. I know you are ready. So.. go.” She nodded towards big mahagon doors which were guarded by a few guards and a few courtiers. Suddenly, you were nervous again. Knowing that they will be here, listening to you all night.. But there was nothing you could do. It was another tradition in the Autumn court. You walked to the doors, which were opened by guards, right on time. You inhaled deeply before stepping to the room.

Eris was already here, looking into the fireplace, holding some drink in his hands. Unlike you, he was still wearing the suit he was wearing during the wedding and later during the celebration. Feeling too exposed, you pulled your robe closer to your body, hugging yourself. “Do you realize, there is nothing I haven't seen before?” You bit your lip. “I am really sorry. I know what I did was.. irresponsible. It was a mistake that will never happen again, I assure you and ask for your forgiveness.” You felt his gaze on you, but you avoided his eyes. You were almost sure that he was going to punish you and you were too scared to look him in the eyes, when he says how is he going to punish you. Instead, he sighed and drank from his glass. “I knew what you were planning for a while. One of my men was watching you for a long time, since the first day we met. His job was to make sure my father didn't hurt you while he was still alive. When he died, I originally wanted to recall him, but.. I couldn't. Until you were mine, I wanted to know what you were doing and if you were okay. I wanted to know who you are talking to and if there is another man in your life.. And when I found out what you were planning.. I was considering letting you do it. You obviously really wanted it, but in the end I couldn't do it. I couldn't bring myself to leave you for another man. I'm selfish, but I've wanted you for myself since the first time I saw you. Even before we first spoke.” This was too much, shaking your head, you looked at him and saw nothing but honesty written on his face. “I don't understand you. Everytime we spoke you were.. almost rude.” This wasn't making any sense for you, be he was willing to explain it to you. “I know, it was again, because of my father. I couldn't possibly tell him about.. my feelings. About our bond.” Your expression widened and suddenly, you felt it, the mating bond, forming between you two. “You are my mate, Y/N. That's why I couldn't let you leave that bar with another male. That's why I wanted to marry you in the first place. I will gladly admit it, I am a very selfish male.” He shrugged, turning back at you, again drinking from his glass. He was giving you an opportunity to think about what you are going to say next, but you didn't need that. Finally, you knew very well what you were thinking and what you wanted. Step after step, you walked towards him, placing your hand on his cheeks in a loving gesture. “Eris.. I think.. I love you. I think I always loved you, but my anger at many other things overshadow it. I'm ashamed to admit it. This doesn't mean that I am fully forgiving you. I am still a little bit mad at you, because you didn't tell me this sooner and let me wonder what my future is going to look like.. But I am not afraid any longer. And I am glad that last night.. it was you, who took me for the first time. I admit it, I was thinking about you all morning today.” You said shyly and he smiled at you, pleased at your confession. “You have been driving me crazy for a months now, my mouse..” He wrapped his hands around your waist. “I am happy that you are finally mine, even if you are still a little angry.. But luckily I know very well how to make you forgive me.” He said as he catched your lips to his. That night, he showed you, how he is going to make it up to you many times.

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mmmmmmmmmmmmsoup · 2 months

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Scientist Yandere x Scientist reader

Warning: it's yandere shit.

let me know how this fic is, any tips?

you were a new scientist, freshly graduated from university. you worked hard to get where you are today, sleepless nights, cramming for finals, lack of a social life, but you did it! And now you were beginning your new job.

As a newbie they put you in robotics department, to be a helper for Dr. Winton.

when meeting Dr. Winton, he was a bit... odd, well maybe not odd but frazzled, he clearly had a lot going on in his head and often misplaced things, spending too much time trying to re-find them. Forgetting about taking breaks he would go the whole day not eating and wonder why he doesn't feel well. His hair was a mess and his clothes were littered with staines.

you could see why they made you his helper.

he clearly needed it.

For the first week, it was a little awkward at first, long pauses of silence not knowing what to say for each other, but when you did talk he was very nice, nervous but nice. he seemed like the kinda guy that wouldn't hurt a fly.

Your friendship really started during your guy's lunch break. you would check the time and invite him to lunch with you, so you know... he would remember to eat.

The first time you asked, he hit his head on a metal arm he was working on, clearly forgetting you were there and of the time.

But during lunch is when you would have real conversations. he would ask you simple questions to break the ice, you doing the same. By the end of the week you gotten to the point where you started making jokes with each other, laughing about what happened on the weekend and the silly stuff that went down in the lab. Like the day Dr. Winton slipped on some oil that was on the floor, and when you went to help him, you ended up slipping also, both laying and laughing on the floor.

Dr. Winton even insisted you called him by his first name, Levi.

you guys worked well together, both coming up with ideas to improve tests, you making sure Levi doesn't over work himself, and Levi teaching you far more then your past university ever could.

After a few months, Levi's health started to improve, he put on a bit of weight because you were making sure he ate, his eye bags were beginning to be less and less noticeable. Now that you were around and he wasn't just working by him self for hours on end, he started to make the effort of wearing new and clean clothes. Not that you paid attention to it, but he smelled better. One day he came to work with a very high potent cologne on, and you made a joke about him going on a date.

"woah, does someone have a date tonight?"

"N-No! ...um, why do you ask?"

"Oh its nothing, you just smell like your going somewhere fancy."

"Oh, well I was just trying something new..."

"fair enough, no harm in that!"

"...But hypothetically, If I was going on a date... is the cologne too much?"

"way to much. usually 1 or 2 sprays is plenty."

"got it."

After that Levi started to go light on the cologne.

you guy's ended up being good friends, and even better coworkers, you as a team were reaching new and exciting goals in the robotics department, creating an AI that was able to some what communicate with people. together you guys made a butler robot for the lab, you tell the company its for research, which it is, but you can't lie and say you don't like it for cleaning it does.

anytime the company questioned Levi or wanted to make budget cuts, you always had his back and stood for the department you both worked in.

But over a year later of making robots and AI's, Levi started falling back into his old ways...

one day when you were about to leave work, you realized you forgot your key's, so you run back to the lab only to find Levi, elbows deep in a robots chest cavity. He clearly wasn't expecting you and tried to hide the robot behind his back, despite the robot looming over him. took you an hour to convince him to leave it for tomorrow.

another time, after the weekend you walk into the lab on a Monday morning to find Levi viciously scribbling on a note pad wearing the same clothes he was wearing on Friday. you confronted him about and told him how he couldn't be doing this sort of thing and that it wasn't healthy. He agreed with you and said he'd stop.

that promise only lasted for 2 weeks, unit he was back at it again.

through out those 2 weeks he would go on about the idea of giving robots the ability to feel, have emotions, feel pain.

you told him that may be unwanted and doing that may be a sick way of playing god.

"I don't know it just kinda sounds messed up to me" you shrugged.

"what? no no, you just don't get. you see if we are able to create a being without life organisms that has free will, imagine what we could do with that!" Levi insisted.

"...what exactly would we do with that?" you questioned.

"uh well... we could have them in army's! and make them do the jobs no one else wants to do!"

"but why would the ability of feeling help with that? your saying you want to make a being that feels emotion's and then put them in the army to kill people? what kind of emotions do these robots have? sounds messed up." you argued.

"but thats the thing! you don't tell the robot to have certain feelings, they just have them! just like how me and you have feelings!" Levi puts a hand on your shoulder, staring into your eyes. It felt like he meant something with that last statement, but you were unsure what exactly.

"Listen Levi, if you want to be god or make god, just say that" you say in a joking tone while shooting your hands up in the air.

"I just think in the long term of things, I personally don't see the point? or in the very least the positive effects to society." you shrug it off making your way out of the lab.

"I'm grabbing some lunch see you in the cafeteria in 5?" you question just before leaving.

Levi breathes out huff of air, "yeah I'll meet you there..."

Unknown to you Levi started coming into the lab at night, he made sure to try and do it when you wouldn't be around, the tracker on your car made that easier for him.

He really liked you, a lot but it wasn't enough for him. He didn't want to be just a normal couple. You and him worked together inside and outside the lab, If you were a couple you'd be unstoppable, creating forms of life that could freely interact with human kind, the world would never forget your names. and the robots that didn't have free will could be used as a tools to making the world a better place and purge the beings that make the world bad.

Based on the last conversation you both had, you weren't fully on board as he was, so he just needs to show you! Simple as that! He just needs to build a robot that fully functions on it's own, and have the ability to have feelings, simple!

If Levi has ever needed extra tools or supplies, he will steal things from other departments of the company. Whatever it takes for him to complete his work.

And to make sure you don’t find out about this little secret too soon, Levi put some cameras in your home, it’s for science! He may watch you when your sleeping and living your life, but that’s for science too!

Of course you started growing suspicious about Levi, seemingly going back to his old habits and all, like re-wearing clothes and forgetting to drink water. Frankly you were just worried about him, not as a coworker but as a friend.

One day you sat down with him and told him about your feelings, how you were worried for him and his health.

Levi was a little shocked at first, he knew that you were friends but didn’t know you cared so much. He gave you such a warm smile, you just had to go and warm his heart.

He tried to ease your nerves and say that it was all gonna stop soon. But honestly, phrases like that, it did anything but ease nerves

This went on for a few weeks, until on your day off you got the urge to go to the lab. You really were hoping Levi wasn’t there, but you were pretty confident he was, and if he was you were gonna give him a mad talking to. Call it selfish, but you didn’t want to watch your friend waste away, so either he was gonna be better or you were moving departments.

Now, as stated Levi has a tracker on your car. But if your Levi, you also get pretty side tracked with your projects, so while he had his welding mask on he didn’t see his phone blinking.

You show up to the lab, opening the door without a hesitation, the lab is dark except in the one area Levi is working. Levi swings his head in your direction.

“Y/N! What are you doing here?”

"why am I here? What about you?! Levi I told you this isn't healthy for you. I don't know whats gotten into you lately hut this needs to stop, I can keep watching you do this to your self, whatever this is!"

"no no no, Y/n please, just give me some more time, I'm so close! I can feel it! you understand!", Levi drops his tools and starts making his way to you with a frantic look on his face.

"understand what exactly?! Levi if you don't stop doing this, I'm going to request changing departments." you say sternly.

Levi stops in his place, taking in what you said, "...you don't mean that."

"I do." you reply, "I can't keep watching you do this to yourself, look at yourself! when was the last time you changed your shirt?"

Levi frantically grabs your hands and places them in his own "please Y/n, you'll understand one day I promise, please don't leave me!."

you try to pull your hands away, but Levi has them in a strong hold, he gets on both of his knees, pulling your hands to his chest.

"please Y/n! just go along with it for a little longer! You could join me on my search, one day we will be able to rule a new age of beings, just you and I!" Levi's eyes start to tear up, he's begging you to just go along with this.

"Levi! you acting crazy!" you blurt out, still trying to pull your hands back

"Don't say that! I know you don't mean it! if I just showed you, I know you would be on board! I'm not crazy!" Levi is forcing your hands to caress his face, tears drop down from his face onto your skin.

you gather all your strength to push Levi away, in that moment Levi lets go and falls on the floor. Not wanting to turn your back, unsure of what he might do, you stand your ground and carefully watch him.

Levi is wiping his tears away, clearly frustrated, his breathing is uneven. He stands up closing his eyes and taking a breath to calm down. Looking down, Levi carries an angered expression.

"you just don't get it...", Levi spoke in almost a hush tone, but just enough for you to hear it.

Levi grabs something in his pocket, a remote of some sort, clicking a button a red light flashes on behind him. you shield your eyes from the abrupt light, not able to see whats causing the red light.

"But you will." Levi spoke.

suddenly you hear loud stomping noises coming towards you, you look past Levi and see an outline of a giant robot emerging from the shadows, the head of the robot is whats casting the red hue around the room.

you step back, but you quickly burst into running, heading towards the exit. But it's too late, whatever Levi had built was fast enough to grab you around your waste with just one arm, not long after you feel a pinching feeling in your neck. the world starts to become more blurry and dark, the floor of the lab you once loved to work is the last thing you see just before you pass out.

Boom. how was that? this post was inspired by a song "I'm Sane" by Axie, I know its about a video game, but this is just what i came up with.

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their last argument w/ you

❥part 1

❥characters: zhongli, xiao, ayato

❥plot: (characters) reacted to the news of male!reader passing away after a huge argument and their last words to the reader was something really hurtful

❥genre: angst

❥gender: male

❥warning: mentioned of death

❥requested by: anonymous

zhongli

zhongli was giving you the silent treatment. you two don't argue with each other, but this isn't the first you two had got into this situation.

childe invited you to the liuli pavilion for dinner with the traveler and paimon, but dinner was awkward when you two were giving each other a silent treatment.

"You can't stay angry forever, you know? It's not like it's very important." You sighed, taking a sip of your booze.

"…" zhongli didn't reponsed.

"Quit acting like a child and just forget about it." You scolded lightly, but Zhongli still didn't respond. "..."

"Uh…so, how was your trip?" childe asked awkwardly.

"..."

"Are those two in the middle of a quarrel?" paimon sweatdropped.

"I…It never happened before. I've never seen Mr. Zhongli so angry…" childe whispered to Paimon.

"...Very well…I will take my leave. Enjoy your dinner without me." you said calmly before walking off.

"Mr. [Y]! Wait!" paimon called out for you, but you chose to ignore it.

zhongli sends you a worried glance. he has this bad feeling that he's going to regret this. worried, he thinks about how he's going to apologize to you by tomorrow.

the next day…

zhongli woke up to see that you didn't return home last night after dinner, making zhongli more concerned about your condition.

the former geo archon sat alone at the dining table and waited for you until a knock on the door interrupted his breakfast. he was hoping that it was you, but unfortunately it wasn't you. it was lumine, paimon, and childe.

"Oh, it's you three. Not today. I'm not in a mood for wine." zhongli sighed as he's about to close the door, but childe stopped him from closing the door with a big frown on his face.

"We have…some bad news…" childe mumbled.

"...? Why are you telling me?" zhongli questioned.

"...W-well, we received something from the restaurant this morning about the waiter who works there." lumine mentioned. "A report that he poisoned the booze that…Mr. [Y] was drinking…"

"...Come on now. [Y] is Lucas, the Bringers of The Light. He is immune to poison." zhongli chuckled nervously.

"..." the trio stood quiet.

"...Right…?" zhongli asked with worry, already feeling his heart thumping. "Please don't make that face. I'm curious. Is he alright…?"

"We're sorry…"

zhongli gasped and slowly backed away, "T…that's not true. There is no way…"

why did such a small argument turn into a big tragic end for you?

xiao

you were pissed off at how aggressive xiao is. the argument just happened so fast, but it was later cut short after xiao just walked off from the argument.

although, xiao wished that the argument never happened and he wished that he was able to protect you on time, but he was too late.

"Why did it have to end this way…?" xiao gritted his teeth, holding onto your lifeless body. "We have an argument for nothing…"

ayato

"Can you be any more reckless?" ayato argued with you as he followed you in the hall. "How could you put yourself up for this?"

"Shut up. Why complain about shit? I'm only gonna face Raiden Shogun myself." you mentioned.

"That's the problem! If you go face her alone, you won't survive! Just think!" ayato complained.

the argument begins after thoma escapes raiden shogun's grasp, thanks to the traveler. you wanted to head over and seek revenge because you had enough of the vision hunt. you will take the matter in your own hands, but ayato couldn't let you do it on your own because he's afraid of losing you.

"Are you saying that I'm not strong enough! I'm strong enough to take her out just like I take out Sara!" you snapped.

"...I'm saying this is a death wish! Just because you take out Sara doesn't mean you can take out the god of eternity!"

"Screw this argument! I don't have time for this crap!" you finished before heading out of the shrine, ignoring ayato yelling your name.

"[Y]! [Y]!" ayato cried out, but you were already gone. "...That idiot…Why is he…?"

an hour later, ayato thought you would come back safe and sound and gave up, but you haven't returned back home. he was going to go out and look for you, but it was until he received devastating news from his sister, ayaka. there were no signs of you, except a broken katana was in his sister's palm.

"...Why are you giving me this…?" ayato asked with a forceful smile. "This isn't [Y]'s katana, is it?"

"..."

"Is it?!"

"...He passed after his loss in battle with the god of eternity…" ayaka quivers her lips. "...There's nothing but his katana…in a bad shape…"

"..." ayato fell to his knees, staring devastatingly before breaking down.

an instant regret. why didn't he just go after you? why didn't he just let you off? why? why? why?

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