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exodusmc · 2 years
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Golden, like the snitch
Genre: Hogwarts au, fluff, some angst
Words: 3092
Paring:  slytherin  Sehun x  hufflepuff reader
Warning!: Injury, bad relationship with parents
a/n: This ones a part in my hogwarts series, I’m solwly working one the other guys as well. But schools hard man, but maybe it will clam down a little now and I’ll get some motivation back! I will try to update Insider more and I hope everyones well!
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Gif is not mine 
You were always sitting by the window facing whomping willow, a book in your hands that flipped pages with a soft sound. Sehun would lean his head against one of the many book shelves, eyes closed as he just listened. The title could be about animals or herbs, even the universe was in your rotations of books. But it was your time to relax, his too, and he really needed it right now. There was a quidditch match right around the corner, looming over his shoulders like his bloodline. 
Sehun was a pureblood and he remembered the day he got sorted to slytherin, the happiness and relief he felt made him almost feel like he was drowning. But that was a long time ago, he was young back then, believing in blood and pride. Things were different now when he was sitting on the floor just breathing. The wish for everything to always be like this was growing like weed in his soul. 
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Cheering echoed like a white noise in his head. Chanyeol swished around in his red clothing with grins on his lips. Sure, they were friends with each other but he was competitive and Sehun knew he actually had to try, if he wanted to avoid the disappointment of his father. 
Sweat dropped down his forehead as the Quaffel was thrown up. 
“Game on” someone screamed as Sehun focused everything on the snitch. He had to get it.
Wind ripped around him as he flew towards the golden ball, seeing the other seeker in the corner of his eye. Sehun barely managed to avoid the gryffindor coming at him.
Diving down, he slipped between wooden poles, only accompanied by the drumming of his heart. He was lean which meant he could move fast and it made him a great seeker, but he was also foolish. 
Coming up from the tunnel like graves around the arena, he was so focused on the snitch he missed the other seeker.  Swirling around and around, pain shot up his side. Sehun could feel his vision blurr but he had to ignore it and all the gasps from the public. He couldn't even hear what the announcer said, only try to steer his broom right. 
“Shit shit…”his mumble was lost to the wind, adrenaline making the pain forgettable. The snitch was so close now, he could almost feel it with his fingers tips. Cheering broke out around him and Sehun exhaled one last time. 
Lifting his gaze from the golden ball, time stopped, because there was another golden thing right before him. His obsidian eyes met yours as you were standing with the other hufflepuffs, right in the direction he was flying towards. It was you and only you, until there was nothing. 
Gaps broke through the crowd and you put your hands over your mouth. Someone was screaming at the slytherin beaters but you could only stare at the green and black pile on the ground. Both bludgers had hit him in the side. 
Teachers rushed towards him, Hagrid lifting the limp body and ignoring Mcgonagall's warnings to wait for a gurney.    
You hadn't spoken much with Sehun but you knew about the Oh family since they had an interesting history but rumors spread like wildfires in Hogwarts so you knew more than just history too. Searching through the crowd, you found the man who had similar features to Sehun but he didn't even look concerned. No, he only stood up and left the stand. 
“Did he die?” someone to your right asked but you could only hope it was not the case, besides Madame Pomfrey was excellent with what she was doing, the best. You knew since you had studied a little under her and she was almost a miracle worker. 
Sehun groaned as he seemingly came back to life, the grogginess and headache making him turn to the side and hope for a bucket or something to catch his last lunch. But nothing came up, only liquid since he hadn't eaten for five days. 
Coughing, he managed to focus on the tall windows. It wasn't something new, being in the hospital wing, but the figure standing to his right, holding a bucket, was something new.
You looked concerned at his pale face, even if you had watched it turn green, blue and red. He had some nasty bruises still but they had started to fade, all thanks to…
“Madame Pomfrey, he’s awake!” you called for the peculiar woman, watching as she came out from her room.
She had a tendency to not like when the wing was crowded but ever since you expressed interest in healing magic, had she helped you and taken a liking to you. Madame Pomfrey would smile at you and say that she felt safe leaving her wing to you when her time had come. It made you feel both warm and weird, how could she not be in the hospital wing? Folding sheets or making sure that all the supplies were stocked?
“Now now mister Oh, please stay down..” she pushed Sehun down gently, making him still as she checked to see how he had healed. 
You remember coming later the same day he had fallen, just before curfew. The scary bandages and hollowness of his eyes. It got worse when Madame Pomfrey told you about the broken ribs and arm and dislocated shoulder and twisted ankle and…yeah, you were surprised he was as whole as he was.
“Everything seems to be healing right but I want you to rest for this day…”the Madame stood up, mumbling to herself a little as she thought about what she had to write down, you guessed.”I’ll get you some food…and Y/n, please don't stay too long, our patient needs his sleep..”
She said everything with a smile but you knew she meant it too, besides why were you here? You didn't know Sehun..maybe you should tell his friends instead. 
Madame Pomfrey left with the closing of the privacy screens and you were alone with Sehun. It got awkward fast, you wondered why you were still there and he thought about how you had seen him take fall from the sky and throw up. He was so cool..yeah right, all he had to do now was say something stupid. 
“How..how are you feeling?” the question hung in the air, your voice soft like the turning of pages. 
Sehun closed his eyes, floating back to all the times in the library, the peace and calm. He hadn't realised until now but you were a safe space just as much as the window nook. 
“I’m sore but that’s about it…have a little bit of a headache, maybe..”your smile was too pretty, almost unfair. He knew why you belonged to hufflepuff. 
“That’s good…since you took quite a fall..”his slightly reddening cheeks made you giggle. Gazing at him up close was so different from seeing him in the corridors, the boy was not as scary as you thought. 
The ruffle of fabric made the both of you tense as Madame Pomfrey arrived with food, her blue eyes having something knowing in them. 
“Here you go mister Oh…eat carefully now so it stays down..”she left as soon as she came but you knew it was time for you to go as well. 
“Well I should leave you now…”it actually made him disappointed, seeing you stand up from the chair. It felt empty now. “By the way…you caught it, the snitch..”
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“Dude! You can't scare us like that!” Chanyeol’s loud voice made Madame Pomfrey almost throw her tray, glaring at the giant who pulled the privacy screens with one goal in mind. Junmeyon had the decency to look embarrassed and apologetic at the older woman before he to piled into the almost room.”I really thought you were dead!”
Sehun smiled a little, the feeling of warmness spreading through his cold chest when he watched Junmyeon, Chanyeol and Baekhyun standing before him. The others would be here too if it weren't for school and Madame Pomfrey. But they were family and the best thing that could have ever happened to him. They were what made him take the right way, his own way. 
“Yea! I mean, we couldn't have let you go in that way! It would have been too embarrassing for you!” Baekhyun teased but Junmyeon would later tell him that the other slytherin boy had cried for days and been red eyed due to it. Chaewon had told them about how scared he was, even after it was declared that Sehun would survive. 
“How did you miss the bludgers!?”Chanyeol leaned forward, staring his friend down. Sehun was usually one of the best players and missing those goddamn iron balls was one hell of a rookie mistake, especially since it was so they were coming towards him.
Something clicked in Baekhyun's brain and he got that grin on his face, accompanied with that look that only meant hell was about to go down. Junmyeon swallowed because he also knew why and it was spelt hufflepuff. 
“Maybe he was looking for something else..just as gold as the snitch..”the smirk widened, his tone crawling over Sehun’s skin. Baekhyun leaned forward, excitement in his brown eyes.”A little bird whispered that she had been here everyday since the fall…hmm, you wouldn't know, would ya?”
Sehun’s cheeks reddened and that was that, his crush confirmed for his loud mouthed friend. Chanyeol’s eyes widened as realisation hit him like the Hogwarts express.
“Is it her you have been going to all this time? When you just disappear?” Chanyeol’s question made Sehun even hotter in the face and Baekhyun made some delighted noise. 
“My my..have our little Sehunnie fallen in love? I never thought I would see the day!” Baekhyun could tease anyone to death but he was quickly remiended with his own pining after Chaewon and actually kept his mouth shut after that. 
“Well..I’m happy you’re fine..”Junmyeon smiled, his hair perfectly laid.”Rest some more now..”
With that was Sehun left alone again and Chanyeol hurried out when he felt the daggers Madame Pomfrey's eyes threw after him.
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You didn't dare come back for three days after Sehun had woken up, too embarrassed and filled with butterflies. But the Madame asked for your help so one morning, when the double doors closed, were you standing in the room and alone with the black haired slytherin again. 
“Good morning.”Sehun had started to love the sounds of your voice, carving to hear the tones.
“Morning..”it became quiet again, you two just studying each other.” Why are you here?”
Maybe it sounded rude, he hoped it didn't, but he sure knew what he wished you would say. 
“I’m helping Madame Pomfrey…and she shows me some…stuff.”
“Oh…”disappointing but not surprising, stupid of him to hope you came to see him. 
Quiet again, so heavy that it felt like something pressed down on his chest. Sehun’s hair shone in morning light filtering through half opened white curtains. It looked soft when it had no gel in, like you wanted to pull your fingers through it. Some colour had returned to his face as well but the tone was still contracting to those were dark eyes. Green sure fit him but this not so perfect look made him less hard. 
“How’s everything going? Are you well now?” you kept your distance, watching like you always did. He was pure blood and you were half, it would never be okay or even an option.
“I’m okay now, getting out tomorrow..”
“Oh…”you wanted to say more, wanted to ask about him..the real him, but nothing left your lips, nothing left his.”That’s great to hear…”
Sehun didn't have a chance to say something more, he could only watch as you slipped into Madame Pomfrey’s room.
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Sehun watched you from afar, gaze following as he guessed you were picking out a book to read at your nook…One week had passed since he left the hospital wing and he felt like the two of you were catching each other's eyes more but you would look away, every time. And Baekhyun noticed, he noticed it too much. 
“You know..ogling at her won't make her come talk to you…” Sehun glared at his house mate, hating the heat he felt covering his cheeks.
“You forced Chanyeol to come when you wanted to talk to Chaewon…about dragons too..”Kyungsoo didn't look up from his book when he spoke, missing the offended look Baekhyun had. 
“Yeah…and you were pale because you were so stressed.”Chanyeol smiled but Sehun had noticed that his giant of a friend was looking for someone and that he had been a little off since he ran into that ravenclaw. 
“Maybe I can get Chaewon to talk to her!..”Baekhyun’s voice was loud again, earning glares from a table filled with students.”...but I don't really know if they are friends…”
Sehun stopped listening because you were gone and it took most of his willpower to not go after you or at least where he thought you went.
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Autumn had turned to winter and Sehun started to dread the holiday break, even if there were weeks left. He hadn't heard from his father since he fell and it probably meant he was mad. It clouded his mind and Chanyeol was worried for his friend, seeing him fall deeper and deeper in that dark void. 
“Hey..are you staying over the holidays?” Sehun looked at the giant, scarf covering most of his lower face but letting his ears point out.”I was thinking about it anyway…”
Sehun sighed. He knew that Chanyeol really wanted to go home, see his family and the creature he called a dog. 
“No…I’m going home…” but it wasn't home, not like Hogwarts.”I think you should too.”
Chanyeol smiled sadly, throwing his arm over his friend's shoulders. 
“Well then, we better celebrate before everyone leaves!” yea, before everyone leaves…” Butterbeers on me!”
Sehun laughed lightly, nodding his head, black hair laid perfectly just like his uniform.  He would miss his friends but he couldn't keep them here, not when they already did so much for him. However, there was one more place he had to go to before leaving, one more person to see. 
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The bookshelves were the same, spines in all colours and with all titles. Sehun walked quietly, following his usual path towards the window. But you weren't there, no he was just staring out the glass at a grey world which would probably soon be covered in white snow. The whomping willow bare and almost lonely. 
“Oh…uhm…”he turned fast as lightning, wide eyed and blushing. You stood there, book in hand and robes falling over your form.”Sorry…are using this…uhm place?”
Sehun just stared. There you were, busting him. Shit. 
“No no…eh..”Sehun scratched his neck, wondering what he should say. You had already seen him and it would be weird if he just ran away.”You can…read here, if you want..”
But he didn't move, glancing up and down from your book to your eyes. You too felt like disappearing. No one had ever come close the million times you had been here and now was Oh Sehun standing there, looking dumbfounded. 
“O..okay..?”Shit, he should really leave, like now but he didn't want to. The next time he could be in forever and anything could happen. 
“Maybe we can…use it together?” Sehun grabbed a random book from the shelf, smiling slightly. It made his face completely different, soft and with arched brows instead of straight.
“Sure…but I didn't know you were interested in the frog choir…” Sehun looked down at the book he had taken, hearing you giggle softly under your breath. He blushed, putting it back before actually looking at the titles.
You kept laughing as quietly as you could, hopping up to sit by the window you always sat, back pressed against the wooden frame. It was actually spaceus up there and had a nice view of the outside, something which made you calm, for the most part. But now, now was a slytherin distracting you. 
Sehun looked and looked, taking a book called “History of frogs and the magic world” and putting it back. It made you laugh again, the clueless look he had as he searched for something bearable to read. He didn't know that this was the “frog corner” and that you had chosen it because almost no one came back here.
“You won't find anything here…If you don't want to read about frogs…”your smile was wide as Sehun turned to look at you, this weird feeling floating through him. Most of the time, he was hiding behind one of the shelfs but was now right before you.
“Ah…Yeah not really..”
“Do..Do you want me to read for you?” you lifted the book in your hands, heat slowly creeping up your face.” I’m a couple pages in but maybe that’s okay?”
Sehun nodded, swallowing a little too hard. It was everything he had dreamed of for a long time but it felt..not scary but not okay either. Like this could break a fragile picture of something he cherished. 
He hopped onto the window sill, leaning against the cool glass as you started to read. It was pleasant to listen to, made his heart beat calmly. Your voice was really like the turning of pages, soft and full in a sense that only emotions made vowles. 
With closed eyes, he let the whole world be only you and your voice. There was nothing more, no problem and no need. Only you and him. Everything made you hope a little, glancing at the slytherin boy with polished hair and no part of his uniform tilted. Maybe one day, you’ll read for him but those words will be your own and said to him as a promise of forever…hopefully he’ll have his own too. 
“Shhhhh…”Baekhyun waved his hand up and down, a camera pointing towards a window. He was leaning as much as he could around the bookshelf, holding his tongue between his teeth. 
You and Sehun were blissfully unaware of the jokester, who was Sehun’s housemate. But he was too unaware of the gryffindor taking his own picture. Those two pictures would later become your favorite when your Hogwarts years were done. Sehun would blush but secretly feel the same
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proudahgase-exol · 10 months
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Sehun hates y/n Part 6
Summary: Sehun and you spend more time together and become some what friends. Sehun starts to develop some feelings for you and tells Kyungsoo and Xiumin about it and they try to give him advice.
𝔭𝔞𝔱.1 - 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱.2 - 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱.3 - 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱.4 - 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱.5 - 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱.6 - 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱.7 - 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱.8 - 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱.9
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sillytaetime · 2 years
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My Bias list!!!
ok, so you guys know the groups i write for, but i figured i would tell you guys all the groups i stan and my bias’s and bias wreckers:)
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Enhypen-- my bias is Heeseung; my bias wrecker is Jay.
Pentagon-- my bias is Kino; I don't have a bias wrecker.
BTS-- my bias is Jungkook; my bias wrecker is Taehyung.
Tomorrow x Together-- my bias is beomgyu; my bias wrecker is Taehyun.
Seventeen-- my bias is Mingyu; my bias wreckers are Jeonghan, Woozi and The8.
NCT 127-- my bias is Jaehyun; my bias wrecker is Mark.
NCT dream-- my bias is Jisung; my bias wreckers are Jaemin and Jeno.
WayV-- my bias is Hendery; my bias wrecker is Ten.
SHINee-- my bias is Taemin; my bias wrecker is Minho.
EXO-- my bias is Baekhyun and Lay; my bias wrecker is Sehun.
Stray Kids-- my bias is lee know; my bias wrecker is Felix.
SuperM-- my bias is Baekhyun; my bias wrecker is Taemin.
JustB-- my bias is Geonu; I don’t have a bias wrecker.
Weeekly-- my bias is Zoa; my bias wrecker is Monday.
Aespa-- my bias is Karina; my bias wrecker is Winter.
ITZY-- my bias is Yuna; my bias wrecker is Ryujin.
Blackpink-- my bias is Lisa; my bias wrecker is Jennie.
Mamamoo-- my bias is Hwasa; my bias wrecker is moonbyul.
Nmixx-- my bias is Kyujin; my bias wreckers are Sullyoon and Lily.
Le sserafim-- my bias is Chaewon; I don’t have a bias wrecker.
Fromis_9-- my bias is Jiwon; my bias wrecker is Nagyung.
Twice-- my bias is nayeon; i don’t have a bias wrecker.
My ult groups are BTS, Seventeen and Enhypen
My ult biases are Heeseung and Jungkook
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xaracosmia · 1 year
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ꕥ — WELCOME TO EXO COSMIA, GABRIEL. 🌑
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ꕥ  — IC INFORMATION;
Name: Gabriel
Age: thousands of years old chronologically, appears ~30
Pronouns: he/him
Series: Ultrakill
canon point: Post-Act 2
app triggers: Blood, gore, body horror, canon-typical violence, death / mass death, murder / mass murder, torture (as in people suffering in Hell), apocolypic senarios, religious themes / religious trauma and guilt, references to Christianity, decapitation 
personality: 
Described as having a ‘radiant personality’ that made him popular among angels, Gabriel is generally well-spoken and confident. Though he still certainly carries with him some arrogance, he has since become humbled due to being bested by a machine not once — but twice.
But what has grown in him since then is not hatred at his defeat, but passion and pure desire to overcome strife and do things for himself, and no longer any supposed greater power. Instead of chasing only after victory, he has learned to enjoy the struggle of a good battle even if it ends in his defeat.
However, years upon years of repression and desperation to perfectly fit his exalted status as an archangel and the will of God has left him with a deep sense of guilt and shame. Guilt with the blood on his hands for all those he’s slain and punished in Hell in the past — and residual shame as he begins to partake in acts and desires previously condemned by his ‘superiors’ for the sake of living up to immensely high standards of supposed purity and virtue.  
Now that he has begun to see himself as his own person instead of an extension of God, he has become more open and honest with himself. Gabriel’s true feelings are intense and can easily overwhelm now if he isn’t careful.
Given his often poetic type of speech, it does seem like that he has interest in writing, art, and, of course, the dramatics.
something your muse struggles with:
Having realized the true cruelty of his past actions, guilt now weighs down on Gabriel heavily.
Finally allowing his true feelings to flow out, he can become easily consumed by them.
your muse’s greatest strength:
Gabriel is proactive and diligent, with a strong desire to overcome any challenge that may come his way.
Brimming with purpose, he is determined to make things right — no matter the cost.
history / background: 
It’s unknown how exactly supreme angels are made - while lesser angels are born from human souls ascending to heaven, greater ones were likely crafted by God, from God’s light Himself. Gabriel was one of these angels personally created by the Father before His disappearance. 
And when He disappeared, the angels of Heaven were left in a panic before they created a divine Council in His place, continuing to carry out His will upon Heaven, Earth, and Hell. Gabriel quickly caught their attention, as through sheer determination and honing his skill, was deemed the brightest of the angels. The Council soon sent him down to Hell to deal with the Lust layer renaissance - where the previous Judge of Hell and ruler of the Lust layer, king Minos, used the time afforded by Heaven’s temporary disfunction to build Lust into a beautiful city where himself and other ‘sinners’ no longer had to suffer. 
Minos had attempted to speak with Gabriel to try and stop him, but the angel refused, slaying him without hesitation. This was ‘justice’ to him, after all, as the Council demanded that sinners were to suffer forever in the depths of Hell. This earned Gabriel the title of Judge of Hell, and from then on spent most of his time in Hell to tend to matters down there, being the only angel allowed to properly see what occurs within these layers. This included judging whether or not souls left in Limbo were ready to ascend to Heaven, as well as helping and saving the Ferrymen of the Wrath layer who were nearly drowned due to river Styx transforming into a massive ocean as millions of deceased human souls flooded it in large waves, and keeping the Leviathan contained to Wrath.
After all, as he was busy in Hell, humans continued massive technological progress on Earth, creating war machines powered by blood and unleashing them, even continuing to cling onto them in times of peace. One way or another, mankind went extinct, filling Hell with deceased souls and causing the blood-powered robots to begin to descend into Hell to gorge themselves in blood. While humans had sent machines down to Hell beforehand for scouting missions, now they came down at an unprecedented rate. This included a certain prototype known as V1.
Likely due to its blood-absorbing plating and numerous weapons that granted it an advantage in Hell, V1 accidentally became the head of the robotic army, quickly descending down Hell’s layers and first coming into contact with Gabriel. Of course, he was sent to best the machines by the Council to prevent the End of Hell, but - in another unprecedented move, V1 was able to defeat Gabriel in combat, who was previously undefeated. As he fled and returned to Heaven to speak with the Council, they found this loss against a mere object unacceptable. They tore the Father’s light from Gabriel, condemning him to only 24 hours left of life before the embers died out, only promising it back if he unmade his mistake and defeated the machine.
As it was torn, his agony and sorrow and torment and pain turned to pure, burning hatred.
If the machines seek blood, he would give it freely;
and with such fury, even metal will bleed.
Gabriel then descended back down into Hell, settling in the Heresy layer. After all, he knew that V1 would eventually make its way there in its endless hunger — and, of course, it did.
Brimming with hatred and overwhelmed with emotion, he lashed out at the machine that took so much from him with vicious words and his special swords; Justice and Splendor. 
Something about that fight irrevocably changed Gabriel, however. It brought him to highs he never had felt before, finally having an opponent truly worth fighting, one finally equal to or greater than his level. Even with the taste of his own blood in his mouth, Gabriel realized how much he enjoyed battle like this — never truly having hatred, but passion and a desire to overcome. 
In the end, V1 bested him once more — but that’s exactly what he needed.
Gabriel took off to think over things, and as he did, his worldview shattered. An angel, defeated by a mere object, not once, but twice. Completely unthinkable, and yet, it happened; and in that thought he had a series of revelations. That he had been living only to serve others, purely as a vessel for the supposed Will of God. How The Council chased the light of God’s fire, twisting and warping the memory of its words.
But God is dead and gone now — and he realized that, for the first time, he had done something only himself had truly wanted. 
He realized that the strict dogma engraved into his mind enabled him to commit atrocities in the name of God, and he felt a great guilt for everything he had done. Deciding to take fate into his own hands, Gabriel decided to live his last few hours as himself, and do what he could to make things right: by destroying the system that had molded him into a cruel weapon.
On his last trip to Heaven, he solidified his fate by killing The Council. After the chaos caused by the disappearance of The Father, they took over Heaven by using faith to stoke fear in and control the populus. Especially Gabriel himself. 
And yet, he struck them down with ease as they fell under his blades, one by one. They had kept their hands clean of blood by having him do the dirty work instead, their cushioned seats and schemes rendering them impotent in battle. It felt like a weight was being taken off his shoulders, even as the last one stammered out an argument.
After all, they reminded him that only The Council could reunite Gabriel with The Father’s light, which was the only way he could continue living.
With a solemn “I know”, he then killed the last one, even knowing that his betrayal confirmed his death.
 Above a crowd of angels, Gabriel then presented the still-bleeding head of that slain Councilor. 
His arm outstretched, without a word, the people saw. In the silence the message rang out to the far ends of the cosmos.
powers / abilities: 
Flight - At will, Gabriel can manifest a glowing halo and wings that can be used to fly and hover in the air.
Light constructs - He can create and summon weapons made of divine light - such as spears, axes, swords, etc. When thrown, they can explode.
Teleportation - He can quickly teleport around - both in small bursts and greater distances, such as directly from Hell to Heaven and vice versa.
inherent abilities: 
Though Gabriel’s form is humanoid, his body is made from divine light. He does not require sleep or food, but can partake in such things if he wishes. His rate of recovery from injuries is not immediate, but faster than a human’s. He also cannot die of old age, and can go without air/breathing for longer than average.
Even among fellow supreme angels, he is physically strong and a skilled fighter. He also has a lot of endurance (with TWO health bars). 
Outside of combat, Gabriel is also skilled at playing the organ and piano.
He’s weak/vulnerable to nail guns. I’m not sure if this will ever be relevant but it’s worth mentioning I guess
his armor turns bright red when hes angy
has now realized that he’s gay
items / weapons: 
Splendor and Justice - twin swords with their own sheathes. They can be thrown as a projectile and returned to his hands at will. They can also explode.
A copy of The Bible.
starting ability: Light constructs
starting item: Splendor and Justice
extra: 
Obviously he can’t really only have 24 hours left to live in xc, so he’s gonna keep living………somehow! 
He. is. my. BABYGIRL!!! [my telekinesis sends you flying backwards]
discord id: IMPERFECT HATRED#8490
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jongixun · 3 years
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How do we fight monsters without becoming one ourselves?
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kpurereactions · 4 years
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Love Shot
CHAPTER 3
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Pairing: Exo x Reader
Rating: Drama, Angst, Smut, Fluff
WARNINGS: Language, Eventual Violence, Lots of Smut Later on
Chapter | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 |
It was hard to find something ball worthy. Balls really weren't in my resume in things im able to do, so I had no idea how to go about shopping for one. It seemed stupid, and it was stressing me out so much even Mino realized it. He tried to help, he really did but after the third store I could tell there was no use in having him there, so I had to just let him leave.
Once I found it, I knew it was right. All of the stress of finding the perfect dress really took a toll on me, and as I stared at the fleshy pink tulle gown I couldn't help but to wonder why it was I had become so obsessed with finding something that fit me perfectly. It was because of Baekhyun. And possibly Junmyeon too. That part scared me. Why I wanted to impress these two men made no sense to me. The feeling of my heart fluttering when Baekhyun was laughing, or when Junmyeon was smiling took over and I had to put the dress down.
The excitement of the ball took over everything that day. I knew I would be the only self readied person there, so I decided to take my time. Make sure there was no room for error. I couldn't help but stop and look at myself on my way out, the soft fairy lights in my now dim room catching the gold that scattered the soft pink material made me feel like a goddess.
I smiled to myself, running my hand over my stomach once before collecting enough of the skirt to make it easier to walk down the stairs. A large black car waited for me outside my apartment and to my surprise no one else was in it. A short balding man bowed deeply to me as he opened the door, his hands moving quickly to gather the rest of my dress into the car so it didnt catch in the door.
The drive was spent trying to calm my nerves. The closer I got the more sweaty my hands became and I couldnt do anything else but wipe them on the seats as we finally turned down the long drive way. Cars stacked closely behind each other as guests arrived one by one. The wait to exit didnt help my nerves as the closer I got the more beautiful women I saw exiting with their dates. It was intimidating.
I was surprised to see Beakhyun, Jongmyeon and five other men standing outside of their house when It was finally my turn to get out. I froze seeing Junmyeon walking closer to the car, eventually opening my door for me.
“You look… Beautiful, Y/n.” He said, taking my hand. I could tell he ment it by the look in his eyes. He seemed truly shocked, but given it was really the first time hes ever seen me not covered in paint I didnt let it get to my head.
He held onto my hand even after the car door had closed, leading me slowly to the other men who stood there, all looking at me. I let my eyes scan all of them. They were all handsome, all in different ways. My gaze ended with Jongin, the look in his eyes more genuine than they had been the past few times he had met me. I found this strange, but I didn't have time to think about why it was since Junmyeon took no time in introducing me to the boys.
I smiled as I shook each one of their hands, each boy just as polite as the one after until my hand once again fell into Jongin’s. In a swift motion he flipped my hand over and kissed it softly, the cocky, almost dangerous look flashing through his eyes quickly. Junmyeon cleared his throat.
“Okay, that's enough. Sehun here has a gift for you.” He said thankfully. You pulled your hand away from Jongin a little too roughly and turned your attention to the man Junmyeon referred to as the youngest of the seven.
Instead of saying anything Sehun approached you slowly, reaching into his coat to pull out a delicate gold mask embroidered with diamonds. My eyes went wide, it was the most beautiful thing ive ever seen. Before I could protest the jester Sehun had rounded me, placing the mask over my face and tying it softly. As soon as I felt his hands dropped I turned to see a soft smile on his stone face.
“Ready to have some fun?” Baekhyun said, making me turn around again.
Junmyeon’s hand was once again reaching for mine, and even though I knew a bit better this time, I didnt stop him from taking it and leading me back up to the porch. We walked through the house, Junmyeon leading me in front of all the other boys who flanked us closely. The house, which seamed to glow a brilliant gold rather than the white it did before, had people from all corners of the world scattered about. It was obvious, though, that the party was outside. Two men in tailcoats opened a set of wide, tall double doors for us to an extensive garden. There were lights hanging through all the trees, all leading to the same center where a large fountain was running, and just to the left was a set up floor where people were dancing.
“Y/n, Would you like a drink?” Junmyeon asked, his hand moving from mine to the bare skin of my back. He smiled warmly as I nodded, excusing himself before I could offer to go with him.
“Ill introduce myself again, My name is Jongdae.” My attention moved to him, and once again I smiled. “Baekhyun told me you were commissioned for your art. Thank you for taking the time.” He added, sweetly.
“It’s my pleasure. I really do love your home so im excited to be able to contribute.” I said.
Junmyeon returned to hand me a glass of wine, pointing out he remembered how I had been drinking white wine at our first meeting. The four of us had been talking intently while others wet off to do what they pleased. Jongdae and Baekhyun together had me laughing nonstop, the stories they started to tell of their pre pubescent years making it hard to even get a sip of my drink in. Junmyeon, on the other hand had finished him in attempted to hide the fact he was getting slightly embarrassed at the stories being told.
“How about he go dance. What do you say?” He said turning to me and pushing his empty glass into Baekhyun’s empty chest.
I smiled at the other boys as my hand for the third time was taken. I couldn't lose the smile that had grown as Junmyeon led me to the middle of the dancefloor. He pulled me in close before starting to lead our dance.
“Why are you still laughing?” He said in a fake hurt voice.
“It's just funny to see that millionaires are people too.” I teased, laughing as he spun me away before spinning me back in tightly.
“I have a feeling about you.” He said once I was back into his arms and we were back to swaying at an appropriate pace.
“And whats that feeling?” You asked, not quite sure you you were flirting or not.
“That were going to be come very fond of you. And you of us.” He said.
Before I could ask what he meant by that we were being summoned back by Baekhyun and Jongdae where they stood by the bar. Junmyeon once again took my hand, which now just felt natural. Baekhun handed you a new glass of wine before doing the same to Junmyeon. You stood there laughing, but this time the glasses of wine where going down a little faster than they had been before.
Junmyeon introduced you to people when he could, but thankfully were very self aware of just how much you were drinking. Eventually more of the guys started to make their way over to the four of us, Chanyeol being the first, and the flirtiest. I didn't mind though. I honestly was too drunk to care. The one conversation quickly turned into two conversations as Chanyeol and I started to get distracted, laughing and whispering lightly as you pointed at the people dancing.
Before I could get a grasp on things Chanyeol was pulling me towards the dance floor causing me to shove my glass back at Jongdae as I was pulled away quickly. We laughed the entire way we half jogged back to the dance floor, and once we got there our dance moves were so dramatic and goofy it was hard to keep a straight face we were maintaining. Chanyeol was so fun, and I think he knew he was since I couldn't control my laughter.
A tap on Chanyeol’s shoulder was the only thing that would have separated the two of us, and before I could really protest Jongin’s body was knowing being pressed to mine. I made Chanyeol laugh one more time by extending my arm out as if to say I would miss him before turning back and wrapping my arms around Jongin’s neck.
Dancing with Jongin was so different than dancing with Chanyeol. I had sobered up enough for my body to remember all of the concerns about him, but I was still drunk enough to not care. Or so I thought. The way he looked at me made my skin hot. He was taller than me even in my heels, so the way he looked down at me caused my heart to flutter. I decided to be bold. I could feel something might happen, so I wanted to make sure I wouldn't be making a mistake by someone who scared me.
I had so much to say, but the communication between my brain and my mouth seemed to be shut down as none of these things I wanted to say came out. Instead I was stuck there, unable to get myself out of his grasp and completely in a trance by his gaze. I couldn’t stop myself from letting my eyes wonder his face. His eyes were dark. Lustful as the warm feeling of his hand against my cold skin held me tighter. Nothing was being said, but our bodies were talking to one another. He noticed my eyes flicking from his to his lips causing his tongue to gently poke through before his teeth caught his lip.
I was convinced he could feel my heart as it was about to jump out of my chest from beating so hard. As we swayed his grip tightened, but not in a way that made me feel suffocated. I couldn't push the feeling of comfort out of my mind. As he held me tighter his head dipped so his lips hovered right by my ear. Goosebumps covered my skin as an eruption of static seemed to run down my neck.
“Lets sneak away.”
That was all he needed to say. I felt like I should protest. My sober mind was begging me too, but my legs followed all too willingly as his hand grasped mine and pulled me through the crowd. I was all but running by his side as we snuck into the darkness to find a side door that no one was hovering around. His hand held mine lightly as he led the way up the stairs, slowing down only enough to allow me to collect my skirt so I didn't trip on it.
The hallway we ended up in was dimly lit, but I didn't have a chance to take a good look around as I was desperately being pushed against a wall, my hands now both being held above my head. I accepted Jongin’s kiss willingly, his lips crashing against mine before his body held me in place against the wall. He didn't fight me when I pulled my wrists out of his hand as if he knew I was going to wrap them tightly around his neck. His kiss was rough, but smooth as his lips fought with mine. I couldn't help my hands from tangling themselves in his hair, at that moment, all I could think about was touching him and him touching me.
I squealed gently followed by a giggle that made him smirk as he stepped back and pulled me with him, his eyes growing dark as he backed me up and into what I assumed was his bedroom. As if my hands had a mind of their own I tugged at his coat until it fell off his shoulders, my hands not stopping until the buttons of his shirt were completely undone. I took a minute to admire is body, letting my fingers trail back up to his chest. He was very obedient, I noticed. My hands found their way under the material that still touched his shoulders and before I could push that down he was doing it for me, quickly connecting our lips again. I felt his hands making their way up my back, searching for the zipper to my dress. He found it with ease, giving it a soft tug and letting his hand take its time as it traced down my spine.
Easily my dress pooled at my feet, his hand now finding their way around my waist again to pull me in tightly. Once again he walked me backwards, out lips still moving at top speed as we both fought for breath. He laid me down gently, his hand not letting go of my body until I was secure on the bed and he was between my legs. I was surprised to feel the kissing slow, but not surprised when his lips left mine to kiss down my neck.
I watched him as his head lowered slowly on my body, his lips kissing every inch he made. The feeling of his teeth pulling at my panties caused my arm to cover my mouth. I didn’t realize just how turned on I had become. His eyes met mine as his hands finally made their way down from where they held my waist. They were dark, and full of lust. I couldnt help but to grow shy as he pulled my panties down. Sex was something ive had, but not often so the thought of being naked in front of someone was still new to me.
It was like he could sense that as he stood back over my body, his forearm flexing by the side of my head.
“Any time you say stop I will.” He said sternly, watching me closely as I nodded to show him I understood.
He paused for a second, watching me, but I quickly closed the gap by wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him back down to me. I didn't want him to stop, no matter how shy I got.
His hands once agains trailed down my side, his touch so light it tickled my body. My chest rose and fell heavily as I tried to catch my breath again, watching him as his head once again dipped down my body, his hands now moving back up and under me to unclasp my bra. I let my eyes close, wanted to feel him touching me and nothing else as he moved to position himself.  
He didn't hold back for one second, his tongue moving vigorously against my clit as two of his fingers slowly stretched me out. I couldn't help the heavy breaths and moans that escaped my lips as my hand gripped the bedsheet in desperate attempt to allow him to finish me off. It didn't take him long, though. The muscles in my stomach clenched as my body contorted quickly. His free hand moved to wrap around my thigh, holding me open as my thighs began to quiver furiously. I let out a loud breath, my head tilting backwards as my entire body seemed to release with pleasure.
My heart raced and my fingers ached as I released the bedsheet, my eyes slowly opening to see him grinning still between my legs. He let out a low chuckle after he kissed the inside of my thigh and my body shook once more due to how tender I had become. He slowly crawled back up and once again placed his lips right beside my ear.
I didn't even let him say what he probably wanted to say. I needed him more than I had before. I didn't care how tender I was, I needed him to finish what he had started. My fingers quickly fumbled with his belt as he attempted to kick off his shoes. I didn't care about anything in that moment, not even enough to finish undoing his pants. My arms wrapped back around his neck pulling him back in closely and kissing him harder than I had been before. Again his hands wrapped around my waist but this time to sit me up.
I could feel him undressing himself once I had followed his mouth into a kneeling position. I was fully ready to return the favor orally, but he had something else in mind once his pants hit the ground. Not once did I open my eyes as he sat next to me and pulled me onto his lap. I let a small smile through once I could feel just how hard he had become. I let my hips roll over him as if he didn't already know how wet he had made me, as if to tease him. I smiled again, this time wider, when his hand caught me from rocking again and lifted me up. I let him position me over his tip and then slowly push me down till he was all the way in me.
It was his turn to smile at the groan I seemed to get out through our kiss. He started to guide my hips back and forth, controlling my movements for me as we both began to pant. I realized in that moment how much I enjoyed letting him control me, so when his arm wrapped around my back and he stood, instructing my legs to wrap around him with his other hand so he could turn us and place me back on my back I couldn't stop myself from gripping at him tighter.
He didn't waste one second to start pumping quickly, his body pulling back from mine as he pushed my legs back towards my chest. I wanted to watch him work. To see the veins pop in his chest and arms as he watched himself pleasure me but the motions of his hips were too much for me to keep my eyes open. I let a loud moan as he maneuvered my knees so they were over his shoulders. He was able to get deeper because of this, not hitting a part of me I never knew existed. He noticed how much I liked that, and knowing he could do it better he quickly flipped me over so I now laid on my stomach. His hands pressed into my back, pushing me into the mattress even more as he pounded downward, hitting my G Spot with every motion.
He seemed to read my body better than I could, as I could feel him chuckle as my body started to tighten in preparation for my second orgasm.
“Hang on baby, i'm right behind you.” He whispered, bending over so his lips brushed against the back of my neck as he spoke.
I couldn't contain my moanings as the second orgasm erupted through my body. My hands clenching desperately to the bed sheets as his own moanings became more consistent. Every pump seemed to send another smaller orgasm through my body until he was quickly pulling out and the feeling of cum covered my back. His own body rested on mine, a mixture of sweat and cum making my skin flush with excitement as he peppered kisses over my shoulders.
Propping myself up onto my elbows I turned my head to accept one last kiss to my temple before he got up, instructing me to stay there while he disappeared into the bathroom. I let my head fall once again, exhaustion finally taking over my body. The feeling of a damp, warm towel cleaning off my skin caused my eyes to droop, and by the time Jongin was back to pull me under the covers I was already half asleep and there was no point in fighting his arms wrapping around me tightly.
Chapter 4
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jeonstiddies · 4 years
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I also want to make an announcement
Thank you so much for the amount of love I’ve gotten on my pst two posts I’m so happy I got such good feedback.
I am a both dom and sub writer. I like to write the males or females as subs too. Freaking pegmen2020
I am taking requests still
THIRSTY HOUR IS ALWAYS OPEN like please send me your deepest and possible dirtiest desires and I’ll reply and if I like them enough I’ll make a smut out of it. (Or fluff)
Next. I take requests for the following groups
Ateez
Seventeen
Exo
Txt (legal members only for smut or anything dirty)
Wayv
Straykids
Mamamoo
Twice
Itzy
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shoemin · 4 years
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Paring: Kim Jongin X Reader
Genre: Fluff
Requested: No
A/N: Uh hi so this is my first writing so please don’t be to harsh..It’s quite cringy I know but I tried so that’s something 😂
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Promotions were such a pain, you’d get used to having your boyfriend Jongin around and then one day he’s gone for weeks to sometimes months. Not that you minded to much, you love and supported him with his job and we’re happy for him that he was able to complete his dreams of being an idol, but you still get lonely sometimes.
And today was one of those days, you were missing Jongin just a little bit extra. You were sitting on the couch watching some reality show that was playing late at night since you couldn’t sleep. You thought about calling Jongin but then you reminded yourself that he’s probably working or getting some deserved rest.
Sighing, you placed your phone back down trying to focus your mind on anything else when you heard a knock at the door.
Wondering who that was this late kind of put you on alert, as you got up and walked to answer the door a smile instantly finding its ways on your features when your greeted with Jongins honey like eyes and shy smile.
“Hi baby, surprise-“ was about all Jongin could even get out before you were lunging yourself into his arms, finally feeling content after the long awaited weeks without him.
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itsthe-neo-zone · 4 years
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SEOLA'S  MAIN MASTERLIST
# Who do i write for? - NCT/ Enhypen are my main groups, I write for all units and members, i will also write for TXT, Ateez, Stray kids, Blackpink, etc. if asked for or recommended.
# Navigation Key:
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# Who is SEOLA?  This is my personal alias, the name i go by on my blog, i go by she/her and im 20. Feel free to chat and interact with me on my SFW posts and only chat and interact with me on my NSFW posts if you’re of legal age (18+), there will be warnings to alert you. 
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NCT: series
Wands and Potions - Hogwarts Au, Series. Chenle x Reader  ⚡ (ongoing)
"Be careful, Snakes adorned in emerald robes bite, and it's excruciatingly painful... It can almost be lethal."
After We Collided  -  Plane-crash Dystopian au, Series. Jisung x Reader  ⚡ 🔥 (ongoing)
Did you know that there’s a 1 in 3.37 billion chance of crashing in a commercial airline.  Did you also know you've ran out of the luck you once had? 
“Guess we’re that 1 out of 3.37 billion then.”
---------------------------------------------------- #Short stories:
NCT CHINA (WayV):
---------------------------- #YANGYANG 
- Fuck me dumb (m),  
---------------------------- #TEN
---------------------------- #KUN
---------------------------- #WINWIN
---------------------------- #HENDERY
---------------------------- #LUCAS
---------------------------- #XIAOJUN
NCT DREAM:
---------------------------- #JISUNG 
- [11:16AM] (m), 
- [04:28PM] (f)
 - Summer picnic (f), 
- Soft Brushes (f), 
---------------------------- #CHENLE
- Breathless dancing (m),
---------------------------- #RENJUN
---------------------------- #HAECHAN
---------------------------- #JENO 
 ---------------------------- #JAEMIN
 ---------------------------- #MARK
NCT 127:
---------------------------- #TAEYONG
---------------------------- #JOHNNY
---------------------------- #DOYOUNG
---------------------------- #JAEHYUN
---------------------------- #TAEIL
---------------------------- #JUNGWOO
---------------------------- #YUTA
NCT U:
---------------------------- #SHOTARO
---------------------------- #SUNGCHAN
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ENHYPEN: Series
Paint Bleeds on Ice - figure skater au, long series, sunghoon x reader  (ongoing) 🌺 ⚡
“Can you be my muse? because I can’t seem to create or do anything without thinking of you.” 
---------------------------------------------------- #Short stories:
---------------------------- #HEESEUNG
  - Hurt me like hell (m),
---------------------------- #JAY
 - [03:18PM], 
- [04:23AM],
---------------------------- #SUNGHOON
---------------------------- #JAKE
---------------------------- #JUNGWON
---------------------------- #SUNOO
---------------------------- #NIKI
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TXT: Series
Married to Mr Choi - Arranged marriage, Slice of life Au, Series  ⚡ (Extended Hiatus break)
“It’s better to be oblivious and blind than demand to see, because if you can’t handle the truth, it’ll break you.”
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---------------------------- #YEONJUN
 - Ablaze (a), 
- Melting Ice Cream (f),
---------------------------- #BEOMGYU 
- [09:13PM] (m), 
---------------------------- #SOOBIN
---------------------------- #TAEHYUN
---------------------------- #HUENING KAI
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ATEEZ: Series
Stockholm Syndrome - Mafia Au, Series.  (discontinued)
You had gotten yourself into a mess and it's all your fault. You regretted everything. Though it wasn't entirely you...
"You were simply in the wrong place, at the wrong time sweetheart."
Star-Crossed Seas - Pirate au, Series. (discontinued)  ⚡
"In order for there to be a balance in the universe both dark and light must be in existence..."
"But what if neither exist?"
"You're Cursed with eternal imbalance."
---------------------------------------------------- #Short stories:
---------------------------- #SEONGHWA 
- [05:19am](m), 
- Take You Home (f),
---------------------------- #SAN 
- A night in Paris (m),
---------------------------- #YUNHO 
- Reminiscent nights (f),
---------------------------- #HONGJOONG  
- Expecting (f),
---------------------------- #YEOSANG
---------------------------- #MINGI
---------------------------- #WOOYOUNG
---------------------------- #JONGHO
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BLACKPINK: Series
COMING SOON...
---------------------------------------------------- #Short stories:
---------------------------- #ROSE
- Nightime thoughts (m),
---------------------------- #JENNIE
---------------------------- #JISOO
---------------------------- #LISA
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All credit goes to their respective owners, images do not belong to me. Only written fiction.  
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date with kyungsoo ☁️
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exodusmc · 4 years
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“Please stop moving so much..”
Genre: Smut(not too explicit)
Words: 1963
Paring: Sehun  x   Reader
Warning!: Mentions of horror movies and scens(nothing major), public dry humping, very light pet naming and dirty talk, swearing, 
a/n: This one was requested :)
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Gif is not mine 
“Come on Y/n!”Chanyeol’s voice was loud over the phone and had always been, ever since you met a few months ago. 
He was in one of your classes and he laughed the loudest out of everyone but he was a good guy, it wasn't hard to get to know him when you had a group project. You two clicked and he was like a brother to you, annoying and nice. Happy virus Chanyeol who moved a little too quick, figurative and literally. You can't count on one hand how many times you seen him trip over air, but he also thought it was a good idea to introduce you to all his friends when you’d known him for about three weeks. 
It had been Sehun first, his roommate, a boy built like a skysharpe with wide shoulders and the deepest eyes you had seen. He was your age and the youngest out of them all. Maybe you had a teeny tiny crush on him, a crush you blamed on his god like features. 
“I promise they want you to come and you have already met everyone, so I don't see why you are hesitant!”Chanyeol and his friends had a movie night every Sunday and he had begged you to come for the last two times, the only times you actually were glad you had work. 
“I know, I know…”biting your lip, you knew you couldn't lie to him or he would send you the biggest puppy eyes and whine for about a month.”Fine, I’ll come..But who is picking the movie?”
“Yes!”you couldn't help at smile at his excitement, a dreading feeling creeping over your spine.”Jongin is...so expect a horror movie, by now!”
Just great..
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Arriving at his apartment, you wondered if you overdressed or if you stank or if you had something between your teeth or if you should have brought something or if-
The door opened and your thoughts stopped, nothing was in your head, not even a cricket. Just empty..
“Oh, hi..”Sehun stood in the door, his hair pitch black and nothing like the orange you remember seeing on him when you first met him over four months ago.  
Back then had it been short and colored like an orange but now was it long, so long that it fell down to his eyes, and black, so very black.
He moved from the doorway, showing you that you could come in and damn were you feeling your face slowly burning off. You had stared at him for far too long, ogled at the perfection of his face. 
“A-ah, hello to you too..”taking of your shoes you wondered if your horrible gut feeling was telling you to run away or if you were just ill.”I like your hair..”
“Thanks..”Sehun smiled slightly, a twitch on his right upper lip which told you that he was not so comfortable.”I like your li-..hairpin..”
You couldn't marvel too long at what he was about to say since the thundering steppes of Chanyeol shook the ground and you.
“Y/n! You made it!” Sehun was pushed to the side as Chanyeol whisked you away the second your shoes landed on the floor.”See, I told you she would come!”
Waving slightly, you stared back at everyone, mouth feeling way too dry. This friend group had always made you a little confused since it doesn't seem likely that half of them would actually be friends but you guessed that was what made them so close.
“Yes yes, we see now come sit down so we can start the movie!”Jongin grinned to you, like he always did  but you thought you saw something else, a glimpse of mischief that made you sweat. Something was going on,  something everyone else knew.”Hurry hurry.”
The lights were already off but as you glanced around the room did you realize there was a small problem, a tiny problem that weren't actually a problem but still. 
All the seats were occupied, Chanyeol literally squeezed himself between Jongdae and Baekhyun on the sofa, while Kyungsoo and Jongin shared the slightly smaller one. Junmyeon, Minseok and Yixing sat on the floor, while Sehun occupied the last chair.
You had nowhere to sit, all the floor spaces were taken if one wanted to see the Tv. Panic spread through your system and you scolded yourself for not listening to your gut. 
“You can sit with Sehun..”Chanyeol smiled, rolling his eyes after.”He always takes the chair so everyone else has to sit on the floor..”
“I don't!” the younger whined, glancing at you for a second. He doesn't want to share the chair with you...You should have stayed home. 
“Just go sit down Y/n so we can start!”Jongin once again usered everyone to settle down, so with defeat were you making you way to Sehun.
The sofa chair may be big but it wasn't big enough for two people and you contemplated running away when you locked eyes with Sehun. They were so dark but glowed due to the Tv and god had you just stared at his thighs as well. 
You tried smiling slightly, standing still until Chanyeol kicked you from the sofa so you fell right on Sehun. Everyone laughed loudly while you face was bruied against his chest, never feeling the hammering of his heart since yours were flying away. This is going to be a long night.
   The movie was playing and took away most of the tension with sitting on Sehun’s lap but you weren't sure if you liked looking at the screen. 
Jongin’s choice was the silence of the lambs and you hated horror movies, feeling like your soul could jump out your body any second. Everytime Hannibal spoke were you waiting for something to go awfully wrong. And suddenly was he just biting of a cops face, which had you, Chanyeol and Baekhyun screaming. 
You pushed yourself back, face turning until you could press your forehead towards Sehun’s neck, closing your eyes. Your breath fanned across his collarbones and you didn't know it but you had been squirming the whole time on his lap, so Sehun had a hard time concentrating on the film at all. Those fuckers knew exactly what they were doing, making you sit on his lap while they watched horror movies. 
“Are you okay?”Sehun sounded like he was in pain but you were sitting on his things so you guessed he had every right to be. 
“Y-yeah..”glancing up, you managed to get caught in those eyes again.”I’m fine thanks..”
He smiled for a second, gaze finding your lips. They looked too soft and tempting, alluring without you trying. 
   “I need water..”standing up on slightly shaking legs, you stumbled to the kitchen, trying to not think about the movie. 
It left Sehun glaring at each and everyone of his friends, frown pulling down his mouth. They knew about his crush since Chanyeol couldn't keep a secret for his life and still forced him through this situation. 
“Fuckers..”he muttered but his face brightened up when you came back, eyes slightly in a haze. Everything would be fine as long as you wouldn't feel the boner he had.
“Now it’s time for Annabelle!”your eyes widened, hands becoming clammy at the thought. You hated dolls with every fiber in your body and the wanted to watch a movie about them!
Sitting down on Sehun’s lap again, you didn't even want to face the Tv, shamelessly turning your body so you could easily hide. He was warm and the only thing you had in the moment. It’s going to be okay, the sentence repeated in your head over and over again as the film started, adrenaline racing through your system.
You didn't really know Jongin that well but  sure as hell would you beat him for making you watch these movies, softly muttering to yourself a promise of hurt, which was extremely cute to Sehun.
An hour in and you were sitting facing the Tv, eyes locked on the screen as the music became more and more ominous. You leaned forward as Mia’s hand reaches for the window and then you screamed, making Baekhyun and Chanyeol shriek as well. 
Your back pressed against Sehun but this time did he let out a groan and that’s when you felt it, the tent he had in his pants. Gasping, you tensed, forgetting the movie completely and drowning out the chatter of the others.
“P-please stop moving so much..”his whisper was strained in your ear, igniting fire through your body all the way to your core. Sehun’s hands came to rest on your hips, holding you but not sure in what way.”So-sorry..”
He muttered while you felt your cheeks heat up. Your mind wasn't paying attention to the film anymore but to the feeling of his jeans covered things, the fact that you wore thin pants didn't help at all. 
“It’s okay..”your voice was low and innocent, however, your thoughts muddled into differents scenarios which had you screaming in another way.
You actions weren't nice to him but your body had a mind of its own, ignoring all logic and how you were not alone. 
Moving your hips ever so lightly, you turned so you faced him, not looking in his eyes. This was it, you were too horny and didn't want to see Annabelle anymore. Leaning in, you placed your head between his neck and shoulder, legs on either side of his while your knees rested on the chair cushion. 
“I don't mind Sehun..”he swallowed hard, hearing the change in your voice, your lips ghosting over his pulse point.”I...I like it..”
It was like a switch flipped inside his head, fingers digging into your skin while he started to move you across his thighs. Sehun nudged his head so you had to look at his eyes, stare right into cloudy and fiery orbs. A mere inch was left between the two of you and you wanted to kiss him, push your lips against his skin but just sat there, grinding on his lap as your breath came out in pants. 
“Dirty dirty girl..”you tried to ignore the heat his voice spread through you, how the smirk dancing across his mouth made you want to jump him right then and there”Moving your hips so greedy over my thighs..Does it feel nice, hmm?”
Sehun forced you down harder and the denim rubbed against you aching pussy. The tv let out a scream in the exact second you moan softly, covering the sound so no one else heard, no on but Sehun. He was also greedy, greedy for the expression on your face, the pretty gasps from your lips. It was hard containing himself, surrounded by his unsuspecting friends. While you were on the brink of cumming did the end titles start playing and the lights turned on, giving Sehun the chance to see your burning face. Your body was tingling, desperate for release but you couldn't hid there anymore and  you didn't know if you could ask him to go home with you. Another smirk spread all over his face and even if it was late, would he not let you go. 
“I really hate when Jongin gets to choose the movies..”Chanyeol whine as everyone made their way out of the room. He sent a glance over his shoulder, seeing the two of you.”I have somethings I need to do with Kyungsoo so I’ll stay at his place. Night night.”
With that were you and Sehun alone, all alone.
“Now why don't we continue, baby?”
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brokecollegenerd · 4 years
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I Promise
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This is my first story, so I’d love any form of feedback. 
Genre: Angst? (I don’t know what to classify it as)
Pairing: prince!Xiumin x Bodyguard!reader 
Word Count: 934
“You’re going where?” you exclaimed. You had known something was off when you  had been called away from sparring to see Xiumin. He had never called you away from practice unless something drastic had happened, and it was so in this case as well.
“I know, and don’t tell me I can’t go for there’s no way out of it.” Xiumin responded with a sigh. He looked tired and you could see the worry in his eyes concerning this situation.
“That makes it even more stupid!” you exclaim, standing to your feet. “Why would the King send you to govern the M district? It’s a death trap! There hasn’t been peace in that area for almost five years, plus it’s a warzone. No one’s been stationed in that castle because no one lives long enough to even get there! I mean everyone who’s ever tried to go to the district is killed off on the road by, well almost everyone.” You was pacing back and forth by this point in the small council room. All the while Xiumin sat in his chair with his eyes following your pacing form.
“Why would he send you? I mean I know we use to live out there, but that was ages ago way before this conflicted even happened. So everything you know about the district is different cause so much has changed. Why not send Kai then? He’s the better general, no offense.” you pause in the middle of your pacing to look over at Xiumin. This mades Xiumin smile.
“None taken,” he responds. This makes you pause in your ranting and truly see Xiumin for the first time since he told you the news.
“You know exactly why you’re being sent, don’t you?” Xiumin nods
“And you know too, if you’d calm down enough to think.” Of course you knew, Prince Xiumin, oldest son of the King and illegitimate in the eyes of the court. It didn’t matter if he was the son of the King’s first wife. She was a traitor as far as the court was concerned, they had taken away all her titles as Queen and wife. Thus, making Xiumin and his younger brother Chen illegitimate.
“They want you dead.” you say with a cold shiver going down your spine.
“Probably,” Xiumin says sadly. He stands and walks over to stand right in front of you. “But more importantly, they want me out of the court so that no one can try and make a claim with me to be the next king. The King will die soon, and they want the crown to pass smoothly to Suho with no conflict. And if I’m dead or on the battle front, I can’t be used to stop it.”
“Like you would even try and take the crown from Suho.” you say with a scoff. “You love him too much to do that to him.” Xiumin smiles at your statement.
“It doesn’t matter, they don’t trust me enough.” At this he moves closer to you, till there is almost no space left between you. “The real reason I called you here was to ask you for something.”
“What is it?” you asks, taking his hands in yours, “I’ll do anything.” Xiumin sighs and gently rubs his thumbs over your hands. He looks down at your hands and opens his mouth.
“Promise me you’ll take care of Jongdae when I leave.” You freeze and look up into Xiumin’s eyes.
“What do you mean?”
“Just that, Jongdae isn’t meant for court life and if he doesn’t have someone watching his back, he’ll be taken advantage of.” Xiumin looks back up into your eyes, “Please, I can’t bear the idea of my little brother being alone in this place.” You rip your hands out of his grasp.
“And what about you? You expect me to just let you go off to die without doing something to stop it? I mean, that’s my whole job! What’s the point of being your bodyguard if I let you die?” you feel the tears begin to come to your eyes. He was going to his death, and he was accepting it without pause and his only concern was for his brother. It wasn’t fair, why did this have to happen? You couldn’t keep your tears back anymore and let them fall. You hated crying, it made you feel weak. If there was one thing you didn’t want to be was weak, cause if you were weak, then you couldn’t do your job and take care of Xiumin. It didn’t matter though, it seemed. He was about to walk to his death freely with open arms. You crumbled and sobs came out loud and uncontrollably. Xiumin closed the small distance between you and pulled you into a hug. He holds you with all the strength he has in his body. It’s what’s keeping you up, if it wasn’t for his arms, your legs would have given out and you’d have fallen to the ground. You both just stand there in each others arms. You crying and Xiumin holding on like he was too scared to let go.
“Please,” he said, so weakly that if he had spoken any louder, he’d probably cry. “I don’t have anyone else I can trust to take care of him. Plus, I could never forgive myself if I let my only true friend die.” You cried even harder upon hearing this.
“I promise,” you said between sobs, “Just as long as you promise me you’ll do everything in your power to stay alive and see us both again.” Xiumin’s arms tighten around you,
I promise
A/N: I want to thank @alexwolffe for being one of my two beta readers
I also want to thank @nuestlogy @marshmallow-phd for being the people who had to listen to me talking about writing, even though I didn't really do any
And lastly my writer mutuals for just inspiring me in their writings @lemonjoonah @vampwrrr @abangtanfangirl
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kpopbyrachel · 4 years
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CONGRATULATIONS TO JONGDAE AND HIS WIFE!! SM HAS CONFIRMED THE ARRIVAL OF THEIR APRIL FLOWER. MAY SHE BE HAPPY HEALTHY AND SUCCESSFUL!!!
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sheeple · 4 years
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General Kenobi
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GIFS NOT MINE. THIS IS ALL FICTION. Genre(s): soulmates!au / mentions college!au / fluff Group(s): EXO Pairing(s): Kim Junmyeon x reader Summary: Soulmates have their first words marked on their body. Yours is Star Wars related Warning(s): None except a whole lot of stuff that actually doesn’t matter [Masterlist] [Moodboard]
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A deep sigh escapes my lips as I scrub the tables clean from some sticky substance I don't even want to know while I eye the clock on the wall. Only half an hour left and then your shift for the week is done.
Don’t understand me wrong, I like being a waitress. Speaking with people, bringing smiles on their faces as I give them their order and whatnot. But I only took this job because I wanted to meet my soulmate as soon as possible. 
Money isn’t a problem since we’re comfortable. I still live with my parents and that’s only a mere fifteen minutes away from campus and I like circling to it. Mom and dad still give me a monthly allowance but once you are a college student, you can never have enough money. 
And I only work two days in the afternoon so no stress with overworking and not having enough time for my schoolwork, since school goes above everything.
The only clue I have to my soulmate is the two words ‘General Kenobi’ on my left collarbone. That’s how I became obsessed with Star Wars. 
My parents also pressured me to find my soulmate as soon as possible. In the more upper ring of society, within the wealthy families, there is an auction every year where un-soulmated girls from the age of twenty-five will get auctioned off to the highest bidder to go on a date. Most of the time those dates resolve into arranged marriages, soulmates or not. 
So since I just turned twenty-five one month ago and the auction is only two months away, my time’s almost running out. My parents want me to be happy so they support me whichever means how far I have to go.
The bell rings as a sign that the door’s opened and closed and a group of loud guys walk into the cafe, sliding into one of the booths. 
I sigh once again and grab my notepad from the back pocket of my jeans. “Hello there”, I say with a tired smile.
Normally, I would get short orders or smiles back, so I don’t expect too much. Nothing more than a coffee order or something.
One guy looks up, into the distance with a noble sigh and clenches his hand into a fist before looking into my way. “General Kenobi”, he grins in mock evilness. 
My breathing stops and I let the pen fall out of my hand, immediately shooting up to my collarbone. I quickly pick up my pen and turn around, excusing myself and rushing towards the counter. 
“Please take table one for me?”, I ask Kyungsoo with a shaky hand on his shoulder before sliding under the counter, out of sight of the table.
He throws me a questionable table but still does it, taking the orders for the table and making them. 
I still stay put behind the counter on the ground while grabbing my phone from my pocket, quickly texting my best friend to call me asap.
I suddenly feel a soft tap on the top of my head and I look up. 
The Kenobi guy, my soulmate, looks at me with a concerned look as he’s leaning over the counter, almost upsidedown. 
He has faded red, almost pink, swapped back hair with one lock styled in front of his forehead, almost flicked into a ‘j’. Kenobi guy has a pair of seethrough glasses on his nose, almost sliding off if it wasn’t for his slightly red ears.
A white shirt peeks out from under his dark blue sweater, which I now notice is a Star Wars one with porgs.
“Are you okay?” His tone is worried and I quickly hurry up my feet, almost knocking our head together if my soulmate wasn’t a quick thinker. “I didn’t say anything wrong, did I?” 
I push my hair away from my face and laugh slight. “No, it’s just... I love your sweater.” I point towards it and he looks down, a blush spreading from his ears towards his cheeks. 
“Oh... thanks.” My soulmate rolls up his sleeves and my eyes fall on the dark words carved into his skin. ‘Hello there’.
He follows my gaze and chuckles. “Oh yeah, that’s my mark. I haven’t found my soulmate yet so I made my mission to make sure their’s Star Wars related since I’m such a big fan.”
I lick my lips and pull my collar to the side, showing my soulmate my mark. “Guess I have to thank you for introducing me to my favourite fandom, soulmate.”
The guy looks at me surprised. “Oh... my God! I did it!”, he cheers loudly, making his friends sigh. 
A chuckle leaves my lips. “I’m (Y/n).” I hold up my hand.
My soulmate takes my outstretched hand and shakes it. “Jumyeon, Kim Junmyeon.”
“Just adopt a porg already!”, yells one of his friends and we both burst out laughing.
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julietgang · 4 years
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3 types of people in this world
I am Jongin! Lol
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chloecat48 · 4 years
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Update
The next part of His guardian angel will be up by Friday for anyone who is curious. However im also here to test the waters on another idea i have.
Thinking about writing an Oh Sehun x reader inspired by the lightsaber teaser. Yes that means it will be an Exo and star wars crossover. I've been looking everywhere for one and since i couldn't find one im thinking of making it.
Let me know if anyone would be interested :) 
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