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hwanchaesong · 2 years

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ATEEZ and their last message for you

Hongjoong

"Goodmorning, goodafternoon, goodevening.

You brought joy into my life when I needed it the most.

You became my comfort in the middle of difficulties.

Yet at the end of the day, when the heavens were painted black, the stars weren't enough to guide our way through the darkness.

Thank you for being my muse, and I hope that you won't mind when you still be the inspiration to my lyrics. One thing though, please continue listening to my music. I know it won't be much, but I really am wishing that you'll still find comfort in them.

Be successful in life, Y/N, I'll always root for you like how you always did to me."

Seonghwa

"Let me call you this for the last time, and after that, you won't hear from me anymore.

Baby, I miss you so, so much. It's difficult to wake up in the morning without you by my side. Heck, it's difficult to do even the smallest things knowing that you're not mine anymore.

I guess I just have to live with it. It's painful, but the agony that I have put you through surely doesn't compare to this.

I appreciate all the things that you have done for me. I will always hold all of our memories close to my heart.

Take care and be happy."

Yunho

"Hey, Y/N, it's like 3 AM and here I am writing you a message that I won't even have the guts to send. It's different when I'm drunk, so if you're reading this, meaning I'm dizzy af and I don't know what I'm doing anymore.

Still, if I go there to you and beg for you to take me back, will you? Huh? Will you?

I just want to hold you in my arms again and never let go. I am so stupid for even letting you walk out that door. I should have chased after you.

All these regrets are gnawing at me inside and out. You are the love of my life, the person that I want to spend an eternity with and I can't believe that I throw all of that away.

I'm so sorry for loosening my grip on you, on us.

P.S. I still love you so fucking much"

Yeosang

"You wouldn't believe what I had done today, I accidentally left one piece of chicken at the table. I didn't eat it.

The reason?

I saved one for you, the thigh part, our favorite.

Silly right?

I still unconsciously do the habits that I got when we were dating... and I don't think I'll be able to get rid of them like how I can't get rid of you in my heart and mind.

I want to be back with you, but I know that it's impossible.

You wouldn't take back a man who took you for granted. Now I realize how important you are, how big of an influence you are in my life.

I will forever apologize for making you feel like you aren't enough."

San

"Hey!

I'm sorry, I know it's inappropriate for me to message you like this. I know that we have already broken up, and fuck, that hurts okay. Saying and thinking that we're not together anymore is painful as hell but it's okay, we promised that we'll accept the ending and take care of ourselves.

I'm just passing by here because, well you see I unconsciously bought a key chain that reminded me of you. I'll be dropping this in front of your door, no need to greet me or anything.

I hope that you'll keep and use this because everything that you have given to me, I will treasure all of it until death."

Mingi

"I can't sleep.

I can't eat.

I can't do shit without them reminding me of you. This is so difficult, why did we even break up over something so idiotic. We can fix that if we wanted to, but we're fools who decided to impulsively shatter something so precious.

I don't have any reasons why I didn't fight for you, I don't know fuck. I apologize for not holding on. You have probably blocked me but, one day, if this message ever reached you, I hope that you're living the fullest life ahead."

Wooyoung

"Okay!!! I am so fucking upset because I saw that photo you posted on instagram. You're with a guy who's not me!!!

Yeah yeah, I gotta do this quick because Seonghwa hyung will snatch my phone and he'll say "You're drunk! Don't do things that you'll regret in the morning!"

Fuck that for real, I wasn't even drunk when I chose to drop you instead of holding you close to me that night. Not a single fucking drop of alcohol in my blood yet I still did bullshit that I'll definitely regret my whole life.

Y/N, what do you want me to do? Please I'll do anything just for you to be back again."

Jongho

"Hi Y/N.

First, I would like to apologize in advance if this would seem like an email for a job interview because frankly, I feel like being casual with you won't sit right anymore.

Second, I miss you. I love you. I'm sorry.

These are the three things that I should have always told you before, maybe if I did, you would have stayed.

I hope that you'll meet a man who will treat you better, the best even. You deserve that much, you deserve the whole world.

Certainly, I don't deserve you but still, thank you for accepting and loving me for who and what I am.

I'll never forget you and there will always be a part of me who will remain with you."

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waka-chan-out · 3 years

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Heyday Meg! I'm sorry about your headache :(

To aid in your recovery, enjoy the first part of the sequel to the Atsumu Event Fic I mentioned a while back. Forgive any typos this is unrevised and I wrote it in one go.

It's not a dry spell, it's just... it's been a while since you've had sex, okay? You've been busy, you're focused on other things, like work, and... various other things that have kept you from enjoying the pleasures of the flesh.

Who are you kidding, it's a dry spell. The last time you can remember having sex is vague, blurry. You remember some things, a sculpted body, dyed blond hair, a deep drunken laugh, a slurred "let's get married" that made you smile. You remember them fondly but the details have been dulled by alcohol and time.

You remember waking up at his apartment and sneaking off before he woke up. It's not that you regretted it, it's just that you were... nervous? Shy? No, that wasn't it. You just couldn't shake the thought that it had been too perfect. This hot guy and this great sex and this... really really nice apartment, Jesus. It was all too much. You didn't want him to wake up and break the spell. So you left.

You'd never regretted a decision more because now it was months later and the last time a guy made you orgasm you were too drunk to really remember it. You wish you'd stayed. Even if the sex had been bad, it would have been sex. Hindsight was 20/20, its not like you could go back to his apartment and beg him to take you back. "Hi remember me? We fucked in my car a few months ago and I haven't been able to stop thinking about your dick!" It would be a disaster.

You're picturing it now though. You might just be that desperate. It's a funny thought for a moment. What would he say?

"Y/n!"

You can almost hear him saying your name.

"Hey! Y/n!"

You do hear him saying your name. You're not hallucinating (you aren't gagging for it that hard), some guy is actually calling you.

You turn and see him running towards you and you have to blink a few times to confirm but he's just as gorgeous as you remember. Maybe more so, he's wearing g tight jeans and a t-shirt that moves with his heaving chest on every breath.

"Atsumu?"

His face splits into a grin. "It is you! And ya remembered me."

You look at him for a trace of hurt or accusation on his face but he just looks pleased to see you.

"Yeah." You smile, it's hard not to get wrapped up in his enthusiasm. "It's been a while."

He grins and flushes and you get a flash of that same expression, drunk and appreciative and shameless. It's all coming back. You see memory dawn on his face too and your heart breaks a little at the genuine remorse you find written across his face.

Atsumu's hands clasp around one of yours. He holds the hand up between the two of you, almost gentlemanly. "I'm sorry, I just saw ya walking by and I... I had to talk to ya. Sorry. I'll go."

"No." It comes out of your mouth embarrassingly quickly. You see hope light up on his face. He's an open book. You make up your mind. "Walk me to my car?"

He grins again, bright and edged with something smug and knowing. "Where have I heard that before? Up for a repeat performance?"

You roll you eyes. "The asshole act is a little less charming when I'm sober."

"Still pretty damn charming then."

A laugh bursts out of you before you can stop it. You walk in silence for a moment before you feel you have to say something. "I'm sorry too. For leaving, that morning."

He shakes his head. "Ya don't have to apologize for that."

"I do. It didn't have anything to do with you, I swear."

"Ya know 'it's not you, it's me' is not a line of reasoning that works ever, right?" Atsumu laughs.

You groan "I'll figure out another way to word it."

"Ya don't have to, I mean, clearly my performance wasn't the problem." He strikes a silly pose and thats the only way you know he's not 100% serious. He doesn't miss the way your eyes track over his body. He smiles. "Is that how it is?"

You tear your eyes away. "Don't flatter yourself."

"Ya want me, ya don't want me, ya think I'm hot, ya don't think I'm hot. The messages are a little mixed, princess."

"Don't call me that. Who said I thought you were hot?"

"You." He said. "With every part of your body except your mouth." His eyes settle in that particular part of your face. You swallow and watch him follow the motion.

"Is that how it is?" Your voice sounds breathless.

Your car comes into view, the sun setting on the abandoned parking lot. You look at him. He's still looking at you. You lead him to the car and he spreads his arms. "My old friend! Lots of good times in this thing."

You smile and watch his arms move under his t-shirt. You let him catch you watching. He moves closer to you, till there's barely any space between the two of you, your car is warm against your back.

"Why'd ya leave? That day?" His voice is low and soft, vulnerable, but hesitant, like he's ready to go back to joking in a minute.

"I was scared."

"Of me?"

You shake your head. "Of us. Of... this." You gesture between the two of you.

"And now?" There's that hope again, bright and wonderful.

You shrug. "No one... no one has touched me, since that night. Since you."

Something dark and lustful blooms in his eyes. "That so?"

You nod.

He smiles. "Well we can fix that."

He dips down to kiss you. His hands spread across your back and pull you closer to him. His tongue slips into your mouth and his thigh comes up between your legs. You grind down and throw your head back to moan.

"Shh," he says softly into your ear. He lifts you up so that you're sitting on the trunk of your car.

His hand comes down under your waistband and it's so warm.

"So wet, just for me. Did ya think about me? After ya left? Think about me fucking ya in this car, making ya laugh? Making ya come? I did. I couldn't stop thinking about ya."

"Atsumu-" You throw your arms around Atsumu's shoulders and bury your face in his neck as he fucks his fingers into you, the rough pad of his thumb rubbing slow circles into your clit. "I remember. Ya said I had a pretty smile."

You move back and grab his chin while he gives you that pretty smile. "Atsumu make me come." You plead. "Atsumu make me fucking come."

He picks up the pace and sends you over the edge and it's better than you remember, better sober. You kiss him as it wears off.

When you pull away he grins. "Come home with me."

You nod. "What if it ends up like last time?"

Atsumu pulls you close and shakes his head. "I'm obnoxious. Not an idiot. I'm not letting you slip through my fingers again."

fay………..i can’t even begin to describe how goddamn perfect this is. it feels like you’re living in my brain with how much this aligns with the original story and i don’t even know how to comprehend that. WHY ARE YOU SO GOOD AT THIS. THERE ARE EVEN CALLBACKS TO RANDOM THROWAWAY LINES IN THE ORIGINAL. i feel like i’m losing my mind in the best way possible. i had to take a break and lay on the ground for a while reading this. holy shit.

(for context here is the fic this is a sequel to)

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tag list: @ohno-otome @curapiikt @brittmg13-blog-blog @stationery-store @tanzaniiite @imbearlythere (don’t mind me adding this after it was already posted. this isn’t my writing but it’s fantastic n based on one of my fics so i figured y’all might want to see it)

want to be added? send me an ask!

#is this…….technically fanfiction of a piece of fanfiction since it’s a derivative of a derivative of an original work #whatever it is #it’s GOOD #what have i done to deserve you fay. i need an explanation because i can’t believe you share this content with me on anon for free #i’m so glad you’re here #fay anon :)

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panic-at-the-fiction · 4 years

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Hello Darling pt3

Summary: (y/n) is the salvatores younger sister and she is low key in love with one of the originals. You know which one. The only problem is he is a low key psychopath and neither of them remember that this isn’t their first meeting.

Warnings: just harmless flirting

A/N: I’ve been in love with Kol Mikaelson for 3 days now. I’m being forced to watch vampire diaries with my mom and Kol and the rest of the original family are like the only reason I’m still watching it.

You hadn't gotten any sleep last night. You spent 3 hours in the emergency room with Matt because he wouldn't drink your blood. He didn't want to risk becoming a vampire. But you were trying to be a nice person nowadays so you respected his decision and waited with him at the ER. You didn't get home till 4 in the morning, and it took you at least an hour to get out of that stupid dress you had worn. You really wish you hadn't had gone to that stupid party. It had been filled with one disappointment after another, but now you were home in your apartment. With no annoying brothers, no doppelgänger sluts, and no originals. The sun was coming up and you were finally able to get some sleep for the day.

You didn't wake up till about 12 in the afternoon. By the time you showered and left your apartment it was already 1 o'clock so you were shocked when you arrived at your brothers house in time to see Rebekah Mikaelson leaving in the same dress she had worn to the party the night before. She only ignored you and walked out of the house. Not even making eye contact with you.

Damon walked down the stairs barely dressed after having obviously just taken a shower.

"What was Rebekah doing here?" You knew exactly what she had been doing, but you needed your brother to admit it.

"She was just leaving." He smiled and walked away trying to ignore your question. You followed him into the library.

"No Damon, I mean why was she here in the first place?"

"I may or may not have gotten drunk and brought her back here after Elena shut me down last night." He poured himself a drink.

You couldn't help but laugh at your ass of an older brother. It was only a couple hours ago that he accused you of sleeping with an original and here he is brushing off his one night stand like it didn't matter that he's a big fat hypocrite. "You know what? Eat Shit Damon."

"Aww come on (y/n) so what if I slept with Rebekah. Why do you care?"

"I care because last night when you weren't busy fawning over Elena you were slut shaming me for being around an original but today you're sleeping with one of them like it's no big deal. So yeah, Damon. eat shit and see if I care!" You stormed out of the house, not wanting to be around your brother any longer. He was a jerk and he never made an effort to apologize for it. Not like he did with Stefan at least.

You decide it was best if you went back to not caring and day drinking. So you headed back to the mystic grill and picked back up where you left off yesterday, half way through a bottle of whiskey.

By the time ten o'clock rolled around you were on your fourth bottle of whiskey and you were starting to crave something stronger, something that didn't come from a bottle. You looked around the room eyeing everyone in the bar. It was really packed since it was ten-o'clock on a Saturday. You were sizing everybody up to see who you could snatch away and take a bite out of. You notice some girl walking towards the bathroom. You quickly finished your drink and tried to go after the girl. But when you turned to leave your seat Kol was standing in front of you, blocking you from going after the girl.

"Hello Darling, I see your day drinking again. Whiskey of all things. Most girls are into champagne and fruity cocktails nowadays but you really aren't must girls are you." He set his coat on the back of the chair and set down next to you at the bar.

You really didn't want to see Kol right now or really ever. You saw another girl head to the bathroom so you gave up trying to feed from them and refilled your whiskey glass. "Not like most girls? Was that supposed to be a complement? You're gonna have to do better than that after what you did." You kept staring at the wall in front of you. You didn't want to look at him right now. Hell you didn't want him to be there right now.

"Oh yes how is the quarterback? All hyped on vampire juice and healed now?"

"No, he wouldn't take my blood. I had to sit in the ER with him all last night."

"Oh so is that why you're here drinking?"

"Why are you here Kol?" You turned to face him.

"Would you believe if I said that I care about your problems?" You rolled your eyes and you could tell he was just being sarcastic. "Yeah I wouldn't either. I'm not usually the one to care about other people and their problems. That was usually Elijah. Though I do feel different after having been daggered and living in a coffin for so long maybe I can give it go. So how about you tell me your problems and I'll tell you mine?"

You ignored him, just went back to staring at the wall and drinking your whiskey. "Well fine then I'll start first. Today my brother and my mother tried to kill me and all of my siblings, but then your brothers accidentally stopped them by killing my brother, permanently this time, before my mother could complete her spell. So now she's off in the wind trying to figure out how to finish us off."

He took the whiskey bottle from you and grabbed an empty glass to fill it up. You just stared at him, you felt bad about what had happened to him. You couldn't even imagine what he must be feeling right now. "I'm so sorry about what happened with your mother and for what my brothers did. I had no idea they were planning any of this. Which one of your brothers was it?"

"Finn." He downed what he could of the whiskey and refilled. He was obviously having a bad day.

"Were you two close?"

"No not really. He was a lot older and he spent the better half of the last millennium in a box for having a stick up his ass."

"Your family is something else."

He laughed a bit "You're telling me. So what happened to you today? Couldn't be any worse than my day."

"No but it wasn't any good." Kol just kept drinking and nodded along. "Went to my brother's house this afternoon to check in on them and make peace after last night. Turns out he and your sister hooked up last night. So I called him a hypocritical dick for yelling at me last night and for accusing me of sleeping with you then stormed out of the house and came here."

"So that's where Rebekah was last night. I'll have to remember to torment her later with that." He raised his glass and clinked it with yours, "Cheers."

"Cheers." You couldn't help but to stare at Kol. Despite everything he did last night you didn't hate him. He was different tonight, he wasn't cocky and confident he seemed genuine. About an hour and a bottle later. You were both pretty drunk, even for vampires. You found yourself once again wanting to spend more time with the jerk. After everything he did to your friend you still liked him, more than you probably should have. Everything about him just seemed so familiar and comfortable.

You decided it was best that you left before you tried to do anything you might regret. "I should probably get going, it's late."

"Do you need me to walk you home or get you a cab?" Kol started to laugh, "I'm trying to be nice here, I'm not sure it's working for me."

"No, I'll be okay. I don't live far from here." You got up and started to walk towards the door as Kol stopped you about half way.

"Hey (y/n) wait!" He grabbed your wrist and turned you around to face him. "I'm sorry about what I did at the ball yesterday. I was mad at my sister and I took it out on your friend Matt and your brother."

It fell silent between you two for a moment. Kol was still holding your wrist in his hand. You started to laugh, "What's so funny?"

"Nothing, it's just, you're apologizing for trying to kill my only friend and my brother and I've just forgiven you. I'm not even upset about it, Because I've been there before, when you're so mad at someone that you take it out on someone else. It's just so weird I should be mad at you right now but I'm not. Part of me likes you even more now." You just kept laughing at yourself. You were totally drunk off your ass. You didn't even realize you said you liked him out loud.

"Wait did you just say you like me more now? So you actually did like me before?" Kol smiled at you. You were mad at yourself for saying that out loud but glad you got Kol to perk up a bit. You noticed him moving a bit closer to you.

"Maybe" the alcohol was really kicking in. You felt more confident than you had in a long while.

Kol leaned down a bit so you two were closer together "Does that mean I still have a chance?"

"Maybe." You saw him glance down a few times to stare at your lips too. You both were waiting for someone else to make the first move. You were as close as you two could get without touching.

Tired of the waiting, Kol closed the gap between you. He pulled you closer by your wrists before moving his hands to the side of your face. Your hands ran up through his short brown hair. You could already taste the whiskey on him. It didn't take you long before you both were gasping for air and had to pull apart slightly. Neither of you could seem to decide what to say next.

You broke the silence, "You know on second thought I might need a walk home. My place is just two blocks over."

Kol pulled away from you and laughed. He quickly grabbed his coat from the back of his chair. He smiled and held his hand out to you "Well then, lead the way."

I just want to say thanks again to @hellish-ramblings-of-an-emo for helping me edit these and get these first few chapters out here. You have been such an inspiration to me and you make me want to write more everyday!

Also thank you to all the people who have been liking this story and I’ll be posting new chapter from now on every week! I would also love to take request for fic ideas to help me fill up this blog with stories.

#kol mikaelson #kol mikaelson x (y/n)#kol mikaelson x reader #kol x (y/n)#kol x reader #kol x you #vampire diaries #vampire diaries x reader

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oddeyecadia · 4 years

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aren't humans supposed to be scared of death?

lucifer/main character

also posted on ao3

His glare alone could kill a thousand souls.

It wasn't a fair battle for (M/C) only had one, the same soul that was almost some demons' dinner earlier.

Most of the time when his eyes would fall on her, her heart would skip a beat and she'd forget how to breathe. Right then, she was still at lost for breath, but only because it seemed like he wanted to rip her lungs into pieces. A contrast to how gentle he was holding her in his arms moments ago.

It was times like these that (M/C) wished she had even half of Beel's athleticism. Adrenaline wasn't enough to increase her speed, but at least it helped with distracting her from her aching feet. There were two– no, three demons chasing her. If it was only one, she would've decided to fight, but their number didn't give her a choice but to run for her life.

She turned to an alleyway hoping to find somewhere to hide and found nothing but a dead end.

"You done wasting our time yet?" A panting voice came up behind her.

Trying to catch her breath, (M/C) quickly turned to the owner of the voice. The same demons who she turned down– one she might've given a black eye –were blocking her way. There were five of them now, five demons with hungry eyes starting at her. Where the hell did the other two come from?

She backed up and widened her stance. Running away and hiding from them were crossed out, there was no way she could get out of this situation without at least trying to defend herself. With a sprained feet and a trembling body, she for sure wouldn't win, but what choice did she have?

One of them spoke. "If only you just accepted our offer. You really had the guts to reject us, you, a human!" There was a hint of disgust in his last words.

She was about to say how she would rather lose her soul than accompany them to The Fall when the same demon aggressively pulled her by the wrist, making her squeak. His grip was so tight that it stung her skin, but she couldn't careless. All she wanted right then was to give the demon multiple kicks in the balls.

The others cheered him on as his face moved closer to hers. Gritting her teeth, she tried to pull away but his grip only tightened. She could feel his breath on her neck when he said, "Such a pure soul too. Free dinner's about to be good."

Her stomach flipped in the most unpleasant way as she shut her eyes, expecting to meet pain. Memories of soft crimson eyes flashed through her mind and she found herself internally calling for its owner.

It was only then that the fear started to sink in.

As if her prayers had reached the celestial realm, in a matter of seconds, the tight grip on her wrist disappeared and her feet was off the ground. Harsh wind blew through the alleyway and the scent of musk she loved so much hit her nose. She didn't need to open her eyes to know who was holding her but when she did, the same crimson eyes met hers and suddenly, all the tension in her body faded away.

She had always felt safest in Lucifer's arms.

(M/C) could almost taste the bitter atmosphere filling his office as Lucifer stood in front of her with his arms crossed. Daring to look him in the eye once, she regretted that decision immediately when a chill ran down her spine. She held onto her own arm for comfort.

Whenever his brothers would misbehave, he'd scold them for an eternity as one of the many punishments. He haven't said a word ever since he fought the group of demons who tried to murder her tonight, though. She'd rather have the repetitive reminders and sarcastic remarks than his silence that was more terrifying than the Devil King himself. She haven't even met said king.

After moments of hesitation, she finally found her voice. "Lucifer, I'm–"

"Mind telling me what you were doing alone in the streets of Devildom in the middle of the night?"

(M/C) gulped at his sharp tone. "I just– I needed to buy supplies for my school project due tomorrow, so I went out to get some."

"And you chose to go alone?"

"Well, everyone's already asleep."

"You of all people would know that I would still be in my office even at this hour. I would have been willing to accompany you if you asked." It was obvious that he was trying his best to keep his composure, but the way his voice was getting louder and more aggressive was ruining his facade.

She took a deep breath, praying to his father that her next words wouldn't fuel up the fire too much. "I doubt that you would even leave your desk if I ask you. Besides, the store wasn't that far and I didn't wanna bother any of you."

"That is not an excuse!" She didn't know it was possible but the furrow on his brows got even deeper. "It is irresponsible to do school projects the night before the deadline, first and foremost."

He lost her at the word irresponsible. (M/C) was pretty sure she had received this very same talk for over a million times, she didn't need to hear it again.

The way he spoke with such authority reminded her that she was talking to Lucifer, the Vice President of the student council and Diavolo's right hand man, not the Lucifer who would wake her up early in the morning so they could have the table on their own during breakfast or the Lucifer who put his coat on her when she accidentally slept on the couch.

This was the Lucifer his brothers would daydream of punching on a daily, but still the Lucifer she'd risk everything for.

"What's wrong? Having trouble falling asleep?"

(M/C) only blinked at the demon. She should've known she would run into Lucifer when she decided to roam around the halls of the House of Lamentation when everyone was asleep. It was rare for him to leave his desk at this hour, though. Perhaps luck just wasn't by her side.

"Uhm, yeah kind of." She answered honestly.

"May I ask why?"

She could only bite her lip. Was it a good idea to say she was just missing her room in the human world? Or that she was craving for her parent/s' hug? Would he even understand what homesickness was? It didn't matter, she wasn't scared of opening up to him but knowing Lucifer, he'd probably report this to Lord Diavolo and knowing Diavolo, who knew what ridiculous human event would he attempt to pull off if he found out. Although, it would be fun to watch the crown prince try, it would only remind her more that she wasn't in the human world with her family.

She gave Lucifer a hopefully convincing laugh. "Oh, it's pretty stupid. Levi and I watched a horror movie earlier. It's kind of hard to sleep when the creepy stuff keeps replaying in my head."

"Hmm. I never thought you'd be the type to be scared of fictional monsters, (M/C)."

He was right. (M/C) was in literal hell for Devil King's sake. No monster or ghost could ever scare her anymore.

"I guess you just don't know me as well as you thought." She said, keeping the act.

It took him too long to speak again that she was afraid her lying abilities were getting rusty. "Well then, I have a suggestion." A grin formed on his lips. "How about we share the bed?"

Her breathing stopped as the room grew several degrees higher than usual. Share the bed? Share the bed?

It seemed like her head didn't have control of her mouth for she just said, "Sure. Why not?"

Later as (M/C) felt the other side of Lucifer's gigantic bed dip, she started to realize why Why not? was such a stupid thing to ask.

It was like she was on her first day at RAD again, growing an interest in the most powerful demon in Devildom. She couldn't help it, he was undeniably attractive and the way he so confidently presented himself was gravitating. Lucifer was, for lack of a better word, hot.

But that was only what he was to her, an eye candy that was way out of her league. He was too much of a stuck up for her anyway, so she decided not to let her feelings grow into anything more.

She thought she had managed to forget about her embarrassing crush, but the way her heart almost jumped out of her chest as she felt him lay down beside her told her otherwise.

"(M/C)." He called.

"Yup?"

"You're going to end up falling off if you stay on the edge there. It is much comfier here in the middle, come."

The way his voice dropped at the last word made her feel things, particularly in her lower region. She shook off the thoughts before it could conquer her whole body. Giving the wall she had been staring at for minutes an internal farewell, she finally faced him for the first time she lied in his bed that night.

The butterflies in her stomach flying around for fun were now in chaos.

Right before her was Lucifer in a plain black shirt, looking as ethereal as ever. With a cheeky smile on his lips, his gloveless hand gave the space beside him a pat and she settled closer beside him like the fool that she was.

"Happy?"

He chuckled, most likely at how her face was heating up. "Very. So what's the true reason?"

"Excuse me?"

"What was the reason you couldn't sleep?" He must have noticed how she froze for a second for he let out another snicker. "Don't act so surprised. You laugh for no reason whenever you aren't being truthful. A pretty bad liar for someone so cunning."

She should feel embarrassed but the way he noticed this little fact about her just made her grin. "Alright, you got me. I didn't lie about the horror movie, though. We did watch one but... yeah, it's not the reason I couldn't sleep."

Crimson eyes just stared at her as if asking her to continue. (M/C) sighed. "I was just missing my life back home. That's all."

"Are you not enjoying your stay here?"

"No! No, of course not. I like it here. You and your brothers are like family to me. Sometimes I just miss my family in the human world, you know?"

He hummed in what seemed like understanding. "It can't be helped. You've never been away from them for this long, correct?"

She shook her head in response, chest getting heavy at the fact that she haven't talked to her family in months. "No. I guess this is normal, though, I'm just naturally a family person. I rarely even go to sleepovers just because it feels weird not being a room away from them."

"Is that so?" His eyes avoided hers. "We aren't as different as I thought."

Most people would be taken aback if they heard his last words, but (M/C) knew better. Lucifer wasn't the most affectionate brother. In fact, he seemed like someone who'd leave all his brothers tied up on a railway if he could, but in truth, he would just leave to destroy the train itself. "You don't like sleepovers too?" She joked.

Something in her chest blooms when a small laugh came out of him. "If what we are doing now is what you consider a sleepover, then no, it is certainly to my liking." Their eyes met again and she swore she melted right then and there. "Regardless, the purpose of a sleep over is well, to sleep. Unless you really are terrified because of that horror film."

"Pff. Why would I be terrified? I'm with the strongest demon in all of Devildom."

"You are aware I could kill you, no?" It was almost funny how causally he just said it.

She shrugged. "So could anyone."

"Death doesn't scare you?"

"I mean, honestly I'm much more scared of hurting the people I'd leave behind." She answered without hesitation. "You're probably the one not scared of it." Could you even die? She thought of asking but decided to keep her mouth shut.

An odd expression grew on his face, a look she haven't seen before. It was much softer yet gloomier for some reason. "No." He let out a deep sigh as he avoided her eyes again. "Losing someone because of death, however..."

He didn't continue, and he didn't have to. The sorrow in his voice already had the weight of a thousand words.

"You know how dangerous it is out there, especially for a human. May I remind you that you're nothing but a walking dinner for most demons." He continued.

"I know that, alright? You don't have to remind me. I promise, I won't do it again." She said, taking defeat for she just wanted to get this over with. Running away from a gang of demons as she feared for her own life took a lot of energy out of her and she just wanted to rest, but she knew Lucifer was far from done.

"You better. Can you imagine what would happen if I didn't find you sooner? Not only would you get hurt and ruin the exchange program but you also–"

Something in her snapped, heart dropping deep into her stomach.

Of course. Of fucking course.

"I also what?" She asked confidently despite her whole body trembling. She didn't miss how his eyes widened for a second. "Could've damaged yours and Diavolo's reputation? Could've given you more paper works and bills to pay?"

(M/C)'s fists clenched, slapping herself internally for even thinking that he actually, genuinely cared for her, that she was important enough for him to risk his life protecting her when all this time, he was just protecting someone else's name.

All the hand holding, the good night kisses, the times he asked her to stay in line on the phone for comfort, the soft smiles, it was all done for business. He must've noticed how fond she was of him and took it to his advantage.

He was doing all of those only to make her experience at the Devildom more pleasing so she wouldn't write anything negative about the student exchange program. It was all about the stupid exchange program. In the back of her head, she already knew this could be the case, so why did it still leave a heavy weight in her chest?

She scoffed pityingly at her own foolishness. "What else, huh? I could've ruin Diavolo's dreams of strenghtening the relationship between the three worlds–"

"This isn't just about that." He let his fists fall on his side.

With tears forming in her eyes, she dared to step forward. "Well, sorry, Vice president! I didn't mean to give the student council another headache."

"(M/C)."

"I'm sorry for leaving a bad record to Diavolo's precious–"

"–YOU COULD'VE DIED!"

In the aftermath of the shout, the silence seemed so deafening. It was his turn to take a step closer and it was only then when she noticed it.

He was shaking. "You could've died." He said, softer this time. "This is more than just because of the program. I nearly lost you." There was that odd expression again.

Tears rolled down her cheeks as her mind went back to one of their previous conversations in his bed. Not missing the way his hand kept slightly lifting up and back down as he talked, she took the initiative and placed her own on his cheek. "But I'm still here." She said, almost in a whisper for they were so close, their bodies were almost touching.

He put his hand on top of hers, gently kissing its palm as an unspoken apology. It wasn't much, he was still the avatar of pride after all, but it warmed her heart that he was trying.

Taking her hand and intertwining it with his own, his head dropped to her shoulder. His soft breathing tickled her skin. As she thread her fingers through his hair, she couldn't help but appreciate this side of him. This was the Lucifer no one had ever seen, the Lucifer who despised even the thought of not being by her side, the one who loved hand holding, the one who'd turn into a blushing mess whenever she'd kiss him out of nowhere, the Lucifer only she got to see.

With a deep sigh, he finally spoke again. "What am I going to do with you?"

She tried to pull away to respond but as soon as she moved, his arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her back in. (M/C) couldn't protest, she didn't want to, so they stayed close for a long while.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #om #fanfic #lucifer x reader #i posted this on ao3 a while ago so why not post it here to #satri writes

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smileyoongle · 5 years

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Mafia BTS! Reaction to you treating them to a sweet of your country (Maknae Line)

This was a request by @min-t-posts

I did some searching for this one. I hope you like this, love. Here you go :)

[The hyung line imagine has been posted already, here's the link: Mafia BTS! Reaction to you treating them to a sweet of your country (Hyung Line) ]

Park Jimin:

Jimin smiled slightly as he made his way to his car. Finally, he could go home to you. As he was about to start the car, the back doors of his car were opened. He turned to see Yoongi and Namjoon getting in. The car was silent as they all stared at each other. "Are you waiting for us to give you a manual on how to drive a car?" Yoongi said as he raised an eyebrow. "No, I'm waiting for you to tell me why are you in my car? And also why are you dressed so weirdly?" Jimin frowned as he asked the two men seated in the back seat. He was referring to Yoongi's torso which seemed to be covered in white bandages and Namjoon's black Cape and the blood dripping down his chin which obviously looked fake.

"So you're telling us that you don't know about your girlfriend's Halloween get-together?" Namjoon asked, completely surprised at Jimin's cluelessness. Jimin's eyes widened as he recalled you telling him about how you wanted to celebrate Halloween. Jimin cursed as he started the car. "Oh and she also said she won't let us in if we aren't in costume." Namjoon added, making Jimin sigh. Jimin felt guilty that he wasn't able to help you. He was so busy in dealing with a betrayer that he didn't acknowledge your excitement at all.

"It's okay, you can go as our driver. Anyway that's exactly what you're doing." Yoongi's voice piped up, making Jimin glare at him while Namjoon let out a low laugh. Soon enough, Jimin's mansion came into view. Parking the car in the driveway, he thought of ways to make it up to you. The three men entered the house to find the rest of the members already there. The dining table had a number of dishes, ready to be consumed. The house had been decorated to meet up with the spooky idea of Halloween. Jimin felt hands cover his eyes from behind. He was startled but he smiled, knowing it was you. He took your hand and pulled you infront of him. His eyes lit up with adoration when he saw you in the costume of a bride. He was at a loss of words.

"You're late." You pouted. He cupped your face and smothered you in kisses. "Does that make up for being late?" He said, leaning his forehead against yours. You giggled and nodded. Grabbing his hand, you led him to the dining table where everyone was seated. Seeing everyone eating and enjoying the food made you happy. You'd been cooking since the morning. "I'm sorry you had to do this alone." Jimin hugged you from behind. You took a plate with a slice of pumpkin pie in it and turned to Jimin. "First, tell me how this is." You took a spoonful of the pie and fed it to him.

"I think I'm gonna get diabetes from all this sweetness!" Jin complained as he looked at the two of you. You looked away, embarrassed. "Oh too bad then, you can't have this pie because let me tell you, this is freaking delicious!" Jimin moaned as he took another bite. "Hey Y/N, he isn't in a costume. Shouldn't you be doing something about that?" Taehyung pointed out. Jimin froze, waiting to see what you would do. You hummed as you placed your hands on your hips. You narrowed your eyes at him, "No more pie for you!" You snatched the plate from him. Jimin turned to Taehyung, only to find him smirking. "You're dead." He threatened as the both of them started running around the house, making everyone laugh.

Kim Taehyung:

It was a Sunday morning, which meant you could spend your entire day with Taehyung. You had woken up early for some reason. Seeing that your boyfriend was still asleep, you decided to get ready for the day. After quickly taking a shower and putting on some warm clothes, you went to the kitchen. You wanted to make coffee but to your luck, there was no coffee at home. You didn't wanna wake your sleeping boyfriend, so you decided to get it yourself.

Taehyung woke up to an empty space where you slept. He frowned as he looked around the room. He listened closely to any noise coming from the bathroom. Upon hearing none, he went downstairs to check the rest of the house. Not being able to find you anywhere, he called you but as soon as he heard your ringtone coming from the kitchen, he started getting worried. The first thought coming to his mind was that maybe you ran away. But why would you do that? Hadn't you been happy these days? Hadn't Taehyung given you everything you could possibly want? Anger surged through him as he called everyone to search for you. Unfortunately, you had left your phone at home so you couldn't be tracked either. After about half an hour, Taehyung's attention turned to the entrance of the house. The door slowly opened as you entered, holding a few bags in your hand. Taehyung's eyes widened as he saw you casually walk in and place the bags on the kitchen table.

"Do you mind telling me where you went?" He asked, his voice a bit harsh. You turned to face him. "Oh you're awake. I just went to get some stuff. We were out of coffee." You smiled and shrugged. Taehyung mentally face palmed himself. He had literally sent out everyone to find you because he thought you ran away but here you were. Wordlessly, he pulled you into a tight hug. You froze because of his sudden display of affection but gradually hugged him back. "Don't ever think of leaving me, do you understand?" He whispered to you. You frowned. Why would you do that? You adored how he cared so much about you. "Never." You replied. Pulling away, you went to find something in one of the bags. "So I found some egg waffles on the way!" You grinned as you pulled out the package. Taehyung raised his eyebrows, as if to ask you 'what are those?'. You stared at him, completely baffled. "Are you serious? You don't know what that is?" You asked. He shook his head. Was he supposed to know?

You quickly unwrapped the packaging and handed him one waffle. Hesitantly, he took a bite. His expression turned from confused to delighted in an instant. "Maybe I should let you go out so you can get me this again and again." He nodded as he took another bite. You laughed and went to grab a waffle for yourself. "You know, I thought you ran away. I still have to call everyone to let them know you're back." Taehyung said, walking closer to you. "What?!" You asked, a bit too loudly. "Yeah, just like I'm about to, with your waffle!" He rushed his sentence as he snatched your waffle and ran away. You chased him as you started regretting your decision of giving him the egg waffles, knowing that you won't be getting it back.

Jeon Jungkook:

You had been upset for the past few days. You felt homesick. You missed your hometown. But you couldn't leave Jungkook, not that you had a choice anyway. He was super protective of you. He would try and keep you as close to him as possible. Jungkook had noticed your behaviour but he chose not to talk about it. He knew it would end up in an argument. He was not gonna let you go anywhere. But lately, you had started giving him the silent treatment. He didn't like it one bit but at the same time, he didn't want to make you behave by scaring you. He loved it when you were genuine with him. After thinking of multiple things that he could do to cheer you up, he decided that he was gonna make your favourite dessert. So he searched up the recipe, got the ingredients and started his work when you were busy reading a book in your bedroom.

You hated being away from Jungkook. You felt bad for ignoring him but you thought it was the only way to get him to let you leave for a few days. Since it wasn't working, you decided to stop it. Maybe if you asked him to come with you, he would agree. Your thoughts were interrupted as you heard a loud crash followed by a number of profanities. Keeping your book down, you hurried to see what your boyfriend was doing. On reaching the kitchen, you saw him standing in the middle of broken glasses and what seemed like cocoa powder to you. His eyes were shut as his jaw clenched.

"Are you okay?" Your voice startled him. He opened his eyes to find you looking at him, your eyes filled with worry and concern. He was so happy that you finally talked to him, even if it was just a question. "I'm fine. Go back to your reading, Y/N." He said, bending down to pick up the pieces of broken glass. Ignoring what he said, you started to help him. He sighed in frustration. "You're going to hurt yourself." He warned you. "Will you just tell me what you were doing?" You asked, irritated that he was talking to you so coldly. Sure, his words displayed otherwise but you knew he was being a little harsh. After giving you a small glare, he finally started telling you what he was doing. Your heart clenched, you felt horrible for treating him that way. You quickly hugged him and told him to go clean up. He nodded and left the kitchen. You decided to complete what he left behind.

Jungkook took a quick shower and made his way back to you. You had just finished making the brigadeiros. You smiled and patted yourself on the back for the good work. You saw Jungkook standing in the doorway with his arms crossed, a small smile on his lips. "Well, what are you waiting for? Go ahead and taste it!" You pointed to the chocolate balls on the tray. He took one and ate it, his eyes on you the entire time. You blushed under his gaze. Suddenly, a moan left his mouth making your eyes widen. His face twisted into pleasure, the pleasure that you get from food, okay?

"This is good, baby. This is damn good!" He said, eating another one. You chuckled softly and leaned on the counter. Jungkook walked closer to you and wrapped his arms around your waist after finishing the chocolate treat.

"I hate when you're upset with me." He whispered, leaning his forehead against yours. "Me too." You whispered back, wrapping your arms around his neck. He kissed you, pulling you closer. Eventually, you broke the kiss. "Wait, I think you tasted exactly like the chocolate I just had. I guess I'll have to kiss you again, just to be sure." He teased you. You laughed and tried to push him away before he kissed you again.

I'm pretty sure I made this imagine into something it wasn't. But hope you like it. If anything was mentioned incorrectly, please do tell me. Enjoy.

- XX

#bts #bts jungkook #bts suga #bts v #bts jimin #bts jin #bts jhope #bts rm #bts imagines #bts reactions #bts request #bts mafia imagine #bts mafia reaction #bts mafia au #bts army #kpop #kpop icons #kpop roleplay

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taylorroger-s · 5 years

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have some 1am ~speculations~

im gonna get so much hate for this

ive gotten caught up in following this year's award shows, which naturally means i at least spend half an hour scrolling through predictions & nominations in hopes of catching a mention of borhap

but throughout these bouts of research, ive noticed something.

even though they won the golden globes against all odds, are nominated for screen actors guild, producers guild, and bafta awards, there hasn't been as much buzz about them as we creep closer to oscar season. and i think i know why.

those people who write all the prediction articles and sum ups? they're omitting borhap on purpose. to dull down the hype. this form of reasoning is along the lines of, "if we don't talk about it, people will forget."

they're hoping that if they just ignore the entirety of the golden globes, write the whole thing off as a mistake and a disaster, then people will forget. they will forget about how borhap beat out more critically favored films. leaving room for many people's favorites, "a star is born" "if beale street could talk" "the favorite" to swoop in and steal the limelight away in hopes that it will squash any oscar hopes for our boys.

and to that i say, square tf up. the day after the golden globes i wrote a lengthy post about how amazing it was that borhap one and how people were ignoring that goddamn teeth "joke" just so they could bitch about a star is born being snubbed. it ended up being just slightly less coherent than this.

the point is, our boys deserve this so much. they worked so hard. no one can ever replicate the raw energy and magnetism of queen like how bohemian rhapsody did it.

finally, to all the critics who say borhap didn't tell the true story of freddie, i ask: were you a part of queen? no? then shut the fuck up aight. brian may and roger taylor, rock legends, are members of queen, and if they approved the movie, so should you!!! like how dare you insist that borhap doesn't tell the real story of queen when YOU WEREN'T IN IT!! seriously don't fucking talk about how there is "more to be told" when you weren't there.

some of those critics are like "i love queen, but..." if you love queen as you claim, why shit on something that gave a heartwrenching portrait of this beloved band, was worked on tirelessly for over a decade, and was approved by brian may and roger taylor themselves?

does this rant make sense? no. do i regret what i just wrote? not at all. am i hyped up on midnight adrenaline? hell yeah. am i pissed at critics for insisting that there is more to be told? fuck yeah i am. and am i mad about media coverage concerning borhap? yes to that as well.

in conclusion :

media coverage is hiding borhap in hopes of squashing oscar chances in favor of more critically acclaimed works

critics should shut the fuck up about "true story" if they weren't in queen

be happy because brian and roger are happy

p.s. i am by no means trying to attack anyone with this post. im annoyed by the inaccuracies in the movie just as much as the next fan, but goddammit we aren't brian and roger. if they approve, that should be good enough for all of us.

also that media thing is a total conspiracy theory i just had to write down before i fell asleep and forgot it. because it's one in the fujibg morning.

that's it thanks for coming to my ted talk

(i predict i may delete this at like seven am bc imma wake up and wonder "ah fuck")

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