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go-to-the-mirror · 1 year

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look, hear me out, hot jon ri- [EXTENDED SOUNDS OF BRUTAL PIPE MURDER]

@a-mag-a-day

One thing you should know about me is that i will defend jonathan sims head archivist of the magnus institute london to my dying bloody breath. Another thing you should know about me is that i can do nuance, i just don't want to a lot of the time.

But. I will, put my... love... for the Jarchivist... to one side. sort of. a little bit. Look, you can't be unbiased, an attempt is all you're gonna get, mate.

But like, let it be known that I have talked extensively about scrutiny on my story, and most of it wasn't "but i love him, so, <3" actually most of it was "headinhands, jon, why"

Like, yk? Why didn't we see this coming, he's an Avatar, he's a monster, it's not making what he's doing better -- obviously -- but like, I feel like it's like... it's like... yk? we knew it in a theoretical way, and then we're like, oh, yeah, he doesn't get protagonist privileges.

I'm just rambling at this point, so, let's get onto the relisten, I guess, and I'll freak out there

ARCHIVIST The tape recorder. [SUDDEN INHALATION FROM BASIRA] BASIRA Get ready. Any idea what’s coming?

i think it's neat that they're realising that tape recorder on = (rqg pessimistic train driver voice) DOOOOOOM!

ARCHIVIST No, I… I think… [Calling out] Excuse me?

Jonathan "I don't think it's me doing it" Sims when he literally calls the guy back, fuck Jon, that's not okay!

SHIPHAND I don’t know you. ARCHIVIST [Archly] But I know you.

[ID: Marina and the Diamonds Smirk Meme /End ID]

look, hear me out-

LIKE OK HRHNR ITS COOL OKAY! IT'S COOL! IT'S AWFUL, BUT IT'S COOL!!

BASIRA Jon, I’m not sure about this. ARCHIVIST I am. Tell me what happened.

(tim voice) don't do it.

like, jon, jon, no, fuck? what the fuck, jon headinhands, headinfuckinghands

this is the theme of this ramble, okay? just headinhands but also his voice tho-

ARCHIVIST Whenever you’re ready.

it's so creepy, he's so creepy! that's just like- "whenever you're ready" SPOOOKY!!!! im kicking my legs i just think it's NEAT oKAY

The thing that was grabbing him, trying to reach down his throat and pull him apart… it was a pattern. Diamonds and swirls and colours that seemed to imprint itself upon his skin even as it pushed itself messily into his nose and mouth.

THAT'S SO COOL! I mean, uh, sucks to be him, but that's hnnrhrhnrnh <3333 it's so spooky and weird and I love it.

I followed slowly, unsteadily, but got there just in time to see Salesa throw both him and what looked like a blank rug over the side and into the ocean.

So, the pattern comes from the rug and then... attaches itself to people and/or things? That's neat!

He was drunk for the next two days, and we kept sailing on towards Cape Town.

:D I was so happy when I heard this on my first listen :3 like yay! South Africa is mentioned :3 I'm South African :3

Come to think of it, Floyd might have an Afrikaans accent. Don't quote me on that, I'm not sure, but I think so.

There was a storm over the island. I don’t know where it came from, it can’t have been more than a minute since I’d last looked at it, an-and the skies were completely clear. But now it was covered in lightning, the rolling clouds above it dark and angry.

So, the camera was keeping the island not sinking.

So I jumped ship the next chance I got. And I have tried ever since then to leave those memories behind me.

Would be lovely if someone *cough cough* Jon *cough cough* would let him. He's going to have nightmares about this till Jon dies. Like, poor him. That sucks, like even with Jess, she was leaving it behind, she was getting better and he took that from her. The bastard, christ Jon, you can't just do this to people, you can't just ruin their bloody lives because you're feeling peckish.

ARCHIVIST [Soothingly] You can go. FLOYD Erm… I, I don’t… ARCHIVIST Thank you Floyd. You’ve been… very helpful. FLOYD C— ARCHIVIST It’s alright, Floyd. You just… need a break.

I just like the way he says it, when Jon's being all monster-y, in this episode, sometimes when he's talking to Helen, I think, in MAG 187, and of course in the Crew Retrospective (speaking of, if you have stuff about the crew retrospective, please tag me, I want to see it), it's so suave, and for what. Charisma of 1, unless he's being... evil. I love him, I love that, it's so bloody suave, and charismatic, and smooth. He knows exactly what he's doing, he's in his element. Oh god, he's in his element.

Look, he may be slightly evil, but he's doing it with style, damn.

Like "It's alright, Floyd. You just... need a break" and it's like!!! HMNnn!!! No, Jon! You shouldn't be doing this to people, but also like hnhrhfhhnh so fucking cool!

ARCHIVIST Yes, Basira, he is. And I am sorry about that. But we needed it. Anyway you’re the one who wants to be like Gertrude. You think she’d give a damn about a few bad dreams? BASIRA No. ARCHIVIST No. She got the job done, and didn’t care about the cost. BASIRA But I thought you did. ARCHIVIST … I had to know, Basira. BASIRA It wasn’t right. ARCHIVIST You could have stopped me.…But you wanted to know as well, didn’t you?

Mr. Jarchivist Sims, your flimsy rationalizations are visible from space, you didn't want to be like Gertrude, you don't want to be like Gertrude, good lord, man, just... good lord.

I don't know what to say, I'm shaking this episode vigorously /pos

Ramble over! See y'all tomorrow where I'll be once again setting aside my flimsy belief (not even a belief) that Jonathan Sims did NOTHING WRONG if you ignore everything he did wrong.

End recording.

#tma #the magnus archives #a mag a day #mag 141 #jonathan sims #landscaping-your-mind-chapter-one #hot jon rights tho

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my-rose-tinted-glasses · 7 months

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BL/QL Ask Game : The Ugly, the Bad and the Worst

Thank you so much to @twig-tea for the tag!! I love these. My memory is not that great but let's see. I'm gonna keep this short.

Worst soundtrack / weirdest song choice in a BL The song playing in Palm and Nueng first time. It completely took me out.

Most cringe-inducing line (cute) DBK

Most cringe-inducing line (actually bad) Anytime Sarawat talks about boobs. I hate it with a passion.

Most stupid decision made by a character Oh God there so many. But really everyting Knock did in Together With Me.

Worst plot line Amnesia. Nuff said.

The most problematic show you've watched TharnType

A show people love but you find bad I don't know if people loved it so I'm just going off of the sheer amount of gifs on my dash at the time. Bed Friend.

A show people find bad but you will defend Theory of Love, all day, everyday.

A show that is just objectively bad but you enjoyed it Tonhon Chonlatee

A bad show that you kept watching because you were intrigued/fascinated I do this more often than I should. It takes quite a bit for me to drop a show. With all that said - Big Dragon. History5. The Promise.

A bad show that you kept watching because you were horny Nope.

A bad show that you kept watching because of that one character I Will Knock You. There is so much about this show that bugs me but Noey kept me coming back.

A bad show that you would still recommend If I think it's really bad, I wouldn't recommend it.

The character that ruined a show the most Aoey. Lovely writer. Every time he was on the screen I just wanted him to go away.

Most awful character that you hated Plern. Prapai. For obvious reasons.

Most awful character that you loved Tod. Not Me. I loved every time he was on the screen.

A character that wasn't awful but that you just don't like Both sisters in both why r u. I mean they aren't evil... but I just… can't.

A hero that should have been a villain I'll borrow from @lurkingshan (if they don't mind) because I can't think of any others. The Wei Wuxian from the novel was just such a more complex character. The sanitized version of him is just way less interesting to me.

A morally bad character you're into Vee. I will defend him till my last breath.

A morally bad character you're not into and you wish people would stop being into Thua. Let's not elaborate.

The show that disappointed you the most Step by Step. It could've been so good.

The Worst Show of Them All Because of Your Own Reasons Bed Friend.

I'm still not that comfortable tagging people and I don't know who else as done it but I'll tag my compatriot @itsallaboutbl and @williamrikers (because they owe me one 😊).

#worst bl shows the ask game #ask game #tag game #thanks for the tag!#bl series #multi bl

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b3lz33bub · 2 years

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[Warning: Enstars brainrot, Shu levels of rambling like a nerd]

VALKYRIE - Uruwashi no Nightingale

⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ Lyric analysis ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆

I am keen on Valkyrie's lyrics and, since I am an absolute fanatic for symbolism in arts, why not babble, yet again, about how marvelous Mika and Shu's relationship is, like a nightingale's song? I am indebted to Shu for making me learn new English words every time he has a dialogue, thus this is my compensation. He'll be one of the people I'll thank for my C2 (hopefully) at CAE.

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Now, to the analysis

(I'm going to use the Ensemble Stars fanwiki translation)

[Mika] - green

[Shu] - pink

[Mika and Shu] - blue

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"The crescent moon's dragee floating in a spring

At the bottom of this dormant forest"

"Dragée" is a small silver-coloured ball used in decoration of desserts, usually cakes. It's an obvious contradiction regarding the moon's shape, since it is mentioned to be crescent. Knowing the crescent moon, in alchemy, used to symbolize silver, it might confirm the moon and the dragée are one and the same.

The crescent moon could represent Mika. In the character profile on the fanwiki, it is mentioned that the name Mika might come from 三日月 (mikadzuki), meaning "crescent moon", deduction made from the pun in his solo song, Rondo of Amber and Lapis Lazuli. In Greek mythology, the crescent moon is a symbol of Diana, the goddess of the moon, representing the female principle as a juxtaposition of the Sun, Apollo, the male principle. Knowing Mika is often associated with femininity, even by his name, and that Shu is "his light" to him (him being the shadow, indicated by his last name Kagehira), as stated in Eternal Weaving, we can quite easily deduce that Mika is the crescent moon, missing something(his self esteem and his independence; he thinks he is not complete enough to be anything but a doll), but presenting perfect(Shu's perfect doll) on stage, to the "dormant forest" of art-consuming masses.

"Find out in this frail

Swaying grove, the feeble tune wandering in this night breeze"

These lyrics are simply referring to the nightingale's song, wandering the forests during the night, the time when less birds are awake and it is the most prominent. Apparently, the only ones who sing regularly at night are the unpaired male nightingales, thus the nocturnal song might serve to attract a mate. (suspicious, isn't it? HMMM... )

"Let's sing

(Tica-ling)

To this clear sky

(Tica-ling)

Till the breath of dawn, in the joy of life."

This far it is clear, Shu and Mika are the nightingales. In culture, the nightingale has become not only a symbol of poetry, but also "a master of a superior art that could inspire the human poet". Knowing Valkyrie's purpose, as stated by Shu, is to inspire people and the future artists through its artistic acts, the analogy seems fitting.

The nightingale singing at dawn is assumed to be important in defending the bird's territory. Valkyrie is using the message in their music to preserve the hope and their artistic relevance.

Always loved when Valkyrie uses turns to sing verses and then sing together. Valkyrie is rooted in individuality and miscommunication, but has come together as a homogeneous whole in the end.

"Such a beautiful

Ah nightingale, ah nightingale, with that singing voice of yours

Let Tica-linga-lira Tica-linga-lira guide us

Ah nightingale, ah nightingale let's sing together

Tica-linga-lira Tica-linga-lira open your eyes to the world"

Mika and Shu are addressing the audience, how their music brings both the artist and the enjoyer together and opens their minds to new horizons, perceptions.

"Let go of your fears from that terrifying childhood of yours

Inside this defenseless dream"

It can be unclear who Shu is addressing to because both have suffered their great deal of trauma in their early years, Shu being bullied for his affinity for dolls and Mika feeling like he has been abandoned. Either way, it is clear that Valkyrie is their "defenseless dream" which allowed them both to let go of their past fears.

"I who was waiting beside the window

For you to save my light"

Like in the last verse, it matches with both characters. Mika and Shu regard themselves each other's light and savior. Shu has given Mika an ambition to hold to and a reason to not feel abandoned anymore, while Mika has stayed with Shu after Valkyrie's tragedy even in their most miserable times. Though, I have to say I am more inclined to believe this verse is about Shu, since after the tragedy, he has locked himself into his room "waiting beside the window" for someone to save him from his failure.

"It's time

(Tica-ling)

To wipe your tears

(Tica-ling)

In this horizon we won't be separated according to the song"

Valkyrie's rebirth has given Mika and Shu enough strength to heal their emotional wounds. Through their music and passion for Valkyrie, both won't be anytime soon separated. The horizon is the line that separates, but also binds the Earth to the skies, the arts to the people, Valkyrie to its fans, Mika to Shu and Shu to Mika.

"It will come out

Ah nightingale, ah nightingale, your inner power

Tica-linga-lira Tica-linga-lira to make your wishes come true

Ah nightingale, ah nightingale let's live together

Tica-linga-lira Tica-linga-lira in this coloured world"

Alike the previous chorus, Valkyrie is singing to the audience and to themselves, how their music gives them strength, motivation to live in this vast world, composed of both brightness and darkness, it's multi-coloured.

"This opaque moon dedicated to eternity, burned my fate

As time passes by, all signs of equal rebirth, can be done by a prayer

In this pure morning."

This time, the moon represents the old Valkyrie, opaque — didn't let the light penetrate it —, which was supposed to be eternal but brought ruin, yet also rebirth to Shu's fate as an artist and as a person. Despite having his fate demolished, time mends things and has proven that both Shu and Mika were slowly healing into a better self with the help of their determination, their "prayers". A new morning, a new beginning, is waiting for the rebirth of a healed and even more magnificent Valkyrie.

"Ah nightingale, ah nightingale, with that singing voice of yours

Let Tica-linga-lira Tica-linga-lira guide us

Ah nightingale, ah nightingale let's sing together

Tica-linga-lira Tica-linga-lira open your eyes to the world"

This time, the chorus is sung like a pre-chorus and separately by Mika and Shu, as if they are reminding each other of the reason they are "nightingales", each other's savior through their song, before merging into one voice and passing down the message to the audience.

"Ah nightingale, ah nightingale, your inner power

Tica-linga-lira Tica-linga-lira to make your wishes come true

Ah nightingale, ah nightingale let's live together

Tica-linga-lira Tica-linga-lira in this colourful world"

Same as the other chorus :)

"Resonate with this performence..."

A powerful endnote and conclusion, to indulge into the salvaging song of the beautiful nightingale.

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YOU READ ALL THE WAY THROUGH, NERD! HAHAHA.

Thank you for wasting your precious time and good luck y'all on the Sanrio collaboration banner. My Mayoi 5star shall bless your souls!

Update: If I'd actually have done my research, this would have been more indepth. Apparently the song also references the fable The Nightingale by Hans Christian Andersen which portray's Mika and Shu's relationship on point. I am truly uncultered, my apologies!!!/hj

#ensemble stars #enstars #ensemble stars music #ensemble stars valkyrie #utter rambling #shu itsuki #mika kagehira #shumika #music #lyrics #lyric analysis #music analysis #lyric interpretation #be who you are

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ticklish-n-stuff · 8 months

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How the Phantom Thieves react to you telling them you like being tickled

NO IM NOT ADDING KASUMI CAUSE I DIDNT PLAY ROYAL

And no Morgana cause... no???

Anyways

Joker/Akira/Ren:

Personally I loved it in the anime when Ryuji would call him RenRen so I call him Ren uwu

A silent but deathly ler. My boy doesn't even have to tease verbally, his fingers do all the talking

Definitely loves to sneak up and tickle you, being so smug he probably goes "all-out attack!" while tickling you to pieces

Threatens to tell the others about this new info (they were all eavesdroping and already know LMAO)

Very confident in his tickling skills, he just KNOWS how to get you all JAJDKAJFKSJFKJS

Ryuji Sakamoto:

Gurl you better run, cause he wasn't in the track team for nothing

Absolutely LOVES to chase you around. Making you feel like you're in the clear before WHAM! pouncing on you!

Type of ler to laugh along with you

Can sometimes take it a bit overboard but dw, he'll take you out for snacks afterwards :3

An Takamaki:

"Ohh really? That's interesting... So I can just tickle you whenever?~"

Lahfkshdkshdkshdkahdkahdj

I mean you technically cant say no

She loves keeping you on your toes, getting you when you least expect it

She and Ryuji make an AWFULLY POWERFUL tickle monster duo

Yusuke Kitagawa:

He'd probably be like ???? Why are you telling me this???

And not like in a judgemental way. Like my boy's childhood was ROUGH so he literally doesn't understand or get the appeal until you eventually show him the wonders of tickling and it becomes a regular occurence for you two

Doesn't understand why you get so flustered at the mention of tickles

But like with time he starts to reassure you over it if that makes sense

Makoto Niijima:

She may appear all tough and kewl but no no no if anything she becomes more flustered than you

Very awkward ler its painful

Please help her, she can't tickle someone to save her life/j

Naww but fr with being so uptight all the time she def doesnt have much experience with tickling

But once you let her tickle you, she finds it calming and relaxing.

Very soft and gentle tickles to get you all giggly~

Futaba Sakura:

Cue evil lil gremlin look

Gonna hold that against you for the rest of eternity

First one to blab about it to the other members (knowing that youre fine with it ofc)

She's that dirtbag that will randomly say the word tickle or poke you just to get under your skin

Haru Okumura:

Bro ever since I started playing pjsk I keep calling her Haruka like IM SO SORRY-

Anyways literally the sweetest ler you'll ever meet

Always asks if she can tickle you

If she sees you're upset, she'll ask if she can cheer you up with tickles

Always asks how you're holding up to make sure you're comfortable, which makes it more flustering how caring she is??

Goro Akechi:

Now the whole reason I wanted to write this huahahaha

Listen in my heart, Akechi will ALWAYS be a Phantom Thieve. I'll defend his ass 'till my last breath

He's kinda like Yusuke cause, y'know...

Doesn't quite understand it but still finds it kind of adorable

Although this bitch is not afraid to test out that new knowledge, claiming that its for research as you squeal and wriggle under his tickly fingers

He is either the sweetest ler or the most sadistic mf, there's no in-between

And he's so teasy to a fault its criminal! Its his most lethal weapon

Learns the hard way what a ler mood is so you better watch your back whenever he gets one

#persona 5 #persona 5 tickle #persona 5 tickle hcs #tickle hcs

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islandfate · 7 months

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is it sad to say … i MIGHT cry over this show today. thanks to a little lost au plotting, i went ahead and took the initiative of writing down every major and interesting plot point in season one. and wow if that didn't bring back a shitload of nostalgia and emotions for this show. plus, listening to lost's soundtrack is like an absolute punch in the gut in the best way.

it's been a lost week ( and year ) for me, surprisingly enough. i rewatched seasons 2-5 back in april and wrote some stuff for ben, which is the first time i've really dabbled in his character since 2017. last week, i mentioned lost to a new buddy and she suggested we watch it together ( since she wants to see billiam's lost video essays ) and i said fuck yeah! so we're doing that tonight. and on tuesday, i think, i met up with some friends at lunch and mentioned lost. again. but! this guy we were sitting with knew about the show, enabling me to talk/rant about lost for what would usually be a little too long, but my rambling convinced my suitemate to start watching it, so i think that's a score! and now the lost au plotting just has me in my feels. i will seriously never forget how special watching lost is, how much it means to me, my first time discovering it ... and the great thing about starting this show when you're ten years old is that, every time you watch it, you understand something new. the love i have for my favorite characters grows even deeper. i grew up alongside these characters and their stories and relationships mean so much to me. i think the reason i've written so little lost fanfiction is because this show is like, the closest to perfect it gets in my eyes? of course, this show isn't actually perfect. but i can't see a way to write something interesting or new about these characters when they already do that.

honestly, though, me and lost are synonymous. we go hand in hand. it is my show and i will defend it till my last breath, misconstrued ending be damned. and aside from bjm, there has never been something in my life that has spoken to me this much. that has touched parts of my soul i didn't even know existed. i'm not a big cryer when it comes to movies or television, but lost is always a tearjerker. not even always in a sad way – it's often the reunions, the character relationships, the touching moments that make me cry. rose and bernard's reunion, two character i don't even care about, makes me cry ( and made my nine year old brother cry ). seeing michael say goodbye to walt in that flashback will never not make me sob. the raft launching and the music swelling in the background always makes me tear up. locke finding out his father conned him to steal his kidney makes me cry SO HARD. every time. desmond and penny reconnecting over the phone??? sawyer telling jack that he met his dad before the crash, and how proud christian was of his son? giving jack that final closure? ben crying over his daughter and saying that locke is "the only one that will have me" ?!? just rips my heart out and stomps on it. i could go on and on about the emotional moments in this show, but i think that's something so great about it. lost doesn't pull its punches when it comes to making you feel. once you get attached to these characters, you're in it. you are not coming out unscathed. ana lucia, i character i don't even like very much, made me fucking cry. because you can just feel her devastation in those flashbacks. they're all just so human, and yes, they're flawed as hell, but i love what they did with these characters. even jack, for as much as i despise him ( until season 6 of course ), i still think he's a great character. and they do a damn good job of making you love characters you should absolutely hate ( cough ben & michael ).

it's just not fair that no one watches this show anymore!! and if i have to be the person that spreads the word, then i'll do it. because i think it's genuinely worth watching. and there's not a moment that's gone by i regret spending time on lost, because it means that much to me. i've watched all six seasons every year since i was ten, sometimes watched it again that same year ( as 2023 is shaping up to be one of those years ), so i've seen this show fully through at least ten times. that's over a whole month of my life spent watching lost. 37 days. and it'll only grow, because i'm taking this show to the grave with me.

anyway. thanks for coming to my ted talk. more lost thoughts will be happening soon, i'm sure – especially after i watch the pilot episodes. expect many more rambles <3

#i've looked into the eye of this island ( thoughts )#will never get over this show actually #might be tearing up a little bit just THINKING abt it #lost. ily

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deadxlv · 5 months

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Far Away Soul, White Cold Star 💫

Chapter: 13 “Torn To Shreds..Bludgeoned into a paste..Left alone thy Head..”

Scratching, slithering, ripping, tearing.. I want my freedom again- you've wasted my time enough. Your shows of grace meant nothing but the lingering of time with her.. her power is useful to me.. and I crave it- let me free once more and I shall show you what it means to be an actual plague upon life itself. All it takes is your weak body giving in.. and it's all mine.. Boy..

Buzzing of fluorescent lights. Ever so soft glow..as they flicker above my weary eyes. My head..feels..so..cold- like I don't hav. My eyes opened and I'm back..back where? All Father..if my life truly is this then what can I ever expect. My Head still feels so numb..like someone has been bashing my head with a hammer this whole time, wait- where are the other two?. Hijìn slowly turned around to try and see what could possibly be happening now and all he could see is an empty camp, his casts slowly fell off and turned to the dust floating away in the wind, watching as the small particles slowly moved away with the wind. Slowly seeing it till he turned just enough for a strange pair of eyes to be looking at him in the thickets of red leaves in the tree. Hijìn faced it and could only make out an oddly shaped mask, it was goat-like, having up to 6 strange horns cresting its head, strange eyes which glowed a soft blue and crimson red, and most noticeable, a strange yellow marking on its forehead.

Eyes faded in and out of sight amongst the darkness of the red leaves until it stopped on a small portion right by Hijìn's face. The deep growl of heavy breathing, and the cold stare which never seemed to wane- it fixated on him with unknown intent seemingly coming out from nowhere. Hijìn tried to move away, but for a second a feeling in his gut triggered him to run- he turned to his side about to stand, and before he could even react the mask was already in front of him again, as if he had never even moved. Hijìn winced his eyes believing it to be a dream, wanting it to go away regardless of what happens- all he wants is to be in peace and left alone...until it spoke to him. The voice was deep and raspy, as if the person behind it was terminally ill, yet filled with nothing more than malice as it said. "Don't you dare.. touch my children again- they are my own creation and you have no right to lay a finger upon them..Boy..". Hijìn opened his eyes and faced the mask and grew a bit more confident, he had no idea what children he has killed nor any creations..only that everything has been trying to kill him and he's only been defending himself. Going out to try and respond his mouth could not even open, he tried desperately to open his mouth only to realize his lips have been sealed shut.

From the darkness, a near hairless sickly arm shot out and grabbed Hijìn's neck strangling him, the mask's eyes flared in crimson red as it spoke out to him. "Don't..You..Dare..Kill..YOUR SIBLINGS AGAIN..you understand me..my little spawn-..". Hijìn gasped for air and was soon met with freedom, taking a whole gulp of air as the tight grip of the being let go and disappeared into the darkness- "I'll be watching you.. don't you dare make the same mistake again.. Hijìn..my little.. Parasite~". The being muttered one last time until something ruffled the leaves behind him, turning around quickly thinking something was gonna come at him he got up in a defensive position leaned against the trunk of the tree. Leaves whittled off and sounds of snapping leaves grew closer and closer and it just made the human more on edge, then out from the small patch of leaves at the base of the camp, two familiar ears poked out of the patch- out hopping from the leaves was Kÿr.

Relieved at last to see familiar faces Hijìn would fall back and breath a fresh air of peace once again, Kÿr shot forward holding a basket of fruits and fat catfish-like creatures with a big grin on his face. "You're finally awake! Ya lookin better already- Ooh check this out, Hèra (Hèr' La, Kÿr always pronounces things differently), showed me all of these cool and edible things that this place has to offer..". The small cat said with joy as he grabbed one of the fat catfish-like creatures from the basket and started ripping it to shreds like a feral animal, but with this commodity, the sensation of discomfort appeared again and to his expectations, she followed suit. Hèr' La climbed up after a few moments, also having a basket in her hand as she ascended, seeing Hijìn better off she would smile.. only feeling something is off as she focused on him more. While Kÿr was busy munching down on the food collected, Hèr' La would put the things down quickly and place her hand on his shoulder looking up at him. "S-sit down.. Hijìn, do you feel okay- I can sense your blood pressure is up and I feel that something happened or you felt something.. I need to make sure your okay". Although she was someone he couldn't even put a single ounce of trust into Hijìn complied getting down slowly, he jittered for a moment still uncomfortable from her touch but soon enough he was down and facing away from Hèr' La.

Soft warm hands passed over his frozen cold skin, Hèr' La would move his hair aside and investigate his blind eye for any injuries, his chest, torso, arms, and even in his mouth with her thumb. After the small checkup Hijìn would spit out in distastefulness of that interaction- Hèr' La on the other hand was puzzled. "Your body is so cold, yet you still function normally as if you are perfectly fine...I don't know what to say I haven't seen anything like this before..". She rubbed her hand against her cheek as she looked at the human who at this point wanted nothing more to do with her. Hèr' La was about to open her mouth before a fish came flying at her, Hijìn's arm shot out so fast even Hèr' La took a step back, looking at Kÿr with a demeaning tone wondering as to why he even did that- "Ehehe.. that wasn't me it was.. Uhhh.. uhm.. I AM INNOCENT.." Kÿr exclaimed, pointing at his tail who swayed left to right slowly aimed at the two. "Seeeee it was him! Not me I wouldn't dare do such..a Heinous.. EVIL..Act.." Kÿr said with a mad face at his tail promptly smacking it and the tail turning against him and threatening him with the sharp edge of its blade. "HOW DARE YOU... I Feed you and I Take Care of you how Dare you turn against me!!". Kÿr went on at the tail which seemed to have a life of its own, but while he did that Hijìn and Hèr' La shared an endless stare towards one another..not one of them spoke..solely stared at each other.

Fire crackled reaching towards the sky amidst the human Hijìn staring into its beautiful red and blue colors without a change in his facial expression, it has been some time since Hèr' La and Kÿr's arrival back at the tree camp, but in his current mood, he wasn't all that interested. On the opposite end of the camp, Hèr' La was organizing all the remaining foodstuffs into small pouches attached to tree branches, she hummed under her breath a soft tune only to slightly glance over at Hijìn then away not sure of what to do. Kÿr on the other hand was rummaging through some of the personal belongings of Hèr' La like the sneak he is snagging anything he saw was interesting, small gems, fragments of ores, and lastly, one large gold etched charm. In the end, he was mostly disappointed until he pulled out a small stringed instrument- seeing it as damaged he would analyze its in and outs before holding his hand out and recreating it with his strange power.

A soft tune would start to ring in the camp, charming melodies, to vibrant synths, echoed out of the ever-so-forming instrument, Kÿr bobbing his head left to right slowly would ask. "This is some really nice Áran-Gomö (music), very pleasing to the ears..". Hèr' La humming this tune would finally begin to hear it grow louder and would start to rock left and right as she put the final things away, she started to hum along to the music as she faced Kÿr. "Did you use your blessing? To fix my Lumòz?" She asked walking over to the Cat in a completely different outfit, now wearing a completely white puffy sweater and grey dress underneath, which reached down to her feet. "Yeah..kind of a strange term for it I've never heard something such as this said like that- and uhm..I still don't understand what you mean by a blessing-.." Kÿr responded as Hèr' La sat down in front of him on her feet.

Small metallic particles would whizz around Kÿr's hand and piece themselves into place where the instrument was made. Hèr' La held the hand forming it and watched, Kÿr looked at her and grew slightly flustered from this moment, but he chose to suck it up and focus on the task at hand. The instrument fell down on her palm still playing the music and she felt overjoyed to have something so close to her repaired, looking at Kÿr and embracing him tightly- her chest crushing him slightly from their weight. "Aggghhnn... eheeehhh.. no problem- kind of easy to make.." Kÿr responded as he tried to hug back the larger woman, "I really really really really do appreciate this.. I-I haven't been able to hear this song in so long.. eheheh.. you have no idea what this means to me.." Hèr' La said sitting back and letting Kÿr go with a big enthusiastic smile on her face. The poor cat caught his breath with a nervous smile on his face sitting back on the ground, Yet on the other edge of the camp sat Hijìn by himself looking out towards the expanse of red around them seemingly lost in his thoughts.

"The harvesting of energy". Said Hèr' La under her breath, Kÿr leaning his head to the side in confusion hearing her say that. "The harvesting of energy of one's soul combined with the energy in the planet's core.. it's a gift or a curse- depending on your life or who you meet..like Mother Fate you can be awarded incredible power.." She said looking out towards the hole in the tree canopy above, looking up at the sky for a brief moment. Hijìn turned around hearing the explanation and promptly came over, Hèr' La would jolt back from his sudden entrance and scooted away a bit, Kÿr notices this and would feel a bit uneasy from how their behaving with one another. With a glaring look, Hijìn turned to the slightly nerved Hèr' La and tried to ask, "Why no I hav.. bless..". He opened his hands and tried to do the same thing Kÿr did with his hand to create the musical instrument which placed in the background by Hèr' La's thigh.

A wipe off her lip and brushing of the dress on her lap Hèr' La fixed herself up as well as her posture to properly assess the situation. "Gimme your hand.. Hijìn..", she spoke in a slightly demeaning voice as if he was nothing more than a ragged dog, her hand out to him revealing the darker colored buds on her finger tips and palm which caused the traumatic experience he had prior. Kÿr watched and wanted to say something slightly getting up, but he was stopped when Hijìn slapped his palm down on Hèr' La's hand. She lightly pulled it closer to her and with a quick inhale she blew some air onto his open palm, "Hmn..?" Hijìn looked confused till his hand started to clench up causing him to fall back a bit. "Don't be such a baby I just did a little technique to check your body.. same thing I did when you were unconscious, just cools you down so I can investigate stuff better..". She glanced at the human amidst her inspection, He scoffed looking away waiting for all of this to be over trying to keep his posture for this to go well.

Finger softly passing over the indents in his hands, Hèr' La started her routine check, but something was off. "Cold body still present, strange fleshy bits inside of your veins and organs, strange tumors, and most noticeably a..a.. highly infecti-..". She jumped away at Hijìn aggressively pulling his hand back, sheltering it under his chest. "Hi-Hijìn what happened to you? H-how are you even alive.. I did the check on Kÿr and he was safe and well!?" She exclaimed out in worry as Kÿr came to see the small predicament play out getting a bit scared for both of their sakes- Hijìn looked at them while curling up in a defensive position a corner of the camp. "Hèra.. we should let him rest- that could be it.. he didn't get enough rest right? He must be dead exhausted after the journey we had to here.." Kÿr muttered to Hèr' La looking up at her scared as to what could be happening to Hijìn and his odd behavior towards her.

Eye pulsating and feeling of weakness turned into abject unconsciousness. Hijìn had fallen asleep almost instantly while sheltered in the corner, Kÿr couldn't do anything else with his lack of health knowledge and fabricated a blanket to put over his only friend.

Yes..yesss.. weakens is starting to show you idiotic child- now give me what I want.. and LET ME OUT!!!

Hijìn's eyes shot open and realized he was no longer in the tree camp but now in a new area knee deep in river water. Water splashing in his face he came back to reality for a second, sound of scratching in the back of his head distracted him for the moment as he turned and faced Hèr' La who was almost shoulder deep in the water trying to bring the human in on the fun. "Ehehh.. you okay Hijìn you seem a bit shaken up- you wanna sit down at the waters edge?" She asked with some concern as she approached him, behind them Kÿr would run out of the woods and jump up trying to land in the water only for a large hand to shoot out and nearly grab him.

Getting snagged by the tail, Kÿr would flail about before aiming with one finger towards the creature in the woods and shoot a cannon ball at it from thin air. The heavy splash from the cannon ball falling back and Kÿr caught the human and woman's attention, "Must..wait..", Hijìn proclaimed at Hèr' La who watched in worry as the two would advance to see what is happening. Out from the brush came a familiar monster, it seemed gorilla-like and had a boney armor plating it's skin, and most noticeable was the wolf skull like ornament on its shoulder. Kÿr sprung out from the water in a full on sprint so fast it made him run on the waters surface, the ape gave chase as it charged after the cat for no apparent reason but for sport. The other two approaching would witness this and Hèr' La would yell out to run, but in all the noise Hijìn just stared at the creature- mostly at the wolf skull it had on its shoulder.

Mind flashing many different instances of what could've happened, who that skull belonged to 'Friend? Friend? Him? Her? Who? Could it be.. tha- Aba.. look.. like'. Ideas racing in his head as time slowed down so much he could see the microscopic droplets of water whizzing past his head as Kÿr ran past him and grabbing his arm trying to drag him away. Hèr' La on the shore not to far away from Kÿr who had turned around could barely witness what was happening, the ape looming above the human, the cat not so far off, and the absence of reason in all of this.

Until he gave me what he wanted.. exactly what I wanted from this sack of meat.. YOU WEAK MINDED PUPPET OF MINE!!

Rolled back eyes, limp limbs, absence of reasoning, and my heart wanting my old life back left me nothing but a husk of what he raised in me...and a name which doesn't even belong to me. Who am I.. what should I do..' 'Simple- You listen to me.. I know what to do..I know where things will go.. give yourself to me and only to me and through me you shall get what you want young puppy..now let me take control and I'll make sure you get everything you ever wanted' 'O-okay.. Go ahead..I trust y-..' 'Foolish child.. your father never taught you enough..' 'Wait! N-..' 'Bye Bye little Baby..now I'm the one with the gun~"

Limbs grew strength one more time, eyes shifted to black, veins bulged with a deep crimson color poking through the skin, and hair lost a slight shade of brown. The ape threw its hands into the air trying to slam down on the hum- Kÿr off trying to escape the blast of water and Hèr' La frozen in the moment, I'm in my element~ this disgusting creature is nothing but fodder to me.. let's give her a show little boy, stretch out my body a bit as you watch from within~

Fo- I'm here and I'm not going anywhere.. Beat me to death to rid of me! All of you are beneath my Feet you ungrateful Mortal FILTH!!!!

#action adventure #male protagonist #oc story #original story #forgonelands #forgonelandsoc #furry friends #secondarc #infection #mind corruption #parasite #evil #female characters #mind control #unforeseen threats #new enemies #threats

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healpeony · 3 years

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Betrayal

Eren Yeager x fem!reader

Warnings; NSFW, smut, Profanity, 18+, kinda Dom Eren, rough sex, choking, degradation.

If you're not comfortable with this one shots, please don't read it. If you're a minor, don't read this either, have some respect. This is also my first time writing smut, I'm pretty sure you would notice that xd.

Gif not mine

Y/n knew it wasn't a wise decision to kiss him after everything he had done, but she couldn't help it. It has been so long since she tasted those addicting lips.

Now here she was kissing him, a panting mess while running her hands desperately through his now long hair.

“Eren, more. I-I need more” she whispered, through kisses

“Desperate, aren't we?” Eren smirked, kissing down her neck marking his territory for last time, of course she didn't knew that

“E-Eren!, Do-Don't leave marks” she said trying to catch her breath still pulling his hair

Eren continue kissing her neck not listening to her, he ripped her shirt open, along with her bra, to which she yelled at him for claiming that it was her favorite (it wasn't), he let his lips explore the exposed skin he hasn't seen in so long, rolling his tongue around the hard nipple in each breast.

“You're.so.freaking.gorgeous” he said connecting his lips to her scars with each said word

Y/n took Eren's shirt off, moving her hands up and down his chest while admiring him. It seem like he didn't have any scars apart from the ones in his face (from his transformation), his chest was smooth and those abs had her mouth watering.

“You done staring?” he said smirking, before connecting his lips to her, his hips moving against hers, trying to create some friction

His kisses were now really rough, compare to the ones they shared when they were younger and deep in love with each other. Now it seem like the love was just one sided, and Eren was just doing it for his own pleasure.

She could feel his cock against her, the layers separating them irritated her to no end. She pushed him not breaking the kiss, just to undo his trousers pushing them down, till they fell down to the floor. She broke the kiss looking down at his clothed cock.

They had experimented before when they were younger, she had seen the most private part of him just like he had with hers, she had touched him, but they never took it too far. The anticipation of what's to come was killing her.

Eren took matters in his own hands and took off his underwear, while y/n was watching his hard cock hit his stomach.

She started to take off her own pants along with her panties in a hurry, wanting them off as soon as possible.

As soon as they were off, she was about to go close to Eren's warmth again, but Eren stopped her looking at her in the eyes “If you don't feel comfortable now or any other time while we're doing this, tell me immediately” he said, the lust gone from his now serious voice

Y/n nodded “Yes, I'll tell you” she responded before attaching her lips back to his

Eren grabbed the back of her thighs firmly with his hands, silently asking her to jump which she did wrapping her legs around his waist while he walked over to her bed dropping her there and getting on top of her.

His fingers begin to wander downwards towards her area, getting between her wet folds. He played with her clit a little, loving the moans escaping her lips while she try hard to keep them in, slowly he slide a finger in dragging it in and out softly, then something past through his mind,

of course how could he not think of this.

“Y/n.. are you a virgin?” he asked bluntly making her gasp

Guilt crashed into her, as shame filled her eyes. Eren looked at her directly in the eyes before taking a hold of her neck.

“When?” he asked with gritted teeth, anger feeling his veins, he remembered when they were 15 and she had told him, she was a virgin.

Meaning that she had lost it while being with him or when..

“Your were in Marley, I was angry, I missed you and — and I'm so sorry Eren” she said tears in her eyes

Eren's grip on her neck tighten “So you cheated on me?” he asked, but it was more like a statement

“You — You broke up with me!, It wasn't cheating!” she defended herself

“You fucking slut, you're mine”

With one movement of his hips, he was deep inside of her, the air left her lungs as she gasped at the fullness she was feeling.

“E — Eren!” she moaned loudly

Eren didn't let her adjust to his side, slamming in and out of her in a fast pace, his hand still firmly around her neck.

“I was loyal to you, and here you were giving yourself to another or should I say others huh?” he asked, his movement going even faster

“No — No it was — just one Eren!” she said through moans

“Was he fucking you like I doing right now, huh?” Eren asked

“No!” she said her eyes rolling to the back of her head

His hand went from her neck to her hips grabbing them and continuing his pace. After a while they both came, and he pulled out after doing so deep inside of her.

“Who was it?” he asked anger still in his veins

“I — I can't” she couldn't tell him, the shame returned to her

“Who was it?!” he yelled

“Armin..” she said looking up at him with guilt

“What?..” he said betrayal flashing in his emotionless eyes

Well that took a big ass turn xd, should I make a part two or something? Sorry for any mistakes btw!

Here's is part 2

#shingeki no kyoujin #aot x reader #aot #aot oneshots #aot smut #eren yeager x reader #eren yeager smut #eren yeager #eren yeager x you #Dom Eren yeager #armin arlert x reader

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tinisprout · 3 years

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Not as a Friend

Pairing: Heeseung x gn!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst

Word count: 2,485

Summary: The two of you have always been close to each other. Saying, I love you, as friends, since young. But your feelings are deeper than that of a friend. A confession pushes you to tell him how you really feel, even if it might ruin your friendship.

A/N: It's been a millennium since I've written. This is also my first time writing in First Person so this was a struggle. Still, I hope it's not too bad. *I wrote this with the thought of the Reader and Heeseung being high school seniors, already 18, but I never specified age or grade in the story, so I guess it doesn't really matter. Anyways, enjoy!

The walk home with Heeseung today feels unbearable, I know that he keeps glancing in my direction, I know he’s worried after seeing my face in class. That makes it hurt even more, he’s so kind and caring, what did I do to deserve a friend like him? We continue our walk back home in silence and I think about the past.

I like you and I love you are very straightforward words, but depending on the context of the relationship they can have a different meaning. I remember the first time I said I loved him, it was a very wholesome moment. We were only six, our mothers watched us play together in the park, “They haven’t known each other for very long but they get along so well,” my mother said gleefully.

“Yes, they must really like each other,” Heeseung’s mother replied. I lifted my head to look at Heeseung, our eyes met and we smiled at each other. Hearing their conversation, I turned to them ready to tell the world about my friend.

“I love Heeseung, he is my best friend!” I grabbed his hands, they were just as small as mine. Heeseung leaned into me, flashing a dazzling smile to our parents.

“I love y/n too.” It was so innocent. For a long time after that, we never had a problem saying, I love you, to each other. It was just a casual statement between friends. In instances when saying goodbye to each other or times when we would annoy each other, one of us would say, ‘you still love me, don’t you?’ and the other would reply ‘...I still love you.’

It changed when we were older and our peers would make fun of us for saying it so casually. I wasn’t bothered by the teasing, but Heeseung would always try to defend the innocence of our relationship, “Guys, we don’t like each other. We're just friends, this is just how we have always been with each other.” I had already started to develop feelings for him, maybe I was feeling guilty because when I would say, I love you, it wasn’t so much in a platonic way anymore. So one day I drew a line.

“Heeseung, you know I love you, right?” We sat in his living room, relaxing after we came back from school.

“What’s wrong?” I guess my tone didn’t sound too happy, he looked concerned as he looked at me in silence waiting for my answer.

“I think we should stop saying, I love you, to each other...not just in front of our classmates, but probably when we’re alone too.” He sat up straight quickly, pushing his hair back.

“What, why? Is it because of all the teasing?” I couldn’t meet his eyes and tell him the real reason.

“Not really, I’ve just been thinking. We aren’t in love with each other or anything, we’re just friends. When you do end up dating someone, I don’t want to be the problem in your relationship. If I was in their shoes, I think I would be jealous. So...yeah.” I looked back up at him, he looked at me too, seeming to be thinking and searching for something. After the long pause, he slumps back a little and leans his head back, letting out a big sigh.

“If that’s how you feel then we can do that.”

“Hey come on, it’s not like I suddenly stopped caring about you.”

“Ha, yeah.” He gave a small smirk. We continued our evening together with a somewhat awkward atmosphere.

Not long later, I regretted what I said that day. Most people were finished with class cleaning, same for me. I was packing my things, getting ready to leave school with Heeseung like we do every day. Weirdly enough Heeseung usually finishes before me and comes to me first, but he wasn’t here yet. I walk to his classroom after I'm done getting ready, and yet still, I didn’t see him. I asked some of his classmates, “Hey, do you know where Heeseung is?”

“Uh, he left with a girl a little while ago, but he didn’t take his stuff,” one of his classmates answered, pointing to his bag half-packed on his desk, he didn’t take his phone either. Many thoughts flew through my head, but the loudest one was, ‘He’s getting confessed to.’ I pursed my lips and then said my thanks to his classmates and left back to my classroom. I wanted to take his bag, pack it for him, but the thought of finding out that he said yes, I don’t think I could look at him, it would hurt too much.

I sat down on my seat in the now-empty class, laying my head down and covering my head with my arms. ‘A confession doesn’t take long, I’ll wait for 10 minutes max. If he doesn’t come to get me then I’ll just leave.’ I gripped onto my forearms, ‘I should be happy for him if he says yes to her.’ I started to anxiously bounce my leg, ‘Please, come back soon.’ It felt like an eternity left alone with my thoughts. The sounds outside the classroom slowly softened as students continued to leave. Within the muted sounds came pounding footsteps and then the sound of the door slamming open. Startled, my head shoots up from the desk and I look to the door. There he was, bag slung on one shoulder, his breathing irregular from running, a nervous smile on his face as he let out a just as nervous chuckle.

“Thank goodness you're still here, I wasn’t sure if you left without me. And sorry, I had to do something really quick.” His face fell when he saw my face go from shocked to one that was holding back tears, emotional upheaval nearby. “What’s wrong? What happened?” his eyes were filled with concern as he quickly went up to me kneeling in front of my seat. His head now lower than mine, I looked down at him.

“Heeseung,” my voice had a slight tremble. “I- can we go to your place first...I’ll be ready to tell you then.”

“Of course,” he wrapped his arms around my body, it was such a natural gesture. “It’s gonna be okay.” I hoped it was going to be okay and that he wouldn't leave me after this.

"I-I would never leave without you," even though I said only 10 minutes, I would have waited till the sunset, till there was no more hope. With those last words I pull away from him and we walk out of the classroom without another word and made the seemingly long walk home. Finally, at his home, his parents are still at work it seems so we head straight upstairs. He gets into his normal spot on his bed but instead of leaning against the wall, he sits forward, looking at me. My normal spot would be next to him but I just stood in front of his bed. I don't want to make him uncomfortable after what I'm about to tell him.

"Before I say anything else, I just want to confirm something, if you are comfortable with sharing. What did you have to do during cleaning time?" Heeseung processed for a bit and then his eyebrows shot up in realization.

"Oh uh…" he hesitates.

"It's fine if you don't want to share." ‘I'm still gonna say what I have to say regardless of the answer, I thought to myself.’

"No, no, it's just a little weird. I…got confessed to," silence.

"...Ah, I thought that was the case."

"I rejected them!” he retorted. “...sorry, I'm not mad at you, I just-” he sighed while putting his head in his hands. “I don’t want to make this about me, but I need to say something to you too,” he looks back up at me. I was startled but I knew he wasn’t angry at me, but he was obviously in distress.

“It’s okay, Heeseung. I’ll always be here for you, no matter what. I just hope I don’t ruin the mood after this. Okay, okay, ...sorry, just a little bit longer,” I say, letting out nervous laughter. I start to pace around his room, nerves getting the best of me. I feel my heart pick up speed and I try to keep my breathing under control, clenching and unclenching my fists. I didn’t realize he got up from the bed till I felt his hand squeeze mine. I look at him, freezing up in his gaze. My thoughts are telling me to run away but the heat from his hand was suffocating against my burning one, and yet I didn't want to let go, the feeling told me to stay.

"Hey, you know. You know... I'll love you no matter what. It's okay." Those words that I want so dearly to be true made my heart stop and my body tremble with trepidation. More than anything I didn't want to lose Heeseung, but I care about him, so I don't want to lie and not tell him how I really feel.

"I love you so much. I- I don't know what to do with myself…" My hand squeezes his back, making his hand quiver along with mine. There was heat building up behind my eyes, vision becoming a little blurry.

"It’s okay, breathe. Tell me what’s wrong.”

“No, you don’t get it,” the tears that had been brimming around my eyes finally fell. “I love you and I always will but for a long time now it’s been more than that. I like-like you, I- I’m in love with you! I don’t want to be just your friend anymore. The thought of you being with someone else hurts...so much, but I’ve been too scared to say anything because I don’t want to lose you.” The words became more unsteady, I tried to stop myself from losing complete control of my emotions. I slowly started to sink to the floor and Heeseung followed me down till we popped to the ground in the middle of his room. While stared into each other’s eyes the entire time, I could see Heeseung’s face change, expressing multiple different emotions, none of them seem good.

“...I’m sorry, I d- I didn’t know. I’m sorry, y/n.” Heeseung pursed his lips, he looked like he was about to cry with me. He lets go of my hand and wraps his arms around my body squeezing me tight, repeating, I’m sorry. Are we both trembling now? It’s hard to tell if it’s just me but I wrap my arms around him too and let it all go, my whimpers and sniffles became full-blown sobs. I don’t know how long we cried for, but eventually, our cries came to a hush. It seems like we cried for a long time together and I feel exhausted.

“Ugh, I kinda feel like I have to throw up.” As an attempt to lighten the mood I joke about the very real condition of my stomach, while I pull away from him. Heeseung sniffles and chuckles.

“Yeah, same here,” we look each other in the eyes again. His hands came up and touched my face wiping away the dampness from my cheeks. Even after gently wiping he still kept his hands there. “I’m sorry, that I was a coward. If I just told you how I felt sooner, much sooner, you wouldn’t have to suffer like that. I’m in love with you too…” He pauses to see my reaction as I process this new information. “Pfft, I thought you would have been happy, why are you crying again?” he teases as he rubs at my face again. Even in a moment like this, we can't stop our bantering.

“Shut up, these are tears of happiness,” I hadn’t even realized more tears fell out, I thought I was all cried out. “We are both cowards though. It feels kinda silly now, we’ve cried this much just to say, I love you. When did it all become so complicated?” I sighed, tilting my head a little.

“I don’t know exactly when I fell for you, but when I realized, I knew I wanted you by my side, always, not like before, not as just friends. But I was afraid of ruining our relationship if you didn’t feel the same way.” I grab his shoulders pushing him down to the ground, straddling his body.

We’re so lame, worrying about the same thing, and in the end, we have nothing to worry about, because we both like each other!” Heeseung raises an eyebrow.

“Correction, love each other.” I purse my lips as I look down on him.

“Yeah, I like you, I love you, I’m in love with you! Happy now?

“Yup,” He gave a sly smirk.

“...Damn, I really want to kiss you.”

“What’s stopping you?” ‘Fair enough,’ I thought as I leaned down, closing my eyes, placing a chaste kiss on his lips. I could feel his lips form a smile against mine which made me smile too. I pulled away laughing, the happiness I’m feeling right now seems unreal, but looking at his smile, the reddish color that dusted his cheeks and ears told me just how real it was.

“That was nice,” I say as I remove myself from the top of his body and lay beside him.

“Much better than our first kiss. This time I didn’t have to hide how much I like kissing you.” He turns his body to face mine, propping his head with his hand. My eyes widened at this revelation.

“Wait, you liked me since then?”

“Definitely before then, but yes.”

“Ahh, why were we both so oblivious?!” I bring my hands up to cover my face.

“Hey, at least we know now. I don’t plan on letting you go.”

“Oh, dearest boyfriend of mine, who said I was going anywhere without you?” Heeseung grins from ear to ear.

“I like the sound of that.”

“I’m sure all our classmates and friends will love to tease us about this when they find out. Heeseung cringes at that statement, not exactly something to look forward to.

Sure enough, when we came to school the next day we decided we were not going to try and hide anything, and walked to school holding hands, fingers intertwined. The hollers from our friends and classmates made us embarrassed, but explanations would come later. Though what left everyone flabbergasted, myself included, is when we had to part ways, going into our classrooms, Heeseung bent down and tilted my head up towards his and kissed me. It was short and he left me in the hall dumbstruck as he scurried to class. The shouts of everyone watching were lost to my ears. I was so gonna get him later for this.

#heeseung #lee heeseung #heeseung x reader #enhypen #enhypen heeseung #enhypen x reader #enhypen fluff #enhypen angst #heeseung fluff #heeseung angst #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen x gender neutral reader #enhypen x you #heeseung enhypen #my writing #Not as a Friend

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lovesgonnabe · 3 years

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Love Is Worth It Episode V - We Got The Pandemic Blues Under a New York City Skyline

Characters: Chris Evans x Maya Alonso-Evans (Black OFC)

Warnings: straight fluff, cursing, implied smut.

Word Count: 3485

Summary: What happens in NYC stays in NYC!

AN: The NYC Skyline prompt is by @iguessweallcrazyithinktho thank you so much for letting me use your theme I hope I did it justice. If you haven't read any of her stuff what are you doing get on it!

Disclaimer: There’s only slight edits so there may be errors. Also if you haven’t noticed this series will have many time jumps and things referenced here may make more sense later on in the series when new episodes come out so please bear with me.

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June 13th, 2020

Being with Chris had its many perks but not working was definitely one Maya never wanted to take advantage of.

When Chris first brought it up when they got engaged she looked at him like he had two heads and said “I worked to hard put myself through school to get these expensive ass letters behind my name to just stay my ass at home” and that was the last time they had that conversation.

But fast forward to 2020 If you told Maya that she would have to close both of her dermatology offices in the middle of award season a few months ago she would have laughed at you.

She just couldn’t see herself not working because she loved what she does, but with both New York and Boston putting in place stay at home orders there’s nothing she could do.

It didn't help that it was only Maya in Boston dealing with work and all that entails, Delilah's up in the air school situation, and a whole hoax of things while Chris was in L A being as supportive of a husband and father as he could be on the other side of the country.

At least Dodger was being pretty normal.

Thanks to Chris's family for being so helpful where they could because for a minute Maya felt like she was beginning to drown.

This saga starts with the beginning of the pandemic.

January was chill there were whispers that there was a deadly pandemic on the horizon but no one took it seriously.

February Chris had left at the beginning of the month to LA to promote his new show Defending Jacob and it wasn't like anything out of the ordinary the couple worked, and called each other daily.

Chris told her he'd have to be there through March but would be home in time for Maya's birthday in April.

Her lawsuit against Boston PD was settled out of court for an undisclosed amount that was donated to charity and trust me that lawsuit cost them a pretty penny because Chris was threatening to go to the press and Boston PD did not need anymore negative press.

After finding out that the older officer already had many reports against him for abuse of power he was "let go" by Boston PD and the other officer was demoted to desk duty and sent Maya an apology letter for his actions

She thinks he only did it because her husband is Chris Evans but she tries not to be a cynic.

In mid March with her offices were forced to close and the lives of her twenty employees were in her hands, but sin there was no money coming in she had to regrettably furlough all of them until she could open back up.

This news could come at a worse time because Lilah's school was trying to transition them to online learning for the rest of the year.

So Maya now had to also be her home school teacher for the last 2 months before summer vacation .

Maya does feel blessed because she was still able to teach some derm online classes through NYU, and her family was healthy but Chris still wasn't home.

Because of travel restrictions in LA on April 1st Maya found out that the earliest Chris could be home was in possibly July or Mid June if they are lucky because he need to start filming for Grey Man that was set in Boston.

Then rumors started to swirl that Chris could be cheating on Maya but

She doesn't play that and isn't a dummy

Chris isn't stupid and

He's been in their home in LA quarenting with his brother Scott the whole time so if some foul shit did happen she would be the first one to know and on the first jet smoking to beat some ass.

But hey when it rains it pours.

In interviews Chris would say he was "quartining with his family at home in Boston."

They would try to make the spaces look just like Chris and Maya's homebase in Boston even going as far as strategically moving photos of them in the background to make it look like his office at home.

And it actually work most people thought Chris was in Boston anyways and it was all gossip the others thought he went back home to clean up this mess.

But nope Chris was not in Boston he was 2,764 miles away and this time it all just felt different and he hated not being able to be there with them during this crazy uncertain time and Maya just needed a vacation.

In April Maya and Delilah just had dinner at the house for her birthday they facetimed Chris and once Liliah had gone to bed Chris and Maya had sexytime over the phone.

The rest of the month Maya just went with the flow and did the same through June.

Now we are all caught up and in the present day.

It's Chris's 39th birthday but he was still in LA.

Maya stayed up to call him at midnight in LA because that was their tradition but now it was about 12pm and Chris has not picked up any of her phone calls Maya was annoyed.

Maya and Delilah sat in the Den as Maya was detangling Delilah's freshly washed hair getting ready to put her curly hair into braids as Mulan played on the tv in front of them.

"Mommy can I call dad it's his birthday and I haven't got to talk to him today. Lilah says playing with Maya's phone.

"Go ahead sweetheart maybe you'll have better luck them me." said Maya as she sectioned Lilah's hair.

As the facetime ringtone went Dodger who was laying in his dog bed next to Lilah began to bark and then he ran for the front door Maya looked that way but didn't see anything since the alarm didn't go off either which she found strange.

She shrugged it off only for a second until she heard a bag hit the ground as she quickly stood up the only thought in her head was to protect Delilah helping her to hide under the couch.

As the person entered their den Dodger continued to bark and she grabbed a pair hair scissors about to attack the intruder until she saw his face and exhaled the breath she didn't even know she was holding.

"CHRIS you scared the shit out of me" she said before he could say anything.

He laughed "Baby I didn't mean to scare you" Chris said

Lilah screamed and crawled from under the couch.

"daddy, daddy, daddy I missed you and Happy Birthday." Lilah said running into Chris's arm.

"I missed you to babycakes you been taking care of mommy for me" Chris said holding Lilah and walking towards a still shocked Maya.

He kissed Maya's forehead trying to pull her into a hug but she rolled her eyes and pushed his hand away.

"Chris i thought you weren't coming home till July" Maya asked

Chris shrugged "plans change now are you gonna come and give daddy a kiss you what"

He said flopping on the couch with Lilah on his lap.

Mays sucked her teeth peeked his lips and told Lilah to come so she could finish her hair.

Her saltiness cause Chris to laugh as Lilah moved over to her mom.

They were sitting on the same couch so Chris bent over and began to whisper in her ear. "Stop acting like that baby I wanted to surprise you"

Maya gave minimal response and Chris didn't like that so then he brought heat.

When he walked Maya had on a beige short set the top was fairly tin and the shorts barely covered her ass, he could see her nipples stand at attention on her delicious breast when walked.

It's been 3 months since he's had sex with his wife and boy can he feel it. He gave her tigh a firm squeeze now pecking her spot behind her ear forcing Maya to stop mid greasing Lilah's scalp to take a deep breath.

"if you stop acting up tonight I'll do that thing with my tongue that you like if not daddy won't be letting you cum at all tonight.

Chris said moving his body back to his original position smirking at his shooken up wife whose attitude did a 180 quick, fast and in a hurry.

Chris was no home and with his girls and he couldn’t be any happier.

After braiding Delilah's hair Maya went and they dropped her off at Chris’s moms which was a fight in itself because she wanted to stay with her daddy but Maya had other plans.

The original plan was to take Chris out of the country for his birthday but plans change.

Before Chris showed up today Maya had nothing planned for Chris's birthday because he was not suppose to be home they were just going to the same thing they did for her birthday.

On there way back home my had an idea with there hands intertwined Maya began to speak.

“So birthday boy what do you want to do for your birthday” Maya asked

“You know I don’t care as long as I’m with you my love” Chris said kissing her hand.

Maya giggled “Well we’ve dropped Dede at your moms and Scott said he could take Dodger”

She states looking at the puppy through the rear view mirror as Chris began to rub is thumb over her knuckles.

“It seems you already have a plan for us babe” he smirks

“I know you are just getting home but how about we drop Dodger off and I was thinking maybe drive to New York, I need to get out of Boston and have a bit of a staycation”. She said.

Chris chuckled and looked at Maya as the stopped at the red light.

“Wherever you lead I’ll follow. He said

“You are so corny old man” Maya laughed as she leaned over and peek his sweet lips.

They continued their drive to Scotts and talked enjoying eachothers company for the first time in a while, they were so wrapped up in each other that Dodger had to bark to remind Chris he was about to pass Scoots house .

Maya laughed at the puppy then pet him telling him how good of a dog he is.

“Alright birthday boy Scott has Dodger now let's switch its my turn to drive you around” She said.

They headed home to pick up a few things and then The Evans were off and headed for there trip.

After the 3 and 1/2 hour drive they got to New York and the barren streets shocked them.

They are staying in there penthouse apartment on the upper east side that over looks Central Park and New York's famous skyline.

Before settling in Maya decided to get groceries once she got back Jazz played softly in her ears as the punchy aroma of the candle Slow Burn hit her nose.

“Hey Chris I'm back” she called out to him.

She was met without a response just the smooth stylings of Frank Sinatra.

Maya put the groceries in the kitchen and headed to their master bedroom.

Kicking her shoes off and following the rose petals into the bathroom that revealed Chris who sat in all his glory in the pink tinted bathtub.

Apparently he did not hear her as his eyes stayed closed and his arms outstretched.

And all Maya could do was admire the greek god that was her husband.

His long wingspan encompassed the entire back of the tub as his strong biceps would flex ever deep breath he took. And don't to get Maya started on those baby blues which were one of the only things Lilah did not get from Chris. Those same blue eyes were now looking straight at her.

“I was hoping you’d be back soon” he said

Raising his head to look at his goddess of a wife smirking at him.

“So I’m guessing you would like me to join you?” She asked

Maya teased him as she began to slowly remove her clothes.

“Hey aren’t I the birthday boy that shouldn’t even be a question Maya so you better bring your sexy ass in here” Chris said to her as his arms still laid on the back of the tub looking like a king”

Maya stepped in with Chris’s help the warm water encapsulating her body as she sinks down.

She sighs in satisfaction when her body is finally completely in the water as she lays into Chris’s embrace.

They just sit there and enjoy each other company, washing the dirt off of each other from the day, and stealing kisses from one another.

Maya and Chris were that couple you loved to hate they didn’t show off their love that much with Chris’s anxiety and Maya’s destain for public scrutiny because she’s black woman with a man of Chris stature, PDA was mostly off the table. However behind closed doors they are the cutest most intimate couple you’d ever meet.

Once she was clean from her road dirt Maya left the water first placing a kiss on Chris’s lips as she headed to start dinner and Chris laid back and continued to relax.

Once Chris finally got out the bath he found Maya in the kitchen halfway finished with dinner.

“Jesus babe it smells fantastic in here and I see you changed the music” Chris said

He was now fully dressed in a blue t-shit in matching joggers, his hair damp from the bath as Lauryn Hill's rendition of Can't Take My Eyes off of You played in the background.

She chuckled “only the best for you my king”

"Mhm I like the sound of that" He said as he went in the fridge and grabbed a bottle of white wine and poured them both a glass.

She was at the counter cutting up veggies.

“Ok so how long do I have wait before I can devour all this?” he asked placing the glass in front of Maya.

They took their first cheers of the night tapping the glasses together.

Maya took a sip and moan at the taste of the wine.

“Soon Chris don’t stress it babe you will be fed very soon” she said.

Her hips began to sway to the music as she hummed along.

At long last, love has arrived, and I thank God I'm alive

Chris walked up behind her wrapping her arms around waist swaying with her body and catching the rhythm.

You're just too good to be true, can't take my eyes off you

Moving her hair to her left shoulder Chris begins to kiss her neck.

"Remember when we first bought this place." Chris asked

"Yes you didn't want to you said my place in Brooklyn was enough for us" Maya said putting the knife down and melted into Chris's strong arms.

"Mmm but you did an excellent job at convincing me why we need this place, 3 bedrooms right in the Heart of the city just for times likes these when want to get away." Chris said with his arms still wrapped around her.

She laughed "I thought it was because you fucked me against the balcony on our terrace is why you said yes"

He smirked at the memory "well that to"

Chris sucked on her neck and moved his down her satin dress but the timer on the pot decided to be a cock block and go off before he could make a move.

He groaned and Maya laughed directed him to get ready to eat.

Just as the food was finishing up Chris set the dining table for two, taking the rest of the flowers from his bath laying them out between the kitchen and there Terrence where they were having dinner overlooking the city.

It was a beautiful night. There was a soft breeze and the city was a glow quieter that usual but still a sight to behold.

Maya brought out the food as Chris poured them another glass, they both sat prayed then rose their glasses to cheers again.

During dinner Chris made some corny jokes that always seemed to put Maya in a better mood as Maya would slyly rub her foot up Chris’s pant leg.

Next came dessert still out on the terrace they shared a slice of cake (more like Maya fed Chris cake) which is how she ended up in his lap enjoying the very expensive yet immaculate view they had from their home.

He rubbed her thigh as he kisses her shoulder just thinking of the fastest way to get Maya out of her dress.

"god you are beautiful" Chris said

His hand now playing with the trim of her panties under her strappy white satin dress.

"Oh no birthday boy you not fucking me out here tonight you gotta come inside for your last present" Maya said.

Chris groaned Maya got up seductively waking back inside her curves just begging him to follow her

“This woman Is going to be the death of me” Chris thought as he came back inside and closed the door that lead to the terrace.

Maya handed Chris his third and final glass of wine of the night.

He raised an eyebrow "Are you trying to get me drunk Mrs. Evans so you can have your way with me?" he asked.

Taking a sip from his glass he smacked Maya the ass and watched it move as she walked towards their living room.

She laughed "I wouldn't have to get you drunk to have my way with you Mr. Evans"

Their living room had floor to ceiling windows that overlook Chris's second favorite city, and that's where Maya stood wine glass in hand looking all the people that looked like ants. But all Chris could think about was how this woman fell for him.

She watched the scenery and he watched her but when that signature trumpet blew he remembered that the music was still playing and so did she.

Maya turned around to see Chris was watching her one hand in his pocket and the other still holding his wine, she made a face at him.

"What are you looking at me like that Chris, you ok?” she asked hand on her hip taking another drink from her glass.

The moon shined off her skin like she was in the sun, her white dress reminding him of their wedding day the way it hugged her figure.

Still speechless Chris walked up to her placing both of their glasses on the coffee table, he brushed her hair behind her ear and she moans nuzzling her head in his touch.

"Baby I am absolutely perfect because I am here with you" he says.

Chris softly pulls her by the waist bringing her flush against her body as raspy voice of Louis Armstrong in Le Vie En Rose brought butterfly’s to Maya’s stomach because this was their song.

His hands lay softly on her waist as her arms lay around his shoulder as they dancer slowly around there living room.

Hold me close and hold me fast, The magic spell you cast, this is la vie en rose.

His cologne sent waves of pleasure and warmth through her body, when Maya laid her head on his chest not wanting to let him go. As their heartbeat became in sync the moonlight casted their sillones on the ground.

They were two lovers who were lost in eachother hoping to never get out and wanting to hide from the world it felt new but familiar.

Once the song ended Chris kissed her so deep and and passionately Maya thought she was gonna cum then and there.

Chris's hands moved from their previously respectable position making circle on her hips to the bottom of her ass telling Maya to jump causing Maya wrap her chocolate legs around his waist.

As Chris walked he kept repeating how much he missed Maya so much while he was in LA.

They couldn’t even make it back to their bedroom for their first round of many.

And Maya was a goner as Chris made love to her all night in every corner of their apartment as the city watched as the couple were engulfed with each other.

But there was a little voice in the back of Maya's head "Well damn how are we going to top 40 next year" it asked.

The preoccupied side of her brain shooed hat thought away so she could just enjoy being with her man at this moment.

Thanking god there was no more space between them like the miles before.

#chris evans fanfiction #chris evans x black ofc #chris evans x black!reader #chris evans x poc!reader #chris evans x reader #chris evans x black reader #chris evans x ofc #chris evans x original female character #chris evans x black women

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jenodunno · 3 years

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Studying

a/n: aish i’m sorry i haven’t written in a while, i have no excuses for myself other that i had no inspiration to write. Anyways i hope you enjoy this cute little story of Jaemin tutoring you hehe

pairing: Jaemin x Reader

warnings: none ?

"How can you even get good grades in this class" You sigh looking at your boyfriend's test paper that the teacher just handed out.

"I don't know," He shrugs looking over at the grade on your paper "But I do know I'm better at it then you" He lets out a small laugh

"Instead of laughing you should be a good boyfriend and help me" You sulk, laying your head on your desk.

Let's just say Human Anatomy isn't the class you do best nor do you even like it, but the sadly you still need to pass the class to no disappoint your parents.

"Of course I'll help you out, love," He smiles looking at you before petting your head "I'll come over after school, like that we can get started"

"Wait, what ? Now ?" You asked in disbelief "I know I asked for help but not right away I want to rest my brain a little"

"Yah...no, the faster we study the faster you'll understand what's going on and anyways the next test is schedule for next week so it's best if you start now, love." He says letting out a small laugh at the end when you sighed once again for like the one hundredth time.

"Fine" You mumble burying your face in your hands.

Wednesday at your place, (A week till the test)

"Wait" Jaemin says trying to hold back his laughter while looking at the test you received back from your teacher yesterday because he's a great boyfriend and doesn't want to laugh at your failure "You're really going to tell me you don't know where the esophagus is,"

"No, I know where it is, It's just that-"

"Then why did you put throat instead,"

"Because technically-"

"No baby no, technically it isn't our throat"

“Well technically yes because when we eat food goes down in it-“

“I can tell this is going to be long” He sighs chuckling

“Heyy don’t laugh at me !” You huffed, pushing him lightly “can we take a break we've been reviewing for hours" You sighed

"It's only been 30 minutes, my love," Jaemin says and looks at you with an 'are you serious' face "And I pretty sure we'll need more than that if you don't know where the esophagus is" He chuckles

"You're really not going to let me go for that one" You say getting up off the floor

"Nope" He smiles at you, before kissing you on the nose.

Thursday at Jaemin's place, (6 days till the test)

"Maybe you'll focus more at my place" Jaemin mumbles opening the front door for the both of you.

"What's that suppose to mean" You say looking up at him

"I mean that, maybe studying in another environment that's not your usual one might help you focus more" He explains

"I practically live here with you, Jae" You looked at him laughing a little

“Yeah yeah whatever, come on” He laughs stepping a side a little letting you go in first before closing the door behind himself.

After getting settled on the kitchen counter with all the school work laid out in front of you guys and Jaemin to your left you try to pay attention. In the end you actually are paying attention to what Jaemin is showing and explaining to you, maybe he was right earlier....

"So as long as you can try to remember this graphic by heart you'll at least get a 10 out 35 on the test" He says trying to make you feel better

"Yah but that isn't enough," You blow out a breath

"I know it isn't, love, but that's still better than the grades you got yesterday, and anyways I'll try my best to help you" He says grabbing your hand into his own "Anyways let's focus on this chapter, most of the vocabulary and work that'll be on the test is in this chapter, okay ?" He says softly looking at you and when you nod at him he starts explaining.

After 2 hours of studying flying by, you both decide to take a break.

“You know I hope you focused more on what I was explaining to you and not my face.” He smirks before drink out of his water bottle

“W-what do you mean,?!” You answered back in a flustered state “I was paying attention to you.”

“Yeah to me or to what I was explaining,” He chuckles before raising an eyebrow at you “because to me it seemed like you were paying more to me, as in my face and not the work.”

"T-that's not true," You defended

"Come on just admit to it and I'll give you a kiss" He once again lifts the corner of his lips forming a smirk

"J-jaemin !"

Saturday at Jaemin's place, (4 days till the test)

You don't know if Jaemin is actually a really good tutor or he is a good tutor because suddenly you can understand things you didn't think you could or at least you think so. I guess you could say you were lucky to have him.

"Are you guys really studying on a Saturday ?" Jeno says walking in Jaemin's house as if it's his own with a basketball in his hands

"Hmm, Oh yeah I'm helping my princess over here not fail for our next test" Jaemin hums a response to Jeno barely acknowledging his presence "Anyways, do you understand the graphics over here, It's explaining how the fluids in-"

"What's up fuckers" Donghyuck says bursting into the living room with a football soccer ball in his hand "Jeez it's literally the weekend and you both are in here studying, tsk, you know it feels really good outside ?" He smirks at you, dropping his weight on the couch "I would say the weather is about 28 degrees with a few clouds and the wind is-"

"You know it's better to stay in here than to be outside with your presences," You playfully glare at him

"Oh come on, stop acting like you hate me when you don't" He laughs before throwing the ball his holding in the air before catching it again.

"Stop being lame Donghyuck," Jeno chimes in "Anyways come on Jaems, It won't kill to take a little break and have fun, right Y/N ?"

"Okay, okay fine how about about we take a small break," Jaemin says getting up before smiling at how happy you looked

Let's just say it wasn't a small break you both took.....

Tuesday afternoon in the library (The day before the test)

"I'll never understand why it's so important to learn this, I honestly don't care about the human anatomy and how it works," You whine pushing your folder away from you

"You know your only learning about this because you chose this course" Jaemin says letting out a small laugh at your defeat

"Yeah well I only chose the scientific course because I wanted to have Laboratory but even that is hard and boring, I should have chosen the literature course like that I would of gotten art and I'm pretty sure that is much more fun and less hard than this human body thing. And also I wouldn't be alone because Renjun is there" You ramble out.

Jaemin pauses looking at you, then looking at all the school work flared out in front of you both before letting out a small sigh with a light laugh at the end.

"Look baby, I'm going to be honest with you. I know we've been studying for this test since last week but going the way we are going and the fact that the test is tomorrow, you're going to fail this test, I love you, but there's nothing we can do about it now" Jaemin says looking over at you before you let your head fall on the table with a bang gaining peoples attention. Jaemin just smiles at them before bringing his attention back to you caressing your back

"I knew it, I'm going to fail again and like you said there's nothing we can do" You mumble out lowly with a sigh following at the end

Jaemin doesn't respond but just sits there and comforts you.

Wednesday, ( test day )

The moment the teacher handed out the test papers, you knew you were doomed. On the first page you barely understood anything and the second page even less, though on the third page there was the graph that you studied so hard to remember, which you shockingly did. While filling out the graph you started remembering a few things Jaemin had taught you a few days prior.

30 minutes passed by pretty fast before you heard your teacher's timer going off "Okay times up, everyone pens down" He then proceeded to collect everyone's papers before going back to his desk to grade them leaving the class to do whatever.

"So how do you think you did ?" Jaemin says looking over at you, who was staring at the bracelet you were wearing

"Hm ? Oh umm well honestly I'm pretty confident, after I completed the graph suddenly things you had explained came into my head and I feel like I got a lot of things correct !" You say cheerfully. You honestly do think you did pretty well, all the answers suddenly came into your head at one pointed so yeah you are confident in yourself.

"I'm glad to hear that you're confident, It puts me at ease knowing I tutored you well" He smile at you like always

"Of course you did, you're a pretty good tutor y'know now I understand why Jisung always comes to you for help" You laugh softly

"Good morning everyone, i hope that today has been a pretty decent day for you all" Your teacher speaks out to the class walking in front of his desk. "Now before you ask yes I've graded yesterdays test, I will now hand them out" Your teacher announces.

"Yay finally, I could barely sleep last night because of this." You giggled cheerfully

Your teacher finally reaches yours and Jaemin's desk handing out your papers. When giving Jaemin his paper, you didn't miss your teacher giving him a small pat on his shoulder before giving you your paper with a small smile on his face. Giving him a small smile back you checked out your grade on the top right of the paper. The moment your eyes landing on your grade, you practically had stars popping out out of them.

With a little squeal of happiness you turn your paper around to show it to your lover with a huge grin on your face.

"Look !" You beamed happily at your boyfriend "Ahh thank you so much" Leaning in giving him a hug

"You're welcome my love," He chuckles looking down at you on his chest, reaching to pat your head "But you do know that having a 14/30 doesn't exactly mean you passed"

But you were quick to look at him and shush him with a finger to your lips "Don't ruin it for me, it's the highest grade I've gotten in this class" As your face changed from having a playful pout on it to having a smile letting a few giggles escape from your lips.

#i'm pretty proud of this one #jaemin x you #jaemin x y/n #jaemin x reader #jaemin fanfic #jaemin soft hours #jaemin imagines #kpop fluff #kpop writing #kpop imagines

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desertofsnowflakes · 3 years

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Incorrect Order Chapter 6 (Nessian AU)

A/N: I'm sooo sorry I haven't been updated in more than two weeks. I had exams :/ Also, do inform me if you wanna be added/removed from the taglist! If you happen to find my storyline similar to another fic or one of yours, I'm extremely sorry, I might've just not known. All characters belong to the author Sarah J. Mass. Enjoy!

Summary: Don't first impressions always affect the way you see someone? Well, what more with the Nesta Archeron? Nesta meets Cassian at few unexpected places and to say it didn't go well was a major understatement. Certain circumstances make them become enemies to tolerable company to friends to lovers.

Trigger Warnings: Language

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The smile Cassian plastered on his face didn’t reach his eyes. His brothers saw that. Feyre and Elain saw that. Mor and Amren knew that. He himself did. But they didn’t say anything. If it weren’t Feyre’s anniversary, he would’ve even gone home. He couldn’t though. He wouldn’t do anything that would hurt his family. So he stayed. Smiled. Joked. Laughed. Did everything he could to keep his mind from straying to a grey-eyed masterpiece.

Az and Rhys saw, he knew. They always seemed to realise everything about each other. Even if one of them had a minor headache, the other two would know. Tonight, however, none of them pushed him. They probably thought he wanted to be alone. But did he? Truly?

He wasn’t sure. He didn’t want to be alone. That would make memories of their lunch rise. Of her shirt splattered with coffee on one day and blood on another. Of her pale form laying on his bed. Of her, enjoying his food. Of their shared jokes. He didn’t think he could take that.

He wasn’t sure he wanted to be around people either. He didn’t know if he could stay around people who laughed and teased. He didn’t know if he could laugh with them and actually mean it. He didn’t know if he could anytime soon.

Cass glanced at the clock. 3.00 a.m. He smiled. Whenever they gathered around in the living room, retiring early was totally off the table. The earliest they dispersed was four in the morning.

To his right, Rhys sighed. “It’s late,” he said, tucking Feyre close to his side. “Gotta go to bed.”

He smirked, but held back the joke on the tip of his tongue. After a chorus of goodnights, Rhys and Feyre told them they could stay here tonight if they wanted to and rose to go upstairs. Feyre laughed at something Rhys said and Cass felt a pang of sadness hit him.

Sadness… and something else. He knew he shouldn’t, but he envied the both of them. How easily they bantered and teased. How smooth their relationship was. He remembered how Feyre locked herself in the cabin after Rhys proposed. He remembered how she asked Mor not to let anyone in, especially Rhys. He sighed. He felt an amount of the jealousy dissipate. Probably Nesta would get together with him after their slight misunderstanding passed. If it did.

He got up to leave when Az stopped him. “You sure you’re going back?” Cass didn’t remember telling Az that he was going back. Then again he didn't need to. Az always saw everything. “You're not that… somber.”

Ah. Cass smiled. “I'll be fine, ” he reassured. Az still didn't let him go. “I'll send you a text once I'm home,” he tried. Az sighed.

“I'll be waiting for it.”

Cass looked at Mor, drunk and blabbering before stepping out of the house. He kept replaying that memory till he reached home, keeping his mind occupied. He was scared of what would happen if he kept his thoughts idle.

He informed Az that he reached home. He didn't know why going back home felt like preparing for a battle. It probably was a battle. Between her and his self-restraint. What was at stake here was his sanity. Cass sighed. He stepped in through the threshold and welcomed the darkness that enveloped him.

***

Stop crying like a baby, Nesta repeatedly reminded herself. Why should she cry? Nothing here was her fault. Nothing.

Not the fact that she let his charmed smiles bring her guards down. Not the fact that she felt alive when he said something stupidly funny. Certainly not the fact that she was slowly falling for him.

None of it was her fault. So why should she cry? Why should she stop herself from attending her own sister's anniversary? When it was all his fault.

She shouldn't be crying. She should be thinking about ways of exploiting his weaknesses. She should think about how she would portray him as the weak one. She should think about how she was going to make him regret everything.

But how could she make him regret it when she never regretted a second of it? She hated that this was where her thoughts went first. To scheming and plotting. She thought she changed. Did she regret her wish to be good? No. She reveled in it. No, she vowed herself, I would not scheme to make him beg. I'm not that Nesta anymore. I'll never be.

She was proud of herself. She never realised her self restraint was this good.

But apparently not good enough. Her thoughts drifted back to him. No, not him. Cassian. Cauldron, it'll take some time to get used to calling him Cassian. Or maybe Cass. Feyre and Rhysand called him that. Probably she would too. She thought about what he called her. Nes. She flushed. That stupid name did stupid things to her. She pretended she didn't like it. In fact, she loved it. Somehow, she wasn't ready to tell him that yet.

***

Nesta blinked open her eyes against the morning light. Her eyes were closed? It was morning already? Huh.

It took her some time for her eyes to adjust. She screamed at what she saw. Nesta scrambled back from the looming figure of Tomas, leering at her face.

“Nesta, Nesta, ” he said in his eerie voice. It became scarier with his sing-song tone. “My Nesta.” He paused. “Though I suppose you aren't mine anymore. You were still mine last time, you know. When you handed me over to the police. ”

She bared her teeth, opened her mouth to say something when his hand closed around her throat.

“But now, I suppose I can't call you mine anymore, can I? That reminds me. Where is your bodyguard? Or is that brute your boyfriend?” He spat the last word. His hand tightened around her neck.

“Do you know what he did to me? Your bastard. Did you know how he threatened me? Did you know that he smashed my bones, that it took me this long to heal?”

Some sort of savage satisfaction filled her. The fact that Cassian did all this… she smirked. It didn't go unnoticed by Tomas. He growled, the sound sending icy fingers ghosting down her spine. She hoped she didn't have to hear it again.

His hand around her throat pushed her farther back on the bed. He drew back, she let loose a relieved breath. A mistake.

His hand cracked on her cheek. He came infinitely closer to her, his hot, rancid breath glancing off her cheeks. His hand kept tightening around her throat and she wondered how she wasn’t dead yet. It was certainly bruised now.

“Look at you. So vulnerable. So killable. I’ve imagined how I would slit your throat. So many ideas. If only I could kill you in all the ways I imagined. But do you know what is the best way I could kill you?”

Nesta let him talk. He loved to hear himself talk. She subtly looked around her room, searching for anything she could use as a weapon. She looked back at Tomas. He wasn’t talking. Did he ask her a question?

“Tell me, Nesta. Do you know what is the best way to kill you?” Nesta shook her head, his hand pressed around her throat. Tomas smiled. She cringed mentally.

“I think the best way to kill you and make it hurt is to kill you slowly. You know what makes it better? Having that bastard watch you die. Let him watch the life seep out of you. And then I’ll kill him too.” he said and she felt the room closing in. Panic was slowly rising in her.

“Now, now,” he said. She supposed he meant to be cajoling but the effect his voice gave was the exact opposite. “There’s no need to panic. I told you I’ll kill you only when your bodyguard is there.”

He pulled out a knife. She gasped and pain erupted around her throat. Her lungs were burning.

“But darling,” he said. She whimpered. She hated this. She hated that she was vulnerable here. She hated that she couldn’t do anything when her death was slowly nearing. “I didn’t say I wouldn’t hurt you.”

Then his knife struck. Nothing hurt at first. Then, fiery pain whipped through her, beginning at her arm. She screamed. Pain. There was so much pain. She screamed so loud she pondered how the whole neighborhood didn’t hear anything.

***

Nesta gasped. Her eyes darted through her room. Nothing. No one. She looked at her arm. No pain. No scars. No blood. She touched her throat. It wasn’t sore. It wasn’t swollen. She got out of bed and looked at her mirror. No bruises. She let out a frustrated sound. It was a dream. A fucking dream. Or she supposed it was a nightmare. Still. It wasn’t real.

It was still five in the morning. Still quite early. She released a breath. She wouldn’t find a cab now but she could walk. It wasn’t that far. She fixed her hair and changed her clothes. She wasn’t going because she missed him. She just didn’t want to be vulnerable again. That’s all. She just wanted to know how to defend herself. Nothing else. So Nesta went to Cassian’s house, hoping that she’s making the right choice.

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smokahuntis · 3 years

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Balance

Chapter one: The Almor Forest

Warnings: Violence, angry Kylo.

Summery: Avara, a girl adopted by Luke Skywalker at a young age runs away from the Jedi temple just in time for it to crumble. Thinking her family and best friend died inside she ran away and created a life for herself. 10 years later she finally connects to someone from her past in meditation.

Authors note: I’m really hoping to make this a series! I really like the idea and my OC, and I hope people are interested! Bringing this character to here wouldn’t have been possible without my friend @patersonshoney as well so please followed her

I was a jedi, once upon a time. It's been a long time since those days. My name is Avara Skywalker, and I am a grey jedi.

It’s been 10 years since that day, the day the temple fell and was destroyed. She was 17 when it happened, but she remembered it like it was yesterday. Avara wasn’t in the carnage, rather she was in the sky. Deciding to leave the jedi temple that night, to find her true way with the force. Leaving behind her saber and her best friend, her family. She never felt like she belonged there, she was never trained the same or connected to the other jedi the way Ben did. She was different, she always knew that. So, she had to leave.

That night still haunted her, as she took flight in the stolen x-wing, only to watch her former home completely crumble under her, her family and best friend inside. Call it luck that she decided to leave when she did, but she regretted it with every fiber in her being. Blaming herself for not saving Ben, or Luke. She searched for their force signature’s for too long, and still found nothing, they were gone, at least to her knowledge.

Now she was a nomad, in the mountains of Kivoro, guarding a small fishing village. She originally came here for rest, but ended up finding herself dealing with their raider problems and protecting them. It wasn’t long after she got there that she found kyber in the mountains, forging a new saber for herself she felt more at home than anywhere she’d ever been.

“Avara?” a voice called into the hut as footsteps followed. Elaria was the girl who watched over Avara, making sure she ate and was healthy. Elaria stopped in her tracks seeing Avara meditating on the back porch. She was always so entranced when she saw Ava in her element, she loved watching her.

Avara knew she was there; she knew she was coming before she even left her house. “Elaria...” she smiled a little and put her feet on the ground. Turning to the small girl she hummed at the basket in her hand. “I’m out of food already?” she asked taking the hood of her cloak off.

“you should be, but I see you still haven’t eaten your craw fruit.” she said setting the basket down and starting to unpack food for her.

“to call that fruit is embarrassing.” Ava said with a soft chuckle as she helped her unpack the food.

“the elder believe it makes you live longer.” Elaria said softly.

“they must want me to live forever” she said pulling out more Craw fruit from the basket. Rolling the wrinkly blue fruit in her hand before she put it with the others.

“they like you” Elaria smiled “they don’t like many outsider’s, well I mean you’ve lived here for like... ten years now, I suppose you aren’t an outsider anymore.” she chuckled.

“no, but you can definitely tell I'm not from here” Ava said looking at her softly. It wasn’t hard to tell she wasn’t from here. Everyone here was tanned, or darker, their hair curly or in braids. She respected them, and they respected her. Kivoro was a peaceful village, they didn’t fight back when the raiders came, they just gave them what they wanted. So when Avara showed up 10 years ago, Elaria was quick to ask for help. Ava didn’t hesitate, she’s defended them for so long the elder’s accepted her as their own.

“that’s because you don’t tan” Elaria teased her and pinched her sides.

“that's because some of us can’t” ava pushed her hands away with a smile and finished putting the food away. Elaria smiled at her softly before thunder rolled outside. Avara looked outside at the clouds and then back at her. “you should head home, it’s a long way off the mountain”

“you're not going out there are you? Into the storm?” Elaria asked as she grabbed her coat and watched her intently. Avara looked back at her and nodded.

“It’s the best time to connect to the force” she smiled softly and grabbed her old wooden staff, decorated at the end with feathers and seeds of craw fruit in a small pouch to protect her. She got the staff a few years ago after hurting her leg, it was a gift to help her move around better and feel safer. Since then, Avara has adapted it into Everday travel.

“be careful...” Elaria said before hugging her quickly and heading out to get home before the rain fell.

Soon Avara made her own way into the forest, her saber and staff on her side. Careful with her footing, especially around the large rooted trees of the Almor forest. She found her way out her often, to meditate, catch peace of mind. The forest alone felt like pure balance. It wasn’t good or bad, dark or light. It was balanced and it was perfect peace. She projected herself into the forest in her sleep even. When her dreams became nightmares, she knew she could escape to the Almor.

Avara put up her grey hood as she sat under a large true, taking in deep breathes as the rain finally started to trickle down into the forest around her. It was the calm she needed. The jedi closed her eyes and started to drift into the force.

A pure calm embraced her in its warmth as she drifted deeper and deeper into the balance, she had created for herself. However, it didn’t last long, all too quickly she was connected to something, someone, all too familiar. She's never felt something so dark and light at the same time, no balance between, just a war.

It started to become more clear where she was, and soon she opened her eyes to a black and white training room. Only one other in the room with her as he fought a droid. There he was, the familiarity she felt so warmly embrace her, the person she believed to be dead.

“ben?” she questioned, bringing the man from his training, causing him to turn to her quickly. The saber in his hand raging with the broken crystal inside it as he looked at her. His hair a mess over his face as he growled.

“who are you?” he asked deeply, confusing her even more. All these years she believed that Ben solo had died, and now he stands in front of her, and doesn’t know who she is?

“Ben, its me...” she said stepping forward towards heim, his saber only raged on as he pointed it at her.

“i don’t know you!” he yelled and watched her every movement.

“Ben-” she started but he stopped her all to quickly.

“Ben is dead!” he yelled, she could feel the imbalance haunting his head, she felt ben, she saw ben, but this man was not ben. She took him in quickly and pulled her saber from her waist and held the silver hilt close to her.

“don’t make me do this... put the saber down ben-” she said calmly but he wasn’t having any of it as he finally made a swing to her.

“I am not ben!” he yelled as his saber swung to cut her down from where she stood. She was quick to react, lighting her saber so his red met the pure white of her blade.

As their blades met, unstable red against the pure balance of white, the world around them changed as they now stood In the Almor forest. Lighting up the area around them with the light of their weapons. She pushed him back quickly and moved back. Nothing was stopping him as he tried to hit her side, she was faster them him, jumping over the red fury as he swung low. She tumbled and rolled on the earthy ground, looking up at him

“you know me ben! Please! Try to remember" she yelled before she had to meet his saber again with her own. That’s when she saw it in his eyes, the fear, the anger. The war.

“Ben solo is dead” he sneered looking down at her. She watched his eyes before she pushed him back again and their battle finally started. Their sabers clashed over and over, but they never left a mark on each other. She trained with him all those years ago, she knew his moves, she just had to react faster now that he fought with anger, he swung carelessly.

She decided then to play along with his new persona. “if ben solo is dead, then who are you?” she asked as she held her saber in front of her face, deflecting his attacks.

“Kylo ren” he growled and tried to his her with his hilt, but she goes down quickly and moved between his legs.

“well, Kylo ren, you need training” she growled back as she swung, cutting his chest and pushing him back as they fell into the training room again. He ground and hit his wound to try and relive pain so he could continue to fight, but she pushed him down again and looked at him. She remembered his face so clearly; he was just grown up now. “I'll save you, ben” she said before she cut off their connection and she was back in the forest.

Taking in deep breathes as she processed what just happened between them, her best friend was alive, and he was hurting. She had to save him, whatever it takes. But right now, all she could do was think about everything she’s done in memory of ben, every time she spoke to herself wishing he was there. Every time she cried herself to sleep thinking she lost her soulmate. It made her hands shake, her legs feel weak, she felt just as lost as he was, as she fell to the ground and let out a heart wrenching sob, holding her necklace she constantly wore, the necklace he gave her all those years ago.

Elaria didn’t find Avara till the next day, covered in fallen leaves before she had her brother pick her up and take her back home. “I'll take care of the rest” Elaria said and made her brother wait outside before she searched Avara for wounds, tending a burn mark on her arm and redressing her. “what have you gotten yourself into ava...” she whispered and left a warm cloth on her forehead before she started making a warm soup for her.

Avara woke up slowly and looked over at Elaria and sighed softly as she relaxed. Leaning her head back and closing her eyes again as she pictured last night over again. “You’re awake…” Elaria said softly. Avara nodded softly and opened her eyes to look at her.

“I’m awake…” she whispered and sat up slowly. Elaria poured soup into the bowel and walked over it.

“Slow down- don’t push yourself” she said as she helped her sit up and moved her bed tray over so she could eat. “What happened to you?” she asked as se removed the cloth from the girl's head. Placing it down in the bowl of warm water next them she pat her forehead dry as she began to explain.

“I saw him last night” Avara said plainly as they began to eat slowly. “Ben.. I saw Ben” she said after a small pause, looking at Elaria as she watched her soup in front of her. She’d told Eli of Ben many times. Stories from growing up or soft memories of how sweet he was. How much she missed him. Eli knew, Eli knew a lot.

“what do you mean you saw him?” she asked softly not wanting to push it.

“I was meditating, and then it was like I was there, in the same room as him.” Avara said calmly as she took another spoon full of her soup. Her hands where a little shaky but she was careful not to get too much so she didn’t spill anyone on the clean linen below her. “but he didn’t seem like the ben I remembered, he was all grown up, and he was... dark, its like all the light inside him was stripped out and replace.” she said looking at her curly haired friend.

“is that how you got that burn?” she asked as she pointed her wrapped arm. Avara nodded and sighed, she hadn’t even noticed it last night when she was fighting with Kylo. She was to distracted mentally and physically. Too tired after to even register what had happened.

“ I suppose yea” she sighed and looked at it before looking back at Eli.

“you need to be more careful” Eli scolded her and shook her head. Taking the spoon from Avara’s hand and feeding her, herself so ava didn’t make a mess.

“you think I didn’t think about that?” she said looking at her before taking a big spoonful of hot soup in her mouth and groaning at the heat, before swallowing it down. “I didn’t meet him on purpose... I thought he was dead.” she sighed.

“Well, what do you plan to do?” Eli asked looking at her friend.

“i don’t think I should stay here; in case he decides to track down the girl he connected to.” Avara said stretching her arms and pushing herself from the bed so she could move her legs.

“you want to leave?” Eli asked helping her up and making sure she didn’t fall. She always took such good care of her, even when she didn't need it Eli was there to help.

“It’s for your safety, he’s unstable, its hard to tell what he would do if is stayed.” Avara said looking off her creaky porch at the cave that help her old X-Wing. The one she stole all those years ago. “plus, I can still feel ben, if I can save him I want to try” she looked back at her.

“does your ship even run?” Elaria asked watching her.

“We’ll see...”

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kuronanox · 4 years

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Captains harem ft. Julius

(Your name) didn't know why but today all the captains and Julius were asking for attention, it creeped her out because she was nothing special. It was as if they were all fighting for her.

Nozel invited her out for tea.

Fuegoleon offered to take her to a nice hot springs

Kaiser didn't he have a wife???¿¿¿

Rill told her "draw me like one of your French girls."

Jack was just a psycho but wanted to cook with her.

Charlotte suggested taking a girls trip to shop.

William wanted to watch the little birds and nature and even offered to show his giant tree.

Yami straight up just asked her to date him.

Dorothy wanted to take a long nap.

Julius followed her around like a little stalker he is for his own amusement

Mereoleona also threaten to beat some sense in her head if she didn't want to drink with the royal.

"Why are they all so pushy today? I've rejected all of them can't they take the hint? I mean.... I'm sure they don't like me!" (Your Name) tells Marx as they sat in his office.

"Oh thanks captains for not doing any work today, unbelievable. But you are a pretty lady. I can't see why not?" Marx tells her while separating some papers.

"Yami asked me to date him but I'm sure Charlotte is in love with him so no thanks." (Your Name) states leaving the office bored out of her mind. "Maybe picking one of their offers wouldn't be to bad."

Strolling down the hall she comes across Julius. "Yo!" She calls out running towards him. "(Your Name)!" He cheers!

"Come to the captains meetings today! We have lots to discuss!" Julius tells her with sparkles in his eyes. "Ugh are you sure?"

"Yes of course! Other members will also be there!"

"Okay! I'll see you later then!" She smiles as Julius pats her head and watches her leave.

Going back to her room she laid in bed thinking about all the invites she got today.

"Hmm Nozel and Tea? That doesn't sound bad but boring, I'm not even a royal. I'm sure he invited me out to talk some smack.

Fuegoleon and hot springs?! I get to see his abs and hair wet. Count me in!

Kaiser just no.

Rill is cute but I can't draw maybe he can draw me instead?

Jack.... what would we cook? Sweet offer though I would actually like to.

Charlotte is so pretty, I would look like the maid if I went out shopping with her.

William is a little simp, maybe I could use that? Seems tempting.

Yami, no? Charlotte would kill me.

Dorothy would not wake up if we took a nap together.

Julius?¿ would he be considered my Sugar daddy? AHH!

Drinking with Mereoleona seems fun! Drinks on her though, I don't got that salary."

After thinking about everything she walked into the Captains meeting and took a seat next to Asta, Noelle, Leopold and Yuno. "Why are we here?" She asks them.

"Maybe we are moving up in ranks!" Asta yells excited to see all his hard work pay off.

(Your Name) looks up to see Nozel looking dead straight into her eyes. "Noelle, has your brother always had a staring problem?"

Noelle blushes and flips her hair. "Nii Sama would never do something like that!"

"I guess so, dude has been looking at me for the past 5 minutes." (Your Name) states looking away to catch Jack licking his lips.

"O.o" she reacts and looks away awkwardly.

"Why is all the Captains trying to get your attention?" Yuno asks her as she sighs and laughs holding her head from getting a headache. "I'm not sure, Maybe it's a game they're playing because I'm just the joke!"

William kindly bids her a hello and takes a seat.

"Yer got an answer?" Yami asks now as she looks up to him and back at Charlotte.

"Uhh, no. I mean yes?? NO! My answer is no!" (Your Name) says while looking back and forth. Charlotte was highkey listening to their conversation.

"So you don't wanna date me?" Yami speaks up as all the captains perk up.

"Nonsense, (Your Name) has class and a acquired taste of course she didn't say yes!" Fuegoleon shouts standing on his two feet.

"I don't see her saying yes to you either." Nozel butts in as Yami just deadpan behind them.

"No need to fight! We all know I'm the perfect match for (Your Name)!" Rill exclaims throwing his body to her and embracing it.

"You wish kid!" Jack laughs next to Yami as they argued on who could win her over after.

Charlotte was a mess as she contemplated what to say because Yami liked a girl. "Y-y-yami a-actually li-likes so-som-some one!" She screams fainting.

Mereoleona busts the door open and folds her arms. "Oo I heard my little brother and I are competing to get (Your Name)!"

"Mereoleona, I won't loose to you. I'm the gentleman that will sweep her off the ground." Fuegoloen defends as they shared the same hot passion. "Woah woah woah, older sister and Aniue likes you! I have to tell parents they are fighting over a girl!" Leopold laughs on the floor because his older siblings were acting ridiculous.

Nozel scoffs and removes Rill off (Your Name). "(Your Name) is now my girlfriend." He tells them all as Yami and Jack laugh.

"Nice try bug braid."

"What did you say?!" Nozel furries as William gently slips past them and grabs her hand. "(Your Name) you seem flustered, I can let you escape this mess?" He offered with a mysterious smile under his mask.

"No no William, I see everything." Julius cuts in as he entered through the door.

"I guess Dorothy is out of question, she's been asleep." (Your Name) thinks just staring at all of them argue.

"Am I even pretty?" She asks Asta as he seem overwhelmed with everyone yelling for her attention. "I didn't know you were this popular! SO COOL TEACH ME YOUR WAYS!"

"Bakasta!" Noelle says hitting the little boy. "WHAT DID I DO?!"

(Your Name) was getting a headache from everyone screaming and yelling she jumped onto the table. "HEY! I'M NOT GOING TO GO OUT WITH ANY OF YALL! I GOT A BOYFRIEND!"

"Bo-bo-boyfriend?" Julius says pouting as the other captains settled down.

"What fool do I have to beat?" Nozel cuts in as Fuegoleon cuts in. "What must I do to change your mind."

"What a simp." Leopold whispers, looking at his older brother.

"And who may this nice gentleman be?" William asks clearly intrigued to take the spot away from the man.

(Your Name) looked around the room to think, she didn't have a boyfriend, but she just yelled that to get them to shut up.

Jack was out with his blade and Yami already had his sword ready for action. "Bro."

Getting fluster she stuttered a bit till Marx walked into the room, uneducated about what was happening.

"MARX! He's my boyfriend!"

"HIM?"

"MUSHROOM HEAD?"

"MARX THE ONE WITH NO CHILL!"

"How could you Marx?" Julius says in betrayal.

(Your Name) gives him a stare that made him understand to play along. "Oh! Yeah! I'm her boyfriend!"

"I'll kill you." Yami half jokes as the other captains grumble in disappointment.

"Well let me know when you wanna switch genders." Mereoleona says with a grin before heading out.

"One way or another a royal will get their way." Nozel says.

"I agree, I'll be the man to have you." Fuegoleon added taking Leopold with him.

"Ahh my tree house is always open to you." William invites her with a sly smile.

"Kitchen is open too, I'll cook." Jack says leaving as Yami shakes his head. "Let me know when your mind is changed brat."

"I'll still be checking up on you!" Rill cheers with a big smile.

Charlotte and Dorothy were passed out so no last words came from them.

"Marx, we got lots to discuss." Julius says before taking his leave.

"So the point of this meeting was for?" Yuno says clearly amazed to see how immature the Captains were acting. "Exactly." Noelle agrees taking Asta back to the base. "REMEMBER TO TEACH ME YOUR WAYS!" He yells before out of site.

(Your Name) breathes a sign of relief. "Thanks Marx!"

"Jeez, now they are out for my throat!" He yells not amused he came to the rescue.

"Sorry!" She says sticking her tongue out and running out.

"Where are you going?!"

"To mess with them some more!" She jokes as Marx just signs.

(Author notes: I personally like Fuegoleon the most! :D, this was fun to write! But lowkey idk wtf I just wrote, Not edit yet!)

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unbotheredqueensblog · 3 years

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Voice of an Angel

Written by: Gumarao, Joyca Raica V.

Voice of an Angel offers a story about a man who can’t be faithful to his wife because his heart was still belongs to his past and for you to discover what’s behind the mysterious telephone.

Nathan enter the church knowing he doesn’t want to be there but he had no choice. It was a long years in the making when he and her ex girlfriend talked about their dream wedding and future plans but it will never going to happen.

Now that he’s walking in the aisle, he wants to back out . His legs are shaking and his tears wants to burst out .

The moment that he realized that he will going to marry a woman that he doesn’t love. A fixed marriage was settled by their parents because both of their parents are business partners of an exclusive company.

The door opened and Sophia entered the church with a glamorous white wedding dress .

Music started , Nathan was the one who chose the song of “Beautiful in white “ by Westlife . It used to be the theme song of him and his ex- girlfriend.

“So as long as I live I'll love you

Will have and hold you

You look so beautiful in white

And from now to my very last breath

This day I'll cherish

You look so beautiful in white”

While Nathan was standing at the front of the altar, he certainly imagined for a moment that the girl who’s walking in the aisle is his ex-girlfriend, Celestine. But he’d always known that they could never be together again.

"I, Nathan Montefalco , take thee, Sophia Reyes, to be my wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part, according to God's holy ordinance; and thereto I pledge thee my faith. “

Nathan’s heart is beating rapidly . He tried to calm himself but the tears kept falling.

They exchanged wedding rings and Nathan can’t kiss the bride but he has to do it.

After the ceremony, people threw confetti and wishes to the newly wed.

Little did he know Celestine was there witnessing the wedding of the man she loved from the start. She wished with all her heart that she was strong enough to let him go.

Watching someone you truly love exchanging vows to someone was the most painful thing you could ever experience.

She want to believe that this was for the best but tears rolled down her face.

After the celebration, he doesn’t have any idea or news about Celestine.

Everything’s went well for months and years because they were supported by their parents financially but money has nothing to do when you’re not happy.

He felt like he was stuck to a girl that he doesn’t want for the rest of his life.

Until one night, Nathan received a call from their telephone. Sophia was there when he answered the call but it seems like there’s nobody on the other line so they ended it.

While Sophia was sleeping, there’s a call from their old telephone again .

“Hello, Mr. Montefalco .”

He heard a familiar voice . A very angelic voice that every single word that comes out from the other line can touch your heart.

He can’t forget that voice and he will never forget it.

“Ce … Celestine ?” He’s stuttering because he never expected that he will have a communication again to his only love after a few years.

“Yes I am, have you forgotten me already?”

“No and I will never forget that angelic voice of yours , honey.”

“It’s been a few years but you still haven’t changed.”

“My love for you will never change.”

“You are married now and I have nothing to do with it. “

“I can file an annulment honey , just tell me honestly where you at.”

“No, no, I’m fine. “

“5 years Celestine ! I searched for you for about 5 years. I miss you so much.”

“I miss you too , Mr. Montefalco.”

“Before I got married, all I think about is you. I wished you were the one who’s walking from the church’s door towards me . I imagined how beautiful you are wearing an elegant wedding gown because that’s what we planned to .”

Nathan wiped his tears while remembering how much he suffered during the fixed wedding of him and Sophia.

“Yes, honey. I can feel the pain in your eyes while watching you marrying to someone . That day was the most unforgettable day in my entire life. Your blue suit fits perfectly to you by the way.”

“Wh… wh… what ? You went on my wedding? What do you mean ? “

Nathan is wondering too why Celestine knew what he was wearing that day.

“Yes , I am. Your wedding day was supposed to be our wedding date when we were planning together. All the designs and all our wedding plans were the same .”

“I did that for a purpose because I want to feel that I am marrying you.”

“Aww Mr. Montefalco you’re breaking my heart and as well as my dreams into broken pieces. I’m looking forward to have a happy family with you and our baby but it was all never going to happen and oh, by the way I need to go.”

“Wait , what baby are you talking about? Celestine ! Celestine !”

The call hanged up.

He tried to call the number but it was unreachable.

Sophia shouted loudly while crying and Nathan rushed to her.

Eventually, Sophia had a nightmare and she said that there’s a girl wearing a white wedding dress with blood at the part of her stomach always appears on her dreams.

Nathan tried to hug Sophia to calm her down and to comfort her that it was just a bad dream.

The next night, he fixed the old telephone again at their abandoned room so Sophia won’t hear them talking and he patiently waited until midnight if Celestine will call him again.

At exactly 3 o’clock in the morning , the telephone rang loudly which caused Sophia to wake up.

“Honey, why you calling me so late ?”

“It’s hard to talk to you right now, I think Sophia was awake.”

“She’s in the next room, don’t worry.”

Lines of Nathan from abandoned room little did he know that Sophia was standing right beside the door .

“I miss you , your voice makes me weak.”

“It’s really good to hear your voice again it sounds so angelic and sweet.”

“My Celestine, you made me so hard to be faithful.”

“We never really move on there’s something changed but you stayed at my heart always and you know that ! Yes, we are going to be happy family with our baby. “

Sophia couldn’t explain how painful it was hearing those lines but one thing for sure, it crashes her little by little . She can’t cry loudly because Nathan might hear her.

She just sat down at the doorway and keep questioning herself what does Celestine have that she doesn’t have. She did everything to make him happy but it wasn’t good enough.

“She has no idea that I was talking to you every night since then .”

“I can’t believe you’re still mine .”

“I love you so much and no one can replace you, honey.”

Nathan keeps talking while Sophia no longer endured the pain. She opened the door and she burst out .

“Stop your craziness! Celestine has been dead for five years ! Why can’t you accept that ! “ She shouted while crying.

“You are insane ! You must be the one to stop ! I won’t believe you ! Celestine still call me every night ! “ Nathan defend himself

“It’s all in your mind ! I am your wife ! We made vows to church !”

“We are married but I didn’t love you and I will never love someone the way I loved Celestine !”

“Celestine is dead and she will never come back ! “

“I won’t believe you ! Get out of my life ! “ Nathan shouted.

“I bet you still don’t know what happened ! Celestine forced herself to abort your baby ! She died due to overdose of medication. She was found dead at her room a day after our wedding ! Now tell me do you still love her ? “

“No ! No ! No ! Celestine won’t do that ! I will go wherever Celestine is. I will going to find her ! “ Nathan keeps defending Celestine.

Sophia can’t take it anymore so she fixed her things, fixed her papers and she drove hundred kilometers away . She look a stress free place where she can breathe out all the pain.

After that incident, Nathan was reported died because of suicide with a note underneath the telephone.

“I will go with you forever , my Celestine. Till death do us part.”

After three years, Sophia find herself again . She became an professor to a famous university on their country.

She found her happiness too when she met Alejandro , her co-professor at the same university.

She believed he’s the one for her .

Alejandro was the type of a guy that can ride on your trips.

They traveled a lot and enjoyed each other’s company. Road trip, travel to other countries , checking their bucket lists and trying new things are the things they do.

One of their plans is to explore different countries every year. They are together for almost two years.

Every thing seems to be perfect . Not until one night, Sophia heard Alejandro inside their abandoned room . She went to the room silently to see what Alejandro was doing .

She was shocked, her nerves tightened and her knees weakened when she saw Alejandro handling their old telephone and he said ..

“HONEY, WHY YOU CALLING ME SO LATE ? “

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oikoneko · 4 years

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Ikemen Prince, first impression!!

So, Cybird announced a new game based on "Beauty and the Beast" I guess? Anyways, I LOVE to assume/guess the characters personalities and stuff so here we go :3!

Preview

First we have Leon Dompteur!!

He is probably the main guy (Nobunaga, Ray, Napoleon) but I don't get their vibe from him, he reminds me of Masamune (they have the same voice actor!) and kind of Leonardo (appearance wise) so I'd say he is the adventurous, slutty bold, reckless kind of guy? Also (judging by the picture) he is prob arrogant and prideful (so yeah, Nobunaga's gang). I don't care what he turns out to be, I want him to impregnate me :)!

Then we have Yves Kloss!

Ugh I have a headache already, he is DEFINITELY a Jonah... he gives me major Jonah/Mozart vibes so yeah, an arrogant kind of tsundere... "Get out of my sight, peasant" yep, that sounds like something he would say upon first meeting... he is so pretty I'm jealous!

Then we have Licht Klein!!

*the world is ending, everything ia on fire and everyone is dying*

Licht: whatever, can I go sit alone?

He is the "leave me alone" but not in the tsundere way, just so uninterested and unbothered about everything and wants to be left alone, he can come off kind of rude-ish, but he doesn't mean it probably?

Then we have Jin Grandet!!!!!!!!!

D-daddy? S-sirius? I can't breath! He is Sirius' twin and I- (I can't handle one Sirius and now another one? I'm getting pregnant!) So, "you are like a sister to me, I feel responsible for you." Ugh I'm so not ready but also ready, the smirk gives me a teasing vibe? But I'm not sure because he is definitely a Sirius! I desperately want him to break me and treat me like a toy!

Then we have Lancelot Kingsley Chevalier Michael!!!

He is Lancelot's son, that's it. "Get on my way and I'll show you no mercy, Belle" lol, he is cold and misunderstood and probably needs to chill and... I want to hug him because he is prob touch starved and never felt loved by anyone... poor Cheva :(!

The Mitsuhide of Beauty and the Beast, Clavis Lelouch!

Opps, I smell trouble! SHADY BOY SHADY BOY!! God... I can see him teasing the hell out of MC till she cries... mischievous man who never tells the truth and everyone is suspicious of him and he LOVES IT, his hair is amazing omg! Prob the "villain-ish" one here? He is not Mitsuhide, stop! And the mole! Could he be an Arthur? Arthur and Mitsuhide in one character omg... thank you lord :3!

Zen/Seth Nokto Klein!!!

*MC steps a foot in the palace*

Nokto: well, hello there my girlfriend~

Is he Licht's brother? I mean they have the same last name... so are we gonna have a Theo/Vincent or Jonah/Luka relationship? Probably the later... anyways, If looks could make you lose sense of everything and forget everything but these set of bloody eyes... the tall silver hair and the red eyes... ZEN ZEN ZEN!

Then the prob crackhead Luke Randolph!

He is definitely the crackhead, impulsive and reckless guy!! He reminds me a loT OF Impey from Code Realize so my first impression of him is an overly hyper, energetic man who will be MC's best friend and help her with her love problems :(! I love him already!

Soft! Faust Sariel Noir!!

Glasses chan :3!!! He is for sure strict and everything but he really seems soft :(! Like he looks like Faust (no he doesn't) but he gives me Sebastian vibes but a much nicer one? Like Sasuke but not dorky... "you must not fall in love with any of these men, MC" lololol!!

Lastly, Rio Ortiz!

The first impression is PRETTY BOY! He is so pretty wtf??? Also, he gives me the protective childhood friend/ brother kind of vibe? He is probably so nice and sweet to MC and always defends her and uwu! (He looks like Vincent, but he gives me no innocent, angelic boy vibes whatsoever).

The usual yandere of Cybird is missing (no mismatched eyes) so I have no idea who is the yandere one :(! Who are you mr. yandere? I want to love you! Could he be Chevalier? Nokto? Licht?

Anyways, I'm so excited for the game (obv) even though it's only in Japanese and it would probably be launched in English next year or even further :(!! I'm so ready to be wrong about all of them and look like a clown ＾ω＾!!

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