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rose-likesto-write · 2 years

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You matter the most..

Pairing: Winner's Song Min Ho x reader (gender neutral)

Genre: Fluff, cringest fluff

AU!: Idol member, established relationship

Warning: mention of cardiac arrest (once), bullying (mention of word)

Rating: T

Word Count: 1.3 K

A/N: Hey dear anon!! Thank you so much for requesting it!! I hope that you will like it and I am sorry if it wasn't something you wanted to read. Please it's a request to send me your valuable feedbacks, it genuinely means alot :)

Also this gif isn't mine..

Summary: Being in love is one feeling and your partner making you feel it day in and out is another..

'What is going on today? Why is everyone looking like this at me as if they are gonna open their mouth a blunder will occur' You thought while nibbling on the edge of your pen a habit which you developed as a result of being tensed.You didn't know what and why but you had this feeling as if it's important day for you but the there is as such no sign to confirm the day.

The whole day is weird, first all your colleagues are acting as if something has happened but they don't wanna tell you, your work bestie Gia had came up with a lame excuse which left you alone to do the project by yourself and that bully worker of yours nowhere to be present.

I mean, ofcourse you are happy that she isn't here because she terribly a pain in ass but like no matter what even if it's for one second you guys pass by you don't keep back from hurling a few sassy remarks.

She kinda hates you because she is delusional person and the reason you ask why? She came to know or rather saw who your boyfriend was which was none other than Song Min Ho aka Winner's Mino. (She was his die hard fan)

Mino is an angel in disguise in your life and you are always so so grateful and thankful that you have such a loving partner by your side. He is one of the live examples of duality, the way he speaks, his presence and aura gives the vibe of being powerful, strong headed but it's only you, his family, his friends and the fans who know his sweet and sensitive personality.

Now, speaking of Mino is that he wasn't able to talk you for the past two days but you didn't mind considering that he was currently in the foreign state preparing for a show at the moment.

Currently, it's 7 pm and you are almost through with the project just the final touches and rechecking of the final draft.You let a yawn escape before a knock came in on the door, "Please come in".

"Y/N, you may leave now and I know about the project as Gia already told me. Its okay, I will see to it. Have a great and happy birthday to you"Your boss said with a small smile before closing the door. "Okay, that's weird but today isn't my birthday. Its still 26th and my birthday is on 27th. Maybe he got confused. Anyways, let's go back!" You said to yourself before packing up and leaving the office.

Somehow, the happy birthday was running through your head but you didn't mind. It was almost quarter to 8 when you reached your apartment.On your way, you met your sweet neighbour an old lady in her mid 60s.

"Hello aunty. How are you? How is your health?" You said with a small smile."I am good darling. How are you doing? So, what's the plan for today? Are you going somewhere out?" She said while you gently shook your head. "I am okay but just tired considering I have to complete my project all alone and I don't have any plans."

"Why don't you have one? Its your special day today isn't it" She furrowed her eyebrows. "No, aunty I think you got confused but my birthday isn't today but tomorrow. Anyways, I will take your leave" with that you went towards your home.

While you were unlocking the door, your phone was vibrating. You took it out only to see the number of notifications coming up of 'updating the settings of phone'."You are troubling me alot for the past two days. Mino was right, I should have bought the new phone. Anyways let's get in".

As soon as you entered, the lights that were once off were switched on and song scream of 'Happy Birthday To You' was heard, giving you a good enough reason to have a cardiac arrest."OMG!!! WHAT IN THE WORLD J-"Happiest Birthday Dear!!" Your bestie Gia said with a smile and hugged you tightly followed by your family members. "I hope you loved your surprise!!!" Your parents said with huge smiles on their faces as your other friends and some office workers wished you. "So, that was why Gia you were giving me lame excuse and stuff but why my phone is show-

"We kinda might have done something in your phone though and especially it was already good as dead. It was perfect for us. We had to act crazy and inform almost all people as to not wish a birthday. Why did you think we came from the other route in morning?" Gia and your other friend Kiara said with mischievous smiles.

That's when it hit you as to why did your day seemed weird than before. You were all smiles but then you missed Mino, he wasn't here but at the same time he didn't even call you. Was he also part of the plan? Maybe so that your family can surprise you? You didn't know the answer.

"Thank you everyone! It means a lot. I s-"Nah dear! One major surprise is still left!!!" Your dad said with a small smile. "What is it dad?" You said with a confused look."

You remember how much you were crying and saying that we should shift near in your area or close by?" You had a big smile on your face, "OMG!!! Are you coming.. no, no wait ! Did you already shift in here?""Nah, baby. We still need a few months but we have this two surprises for you!!" Your dad said and shifted slightly enough to make some space for someone to fit in.

That's when he came with a gift in his hand. "Happy Birthday to you~ Happy Birthday to you~ Happy Birthday... Happy Birthday.. Happy Birthday to you~"Your boyfriend Mino came and you ran to him like a mad person. "Mino!!!!" You slightly started crying.

"Happy Birthday my love!!! I love you so much.. I am sorry that I didn't wish you. Me and your family had planned this small surprise but just like dad said that we have some surprises for you, do you wanna see them?"You excitedly nodded your head. "Okay, here we go!" He ruffled your hair. "Okay this is the present from mom and dad!! One of the surprises my bad" opening the top a cute little golden retriever was peaking its head out. "Oh, my god!! Thank you so much!!" You gently hugged the puppy and started kissing it and in return you earned alot of licks.

"Haha, you are do cute. Mino? Where is the other su-A gasp left from your mouth as now Mino was kneeling down with a beautiful diamond ring showcasing its glory was resting in the black box.

"Y/N Y/L/N!!! Its been almost 4 years since we have started dating. We went through all sorts of ups and downs, created alot of beautiful memories, had our own share of fair fights and arguments, have clicked a tons of terrible and embarrassing pictures and have stories. I don't wanna stop this here or maybe in future. I wanna continue this to till our last breath with our own little family. So, my small request is that accept me your beloved husband. Will you marry me?"Tears again started to threaten from your eyes while your parents and friends were hyping up you to say yes.

"Ofcourse, it's a yes Song Min Ho" you brokedown and he gently slipped the ring before kissing your crown. "Your happiness matters to me and I always wanted to be your happiness! You are my everything!!! You matter the most".

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blu-joons · 2 years

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BEST FRIEND WINNER A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Song Minho

A ⇴ ATTENTION

He likes to know that you’re paying attention and so Minho will want your attention more than you want his. You’re the person that he wants to have listening to him the most and caring about what he has to say.

B ⇴ BICKER

You both have your moments when you want your own way, and bicker to let the other person know that too. You can squabble like kids when you both feel really passionate about what you want and try and disagree with the other person that what they want definitely isn’t as good as what you want.

C ⇴ COMFORT

He hates seeing you upset, and although Minho isn’t the best at comforting, he’ll always try his best when it comes to you. Every time when you get upset around Minho, you can expect an arm around your shoulders as he lets you know that he’s there whilst you vent, sob, or anything else that you want to do.

D ⇴ DISAGREEMENTS

Out of the two of you, Minho was the more likely to cause conflict as he had the shorter temper from time to time. He can get a little snappy when he’s getting stressed about work or worrying about the things that he has to do. But you know that once he’s had his snap, Minho will always apologise as he knows that whatever happened between the two of you stemmed from him getting annoyed.

E ⇴ EARLY YEARS

It took a little bit of time for your friendship to build, at the start there was definitely a little bit of awkwardness between the two of you. You weren’t necessarily hesitant around each other, but you wanted to get a better understanding of one another before you completely let your guards down. It was something that you laughed over now as you wondered why either of you ever got so nervous with the other.

F ⇴ FAMILY

Minho’s family were huge fans of yours, mainly because they knew just how much you meant to Minho too. He talked about you fondly and spoke about you with a wide smile on his face too which was what his family needed to know how much he meant to you. As someone that Minho adored, you were someone that his family adored too, even before they met you, their opinions were all so high towards you.

G ⇴ GETTING TOGETHER

Home was usually where you usually hung out, the two of you both just liked to be in the comfort of your own space. You’d sit in the background if Minho was busy doing something or make yourself at home if he decided to nap, just like how he decided to sprawl out to sleep at your home whenever he was there too.

H ⇴ HABITS

The two of you had a habit of forgetting about plans that you’d made with your friends and making plans just the two of you instead. You weren’t fans of the big and loud social occasions that were sometimes arranged, instead you preferred to just stay at home and watch something with food for just you two.

I ⇴ INSIDE JOKES

Your inside jokes were usually funny things that either of you had done around the other person. With the two of you being so comfortable with one another, you had your fair share of mishaps where one of you had tripped or sometimes said the wrong thing that the other person just wouldn’t let you forget.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

He didn’t like anyone threatening his spot as your best friend, and Minho wasn’t afraid to let you know that he was jealous whenever anyone did too. He was good at hiding it around every other person, but for Minho he felt that it would be better to let you know how he was feeling about things. You hated him feeling jealous, and whenever he mentioned it to you, you’d be there to reassure him.

K ⇴ KICKS

Minho got a kick out of making you proud and hearing from you that he had done a good job. He loved the fact that you always hyped up his talents and didn’t let him be humble either, as much as he downplayed how good he was at his work and his hobbies, you refused to let him not realise how skilled he was.

L ⇴ LOVE

He loved how easy things were with you, nothing was ever too much trouble for Minho with you around. He would do anything for you, even if you asked him to get you a glass of water after he’d just sat down from getting one for himself. It was anyone else, he would say no, but when you did so much for him, he was more than happy to do the little things that kept your friendship working so well.

M ⇴ MEETING

The two of you first met when you were at school together, although at the time you remembered not being that close. A few years later you bumped into each other again, and started chatting about your old memories, in the end you exchanged numbers and found yourselves meeting up a lot more thereafter.

N ⇴ NONSENSE

You were definitely one of only a few that Minho let his guard down around. He let go around you because there was no pressure, no one telling him what he could do or not do, and no one judging him either.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Minho was obsessed with how relaxed you were, using you as a calming influence in his life. He took a lot of inspiration from how chilled you were and tried to be as positive as you were as much as he could be.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

The moments that meant the most to Minho were the ones when he could open up to you and get things off of his chest. He confided in you a lot about the things that were going on in his head, mainly because Minho knew that no one understood and offered advice in reply as well as you did for him.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

Your opinion was something that Minho valued a lot and so when he was working on something he would often ask you what you thought. Whether it was music, drawing, or anything else, he loved your view.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

Every year for your birthday, Minho painted you a painting that you could keep, trying his best to paint something that the two of you had done over the year. You were a huge fan of his artwork and never failed to be surprised by the things that he created, treasuring every single year what Minho designed for you.

S ⇴ SUPPORT

If there was one person that Minho could count on to be in his corner, it was definitely you. If he mentioned to you that there was something coming up and that he was nervous about it, you’d make a note and remember to be there for him if you were able to, without telling him in advance that you’d be there.

T ⇴ TRIPS

Usually when you got time off, you both actually loved just taking a trip home. Shutting yourselves away for a while and doing your own things were the only things that the two of you needed. Minho especially loved having you at his place where he was comfortable and hoped that you would be comfortable too.

U ⇴ ULTIMATE

Together the two of you were inseparable, it was known by everyone that the two of you were the best of friends.

V ⇴ VISITS

It brought a smile to his face whenever you decided to Minho when he was being creative. Whether it was music, painting, or anything else, he loved having you there so that he could show you what he was up to.

W ⇴ WISDOM

He tried his best to use his own experiences to be able to offer up the best possible advice that Minho could to you.

X ⇴ XXXX

Usually when the two of you were by yourselves was when you were most affectionate with one another. You didn’t mind sitting close to one another, and definitely wouldn’t be afraid of hugging each other either.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his favourite, the go-to person for Minho was always you.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

The comfort of home is something that Minho loves and so usually he’ll try and get you to go to his place more than take him to your place when you spend the evening together, as that’s definitely Minho’s favourite spot.

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skz317cb97 · 2 years

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Hi! I'm so happy requests are open, I didn't see a guidelines of what you don't write so I'll include something & hope for the best.

I would love for you to write a situation where Lee Know & y/n are having half-asleep, middle of the night sensual love-making missionary style.

Please include praise, hand holding & just downright complete sickly, gross fluff.

Thank you, can't wait to see what you write xx

What Happens at Night...

Minho x female reader

Word count: 2.9k (it's 2990 to be exact and it's killing me that I couldn't find 10 more words to slide in somehere 🤣)

A/N: 18+ only! I hope this is okay and meets expectations. I made sure to put everything you asked for. It's disgustingly fluffy and sweet and you didn't specifically say smut but you mentioned love making and missionary SO... there's definitely smut. Thank you so much for sending this request it really inspired me and I hope you enjoy reading it! Also tagging @seospicybin and @ballelino 😘

Warnings: MDNI 18+ ONLY! Strong language/cursing, Unprotected sex/piv (please use your noodle and wrap your doodle) Cum eating (kinda) Praise/pet names (baby,kitten etc.) Slight Minho dom/MC sub dynamic (if you REALLY squint) There really isn't much as far as warnings on this one I don't think but let me know if I missed something and I'll add it!

You started to stir from your sleep when you felt Minho’s arms sneak around your waist and pull you closer to his body so he could spoon you. Still mostly asleep, you attempted to help him cuddle you by scooting back into his embrace. You woke up a little more when you felt it, his erection pressing against the supple flesh of your ass. You opened one eye half way and looked at the clock. You sleepily groaned a little and yawned as Minho buried his face in your hair and neck, pulling you tighter to him, nuzzling his nose against you like a cat, breathing you in deeply and exhaling. His breath warmly fanning over your skin.

“MHmmm… It’s 2 am Min...” your voice was sleepy. Minho’s fingers gently grazed and trailed along the skin of your tummy. Your hands moved to hold on to his, trying to halt his soft touches that tickled making you squirm and press harder against his aching cock.

“My pretty little kitten is just so gorgeous. You make my cock so hard it hurts baby.” Your eyes still closed you hummed sleepily again loving the compliments and the use of his pet names for you. Giving in just a little you slowly rubbed your ass against his strained dick. His hand came to rest against your hip and guide you as he softly rutted against your plump ass, his breath starting to quicken, coming out silently in warm puffs against your neck and shoulder. Your hand reaching up and back, you threaded your fingers into Minho’s hair as you pressed into him further letting him continue to rub his smooth cock against your ass. You pulled his face closer into your neck and Minho pressed his soft lips against the ticklish spot under your ear. You scrunched your eyes closed tighter and started to giggle but then Minho’s bunny teeth lightly grazed against that same ticklish spot making you let out a quiet breathy moan.

“Kitten, your soft skin feels SO good against my cock. You feel so so good baby, but… I NEED you.” Minho’s lips were pressed to the shell of your ear now as he groaned about his need for you, continuing to steady you with his hold on your hip while slowly thrusting his cock against you. You loved when he told you that. That he needed you, not want, NEED. Like water or air, like he couldn’t live without you. Minho gently suckled at the fleshy part of your ear before taking it lightly between his teeth and giving a little tug. He let go and his lips ghosted your ear again. He whispered like someone unseen may over hear the two of you.

“Are you wet for me beautiful? I bet you’re soaked, aren’t you kitty cat?” Minho’s hand came off your hip and gently took hold of your chin turning your head back towards him, his fingers gently squeezing, squishing your cheeks making your lips pucker out a little. You finally opened your eyes and looked at him quirking an eye brow up. He chuckled.

“Cute kitty.” He pinched your chin between his thumb and finger, tilted your face towards him more, and slid his wet tongue directly into your mouth, softly sucking and biting on your lips as you still gripped his hair and rubbed your ass back against him harder, trying to give him more friction. While you were distracted by Minho’s mouth his fingers traced back down your body in search of your sex. He HAD to know how wet your pussy was for him. He just KNEW you were drenched already. He slipped his hand between your legs and drug his fingers through your folds. Naturally, he was right. You were soaked for him already. Grinding against him was making your pussy leak your arousal profusely. Sensitive to his touch already, you tensed against Minho’s body, fisting his hair a little tighter, grinding your ass against him slowly, moaning into his kiss as he collected your juices on his fingers and parted from your lips just long enough to stick them in his mouth and suck the taste of you off. The sight made you close your eyes again biting at your bottom lip as another flush of arousal pulsed through your core. You pulled Minho into another lazy kiss full of tongue and teeth. You could taste yourself on his tongue as it slid across yours slowly. His wet fingers trailed back down your torso stopping to cup your breast, giving it a light squeeze. He gently pinched and tugged at your nipple rubbing the pads of his fingers over it softly after it hardened and continued his journey to your mound. This time the tips of his fingers pushed passed your slick folds and traced around your clit sending electricity buzzing through your body. You couldn’t resist him anymore. The hand you had threaded into his hair reached down behind you and grabbed his cock lightly squeezing but not stroking it yet.

“God! You’re so hard for me Min.” He was, he always was. Your words were just breaths against his spit slicked lips. His fingers worked over your bundle of nerves and just like everything else you had been doing, it was slow, neither of you in a rush for the climax. You both just relishing in each other’s hold, in your soft touches. You let go of Minho’s dick and licked your hand so you could slide against him easily. You reached back and grabbed his cock again, a little tighter this time, and you focused on pumping the head of his cock in your slick palm. Minho’s fingers left your clit and slid through your soaking cunt to tease your entrance with his fingertips. Well, if he could tease so could you. Gently gripping the head of Minho’s cock, you hooked your pointer finger rubbing the side of your finger softly against the underside of the head of his dick, your stroking movement more from the wrist now as you gently twisted your hand while pulling on his cock. He gasped and moaned against your neck with his eyes screwed shut as he slowly rocked into your palm. He started to leak precum, drops forming on his slit. Every time the head of his cock slipped in between your fingers a little, causing that delicious friction, he thought he was going to explode. You jerking him off slowly from behind like that felt so good, too good. Minho couldn’t take it anymore. He rolled away and out of your grasp just enough to lay you on your back, your arms resting above you, your hair laid out like a halo on your pillow. Minho laid back on his side with his head propped up on one hand. He hooked a leg over yours pressing his dick into the side of your thigh. He placed his free hand, palm down, flat against your sternum where your heart was, right between your breasts. He looked down at you, his brown eyes sparkling even in the dark, he looked at you and he swore to himself he fell in love with you all over again. You were looking up at him with those dreamy bedroom eyes, your face and eyes still a little puffy with sleep, your lips red and swollen already from his kisses and nibbles. You lay there, arms draped on the pillows, chest open, blushing, and exposed, your nipples pebbling from excitement. You were absolutely breath taking and you were his. How?! To him no one would ever compare to you and he knew he was the luckiest man alive to get to have you. Minho could feel your heart beating through your chest. The heart he knew belonged to only him just like he KNEW his would always be yours. He let out a puff of breath in astonishment and laughed a little.

“Fuck.” He whispered, more to himself than anything. You cocked your head a little and furrowed your brow, the little crease between them forming.

“What? What’s wrong?” You asked him softly, sleep still present in your voice. Minho leaned over closer to your face.

“Well kitten… I’m absolutely. Totally. Madly, in love with you.” He gave your lips quick pecks after each word.

“We may need to call the doctors. I think this madness is terminal but what a way to go…” You laughed bringing one of your hands up to push at his chest.

“Oh clown. Hush!” Minho laughed again and leaned down sweetly placing his full lips on yours. Your mouths slotted together perfectly as if made for each other. It was a lingering, loving kiss. One he hoped you could feel the intensity of his love in because he would never be able to put it to words. One of your hands found and cupped his face as you slightly pulled him in to deepen the kiss. When he broke away from your lips you let out a content sigh as your arms went to rest above your head again and Minho moved to kneel between your legs. Both of his hands slid up the sides of your body before pushing up on your breasts, cupping and squeezing them a little harder than he had the last time, his cute bunny teeth tugging at his bottom lip at the sight of your perfect breasts in his hands. He gave them another little squeeze and his hands traveled back down your torso, your skin on fire in their wake goose bumps prickling your skin. Minho held onto your waist as he gently nudged your legs wider with his knee to give him better access to your wet core, the gentle but dominate act soaking your pussy further. Kneeling in front of you he lined himself up with you and slowly rubbed his cock between your folds collecting your wetness. The contact of his dick rubbing against your clit, smearing your essence over it, made you let out a quite gasp of breath. Minho teased your opening with his cock and you squirmed underneath him.

“Oh, kitten are you desperate now? Want me to fill you up? How bad do you want my cock baby?” He continued to slowly rub is cock head around the entrance of your dripping hole making you groan out in frustration.

“Minnieeee, you woke me up to fuck me so… fuck me.” You whined at him. Minho shot that smirk of his and quirked his brow up at you but decided not to tease you further. He leaned over your body propping himself up with one hand, hooking his other arm under one of your legs and pushing it up and out gently before finally easing the head of his cock inside you. The stretch felt unreal as he continued to sink deeper into your heat until he was bottomed out inside you. Once he was buried inside you Minho let go of your leg letting it rest down on the bed again and spread your other leg out for him. His hips pressed firmly into yours as he came down to rest on his elbows, one on each side of you, caging you in, his face hovering closely over your own. His hands found their way to your face and he cupped it in between both of his hands. He gently ghosted soft circles with his thumbs at the hair line by your temples. You closed your eyes and bit at your lip again the gesture painfully sweet. Then Minho slowly drug his throbbing dick out of you before pressing his hips into yours again, deeper than before. You gasped in pleasure.

“God yes Min… just like that baby…” His finger-tips tenderly grazed the soft skin of your face as he pushed any stray hairs away. He wanted the view of how much you loved his cock to be unobstructed. Minho leaned down giving you another soft kiss before he propped himself back up on his hands and started rotating his hips while lazily thrusting into you, his pelvic bone pressed against you, causing delicious friction against your clit. The feeling was indescribable. You held on to him, your hands gently gripping his back, his soft skin on fire under your touch.

“You’re so good for me kitty cat. So wet and warm. I could live buried in your cunt.” His words made your body hum. The back of your thighs rested against the top of Minho’s and you wrapped your legs around his midsection, rocking into him as he slowly thrust himself deeper in and out of you. The tender way he fucked you and how insanely good it felt played with your head. You whimpered under him as you tugged at your lip with your teeth again, your hips pushing into him, meeting him with every push into you. Minho’s pace quickened and he started to hit that soft spot inside you that made your pussy thrum with excitement.

“Fuck Minho. Right there. Mmmmmyes fuck…” Your arms fell against the bed again, your legs still wrapped around him pulling him in as Minho’s hips kept rubbing and pushing into you. He grabbed your hands and thread his fingers between yours before taking them and holding them against the mattress over your head, leaning over you, rocking a bit faster into you as he gently held you down.

“Min… baby… I’m gonna cuumm…” You hummed out the warning but he already knew. Minho knew your body and he could feel your walls closing around his dick tighter with each pump into you. He could feel your drenched pussy coating his cock in your wetness more with every thrust. He gently squeezed your hands that he still had pinned above you, leaning closer to peck your lips again. His full lips ghosted over yours as he began to coach and praise you into your orgasm.

“I know baby… fuck! I know my sweet little kitten… ugh. Feels so good yea? Mhm…let go for me, cum for me love.” You didn’t dare deny his request. Minho pushed hard and deep inside you as your climax took over your body. Your cunt throbbed and tightened as the nerves of your body shot electricity through you, all the way to the tips of your fingers and toes making them go numb and your head buzz. Overwhelming waves of euphoria washed over you caused by Minho’s deep thrusts into you, working you gently through your orgasm. When you arrived back on earth after the out of body experience Minho just gave you, you were met by his big brown eyes watching your face.

“God you’re so gorgeous when you cum kitten. You know that?” Your face flushed in embarrassment at the praise and Minho gave you a little smirk.

“Cute.” He then started chasing his own high pumping into you the fastest he had that night. It was still a fairly lazy pace but it was all he needed, especially once you started talking to him, edging him closer to his climax.

“Min… baby god it’s so big. Fuck me good baby. I want your cum… I NEED it…” You whined and he groaned out at your words. As much as you loved when he said he needed you Minho loved hearing it just as much. He pushed your hands further against the mattress and kissed your lips hungrily as he buried himself deep inside your cunt and came, moaning and panting against your parted lips.

“Yes, pretty thing. Take my cum… fuck. Am I filling you up good baby? Can you feel me inside you kitten? God it’s so much! Such a good girl taking all that cum for me.” He pumped every drop inside you before pulling out. Minho let go of your hands and sat back on his knees, he spread your pussy out and looked at his cum starting to drip out of your hole. He scooped it up with two of his fingers and pushed it back inside.

“Ah ah ah kitty, hold that for me yea? Be a good girl and keep it inside.” He pushed his fingers deeper making you moan out.

“Mmmm yes Minho I’ll be a good girl.” He smiled at the purr of your sweet sleepy voice. He pulled his fingers back out of your hole, bringing them to your mouth and sliding them between your plump lips, letting you suck both of your cum from them. Minho pulled his fingers from your mouth and ran his hands gently up and down your sides soothing and calming your still buzzing body, your eyes started getting heavy again. After a moment when he was certain he had you relaxed completely, he got up and went to the bathroom. Minho cleaned himself up and grabbed a warm wash cloth before coming back and kneeling next to you with the cloth in hand. He looked at you laying there like a blushing angel before going to clean his cum off you.

“Open up for me baby.” His warm hand softly caressed your thigh. Almost half asleep again already you spread your legs for Minho so he could wipe you clean. Once he had he tossed the rag in the hamper at the foot of your bed and crawled back up beside you, pulling you in to be his little spoon again. His hand finding yours and slotting his fingers between. He laid there basking in the warmth and smell of you and he slowly started to fall asleep.

“I love you, Lee Minho.” You squeezed his hand and relaxed completely against him. Minho was so close to sleep he wasn’t certain if your words were a dream or real but regardless, he replied the same way he always did when you said those words to him.

“I love you more kitten.”

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starheirxero · 1 month

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jumpscare :3

- eclipse

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yonemurishiroku · 2 months

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Prompt: Boyfriend Sweater

Guess what i did. hahaha.

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sekaiichis · 23 days

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Manga vs. Anime Clothing Comparisons - Part 9

Onodera Ritsu no Baai - Chapter 6 vs Season 2: Episode 2

Notes:

Kisa's shirt at the start of the episode has been made darker. (This specific anime screenshot has an error in his hair color that is fixed past this point.)

Hatori's tie was changed to have stripes.

The delivery person's outfit has less stars and writing on it.

Takano's shirt was changed to black, and Ritsu's scarf was made a darker color.

Yokozawa's tie was changed to have stripes and his coat was made darker.

Kisa's shirt no longer has a stripe across it.

The fluff on Ritsu's coat hood was made darker.

Takano's scarf was made lighter, his shirt darker, and his coat lighter.

Ritsu's shirt collar was changed to be a different color from the rest of his shirt.

Ritsu's scarf was changed to be darker.

Mino has a completely different outfit at the end of the episode from the manga.

#sekaiichi hatsukoi #sekai ichi hatsukoi #sih #kisa shouta #hatori yoshiyuki #onodera ritsu #takano masamune #yokozawa takafumi #clothing differences

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shintin · 1 year

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The Dark Side of The Sun

↳ Gojo Satoru x Female Reader

One-shot

Summary: It hurt Satoru how Suguru could be his best friend, his companion, and his most trusted person in his life; however, he could turn and become his bitterest enemy who knew how to hurt him by using you, because he was once his closest confidant.

Word count: 5.4 k

Warnings: Jujutsu Kaisen 0 Spoilers, Angst and Fluff, Mild NSFW content.

Notes:

According to Greek mythology, Daedalus, a mythical inventor, created wings made of feathers and wax to escape from Crete, where he and his son, Icarus, were held captive by King Minos. However, Icarus ignored his father's warnings and flew too close to the sun. His wings melted, and he fell into the sea, where he met his end. The saying “don't fly too close to the sun” references Icarus' recklessness and defiance of limitations.

The story's title was suggested by my friend, who believes that we are seeing the dark side of the sun (my beloved Satoru Gojo) here. Yeah, I'm aware of that! It's impossible for the sun to have a dark side! But that shiny yellow ball in the sky doesn't have a best friend named Suguru Geto, does it? As a result, anything is possible.

If Geto had read my story, I would have been executed as the Queen of Monkeys.

Song Recommendation: All I Ask - Adele

You can read my stories on AO3 and Wattpad and talk to me on Discord.

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It was nothing but a dream.

But,

Your lungs didn't expand. Your breaths kept coming in short bursts. A tight feeling spread through your chest, and you could feel your throat closing. You tried to scream, but you couldn't. You thrashed your arms and tried desperately to breathe, but the effort was futile. Your voice was unheard by anyone. Nobody would ever know you were dying, that your chest was filled with blood and pain, and you were in such an unbearable state of agony.

You couldn't breathe, you couldn't, you couldn't breathe—

In a flash, your eyes opened in terror, and you awoke. You were heaving in deep, harsh, gasping breaths, so overcome, so relieved to get oxygen into your lungs that you couldn't speak, couldn't do anything but try to inhale as much as possible. All your body was shaking, and your tremors were clammy, going from hot to cold too fast.

Gasping for breath was all you could do.

Your body was drenched in a cold sweat, your brain swimming in waves of pain. Despite your best efforts, you could not shake the nightmare.

Curses dancing in the streets; sorcerers falling before your eyes; red tulips of blood blooming on the ground, wounds of love all over your body, the smell of death in the air, his dead body in a corner, and then blood again.

It was just a dream. It was just a dream. It was just a dream; you kept telling yourself.

You shook your head to blot out your thoughts but immediately noticed your mistake. Your mind was still dense and foggy, bathed in confusion. You blinked slowly, timidly, but no matter how far you forced them to open, you couldn't seem to take in any light. In silence, you stared up at the blank ceiling. It took you too long to figure out you had woken up in the middle of the night.

A sharp gasp.

It was you, your voice, your breath, your heartbeat. Where was your head? Why did it get so heavy? You tried to clear the haze and remember, but parts of you were still numb, such as your teeth and toes and the gap between your ribs. Hmm?!

You felt strange and slow, like wandering around in the mud, as if your bones had been filled with lead.

God damn it! Neither your head nor your shoulders had ever felt heavier.

You wondered whether it was the last drop of the hangover still haunting your veins. You shouldn't have drunk that much last night, but how were you supposed to stomach your dear brother, Suguru declaring war against Jujutsu High?

Idiot!

He left everything behind just because he believed his impossible ideas would become possible if he were stronger.

Then, a series of events followed.

He was accused of killing your parents, but of course, you didn't believe it. There was no way he would hurt jujutsu sorcerers. Despite his failure, he was honorable, and you hoped he would find a way back.

Years and years passed, and for you, he became a drop of water in a desert—rare and precious. Until he showed up after ten fucking years only to throw a bunch of threats, let's curse each other on the night parade of hundred demons and cursed spirits on your face. Clearly, he had changed. Having seen his tone firsthand, you can attest to its coldness. He no longer cared about you or his once best friend because he had formed a new, better family. It seemed as though you were dead to him when you refused to leave Shinjuku with him.

Suguru thought you betrayed him by staying with Satoru, by choosing the death of your own kind over non-sorcerers or monkeys, as he referred to them. And once again, your eyes watched him walk away until no trace of him remained.

Deja vu.

Asshole! You don't need to reach the sun to enjoy its warmth! We can solve the—

Hang on a minute! Something didn't feel right. How come you were in the infirmary? Why was this gauze stretched tight across your palm?

As far as your memory helped, you didn't get injured while exorcising Suguru's souvenirs. Huh, fucking alcohol! You scoffed.

You thought it wouldn't hurt, so gingerly, you began to remove the bandages, but as soon as your finger touched it, you shuddered unintentionally. You felt so solid with blood and bones, and suddenly, you were freezing. Your skin was cold rubber against the metallic bed.

The cold, the metal, the pain, and the delirium all confused you.

Another sudden jolt to your senses, and you were more alert, more yourself. Panic erased your illusions for a single moment of clarity, and you were able to push yourself up on one of your elbows, head spinning, eyes wild as they scanned the darkness.

The wind was gnawing at the window, straining against the walls. A far-off light caught your eye. How come there were lights out there like Christmas? People! You shook your head. The rain was falling on the roof like popcorn against a pane of glass. The sky was pissed, as if the world was torn apart.

You were about to lie back down, worn out, when you saw something move.

Someone placed a blanket on you, and you inhaled sharply, confused, trying to make sense of the person. The face was warped like you saw it from underwater and swam toward it, trying, trying till your chin fell against your chest as you lost the battle.

"Drink this," the voice said. It was clear but kind of vibrant, resonating through the walls. Your ears kept buzzing. You squinted to see the face but felt dizzy suddenly, disoriented.

You couldn't keep your head straight, so without question, you grabbed the cup with your other hand and gulped the water quickly, surprised by your own thirst. When you started to feel normal, you looked at the person's face.

You saw Satoru.

He stood at a distance, eyes red-rimmed, bloodied clothes rumpled on his body. He stared at you with an unmasked look of sadness that startled you. It wasn't anything like him. Satoru would rarely stop grinning or smirking. You would think he had been crying if you didn't know him any better.

God damn you, Suguru!

He didn't blink, his hands in fists pressed into his thighs. His eyes had tragedy and beauty, something stoical which refused to be moved. He stood and stared at your pale face and your eyes. Your once bright eyes were weary, tortured, bottomless.

You didn't know what was going on in his brain, but you couldn't stomach the look on his face, the dreadful, awful pain he made no effort to conceal.

You felt like you should say something to make it right.

"Are you mad at Suguru?" you asked, forcing yourself to smile.

Satoru's eyes got widened, and he barely shook his head. He only stared at you; somehow, his reaction wasn't enough. You wavered and frowned as you looked at him.

He felt his lungs malfunction. His mind was ravaged. Hysteria had been clawing at his insides for hours now. He had no idea what you would tell him or how you would react upon seeing him. He was horrified by what was going to happen next.

"We'll find a way to deal with him."

Blood rushed through Satoru's veins, hot and fast. What? What was happening? Why did you say that? He took a step back. He seemed petrified, looking at you like he wasn't sure how to act.

"Hey," you said sweetly. "Suguru is like that, you know. Maybe I should talk to him."

He looked up, stunned, his blue eyes round. His Adam's apple bobbed in his throat. Had you forgotten? You insisted on having a conversation with him. Yesterday. That's how you got here. It seemed he was serious when he said his family was no exception. How dare he! It hurt him how Suguru could be his best friend, his companion, and his most trusted person in his life, however, he could turn and become his bitterest enemy who knew how to hurt him by using you, his own sister, because he was once his closest confidant. The worstl betrayal.

"I was worried for nothing last night. I wish I'd listened to you," you said. You tried to smile again, convincing him that it wasn't the end of the fucking world if your brother had made empty promises and you'd quaffed a bottle or two. After all, special occasions require special celebrations. Huh!

But Satoru seemed incapable of speaking. All he could think about was what he had to say to you and how you might react. There was a small, desperate hope in his heart that was trying to be optimistic about the outcome.

Maybe you would understand.

He swallowed hard, stared at the floor, and you were suddenly compelled to ask a question. "Are you alright?"

When his eyes became abruptly glassy with emotion, when his shoulders trembled, even as he tried to hold himself still, you felt your own bones rattled.

Something terrible had already happened, or something terrible was on the verge of happening.

You tried to crawl out of bed and failed. It was as though two anvils were sitting on your knees, everything heavy, messy, confusing, and exhausting, and you couldn't but discern the general circumstances of your situation.

Vertigo flushed across your face, and pain gripped your mind, a vague realization that you had left something overlooked. Dusty emotions quivered within you. You couldn't even remember what you had forgotten. It was too hard to pay attention to something other than his burning eyes.

"Why are you standing there?"

"I…I—Y/N," he said, his voice husky with restraint as he watched you. His eyes dug into you as if to make sure you were still yourself. He only eased when you stepped into the sea of blue in his eyes, dived right in, and drowned. Yet, it felt like someone had punched a fist into his lungs and snatched up all his oxygen.

You slowly extended your hand to him to take it and tried not to betray your dizziness and nausea.

"It's gonna be okay," you heard yourself say, but the words sounded distant, disconnected from your lips. You felt numb, like your arms had been hollowed out.

Satoru looked unconvinced, yet he was breathing extra hard and trying not to show it. His hands kept clenching and unclenching.

There was glue all over his tongue, stuck to his teeth, his lips, and the roof of his mouth, and he couldn't speak. He couldn't move. He was pretty sure he just had a seizure or an aneurysm or heart failure or something equally as terrible, but he couldn't explain any of this to you because he couldn't move his jaw even a bit.

No one ever imagined he could be so sad, so human, and vulnerable, but it was there. It was right there. Raw, written across his face like it had been ripped out of his chest.

After all, the man blamed himself for everything. This was a burden he was born to carry—the guilt.

The pain was so plain on his face that it was killing you. You felt it. You felt it was killing you.

"What's wrong?" You asked and studied his eyes; your gaze locked onto him as if trying to read him for clues. But he broke the connection too soon. He looked as if he might speak, but he changed his mind. He took a deep breath, tightening his lips to keep the words from escaping.

You gently held his hand, brushing it with your thumb as his pleasant, masculine scent filled your head, and you breathed him in almost unwillingly. It was painful to be so close and far away from him. You wanted to bridge the gap between your bodies desperately. You wanted to press your lips on every part of him and savor the fragrance of his skin and the strength of his libs. You wanted to be enveloped in the warmth and assurance of his body. It was like you had died and found your way back to him.

"We're going to get through this together." You looked so deeply into his eyes that he was surprised he hadn't cracked under secrets and lies.

You didn't remember.

"I have to talk to you," he said quietly, still looking at you as if he was trying to find something, like searching for an answer to an un-asked question.

You felt your stomach flip. Your instincts told you to panic. "Is everything okay?"

It took him long to answer, "I don't know."

You stared at him, confused. His words were just a whisper, but something wobbled through your skull. Your mind spoke in a thousand different languages that you couldn't comprehend. Satoru was so close; he was so close, and you couldn't care less about any of it. You felt neither your pain, coldness, or emptiness of the room because you felt only him, everywhere, filling everything. You disregarded the warnings from your brain.

You struggled to your feet, and when Satoru met your eyes again, he took a sudden, sharp breath. You were so close he could feel your exhalation against his chest.

There was something off about you, and he could turn his Infinity on to avoid what was about to happen, but when it came to you, Infinity, what? His entire life revolved around you, days and nights, for years. You knew every inch of his insides and outsides, and if you thought he deserved it, then he believed this was the way to die.

An overwhelming urge to kiss you overtook him, and he thought about it for a moment. Just the idea sent a thrill into his spine, a dizzying feeling that inspired his mind to jump too far, too fast. He could picture it with terrifying clarity.

His gaze swept across your face, down your neck and arms, and stopped at your waist. The memory of his kisses along your torso, his hands exploring your back, your bare legs, the backs of your thighs, his fingers hooking around the elastic band of your underwear, your soft—

Oh.

It was like you could see into his thoughts. You grazed his bottom lip with your thumb, tracing the shape of his mouth. His lips parted even though he asked them not to. You stepped closer. He tried to move, but your hand slipped behind his neck and tightened. He shook his head desperately, but the sensation was so comfortable that you could no longer feel the strange creak in your bones, the ache in your heart.

"You said you wanted to talk to me, right?"

"Yes," he said, mumbling the word. "Yes." He felt dazed.

"Can it wait?"

He didn't know what came over him.

Desperation.

Desire.

Fear.

Love.

It hit him with a painful force, the reminder of what he had done. Then he looked at you, standing in front of him, a question in your eyes, and he couldn't think of anything but how much he wanted you in his life.

"Yes, of course," he said quickly. "Of course, it can wait."

You smiled and met him here, at this moment, in an instant, then kissed him without restraint, without hesitation, and clutched your arms around his neck.

His dark uniform was all blood, while your hospital gown all white, making the scene even more surreal.

His mind was blown, lost in an emotional surge, but he backed away. His heart was pounding fiercely in his chest. He barely remembered what he was trying to do. This wasn't right. Not right now. Not when he—

You stepped forward, stood on tiptoe, and reeled him in, all warmth, heat, and sweetness. You pressed your lips to his. For a moment, he wanted to pull you against him, get drugged by the feel of you, but he didn't. He tried to break the kiss, but you held him tighter, even as you continued to kiss him, even as you touched the secrets of his body through the dirty fabric.

Soon, the whiteness and redness mingled on your gown, but you didn't care. It never occurred to you to ask whose blood was that. Why should you question it, when as a sorcerer, you were born into blood, midway through death and hell?

Seconds later,

A zippered sound and the jacket was on the floor.

He felt your hands on his arms, and he held his breath. It was wrong, but he never moved an inch. He didn't object as your hands dropped to his waist to caress the material attempting to cover his body. Your fingers grazed the skin of his lower back, right underneath the hem of his shirt, and he lost count of the times his heart skipped a beat.

Your lips were soft, still slightly parted, and now the air in the room was too tight, too full of cotton. He felt the blood pouring into his head, encroaching on every rational region of his mind.

He wanted someone to remind him what he had done, what he had to do. But he had lost his goddamned mind.

He could drown at this moment, and he would never regret it. He could catch fire from this kiss and happily turn to ashes. He could live here, die here, right here, against your hips, your lips, in the emotion in your eyes as you sank into him, your heartbeats indistinguishable from his.

This. Forever. This.

He realized at this point that this was probably the last time he would ever get to feel your love. This may never happen again. The memory of his betrayal would never allow you to forgive him.

He thought again; maybe you would understand. You had been through so much together. You had overcome so much. It may be possible to overcome this as well.

The lines of your bodies merged. It was wave after wave of ice and heat, melting and catching fire. His mouth was on your skin, his strong arms surrounding you with love and warmth.

His muscles were taut, his body rock solid against yours. He had one hand around the back of your neck, the other around the back of your thigh, wrapping you together, overwhelming you with pleasure.

There was something wild and beautiful in him today, something you couldn't explain in the way he touched you, the way his fingers lingered along your shoulder blades, down the curve of your back, like you might evaporate at any moment, like he had to have you, like this might be the last time you would ever touch, and he was dying to memorize the feel of your lips against his own.

You closed your eyes.

Let go.

You lost track of time.

You lost track of your mind.

You only knew you wanted this forever.

The pain twitched your senses, but you couldn't let go of him. You wanted him closer, impossibly closer, because you had never felt so secure, loved, or protected as here, in the intimate fusion of your bodies.

He kissed you again and again, deep and urgent. He could no longer afford to lose time. There was so much he wanted, and there weren't enough years. He had a hundred million kisses and wanted to give them all to you.

He kissed your top lip.

He kissed your bottom lip.

He kissed just under your chin, the tip of your nose, the length of your forehead, both temples, your cheeks, and all across your jawline.

His hands seized the length of your back, memorizing every curve of your figure. He kissed your neck, your throat, and the slope of your shoulders.

He was saying something to you, running his hands down your body. His words were soft and hopeless, silky against your ear, and you could hardly hear him over the sound of your heart beating against your chest. But you could see it, when the muscles in his arms strained against his skin as he fought his thoughts to stay here, with you.

He gasped loudly, squeezing his eyes shut as he reached out, grabbing a fistful of your hair. You turned your face into his chest, trailing your nose up the line of his neck and breathing him in.

"I love you," you whispered and glanced at him from below.

"Y/N—" he said, and something broke inside him.

You loved these quiet, vulnerable moments. These brackets of time stapled between dreams and reality were your favorites.

Slow motion.

Satoru was so still. So unguarded. His face was smooth, his brow unfrowned, his lips wondering whether to part.

The First seconds after he opened his eyes were the sweetest. Some days you were lucky enough to look up before he did. You knew everything about him that mattered, and today, something was different. Today you watched him stir. Today when he opened his eyes, he looked suddenly disoriented. He blinked and looked around, backtracking too quickly as if he wanted to run and didn't remember how.

Today something was wrong.

And when you took his chin in your hand, he turned away. When you kissed his cheek, his neck, and the hard line of his jaw, he closed his eyes, and something inside him thawed; something broke loose in his bones. And when he opened his eyes again, he looked terrified.

You felt sick to your stomach.

"What is it?" you asked, your words scarcely making a sound. "What happened?"

He shook his head.

"Is it me?" Your heart was pulsating. "Did I do something wrong?"

His eyes went wide. "No, no, Y/N—" he said and gripped the back of his head, looking at the ceiling.

"Then why won't you look at me?"

He met your eyes, and you couldn't help but marvel at how much you loved his face, even now. He was so conventionally handsome, so remarkably beautiful. His eyes were an impossible shade of blue. Bright. Blinking. Then there was something in them that stung your heart.

And then—

"I have to tell you something," he said quietly, looking down. He lifted a hand to touch you, and his fingers trailed down the side of your torso. Delicate. Terrified.

He hesitated for too long. Exhaled. He dragged his hand across his mouth and his chin, down the back of his neck. Then, he stared at his hands, waiting for the part where someone would tell him this wasn't real. But he had woken up to discover all his nightmares weren't just bad dreams.

He was a horrible, self-serving, pathetic monster. He did what he could avoid. He knew better, and he did it anyway. You couldn't have known. You could never have known what it would be like to really suffer at Suguru's hands. You were innocent to the depth of it, of the cruel reality of it. Yet, he didn't hesitate to step on you when you stood against him, when you tried to protect the students. He wounded you easily, someone from his own bone and blood. No mercy was left in his heart, and he had to be stopped.

"I didn't want to do it," he said, breathless, his fingers pushing a stray strand of hair away from your face while leaning his forehead to yours and cupping your face. "But I had to."

Silence.

No other words.

You were scared.

Every instinct in your body was telling you to run.

But you couldn't. You were frozen.

"Satoru." You were about to call his name, but something about this stretch of silence confused you. Something about this moment and the feel of his name on your tongue were unlocking other parts of your brain. Something was pushing and pulling at your skin, trying to remind and tell you.

Suddenly, the truth slapped you in the face; it punched you in the gut and threw you right into the ocean. Your brain was screaming, raging against what you slightly remembered.

Your brother's dead body. Satoru standing beside him. Blood splashes on the wall.

It couldn't be true. You shook your head. Satoru would never harm him. He would never hurt you.

Your bones were full of ice. Your entire being wanted to vomit. This feeling, this overwhelming feeling of absolute self-loathing, remained in your throat as a slice of a knife too sharp, too thick, too deadly to keep you steady.

You pulled yourself out of his arms, and Satoru knew it. He didn't need six eyes to read the hatred written all over your face.

"It wasn't a dream," you managed to whisper, your eyes unfocused, remembering. Your head was swamped by confusion. Broken images filled your mind: blood and death.

"Suguru," you choked on his name.

"Y/N, please—"

"Oh, God." You covered your mouth with one hand and stared, unblinking, at the wall. You didn't know what to say. You didn't know what you could ever say. A wave of pain inundated your body so rapidly that you didn't even realize you were shaking until you had to grab the footboard for support.

This was the source of the agony that had been drowning him. He had murdered his best friend, your only family.

You should have known when he appeared in the room, standing there, waiting for something to explode, when you couldn't pinpoint it. This was the data you were missing.

Maybe, part of you did, but you tried so hard to repress the memories of yesterday that you refused to believe it could be possible. Because a part of you didn't want to remember, a part of you was too scared to lose hope. A part of you didn't know if it would make any difference to know that it was him, after all—the one who ended his life.

You stared at him openly, every sensation amputated, your pain a distant scream disconnected from your body. You felt the strength rush out of you, leaving you weak in the knees.

Disgust was an insult to the level of aggression at the moment.

All you could think was that you were dying. You were six feet under and searching for a window when someone poured lighter fluid into your hair and lit a match on your face.

You felt your bones inflamed.

Then, you started shaking.

Satoru was already trying to grab you, he was already trying to stop you, he was begging you not to do what he thought you were going to do, and you told him to stay the fuck away from you. You told him to get lost, but he reached for you, pleading with his eyes, and you were tempted for a second to stay here, right next to him, but you slipped out.

Tears spilled fast down your face, you blinked and blinked, but the world was a mess. You wanted to laugh because all you could think was how horrible and beautiful it was, that eyes blurred the truth when you couldn't stand to see it.

You looked as though you had been scooped out from the inside like someone had spooned out all the organs you needed to function, and you were left with nothing, just emptiness, just complete and utter disbelief.

It happened swiftly, a sudden, brief paralysis of your limbs.

The floor was hard.

You knew this as a fact because it was suddenly pressed against your face. Satoru was trying to help you, but you screamed and slapped his hands away because you knew the truth. You must already know it because you could feel the revulsion bubbling up and unsettling your insides. You were horizontal and somehow still tripping over, and holes in your head were tearing open. You saw spots, and you weren't sure you were even alive.

You wanted to speak, to accuse Satoru, to blame him, to call him a murderer, but you could say nothing, could form nothing but sounds so pitiful you were almost ashamed of yourself.

Your body, your blood, and your brain had been frozen in place, seizing in some kind of sudden, uncontrollable paralysis that had spread through you so quickly you couldn't seem to breathe. You were wheezing in deep, strained inhalations, and the walls wouldn't stop swaying before you.

You had collapsed in the corner, curled into yourself, knees pulled up to your chest, arms wrapped around your legs, your head buried in your arms, and you were shaking.

He had never, ever seen you look like a child before. Never, never once, ever. Not in all the time he had known you. But now, you looked just like a little girl. Scared. Vulnerable. All alone.

Satoru fell to his knees before you and listened to the most excruciating, ear-splitting agony ripping through you.

He knew you didn't want to see him right now. He knew you were going to scream if he reached out. But he had to try. He touched your arms so gently. He ran his hand down your back, your shoulders. And then he dared to wrap himself around you until you slowly broke apart, unfolding in front of him.

"Why? Why did you do it? You'd promised me to let him go." You hit his chest, your taps softer than petals for him.

"He hurt you," he whispered in desperation, more tears waving in the ocean of his eyes. But you couldn't listen. Your ears had finished functioning; your heart had just expired; your mind had gone to hell for the day, and your eyes, your eyes, you thought they were bleeding.

You lifted your head. "It hurts," you said. You didn't speak at all; you just expelled letters through your lips. Your eyes were astonishing, shining with barely restrained emotions, your face a reflection of so much grief

He tried to hold you closer, to keep you together by sheer physical force, but your head fell to his lap. He bent over you instinctively, shielding your body with his own. He pressed his cheek to your forehead and kissed your temple. And then you broke, shaking violently, shattering in his arms, a million gasping, choking pieces he was trying so hard to hold together. He would hold you forever, just like this, until all the pain, torture, and suffering were gone.

"Make it stop," you whispered. It was just words, stupid and simple, but an earthquake hit Satoru's heart, then cracked it right down the middle. He tilted his head and wiped his eyes with the heels of his hand.

"Please, Satoru." You glanced at him just long enough to see the hurt in his eyes.

Satoru swallowed hard, looking at you like he wanted to say something, struggling to find the words, but nothing. He lowered his head, and for one split second, you saw the shine of emotions that you had seen in his eyes when Yaga told him that Suguru had left the school and murdered 122 non-sorcerer, including your parents.

You were always welcomed here, in the shadow of his pain, in the rhythm you remembered. He really did kill all those people, and it was here, above your imaginary clouds, that you finally understood Suguru. He, too, like Icarus, had felt the sun's warmth and was tempted to fly close to it and burnt himself. Now his ashes had no home to house.

You wanted to caress Satoru's face and tell him that it wasn't his fault, but everything you wanted to say and everything you had wished to say fell to the floor and scrambled upright.

Your words were balloons that fell in love with a pushpin that got too close and ruined them forever.

You closed your eyes and felt the weight of loss and surrender settle deep within you. Your bones shifted, rearranging to make room for these new hurts.

You felt like you had stepped outside of yourself. Like your body was on the floor, you watched as Satoru's leaned and kissed your forehead one last time, then his two fingers touched your forehead and stopped your bones from fracturing.

You were so warm now, warm and tired, drowning again in strange dreams and distorted memories. You felt like you were swimming in quicksand, and the harder you pulled away, the more quickly you were devoured. All you could think was that you felt an odd relief in the dark and dusty corners of your mind.

The blackness buried you in its folds.

Art is not mine.

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just-some-random-blogger · 9 months

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kpop masterlist

🍓 = fluff themes

❄️ = angst themes

🚧 = smut themes

🤸‍♀️ = slice of life / bish idek what theme this is

🚀 = crack fic themes

🎩 = dark and/or violent themes

🏩 = genre fic, i.e. mystery, horror, fantasy, etc

🍳 = slow burn

🦕 = personal favorite

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A.C.E.

Memory | 🍓❄️🦕 Kim Byeongkwan x Reader + Park Junhee x Reader (University AU) [Blurb]

Ateez

Only One | 🍓❄️❄️❄️🍳🦕 CEO!Choi San x Reader

BigBang

It’s An Act [WBU I] | ❄️ Choi Seunghyun (TOP) x Reader

Smoke | 🍓🤸‍♀️ Choi Seunghyun (TOP) x Reader

BTS

Runaway | 🍓❄️🏩 Mafia!Kim Seokjin (Jin) x Reader (Mafia AU) Preview 1 2 3 4 x

Mah Boyfriend | 🍓🍓🤸‍♀️🦕 Jung Jungkook x Idol!Reader

BTOB

Hidden Heart | 🍓🍓🍓🤸‍♀️🚀🍳 Lee Minhyuk (HUTA) x Idol!Reader [Headcanon]

Day6

A University Dilemma | 🤸‍♀️ Kang Younghyun (Young-K) x Reader (Univeristy AU)

What A Joke | ❄️ Kang Younghyun (Young K) x Reader + Park Jaehyung x Reader (University AU) [Blurb]

So... Haha... I Like You | 🍓🦕 Park Jaehyung x Reader (Fake Dating AU)

EXO

Wheel Of Fortune | 🍓🍳🚀 Park Chanyeol x Reader [Headcanon]

Welcome To The Jungle | 🚀🚀🚀🏩 Park Chanyeol & Oh Sehun (Jungle AU)

Maybe We Still Have A Shot [WBU III] | 🍓🍓🏩 CatHybid!Oh Sehun x Reader (University AU)

Unrequited Attraction | 🚧🏩🍳🦕 Mafia!Kim Jongdae (Chen) x Retail Worker!Reader

Color Palette | 🍓 Byun Baekhyun x Reader [Blurb]

Brown Leaves | 🍓 Kim Jongin (Kai) x Reader (University AU)

GOT7

One Million In One Day | 🍓🍓❄️❄️🍳 Sugar Daddy!Jackson Wang x Reader Preview ~ Alternate Moodboard ~ Moodboard Teaser 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Car Rides | 🍓 Jackson Wang x Reader [Blurb]

Juice Box | 🍓🚀🏩🦕 Kunpimook Bhuwakul Bambam x Reader [Blurb] (Pre-Schooler AU)

Somewhere In Between | ❄️❄️Civil Engineer!Park Jinyoung x Reader + Architect!Henry Lau x Reader

Trading Secrets | 🍓🍓 Kim Yugyeom x WangSis!Reader

JYJ

Winning Losses | ❄️ Kim Jaejoong x Idol!Reader

Monsta X

Introspect | 🍓🤸‍♀️ Lee Jooheon x Reader [Blurb]

Letting Off Steam | 🤸‍♀️ Lee Hoseok (Wonho) x ArtStudent!Reader (University AU)

NCT

Seventeen

December Dates | 🍓🚀 bf!Seventeen x Reader [Headcanon]

The Stroke Of Midnight | 🍓❄️🏩🦕 Mafia!Kwon Soonyoung (Hoshi) x Reader

Here's My Problem: I Can't Get You Out Of My Head | ❄️❄️❄️🎩🎩🎩🏩🍳🦕 Detective!Jeon Wonwoo x Actress!Reader

10 Ways To Get Over Gyu | 🍓❄️❄️❄️🍳🍳🦕 Kim Mingyu x Reader + others (Childhood AU)

Half Of My Heart | 🍓❄️🤸‍♀️🍳 Kim Mingyu x Reader + Jeon Wonwoo x Reader (CEO AU)

On A Thread | ❄️❄️ CEO!Joshua Hong (Hong Jisoo) x Nurse!Reader

SF9

A Final Offering | 🍓🍓❄️🏩🦕 Deity!Kim Inseong & Child!Reader + Baek Juho (Zuho) x Mom

What Does It Mean? | 🍓❄️🤸‍♀️ Kim Inseong x Reader + Lee Jaeyoon x Reader (University AU)

16th Floor | 🍓🤸‍♀️ Kim Seokwoo (Rowoon) x Reader (Office AU)

SHINee

Understand This |❄️ Choi Minho x Reader I Don’t Understand [Understand This II] | ❄️ Choi Minho x Reader

It’s All A Big Joke [WBU II] | ❄️ Lee Taemin x Reader

Th-that’s Not | ❄️❄️🚧🦕 Lee Taemin x Reader Regrets [Th-that’s Not II] | ❄️ Lee Taemin x Reader

Angel Bride | ❄️🚧🏩🦕 Pirate!Lee Taemin x Reader

Noona, You're So Pretty | 🍓 Lee Taemin x Noona!Reader

Stray Kids

Professional Boundaries | 🍓❄️🚧🦕 CEO!Bang Chan x Pre-School Teacher!Reader + CEO!Hwang Hyunjin x Pre-School Teacher!Reader 1 2 3 4

Bootylicious | 🍓🚀 Bang Chan x Idol!Reader

Super Junior

The Soup | 🍓🍓🚀🚀 SuJu x SuJu Maknae!Reader [Headcanon]

Secrets Of A Maknae | 🍓🚀🚀 Kim Heechul x SuJuMaknae!Reader

The Boyz

Gentle With Me | 🍓🍓🤸‍♀️ Lee Sangyeon x Reader

TVXQ!

Pitter-Patter | 🍓 Jung Yunho (U-Know) x Reader (Pre-School Teacher AU)

The Art Of Deception | ❄️🎩🏩 Shim Changmin x Reader (Secret Agent/Spy AU)

TXT

Forget About It | 🍓❄️🤸‍♀️🍳🦕 Choi Soobin x Reader (University AU)

WINNER

I’m Not Playing | 🍓❄️❄️ Gangster!Song Minho (Mino) x Reader 1 2 3

#masterlist #kpop masterlist

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tagidearte · 5 months

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Wip Lineart of "Bull of Pasiphae", a fluff retelling where the minotaur Asterion is not thrown into the labyrinth.

Minos passes away after upsetting Poseidon a second time, leaving Pasiphae to rule Crete. Asterion grows alongside his siblings (and becomes, ironically, a mama's boy) and receives his education, as well as battle training. When Theseus inevitably arrives in Crete, he's surprised to see there is no beast staring back at him, but a man with the most unusual attributes. The two still duel, in a less lethal way, and due to his training Asterion is actually be able to overpower the still young hero.

His looks are based on the representations of Minoan men seen at Knossos (Minoan men had the best hairstyle of all of history, so I wasn't going to pass the opportunity). Raised mostly by his mother and her maids, as well as spending most of his time with his sister Ariadne, led me to attempt to balance his predominantly masculine physique with a softer feminine touch.

#asterion #bull of minos #minotaur #asterius #greek mythology #art #lineart #villain.jpeg #character design #wip #artists on tumblr

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cupofchan · 1 year

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soft moments with lee know

lee know x gn! reader

domestic au ; established r/s ; fluff ; a teaspoon of poetry ; a tablespoon of cuteness ; abstract

little banters that made you feel so blessed to have him in your life because it’s cute. annoyingly cute.

“what are you looking at?”

you tried to take a peek at his phone but minho was quick to scoot back towards the cushion with his phone up his face.

“nothing.”

“something i’m not supposed to know?”

you watch his lips hesitate against the plastic straw, his nose doing a little scrunch as if he’s trying to pick the best answer to your question. you wonder how this very man, who looks so innocent and adorable each time he did that, could also kill you if you were to bop his nose upon reflex. not that he would, but who knows what he would do and that’s kind of scary too.

“it’s okay i got it.”

you sighed, a small grin making its way up your face as you got up to clear the leftover pastries. minho watch in amusement, a soft hum left his lips as he finally put his drink down.

“it’s a surprise for me right? that’s why i’m not supposed to know but i’ll know it eventually, you know?”

“i know?”

he questioned back with a furrowed brow to exaggerate his expression.

“lee know?”

the two of you exclaimed at the same time. it was so unplanned, yet still expected of an exchange when you two almost always say it when whoever goes ‘i know?’ after a ‘you know?’.

minho chuckled at the way you were laughing so hard you could barely breathe.

“oh my god—”

you burst into another fit of laughter when your eyes met his hazel brown ones, which disappeared behind his smile at the endearing sight of you laughing so earnestly.

to be honest, he didn’t think this joke would last that long when he first started, but if it makes you happy i guess he wouldn’t mind keeping it up for now.

“stop—this needs to stop, babe.”

you take a deep breath, a silly smile dangling on your lips when minho walked over to where you stood.

“but you’re the one who started this.”

“oh really?”

you eyed him with a little finger swirling in front of his face until he tried to take a bite so you curled it immediately. yet, he still have the nerve to bite your folded knuckle.

“yah!”

mino tilted his head up at you as if asking for a challenge, but all you did was smile sweetly as you plant a quick kiss to his lips.

“nothing~”

he chuckled defeatedly, a playful frown tugging the corner of his lips as he squished your cheeks together with his fingers. even he wondered how someone like you could be so adorable and yet annoying at times. was he like that as well? was that why you two get along so well?

all he know was that he very much wouldn’t mind spending many more nonsensical days together with you.

“and for today’s vlog, we have a wild panda on loose!”

“are you calling me a panda?”

“oh wow! this panda can talk, say hi~”

“yah lee minho!”

“i think this panda needs to learn some manners. should we catch it and bring it to the zoo? what do you think stay?”

having had enough of this nonsense, you covered the camera with your hand while laughing at this ridiculous conversation that he started from nowhere.

“stop it, i’m not even supposed to be in the vlog.”

“it’s not like they don’t know who you are.”

minho grabbed your hand off the lens and interlaced your fingers with his instead.

“see this?”

he panned down to the sweet gesture before bringing it up to show how embarrassed you look at the moment.

“i’m dating a panda!”

“and i’m dating a rabbit!”

you tried your best to play along but the moment he snorted at your finger gun, you can’t do it anymore.

“just open the door babe, please…”

you squatted down with your face buried in your hands as you feel your soul slipping deeper into hell.

between fits of laughter, minho was still filming you as he peeked out from the driver’s seat.

“what’s the magic word~”

“thank you very much!”

you beamed a hopeful smile when you looked up, only to have him click his tongue in return.

“ani~ three set aegyo let’s go~”

you made the biggest frown you could master, your eyes literally pleading for him to cut it out but all he did was widening his eyes back at you cheekily.

“pali hae~”

this man. this oh so lovable man. your man, in fact.

“okay fine,” you groaned, clearing your throat while mentally preparing yourself. if he wants to do this, he better don’t regret making you do it.

“minho ah~ a bunny came down from the sky~”

“yah—”

he knew it. the moment you had that glint of mischief sparkling in your eyes, he for sure knew you had something up your sleeve.

“umchichi umchichi~”

“y/n-ssi—”

“umchi umchi~”

mino tried to pull the camera away but you quickly brought your face closer as you finished it off.

“aing <3 ~”

you winked with the cutest smile that had him grinning like a fool as he pushed your face away.

“yah what are you doing? we’re going to be late for the show if you don’t hurry up and get in.”

he huffed, as if he wasn’t the one that made y’all waste time in the first place. as embarrassing as it was to do that, it was definitely worth it.

“i wonder who started it?”

you hummed, getting into the passenger seat and leaned close to him before he start the car.

“who else?”

he backed away, only to have your smile widened at the growing shades of red on the tip of his ear.

“who else but my one and only baby~”

you whispered softly in his ears, trying to tease him as much as you could now before he do something crazy—but he already did. he stepped on the accelerator all of a sudden and you flew back to your seat with no warning. minho literally put you back in your place.

“i think you hang out too much with hannie. we need to have a talk.”

you laughed, putting your seatbelt on as he drove out of your apartment. you know he was joking, but it still feels kind of endearing.

“what to do? he’s always around when i visit you. he could even be our child by now.”

the face minho made upon registering what you had just said was the best one ever in awhile. the way he almost side-eyed you while his mouth contorted in disgust.

“to be honest, he feels more like my rival.”

you sat up straight, turning to face him properly before you continued.

“why does it feel like i’m competing with him for your attention?”

he snorted, a silly smile danced on his lips as he glanced your way for second.

“what are you talking about?”

with one hand on the wheel, he reached his free hand over to pinch your little nose.

“since when were you around when i’m with him?”

he chuckled at the face you made, especially the familiar pout on that lips of yours. oh how he wish the traffic would turn red now so he could tease you more.

“yah! isn’t that too much?”

but you knew he didn’t meant it. how could he, when the smile that dawns on his face showed nothing but love. the kind of love that’s so subtle, nobody would notice if they weren’t close to him. and that just makes you feel so blessed to be one of his.

“aye~ you know i’m kidding~”

minho chuckled, his hand caressing the back of your head as his thumb traced the tip of your ear affectionately. it was only for a few seconds, but the warmth lingered before he gently rest it on your thigh.

soft moments like this together with you were always a blessing he never knew he needed, for the playful banters will always remind him of why he fell in love with you in the first place. and perhaps today, he might’ve fell a little harder than usual.

#lee know #lee know x reader #lee know fluff #lee know imagines #lee know drabbles #lee minho #minho x reader #minho fluff #stray kids #stray kids x gender neutral reader #stray kids x reader #stray kids fluff

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blu-joons · 2 years

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When He Catches Another Idol Staring At You ~ Winner Reaction

Jinwoo:

“Is everything alright?” You asked Jinwoo, taking a seat beside him as you noticed him sat at the table all by himself, distant from everything.

“I guess,” he hummed, trying his best not to seem bothered beside you, but at the same time, unable to switch his brain off.

The feeling of a hand against his leg finally made him look across at you, “you know that you can say if something is on your mind, don’t you Jin?”

“It’s stupid,” he tried to tell you, “but all night I’ve just been noticing Minhyun looking nowhere else around the room other than where you are?”

“You’re not jealous that he’s staring at me, are you?”

“Only I should stare at you.”

A chuckle came from you as your head rested against Jinwoo’s shoulder, “it’s sweet Jinwoo how protective you are sometimes.”

“I don’t like it at all Y/N,” he reiterated, “it must kill him knowing that he can only look at you from a distance, not like me.

“You’re the lucky one who gets to be right beside me.”

“And I’m very lucky too.”

Seunghoon:

“Are you even listening to me?” You snapped at Seunghoon, waving your hand in front of his face to try and get his attention back to you.

“Sorry, w-what were you saying?” He stuttered, reluctantly turning away from what had caught his focus and moving to look at you.

The expression on your face made him stand tall, smiling weakly at you. “I’ve been talking to you for ages and you’ve not listened to a single word of it.”

“I am interested,” Seunghoon protested, “but it’s hard to focus on you when I know when I look away that Jeonghan is staring at you from behind me.”

“There’s no way that he would be staring at me Seunghoon.”

“I bet that he fancies you too.”

Your shoulders shrugged as Seunghoon began to stress himself out again, “and is it him that I fancy, or is it someone else?”

“Someone else,” Seunghoon murmured, catching your smile as he began to figure out what the point you were making was.

“So, who do you think is the one you should stare at?”

“You, the answer is definitely you.”

Mino:

“You want to go?” You quizzed Minho in surprise, feeling his whisper linger against your ear, asking if you were ready to head home with him.

“I can’t settle here,” he confessed, catching Sehun out of the corner of his eye once again, looking across in the direction of you.

Your brows knitted together as you studied Minho closely, “are you going to tell me what’s wrong or am I going to have to break you down to tell me?”

“Sehun keeps staring at you,” Minho informed you, keeping his voice quiet so that no one else could hear, “I just feel like I need to watch him all the time.”

“And you’re going to let him ruin our evening together?”

“He’s really annoying me Y/N.”

You leaned across and pressed a kiss against Minho’s cheek, “I can think of something that might make you forget about that.”

“If distracting me means getting more of those kisses, you won’t hear me complaining,” Minho joked, “I could be swayed.”

“Shall we head somewhere that no one else can see us?”

“I like the sound of that a lot.”

Seungyoon:

“What has gotten into you?” You asked Seungyoon as soon as the two of you found a couple of moments to finally be alone together.

“He won’t stop staring at you,” Seungyoon mumbled underneath his breath in reply to you, “does he really think that you’ll pay attention.”

Your eyes turned around, soon noticing Kihyun sat across the room and staring at you. “Just ignore him, you’re giving him what he wants right now.”

“I can’t ignore him,” Seungyoon sighed, “I won’t settle Y/N until it is absolutely clear to him that you’re taken, and that he won’t be getting near you.”

“And is by being loud the way that you’re going to do that?”

“I don’t even know right now Y/N.”

You took a step forward, holding onto Seungyoon’s hand. “Whatever you’re doing isn’t working, maybe you should ignore him.”

“I guess you’ve got a point,” Seungyoon admitted, his voice trailing off, “but I still don’t like the guy very much, at all.”

“I’m sure he’s not your biggest fan either you know Yoon.”

“Yeah, but he’s just jealous of me Y/N.”

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Masterlist

#winner #winner imagine #winner reaction #winner scenario #winner reactions #winner scenarios #jinwoo imagine #seunghoon imagine #mino imagine #seungyoon imagine #jinwoo #seunghoon #mino #seungyoon #winner drabble #winner one shot #winner fluff #kpop #kpop imagine

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size-two-shrimp · 8 months

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ULTRAKILL Subnautica (BZ) AU. Angels instead of architects. V1 and V2 frolicking with peepers. The horrors. Gabe squabbling with Minos and Sisyphus via V1 and V2. All the fluff and angst potential. The horrors. Cool glowing fish and the horrors. Do you understand?

#ok but actually i think a subnautica inspired/bio-mechanical gabe design could fucking slap #could turn him more biblically accurate and fucked up. also biomechanical angel primes would be so fun to design #priest au is much more fun than this dont get me wrong but subnautica infests everything i love /pos

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orions-tears · 1 year

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Close to the Sun - Aesop Sharp [ Part 4]

Pairing: Aesop Sharp x fem!Reader

Themes: Angst, fluff, reminiscent of that one scene from Tangled

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, and Part 5 are linked :)

You spent the past week in between your cubicle at the ministry and the Hogwarts library. There's got to be something you're missing. Dittany, Bubotuber Pus and Phoenix tears. There must be something else... You've buried yourself in every book you can find and suddenly it hits you. The one thing no one's written about. Dragon's blood. That has to be it! Right? Honestly, you're taking a shot in the dark but it's worth it to help Aesop. You gather your things and make your way to the Greenhouse at Hogwarts.

"Mirabel!" you shout, running up to the professor.

She spins around and smiles at you. "Hello, my flower! It's been so long! How are you, my dear?"

You smile back and hug her, pulling away and hoisting yourself to sit on the potting table. "I'm wonderful, how are you?"

She folds her hands. "Fantastic! How is it going with Professor Sharp?"

You grip your satchel and grin. "Wonderfully. He's helping me with my potion and I think I've finally found the final ingredient."

She frowns and tilts her head. "I thought the Phoenix tears were the final ingredient...?"

You sigh and shake your head. "I thought that too but it didn't work. I know now what I'm missing! Dragon's blood."

She hesitates and puts her hands on her hips. "Sounds dangerous. Is he going with you?"

You shake your head again. "I couldn't ask him to do that."

"Do what?" a voice asks from the other side of the classroom.

You twist around to see Aesop walking down the stairs towards you. "Oh, umm...nothing."

You turn back around, looking down at you bag.

"She says the last ingredient is dragon blood," Mirabel says, concerned.

You look up at her with a look of betrayal and Aesop walks over, folding his arms.

"Not happening," he says, flatly.

You laugh and get off the table. "I know this is it! I'm getting that blood, no matter what it takes."

Mirabel whimpers, putting her hands on her head. Aesop sighs, looking at you.

"Do you know the story of Icarus?" he asks.

"I don't think so," you reply, furrowing your brows.

He leans against a table, taking a breath. "Icarus was the son of a craftsman in Crete. The wife of King Minos had fallen in love with the bull, giving birth to the minotaur. Icarus' father was commissioned to build a labyrinth to hold the minotaur. Theseus, the founder of Athens, eventually came to Crete to kill the minotaur and leave with the princess. Unfortunately, Theseus had killed the minotaur with a weapon created by Icarus' father."

"Hang on," you interject. "What does this have to do with the dragon's blood?"

He shakes his head. "Listen to the whole story."

You sigh and nod.

"When King Minos found out about the father's betrayal, he imprisoned him and his son in a tower above the palace. Icarus became restless and wanted to explore the lands that lay below. His father was desperate to escape and thought of an idea to leave the tower. He created wings from feathers and wax for him and his son that would fly them away from the palace and from King Minos. He taught Icarus how to use them but warned him not to get to close to the sun as the wax would melt. Soon, they made their escape and flew up above the palace, leaving Crete, but Icarus was consumed by the need to explore. He flew higher and higher towards the sun and the wax on his wings melted. He fell from the sky, his father unable to save him, and fell into the sea and drowned."

You fold your arms and frown at him. "That was a depressing story, Aesop."

He chuckles. "An important one. If you fly too close to the sun, (Y/N), your wings will melt."

You shake your head and grab your bag. "I'll be fine. I can do this. I need to help you." You quickly leave the greenhouse, readying yourself for what's to come.

Aesop looks at Mirabel and sighs. "I'll have to follow her, won't I?"

Mirabel, nods, holding her hands to her chest. "I'm afraid so..."

***

Now the question is where do you find a dragon? You quickly made your way up into the hills of the coast, hoping to find a dragon lair. You've been planning how you'll even be able to kill it as you climb up. You really hope Aesop didn't follow you. If he gets injured because he's helping you, you'll never forgive yourself. Confringo, diffindo, glacius, bombardo, immobulus... a curse if you really need it.

You hear a roar in the distance and look up, seeing wings disappear behind the peak. You swallow hard and keep climbing. Eventually you shuffle through a cave in the mountain, emerging out of the other side. A Hebridean Black rests on a boulder on the other side of the clearing. You take a deep breath, shutting your eyes tightly. You set your bag down and pull your wand out. Standing up, you open your eyes and make your way towards the dragon. It turns to you and roars, taking off into the sky. You groan and watch it leave. Suddenly, you hear footsteps. A lot of them. You spin around and see poachers running into the clearing. This is going to be harder than you thought...

You start to fight off the poachers but the dragon returns. Focusing on both parties isn't as easy as you'd hoped it would be. You dodge the dragon's flames but get hit with diffindo as you recover. It goes on like this for what feels like hours and you're getting tired. You've barely landed any hits on the actual dragon you came here for. You spin back to the dragon, ready to attack as you feel a sudden pain between your shoulder blades as you're sent to the ground. Your vision fades out quickly as a blinding pain surges through your body. You didn't hear the curse...

You can feel tears streaming down your face and that's about all you can feel aside from the lightening moving through your body. Your breathing is labored as you collapse in a ball on the ground. The pain is supposed to go away...Why won't it go away...? Suddenly you feel a pair of hands on your shoulders. You panic and try to move away but then you feel the hand on your head. You blink a couple times, your vision slowly coming back. You can just barely see Aesop leaning over you, worry written on his face. You try to move onto your hands and knees but whimper in pain, falling down again. Dark lines run over your arms, the darker places feeling like fire in your veins.

The dragon... You look up and it's lying, lifeless on the ground. Did he kill it...? He pulls you into a sitting position against his chest and moves a vial in front of you. You can feel he's speaking to you, but you can't hear what he's saying. He helps you to drink the potion and you feel your body get warm. Really warm... You close your eyes, unable to stay awake.

***

"I can't believe it really was dragon's blood..." says a voice in the distance.

"She's lucky...if it hadn't been, she'd have died," says another, sighing.

You open your eyes and sit up. You're in an unfamiliar room. You stand up and look around. The room is dark, aside from a fireplace lit in the right corner. You walk to the door, leaning your ear against it.

"How did you know how to brew it?" asks Mirabel.

"I simply followed her instructions," replies Aesop.

You lean back and look around. This is his room? You suddenly remember the dark veins on your arms and look down. They're gone. You feel fine. Something's wrong. You open the door and run out, causing the two to look over at you in surprise.

"The blood! Did you get any?" you almost shout, heart racing.

He frowns at you and nods. "I got enough."

Mirabel walks over and gently places her hands on your shoulders. "How are you feeling, my dear?"

You look at her, and smile sadly. "I'm alright, Mirabel. Promise..." You look back at Aesop and he looks away. "Aesop, the blood, where is it?"

He sighs and looks back at you. "Your potion works, (Y/N). It cures the uncurable. Be happy."

You shake your head. "I don't understand. You've brewed it? You drank it already?"

He frowns and walks over to the chair in front of the fireplace, sitting down. He still has the limp...

"No...No you said it worked." You walk over, staring down at him. "If it worked, why does your injury still bother you."

He rubs his hand over his eyebrows, sighing. "You would have died without it..."

You shake your head, pacing in front of the fireplace. "No...no...no you were supposed to take it, Aesop. You. Not me. Why?"

He stands and holds your arms, halting you. "(Y/N), I would live the rest of my days incapacitated if it meant you were safe. You are so much more important than me."

You stare at him, tears beginning to run down you face. "No..."

He nods, smiling softly at you. "Yes...Don't feel regret for what I did. It saved you and that isn't something I can regret." He hugs your tightly, stroking your hair. You lean your face into his shoulder, sobbing, You were supposed to heal him. You failed...

He pulls away and looks down at you. "Don't think you've failed me. You may have flown to close to the sun, but I will always catch you."

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nomorefstogive · 6 months

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Our Dearest Sin (Cross Posted on Ao3)

Well, well, well, here we are again ladies, gentlemen, and all things that lie betwixt the two, another rabbit hole to dive headfirst into and another project that will likely not be fully completed till at last we are laid to rest under the cold earth in colder stone.

This is a trip into the bleak and despair filled world of Path To Nowhere, a land of sinners, Corruptors and Maniacs. A land of Black rings and of shadow Cabals that threaten to upend all there is and all there will be in a vain pursuit of their own goals.

But dear friends, none of these are why we are here.

No, we are here my esteemed comrades to instead indulge in some comfort and fluff, with the occasional sprinkling of angst for extra seasoning here and there, along with the occasional dark and warped and horrifically brutal moments for that extra kick, in the form of some oneshots featuring the wonderful Sinners of this world and the lovely Female Chief of Minos, though we likewise have ideas for a ficlet series with a female OC or reader insert for some of the ideas we have, though that might end up benign adapted for the Chief instead as well, we will have to see.

A bit of a tidbit before we begin, we are a shameless yuri fan and simp, so expect most of these to be about the ladies of PTN, though the men will likewise get their days in the sun…maybe…probably…okay there is somewhere between a 0.01% and 70.0% chance they will be covered in platonic or friendly manners okay?

As a final note, this fic was inspired by Ota1612’s own Path to Nowhere fic, alongside Prisoner_of_Sin's own fic as well, links will be below this paragraph.

Ota1612’s Fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50373349/chapters/127266175

Prisoner_of_Sin’s fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49781623/chapters/125660485

That said, this project is something of an experiment in seeing if we can keep each entry below 10k words, that said we do not have much faith in that happening lol.

With all of that said, let us begin our dive down this rabbit hole shall we?

Please note that you are all free to make use of any of the ideas you see in this story, so long as due credit is given and we are informed about them so that we can see what you have created as well.

P.S. This Female Chief will be named Persephone, we were originally going to use our own Chief’s name, Lada, but we like the idea of using Persephone as a name for this female Chief a great deal more.

Now, with all of that said and done, let us begin shall we?

Our first Chapter is devoted to the wonderful topkurorights, featuring Langley and the female Chief, so here we go.

Female Chief Pampering Langley After Work

It came to her slowly, like the slowly spreading venom of a serpent, that thing known as awareness that aimed to pull her forth from the tranquility that she had been savoring despite her valiant attempts to turn and flee from it and retreat into the merciful embrace of that quite dark stillness once more.

Yet in vain were each of her efforts,for no matter how grand and terrible the struggle she raged against it, and no matter how desperately she clawed at the darkness in pursuit of returning to its tranquil embrace, she found herself pulled forth from the safe cocoon of stillness and quiet and into a hazy fog of awakening.

First to come to her was Touch, and with it there came to her the sensation of warmth gathered beneath her head, a pleasant sensation that seeped into her scalp and made her long to keep her eyes closed for longer still, and one that was made all the more intense by the feather light caress of soothing warmth and silken smoothness that carded across her brow before it dipped to cup her cheek, a softness that put shame to her sheets and blankets and made her long to burrow into its embrace.

Second to come to her awakening senses was Scent, something floral and soothing, a flower, whose name evaded her, and a faintest of hints of lavender, and below it further still was something not quite recognizable to her, something that combined with the floral aroma into something that resonated within her mind as the smell of something dearly beloved and cherished and made her shift to nuzzle closer to the source of it, allowing the soothing smell to ease her once more.

Third to greet her awakening form was Sound, the distant echo of thunder resounding above the gentle pitter patter of rain, yet neither of these came to her as strongly as a low humming sound that caressed her ears as the gentlest whispers of wind, and yet still it echoed in her ears in a way that nearly drowned out the roar of the thunder and the crack of lightning.

And at last, there came that moment when she was made to relinquish the soothing blanket of darkness and to wearily open her eyes, her vision foggy with sleep and yet present weariness that yet tried to bid her return to the embrace of the dreaming realm, though still, even with blurred vision, she could make out something that made her heart throb within her chest.

For looking down at her with blue-gray eyes that seemed to shine as they gazed down at her slowly awakening form, a small smile curling the edges of delicate lips as her humming stopped for but a moment as she leaned in, her proximity making Langley close her eyes to avoid getting any of the locks of gray hair that softly tickled her skin in her eyes as lips ever so gently caressed her forehead for a moment longer than a heartbeat.

The scent of before was heady this close, intoxicating and enthralling, bidding her to close her eyes and nuzzle into the pale neck that lay before her, idly ghosting her own lips over the pulse point that steadily beat below the ever so gentle skin, the taste of the smooth skin making her hum as a low sigh left the lips of the one who now began to pull back from her.

Lowly, and quite pitifully in hindsight, did Langley whimper as she tried to chase the woman that was moving back from her, trying to cox her to lean back in with an unintelligible warble and lidded eyes, her acts making the woman holding her chuckle lightly.

“You are always so adorable when you are sleepy.” There came to her ears these softly chuckled words as the hand that had stilled in its gentle massage of her scalp resumed it caressing, nails lightly caressing her scalp in such a way that Langley felt the desire to close her eyes and savor the sensation once more, only to force herself to remain awake.

“What…what time…what time is it ‘Sephone?” Sleepily and near unintelligibly there came these words from the lips of the Spider of Paradeisos as she tried to sit up, only for a hand to gently place itself on the center of her chest and push her back down to rest her head on what she now knew to be soft thighs, the hand caressing her scalp pausing to tile her head and coax it into nuzzling into her abdomen, an invitation eagerly accepted.

A low hum left Persephone’s lips as she gently lifted her hand from Langley’s chest and began to softly stroke her neck up to her cheek, her thumb idly putting the slightest bit of pressure on the corner of Langley's lips, after softly caressing them for but a moment, the pressure making Langley part her lips and take the digit into her mouth, the action making Langley let out a low purr of content while a slight sigh of pleasure leave Persephone’s lips.

For a moment longer there was silence as Langley silently enjoyed the scent and warmth of her lover, the additional sensation and taste of her digit in her mouth only serving to further lull her into closing her eyes once more, though she yet stubbornly resisted until at last she heard her lover softly purr to her-

“Time to sleep dear, we don’t have any work today so you can rest a bit longer. So close your eyes and rest, I’ll be here when you wake up.”

The words yet still lingering in the air, Persephone leaned down and gently placed her lips to Langley’s forehead for a moment, before she softly tilted her head such that she could elan down and gently ghost her lips over Langley’s own for but a second before she pulled back with a small smile as she saw Langley close her eyes and begin to drift off to sleep once more.

Sighing softly, Persephone tilted her head back and closed her own eyes as she continued softly stroking Langley’s hair, allowing the gentle caress of her lover’s breath against her clothed abdomen to caress her as she began to slowly slip into unconsciousness herself, yet leaving her thumb in Langley’s mouth for her to suckly upon ever so gently as they both got some much deserved rest.

Fin

1,078 Words…Holy Shit that is the shortest thing I have ever written…How in the hell did…you know what? I’m not complaining, I feel that this short little oneshot can be ended here, though if anyone feels otherwise please let me know and I might go back and edit it a bit.

That said, this is but the start of this merry journey, though I feel I must remind you all that I have many other projects I am working on, and as such cannot promise regular or cohesive updates for this fic in the future.

But, with all of that said and done, I hope you all take care and stay safe,

See you in the next chapter.

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