#((more game titles means less sleep for this boy

[fantomevoleur]

“I can’t get any damn rest around here, can I. Nooooo they have to milk my name and my team every chance they get...” 

[ddejavvu]

ok but whos gonna talk about hotchy boy being all ☹️☹️☹️☹️ when reader does not talk to him just some misunderstanding where they are not in a committed relationship but everyone just knows they have a thing for one another i just wanna hear aaron say “are you mad at me? did i do something? i am a sucker for soft aaron for ONE PERSON his person!!!

Hotch is socially awkward. He can mask it with indifference or professionality, he can manage to assimilate when he's in familiar situations, but now he sticks out like a sore thumb.

He's standing in the doorway of the precinct's kitchen, waiting. Waiting for you to acknowledge him, waiting for you to say something, waiting for you to preemptively forgive his apology, waiting for something.

In turn, you're trying very hard not to do any of those things. You're not fond of being reprimanded, especially not for something you didn't do. So when Aaron had snapped at you in front of local officers for being distracted by your phone on a case, and you were only texting back and forth with Morgan about the second crime scene, you'd been annoyed.

You know that it's his job to keep everyone in line, and if he'd been right about you slacking off, you'd have taken the fall. But all he'd done was obstruct you from your job, and embarrass you to boot. So call it petty, but you're trying to avoid even looking at the man if you don't have to.

Thankfully, the precinct's kitchen is against a wall, not in a separate room. It means there's ample space to slip around Aaron and go back to your desk without having to ask him to move.

You're only a few steps behind him when you hear his voice call out after you, "Y/N?"

You try not to stop to abruptly in your tracks, but you turn to him with a politely interested look on your face.

"Yes, sir?"

His jaw shifts at the title, "Are you mad at me?"

You're a little stunned by the question. It sounds like something a child asks their mother, standing by the edge of her bed and asking why she'd rather sleep than play. It certainly doesn't sound like Unit Chief Aaron Hotchner, the 6'1 man who commands respect in any room he enters.

"What?" Is all you can muster in response.

"Are you..." He repeats, eyes anxious as they stare into your own, "Are you upset with me? Did I do something?"

Now you feel like a child. Embarrassment burns hot at your cheeks, and you chew on the inside of one as you debate telling him that your feelings are hurt because he embarrassed you.

"Nothing," You shake your head, gripping your coffee mug tighter, "You didn't do anything. Don't worry about it. I'm just tired."

Now he's analyzing you, head tilted curiously.

"That's... the oldest excuse in the book," His tone almost sounds sympathetic, like he's pitying you for your terrible lie. "Please tell me if I need to apologize for something."

"It's not-" You rush out, running a tired hand over your face, "It's dumb. Let's just focus on the case, we can talk later."

"I want to talk now," He pushes cautiously, stepping closer to you, "I won't be able to focus on this case until we resolve this."

You try not to think too hard about that, about the fact that his personal relationship with you means more to him than his work.

"It really is dumb," You laugh, but it's a humorless sound, "But earlier, I- I wasn't just slacking off, Hotch. You snapped at me in front of all of those officers, and I was just swapping pictures with Morgan of different missing persons files. I wasn't, like, playing a game or something. I'm not an irresponsible employee."

His face has fallen into something just short of despair. He's calculating the effect of his outburst, knowing now that the local officers probably trust you less, or ridicule you in private for being too absorbed in whatever online presence they think you were updating.

"I'm sorry," He says earnestly, and his chest caves in slightly with how sincere it is, "I should have known you weren't messing around. I hadn't considered that you were talking to one of us, we usually call each other. But I understand - that's no excuse. I shouldn't have reprimanded you, especially not in front of everyone."

Slowly, the more he speaks, his words disarm that little ticking time bomb of pettiness in your chest until its spark fizzles out completely. You're relieved to have closure on the incident, but it doesn't fix everything.

Hotch will, though.

"I'll let you deliver the profile." He decides, in the absence of your response, "And a press conference, if we need one. Give you back any authority I stripped of you back there. I... I really am sorry, Y/N."

"It's okay," You finally give in, shoulders slumping from how stiff they'd been around your neck, "I know this is a particularly stressful case. And it's your job to boss us around."

He offers you a small laugh at that, a soft exhale through his nose paired with something that you could perceive as a smile.

"I just wish it had gone differently."

"Me too," He nods, guilt still trailing after his words, clinging onto him no matter how much he tries shaking it off, "If anyone says anything, or avoids letting you work on something important, let me know."

"I will." You nod, "Thank you, Hotch."

"Thank you," He looks like he wants to surge forwards, and you'll admit that you wouldn't mind a make-up hug. Nevertheless, he keeps himself in check, tugging lightly on his suit jacket to readjust it over his chest, "I'm glad you felt comfortable enough to tell me I'd made a mistake."

"Oh I'll tell you," You tease, and his eyes dance with laughter he contains behind a soft smile aimed at the floor, "Mark my words, Hotch, you'll know if you mess up."

[tako-cafe]

Depressed Cater HCs

per the title reader beware this will delve into depression, self-harm, and suicidal tendencies

Slightly less upsetting first but he listens to older viral pop songs when at his lowest. top 3 picks are: Butterfly by Smile.Dk, Supergirl by Miss Papaya, and Caramelldansen by Caramella Girls

Trey Once asked what Caramelldansen meant and Cater told him it means he wants to die. Trey pushed the beds together. He didn't trust Cater.

Slightly related but IG Boy - Baby Lasagna is very Cater

back to Cater sad boy but Caramelldansen coming from Cater's phone one day while studying and Idia walks by and just "huh you're depressed too."

Cater had let it slip one day though and just did an oopsie teehee about his mask falling.

Really the only two people he lets it slip around are Trey and Idia.

Trey more so over being roommates + separate HC before Riddle got there they were super close really fast. It didn't help Cater when Riddle got there Trey near instantly latched back onto his tyrant redhead. Made Cater feel abandoned but he doesn't want to say anything. He does miss the feeling of having a friend though.

To continue that, despite his sociable tendencies he feels othered and lonely in general. He keeps hoping posting to Magicam will fill that void and he is pretty chronically online. It doesn't work and he ends up emptier feeling but it ends up what he leans into to keep trying to help.

Idia and Cater HC friendship. It takes a bit but Idia by force a la Cater talking to without catching onto how uncomfortable Idia is does end up finding out they have things in common. Cater does cozy game and watch some anime so they end up close.

Cater gamer list: Stardew, Animal Crossing, Harvest Moon, Fashion Dreamer, Slime Rancher 1 and 2, and Idia gets him into horror RPGs

Anime List: OHSHC, Given, Princess Jellyfish, Inuyasha, Your Lie In April (this one was an Idia recc)

Through these shared medias they both end up slowly confiding to each other and Idia ends up shocked how much the seemingly happy socialite hides daily.

Ok less fun time but this also means Trey and Idia catch onto Cater's self harming tendencies. He sleeps less on purpose and uses social media doom scrolling as a way to hurt his own mental health on purpose. Both have caught onto him skipping meals during these times as well. Using food as punishment if he doesn't meet some arbitrary goal. If left in this state for long that is when he risks delving into suicidal Cater. He wouldn't do it at the school, but he isn't against trying to plan a trip into town to do it. Trey has had to stop him a few times already.

this was messy and rambles oops. Hope someone enjoyed this.

[rjam9]

fnaf movie teaser trailer is out so here are my initial thoughts i wrote when it first came out + my expanded thoughts now that i am not half asleep and running on adrenaline. (this note was also titled “FNAF TRAILER FUCK YEAH” in my notes, so that is the vibe im going for here)

initial thoughts:

- ooooh creepy vhs trailer love that for her

- it’s the. it’s the song tordear march i cant spell rn but it’s the thing it’s that thing i know

- Foxy plushie :]

- SHOWTIME BUTTON WOO

- OH MY GOD THEY LOOK SO GOOOD!!! YEAH!!!!!

- i hope we get the animatronics singing actual songs in this movie. even just one would be good. like in willys wonderland yknow. kinda

- ooh it’s abandoned?? i mean there was that theory for fnaf1 that the location was abandoned given the cobwebs and stuff, so i guess it’s not too far out of possibility

- THERES MIKE THERES THE GUY™️

- man the office and the cameras look EXACTLY like the game. they even got the poster!! fan!! the cup!! why am i so excited about a cup!!!

- Freddy be peaking

- is this lady supposed to be phone guy? i mean she is kinda introducing security guard to the job so maybe

- SPRINGLOCK SUIT??????!!!!

- ahh Foxy!!!

- the sister’s name is Abby right??

- idk how i feel about the red eyes but OH MY GOD FREDDY LOOKS SO COOL AHHH

- i kinda forgot Vanessa was in this movie my bad 🫣 the actor does kinda look like what i would picture an older Vanessa like in my head tho so cool!!

- (also is she also at the pizzeria?? what)

- THE KIDS!! THE MISSING KIDS OH MY GOODD

- they’re all there there’s five of them and they all looked themed so is Cassidy there?? Golden Freddy?? the one kid at the front is kinda wearing stripes like the Puppet but everyone else looks solid

- BUT THE KIDS THE KIDS ARE HERE FUCK YEAHHH

- IMMEDIATELY FOLLOWED WITH A SHOT OF WILLIAM HELLO??

- why he in an office. Fazbear office?? home office?? he looks kinda smary snarky here but i think they could not have picked a better actor he was great in Scream so yayy

- Michael is having force visions more at ten

- IS THIS PHONE GUY?? WHERE IS HE??

- huh endoskeleton stepping on a ball okay

- into the PIT i must ADMIT —

- Foxy my guy Foxy my boy love ya

- again with the red eyes don’t know how i feel we’ll see when im less tired and it’s not super late where i live and im about to pass out

- logo!! also song return yeah

- DAY BEFORE MY BDAY FUCK YEAH

- okay bedtime now im tired byyyye

expanded thoughts:

- LOVE the 80s vibe in the vhs, especially the uniform/outfit the employee is wearing. she has so many pins. i definitely feel like this movie is going to capture the feel of the games super well, even if the story doesn’t quite match up.

- plus, all the game references! the Foxy plushie, the showtime button, the toreador march (and all the things you can see when Mike walks into the abandoned pizzeria — the prize corner, posters, and ESPECIALLY the security office) is so cool to see. again, i definitely think i will love the vibe of this movie, and i hope they nail the creepy atmosphere that made the original game so classic. i do think that i will have a heart attack and die as soon as i see one of the animatronics move tho.

- on that note — man, they look so good! ofc they do since it was Jim Henson’s Creature Shop that made them all, but holy shit they look so so great. i can’t remember if they ever said if costumes would be used, but i do remember that they casted voice actors! i do still hope some of the og voice actors get a cameo or smth, maybe just as guests of the pizzeria or on a television ad.

- i still stand by my “i hope the animatroincs sing a song in the movie a la Willy’s Wonderland style”. it’s definitely going on my bingo sheet and it’s one of those things i’ve always wanted to see. also, i did identify the song playing in the beginning (“i hear the secrets that you keep …”) and it is “Talking In Your Sleep” by The Romantics. it came out in 1983 though which is kinda funny. but also, 80s soundtrack confirmed?

- again, i do have the feeling that this is the “official” training tape for security guards, and Phone Guy (or whoever the equivalent of him is, maybe the guard that gets murked at the end) will still be there on recordings. even if it’s not Scott (which i don’t particularly care if it is or not), i still hope they include at least a nod or reference to him, even if this vhs lady is taking over the brunt of exposition and whatnot.

- SO ONTO THE SAW TORTURE DEVICE. my first thought was that it was maybe a springlock suit, but since people have pointed out the original Phone Guy line of “stuffing people into suits was deadly bc they were full of metal and wires and sharp things especially around the face area”, i think this is just a regular suit that’s been weaponized or twisted in some way. on that note, i am split half and half between “Mike actually gets captured and stuffed inside” and “Mike is just having a nightmare about the animatronics”. to be fair to Mike, i think everybody has nightmares about their minimum wage jobs.

- okay, so unpopular opinion, but i actually don’t mind the red eyes upon further reflection! they look kinda goofy, but i think it fits the vibe of the movie overall, and also i am always down for the “eye colour indicates mental state” trope. so, i’m digging it.

- THE MISSING KIDS!! sorry, i’m so excited over them lol. looking closer at them, i do think it’s going Bonnie (blue/purple shirt with bunny ears) — Freddy (brown striped shirt) — Foxy (red shirt and one hand all wrapped up) — Golden Freddy (top hat) — Chica (yellow and white dress). i have a feeling that this movie will probably just stick with the core five for now, bc i think trying to introduce the Puppet into this will make it way more complicated than it needs to be. but i also think it’s interesting that they’re in a forest? Mike is obviously having a dream or vision of some kind, but why manifest in a forest and not like the pizzeria itself? interesting, interesting.

- and now we have William! as others have stated, i am very glad with the direction they took him in. i always dislike the designs that make William look super old/greasy/creepy, and on the flipside, that ones that make him look super charming and suave. this guy managed to lure and kill multiple kids and get away with it for decades, so i think he needs to have a very friendly, warm, almost grandpa-like vibe to him (with just a hint of “oh he’s a lil fucked up actually”). make him too obviously creepy and there was no way he would be getting away scot-free (ha) for so long, but make him too charming and he comes across as a shady business man which kids would not be willing to follow in a back room. so, perfect vibe. i will go into a bit more detail below about where he is/what he’s doing, but i think the office choice is very interesting.

- this shot of the security guard getting killed is definitely going to be a cold opening tho. i can feel it in my bones. it’s going to open with this shot (or close to open) before cutting to Mike. i know what it’s going to do i am calling it right now,

- i have also come to realize that is Foxy’s foot stomping the ball and not a random endo nobody look at me

- i made an into the pit joke but i do think it would be very very cool if they included a nod to the fans like playing a bit of the melody of a popular fansong on a radio/tv or something like that. not something that i an explicitly hoping for, but would be super neat to include.

- i am making all my friends come see this movie with me they cannot argue with me bc it is the day before my birthday and they cannot argue with the birthday boy

predictions:

so, i think there are two ways this movie can go;

1) Mike is not William’s son

this is where i think this movie is going, just based off this trailer alone. i think William is the current Fazbear Ent./pizzeria owner who hires Mike (explaining why he is in an office), and Mike has no idea what he is getting into other than that he is a security guard. based off that one leaked clip of Mike beating up a guy in a mall, i think he got fired from his previous job, and is taking this one as a last resource to support his sister. while working there, he begins to experience visions of the missing kids and works to uncover the secrets of the place. i also think that he gets captured by the animatroincs (or William) at some point, and his sister Abby arrives to come save him, explaining why there’s the shot of him in the saw torture trap, he comes into the pizzeria alone, and all shots of Abby so far she is alone and the animatronics are already aggressive.

flaws in this idea though? idk how Vanessa (and the currently unnamed female villain) fit into this. but otherwise i think it’s pretty solid. the second way i think this movie will go is …

2) Mike IS William’s son

i think this one is least likely, but knowing that Scott wrote this movie and that the original decided script was about Michael Afton, i do think it’s a possibility. basically, much like in the games, Mike is William’s son who vaguely knows of his dad’s shitty deeds, and is trying to escape his past until he has the opportunity to work as a security guard at an old restaurant. the saw trap scene and the missing kid visions are nightmares sparked by his past, possibly things he saw/knew about while living with his dad. in that case, William is currently missing (and the scene in his office is a flashback) and the “unnamed female villain” is the current Fazbear ceo/worker who hires Mike on.

flaws in this idea? Abby — unless she is also William’s daughter and is a stand-in for Elizabeth, i do not know how this could work. if Mike adopted her as his sister, i feel like they do not have time for that plotline. and, once again, i have no clue how Vanessa factors into all this.

(my best guess for Vanessa is that in both plots she knows of William’s crimes and is trying stop him/free the ghosts, but in the first plot she works with Mike since he is new and clueless and in the second one against him bc she believes he is still working with his father. but i’m not sold on either of those yet).

so, my best guess overall is number 1, but honestly i would be happy with either. i am just so excited for this movie and can’t help but write about it, as i usually do. whatever ends up happening better be fun, though. i do not want to be bored during this lmao.

[poealexholloway]

poster analysing

This poster feels like it is for before the two thousands, either 80s or 90s as there are only two colours. The poster feels a bit full, but it still feels alright to look at and isn't overwhelming. The main product is prominent on the left side of the frame and is positioned so that the perspective is looking up at it making it appear more impressive. The older style is shown in the design of the robot, being made out of simple and presumably easy to produce shapes. The text also concisely states the features of the product so you don't have to do too much reading.

I don't like this one. The colours feel too bland and reminds me of mould, the font is overly simple for the slogan, there is way too much writing, and the face looks like it's been faced against a fleshy mass. It's more likely that this is a label than a poster so the additional writing makes sense and the green contacts with the orange beans, so it stands out a bit more.

It's a poster that looks like It has been painted and is themed around Halloween. It feels very much like either the 90s or early two thousands and how horror was depicted around that time, particularly with the font used for the word heat and the orange y-red colour of the text. The amount of text is also very sparse, only naming the products, the titles of the event and the name of where they can be found appearing in the phone. Both of the products are in the centre with the colours contrasting against the purple blue background and the art style drawing attention to it.

This is going to have the bias of nostalgia for fallout games. This poster was only seen after the bombs had dropped 200 years previous and feels like it was styled around the 1940s or 50s. Going from left to right, the bombs are seen as a threat to the people in front of it who are looking towards the viewer. It has an effect I think but I don't know what it is. This line then proceeds, and draws the eye, towards the vault, which has light beaming out towards the vault tech logo and symbol, with vault boy standing prominently on the right. The line of people is designed so that it gives that feeling without having the detail, which fits for a time that had less detail than later on. The text is very simple and has sharp edges and corners which contrasts greatly with the rounded sides of the people and the hill.

This poster is from the bioshock series and so is styled on the 1920s which used alot of block colours and could be quite simplistic in various aspects. Given that it is quite close to the end of the victorian period, it makes sense that the floral patterns are used to highlight the main product as the pattern was often associated with wealth so makes the product feel better quality. The person on the bottle also curves around the logo which makes it stand out further, and the blue red and green all contrast with each other. The base of the bottle also curves up around to the image on the bottle. The highlighting of the logo on the front makes sense as it is likely the logo of the skill or game mechanic that this particular vigor provides. I like the 1920s styling and the floral patterns, it's a good combination of simplicity and frillyness.

this poster is okay, I'm mostly indifferent towards it with a bit of negativity.the post itself is very simple and feels unique, being made out of felly beans, but I think I have seen similar things. The mostly green colour scheme means that the pink jelly beans stand out and it gives across the watermelon feel due to the association of the colours. However the text feels very hard to read from a visual perspective and a grammatical perspective though that may be due to lack of sleep. The text also feels like it takes up too much space, I would have made the water melon bigger and the text smaller

This poster is clearly taking advantage of brand popularity as the thing in centre frame is the name of the ice cream in the identifiable font of stranger things with the name of a character from the show. The second biggest thing there is the ice cream, but it is also off to the side. The background is a slightly dark grey background with lighting focused on the ice cream, causing the text to be slightly in shadow, making the neon style red text stand out more. The text lighting can be shown in the same poster by looking at the stranger things logo at the bottom. This is another poster I'm indifferent to, it mostly feels like a picture of an object and I don't really care for it.

[dleena2023]

T1 VS G2 MSI QUARTERFINALS

bismillahirrahmanirrahim

dearest zofgk & kkoma/tom/roach

it's the day. finally the day. where everyone in every part of the world is anticipating. the rematch of t1 and g2. it's starting today. in 1 hour. it's not an easy obstacle because we struggled against them the previous round. we recently fought against tl on wed (2 days ago) and i could tell that you all are still struggling. champs, drafts and even skills wise. but we managed to win against them anyways with a 3-1. we have defeated g2 previously with a 3-2. an almost super close series with that annoying silver scrapes hah but we managed to go through! not gonna lie, g2 is looking extremely strong right now after they clean swept 3-0 tes, the #2 lpl seed, and wow even i'm impressed by them though i still don't know how they managed to do itttt x) i'm very fearful of them and definitely not going to underestimate them. if you bois are feeling afraid of them, let's don't forget to look at the brighter side, okay? if we were able to win it last time, of course we are able to win it all again today, right? in sha Allah! i know i know, this week's schedule is soooo hectic. if we manage to pull through, that means we will be playing 3 matches in a row which is so exhausting. so i hope you loves get enough sleep and rest during your off days and also on match day 🤍 this is is our final destination. one game loss, one match down and we are eliminated completely. we have gone so damn far here in this msi tournament starting from playoffs and we are here at the quarterfinals. now it's ride or die. so draft mega, mega, megaaaa well and let's play today confidently with no regrets, with ease mind and heart and don't let pressure get to you okay!! remember to communicate effectively with each other and have fun. let's finally show some tricks we have up in our sleeves and make great plays and calls. never lose hope in yourselves and each other my bois! let's play well individually and even better as a team. my zofgk bois, remember you're the better team, you're the more menacing team!! i managed to wake up early for subuh today heh alhamdulillah~ my love, prayers and do'a-do'a are all for you. at this moment, i really don't feel anything *sobs* but i know it's gonna be a cloooose series. but deep inside, i know we are going to win it all. we are going to win today's bo5s series and advance to tomorrow's stage. i know this. we got this. i feel this. because nothing is impossible. like keria said in the past few weeks in the t1 membership post, let's make good and happy memories throughout this msi journey 🤍 so let's enjoy today's ride and all the best to both teams competing soon, may the better team wins today!! and may victory belong to us today in sha Allah!!!

#i've been trying to find a song that i can relate well for this year's msi journey and i happened to click on imagine dragons. so i keep playing imagine dragon's song 'natural' on repeat since i listened to it for the first time this morning with my earpiece and mannnn the song is dope!!! definitely a perfect song and source of motivation for me throughout this msi journey with t1. and like the name of the title, each one of you are a natural. naturally talented, good, confident and gifted. SO LESS DO THIS BOIS LESS GET ITTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

T1 FIGHTING!! ZOFGK FIGHTING!! KKOMA TOM ROACH PLEASE DO YOUR MAGIC DRAFTING!!! LET GUMA CARRY!! GIVE THEM THEIR COMFORT PICKS!!! SUPER MEGA COMBO ON THE WAY!!! IMMA SUPPORT YOU ALL THE WAY THROUGH THE NIGHT!! ROOTING FOR YOU ALWAYS NO MATTER WHAT!!

HERE'S SOME LOVE, FIRE AND SPARKLE FOR EACH ONE OF YOU:

❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥

🤍🌟🤍🌟🤍🌟🤍🌟🤍🌟

with love and energy

addie

[batri-jopa]

WIP ASK MEME

Thank you @notasapleasure for tagging me!

Who should I tag now? Maybe @zorilleerrant and @figuringthengsout ... And whoever else wants to join! It's two month old tag game so every writer probably have been tagged already😅

Now I don't believe anyone would be really interested in my WIPs (though you're all invited to surprise me!) I just hope that maybe writing about my unfinished writings would feel like actually doing something about it? And listing your problems could be the first step to solve them so...

Let's do this:

AND THEN WE DANCED:

"DAFT"* - fix-it-fic: I decided that Irakli definitely MUST see Merab sleeping in front of his granny's block. The rest of the movie plot I try to leave as untouched as I could so it is still far from easy happy ending. But at least I gave them time to think and chance to work on it. And whenever they feel relaxed they start to behave silly for that's the part of their relationship dynamics that I adore❤️ *Note: fic was inspired with Maurice by E.M. Forster where "a happy ending was imperative". I even made few scenes or characters' thoughts as homage to either scenes from a Maurice book or from its movie adaptation. But I doubt ATWD fans know Maurice and even less that Maurice fans care for ATWD. That is I'm not sure if there more than two persons like this, including me😅

WIP with working title: "DEFY THE WORLD"* - could be treated as sequel of DAFT (I decided to put here all the ideas that did't fit to main narration of "Daft". It's a bit like "Mary Poppins in the park" for that matter). All in all - Merab and Irakli are still together in Georgia somehow! I try to give very little details about place and time as possible (I was never good in world building, analysing interactions is what I prefer - so I trust your brains to fill up the gaps💪). I simply just enjoy writing short scenes and some cute aspects of their relationship in my free time. Some are quite good I think. And some are NSFW. *my first idea of working title was "Cud, miód i orzeszki" - it is Polish untranslable phrase indicating a very pleasant situation, and I love it because "orzeszki" means nuts (very important ingredient in georgian cuisine!) but also because you can't say the word "orzeszki" without ending up with broad sweet silly smile on your face - and that's exactly the mood that I wish for our boys!❤️

SOME JUST STAY UNSEEN (aka NIGHT NATION) explaination: that's my vampire story initially inspired with anime series Black Blood Brothers - especially with its minor character Kelly Wong and her people. The moment she told Mimiko sth like: "You don't need to worry, I just had a snack" in the most casual way and gave her that grin - she stole my heart and possesed my mind. Ever since then I've been wondering and analysing, and theorising, and inevitably world-building: were do young, poor, not-noble vampires like her hunt? Were do they live? How do they survive? How do they support each other as a community? My story takes place in "alternative universe central Europe", does not include any of BBB characters and also I changed some rules of vampirism - so I actually don't treat it as fanfic anymore.

Presence (1990s) - story of Robbie, the teenager who was just recently changed into vampire and is struggling to learn the rules of that weird new world, with help of his vampire older brother, Jerr.

Past life of other vampires around (gradually revealed in the main narration but Robbie often stays unaware of those): young widow Jen, jewish girl Arue (turned during WWII by The Oldest), her sister Pam (who Arue turned in 1950s), Apter (The Oldest vampire in this part of the area, changed in medieval times [the name is fucking stupid but initially I named him Sayo which turned out to be a female name]). Jerr's past remains unknown for longest

Human perspective of Alex, a teenage girl who became Robbie's friend

I was writing this story for so many years already (it's spinning in my brain since... 2009? Or longer?) that I feel like I grew up with it. I witnessed my brain gradually turning from empathysing with young Rob - to finally choosing POV of his older brother, Jerr. There's almost no romantic interactions, because I honestly never felt any need for them (I discovered that I am aromantic just 2 years ago - and now I'm fascinated to see how obviously aromantic all my vampire-OCs always were without me even knowing). The story is fucking long (about 500 pages in Word document) and needs huge edition (many important scenes I was describing 4 or even 5 times, always with a bit different details). And the whole thing is written in Polish - if I ever plan to share it I'd need to translate to English with Google Translator or sth.

Should I also list things that I most probably won't even write down? You may notice an obvious pattern of my interest through this... Have some drawings for entertainment:

STORIES NEVER TOLD

OBSESSION OF BLUE - story of winged people. Main character, Nomin, grows up in the country with other winged people only (I had a lot of fun with their world building) but then once is send on another continent to the country of wingless people and stucks there. So he tries to survive among them, hiding his wings and learning different language and culture. His greatest friend back home is a talking cat, Meton, he once got for his birthday. Very sarcastic one. Actually the most interesting character I suppose. Though I like all the moments Nomin behaves so weird in the eyes of the wingless.

KOSA - a winged girl from the same universe as Nomin only she was raised among wingless people in some postapocaliptic fantasy environment. Not knowing anyone like her she is trying hard to be a "normal" girl as is expected from her, though she has passion for long travels and climbing trees. Once she notices her wings start to turn black and she is terrified that she'd turn into a demon (could not know it is a normal sign of a adolescence). So she hides her wings and supress everything her heart desire and still feels like a failure. But when one day her father-figure gets imprisoned, she decides to safe him and that's when she starts to learn how to live and act on her own. That's the girl with sword

CAT RIDER - a young girl (Millie) takes care of an injured tiny guy (Drannen) who fell from the sky. Overcoming the initial prejudice the guy starts to like his young giant caretaker but one day have to return home (he leaves few jewels as gift for her and takes a kitten with him). Another part of the story is few years later: the girl who were turned into a liliput by a bad witch. She meets her old friend who is now a cat rider (she has no idea that he is also a prince). I had a lot of fun with world-building. Nuff said Drannen's compannions call her "the girl who is afraid of her meal" after seeing her reaction to earthworm on her plate

WEIRD TWO FOOTED CREATURE (aka Feet Fetishist) - young centaur meets a human girl on his walk, takes her home and treats as a fascinating exotic pet. Then he gradually learns that she is a person. And that's when their problem appears because centaurs' society is very conservative. (here's Ain and Ida)

WHEELS - very stupid story of boy meets a girl. Or rather get caught? Boy is on wheelchair and girl is... umm, weird? (well, not neurotypical, that's for sure). Anyway the story contains drinking for courage, memory loss, condensed silliness and stupid sexual puns/NSFW. And how was all this inspired with Wheels by Billy Vaughn I can not quite explain (there's also Sail along silvry moon I love it!) I actually always wanted to share this story (anonymously because of how stupid it is) though I never had the courage (what if it's only funny for me? Or if someone would feel offended? I'd burn from shame). On the other hand I guess there's no better place for it than tumblr🤔 But be aware that my most favorite relationship dynamics is "being idiotic together".

I even made few illustrations inventing my new drawing style just for these guys: (the girl here is drunk AF and I love her)

WOLFALIKES - Faith, Love and Hope are three brothers in fantastic world of wolf-alike creatures. Faith is strong (often called Truth for how much knowledge he have and how honest he is), Love is tender and wise and Hope is easy forgiving joy bringer. There's quite sad part because Love and Hope get killed by Hate, Despair and Lie... but they can't be gone just like that, could they? In the other part of the story there's interesting relationship between Faith and Temptation. More about three brothers on my deviantart

NO-WOLF'S TAIL - few stories within a story. All containing wolf-alikes along with demons, spirits, death and trauma. One angry wolf-character with dissociative fugue (after a traumatic quest with his compannion freezing to death and himself halucinating and almost freezing too) becomes a wandering demon-fighting spiritualist (but after another trauma he comes back to his old personality and remembers nothing of what he achieved). Other curious and adventurous young wolf is given the magical power to turn into a human to protect some very important girl - but once a girl gets aware of who he is it becomes complicated (while he's fine with eventually sacrifying his life for her but she's definitely not alright with it). And then there's also a grumpy outcast wolf living in an old castle with bunch of dogs (who despise and avoid him) and his only friend becomes a mouse. Both are disrespected by dogs's society and only have each other. Wolf gets somebody who cares about him despite being scared and the mouse (naive and good heart, easily abused by dogs) gets protection and self-esteem from the wolf.

SARIANS - talking cats on a quest to find a promised land. What's more to say about it? I was a teen and needed an excuse to draw bows and arrows, cats, dragons, foxes and goats... More about sarian cats on my deviantart

[bueris]

hope you don't mind me reblogging with opinions 🙏 also I may be oversharing a bit but feel free to laugh at stuff (wouldn't put it here if I cared)

the rise and fall of a midwestern princess (song by song):

femininomenon: I've never dated a man or had an online relationship so I think the true meaning is lost on me, love it when the bass gets more prominent around the chorus (I think it's the chorus but I'm not a music buff) also is there a reason Boston gets brought up in so many songs??? because I have no concept of that place

red wine supernova: "fell in love with the thought of you" why would you do this to me. a lot more relatable, sounds good in a "something I'd listen to just before I find out the person I like hates me" kind of way but ngl that might be a very not universal feeling. molly I'll never forgive you.

after midnight: oh nice bass nice cadence. reminiscent of what I listened to in 2020 but in a good way this time, makes me think of playing animal crossing in my garden all summer

coffee: absolutely beautiful. I'm sleeping on the road tonight.

casual: deeply unrelatable because I have absolutely zero game to the point I think I may be genuinely some kind of asexual

super graphic ultra modern girl: ohhh okay very familiar sound a lot of UK beats sound like this at quite a few points. I really like this

hot to go!: OH OKAY THIS FUCKS. would memorise and mumble for months at a time. h-o-t-t-o-g-o you can take me hot to go all day baby. love it

my kink is karma: yeah real I also like watching my ex (there's two, one is a lovely girl and the others a cunt) get their life ruined. proud to say I'm doing better them lmao

picture you: less of a fan of slow songs, usually I find them a bit whiney but the way she sings here is really nice. not my favourite but it's respectable and good. nice build ups.

kaleidoscope: same thing about slow songs but her voice is lovely and her lyrics are beautiful

pink pony club: had me doubting in the first minute then gagged me horrifically oh my god THE GUITAR AT 2:36 AND THE END????? this fucks stupendously hard and I'm dancing

naked in manhattan: title sounds like the most normal thing in new york from all I've heard about it. "an inch away from more than just friends" okay cool nice song gonna kms. thanks molly.

california: just not my thing I guess

guilty pleasure: uh oh the intro sounds like this is gonna hurt. it didn't hurt! and it sounds great! love this! sounds familiar idk why

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everything else:

anschluss: 4:20 run time lmao. like the sound, I would listen to this on repeat but I have no particular feelings about this

chu, tayousei: I like the sound, less a fan of the singing but like give it a few listens and I'll warm up to it

flyers: this is an anime opening isn't it ITS THE DEATH PARADE OPENING OH MY GOD I HAVEN'T HEARD THIS IN YEARS

power & control: sounds good, loved marina when I was 11ish, not a listen on loop kind of song but I'd enjoy it fully whenever it'd come on. seems like something someone would make a yuri on ice edit to (goes hard)

camn aven: more like Carmarthen‼️‼️ I LOVE WALES AND THE WELSH (mother's side) listen to on repeat song, I really like this, like the drums

saturday: I think I've heard this somewhere before, wouldn't be surprised I really liked fall out boy when I was 11-13. whatever phase I liked them in, this song is making me miss it tho I had another fob/p!atd phase when I was 15 and reading a shitty translation of mdzs

grand theft autumn/where is your boy: neuron activation upon the first lyric I used to love this song so much oh my god I have an undying love for this genre

smile like you mean it: oh like the mr brightside band cool, liking this lots, lead singer sounds deceptively british but I know he's not

jenny was a friend of mine: mmm lots of sound all at once, I'm a big fan of crowded music that I can deafen myself with

hiii I'm bored and in need of song recommendations, may I have some?

hi i meant to answer this sooner but i had stuff to do 😭 but of course!

right off the bat i’m just gonna say, if you want a full album to listen to: go listen to the rise and the fall of a midwest princess by chappell roan. lately i’ve had like half of the album on repeat and i’ve danced to it so much 💀 it’s quickly become one of my favorite albums and i’d totally recommend it.

but! if you don’t want to listen to the full album but want the highlights, listen to:

femininomenon

hot to go!

pink pony club

naked in manhattan

enough about chappell roan though. i don’t really know what music you’re into, so i’m just gonna throw out some of my favorite songs, and see if anything sticks lol

scheibe - lady gaga

g.u.y. - lady gaga

government hooker - lady gaga

anschluss - the cabs

chu, tayousei. - ano

flyers - bradio

power & control - marina

camn aven - the cabs

saturday - fall out boy

where is your boy / grand theft autumn - fall out boy

smile like you mean it - the killers

jenny was a friend of mine - the killers

[robobarbie]

Happy one year to BP. Have some thoughts I'm typing on my phone while I avoid my IRL job responsibilities.

I'm not interested in getting too repetitive, so let me quickly get a couple things out of the way that I've already said in a million other places:

1. The reception to BP has been quite the unexpected ride, and shockingly is still ongoing

2. I'm thrilled to see that BP helped people find their creativity in the same was that similar other media helped me back then

Yes, technically the anniversary of BP was on 06/30, but I was too busy downloading a bucket of otojam titles. It was a really impressive turn out this year -- nice job to everyone who participated, old or new devs alike. For the new devs, I hope you learned a lot from your experience and I know you'll only improve further. I certainly know BP taught me a lot.

Let's get into some of that, actually.

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LESSONS I LEARNED FROM DEVELOPING BP AND THE YEAR AFTER

1. Imperfection is sort of sick.

BP is by far NOT a perfect product. There's small bugs still lingering, a few typos, some odd characterizations, rushed plot beats, all of that. But by letting myself be at peace with that and ship it, I allowed myself the brain space to focus on other projects and not dwell eternally on hunting down issues and rewriting bogs of text. I still vividly remember the first few times I saw people streaming BP -- ohhhh how I hated BP back then. All I saw in the streams was every mistake I had let slip through. But as I kept watching more and more, I saw what people actually cared about -- the heart of the story and the sexiness of my BOYS!! So, I chilled out. It made me realize that it's okay to release something a bit imperfect, because I know my heart will still be heard.

2. Cringe is cool.

Don't be ashamed of what you are passionate about. Cringe culture is dead. If I had let cringe stop me over the past year, there's no way I would have released BP at all -- the premise of the game alone would have rocketed me to another dimension. I think most of the coolest games out there take something a chunk of people might call "cringe" and make it fucken rad as hell by injecting their whole ass self into the project and making it scream "this is me. this is me." Think like undertale, or pony island, or dream daddy, or monster prom. They're unique and engaging and I'm happy they exist.

3. Unfortunately, you do not live on Mars.

There's a lot of reasons this is unfortunate. Mars sunsets look really fucken eerie and cool, for example. And I'm 99.9% sure that if you dig down far enough under the surface, you'll probably find strange alien skeletons. But, more importantly, Mars has ~25 hours in a day -- and we only have 24. You have to sleep. You need to eat. If you have a day job, you need to make sure you are doing it to keep paying your bills. At one point, I got so lost in the sauce that I nearly checked myself into the ER from not eating/sleeping enough and having some spooky side effects. I had to force myself to stick to a regimen for eating/sleeping, and while it did slow down some parts of the xyx route development (and current Adonia development), I am in a way better spot than I would have been had I not made these deliberate choices. Manage your time, take care of your life, and don't lose sight of yourself.

4. You are not the reviews.

If this is especially your first time in the review rodeo where people are rating something you put your heart into, I salute you. I did not realize how hard it would be to see reviews when I started out. Like with the imperfections, I had strong depressive moments when someone left a less-than-favorable review. It was almost like, at first, that they were reviewing ME, because of how important this project was to me. But I learned to let it go and try to glean the small useful knowledge points from them and then turn to the happy reviews as chasers. People are free to like what they like and vice versa -- it doesn't mean your game is bad, or that you are incompetent, it's just not for them. Reviewers also, frankly, don't know what went on during development and why things ended up the way they did. You cannot humanly please everyone, and chasing that down is a recipe for disaster. Your game will reach the people it's meant to, and that's what matters.

4.5 ...This includes the positive reviews.

"But wait! I thought you said the positive reviews helped you?" They did. They still do. But it's like taking an ibuprofen after a headache, or getting high after a nasty day -- a temporary solution. If you live in the reviews and feedback, you'll find yourself trying to keep those exact comments coming and slip into a "do what the players want only" mindset. Don't do that. Keep yourself at the front -- this is your story. I've already accepted, for example, that a chunk of BP players will not like Adonia, and that's okay. It's another personal story, and I'm making it for me first. If I lose sight of that, I lose myself. Game dev is supposed to be fun, not a mimic of me trying to please my family.

5. Fame is only sometimes cool.

I've talked about this at length in private, but not really publicly. I mean, I've mentioned that the popularity of BP was overwhelming and unexpected, but not much about what it's like shifting from a fan in fan spaces to a known creator in fan spaces. I don't think I can make any genuine fan-to-fan connections in spaces where BP is known, for example -- admirers see you through rose-colored glasses, and when they crack, you crack with it. Because I was so involved in otome communities before all this, it sort of feels like a larger loss for me than it might for others. This will come across as humble bragging to some people ("oh noooo my game got so popular that I'm too well known and too many people respect meeeeee") but it really has been one of the hardest things for me to face over the last year. I miss the days where I was just a nobody online doing whacky shit for fun with only a few eyes on me, I genuinely do. But I've come to terms with what my online life is now, and for those of you about to go through something similar, godspeed and good luck. It'll be okay. I did eventually find ways to navigate in spaces where people didn't look at me like that, and I'm much happier now.

6. Diversity matters.

If I have one regret for BP, it's that I played everything too safe. The designs of the og 3 are very typical otoge -- for better or for worse. They were designed to be instantly likeable by most otoge players. Otoge has a large trend of having mostly light-skinned love interests, and BP is part of that bucket. I'm happy Xyx is in the game as a LI, but I could have done more. People want to see people who look like them in games, and I heard that from so many comments/reviews and took it to heart. Adonia is part of that process. Another thing I played too safe was the lack of explicitly LGBT content in the game -- sure, i have 2 he/theys and everyone is technically bisexual (or a lesbian), but it's never really played out or evidenced in game. Like, Quest never says, "my ex-boyfriend said..." or anything along those lines. This isn't to say every game has to be very gay, but it is to say that I actively worked around that to try to please all fronts. I was afraid of pushback from some hardcore otoge fans that I've seen go after other devs for daring to include those things more openly in their games -- take the DUFE review bombing, for example. But, like I said before, you can't please everyone and chasing that down to make a clean, completely inoffensive game is maddening and a waste of time. I'm doing my best to ignore those fears -- mad props to everyone else succeeding far better than me. You are an inspiration.

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That was a lot of rambling, but if you made it this far, thanks for reading some of the things I've learned. I learn something new with every day that passes, and I can't wait to see what lessons the development of Adonia will teach me. Godspeed to all of u as well on your creative journeys. You are stronger and more capable than you think.

[cloudslostlibrary]

A new book has been found !

Book Title: Mario Kart Squabbles

Characters: CC! Boomerna, Reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary: You’re playing Mario Kart with a group of friends (Boomer, Gumi, Punz, Sam, and Sneeg) and it gets a little heated.

Tws: Cussing

Author’s Note: This is one of my favorite stories I’ve ever written!!

Masterlist

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You weren’t one for streaming. You had tried it of course, but it ended up just not really being something you enjoyed doing often. But since many of your friends were streamers, you regularly made appearances on their various streams. one person you streamed with a lot was Punz. He had been a close friends of yours for years, even before he started streaming. You tried your best to keep up with him. No matter what game you were playing, you wanted to at least try to beat him, even if it wasn’t plausible. So, when he asked you to join a Mario Kart lobby it wasn’t much different.

“I’ve never payed Mario Kart before.” You informed Punz over your discord call.

“Okay,” he mumbled, distracted by his game of Valorant. “You’ll learn it. It’s not that hard.”

“I don’t know Punz, I might have stuff I need to do, when would it be?”

“Uh, like ten pm-ish tomorrow night?” Punz smirked as he thought of an idea to get you on board. “Oh, and I’m pretty sure Boomer’s going to be there.”

“Really??” You asked, a little too excitedly, coughing to try and cover it up. “I mean I guess I’ll have the time to play a few rounds-“

Punz laughed at your obvious crush, “But since you don’t know how to play we can run a few practice rounds tomorrow while we wait for everyone to show up.”

“Sounds great, I need to head to sleep though, goodnight!”

“Goodnight Y/n!” Punz responded, almost getting cut off when you left the call.

A face lit up when you thought of how you would get to play games with Boomer it wasn’t often you were both invited to the same event. Even less often that you guys actually got to interact and Punz knew that.

You decided you would actually go to sleep like you said you were going to, taking a quick shower first and then hopping into your bed and falling asleep.

When you woke up you were smiling thinking about our plans for the da. The hours went by fast waiting for Punz to set up the lobby. Around 9:00pm our phone buzzed with a discord message.

“Hey a few of us are playing a warmup round, get in here idiot.” You read the text from Punz right as a Twitch notification popped up on our phone, notifying you that he went live.

“Alright, who’s doing the warmup round?” You asked, placing your phone on your desk as you sat down to launch everything you needed to play, setting up your switch while you were at it.

“It’s just me, you, Sam, and Boomer for now.

“Omw.” You quickly responded before joining the live vc.

“That was quick-“ Punz chucked when he saw you enter the voice channel, “what, you excited for something?”

“Wouldn’t want to miss the warmup rounds!” You lamely exclaimed, cringing at your obvious lie.

“Mhhm, I’m sure.”

It wasn’t long before Sam and Boomer joined as well. Both of the boys were streaming so you pulled up Boomer’s stream. He was yelling some nonsense at his chat about how he was the best and how he was going to win all of the races.

“They don’t stand a chance chat, trust me!”

“Earth to Y/n!” Punz yelled, gaining your attention.

“Yup, what’s up? You answered, turning off your phone to pay attention.

“What are you doing? We’re about to start the race.”

“Oh, nothing!” Punz hummed an unbelieving tone as you selected a random map to play on.

“Ready to lose Punz?” Boomer taunted, revving his character’s engine.

“In your dreams/“

The race commenced and you and Sam couldn’t seem to manage to stay on the road, much less actually get anywhere at a significant pace. At this point it was more or less a race between just Punz and Boomer, which they made painfully obvious.

“hey Boomer, how does my dust taste?” Punz asked sarcastically.

“I wouldn’t know man,” Boomer responded as he overtook Punz.

“Oh shit!’ Punz yelled i frustration as he fell off the map, securing himself second place behind Boomer.

“What are you distracted driving? You on your phone or something dawg?” Boomer laughed as he poked fun at his friend.

“You were literally just texting me simping for Y/n actually shut the fuck up.” Punz admitted agitated as the scoreboard showed up with him in second.

“Woah there’s no need for that!!” Boomer yelled down his mic.

“Punz Y/n is so pretty,” Punz started reading off the pairs exits much to Boomer’s dismay.

“Lalalalalala!!” Boomer repeated to try and cover up Punz leaking ther texts, although the point had already gotten across.

“Punz, Punz, Y/n is going to be playing Mario Kart with us today I’m so NERVOUS!”

“Ohhhh shit!” Sam chimed in as you and him burst into laughter.

“Let’s take a bathroom break before we invite the rest to actually play yeah?” Same suggested.

“Sounds good, I’ll be back.” You added, muting yourself on discord and pulling up Boomer’s stream on your computer.

“Chat! Chat!” Boomer desperately yelled, “It’s not what it looks like, I swear I don’t simp for Y/n!”

You gasped sarcastically before typing in his stream chat, “What do you mean you dont simp for Y/n peeposadge.”

You saw them read the message as it flew through chat a few seconds later, chat erupting into chaos with your response.

“Well, uh-I-“ Boomer tripped over his words with furrowed brows, “Chat?? What do I do here??”

They looked to read chat for advice, spotting a message and reading it out loud, “I tell them I have a crush on them? GUYS, I dont want them to know! What if they don’t like me back?”

“Boomer, I’ve got something to tel you…” You typed in chat, watching Boomer scramble before you closed the tab and reinterred the vc.

Boomer noticed this and joined it as well.

“Hey guys, I’m back.” You announced to your friends enthusiastically.

“Hey Y/n!” Gumi exclaimed.

“Hey Gumi!”

“You took an awfully long time in there, Y/n. Did you fall in or something?” Punz asked you before taking a swig of his drink.

“Oh, yeah I did my bad.”

You laughed and moved on from the subject, greeting all the others in the vc except Boomer. Boomer’s confusion was very evident on his face, not that you could see it but you could definitely hear it when they spoke.

“Y/n?” Boomer asked, kind of just letting his words fall out rather than saying them.

“What’s up?” You tried your best to hold in your laugh, couldn’t let him on to you of course.

“What- what were you going to tell me??” He questioned.

“What do you mean?” The silence in the discord was very intertwining to you for some reason, it felt as though everyone was on the edge of their seats for this interaction.

“You came into my chat and said you had something to tell me?”

“No… I don’t remember doing that…” You played dumb, pulling up his muted stream on your phone to watch his reaction.

Punz caught on and decided to jump in on the fun, “O’Malley going to be honest man, I’ve known Y/n for a while and that just doesn’t seem like something they would do.”

“Wow Boomer, are you imagining talking to Y/n?” Gumi pled on, “Kind of weird…”

“Yeah man, kind of weird.” You said letting a small laugh slip at the end, hoping no one caught it.

You checked his stream again and looked at the chat, they were all spamming, faking amnesia to the situation that had happened minutes prior simply to throw their streamer.

“Guys! You’re supposed to be on my side, you bunch of idiots! Worst wingmen ever.” Boomer berated his chat.

You smiled wide and moved on to playing the game, instead of Boomer. Once Sneeg joined, Punz was rightfully put in his place. Sneeg succeeded in winning first place in every race with almost no trouble. Sometimes he would even lap the last placer, which was usually you if we’re being honest.

After the games everyone said their goodbyes and went their separate ways. You shut off your computer and grabbed your phone before throwing yourself into your bed to relax. Your phone was blowing up. Curious, you opened it to find the source to be God forsaken twitter. It seemed like every other tweet was about you and Boomer.

You decided they had been put through enough tonight and opened discord to shoot them a text.

“Sooo, would you want to go on a Minecraft date later or something?” You sent the message and started giggling when Boomer replied with a string of “yes”.

“It’s a date then.” You sent the text before closing your phone and dozing off to a much needed sleep.

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[absolutepokemontrash]

ayo!! congrats on 666 <33 I'm not sure if its much of a request but I love how you wrote the demon kids personalities! I was wondering what kids of personalities you would see the other brothers kids having? Hypothetically of course (unless 👀)

BRO- I’ve actually been thinking about this for a while! Fan kids are fun to think about, what can I say? Now, these kids aren’t canon to the Awfully Familiar series, the HOL is crowded enough as is… but I hope you enjoy anyways!

(I’m giving all the kids names just so no one gets confused with which kid is whose)

Levi’s Kid

Uh let’s use probability to figure out how rare children of our snek boy are. The Otaku left the house (unlikely), spoke to a human being (very unlikely), did the devil’s tango with them (impossible)

I’m kidding, but seriously what the fuck why did this human exchange student look so much like Levi? Was that a tail? Hehehe… what a weird practical joke…

(I’m calling this MC Percy. Three guesses as to why)

Okay, onto the kiddo’s personality. I’m picturing them being REALLY hyped and REALLY enthusiastic about their hobbies and isn’t afraid to yammer about them. They’re good at what they do and they’re damn proud of it! They turn their envy into *~inspiration~* and get better at the things they enjoy doing!

In all fairness to Levi, it’s a bit easier for his kid because Percy isn’t literally being eaten alive and consumed by this sin every waking moment of his life… perks of being half human! :D

Percy loves swimming, and the ocean, and fish, and they brought a shark back from the beach- wait hang on a second-

It’s not uncommon for Levi to be hardcore gaming while Percy swims around in the fish tank.

The pair of them have a very good relationship, Percy is kind of Levi’s hero with how eager they are to get better at the things they love doing and how they almost never self pity spiral. The one issue is… ugh… Percy is a 🤢…. Sorry. Percy’s a 🤢 🤢-

They’re A FUCKING NORMIE. THEY DON’T LIKE ANIME!

Other than that, the two get along swimmingly. (Ba dum tisssss)

Percy’s reaction to Levi’s cool military titles is basically “WOAH! YOU HAVE BOATS?! CAN I GO ON ONE?!” And Levi would be a monster to decline.

Percy wore a pirate hat despite Levi telling them numerous times that they were a part of the navy, they CATCH pirates. Which are apparently still a big problem in the Devildom…

Also, Percy and Lotan absolutely adore each other. It makes Levi very happy

Satan’s Kid

Satan’s a pretty charming guy, and it’s canon that he’s amazing at seductive speech craft so it’s no surprise that he was able to seduce a human.

You know what is a surprise? The fact that Satan, the smart one, didn’t think to use protection! Like- DUDE I EXPECTED BETTER FROM YOU.

Whatever, anyway, when this kid slammed onto the floor of the assembly hall no one had time to react when the kid suddenly grew horns… and fangs… and a tail… OH FUCK THE KID WAS GOING THROUGH THEIR FIRST TRANSFORMATION WHAT THE FUCK-

(For simplicity’s sake, I’m going to call this kid Lyssa, mainly because of the meaning of the name)

The first thing Lyssa did was launch themselves straight at the first person they saw, and I ask you to guess exactly who sits in the middle seat of the assembly hall. That’s right… Satan… yay…

This kid nearly clawed his face off in the span of two seconds and it took Lucifer and Beel working together to drag them off of him and then Asmo had to step in to use his powers to calm them down. Well. That was eventful.

So Lyssa has a volcanic temper and they’re honestly really bitter and upset at everything, which is something that’s supposed to come in adult life, not so early. So what’s up with this kid? Well, when you’re born with a burning rage deep inside you that can be set off at even the slightest inconvenience and because of that everyone around you immediately assumes you’re dangerous or crazy can really do some damage to a kid.

So who oh who is Lyssa going to blame for this…? Hmmm… who is responsible for the anger? *Side eyes Satan*

“Wow, this kid is blaming me for passing down my wrath even though I couldn’t control giving it to them and if I had the choice I would have made sure they wouldn’t have to live with it and they’re mad at me for subjecting them to existence itself… wow this feels so bad :( who would treat someone like this..?” “*Dad sigh*”

The two of them do eventually get along. It’s actually Satan who extends the olive branch and offers to help them control their anger. As the two spend time together, Lyssa’s intense hatred slowly subsides.

So… what’s Lyssa going to do now? They’ve spent so much of their life being defined by their anger… who the fuck are they????? U-uh… cats! Cats! Lyssa likes cats! Is liking cats a personality? No? Okay… um… Music! Music is relaxing! Lyssa likes music! Um… um… ooo- look at that! They like space! And stars!

You knew what they don’t like? School. Lyssa doesn’t like learning in a controlled environment where they’re being told what to learn. Leave them alone so they can go read about space.

Beelzebub’s kid(s)

*munch* *munch* *chew* *chomp* huh, *chomp* why does the takeout- I mean the human look so much like him…? They’re his kid..? *choke* *cough* *cough* …Huh. Want some chips?

Surprisingly chill first meeting. Well, Beel and the kid were chill, everyone else was freaking the fuck out.

I’m calling this kid Pepper. Why? Fucking guess.

Pepper themselves is just… chill. They’re sort of like a capybara, their vibes are just so immaculate that everyone wants to hang out around them.

Unlike Beel, Pepper’s penchant for food mainly comes from “food is good.” instead of “my body is literally eating itself alive every second of the day and I need to be eating something at almost all times in order to stave off a rampage.” Beel is very happy that his kid doesn’t have to live with food constantly on the brain.

All was well until three days into the exchange program when Pepper asked at the dinner table “so when are we bringing my twin down here?”

…twin genes man… twin genes…

Second kid, I’m calling them Cane. (CANE PEPPER, GET IT?! GET IT?!) this kid is less like a capybara and more like a honey badger. They don’t give a shit.

Here’s the thing though… they’re identical twins.

Cane is basically Beel but smaller. They follow Beel to the gym and usually get stopped at the door. “Kids aren’t allowed in the gym.” Ha, the rules don’t apply to Cane, they just cross their arms and raise their eyebrows and whoever is stopping them just steps aside. Don’t fuck with the honey badger kid.

Pepper and Cane are super close though, but don’t ask if they have a telepathic link or something, Cane will fuck you up and Pepper won’t be able to stop them. (I know a pair of identical twins, and the amount of times they’ve been asked if they can read each other’s minds is enough to make anyone homicidal)

Belphegor’s kid

*squints* how’d this happen..?

Whatever. When Belphie’s kid woke up on the floor of the assembly hall everyone took one look at this kid and collectively went “shitballs”

Belphie was in the attic and his kid was wandering around the house like they ran the place! What the fuuuuuuuuck was Lucifer supposed to do with this????

Anyway, meet Arien.

Arien, how does one describe this little hellspawn? Well, one would call them the brood of Lucifer or the spawn of Satan but that would be false because this manipulative evil devil-child that crawled straight out of a teacher’s nightmares is BELPHIE’S kid. And it fucking SHOWS.

This kid won the demon/human genetic lottery and they’re going to make it everyone’s problem. Basically, they’re sin is sloth, but unlike Belphie, Arien’s is more voluntary, if that makes sense. They sleep and slack off because they like not doing work, not because they’re always tired. They have this sort of lazy relaxed facade that vanishes the second it’s not needed, it’s honestly kind of terrifying.

They quickly learn that if they just pretend to be having troubles with being constantly tired, the rest of the house will go easy on them if they miss their chores and schoolwork.

Jeez Louise when this kid met Belphie…

They both just stared at each other for a solid five minutes before anyone said anything. Belphie somewhat nervously started up his “oh woe is me get me out of here :(“ charade, and the kid played along for a few weeks, until of course, they got suspicious.

You remember how Belphie guilt spiralled with L!MC? Yeah imagine that but 40 times worse, and he hadn’t even done anything yet.

But yeah, blah blah blah Arien breaks Belphie out, they don’t die, family’s back together, happily ever after. But not quite. Arien’s “oh no I’m sorry I’m sleepy…” charade was found out and boy howdy was everyone pissed.

Surprisingly, it was Belphie who gave Arien the wake up thwack, but Arien called Belphie out on his laziness so Belphie was forced to become a better example.

The way they fixed Ari’s behaviour? Extra chores, extra schoolwork, extra everything, and the boys did nothing to help. Basically, “this is how we felt! Deal with it!”

It worked… thankfully.

[kjmsupremacist]

prompt title: “tame me and spoil me”

( ´艸｀) thank u hehe ♡

(at long last lol... no longer taking titles for this game, but my requests are now open!)

tame me and spoil me - Taeyong/reader, rated explicit; mommy kink, spanking, face slapping, hair pulling, taeyong cries

“Taeyong,” you say softly, peeling his fingers off your arm. “Let me finish cleaning.”

“You can just leave them to soak,” Taeyong wheedles. “C’mon, I feel like I haven’t seen you all week.”

“The more you bug me, the longer it’s gonna take,” you say, and this gets him to relent, backing away to let you finish the dishes. “Good boys are patient,” you add for good measure. “Will you be good?”

“Yes,” Taeyong replies, though he sounds sullen.

The dishes are finally done, and you dry your hands off while Taeyong noses at your neck, looking for a kiss. You sigh, extricating yourself from his hold. “That’s not how you ask for something.”

“Want you to fuck me,” he says, which is not the answer you were looking for.

“That’s not asking,” you say.

“Will you fuck me?” he rephrases. “Please?” Okay, points for manners. “Before I die of neglect?” Points immediately rescinded.

He’s been handsy and needy since you first got home earlier this evening. And you get it. You’ve both been a little busy this week, and you both got home late most days, too tired to do much before collapsing in bed to sleep. But you also feel that he could stand to be a little less desperate, and at least let you have a peaceful dinner. Unfortunately, it seems like peace is far from his mind. It’s not such a huge problem—you guys can stay up late tonight, and you appreciate how much he wants you—but you still want to try to be responsible.

Still, you gesture for him to head upstairs. “Let’s be polite, okay?”

“I said please,” he says, tone saturated with sass, taking the stairs two at a time.

“You’re being awfully mouthy for a good boy,” you say, a gentle warning, as you reach the upstairs hallway.

You don’t doubt Taeyong understands the meaning behind your words; his eyes dance with mischief. “What do you mean?” he asks sweetly.

You sigh. “Just seems like you’re on a fast track to wearing my patience thin, that’s all.” You make a shooing gesture at him in the direction of your bedroom. “Go on, on the bed.”

For once this evening, he does what he’s told. You follow slowly, flicking the hallway light off and closing the bedroom door behind you. Taeyong is situating himself on your mattress, covers shoved to one side. His shorts are riding up on his thighs, revealing soft, tender skin. You clench your jaw involuntarily, turning away so he doesn’t see.

You pull open your intimates drawer and run your fingers along the line of strap-ons there, plucking up a medium-sized baby blue one. You want to be able to fuck him hard, and that will be difficult if you can barely move inside him. You grab the lube as well, then slide the drawer shut, and hook your fingers through one of the loops of your harness, finally making your way over to the bed.

Taeyong makes a delighted noise when he sees the strap. “I love that one,” he says, leaning back. You realize he’s been touching himself over his shorts when you weren’t looking; there’s a wet patch over the little bulge where the head of his cock is. His fingers are suspiciously close to it.

“You’re so impatient,” you say, nodding at his hand. “Do you even deserve it?”

He ghosts his hand over his cock. “You never said I couldn’t.”

It’s like he’s determined to push all of your buttons. “It’s bad manners, baby,” you say, keeping your voice level. “Touching yourself through your pants when you think I can’t see? It’s naughty.”

He’s wearing a somewhat smug smile. “I’ve been doing it all night,” he reveals. “I’m surprised it’s taken you this long to notice, really. But I guess it’s ‘cuz you weren’t being very nice. Weren’t paying any attention to me.”

Alright, that’s enough, you think. You drop the items on the bed and reach out for him with both hands. In an instant, you’ve flipped him onto his stomach. Taeyong squeals in shock, but you hear a little bit of giddy delight mixed in there. You yank his shorts down, pulling his ass up with the hand that’s still on his hip, and strike him hard. Taeyong cries out; you pause to lick your palm, and hit him again, right over the same spot.

“M-ommy,” Taeyong stutters out, sounding punch-drunk.

“Gave you a couple of chances,” you say, hitting the other side. “Sometimes you’re perfect, but other days it’s like you can’t be good unless I beat some sense into you first. Do I have you make you scared of me to make you behave?”

“You’re so hot when you’re scary.” You think it’s supposed to be a rebuttal. You hit him again, pretending not to listen. He keeps talking anyway, breath hiccuping with each impact. “And you know how much I like getting hit.”

“Couldn’t you just ask for me to rough you up a little? Instead of goading me into it?” you suggest almost wearily.

“It feels better when you’re mad.”

“I’m gonna kill you,” you say, pinching his ass. He yelps; it turns into a whimper when you release him and immediately spank the spot before it’s finished turning from white to red. He whimpers; it sounds unsteady, like he’s on the verge of tears. Serves him right. “Stay there,” you say, releasing him to reach for the lube. To his credit, Taeyong doesn’t move apart from trembling a little in place as you slick up a couple of your fingers.

You use your other hand to tug his shorts the rest of the way down. The fabric pools around his knees. His cock bobs between his legs, head wet with precome. In a way, you almost feel bad for him—he’s been teasing himself all night—but it’s his own fault, so you brush the pity aside. You circle his entrance with a lube-slick finger to help with the initial push in, and then press your finger inside.

Taeyong shudders. “Oh, fuck,” he mumbles.

You swat him with your other hand. “Is that what you say?”

“Thank you,” he rushes out. You spank him again, and he lets out a broken little sob. “Thank you, mommy.”

“Was it so difficult?” You move your finger slowly, letting him open up around you. He doesn’t reply, just sniffles.

Luckily, the spanking has made him pliant, and soon you have three and then four fingers pumping in and out of him with ease. You stroke over his prostate just to watch him shake, his cock twitching as it drools more precome.

“Mommy,” he whimpers. “Please, I—I’m gonna—”

“You can come whenever you like,” you say mildly, “as long as you think you can come again later.”

“I can, I can,” he pants. You curl your fingers against his prostate and don’t move them away, just pet over it until he’s sobbing and coming untouched onto the sheets. You watch the way his stomach expands and deflates as he tries to catch his breath. His little body convulses weakly as the last drop of come beads at the head of his cock, and he lets out a long moan.

“So pretty when you come,” you murmur, rubbing your thumb back and forth over his hip, almost absentmindedly. “Can you roll over on your back? Use your shorts to clean up a little so it doesn’t stain the mattress while I put this on.” You pull out, watching in satisfaction when his hole clenches around air.

Taeyong doesn’t verbally reply, but he does do as he’s told, so you let it go. You pull your clothes off and drop them on the floor at the foot of the bed, then reach for the strap on and harness and begin the sometimes-arduous process of putting everything together.

Luckily, it doesn’t take that long, and Taeyong’s preoccupied cleaning anyway, so by the time he’s balling his dirty shorts up, you’re ready. You take his shorts from him with a “thank you, baby,” and toss them in the direction of the rest of your clothes. You spread his legs, lining the silicone cock head up with his entrance, and push in with one easy motion.

He gasps when you bottom out; you guess he’s still sensitive from his first orgasm. But he doesn’t flinch away, just squeezes his eyes shut, hands fluttering at his sides.

Soon, though, he adjusts and his eyes blink back open. He reaches out for you, and, thinking he wants a kiss, you lean forward to indulge him as you begin to thrust into him, slow and gentle. Your lips have barely brushed his before his hands are all over your body, settling on your tits and squeezing hard.

You slap his hands away, pulling back. “Did we not just go over this?” you snap. “You need to be patient, and only use your hands when I say you can—on me and on yourself. What else do I have to do to get it through your dumb little head?”

Taeyong’s watching you through slightly unfocused eyes. “I can’t help it, mommy,” he slurs out. “I want you all the time.”

“You’re not going to win me over with flattery,” you reply. “You can want me and still behave.”

“Don’t know how,” he insists, lifting his head like he’s gonna try to sit up or something. You grab a fistful of his hair and yank him back down, twisting his neck to the side until you’re sure his scalp is burning. He chokes out another moan.

“Absolutely not.” You slap him clean across the cheek, pleased when fresh tears spill over his waterline immediately. You’re mad, but it’s so hot; you decide to stop fucking him and just start grinding against the base of the strap. He can come again if you’re feeling generous after you’ve satisfied your own arousal.

It still does something for him, of course; you’re buried deep inside of him, and your movements make the strap press against his walls. His cock is already half-hard again, slowly recovering; he strains against your hand even though all that’s gonna do is get his hair ripped out if he’s not careful.

You’d rather that didn’t happen, so you slap him again to keep him down. He falls back against the pillows with a soft moan, blinking his teary eyes open. The pressure against your clit is steady and good, and you can feel your thighs trembling.

“Mommy,” Taeyong whines, lower lip wobbling. “Hurts.”

You huff out a moan and let your orgasm take you, gripping his hair even tighter as your heartbeat stutters while hot pleasure spreads across your body and satisfies the ache between your thighs.

You hear Taeyong crying in earnest as you catch your breath, and you release his head, afraid for a moment that you’ve really hurt him. But he seems fine, mostly; he’s mumbling something, but it’s hard to pick out words between his sobs.

“I’m sorry, mommy,” he says when you realizes you’re looking at him. He reaches out for you limply—not a ploy this time, but a need for you to be close. You curl over him, cupping his jaw. “I’m sorry,” he repeats, whispering now. His eyes are glassy. “I always force you to punish me because I’m always bad.”

There’s real sadness there, and it breaks your heart. “No, no, baby,” you say. “You’re not bad; it’s just that sometimes you do bad things. And that’s okay.” You kiss his cheek and he whimpers. “I punish you because I know it’s what you need, not because I’m truly angry. I could never be angry with you.”

Taeyong sobs, holding you close. You kiss him again and again, tasting the salt of his tears. “Mommy,” he cries. “I love you.”

You smile. “I love you too, baby,” you say. “It’s okay. Don’t cry.” He hiccups quietly, but you can feel his breathing begin to slow. “Good. So good. Do you still wanna come?”

This catches his interest, and he even manages a smile. “Yes,” he says softly.

“Okay.” You give him one last kiss, then push yourself up a little for better leverage, and begin thrusting into him again.

He clings to you, moaning sweetly. The tears dry on his face, and there’s no trace of that sadness, or the terrible mischief, anymore. He looks blissful and content, sighing when the head of the strap hits home.

You wrap a hand around his cock, and it only takes a few more minutes before he’s coming, arching off the bed as he spills hot white over your hand and his chest.

You pull away, kissing him and promising you’ll be right back. You start the water for a bath, then carry him to the bathroom and leave him to soak there while you clean everything up. Once you’re satisfied with the state of the room, you rejoin him in the bathroom, climbing in beside him. The water is still warm.

“C’mere,” he says, reaching out for you. You scoot closer, humming happily. “Thank you,” he says.

“Anything for you, you little brat,” you say fondly. He giggles against your collarbone.

[sugamamacustard]

Sweet little chick

��Pairing: Mafia boss! Alpha! Sugawara Koushi! X Omega! Reader

Genre: Fluff, Yandere

Request: N/A

Summary: The Karasuno Crows fell to the will of one person and one person alone. You were expected to do the same to the mama crow.

Warnings:  Slight/Yandere! Themes. Stockholm Syndrome, Collars, dresses, blood/core/ mafia compliant violence. 

Author’s Note:  An anon on my main blog (Shameless plug, it’s @angstyclowns​) sent me an amazing message and I took care of myself for once and now I’m super motivated! Also, I’m tried keeping this gender neutral, but reader does end up in a dress and thigh highs, so I’m sorry for that!

Requests: Open!

Disclaimer: I do not condone the acts below, please do not kidnap people you fancy and force them to stay against their will until they pull a beauty and the beast. Thanks for reading!

Sugawara Koushi

➵ You weren’t sure how long you had been there. 

➵ In fact, at this point you weren’t sure you cared. 

➵ You were respected here. People groveled on their knees at your feet for your favor, just to make you smile.

➵ Because if you liked them, your alpha was less likely to slit their throats. You were a direct link to getting in the alpha’s good graces.

➵ At first, you hated it. Hated the feeling of people begging you for their lives.

➵ And sometimes, sometimes late at night, you hated it now too. Hated how their screams still rung in your ears, begging and pleading for you to help.

➵ Most times, your alpha tried to keep you out of the bloody weeds of his business, but some times, when Noya or Hinata weren’t quick enough to stop a new guy who royally messed up from begging you to call off the hit.

➵  At that point, you had to hide in your nest, close your eyes and cover your ears until Suga came to comfort you.

➵ In the beginning you would smack him away, but now you craved his touch. His hugs, his purrs, his words of reassurance, anything he would give to you to settle your fears. 

➵ You weren’t sure why you pushed him away in the first place, as you were much better now. You were getting help after the untimely death of your parents (Car accident), you had friends (Suga allowed you to keep company with some of the other crows’ omegas), and everything you wanted at the snap of your fingers.

➵ You were perfectly content with life as it was. 

➵ But that didn’t mean you didn’t have your own rules to follow. 

➵ Your alpha had several rules to follow, especially because of the role he played. 

➵ When he had meetings with Fukorodani or Nekoma, you were to sit on his lap, in whatever tight little number you were gifted that day, and stay quiet. Occasionally, Daichi (Who ran Karasuno along side Suga) would bring his own omega and you two would be allowed to talk quietly among yourselves or play Animal crossing together. 

➵ If you had a concern or comment, you would whisper it to Koushi, who would either allow you to share or re-word it himself.

➵ The other leaders thought you were the second cutest thing in their worlds (Their own omegas holding first. But you were reminded them of their own omegas they left at home) and always listened when you spoke, treating you like a valid member of the Karasuno crew.

➵ Which you were. 

➵ But not in the same sense as everyone else. You were more-or-less an innocent bystander that held the title. 

➵ Under no circumstances however, were you allowed to talk to someone that wasn’t approved by Koushi. Kuroo, Bokuto, Oikawa (Read, Iwaizumi), even Ushijima were all approved, their omegas too, but no one else. 

➵ They understood this, growling at their guards and anyone else they brought for a meeting to stay away. 

➵ But unfortunately, not all people took the gracious warnings they provided. 

➵ The day started off like it normally did, with Suga waking up far earlier than you cared to know. 

➵ He pecked your lips while you groggily watched him get ready, button his shirt while you sat up to run your hands through his hair.

➵ “Do you have to leave so early, Koushi?” You whined, pulling him down once more to hug him tightly. He chuckled in your ear, pecking your cheek before prying you off. 

➵ “Unfortunately I do, sweet thing. But I promise, I’ll back to pick you up for the meeting later.”  A final kiss was pressed to your lips before your alpha was off, tightening his tie on the way out and slinging on his suit jacket.

➵ Predictably so, you went back to bed, sleeping until a knock on the door woke you up. 

➵ Hinata walked in slowly, beaming down at you brightly before setting down a silver and gold box and walking back out, closing the door behind him. You liked Hinata. He seemed to have a second sense to when you wanted to talk or when you just wanted your alpha.

➵ His omega was lucky. 

➵ But you were more lucky. You got to see your alpha soon, since he always had your dresses delivered in the time frame that allowed you to get ready right before Suga would show up to pick you up

➵ So you shakily got up, stretching and yawning before picking  up the box and sliding off the top. The dress inside was a velvet black up until the bodess, which was a sweetheart neckline. From there, a mesh overcoat covering your shoulders and arms hooked around your neck. It was beautiful. 

➵ So you slipped it on quickly, styling your hair with dry shampoo and whatever else you deemed appropriate and slipping some black thigh highs to match  before clipping on the final accessory

➵ It was a pristine white collar that buckled around your neck, with a small white bell and a hanging heart charm that simply said your name. It wasn’t as extravagant as the other omegas’ collars, but it suited Suga-- who, in a way, owned you. 

➵ Like clockwork. the moment you finished tightening the collar your alpha was knocking on the door, opening it soon after and smiling at you. 

➵ He was in a different suit then what he left in and his knuckles were wrapped, but you didn’t want to question it. 

➵ “Ready to go?” 

➵ You nodded excitedly, hooking your arm with his and making your way out of the room. He grabbed your switch (Which he had gifted you, custom with your favorite colored joycons) on the way out, soon leading you to the ‘meeting room’. 

➵ Daichi and Kuroo both smiled from their conversation when you two finally made your entrance, nodding in your direction. 

➵ Suga sat in his chair, allowing you to sit in his lap right after before passing you the gaming console and starting the meeting. (Kuroo and Daichi said something about how lucky Suga was that you were ‘ready’ whatever that meant)

➵ You didn’t care to listen, probably for the better, only playing animal crossing with small hums leaving you. 

➵ Twenty minutes in and all was fine with minimal disagreement on whatever was going on. At least, minimal trouble for the alphas.

➵ You felt a sense of unease set over you while you were playing a while ago but hoped it would just disappear. 

➵ But it never did. 

➵ You looked up to see Suga completely enveloped in the conversation with Kuroo and Daichi, so it wasn’t him, nor the other two alphas. 

➵ Looking around, you noted it wasn’t any of the Karasuno crows that were in there. 

➵ All the usual people Kuroo brought with him were focusing on the void. 

➵ All but one. You had never seen him before but he looked slimy from here. Even Lev (One of Kuroo’s bodyguards that got along with literally everyone, including you) was standing far away from him.

➵ His hair was greasy and blue. A gross as blue that looked like he tried to go for silver but failed. 

➵ It was disgusting to you and he was staring directly at you. Who tf was this guy???

➵  You mindlessly nuzzled back into Suga’s arms, which made him falter and look down at you before going back to the conversation (A land deal?) 

➵ But the feeling never faltered. 

➵ You had tried getting up to go the bathroom once during the meeting but the feeling at you sitting right back down, trying so hard to focus on your game. Your scent was burnt slightly, which set Suga on edge, but what made it even worse was when the boy- smelled like beta- offered to take you off of Suga’s hands for the meeting. 

➵ “A frail thing like her shouldn’t be in the company of such vile conversation topics, yeah?” 

➵ “We’re talking about land, what about that is vile?” Suga sneered, switching from looking at you to the man. He could tell you were off the moment you burrowed into him.

➵ There weren’t any excited giggles coming from you if you discovered something new. No squeals of joy when you finally, finally caught that fish you had been trying to catch for however long. Nothing. Silence and tense muscles.

➵ He had been trying to figure out what was wrong with you the entire time until it suddenly clicked. 

➵ The male spoke and you were grabbing his shirt like a lifeline.

➵ It was him. 

➵ This beta was making his omega uncomfortable. 

➵  Kuroo and Daichi picked up on this fairly quickly, Kuroo already apologizing to Daichi before looking to the Beta. 

➵ Suga didn’t hear what they said, but he felt Daichi pushing you and him out of the room. A silent promise in his eyes.

➵ He picked you up effortlessly, taking you to your room and setting you in your nest and scenting you excessively

➵ You whimpered and allowed him to do so, the switch being discarded somewhere. 

➵ Suga held you to his chest for hours after that, silently planning  ever terrible thing he would unleash unto the unsuspecting beta. 

➵ there was nothing in the world Suga wouldn’t do for you. 

➵ He killed for you once and he’d do it again over and over again.

➵ Whether it be faking a car accident or disposing of trash, keeping eyes on you with specially planted agents, Suga was willing to do everything for you. 

➵ And he certainly had the means to do so.

[svtskneecaps]

sunset in a bottle

(gender neutral) reader x lee seokmin

genre: fluff, and about three paragraphs where it gets a wee bit of angst in it ; words: 3.3k

horse camp!au; listen in the interest of full disclosure i ripped most of the mystery aspect from the Barbie Horse Adventures: Riding Camp wii game alright, anything in 'single quotes' is more or less quoted directly from the game. also, my knowledge of horses begins and ends with that game (and about twelve total hours on a horse over the course of my entire [redacted] years of life) so if you know stuff about horses. please stop.

note: HEYA @escapewriter I GOT YOU BABY, I BE SANTA, SORRY LAKJSDFLKAJSFD MERRY HOLIDAY BUD I HOPE THIS IS GOOD also hope that tag works anyway love u <3

(also thank u yellow for struggling to title this bad boy with me and coming up with the one seen here, let's just all agree not to think too hard about it thx)

You wanted so badly to be mad. You wanted to be huffy, and you wanted to sulk, and you wanted to rail against your mom for kicking you off to some ridiculous horse camp on some ridiculous island a million miles from everything you’d ever known, but damn it all, the island was just too pretty. It was too hard to stay mad when the sea glittered everywhere you looked, and the distant sound of the waterfall serenaded you to sleep. So you wanted to consume yourself in angst--but you couldn’t.

C’est la vie.

The horse riding wasn’t too bad, either--once you stopped gasping every time the horse picked up speed. At least the horse was patient with you. The woman who ran the camp--Ms. Roberts--seemed unsurprised by your hesitance towards picking up speed. Apparently your grace in the saddle once you finally crossed that little mental hurdle was more surprising, although you didn’t hear that from her directly. You only found out when she sent you to saddle up.

“Try to find my nephew,” she said. “Ask him for Breezy.”

And you did as she’d said, pushing through the stable doors and looking for the stable boy you’d been introduced to on your first day.

“Seokmin!” You didn’t yell it as loud as you wanted, wary of startling the horses, but it was a big building and you weren’t about to keep Ms. Roberts waiting.

“Polo!” he called back.

You snorted, rounding the corner to see him grooming one of the horses--one you recognized as way above your skill level. “Shouldn’t that only come after Marco?”

“They’re both names, aren’t they?” He set the brush down, turning to face you with a smile. “What can I do for you?”

“Ms. Roberts said to ask you about ‘Breezy’.” Saying it aloud landed you with conflicting feelings--either you sounded like a spy, or a total dork.

Seokmin’s eyebrows shot up. “Wow, already?”

“Already?” you echoed. “Am I about to live my ‘main character in a horse girl movie’ dreams?”

He shook his head. “No, Breezy’s a total sweetheart, but usually my aunt keeps new riders on Tammy for another week.”

“Well, I swear I’ve never been on a horse before,” you said, holding up three fingers. “Scout’s honor.” You’d never been a scout, but he didn’t need to know that.

“That I could tell.” He laughed, but it didn’t feel mean. He gestured to the horse he’d been grooming. “This stunning beauty is Breezy.”

You felt your own eyebrows shoot up, but you tried to soften the sudden fear. “Bit narcissistic to compliment your own work, huh?”

“It’s not narcissistic if it’s true,” he countered.

“I’ll give you that one, she truly is stunning.” You chewed your lip. “She’s also way out of my league.”

“Not if my aunt said to ask for her,” he said, grabbing the saddle hanging on the wall. “She thinks you can handle it.”

“Well I sure don’t.”

But he was already adjusting the stirrups, paying your naysaying no mind. “Ready to mount up?”

“Um,” you said, articulately, staring the horse in her sleepy, terrifying eyes. “What happens if I say no?”

“Then we’ll saddle up Tammy and you can practice until you feel ready.” He set a hand on your arm and smiled. “But for what it’s worth, my aunt believes in you. And so do I.”

For once, your lack of air had nothing to do with horses.

“Okay,” you said, when you finally found your voice. “Let’s give it a shot.”

It took you a couple tries to mount up. Breezy was taller (and terrifying) but you got it, without help, even, although it was offered. You found yourself beaming as you walked the horse over to Ms. Roberts, and you barely gasped at the speed changes and found yourself at ease in a steady trot by the end of the lesson.

Overall, an excellent day’s work, in your opinion.

--

Pretty quick, you were cleared for free riding across the island. You’d been strictly instructed to keep to the main trails, but otherwise you’d been allowed free reign (ha. free rein). And it was exactly what you needed; careening around the scenery at a walk or a trot or--very rarely--a gallup was a balm to your soul. You’d graduated from Breezy to a horse more equipped for the long rides you craved--Buckshot. You thought that’d be the kind of name given to a sprinter, but he seemed to enjoy long walks on the beach as much as you did, which was good, because one of your long walks uncovered the bottle.

At first you thought it was just trash, which kinda pissed you off.

“People have no respect,” you grumbled, swinging your leg over Buckshot’s back to hop down and grab it. Brushing the sand off it, you realized there was something inside--a paper. The cork in the bottle was stuck pretty tight, but with enough work you got it out of the way. It must’ve been ancient, since it fell apart under your fingers. Fishing the paper out of the bottle was the work of seconds.

You heard the callout while you read, “Marco!”

“Polo!” you hollered back, still skimming the page.

Seokmin appeared over the hill, reigning Tantor to a halt. “It’s sunset, time for campers to be back at the stables.” Then he blinked. “What’s that?”

“Message in a bottle,” you answered.

“Ooh, really?” He dismounted with grace you could never hope to match. “What’s it say?”

“Not gonna lie, it’s pretty depressing,” you said. “It says, ‘To whoever finds this, it looks like our boat is going down, and I will never see my beautiful island again. I was so scared to go on the boat, and now I know why. They’re getting the lifeboats ready, but I’m still scared. So if anyone finds this, you can have the jewelry I hid in the heart of the old place. Momma’s calling now. Think of me. Signed--” you squinted, trying to decipher the curlicues “--Hannah Roberts’.”

Seokmin’s eyebrows shot up. “Hannah Roberts?”

“Is she related to you?”

“Yeah, she’s my great-great aunt.”

You huffed a breath. “Oof, sorry to have read her final words out of nowhere.”

“Actually, those weren’t her final words.” He grinned. “She actually survived and lived a long and happy life at her destination. They shipped all her stuff back after she died of old age.” He frowned. “She was right about one thing, though. She never did come back to the island.”

“Well that sucks.”

He shrugged. “She seemed happy out there.”

You frowned at the note. “Wonder what she meant by ‘the old place’.”

“Are you thinking about trying to find it?”

“Well, if she never came back to the island, it’s probably still there, right? Family heirlooms should be with the actual family.” You shrugged, rolling your shoulders. “Besides, I need a project. Just something to focus on.”

“Blasting through ribbons faster than any camper on record isn’t enough for you?” he teased, moving to mount his horse.

You rolled your eyes, attempting to mount Buckshot and succeeding on the third try. “I’m not that impressive.”

“Sure you are!” He swung himself onto Tantor’s back, on the first attempt.

“Uh huh,” you said.

He sighed, shaking his head at you. “You can’t compare yourself to me,” he scolded. “I grew up here.” He wheeled his horse around, patting you on the shoulder. “Trust the horse boy, you’re doing amazing.”

Then he grinned. “Race you to the stables!” He clicked his tongue and Tantor took off like a shot.

You gasped, looking down at Buckshot. “We’re not gonna let that stand are we?” With a click of your tongue and a gentle squeeze, he took off after Seokmin.

(they beat you there, of course, but you didn’t fall off or panic and he didn’t even seem to be handicapping himself, so you’d count that as a victory of your own)

--

You met up with Seokmin after the first jumping lesson, throwing yourself dramatically to the porch next to his chair with a groan. He looked up from his book.

“That good, huh?”

“Curse you for inflating my ego with your repeated assurances that I’m a prodigy,” you grumble. “Do you have any idea what I’ve been through today?”

He pretended to consider, before smiling. “No clue!”

“First, Jeonghan had me set up the course by myself, even though I’ve never done it before, and I still haven’t figured out if it was a teaching moment or if he just didn’t want to do it himself--”

“The second one.”

“--And then I spent the morning toppling on my ass, and the afternoon icing my bruises.” You threw a hand over your eyes. “My pride is too wounded, I can never ride again. I will never move from this spot. I’ll become one with the moss. Remember me as I was, and not as I am. My strength. . . it’s failing. . .”

“Well, I found Hannah’s diary.”

You sat up. “My strength returns.”

He laughed and it sounded like a sunset. “You wanna see?”

“Am I allowed?”

He shut the book and stood, offering you a hand up. “Of course you are.”

You took his hand.

--

Reading the diary was an adventure. You kept cycling through emotions--from guilt over reading someone’s private thoughts, to giddy over witnessing this slice of history, to analytic as you scanned every passage of the diary for some hint as to what ‘the old place’ meant. The wild shifts made Seokmin giggle, but he was just as bad as you were, so you didn’t feel bad about it in the slightest.

Seokmin grabbed your arm, pointing at a passage. “Look, she mentioned the bottle!” He bent over the page (he was better at reading cursive). “ ‘Now that I’m safe, I wonder if anyone will find that message in a bottle I threw overboard. I would hate to lose my jewelry forever. Of course, they would have to find the Rainbow Waterfall and the cave painting I made in order to figure it out.’ ”

You chewed your lip. “There’s only the one waterfall on the island, right?” That trail had scared you far too much to attempt it.

“Yeah.” He suddenly seemed unsure. “But the storm caused a lot of damage across the island, and that path is treacherous on a good day. If you’re not careful, some of those bridges could snap right beneath you. It wouldn’t be safe.”

You sighed. “Then I guess the adventure ends here, until the trail gets fixed.”

“Guess so.” He patted your shoulder. “On the bright side, we’ve still got a ton of history to go through.”

“True!” You brightened. “I wanna see how she met her lover.”

“Her lover,” he echoed, faking a swoon. “You say it so romantically, it really is like the days of old.”

“Well I don’t know who she married!” You defended. He opened his mouth and you shrieked. “And don’t you dare spoil it!”

“I wasn’t! I swear!” He leaned back over the diary. “Come on, she’s going to that dance she mentioned a couple entries ago. You’ll miss all the drama.”

“If she didn’t manage to upstage Tiffany Greenwood the world has no justice.”

--

In your defense, you’d intended to keep the agreement. You stayed to the well trod trails, focused on your riding, careened over hill and dale, until you left everything in the dust and Marco, Polo became less of a joke and more of the easiest way for Seokmin to find you, when sunset finally came.

(by this point, you knew enough to start heading back by then, but he still came out to find you. truthfully, you enjoyed racing him to the stables in the twilight, and seeing him grin at you as you hurtled across the terrain affected your heart rate more than the adrenaline)

But you completed the camp requirements for a jumping ribbon, and you blasted through the Roads and Tracks ribbon, and there was only one ribbon left to work towards, and it scared you. When that was done, what was left?

And then it was visitation day.

And your mom came to the island.

And she took one look at your ribbons--four ribbons, obtained faster than anyone in the history of the camp--and said, “Well. It took you long enough.”

The sun didn’t set right, that night. You didn’t leave the bunkhouse. You didn’t see Seokmin. You just laid there, staring at your ribbons.

(took you long enough)

And then you were on the mountain trail, staring down a wooden bridge--barely visible between the faint light of a crescent moon and the vapor from the waterfall--with the reins clenched in your fists.

You dismounted, heart pounding. You wouldn’t put Buckshot in danger. Thinking was difficult, over the beating of your heart and the echo in your head (took you long enough), but you had enough sense to know that this was stupid--that putting anyone else in danger was stupid--and you patted the horse on the side and stepped closer to the bridge.

And then the call echoed up the mountain, “Marco!”

You froze.

Again, “Marco!”

You hesitated, but called back. “Polo.”

Seokmin guided Tantor up the mountain at a canter, dismounting with that grace you didn’t have--that you would never have--and hurried over to meet you.

“What are you doing out here?” he asked, and his eyes shone with worry.

“How’d you know I’d be here?” you said, instead of answering.

He started, stopped, hesitated, and then said, “I missed you at sunset,” he said. “And I was going to stop in and see if you were okay, and you were gone. The mountain was. . . just a hunch.” He placed a gentle hand on your arm. “But you didn’t answer my question.”

You looked away--you couldn’t meet his eyes. “It’s. . .”

You wanted to be honest. He made you want to be honest.

“I wasn’t fast enough,” you said. “I spent too much time being scared and falling off, and I didn’t get the ribbons fast enough.”

“Says who?”

The outburst made your eyes snap up to his face--his expression shifting from flabbergasted to annoyed and back, every second.

“You’ve advanced faster than any student we’ve ever had at this camp,” he said. “It took me a whole year to earn my Roads and Tracks ribbon, so you listen to me and you listen good.” And he took you by the hands and looked you in the eye which made it very hard to listen. “Not only are you fast enough, you’re too fast. I mean-- leave some for the rest of the campers, come on!”

You snorted, and he grinned.

“No,” you said, “it’s all mine. They can fight me for it.”

He laughed, squeezing your hands. “That’s the spirit.” He bumped your shoulder. “And I’m the resident horse expert, so you know I’m right.”

You glanced over your shoulder at the misty bridge. “Guess we better get back to the stables.”

“We could, but we’re already up here.”

“And it’s dangerous. You said so yourself.”

“I said it was dangerous for you. And that was before you finished the Roads and Tracks ribbon.” He mounted Tantor, wiggling his eyebrows. “How ‘bout it?”

He would be the death of you.

You swung yourself back onto Buckshot. “Let’s do it.”

The trail was as treacherous as was advertised, but the horses were careful and you made it to the top of the mountain with relative ease.

You dismounted, staring across the island.

“Pretty cool, huh?” Seokmin said.

It was no sunset. “It’s sure pretty,” you said, watching the thousands of stars.

“We’ll have to come up here before sunset sometime. You’ll love it.” He nudged your arm, then turned to an outcropping. “If Wii Sports Resort taught me anything, it’s that there’s gonna be a cave back here-- aha!”

“Wii Sports Resort?”

He seized your hand and tugged you behind him. “I can’t believe I never found this place before!” He yanked a flashlight out of his pocket, flicking it on to reveal the small chamber--and the painting.

“That is a big tree,” you said, staring at the mural overtaking most of the wall. Despite the years, it hadn’t faded really at all.

“For a cave painting it’s really detailed.”

“What I don’t get is why you’d leave a hint in a cave painting at the top of a mountain.” You shook your head. “It seems like a lot of unnecessary steps.”

“Shh!” He waved a finger at you distractedly. “Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth!”

“Didn’t that lead to the fall of Troy?”

“Shh!” He surveyed the cave wall, and then pointed. “There’s a heart on the trunk. That seems important.”

“Didn’t she mention something like that in the bottle? In the heart of the old place, right?”

He shook your shoulder, bouncing on his heels. “There’s only one tree on the island she could mean!”

“The Ancient Oak,” you finished.

“We gotta check it out. We gotta check it out now!”

“Since when was I the voice of reason?”

“Oh come on, you’re with me, and if we find the jewelry there’s no way my aunt will be mad at us when we get back,” he whined.

You laughed. “I was convinced from the minute you said it. Race you once we’re clear of the mountain?”

“You’re on!”

--

Going down the mountain was harder than going up, somehow, and while Buckshot was an angel, he was not a racer, so naturally Tantor and Seokmin won the breakneck chase to the tree.

“Check it out, it’s shaped like a heart!” He pointed at a knot in the trunk as you trotted up. “It’s the thing, it’s gotta be!”

“Is the jewelry in the tree then? Or like, buried under it?” You swung yourself off your horse.

“In it I bet, she said in the heart, didn’t she?” He inspected the knot. “Yeah, there’s a hole there!”

You poked the knot, and the wood dislodged, revealing a small space behind it. “How long did it take to hollow this out? That’s nuts.”

He giggled. “Tree pun.”

You snorted. “Unintended, I promise.”

He shoved his hand into the space, fishing around. “I’m not feeling--oh wait!” He yanked his hand out, shoving it towards you. “I found it! I found the thing!”

“A necklace, huh?”

“A locket,” he corrected.

You made a face. “The locket is the thing on it, it’s a necklace with a locket.”

He ignored you, fumbling for the clasp. “There’s a drawing here. It’s her! This is amazing!”

“It’s her?”

“Her and her friend I bet, the one from the island.” He laughed. “And their horses, of course.”

“They’re valued members of the team,” you said, thinking of Buckshot and Tantor tramping over the mountain with you when they could have been snoozing in a warm stable.

Seokmin beamed at you with that sunset smile. “You’re a valued member of the team. I don’t think I’m exaggerating when I say you’re the best thing that’s happened to this island in a long time.”

“Well, I don’t know about that.”

He crossed his arms. “Not convinced, huh? Well you’re sure the best thing to happen to me. Have fun debating that one.”

He would be the death of you and damn, you’d sit back and watch it happen.

“The feeling is mutual, may I assure you, detective,” you said, pretending like your head wasn’t singing.

“We certainly cracked this case, partner,” he said.

“You sound like a cowboy now.”

He shrugged. “I think I prefer that to a detective. Not enough room for horses in a mystery novel.”

“The horses are the most important part.”

He coiled the necklace chain, placing it carefully in his pocket. “Guess it’s time to get back to the stables, since we solved that mystery. Too bad there’s no sunset to ride into.”

You smiled. “Who needs a sunset? I’ve got you.”

[helenazbmrskai]

This Summer

Guess who’s back with another yoongi fic featuring my favourite trope so here’s another brother’s best friend au, I wanted to try a different setting for this one since I like summer camp aus a lot (and there’s not enough of it on this site I tell you) and I never did something similar to this also I’m sorry that there will be mistakes in here because I wrote this in three days but I’ll proofread it once I have the energy.

🏕️Title: ‹This Summer›

🏕️Pairing: ‹brother’s best friend and camp counsellor! yoongi x new camp counsellor! reader ft. brother and camp counsellor! hoseok›

🏕️Genre: ‹brother’s best friend, summer camp, camp counsellor, romance, fluff, angst, smut, idiots to lovers›

🏕️Summary: ‹This summer you’re going to stop liking min yoongi for good. The plan is flawless until it’s not (but you’re not the only one with plans.)›

🏕️Warnings: ‹smut, making out, oral (both parties) receiving, penetrative sex, condom sex, dirty talk, yoongi is jealous of jungkook having your boobs against his chest, y/n avoids yoongi like it’s her life mission for like 5k straight, a lot of angst but there will be fluff too so don’t worry, awkward tension, sexual tension, clueless hobi, everyone is stupid in this, jungkook likes meddling with y/n’s life a little bit too much, poor tae facing yoongi’s wrath without any reason lol›

🏕️Word count: ‹12.3k›

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Your brother is a ticking time bomb, no one knows when he’s going to take something into his head, he’s that annoying sibling that’s always full of energy and twists everyone around his pinky finger on family dinners. You love him with your whole heart, considering you ripped that mean girl’s hair out in elementary school when she called your baby brother (who is older than you but shh) ugly and made him cry.

Hoseok and you are polar opposites he’s cheery and positive always have a big smile on his face, ready to help all the old ladies with heavy shopping bags cross the street while you’re on the quiet side and often misunderstood.

It’s easy to see on holiday dinners and get-togethers that your relatives favour him over you because you’re less talkative and friendly, he has better achievements in life whilst you struggle with school but those you’re close with know the real you and awkward conversations about your nonexistent boyfriend because you’re so deeply in love with your brother’s best friend is not the best ice breaker your distant grandmas try to pull on you. Even so, when Yoongi decides to tag along to those said dinners accompanied by his parents and little sister, might just hell break loose.

The second man who basically acts like he lives in your house is your best friend slash knight in shining armour and partner in crime; simply named Jeon Jungkook for good measure who is your next-door neighbour. You have tons of unforgettable memories with him as he was the one you went to prom with, annoyed all the teachers on field trips with your loud rap battles and cried on each other's shoulders as you graduated high school together.

Your friendship with him came as a surprise to all your family members as they originally thought your brother and him will become close but instead, he spent most of his time with you while yoongi and hoseok with their other friends hang out separately. On rare occasions, your group would mix and go to see a popular movie or play games at the arcade on someone’s birthday.

Summer usually is the time when things are a little slow. No assignments to do or classes to attend, your brother leaves in early July for this summer camp that’s half a day far away from your home with his friends and the last two summers even Jungkook applied to be a camp counsellor as he likes to be surrounded by kids and nature just like your brother does so literally, everyone left for some time leaving you alone in your hometown with nothing to do but it was better this way because away from Hoseok meant that Yoongi will be far away too.

Your brother tries to persuade you every year to go with them but you always have to decline, sometimes your no is firmer than other times because Hoseok is excellent at using his puppy eyes on you.

However, this summer you had other plans. There’s no bell to ring once the last class is dismissed for the semester, tired from your finals you’re going to dedicate at least a week to catch up on your sleep and fix your eating habits but you have a big smile on your face as you climb into Jungkook’s run-down Ford slamming the car door behind your body since they don’t function properly sometimes. This car is his prized possession, got it for his 18th birthday after he successfully passed his test (at the forth try) and bragged about his driving license to you for over two weeks although you only dared to sit next to him after two months. Jungkook named his car Adonis and forbid you of disrespecting his little baby if you want to ever get a lift so you let him be.

Back to your important inner turmoil, you decided you will no longer simp over Min Yoongi your brother’s best friend and this summer you’ll get over him as a grown-up woman. Being in your second year at the local University that all the boys attend it’s surprisingly easy to avoid your brother and his friends and how everyone’s schedule seems to be so packed all the time during the semester, you don’t see them as much as you used to in high school.

”This was your last final, right?” Jungkook turns the ignition key ready to leave this hellhole of a place, holding your headrest with one hand as he turns to see the back of the car so he can back out of the parking lot without any accidents. You grab the smoothie from the cup holder before humming in agreement and take a sip whilst taking in your best friend’s features you haven’t seen for the past week.

”As soon as I get home I’m going to sleep till the next century.” Your dramatic response earns a chuckle and a jab to your left boob as he didn’t take his eyes off the road while delivering his hit. Jungkook wears his signature white tee with a pair of dark blue jeans no traces are left of the stress both of you went under, he was luckier than you as his finals ended a week ago.

”School sucks, we couldn’t even have fun together and I’m leaving next week. I’m going to miss you, you know. You really won’t come with us?” He tried to make you rethink your decision just like your brother but not even his bambi eyes can waver your summer plans, this time you fully intend to have one more Min Yoongiless summer, this silly crush you have on your brother’s best friend can’t continue.

”There’s always one place left for you at the camp Y/N. Hoseok would love to see you there too and we could spend so much time together.” The idea of spending a few weeks with Jungkook sounds nice but a voice in your head reminds you that Yoongi will be there too. He could be yelling at children and wear his trademark grumpy expression but you would still find something attractive about him. The worst part is that he’s never like that with you.

Yoongi is not as talkative as Jungkook or Hoseok, making him be more like you, at first you thought that your crush developed because he seemed to understand you in a different way your brother couldn’t. He cares for his friends, always making sure to show them by doing thoughtful gestures.

Hoseok tells his friends all the time that you and him are a package deal it’s either both of you or none of you, sometimes people have a problem with that but these five boys he hangs out with for years now are the good exception. You like them even though you don’t like all of Hoseok’s friends.

”I’m sorry Koo but I can’t, we talked about this before.” It’s not like you hate children because you don’t you’re not the best with them but they are ok, the heatwave is what you despise in summer camps. You love being in an air-conditioned place without bug bites all-around your ankles and not even the campfire with yummy marshmallows could persuade you to like outdoor activities.

Summer camps are just not your thing.

”What do you mean you signed me up?” The black t-shirt slips through your fingertips, it has a band logo at the front you remember Hoseok liked back in high school, his suitcase is halfway filled with clothes when he decided to tell you he faked your signature to sign you up as the new summer camp counsellor.

You admit that you have a weird talent for making nice origamis that kids would probably love to learn and a good addition to the routine activities, he would have swayed you with compliments if it weren’t for the fact that he faked your signature and signed you up for something you definitely said no to but still decided to do it without your permission. You heard nice things about the camp itself since it got renovated two years ago and Hoseok’s friends are nice people, he said their co-workers are nice people and your best friend would be there too, don’t get the wrong impression there, you even heard that the camp leader Seokjin is nice and a fun person not strict at all unless it concerns the kid's safety because he will not allow that.

”Don’t be mad, please. Jungkook and I just thought that this could be a fun experience for you, things will get busy next year so it’s going to be the last summer together like this. Pretty please?”

You sighed defeatedly as you can’t possibly say no to that when he phrases it like that. Hoseok looks at you with his round big eyes full of hope. Your summer plan was flawless until…it’s not.

Jungkook came almost knocking down your front door when you called him to come over after you were finally done helping Hoseok finish packing for the trip, you scolded your best friend for not stopping your brother as soon as he learned his scheme about ruining your summer plans you felt furious but he picked up on his way over to your house your favourite coffee flavoured candies and it made you forgive him too easily as you were soon munching on the treat.

It’s a huge disadvantage on your part that he knows your preferences so well. Now you can understand why he always seems so frustrated with you when you make him his favourite dish to get him to forgive you, this is just too much power to have over someone and when he crushes you with his tight hug listing out the things the two of you can do at the camp all of your remaining anger vanishes.

You will think about Min Yoongi later.

That later, however, comes sooner than you anticipated. Sitting on the kitchen stool drinking your coffee while all Hoseok’s noisy friends get a fill of breakfast and a cup of coffee, you have the unfortunate fate of housing all the boys to dine before getting on the road and after a lost rock, paper, scissors thanks to your brother’s ridiculous bad luck you become the host.

The kitchen got filled with animated chit-chats as they place a toast or two on their plates over the noises you almost don’t hear Jungkook next to you asking for the jam but you pass him the jar silently. Yoongi and Jimin are the only ones missing from the group because Yoongi has to drive Jimin to his parent’s place to pick up his car that he got repaired recently so they were running a bit late.

Namjoon is a new addition to the group after Hoseok met him in Uni so you don’t know him that well but he’s nice as far as you’re concerned, you talked to him a few times and his interesting topics never fail to entertain you. Jin steals a toast from Namjoon’s plate so he doesn’t need to get up and fetch one for himself but Namjoon looks too tired to care as he munches on his remaining one toast that his friend can’t steal because it’s halfway in his mouth.

Seokjin’s parents run the bakery on the main road so everyone knows him, he got introduced to the friend group when you were still in high school and you and Jungkook were regulars at the shop. Jin always sneaked a pair of baguettes for the two of you exclusively after you were finished with school.

It’s nice to see all these familiar faces after the stressful semester you had, momentarily forgetting about your problems you feel thankful that Hoseok went out of his way to ruin your plans and sign you up for this train wreck of an adventure, it’s been a while since everyone was together like this.

The doorbell rang interrupting Jungkook and Seokjin’s argument about who’s going to get the last toast piece but Hoseok perked up at the sound yelling excitedly that Yoongi and Jimin are here. Your brother quickens his pace after rising from his seat to open the door for them and grins when they step through the threshold.

Greetings are exchanged between friends and the place becomes livelier as the last pieces decide to join the puzzle, Jimin sees you first and knocks into Jungkook’s shoulder while he tries to get to you to give you a warm hug.

It’s been a while since you last saw Yoongi face to face, you’re added to the boy's group chat so in some depth you knew how he’s doing. He has been over at your house a few times hanging out with Hoseok but you always stayed late inside the library on the days he visited using the weak excuse that you need to catch up on school work so you had no chance of crossing paths with him coincidently while you were searching for a glass of water in the kitchen it’s humiliating enough that he saw you exit your bathroom wearing only a towel when you were a teenager.

Your curves became more defined and your body matured a lot over the years and knowing that he saw you like that when you had no ass or boobs. It’s embarrassing. Hoseok liked you that way because it meant no man would thirst over you as he liked to call it. The memory of him telling the boys that you’re off-limits and made them swear at the ’bro code’ to stay away from you is crystal clear in your mind even if now you are in your twenties.

The memory only makes your situation difficult as Yoongi probably doesn’t feel the same way.

As soon as Jimin steps back and releases you from the hug he has Jungkook in a headlock the next second, wrestling with the younger playfully, Jungkook is probably the closest to Jimin after you.

”Hey, it’s nice to see you.”

Yoongi has a half-smile on his face as he approaches you hesitantly pulling you into a hug like Jimin did but his approach is more gentle and careful as he pats your back with featherlight touches. His scent envelops your senses tuning out everything else that’s not him, it feels like forever that you hugged him, normally the two of you greet each other but rarely hug like this.

”Yeah, you too.” You murmur the words into his shoulder but he must have heard you because the side of his lips turned slightly upwards after you separate.

There are two cars available for the eight of you and Seokjin yells that it’s a matter of a game of rock, paper, scissors and everyone agrees as this is the common way your group chose who is riding with who.

”Easy, the losers ride with Jimin and the winners with Yoongs.” Jungkook is the first one to initiate the rules and everyone agrees except Jimin who whines about why he takes the losers but no one pays attention as the bloody battle starts. The first contestants are Namjoon and Hoseok and your brother ends up loosing while yelling like a banshee and making up excuses that he wanted to show rock and not paper as Namjoon choose scissors as his weapon.

You come up next with Jungkook as your opponent and you let a wicked smile appear on your face because no one knows him better than you, you know his move before he even thinks it through and you show paper getting your well-deserved victory.

Just later you realise that winners ride with Yoongi that you reconsider your decision, you were so caught up in your rivalry that’s your friendship’s base foundation with Jungkook at this point that it slipped your mind entirely.

Taehyung and Jin are the last ones to compete and the battle ends with Taehyung winning the last space in Yoongi’s car leaving Seokjin to dramatically kneel like a wounded soldier making fake sobbing noises. Taehyung ends up changing seats with Jungkook last moment and finally, everything is set to get going.

Jungkook and Namjoon take over the backseat as they loaded their luggage at lightning speed so they can claim their spot first leaving you with the only option to have the passenger seat at the front.

Yoongi obviously got behind the steering wheel entrusted with the task of operating the car throughout this long drive to the summer camp sight. Taehyung, Jin and Hoseok got into Jimin’s car like it was decided by the game.

The camp is bigger than you expected and the renovations got the place a little modern touch to it while still maintaining a close feel to nature with all the wooden houses and trees around but your favourite part is the lake at the far end of the campsite.

You share a room with a girl counsellor that spends her second year here, still, relatively new like yourself so it’s easy to befriend her. The campers will arrive the next day early in the morning Areum informs you as you two walk to the dining area to have the first meeting before everything starts.

By the end of the day, everyone knows you’re Hoseok’s little sister and new people approach you every now and then to confirm the facts and know a little bit more about you since everyone seems to like your noisy brother here (not that it surprises you), it looks like the counsellors are excited to start a new summer here and the atmosphere easily pulls you in, you watch Jimin and Jungkook have a water fight just to catch in the corner of your eye the figure of your brother pushing an unsuspecting Seokjin into the lake when he stands too close to the edge.

The day goes by like a flash as you hang out with Areum, she shows you her favourite places that consists of the greenhouse and the other side of the lake where there are built benches and tables for outdoor picnics.

Jungkook pouts during dinner fake crying that you replaced him and you have to forcefully spoon feed him to stop him from embarrassing you in front of all these unfamiliar people that gathered to have some quiet dinner. So everything goes smoothly, you have such a great time that it scares you.

It’s getting pretty late when all counsellors gather around the campfire to roast marshmallows and catch up with each other’s lives, you’re still new so you use this time to get to know Areum a little bit more since you and her are going to be responsible for entertaining the kids inside the art room alongside with Taehyung who teaches the kids how to paint.

You tell her about your silly hobby that landed you this job and she gets really excited to see your origami creations, you show the same enthusiasm when she reveals her major is classical statuary.

Even though Yoongi was always nearby it got easy to ignore his existence when so many new things surrounded you. It didn’t mean he fully left your thoughts throughout the day but made you feel that sense of false security that you could get over him. That all those years of pinning for your brother’s best friend could just vanish if you told your heart to stop skipping beats when he calls your name. Boose soon gets introduced to the mix and by the time midnight rolls around everyone is pleasantly buzzed and when Jungkook enters the state that he hangs off of you like a koala nuzzling his cheek into the crook of your neck you decided to call it a night.

You wake up with your head thumping inside your skull slightly feeling hangover; your roommate is in a similar state as you two approach the dining room getting small slices of bread to make a light sandwich.

You’re mid-bite into your food when you see Yoongi enter, walking alongside with your brother he catches your gaze sooner than you were able to look away and after they get their fills on their trays your loud brother flops down next to you with the loudest greeting that he could possibly muster up alerting everyone in the ten-metre radius.

Yoongi and you groan at the same time telling him to shut up like it’s a scripted response and your eyes meet for the barest of seconds before you focus on your half-eaten sandwich.

It’s hard not to look at him. Despite his gruff exterior, he’s very good at dealing with children, your activity where kids can learn how to fold origami is always after his cookie baking lesson and he smells like rough cookie dough and chocolate ship when he leads the kids into the art room where you would have all the coloured papers ready at each desk and folded a sample beforehand so they can use it as a reference if the instructions don’t look clear enough in the printed page.

The idea for this lesson formed last night, you were up all night as you researched on the internet how to fold hearts. It kept you up till the sun rose as you were trying out every folding technique that would look pretty but easier to do for the kids, you even accidentally cut your finger with the scissor while you were working using only the faint light from the lamp on the bedside table.

Yoongi greets you like he usually would wearing a little smile at the corners as he lets the kids inside first holding the door open for them, he always leaves silently after he delivered the campers to the art room but this time the door slides closed behind his form as he got dragged into the room by a kid named Minsung holding onto Yoongi’s hand he stood awkwardly while everyone else had a decided seat to take.

”Can Yoongi join us today Y/N?” Minsung asks holding Yoongi’s hand as he leads him further into the art room and every kid looks expectantly at you waiting for you to agree and seeing their faces you nod with a smile pulling out the chair next to you beckoning the embarrassed man to sit beside you.

He didn’t think you would say yes if he’s being honest. After you finished high school and he and Hoseok went to University and got busy with life he started to see you less and less, at first he didn’t think much of it but after some time it looked like that you’re actively avoiding him.

He has no idea why (that’s what eats him from the inside out on sleepless nights) he doesn’t remember saying or doing something that would make you upset and even now when you keep bumping into each other you seem skittish around him and he doesn’t like that, hence he even talked to Hoseok about this and your own brother couldn’t give him an answer why you started avoiding him.

”Do you know how to fold origami?” You ask him slipping papers in front of him as soon as he seats himself beside you, your heart beats inside your chest violently when you get enveloped in his scent yet again reminding you of the hug you shared that you’re afraid he’s going to hear it.

”I barely know how to fold my clothes.” The nervous joke lightens the mood as the kids laugh loudly the poor attempt at making you be more comfortable with him earns a little snort that makes a blush creep up your face rapidly in embarrassment but Yoongi thinks you sound adorable. You think you sounded like a troll.

”It’s fine I’ll help you.” Your little smile is still there even though your eyes are no longer on Yoongi as you focus on the kids, you tell them first what they will make and then go into detail how they can fold it while using the instructions and clearing some of the confusing images for them to understand it better. Lastly, you encourage them to not be afraid to ask if they have questions and you’ll gladly help them. It falls silent after as everyone gets absorbed in their work and you start making extra origamis for the children as usual until someone needs help.

Yoongi looks intent on finding out using the illustrations how to proceed and even though your instructions were pretty clear and well detailed he couldn’t figure out how to do it, he wastes two papers before he even got to the third step.

You see him struggling and he clearly gets worked up over it considering the number of creases appearing on his forehead once you get back to your desk after helping a kid figure out the instructions you move your chair closer getting his attention with the movement, your knees touch in the process but neither of you makes any moves to instal more distance between your bodies.

”Can I show you?” You reach for the scrambled paper but stop midway to look up and ask for permission.

Yoongi nods his head sliding the mess closer to you, observing as you unfold the paper and restart making more accurate lines and you immediately see what’s wrong with his shape. His measurements are off, even when he folded the paper in half that seemed uneven because he tried to fold it in one go and the paper sometimes moves around if you’re not careful enough.

After you fixed it and slid the paper to be in front of him you tell him your advice in a soft-spoken way. Heart still hammering inside your chest due to the closeness you share. ”Don’t rush through the steps, take your time while you fold it.” Your fingers touch briefly when you pass him the paper and you resume your working so it would take away from the embarrassment of how loud your heart beats because of him.

He looks so good today wearing a black oversized t-shirt with small prints in the front and even when his hair is damp with sweat his smile is able to melt your resolves any time you gaze up at those dark eyes.

Kids can be very attentive and they easily see how Y/N looks so smitten with Yoongi if those stolen sideway glances are anything to go by, every time he shows up you became a nervous ball of a mess it’s not rocket science to know you have a huge crush on the boy, the only mystery that campers can’t figure out is why you tiptoe around each other when Yoongi doesn’t seem indifferent either.

They often catch him looking at you as they run around the campsite during leisure activities led by Hoseok.

Minsung and Soohyung share a knowing smile as they watch them fold origami and it’s not overlooked by either of them when you focus back to do your work and Yoongi takes glances in your direction mesmerized by you, the task seems easy when he watches you do it.

A knock is followed by the appearance of your camp leader Seokjin leaning onto the doorframe interrupting your little bubble, looking at the kids with a fond expression before he addresses Yoongi and they leave together to discuss something, the activity is almost over as you learn glancing at the clock and Jungkook soon appears where Jin was a little while ago to get the kids.

Jungkook and your brother are the ones responsible for the outdoor activities and at the end of the day not only the kids are tired but their counsellors too by constantly running around to ensure everyone's safety.

Yoongi wanted to talk to you and help you clean up, have a real conversation in private, but things never turn out as he wants them to there seems to be always an obstacle standing between you two so he follows Jin to discuss a camp-related issue while he wishes he could spend a little more time with you.

If only you would tell him what he did wrong so he can fix it, this awkward state you two got stuck in makes him sad for some reason.

There was a time when you were greeting him with a big smile on your face and ask him about his day, he vividly remembers your chubbier cheeks and crooked teeth when you were younger but he doesn’t mind your feminine growth over the years, Yoongi always thought you will grow up to be a beautiful woman.

He remembers your prom dress, it was in a navy blue colour that complimented your fuller curves he only started to notice in your last year in high school, Jungkook posed beside you like you were Mr and Mrs Smith as your parents took pictures of you two and he found himself smiling fondly at you.

It was Hoseok’s birthday when the air shifted from platonic to something else in the short span of ten seconds, both of you were a little tipsy and you were sitting at a corner table together because neither of you wanted to hit the dance floor, the bar was packed and guys tried to hit on you numerous times just to be chased away by your brother’s antics.

You didn’t seem to mind that he prevented every guy from making a move on you and as you were all alone in a small booth chest to chest to hear each other over the loud music while you tried to tell him a story about Jungkook choking on fries at Mcdonalds when the waitress suddenly slipped her number scribbled onto a napkin trying not to ugly laugh yourself. His nose accidentally bumped into yours as he suppressed a laugh and if the others didn’t choose that exact moment to take a breather and have more drinks he thinks he would have probably kissed you right then and there.

The other time he felt something different while he was around you was when you and his friends took a trip to Busan to see the sea and you wore that one piece bikini, the bottom and top half were connected by a line of fabric but let your sides and hips be visible under the little clothing you had on.

Guys turned their heads when you passed them and he couldn’t even blame them like Hoseok because he looked at you a few times as well trying to seem as subtle as he possibly can since Hoseok otherwise would have killed him knowing that his best friend was ogling at his little sister.

”Don’t you dare!” Your yelling draws the attention of the kids and counsellors equally that’s how loud you are as your best friend approaches your form sitting under the umbrella trying to cool yourself down since today’s temperate is insanely (and unreasonably) hot. ”When we get home I’ll draw all your action figures a moustache using permanent markers. I’m not joking stop right there!”

Your horrific expression is validated since Jungkook has this shit-eating grin on his face when he’s about to do something you’ll most definitely not like, knowing him from your early stage of childhood when he was just a lanky anime fanatic and you were flat like a wooden board with huge pimples you’re an expert at distinguishing his different expressions and actions.

”You’re cute to think that will stop me.” Jungkook chuckles grabbing you by the waist as he drapes you over his shoulder effortlessly walking with you to the edge of the lake despite your efforts to break free from his grip, your friend jumps into the water with you still firmly clinging onto his body. The kids around you laugh at your friendly banter as you rise from the water like a lake monster and you duck Jungkook’s head underwater to make him pay for your ruined clothes and makeup.

Coming to help you, Jimin manoeuvres his boat next to you and stretches his hand out followed by a big grin to drag you out of the lake but it appears to be more difficult as you two almost flip over but you manage to unceremonially flop down next to him dragging your fingers through your hair to get the hairs out of your face.

”You really want war, Jeon. Just you wait but don’t blame me if I shave your hair off while you’re sleeping.” Coughing between your threatening words Jimin starts patting your back, rubbing your spine to help you feel better.

Jimin oars closer to the dock and you land your feet on the ground again without any more incidents occurring while Jungkook swims all the way, making comments about your appearance making the campers giggle alongside with him as your face gets warmer, once both of you are secure on land Jungkook hugs you close despite your distaste, your clothes cling to your body uncomfortably and droplets from his hair land on your cheek as he moulds your bodies together.

”Let me go, I’m not talking to you.” You try to push him away but instead of letting you go he scoops you up from the ground and spins you around, begging for your forgiveness but you don’t give in so easily.

Yoongi observes the scenes before him with a sour expression, he doesn’t even realise how he glares at Jungkook holding you that close to him while both of you are dripping of lake water, your boobs are entirely pushed against his chest as your best friend giggles midst of you struggling to break free.

Next to him Hoseok sits relaxed in his chair sipping his cold drink, shaking his head in faux amusement happy to see you have a good time here, your brother is normally very protective of you when it comes to guys but with Jungkook he knows that you guys are just best friends it’s hard to see you two otherwise when he witnessed your first period crying onto Jungkook’s shoulder that you’re going to bleed out and your poor friend almost dragged you to the hospital because he thought you were being real but soon learned that you overdramatise things when it’s that time of the month.

He often finds you in a weird position while you watch tv with Jungkook’s head on your tummy because the pressure and warmth of his head make the pain more bearable cuddling under blankets because you get needy when you’re on your period, your brother knows all of this because when your best friend is unavailable he has to fill the space and lay his head on your stomach until the feeling goes away.

He had his doubts in the early stage of your budding friendship when you first started to hang out with each other because things can get weird easily between friends if they are not the same gender but Jungkook proved to Hoseok multiple times that he supports you and would walk through fire for you. Nothing happened between you two in romantic aspects, there was no shift, even though someone who doesn’t see you daily interacting with him would assume something is going on.

”I’m going to change.” You announce to no one in particular, the way your shirt clings to your curves as you’re surrounded by male counsellors you don’t know adds extra pressure and their eyes on you make you uncomfortably fidget in place, your make up is probably smudged on your face giving you a panda effect.

”Wear this your bra is showing.” Jungkook gives you his wet shirt but the black material conceals your body to look decent enough and you thank him he could easily sense your distress and he feels a little bad that he pulled that trick on you. He had to coax you into wearing that bikini at the beach last year buttering you up with compliments so the two of you could finally get going, he knows better than anyone that you’re shy and insecure about your body if someone you don’t know sees you, you don’t hate your body but it makes you feel anxious if some stranger looks at you like you’re his meal for the evening and he totally gets it.

He glares at every single one of them who looks at you inappropriately alongside your brother who shares the same sentiment as him. You deserve to be treated right, that’s why he was super angry once you told him about your first time, that guy just stuck it in without making you cum.

Hoseok doesn’t know, however, you only told Jungkook about your unpleasant experience when you were tipsy, you had to tell him at a house party while playing truth or dare, you had to share something he didn’t know and considering he’s your best friend not much was there to confess. You hoped that he was drunk enough to forget about it the next day but he surprised you with ice cream and you talked it out with him, he can be immature sometimes though when the situation needs him to be serious he’s there for you. He never once made fun of you for something you felt insecure or not confident about.

Areum takes in your dishevelled look as soon as you step through the entrance of your current accommodation, opting for a quick shower to wash the dirty lake water off your skin you tell her what happened vaguely before disappearing behind the bathroom door and she snickers silently seeing your grumpy face.

Jungkook marches to the seat next to Hoseok the playful glint is still there as he rakes his fingers through his hair shaking the droplets out of his locks like a dog and the way female colleagues eye him didn’t go unnoticed by either Yoongi or Hoseok for that matter. Your best friend is not as dense as you think he is because for a while now he connected the dots why you seem to avoid Yoongi at all cost.

It shocked him at first but now observing your interactions closely he calls himself a fool that he didn’t realise it sooner. Your best friend knows about the ’you can’t woo my baby sister’ rule because it’s applied to him as well, Hoseok cornered him one day after you left to bring up snacks for a movie night and told him awfully descriptive outcomes what will happen to him if he tries anything on you all the while he pushed him against your lavender walls, that day he learned that smiley Hoseok can be scary sometimes.

It’s been years and his overprotectiveness lessened because you dated guys here and there and Hoseok was always supportive of you and your soon-to-be boyfriends, but you didn’t go to second dates with any of them.

He found it strange at first but after he found out about your little crush on your brother’s best friend some things clicked and your behaviour wasn’t soo odd anymore, Jungkook didn’t read too much into it at first because he thought it’s going to be a fleeting flame but it’s been years that you harbour feelings for the older man.

Yoongi was a harder nut to crack because he’s better at masking his feelings than you but he can see how his eyes linger on you when he thinks no one’s looking, his slip-ups are subtle ones and it would go over his head if he wouldn’t be so tuned in searching for his reactions.

His gut feeling tells him Yoongi feels the same way you do (his face might not be as expressive but his eyes are sparkling every time he finds you in the crowd) although he can’t be one hundred percent sure, the benefit of the doubt that makes him keep question every move and look he throws your way his confusing actions indicates that even Yoongi doesn’t know how he truly feels about you so Jungkook didn’t bring up the subject because he’s not sure how to approach this without making this more complicated.

He doesn’t want to give you hope when he can’t guarantee his intuition is right so he choose to silently observe and let things unfold naturally but it gets harder with time to ignore how you two are dancing around each other like idiots. Well, at least before now you straight out refuse to be in the same room as him.

At this point, he’s convinced that neither of you is going to make a move to let the other know about your romantic feelings, he wanted to respect the fact that you didn’t want him to know about your feelings towards your brother’s best friend but enough is enough and he’s tired of seeing you avoid the matter for another year like this.

His plan so far doesn’t seem to work, he convinced Hoseok to sign you up for the camp against your will but things don’t go forward as you keep avoiding the problem so he needs to give both of you a little push from the sidelines to end this.

He doesn’t like the idea of you hurting if he’s being wrong about this but the rejection would be better than living in denial, not knowing if he reciprocates your feelings, he hates seeing you cry but he’ll be there to kick ass and support you. Jungkook makes up his mind and calls Hoseok’s name to grab his attention.

”What do you think about one of your friends dating Y/N?”

Hoseok’s brow raises in question and Yoongi’s body stiffens at the mention trying to seem unaffected but Jungkook detects the slight change in his demeanour. ”Why do you ask? You’re not in love with my sister, are you Jeon?” He can’t stop laughing as he hears Hoseok accusing him immediately, he gets comfortable in his seat before answering. Waiting a little before responding to get a dramatic effect, he spends too much time with you as he realises he picked up some of your theatrical approaches.

”God, no. She’s my best friend I know too much about her to think like that.” His laughing subdues into small chuckles, he saw you at your worst and best moments, seen you naked by accident. You’re beautiful and funny but he doesn’t see you as a woman. Yoongi’s eyebrow twitches at the mention of ’knowing too much’ but Jungkook’s next words are the final blow for him to grip the armrest.

”I heard Taehyung is gonna ask her out and I wanted to know what you think about it.” Hoseok schools his features quickly after that, he didn’t know Taehyung liked you like that but he has no right to control your life or tell you who you can consider as a potential love interest. You can like whoever you want, he tried to show you his support when you introduced some of your dates to him and he’s going to keep his promise even when it comes to his friends.

You were always close but after he began to tell you who you can or can’t see your relationship became distant until he realised his mistakes, you forgave him easily because you love your brother a lot and he loves you just as much so after a heartfelt conversation between the two of you he promised not to do that to you ever again.

You’re aware he did this to protect you because you’re his precious little sister and big brothers could get unreasonably overprotective so after you almost drifted apart and even though you two talked it out. The fact that because of a boy you argued with Hoseok you decided you’ll never act on your feelings for Yoongi for the sake of your relationship. Jungkook doesn’t know that’s the main reason you keep avoiding Yoongi but he couldn’t have known because you two never touched upon the subject.

”It’s her decision.” Hoseok shrugs finally and Jungkook nods with a smile eyeing Yoongi who seem to absorb the answer he didn’t think he would get.

You’re aware of your feelings so it’s time for Yoongi to reflect on his thoughts and figure out what he wants.

Jungkook thinks that his plan might just work if he keeps up the good work. You can thank him later.

Taehyung is an unsuspecting victim caught up in Jungkook’s spider web to get you guys together. He likes every kind of art-related stuff and Jungkook showed him some of the origamis you folded for him as he has a few of the smaller ones stuffed inside his wallet under your graduation photo and of course when Taehyung asked you to teach him you agreed with the biggest smile on your face.

You took it as a great opportunity to get to know him better because you’re the least close to him in the group, not because you don’t think he’s a nice guy but before this there were not many occasions to bond with him.

He has the talent for it you realise this soon and you two spend hours inside the art room together folding new pieces after you’re free, he even suggests as a beginner what’s easier to make so the kids can be encouraged rather than making them do hard ones and be disappointed by the end result.

He visits you often and brings you tea to chat about art at first but gradually you get to know more about each other’s personal lives all the while you make origamis together. You skip lunch sometimes when you get too caught up experimenting with new shapes and Jungkook notices the displeased expression on Yoongi’s face every time someone asks about you and Taehyung’s whereabouts just to hear you two are yet again holed up inside the art room laughing and chatting.

He got even grumpier than normal and lashes out without any reason, the others dismiss his behaviour as he probably had a bad day but his best friend knows something is up with him, it’s not like he lashes out on the children because he smiles at them like he used to but his quick mood changes are getting on everyone’s nerves lately. Hoseok knows that something bothers him but every time he asks about it he says it’s nothing.

Jungkook sits beside Hoseok as he goes on and on about he has no idea what’s gotten into Yoongi lately and he’s close to rolling his eyes at him, no wonder you two are siblings he thinks. Both of you are idiots.

Yoongi didn’t show up for breakfast and you’re nowhere to find as well, he knows you’re not with Taehyung because he sits at the table behind him with Jimin and Seokjin telling each other funny stories about the kids. He shows some of the origami pieces he folded and Jimin compliments him while Seokjin tries to stuck one inside his pocket so a friendly banter breaks out at their table.

”.. and he doesn’t even tell me what’s the problem. Hey, Jungkook are you listening to me at all?” Hoseok waves his hand in front of Jungkook’s face who munches on the garnish almost finished with eating while your brother’s plate is full of food because as soon as Jungkook joined him at the table, since he couldn’t find you in the crowd, started complaining about how difficult Yoongi is being as of late and it’s too early to deal with this bullshit.

”Yoongi is upset because Y/N hangs out with Taehyung too much. If you look at the signs you would have seen that he obviously likes your sister but because of that stupid rule you made neither of them is acting upon their feelings for each other.” The outburst momentarily shuts up Hoseok, his mouth hangs open like a fish out of water blinking rapidly and it’s noticeable how the wheels are turning inside his head as he processes the information.

”Yoongi likes my sister?!” The three surrounding tables turn after hearing Hoseok’s signature banshee yell and Jungkook audibly sighs at the shocked expression he’s sporting like he suddenly grew four heads and three legs. He just might because the food is weird sometimes.

You tell Areum you have to pick something up from the art room and you’ll join her a bit later to eat breakfast hiding your hands in your hoodie’s pocket as mornings tend to be on the colder side, she gives you a thumbs up as she walks towards the dining room and you wait until she gets out of sight to turn on your heel.

You visit the art room first but what you’re searching for is not there and you head back to your cabin to see if you brought it back by accident without you realising it.

You made that origami star Taehyung whined to you about. He wanted to make one but it just can’t seem to look like it should be as he showed you his attempts. It took you a few tries to succeed as well since folding the edges were quite tricky to figure out.

On your way to the dining room, you bump into someone and the star you made end up on the ground slipping out of your grip. Raising your head instantly to apologise to the person, you were not ready to face Min Yoongi out of all people, he picks up the origami and hands it back dusting it off before giving it to you.

”Thanks.”

”Uh, everything’s alright? You seem to be in a bad mood.” You’re hesitant to address the elephant in the room, you didn’t really witness his mood swings as others because you spent most of your time in the art room but seeing him now with dark circles under his eyes a grim expression on his handsome face, it speaks volumes of how true it is, and you would hate to get on his bad side because you ask a question everyone probably asked before you.

”I’m fine.” Yoongi tilts his head towards the sky and sighs, you wait for him to say something else but that’s all he does before he walks past you.

You grimace at the lack of response, sure, things were awkward nowadays but he never straight out ignored you like that, he didn’t even look at you while he answered and left just like that.

When you join Jungkook and your brother for breakfast they have a weird aura around them and you’re itching to interrupt their silent talk as they eye each other like you’re not sitting right next to both of them.

What is wrong with anyone today, huh?

”Okay we need to do something, things can’t continue like this.” Jungkook places his hands on each side of his hips as he captures everyone's attention when he climbs on top of one of the tables like he’s about to give a grand speech about something world-rocking kind of important matters.

”I agree. I can’t even say something to Yoongi that doesn’t end with him taking my head off.” Jimin and Taehyung agree immediately since they had to deal with his temper for the most part.

”And what do you suggest we do?” Hoseok puts his weight onto the broom as he speaks, after Jungkook told him that his best friend is in love with his sister everything made sense in a way.

Why he asked about you a lot like how’s school or how’ life going for you, made sure to get something for your birthday every year, he thought that he’s nice to you because you’re his little sister, after all, he told him to treat you right. He couldn’t be more wrong about it, however. They are supposed to be best friends and Hoseok didn’t even know he liked you like that.

”I think you should talk to her Hobi. She doesn’t act on her feelings because she thinks you wouldn’t like them together, maybe if you tell her it’s ok to date each other they will end our suffering. I don’t think I can manage this moody Yoongi for another day he looked like he’s about to murder me in my sleep.” Because of Jungkook’s scheme, Yoongi went extra hard on Taehyung and the poor soul didn’t have a clue why he’s suddenly replaced as Yoongi’s personal punching bag.

Hoseok makes sure to visit your cabin after they are done cleaning and it would be an understatement to say he feels a little nervous. It’s weird that he’s here to tell you to go after his best friend as it is.  

He already had a talk with Yoong in their cabin before he came here and his friend seemed terrified when Hoseok told him he knows that he’s in love with his sister.

All the colour drained from his face and he actually took pity on him that it feels him with so much dread that his best friend knows he likes a girl, even if it’s his sister he’s happy that he found someone he likes.

Hoseok tells him that nothing is going on between you and Taehyung so he should stop torturing him, Jungkook just tried to make him jealous by saying that, it felt nice for both of them to talk openly about everything.

Yoongi told him about the party when he almost kissed her or when they would stay up all night talking to each other about everything and nothing, he shares his genuine feelings and admits that for a while he didn’t know what he felt for her but he wants to be with her.

You had similar reactions like his friend, at first you tried to deny the fact but later when Hoseok reveals everything and speak about Jungkook’s plan, you gave up to lie and instead tell him you liked him for three years and you tried to move on but you couldn’t that’s why none of your previous relationships seemed to work out.

Your brother feels stupid for not seeing the signs, maybe Jungkook was right and he’s really an idiot.

It’s awkward knowing that he feels the same way about you you’re not gonna lie, it feels like a dream but at the same time, you’re afraid one day you’ll wake up and realise all of this was just a fragment of your imagination.

Hoseok’s support was a pleasant surprise and even though you want to strangle your best friend with your bare hands for meddling with your business and literally shouting out to the world you love Min Yoongi to the moon and back moments ago to have everyone witness your face flame up you decide against all expectations and you give him a bone-crushing hug because without him all of this wouldn’t have happened. All that matters is that he likes you back.

”How did you know?” You curiously ask and Jungkook feigns he’s thinking about the answer whilst pinching your cheek, that smirk he wears when he’s about to say something stupid makes you reconsider. You shouldn’t have asked.

”I mean I discovered it recently so you were quite good at hiding it because normally I always sniff out your secrets right off the bat but as soon as I focused on your reactions it was easy to tell.” He points at Yoongi standing a few feet away next to Hoseok and he suddenly burst out laughing.

”I saw you running into a fucking tree when you saw Yoongi wet because Hoseok threw him into the lake.” You clasp your hand over his runny mouth before he can embarrass you further, you were not ready to see Yoongi blush so cutely at the comment while Hoseok doubled over because he laughed so hard seeing your face after Jungkook said that.

You denied it in a high pitched squeal. ”That fucking tree wasn’t there that’s why!” Everyone seemed to find your excuse hilarious as they laughed continuously at your attempts of saving your last piece of dignity but even Yoongi chuckled couldn’t contain his biggest smile to take over his features as he thinks you look so cute when you’re embarrassed, and you like him back.

”Can we see a kiss at least if we had to put up with grumpy Yoongi for an entire week, I really started to fear for my life, you know?” Jimin chimed in, it was endearing to see Yoongi turn bashful in front of you.

”Now that it was brought up Jeon Jungkook I can’t believe you used me like that! I had no idea why you suggested that I try to learn making origamis from Y/N. Our friendship is over!” Taehyung points at your best friend accusingly and he only scratches the back of his neck.

”I did it for a good cause…wait Tae where are you going? Look I’m sorry…” Jungkook chases after the former boy trying to hug him from behind but Taehyung doesn’t reciprocate it and your friend starts whining at that telling him that he’s so sorry while Jimin and the others unoccupied at the moment resumes their staring at the both of you to move and kiss finally.

Even Namjoon and Seokjin who were silent until now joins in and chants alongside the others to ”kiss kiss kiss kissss”

You let out a shy chuckle taking the first steps in his direction and his eyes go wide in surprise when your shoe touch. Kissing his cheek instead you tiptoe to reach his height so you can easily circle your hands around his neck and pull him down to hug you, it reminds you of the hug you shared with him before the whole trip to the summer camp started but this time it felt different.

His embrace was warm and inviting as he held you by your waist his chest vibrated against you as he laughed when your friends demanded a real kiss.

Yoongi found himself sitting beside you inside the art room as you explained how the kids can make bunny-shaped origami out of the grey coloured papers in front of them and his hand immediately found yours under the table to intertwine your fingers together once you sat down next to him.

You try to suppress a smile as you watch over the kids ensuring that they don’t cut themselves with the scissors but your body betrays you as you subconsciously lean into his frame he smells like vanilla extract and chocolate. He showed the kids how to make muffins in today’s lesson, it turned out good because Yoongi measured the ingredients while the kids only mixed and did simple tasks such as portioning out the dough or decorating the top of the treats.

Someone had two or three muffins left on their table as they worked, focused on their folding technique occasionally they stole bites making you and Yoongi giggling under your noses when you would catch chipmunk cheeks.

Yoongi helped you clean up after the lesson throwing out leftover papers and sweeping the floor before you joined the others for lunch.

Things changed in the group’s dynamics after you started dating Yoongi but overall they were happy to see both of you happy.

Even though Jungkook likes to make jokes about how you two are basically joined at the hip for days and soon after starts to complain about how you spend less time with him now that you have a boyfriend, he’s clearly happy for you. It’s a new situation for everyone and Hoseok has a hard time picturing you with his best friend but seeing you so happy with him he supports your relationship wholeheartedly.

After you’re done with the activities for the day you and Yoongi retreat into his cabin as everyone else stays at the campfire. They see the two of you slip away hand in hand, howbeit no one dares to comment on it but you see Jungkook having an inner battle to stop himself from yelling out ’use protection’ luckily Taehyung stuffs his mouth with a handful of chio chips before that could happen.

Your boyfriend pulls you closer by tugging on your intertwined hands caging you between his arms and the door, kissing the corner of your mouth he moves downwards to kiss over your jawline and neck, smiles into the juncture of your neck when you chase after his lips as he pecks your cupid’s bow next, impatient to feel his lips against yours you pull at a fistful of his hair guiding his mouth to capture his lip between your teeth. Yoongi grunts into the kiss tasting your sweet mouth never cease his hunger for you, only leaves him wanting more and more.

”I can’t believe you’re mine.” He seals his words over your feverish skin with in between kisses, marking up your neck, nibbling and kissing every inch until your breath becomes laboured under his sweet attacks.

You weave your fingers into his hair whilst a soft mewl leaves your parted lips as his knee parts your legs to brush against your centre.

He presses his thighs further into your throbbing pussy swallowing the noises you make getting lost in your body heat. He wants to take his time with you licking every corner and dip until you shake and pant his name.

”Wait. What about my brother?” You jump a little when you feel his hand on your ribs travelling up until he cups your breast over the shirt you’re wearing. Kneading your flesh over the fabric your body relaxes into his touch it’s enough to leave you breathless seeing his expression so earnest to please you, pupils dilated as he looks at you under his hooded lids it’s hard to control his urges when you look good enough to eat.

”He stays over at Namjoon’s don’t worry about him.” Yoongi catches your earlobe with his mouth biting down on your shell playfully, the sensation makes you heave a gasp, the words barely registering in your brain.

”Off. I want this off.” Feeling especially bold today you sneak your hands under his shirt caressing his sides with your fingertips, pecking his collarbone that peaks through the collar of his clothing. A whine resonates within your throat when your boyfriend steps back to pull his shirt over his head revealing his stomach and shoulders for your hungry eyes to feast upon disliking the cold air that fills the space once his body is not there to keep you warm, you pull him close diving in to connect your lips in a heated kiss tongue licking into his mouth.

His hands wander under your clothes this time mapping out your smooth skin following the lines of your sides to find the opening on your bra, once he gets the clasp open he traces your spine with his index finger grabbing your ass with both hands as his wandering hands reach south. Your moan gets lost inside his busy mouth that explores your hot cavern at the same time his hands cup you over the fabric of your leggings. It doesn’t give your throbbing pussy justice when he decides to rub your clit and drag his fingers over the dampening material.

”Let’s move things to the bedroom shall we?” The innocent peck he places onto your cheek makes your heart flutter, excitement and love mix inside your veins sweetening your blood as your pulse quickens under his adoring gaze. You nod kissing him again before you let him guide you to his door, not separating from your sensually moving lips as he blindly closes it behind your entangled forms.

He removes your pants and shirt in one go, letting the garments form a pile on the floor promising your sweet release with each removed clothing until the only remaining barrier that keeps your naked glory from his piercing gaze is slipped down your shaved legs, he feels how soaked the material of your cotton underwear had become after so little foreplay and he finds himself insanely turned on by the discovery.

Yoongi eagerly encloses his mouth over your erect bud eliciting airy moans when he alternates between sucks and licks on your sensitive mound paying equal attention to both sides as he massages the neglected one with firm hands whilst he blows air to the saliva coated nipples and watch your expression morph into torturous pleasure but he’s not satisfied with your shy suppressed noises.

Your slick oozes out of your empty opening running down your thighs and stain the bedsheet your clit aches to be touched and your hole clenches around nothing as your lover keeps his head between your boobs kissing and licking your skin there until your nipples get too sensitive to his touch, red and swollen when he rolls it between his fingers. His leg parts your thighs keeping them wide open so you can’t get any stimulation until he decides to move lower.

Seeing how you shake under his body parted lips keep asking him to give you more, he doesn’t have the heart to deny you any longer as he starts to rub your thighs keeping your legs open for him to bury his face between your beautiful cunt swollen and needy for his touch he lets his tongue dip between your folds tasting you first before gently sucking on your clit.

He hears you call his name perfectly in tune with his tongue’s strokes as he intends to eat you up. Your essence covers his chin as he licks your hole clean lapping up everything your precious body can produce for him dipping inside the tip of his tongue your muscles tense up ready to get filled with something bigger and Yoongi’s cock twitches inside the confine of his underwear.

He doesn’t need to remove his undergarments to know his tip is red and slick with his precum desperate to fill your empty hole up but before that, he coats two of his fingers in your wetness and pushes them inside parting your walls gently to ease you into the feeling preparing you to take his cock.

Your hips buck into his hand as he curls his long fingers inside your velvety walls feeling your muscles constrict around his digits he moans with his head thrown back as he imagines his dick getting the same treatment later, your musky scent and visual laying beneath him taking what he gives you drives him crazy with need.

Perking up at the sound you open your eyes blinking to get the blurriness fade dreamy half-lidded eyes watch as his fingers fill you up and you almost close them again because of the pure ecstasy his expert hands give to your overwhelmed body.

You see the painful tent that formed inside his briefs before the numbing pleasure could consume you yet again and there’s a wet spot in the middle that lets you know he gets off on seeing you enjoy yourself. His hips unknowingly to him ruts against the sheets to get some kind of friction realising that he focused solely on your pleasure and put it aside to chase his, he’s so different from the partners you previously slept with and the sudden urge to please him overtakes your selfish side to just receive and receive.

You palm him over the wet spot following the outline of his hard dick to give him some well-deserved relief and he immediately grinds into your palm letting out breathy groans and low moans, you don’t mind at all when he gets lost in your touch instead and momentarily forgets about his goal to get you prepped nicely for his cock. The fingers he has inside you stills and your head clear out a little, you’re able to focus on his face learning what he likes as you study his reactions to your movements, you know his moans will probably become your favourite sounds.

You take advantage of his current state to switch positions, letting his fingers slip out of you as you get rid of his underwear grabbing his thighs to lower yourself while he sits down at the edge of the bed.

Taking his tip into your mouth to taste his precum you feel Yoongi’s nails digging into your scalp as you swallow around him trying to get him into your mouth as much as your poor jaw can handle. Holding the base of his cock to guide him back into your wet cavern you set a slow pace, stroking what you can’t fit.

”You look so good sucking my dick baby.” You learned that he tends to be on the quiet side even in the bedroom, his reactions however are good indicators of how you’re able to affect him with every swirl of your tongue. Letting him use the hand tangled in your hair to set the rhythm of your movements your vision blurs as tears swell in your eyes due to the quickened pace and force he starts to fuck your mouth but he pulls out before he could get too close to cumming.

”I need to have you know. Lie down on the bed with your legs spread wide for me.” You follow his instructions showing him your drenched swollen pussy as he climbs on the bed after you, admiring the way he ruined your cunt before he reaches for a condom retrieving the item from inside his drawer.

He touches himself in front of you watching you squirm under his gaze as you wait for him to roll the condom down his length, your body aches to finally be filled with something bigger.

”Yoongi. Fill me up.” You part your pussy lips for him revealing your hole clenching around nothing, beckoning him to fill you up Yoongi looks at the sinful image in front of him saving this memory of you for later when he’s alone with his hands but today he plans to have your cunt wrapped around his cock rather than his fingers.

Your drenched walls suck him in as he enters you, hips lowering in slow motion to bury his entire length inside, nice and steady, gripping his shoulders for support you moan into the sloppy kiss feeling so full.

You hear his guttural moan loud and clear just as his breath hits the shell of your ear and your walls squeeze around him, wet squelching sounds ring beside your mixed love language thriving off the sounds he grunts directly into your ear encouraging you to meet his movements in the middle.

It feels like you stand in front of the gates of heaven when Yoongi increases his pace thrusting in and out, not being able to stop as he feels his balls tighten with the need to cum he parts your legs even more as he watches his dick emerge from the pussy he owns now coated in your juices taking his hard length and moan out every time his tip curves to touch your sweet spot with each delivered stroke.

You cum first around his dick, he helps you ride out your pleasure only pulling out when you whine from oversensitivity and he rolls the condom off to finish as well, watching your spent pussy glistening with your cum he uses the sight in front of him to get off, he collects your slick to lubricate his shaft as he starts to jerk himself off faster.

Once your breathing evens out and you see the concentration on Yoongi’s face while he lucidly moves his hands up and down his throbbing cock with the desperate need to cum you touch his hips drawing soothing circles onto his sweaty skin taking him back into your mouth to help him reach his high.

He comes in your mouth with a soft cry throwing his head back as you keep sucking him licking his sensitive tip until he pulls your head off with a shaky hand stroking your cheeks with his thumb.

”So friends and family, let me introduce you to my boyfriend Yoongi. You might have already met him before.” You joke in front of your relatives of all ages and you see in the corner of your eyes how Hoseok rolls his eyes.

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A Failed Betrothal (4)

Am I doing this right? I mostly do write this when I am between the state of sleep and awareness. Hope you enjoy this.

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PART 4

Marinette came to a dungeon cell with two other prisoners. One of them was awake and he looked vaguely familiar. The other had an ugly red helmet that didn’t help with the headache she had.

“Do you know where we are?” She asked the handsome stranger with beautiful green eyes, her throat a little dry.

Wait. Handsome?

No bad Marinette. Don’t fall for fellow prisoners, no matter how cute he looks. Oh Kwamis, she was already screwed.

He still hadn’t replied. Maybe he didn’t understand French. She tried to ask again in another language before her enhanced hearing picked up the sound of footsteps. She faked unconsciousness. Later, she heard the iron door open. She looked through the tiniest slits of her eyes she could muster while the two held a staring/glaring match. Oh shit, that’s the fame Talia Al Ghul, daughter of Ra’s, head of the League of Shadows, and the boy she was glaring at had some resemblance to her, so he must be her son, Dennis? Daniel? Damon?

"Damian, I hope you know what you should do."

Ohh..Damian. Where had she heard that name before?

"To be forcefully married to that little girl. She is no one special. Why am I getting married to her?"

Ouch, that hurts. Well, Damian, just because I forgot your name does not mean you can call me a little girl. I can also kill you very easily and painfully.

“Well, Jason, you are awake. You can be the best man for the wedding.”

“No. I don’t know what game you are playing but you better release us. B is gonna find us and you will pay. Let the girl go. She is innocent in all of this.” Red Helmet, Jason, is officially not going on her hit list for his atrocious fashion choices. But that red monstrosity still needs to go.

"Ladybug may not seem like it but she possesses great power that my father converted for centuries. Speaking of, she should be awake by now."

Marinette felt her hair being yanked. A little pain was expected but the really sharp claws digging into her scalp was not. Making her cry and tear up.

”I am so sorry, kit.” Plagg whispered in the kwami language, loosening his claws.

"Tch, See, she is more pathetic than I thought. She is not powerful." Damian growled out.

Geez, thanks for the compliment, it’s not like you ever had a tiny cat dig its claws into your scalp out of surprise. (Damian once had a kitten thrown at his head and if he knew about Plagg, he would have been sympathetic.) Marinette started begging for mercy, hoping they would buy the helpless girl out of the suit that is ill-suited for the job she had been chosen for and had no idea on how to escape.

“Like I thought, weak. She is not deserving of the title of my wife.”

Oh kwamis, what did she ever do to have such a picky groom? The more he insults her, the less she wants to be married to him.

"Appearance can be deceiving. Despite her demeanor, she is the current wielder of the Ladybug Miraculous and the Current Guardian. The old Guardian, the old fool had promised her in exchange for his protection."

Great, another reason to stop her mother from killing a senile old man.

"That doesn't mean I want to marry her. She is not worthy of an Al Ghul or a Wayne. Look at her, crying at the slightest feeling of pain."

So that’s where she heard it from. The boy was the son of the daughter of a guy who leads a secret order of assassins and a man that owns a multi-million business. How even did a billionaire meet an assassin, ends up in bed with her and lives? Something to think about for later. She quieted down her sobs, (beat that acting, Rossi) kept her voice low to hatch out a plan with Plagg in the kwami language while the mother-son duo bickered.

“Hey, Plagg before you go, you think I can do that thing, the one which your one of your past holders from Japan can do.”

“You have a lot of potential for destruction but you have not used the ring for a long time yet so I am not sure.”

“I will give it a go anyways. Nothing to lose after all. See you later, Plagg.” Marinette smiled, one that drove fear into the hearts of even the bravest of people. Plagg returned it, already loving the new Guardian before zipping out of the cell to do some scouting. Using the enhanced strength the French superheroine got from prolonged use of the Miraculous, she yanked the chains of the walls and wrapped them around Talia’s neck, cutting off her air supply.

The League of Assassins thought that they could kidnap her and get away with it. But they were no match for the daughter of Sabine Cheng, the deadly Blue Reaper. A high ranking member from the group of assassins and mercenaries called the Guild of Night, who had semi-retired. Kidnapping her was a bad move to make as it meant they had declared war on the Guild, despite the reason behind her abduction having a completely different intention.

She whispered as such to the older woman in her tight grip, making sure the League would know how much they had fucked up. After dropping the limp body, she took a deep breath and tried channeling some of her energy for what she was about to do.

Well, here goes nothing.

She breathed out on the shackles, turning it to rust.

Success!

She introduced herself as Lady and concentrated the energy from before into her hand, forming inky black orbs of destruction in order to free her fellow captives. She felt a little drained from doing magic out of the suit and tried not to show it. Plagg returned, informing her of where the Ra’s and the Pits were. She grinned at the thought of showing old Ra’s who the boss is and made sure he regretted ever messing with her. She explained about Plagg as vaguely as she can, no need to let anyone know about the miraculous than necessary. Sure her plan sounds insane but the boys don’t know who they were with.

She would worry about that curse after she got out of Nanda Parbat. Although she could probably find something in the grimoire to reverse it, she was still an amateur at magic so it was best to have a professional to take care of it. Marinette didn’t want to be with such an asshole, no matter how striking he looks in those regal robes.

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Picking off the League assassins, one by one was easy especially in her transformed state. She hadn’t appraised her suit properly but from what she had seen, it wasn’t like Chat Noir’s leather get-up. She was armoured in vital areas and her colour scheme was mainly black with green accents. There were vials that were probably poisons and pouches which she decided to look at later. She still had a long braid as a tail from her brief stint as Lady Noire and she wondered why her suit was different. While hiding in a niche she found, she called the bakery via the comm in one of her various pouches.

“Hello?”

“Papa, it’s me, Marinette. Do you know where Maman is?”

“She went out of Paris, talking about how this League must pay. I think she is meeting up with several of her old friends. Are you alright, my little blossom? I know you can take care of yourself but I worry.” The relief in Tom’s voice was palpable. However, she was right and the Guild was going to war against the League. Marinette was adored by nearly everyone in the Guild due to her strangely bubbly and cheery personality in the harsh and brutal lifestyle.

“I am fine, Papa. Did Maman use the Horse to leave? And how are my friends?” She knew they might be in a panic after her disappearance.

“I think she did. I didn’t see Kalki when I went to feed the kwamis. Your friends panicked when they found out you were kidnapped. But they are fine now, mostly worried about you. Took care of some akumas and senti monsters by themselves. I think your fencer friend, Kagami, knows more about the League than she lets on.” Of course, she does. Her mother was a member of the Guild before being blinded due to a mission. Kagami and her actually first met during a reunion party of sorts.

“Thank you, Papa. Love you.”

“Love you too.”

She hung up and dialed the personal phone number her mother uses that only Marinette and her father knows about. She waited for the call to connect, trying to think of ways to stop her mother from storming into the League’s base of operation.

“Maman, it’s me. I know you want to attack the League right this minute. But I have a better plan. Can you get Tikki’s earrings from Alix? We can use them and the ring to destroy the Lazarus Pits. Make them really angry.” She peeked out of the niche she was hiding in. She had been there for a while and needed to move to gain some grounds.

“Where are you? And are you okay?” Panic and worry filled her usually composed mother’s voice.

“I am somewhere in Nanda Parbat and I am fine. I was nearly married off to Talia’s son but I am not now. I think.” Marinette replied. Better to rip that band-aid off before she showed up with her would-have-been-husband. She jumped out of the niche and looked

“Kalki, Full Gallop. Okay, we will talk about the ‘nearly married’ part later. What was this plan to destroy the Lazarus Pits?” Sabine thought she was already used to Marinette’s brand of craziness that was her normal but apparently, not.

“I am currently on my way there. Plagg said we need Tikki to get rid of them. Since the League pissed me off and by extension you and the rest of the Guild, I thought our first move against them is to destroy the Pits and a trail of bodies. By the way, can you get some cheese for Plagg?” Marinette ran through the halls, knocking out some poor sod with a whack on the head.

Silence. She thought Sabine had hung up when-

“Voyage. Alix, where are you? We need Tikki for one of Marinette’s insane plans. And Marinette, stay safe, sweety, I’ll be there in 15 minutes.”

“Bye, Maman. See you there.”

Marinette turned another corner, the last one before the path that leads to the entrance where the Lazarus Pits were. She only managed to find it with Plagg’s voice in her head, whispering directions and Tikki’s luck. Unfortunately, the luck ran out because the entrance had a lot of guards who had spotted her.

Crap.

She hoped her mother would get here soon. Thankfully, being transformed gave her a boost and would help her to hold her ground for a while.

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Damian and Red Hood followed the trail of unconscious bodies and sounds of fights, trying to find Lady. Damian was impressed at the level of her skills to defeat many of the League’s assassins although he could probably do better. They relied on his memory to find the Lazarus Pits which was their best bet to finding her as she claimed to be able to destroy them. If Lady possessed such powers, they must find out whether she is a threat to the world or not. And also break the infernal curse they have.

Red Hood was silent mostly. He made a few jabs about how kick ass his ‘bride’ was and how the current Robin should not let her get away. Damian tried really hard not to just maim his adopted brother and also ignore that little fluttering in his chest that happened every time they saw an unconscious assassin left behind by Lady. The sounds of fighting got louder as they got nearer to the entrance. They turned the final corner to see Lady fighting against the guards who outnumbered her. But she seemed to be doing fine against them. Mostly.

One had slipped through her defenses and nearly stabbed her in the back if it weren’t for Damian grabbing one of Red Hood’s guns and shooting a rubber bullet to the neck. He jumped into the fight, grabbing the fallen assassin’s sword and taking out the knife he got from his mother. Jason joined in too, not going to let the two teens have all the fun.

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“Thanks for the save, Al Ghul but I don’t know why you bothered when me being dead would solve your curse problem.” Lady said as the guards laid around them and they tried to catch their breath.

“It’s Wayne. I go by Wayne these days. Being an Al Ghul is not something I learned to be proud of. And as much as I don’t want this curse, your death is not worth that price.” he replied, “Although, I have to wonder why you would choose to die rather than live.”

She chuckled, “Okay, Wayne, to answer your question. Petty teenage drama makes death much more preferable. On top of that, I have responsibilities that I was practically forced into for doing one little act of kindness.” Her tone was joking but there was a touch of bitterness in it. It made Damian want to find out what caused it. Red Hood looked at her in concern. Lady went down the stairs, ignoring their reactions to her words. They followed her, not wanting to lose sight of her again.

The Lazarus Pits emitted a green glow that lit up the cave and cast strange shadows on the walls. At the edge of the glowing toxic green waters was a woman in dark blue clothing and strangely enough wearing sunglasses. Strapped to her sides were two Dao, ancient Chinese swords. She wore a vindictive expression on her face as she stood staring at the green lake, likely to kill anyone who gets in her way. Damian didn’t recognize the woman as part of the League but taking no chances, he got into a fighting stance and Hood did the same. Lady calmly approached the woman. He reached out to grab her to stop her suicidal nature when she shocked him by speaking to the blue-clad assassin in French,

“Hey, Maman, sorry I am late. I had a little trouble with the guards upstairs. You have Tikki?”

Lady’s mother rushed to hug her, “灵儿 (líng er), I am just glad you are alright. I knew you could handle yourself.”

How the hell did Lady’s mother get to the Lazarus Pits faster than them and snuck past several vigilant guards? Before Damian could question further, a red blur appeared and went to Lady’s face, hugging her cheek. It appeared to be the same size as Plagg but was red, looked like a bug and had a black dot on its forehead.

“Oh, Marinette, you are alright. I was so worried when your mother showed up, saying you were kidnapped and needed my earrings to escape.” Unlike Plagg’s nasally voice, her voice was sweet and shrill.

So, my bride’s name is Marinette. Such a unique name for an intriguing girl.

Wait what?

Wayne, stop thinking such ridiculous notions. That is probably the curse working. Resist against it. He will not be ensnared in the traps of such magic. He hoped that the curse will be reversed before he turns and act like those fools in Grayson’s idiotic shows or Todd’s ‘secret’ romance novels.

“I am fine now. See,” reassured Lady, “We actually need you and Plagg to reverse the Lazarus Pits to what it was before someone made the wish that resulted in them in the first place. Oh, I almost forgot. Plagg, claws in.”

Green light flashed, leaving Lady in her wedding robes (which actually flatter her body. Shit. Think of something else. Drake with a smug superior smile that needs to be wiped off his face. Grayson and his plans for ‘family bonding’) and Plagg to reappear.

“Cheese.” whined the cat-like kwami(?) to which the older woman held out a brown bag that smelled and made Plagg perk up in delight. He proceeded to open the bag, taking out a slice of stinky cheese, muttering about the greatness of camembert.

Todd cleared his throat and asked in English, “Umm...Pixie as much as your reunion is touching. Who’s the new lady?”

“Oh Right, sorry. Well, Red Hood, this is my mother, the Blue Reaper of the Guild of Night. Maman, this is Red Hood and the one next to him is my husband-to-be and Talia’s Spawn, Damian Wayne.”

Lady introduced them, also in English. Damian stilled in fear, recognizing the name. The Blue Reaper nearly became his mother-in-law. She was famous for her efficiency and ruthlessness. And gained her nickname from the blue clothing she often wore as she killed her targets. His eyes also widened at how his grandfather had gone a little too far now by kidnapping the Reaper’s daughter. There were other organizations that could possibly take down the League if it weren’t for the somewhat truce between Ra’s and the other leaders. The Guild was one of them and having the Lazarus Pits to revive their soldiers made the League a little more powerful. But if what the mother-daughter duo were planning succeeded, then the League was going to have one of its most deadly wars in its history and would probably never recover from.

“Tikki, Plagg, you guys ready?” asked Lady.

“Yes, Guardian.” They both replied and emitted a blinding red and green light which Damian shielded his eyes from. When it died down, the Lazarus Pits no longer glowed a toxic green and looked… like normal hot spring water.

“Oh. I wished I could see Ra’s face when he finds out.” Lady laughed. Plagg and Todd joined in.

“Pixie, I am beginning to like you.”

“Voyage. That being said, it’s time to go home, Marinette. Your father must be worried sick about us by now. I hope you boys can find your own way back.” A portal opened up, showing a cozy living room. Damian grabbed Lady’s wrist as she moved towards it.

“Wait, let us come with you. We need to contact someone to get rid of the curse on both of us. And we can also call our father to send us tickets for a ride home wherever you live.”

“Curse? Marinette, you never mentioned a curse in your call.” Blue Reaper said, raising her eyebrow.

“I will explain later. They can come with us and I am pretty sure Ra’s knows that we have escaped by now.” Lady grabbed the two brothers and dragged them through the portal.

She then threw herself onto the couch after releasing her hold on them and the two pocket gods went to comfort her after her ordeal. The Blue Reaper stood where the other portal was and fed a floating tiny gray horse, that must be the same species as Tikki or Plagg, some sugarcubes.

“You boys must be tired but the showers are upstairs and we might have some clothes your size. Dinner will be ready in an hour. You can stay the night if you want. Welcome to Paris.”

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