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genshinboys · 3 years ago

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ITTO - DATING APP HCS

WARNING: SMUT

PAIRING: ITTO X FEM READER

Where do I even begin here? Ugh, lol. Raunchy sex, lots of crack and Itto being head over heels with his Little Bumble Bee. I will just say I might be ashamed of some of the things I wrote here xD

“Plot thicker than Itto’s cock” - review courtesy of my lovely beta reader

Hypothetically speaking, how hard can it be to find a handsome but cute guy with the physique of a bodybuilder and a cock bigger than your dreams? Turns out, not that difficult at all. Especially if you aren’t particularly fussy about his intelligence level. You don’t need another Mr Smarty-Pants with a genius IQ score. Archons forbid. You have had enough of men like these. All you are hoping for right now is a good fuck. A good old pussy pleaser with a charming face to sit on.

And that is when you swipe right, drooling not too respectfully at the sight of an Oni. An Oni going by the name of Itto, sitting a bit too proudly in his jet-black, too-tight, look-at-my-enormous-dick leather pants on his equally big and just as a black motorcycle.

The smile on his face is promiscuous, too obvious to mistake it for anything else than ‘I will ruin your pussy’ promise hidden behind the upward curve of his lips. BINGO. That’s exactly what you are looking for!

HOLY SHIT! It is a match too!

You assumed it would be more trying of an experience than that. What should you do? Hit him up? Sure, you are looking for a fuck buddy, but you still need to be a little bit..., how do they call it? Hard-to-get? Yeah, yeah. That’s it. This is what you read on the Internet after you had been dumped by your ex - ‘flirt with them, but play hard to get.' Men love the chase. You wish you had googled that before your previous relationship went up in flames together with the last shreds of your dignity. NO MORE HEARTBREAKS. You don’t need men. You just want their cocks.

DING-DING

The phone buzzes, interfering with your moment of eye-opening revelation.

From: Arataki Itto

Hey, bbby gorilla. I bet you smiled when you saw my name pop up on the screen just now :D

You re-read the message a couple of times, thinking that maybe you were too generous about the ‘doesn’t have to be that intelligent’ rule. Haven’t you seen something similar on the Internet already? You know auto-correct can be cruel, but this should be classified as straight-up meme material.

From: Arataki Itto

Baby grill*, sorry!

Should you take screenshots? Your friends would have a field day mocking you and your first failed attempt at finding a hookup. Hey, let’s give him a chance. Maybe, just maybe, it won’t be that bad.

From: Arataki Itto

Dayum, man, this shit is wild. Ignore that, yeah? So, whassup, Sweetie? Can’t believe I fished out such a pretty little thing. Look at you, fancy rags you are sporting there. Isn’t it uncomfortable to wear it every day?

You could be asking him the same thing. His dick cannot be happy, begging for more room in his male-hooker trousers.

To: Arataki Itto

Are you referring to my clothes? It is called a suit. I wear it to work.

You realise that you sound more condescending than it would be generally acceptable, considering the fact that you really want to bounce on that dick sometime soon. Itto doesn’t seem to pick up on it, though?

From: Arataki Itto

WOah, Dude. Are you some kind of businesswoman?

Yeah, he totally did not get it. He is the most oblivious person in the whole Teyvat. No doubt. You are still counting on a good dick, though.

To: Arataki Itto

Yeah, you might say so. I run my own company.

You don’t want to reveal too much. You are not looking for a hand-in-marriage, duh. He doesn’t necessarily need to know how rich you are. Well, probably he will discover sooner or later, but that’s just not important now. You have a clear goal in mind. After a year of life resembling that of nuns, you really need to let off some steam.

From: Arataki Itto

NO SHIT! That’s so cool, man! I don’t really know much about that. But, I am also someone you might call a big shot, like yourself. Wanna know what I do? :D

You snort out loud, grateful to Archons that you didn’t get to exchange messages with this big dumb-dumb during one of your business meetings.

To: Arataki Itto

Well, let me guess. You are a fearless gang leader and a multiple champion of bug fights? :)

You hit the send button, fully expecting him to tease you back.

From: Arataki Itto

Holy shieet, no way? How did you know? You important people really have your way with things, don’t you? Sweetie, you are a keeper.

The sip of coffee you took ended up jetting out of your face, splashing on the documents and your desk.

To: Arataki Itto

No, Itto. I just read your profile info?

There is a longer period of silence in which you deal with the mess of your soaked papers while all cogs in Itto’s brain come to a screeching halt.

From: Arataki Itto

Sure, I was just fooling with you, Babe. You are a sharp one, though. Cool. Anyways, Sweets, fancy meeting me soon???

Yeah. For some inexplicable reason, you send him a short ‘yes’ answer before your common sense can convince you otherwise.

Itto is a simple guy. He has never been one for these extravagant restaurants, with menus full of names he could not even read, let alone know what they are. This is not ‘his style’ - he would remark to one of his gang members when they reasoned that maybe he should reconsider the plan for your very first date that his Oni brain had masterfully concocted.

„Listen, here, I know what I am doing, yeah? Such cute little bumblebees like her need a real man, not some old fuddy-duddy snobs. My pockets may not be full of mora, but I am a creative fella. These stuck-up buffoons could never! They simply ain’t no match for me, got it?”

Itto gave a truthful answer, fully believing in every word he said.

Thus, he waited no further, asking you out on a date at your earliest convenience, which turns out to be today’s evening. The handsome Oni promised to pick you up at 8. To your surprise and dismay, approximately ten minutes before the appointed time, you hear some idiot yelling outside the apartment block. It is getting increasingly louder and more annoying as in addition to these screams equalling the tenacity of a slaughtered boar, there is a deafening sound of a horn that keeps blasting, and it simply won’t stop.

What a nuisance! Your hand twitches; and you would almost mess up the eyeliner if not for the years of experience in the said activity. Ahh! If only you had left work earlier, you wouldn’t be running late to your first-in-ages fucking session with the hottest Oni in the entire Teyvat. This obnoxiously loud moron will not ruin your perfect make-up for tonight’s long-awaited rendezvous.

„Shut the hell up, you twat!

You stick your head out of the open window and let the guy know what you think about his shenanigans. Everything goes silent, and bless the Archons; you are allowed to finish your make-up in peace before receiving the call from the receptionist.

„Mrs Y/N, I’m very sorry to disturb you, but there is a..., erm, questionable-looking young gentleman in the lobby, claiming that he supposedly has a meeting with you tonight. He forgot the room number, doesn’t have his guest pass and is..., Very rowdy, to say the least. He was making a lot of noise in front of the building just now. Would you like me to maybe, uh, get rid of him?”

A few seconds pass in complete silence before you clear your throat and croak out a quiet ‘I’m coming downstairs’ answer. The receptionist was still very supportive and informed you that he could take care of things himself. You really didn’t have it in you to confess that this ‘questionable-looking young gentleman’ is your date for tonight.

You hurriedly exit the lobby, avoiding eye contact with the discombobulated staff. You hold your head high, and your mouth sets into a grim line when you halt in front of the smirking Oni, leaning smugly against the motorcycle.

„Hey, Sweets. Thought I’d have to climb the damn building to get you out of your birdcage. These dudes here are worse than Kujou Sara’s flunkies.”

Itto roars, laughing so hard at his own joke that you think you are going to die from second-hand embarrassment. Is stupidity contagious? Because if the answer is positive, then maybe you shouldn’t risk so much just for a good round of sex.

„H-Hi, Itto.”

You stutter out a stiff greeting, barely, barely, managing to convince your eyes to rest on his face rather than on the Oni’s bulging penis. Ok, he might be an idiot, but he sure is an eye-candy too.

„Dayum, man, you are such a heartthrob. How are you even single? You must be having a hard time with all of these sleazeballs hitting on you, don’t ya?

Itto praises, having no reservations to ogle your body from head to toe as he takes a step forward, and BOOM, suddenly his lips are brushing over your cheek. It is haste and innocent, but the skin caressed by his soft lips starts to burn, blossoming with a rosy colour. He withdraws unexpectedly, but your nose catches a whiff of his scent - a musky, smooth aroma. It is such an invitingly warm but not too overpowering cologne. It has this slight sweetness on top of it all, with some notes of cashmere and anise that come through first, catching you by surprise at how soothing yet powerful the Oni’s fragrance is. If you had to close your eyes, the first image that would come to your mind would be that of a ‘man’. The realest man. Your pussy throbs in excitement.

„I’ve been doing just fine, thank you.”

You respond awkwardly through the dryness of your throat. Itto flashes his teeth, rubbing at the back of his neck to subdue the sudden wave of shyness that hit him out of nowhere. What is he supposed to say now? It is just not fair for you to be so breathtakingly gorgeous. The over-grown Oni fails to understand how and why he managed to talk you into this meeting.

„You smell good.”

WOAH. All the possible things you could have said, and yet your mouth babbles out one of these observations you would rather not divulge at a first meeting. Well, at least you did not tell him how delicious his cock looks in these whorish trousers. The glass is always half full, as they say.

„Ya think?”

Itto stands there, equally jarred by the boldness of your comment, making eyes at you that leave your throat considerably drier than before. It seems that it was all he needed to come back to his ‘big oni & small brain’ attitude. You didn’t suppose it would come to this, but you actually feel relieved.

„Daww, you flatter me!”

The Oni coos at you, leaning closer, back into your personal space bubble. Crimson red eyes with a fascinating yellow gradient gaze upon you from above. The height difference leaves you dizzy with vertigo. Or maybe it is his ultra-masculine smell that muddles you up? Probably both.

„You sure make my mouth water as well, you petite Bumble Bee.”

Itto’s eyes light up, and they turn narrower with how much he is smiling at you right now.

„So, so small and cute. I bet I could fit you into my pocket, Sweets. The big Oni and his fun-size Bumble Bee. Isn’t that just supercool?!”

Your eye twitches and you are unsure if the not so well-versed Oni wanted to insult or compliment you, but you are still somehow willing to humour him. There is something about him that makes you want to rub your thighs together, irrespective of his intellectual capacity of a peanut. That is actually quite endearing if you were to admit the truth. The towering over you muscle-pig makes some animated movements with his jumbo-big hands, appearing more excited than a kid in the candy shop. Your longing eyes cling onto Itto’s massive palms, giving you all the wrong ideas that could lead to all the positive outcomes.

„Yeah. Super-duper-cool, Itto!”

You tease, but obviously, the red-eyed hottie wouldn’t savvy the laced with sarcasm words even if he used the long dusted in his brain wires.

„High-Five, man!”

He shouts, lifting his arm. Not too high though so that you can comfortably reciprocate the bonding gesture. And you do, flaunting a crooked smile and eyes that stare blankly at Itto’s XXXXL chest. Where does he buy his clothes? Your study the leather jacket - a perfect match for his skin-tight leather pants, underneath which you see a white tank-top. Yeah. 10/10 male hooker outfit confirmed.

„Well, and guess what, Sweets! It is your lucky day! Would you be able to tell why?”

Itto rubs his hands with joy, waiting eagerly for your answer.

„Oh, no. Please, enlighten me..., you biiiiiig Oni Boy.”

He is thrown off guard again, attempting to hide the rushing to his cheeks heat by a roar of laughter that comes from the deepest depths of the Oni’s belly.

„He he he, you learn fast, Bumble Bee. ”

Itto acknowledges the use of the pet name that he consciously (or not) chose for himself a minute prior. He tries not to ponder on how well it sounds rolling off your tongue. Perhaps, it wasn’t a good idea to call himself that way.

„I’m taking you to the bug fights!”

Your eyes widen. However, not because you feel ‘lucky’ as stated by the big-tiddied man.

„B-Bug fights?”

Parroting Itto is the best you can do, as you experience a temporary lack of grey matter in your brain. His lack of intelligence has already started rubbing off on you.

„Heck, yeah, Bumble Bee! Authentic BUG FIGHTS! Can you believe it? I’m taking you there on my turbo fast baby too!”

Regardless of his enthusiasm, your face twists into yet another pitiful expression when Itto points to the monstrous motorcycle behind him.

„Not to spoil your plan, Itto, but, um, I-I don’t think I’m dressed for the occasion.”

You peer at him, hoping to wiggle your butt out of this predicament. The Oni regards you with his empty-looking eyes. He worries at his bottom lip, a tell-tale sign of him thinking long and haarddd about how to save the night.

„Uh, how about you come upstairs? We could jus---,”

Itto claps his hands together, destroying your plan to lure him into your apartment and jump on his dick.

„Hey, don’t ya worry your pretty head about it, Bumble Bee! Itto will always come up with the best solutions.”

The red-eyed Oni shimmies out of his leather jacket and sinks to his knees. Wooah, wait a minute? What’s going on? Your eyes shoot to the entrance, where you spot a confused receptionist. He is looking at you with a ‘blink twice if you need my help’ message written across his face.

„Grab my shoulders. I will cover you up with my jacket so we can hike that skirt up.”

You gasp for air like a fish out of water.

„E-Excuse me?!”

Itto swathes your buttocks with the garment, tying the sleeves together to secure the jacket on your hips.

„It’s all fine, Sweets. I’ll help ya! Just hold onto me nice and tight! Your peach is safe with me.”

His big Oni hands grab the flimsy skirt and push it higher and higher up your thighs, almost revealing your panties! Your body sways as if you were fighting for life on a rocked by the storm boat. The man has no control over his strength!

„Itto, n-no!”

„Easy, easy. I’m a gentleman.”

Wanting to prove his words, the handsome Oni closes his eyes, further roaming his hands over your exposed skin. You clutch onto his muscular back when Itto continues the uneven battle with the skirt. You really don’t want to focus on how hot and soft his palms feel against the delicate skin of your thighs, but you lose this time as well, succumbing a little deeper into lust.

„And all done!”

Itto grins proudly when he juts his chin up to look at your flushed face.

„Let’s go, Bumble Bee. We are running late.”

His gigantic hand swallows yours as the deliriously happy big boy leads you towards the vehicle.

Your first date turned out to be everything but you screaming in pleasure while struggling to take Itto’s oni dick. The hook-up ended without a hook-up as you were dragged to the ‘Bug Fights Arena’ - quoting the ecstatic Itto, which in reality was nothing short of a few make-shift stone platforms with a variety of Onikabutos performing some wild martial-art moves. Itto could not stop babbling about these yucky-looking insects, passionately holding your hand through the entire duration of the duels you were (un)lucky to witness. Unable to contain the bottling inside emotions, it happened that Itto squeezed you too hard. You had to remind him that he was still holding your hand and that it would be nice if he could stop squashing it to a pulp. The oblivious Oni apologised profusely and lifted the palm to his lips to pepper-kiss the skin, only to almost cut off your blood flow a few moments later when he again forgot about how strong he is.

He bought you popcorn and your favourite Tricolour Dango. The handsome Oni was feeding you with the chopsticks, every now and then passing you the extra large boba tea that you both shared. Indirect kiss? Pretty much, yeah. Neither of you seemed to mind. Itto wiped you clean with his thumb whenever he missed your mouth because of how much he was focusing on these stupid bug fights.

„Ah, sorry, Bumble Bee, my bad. Here, lemme fix that for ya.”

Itto’s crimson pupils were glued to your lips as he was wiping the sweet sugar powder.

„Why do you call me this way?”

You queried, blushing slightly when he licked the sticky powder off his thumb. You two seemed to grow comfortable with one another in a remarkably short time.

„Huh?”

Itto mused, shifting his eyes back to you.

„Why is it, Bumble Bee?”

Itto smirked impishly.

„It is simple, Sweets. I love all the bugs...,”

He inched closer, his lips halting right next to your ear.

„...and bumblebees are the fluffiest and thickest of them all.”

You could have sworn the Oni deliberately let out a warm puff of air to watch you shiver and squirm in your seat.

„Very sexy, just like you and easily my favourite out of all these tiny creatures.”

He whispered, chuckling playfully when you craned your neck to peer at him with a raised eyebrow.

„Excuse me, but I’ve never been compared to a yucky bug. Was that a compliment?”

Itto guffawed like a big dummy, scooping you closer to himself with his large oni forelimb. His finger poked your nose, which further threw you off balance.

„You see? That’s what I’m talking about. The sexiest and cutest little Queen of all the bees.”

You didn’t ask him to elucidate what he meant by it, but you would be a liar if you didn’t admit that it felt nice to know that at least in Itto’s eyes, you are the juiciest bee in the entire hive.

From: Big Boi Itto

Hey Bumble Bee, hope your day is as nice as your butt :)

Despite the lack of any activities that would fall into the broad category of SEXUAL; your friendship with the Oni doesn’t appear to lose its momentum. In fact, the big dum dum - aka infamous Arataki Itto doesn’t cut you any slack, stubbornly yet steadily heading straight for your heart.

The message you read out during one of these most boring office meetings is a prime example of how well he has been faring. You can’t do much about the silly smile that creeps on your face at yet another Itto’s cheesy pick-up line.

To: Big Boi Itto

Hey, Big Boy <3 Unfortunately, I’m stuck in a meeting. It’s so dull. You have no idea :(

It is hard to believe, but you catch yourself missing the company of the scatterbrained handsome oni idiot. You sigh, a little bit heartsick? The guy delivering the presentation averts your bored and annoyed-looking eyes, spitting out facts and numbers like a robot. Normally, you would be very interested in what he has to say, it is your company, after all. Yet, today you can’t stop daydreaming and getting distracted.

From: Big Boi Itto

Shit, trapped in the same room with a few stuffed shirts? Ugh. My poor little Bumble Bee, you must be bored out of your mind! I can come and kidnap you if you want :D

Another round of giggles threatens to escape your mouth, and you have to hide behind the documents to remain professional. Yeah, these guys sure are a bunch of stuffed shirts. Itto is not mistaken. They all but pale in comparison to Itto’s charismatic personality.

To: Big Boi Itto

I wish. I really wish I could! How about meeting me in the evening?

You send the hit button and start wondering, is it still only about sex? You prefer not to think about it too much, afraid to arrive at answers that would be too hard to accept.

From: Big Boi Itto

Oh, yes, girl! Thought you would never ask, Bumble Bee *smirks* I have something I want to show you tonight, so I’m taking you to my place. I can send you a little sneak peek :D

To: Big Boi Itto

BRING IT ON <3

You respond in a heartbeat, relieved to be entertained by the one-of-a-kind Arataki Itto - the funny but a tad too silly PRO comedian.

From: Big Boi Itto

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Look at that big boy. Impressive, huh?

You download the image and immediately have to cover the gaping in utter shock mouth to muffle the scream bubbling in your throat. A deep red flush raises to your cheeks and spreads lower, much much lower, making it feel like your stomach basically sank to your knees. You are staring at the ONI’S DICK. At the gargantuan piece of Itto’s erected flesh that urgently begs to be swallowed by your pussy right this instant.

„Continue without me.”

You choke out a feeble sounding command that fills the room with awkward silence and stupefied eyes that stick to your face like stink on shit.

You don’t suppose you have ever been in such a desperate need for a moment of privacy in one of the company’s bathroom stalls when you slam the door shut and desperately reach for the throbbing pussy to stuff it full of your fingers.

Itto’s dick pic.

And nothing else matters to you now.

How did it all come to this? Your forehead creases the longer you look at the KO’ed Oni, lying like a lifeless log in his bed. The second date also did not progress the way you had thought it would. First of all, how could you have known that a man of Itto’s size could be knocked out by a little bit of chocolate cake? You feel like bawling your eyes out, blaming yourself for the current state of affairs. You move closer to the suffering man, evenly spreading the duvet over Itto’s large body. Your thoughts spiral obsessively, over and over again replaying the events of tonight’s meeting that led to the Oni’s inevitable demise.

1. Out of politeness, as you stubbornly convinced yourself to believe, you came up with the brightest idea to surprise the Oni with a homemade chocolate cake. Sure, many would deem it stupid and unnecessary, especially that he was only meant to become your booty call. However, you could not fight the ‘I-want-to-be-a-good-girlfriend’ whispers at the back of your head.

2. You whipped up the most delicious, flinger-licking good chocolate cake and arrived at his doorstep before the appointed time, with the image of his gigantic Oni cock forever etched in your memory.

3. The conversation flew naturally, without any hitches or awkward pauses that could have been caused by the shockingly nice, however still very unexpected dick pic.

4. Itto was very happy to taste the sweet treat, stuffing his belly full until you practically saw the bottom of the baking pan and there were no crumbs left.

5. He was eating and eating, showing you his collection of bugs that live happily in the glass houses that Itto had built himself.

„W-Wait, wait, Itto. What photo are you talking about?”

„The snap I sent you today.”

„But you didn’t send me any bugs? You send me your-”

OH FUCK.

„Now, you see that big boy, Baby? Yeah, I’m so proud of him. The biggest and strongest Onikabuto that I’ve laid my hands on. It looks even bigger in reality than in that photo I sent you, right? A real monster!”

6. The realisation hit you precisely the moment Itto’s soy bean allergy kicked in for good, resulting in him almost fainting and getting all delirious and incoherent. The only thing you managed to piece together from itto’s incomprehensible noises was that it must have been triggered by the soy milk, which you had used to prepare the chocolate cake.

7. The grand finale? You had to call your family doctor, who rushed to the Oni’s house with the allergy shots. The poor Oni fell asleep like a baby and hasn’t moved an inch since he got poisoned.

Up until now.

Grunts, pants and whines.

Itto’s eyes groggily crack open, right away landing on your tense facial features.

„Itto? H-How do you feel? Are you ok?”

The Oni blinks a few times, noticing your small hands wrapped securely around his larger one. He grins, revealing the pearly-white sharp canines that would undoubtedly feel amazing playing with the skin of your neck. WOah, hold on. You almost killed the man, and you still can’t control the horny? SHAME ON YOU!

„Baby,`s fine. I am all fine.”

Itto sits on the bed, pulling your hand to his mouth to kiss it a couple of times before he flashes you the signature Oni smirk, hoping to relax you.

„It was just a little virus in the system, nothing to be worried about. Hey, Bumble Bee, what’s with the long face?”

Itto tries his best to cheer you up, but the tears start pricking at your eyes.

„It’s my fault, all my fault.”

You choke on a sob, and violent little shivers take over your chin. His oni fingers grasp the jaw delicately. They essentially cover half of your face. Itto’s heart picks up the speed. He is not prepared to see his little Bumble Bee cry.

„No, no, no, hey, Baby, look at me, look me in the eyes.”

Itto instructs in a warm tone, although internally, it feels as if somebody was ripping his heart out alive. Both of his hands cup your face that adorably drowns in their bulky size, awakening longing and other emotions whose names are yet unfamiliar to Itto. All he knows is that he can’t bear to see you cry.

„You did nothing wrong, Baby. You are perfect.”

And then, it happens. Itto’s lips brush over your eyelids first before you feel yourself being pressed against the warmth of his chest, against the solid muscles of his abdomen that draw tight once your soft finger pads rest on the Oni’s firm body. He is so warm, or rather hot, scorching hot like the rays of sunshine in the peak of summer. It takes you a while before your synapses fire properly to understand that Itto is kissing you. He is kissing you as if the act itself could possess your soul, and, to be frank, it isn’t too far from the truth.

Itto moans into your lips, effectively turning your brain into a Jell-O with his unabashed display of want, thundering against his Oni veins. He could choke you to death with these hands that swathe your face and neck, and you wouldn’t even notice. He kisses your lower lip, dragging it slowly between his sharp teeth and your ability to reason flies out of the window.

„Baby-”

Itto pants, and you can’t comprehend why his lips are suddenly so far away from yours? You tug at his tank top, attempting to yank him close, but let’s be honest, the effort is futile. A small mouse lunging at an elephant would be more successful than you now.

„W-Why did you stop, why-,”

Itto places a sloppy kiss on the centre of your lips to shush you.

„I need you to know that I’ve never had more fun than with you. All the other girls wanted me for my looks. Ya know, big Oni and his big cock, this type of shit, I was so fed up.”

Itto fires the shots, wanting to be utterly transparent with you. His hand wanders to the small of your back, and he effortlessly lifts you, placing you in his lap. Your body arches into his, fingers getting tangled in his white Oni mane as your bodies mould together perfectly.

„Nobody ever listened to me. These chicks, they all just wanted to, uhm..., You know what I mean.”

You nod, rocking into his pelvis, which sends a jolt of electricity down your spine. Itto’s fingers sink into the fat of your hips. He breathes out laboriously, eating you up with his gaze in a most affectionate manner despite the sparks of need that light up his crimson pupils.

„Then, when it was all over, they left me each time. But you are different. You went to see the Bug Fights with me and, and you, uhm, you took care of me when the allergy knocked me down, he he he...,”

Itto hides his embarrassment behind a forced chuckle, all the time gauging your reactions. He doesn’t want to scare his Bumble Bee away. He cannot afford to lose you when you are all he has ever dreamt about, if not more.

„Thank ya for that, all of it.”

He finishes barely above a whisper, peering sheepishly at you.

A thick lump forms itself in your throat, and you swallow hard at the most beautiful and honest words you’ve ever heard coming from a man. Itto can be a big and intimidating Oni, but deep down he sure is just an adorable and soft idiot.

„Will you cuddle with me for a bit? I still feel a tiiiny bit drowsy. Will that be ok, huh?”

A tear-jerking question forces you to bury your head in his chest. You pull him close to you, failing to control the series of weird sniffles.

„You are such a dummy, Itto. Go to sleep.”

You hold him close, making a mental promise to protect his fragile Oni heart.

Unconventional situations require equally unusual measures. After a good couple of weeks of dating the Oni; having seen dozens of bug fights, having travelled hundreds of kilometres seated behind the Oni’s broad back with your hands securely wrapped around his ripped abdomen as he was taking you places on his motorcycle, and finally having pushed through a good share of Itto’s neglected boners, you know the time has come.

It is another one of these cosy ‘Netflix and chill’ evenings, with the big Oni boy crashing at your place and breathing life into you after a long day spent at the office. He would come, crack a few of his dumb Oni jokes, tell you a story from his not so shady gangster life and eat half of your fridge while never forgetting to spoon-feed you as he devours anything that doesn’t contain soy beans. Not that he would find anything like that in your pantry. It is worth mentioning that since the gruesome incident, you have gone ‘soy-bean-free’, totally manifesting your support for the Oni’s condition. Itto has been nothing but the sweetest little (ok, not so little) ray of sunshine, and you will not wait even a day longer to take your relationship to the next level.

However, the Oni has absolutely no clue about your plan when he enters your apartment with a bag full of snacks for tonight’s cuddling & watching TV date.

„Bumble Bee, I am ho-,”

Itto feels his throat jamming, and the shopping bag slips out of his hand, landing on the floor.

„Hi, Big Boy.”

Itto really, really tries not to look. He does his absolute utmost not to stare open-mouthed at the bumblebee tank top and shorts but fails nonetheless. The almost-sheer, ultra-fine set emphasizes each and every delicious curve of your body and..., Ohhh, Celestia help him! Is he seeing nipples poking through the paper-thin fabric? Are you not wearing any underwear today? The bumblebee print in the middle of your boobs stretches, revealing the busty shape of your chest, leaving very little to the Oni’s imagination. Itto’s brain simmers like an egg on a frying pan when he drops his gaze lower, down to the skimpy shorts with a lacy hem digging into the flesh of your thighs. Camel-toe? Oh, noooo, please no. A stifled sound of a tortured to death beetle is wrung out of the Oni when you part your thighs and pat your belly, smiling softly at the almost-deceased Itto. There he sees your fanny, your cutest little pussy lips swelling thickly against the barely-covering your peach shorts. Your breasts shake and jiggle, flowing like the rolling waves in the sea once you lift yourself higher on the sofa to have a better look at your afraid to move or breathe Oni boyfriend.

„Come here and cuddle. What are you standing there for, hmm?”

You pat the belly again, making it clear that you want him between your thighs, with his head resting on these curvaceous boobs and dick nestled in your labia, hugged tightly by the puffiest pussy flaps Itto has ever seen. He sucks in a sharp breath, sounding pretty much like the Oni demon he is when your bum moves from side to side, inviting him to alleviate the yearning in his groin that stirs his dick to full hardness right in front of your eyes. Itto knows you can see it. There is just no way with how much his cock-head swells when you just as much as come too close to the touch-starved Oni. You have been nice enough not to make fun of his over-the-roof sexual drive, for which he is very, very grateful.

„Itto? Is something wrong?”

You nag him, nag him to come and put that thickened cock on your exposed cunt.

„I, uh, I just love that look, Baby is all. Got me a little shaken for a moment, yeah.”

Itto stutters out and bends in half to pick up the bag with snacks, which gives him a top-tier, almost a bird’s eye view over your plump little hole. He hears you giggle at has to stop to adjust the pants that start to annoy the shit out of him and his bulging in need penis.

„I’m so happy you like it.”

You sing song, and Itto’s eyes are heavy on you, on your nipples that stand at full attention, calling him to suck them till he tastes your sweet milky-bee nectar on his tongue.

„Like it? No, Baby. I’m losing my mind over it.”

Itto discards the bag on the coffee table, uninterested in the box of ice cream that must be turning into a wet and sticky puddle, very much like the content of his boxers.

Another gut-wrenching, dick-choking giggle. Itto’s eyes are absent, feral as if he has lost the remaining brain cells that so far have helped him to keep a pretty good lid on things.

„I have missed you so much, Big Boy. Come and crush me with this Oni body of yours.”

That is too much for Itto. Way too fucking much. It is like his whole body has already started to sizzle with need, and you are just adding fuel to the fire, making him burn. Leaning down slowly, his eyes are following yours.

„Bumble Bee, yer asking so nicely, how can I say no~”

Itto’s eyes sink to your unguarded hole as he slides that monster of a cock between your spread legs. You haven’t touched him, and he feels ultra-hard. You are guessing it must be borderline painful, even. You bite your lip. Excitement paints your cheeks in a rosy colour. You suddenly feel yourself drawn into a kiss as Itto positions himself. You lift your legs up, digging the heels into the meat of Itto’s hard ass to force him to lower his hips. His fat cock brushes over your tiny cunt, and the Oni’s muscular pecs push into your much softer and so much more delicate boobies. Itto really is crushing you, taking your breath away as he rests his entire body weight on your petite one, merely granting your wish.

„I might sting Ya a little bit, Hun. Your Papa Bee has some issue down here.”

Yeah. You can feel that ‘issue’ very well. It’s your turn to moan as you writhe underneath Itto to rub all over his cock, dragging you both into that lust-driven hell.

„S-Shit, Babe, uh-, can you like, f-fuck, stop fidgeting so much?”

Itto’s cock jumps when you laugh at him like a fucking brat that needs to be punished.

„Make me, Papa Bee.”

It jumps again, thrashing against your weeping hole. The Oni could snap you in half like a stick if he lost control over his actions. You both know it, yet you continue teasing his dick, to the point he can’t take it anymore, so he grabs your waist with his hand. It looks ridiculously big on you, covering at least half of your stomach. Itto kisses you, no, basically devours your lips, naive enough to think that it will shut you up. Damn, that Oni blood circulating in his veins, that steroid-fed cock and his ridiculously overgrown body---,

„Mhmm, Itto, you-you are leaking on my pussy.”

You mumble the words into his mouth, eliciting an animalistic groan from your demon-like boyfriend. Drool dribbles down your cheek because of how stubbornly Itto is sliding his tongue against yours, pushing it down your throat as if he intended to choke you with it. Thinking very little of the consequences of your actions, your hands anchor in his hair, only to grope the pair of the Oni’s red and spiky horns. The man whines - whines like a beast in heat.

„What if your Bumble Bee wants to be stung, huh?”

That is about the time when Itto fucking loses it, loses it for good.

„Ya little Flower is thirsty for Papi’s cock huh? You’ll fucking sob and beg when I make you sit on it and take every fucking inch into that greedy little cunt.”

HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

„Yes, Itto, please, yes!”

The Oni growls, angry, out of his mind, totally gone. He tugs at the bumblebee tank top, tearing it down your body with his black claws. Your perky globes jiggle from side to side, and he lunges at them, stuffing his face full of your boob as if he wanted to eat it. The wet and long oni tongue laps at your bud, circling it, sucking and kissing without a moment's break to swallow the spit that makes your chest wet. Fireworks explode below your navel, and you keep pushing your cunt onto his thickened, swollen and licking pre-cum gigantic cock. He reaches for the other breast with his palm, kneading it and fumbling as he moans and groans, giving out these sounds that resemble the heat of a battle rather than some tit-sucking & vanilla sex.

„I’ll stuff you so full you will feel me in your fucking lungs. That’s how badly your Papa Bee will sting you, Hun.”

Ok. That threat actually intimidates you, especially when the sex-drunk Oni kneels before you and pulls his pants down. You can only watch in silence as his gigantic cock falls out like a felled Otogi wood. It is so heavy it bends under its own weight, looking as if it wanted to scare you and ruin any other sex you have ever had with anybody. Scratch that - it is already better than anything you have ever experienced. Your eyes glaze over, and your eyelid twitches nervously.

„Huh? You suddenly forgot how to use your mouth, Bumble Bee?”

The oni roars, laughing so heartily you think he might fall off the couch. You shake your head in denial, pussy burning and throbbing so badly you have half a mind to impale yourself on this pulsing slab of meat, even if it would probably make you cry in pain.

„Papa Bee will remind Ya, Flower~, just give it time. First, I shall taste your sweet honey juice. It smells so nice my mouth is salivating"

Itto is more merciful with your shorts, scraping them off you with his claws instead of ripping them to shreds just like he did with your tank top. He crumples them in his fist and brings them to his grinning face to take a whiff of your pussy. He lets out a lewd moan, all the time holding them to his nose and inhaling as if he was a junkie.

„Sweetest nectar for Papa Bee, only, only mine.”

Itto snarls in his pussy-high trance, baring the pearly fangs that could pierce through your skin like a dagger through butter. He goes down on you, rubbing, nibbling and licking his way from your quivering thighs up to the honey-leaking hole. Itto’s furnace-warm hands reach to your back, cupping your full cheeks and squeezing.

„Fucking delish. Booty worth of a Queen Bee. So supple and tender.”

Itto watches entranced how your legs shake and your hips move in tiny, little thrusts, telling him clearly what you want. Oh, and Itto will deliver. Yes, he will.

Still clasping your bottom, he tugs you closer and nudges in with his nose, spreading your pussy lips as if he was opening a flower bud which hasn’t bloomed yet.

„Oh, Itto! Yes!”

„Mhmm!”

Itto groans back, dipping his tongue and swirling it low, reaching for the depths of your hole.

„Gimme all your juice, all that gooey sweetness on my tongue, Bumble Bee~.”

The Oni demands, caressing the throbbing nub of flesh, swallowing the tasty and warm essence that starts overflowing his mouth, trickling down his jaw. He licks into the lips of your sex, drinking, slurping and breathing in the syrupy-flavoured liquid.

He dines on you until you whimper in over-stimulation until you try to push him away as you climax again and again. The sofa is a mess - wet from the mix of the Oni’s saliva and your cum.

„I can’t, no-no m-more, no! Please! Itto-ahh, no!”

You are dying and living. Flying in the Oni’s arms. Spinning and shaking.

„What? Isn’t it what you wanted, Flower?”

Itto chuckles at your misery, having kissed your pussy for one last time. He faces you, licking the remnants of your squirt from his sticky lips. You are suffocating, barely able to breathe and even lying seems too difficult for you.

„I ain’t even started with you yet, Hun.”

Without a word of warning, the big Oni holds you by your waist and lifts you as if you weighed nothing. A fucking inflated doll, at best. Itto fancies switching your positions, and soon after, he is the one resting on his back while he has you seated on top of him. He bends his arm and puts it under his head to get himself comfortable. Meanwhile, you are trembling and shaking, clinging to his torso for stability as the world whirls chaotically before your eyes.

„C’mon, Flower. Mouth on Papa Bee’s sting, quick.”

He pats your bum a few times to make you regain your consciousness, a gentle reminder that he is still going to fuck you, regardless of how tired you are.

„Don’t make me repeat myself, m’kay?”

You nod, sliding down his body with no strength in muscles left. Itto’s right hand is securely wrapped around your hip to make sure you won’t slip away.

„Yes, just like that. A few licks, Sweets. Trust me. It is for your own good. We wouldn’t like to rip your pussy with my dick, right?”

You nod again, more frantically. Although, you are worried that no amount of lube or saliva could save your cunt from getting destroyed tonight. You peer at your overgrown lover for one last time. The demon with horns and his gargantuan cock. Yes. This is what you see when you dip your head and open your mouth as wide as you can to take him into your mouth. Well, this is an exaggeration. It should be said that you try to take some part of the bulging piece of flesh into your cracking and numb from the over-stretch jaw. Itto hisses, irrespective of how badly it’s going so far. His hips buck and his cock jumps in your mouth as soon as your tongue comes into contact with the throbbing monster.

„Fuck, Flower. Don’t suck too hard. I wanna cum in your tiny little cunt. Ya hear me? Papa Bee will be nasty if you don’t behave like a good girl.”

You whimper and blink twice to let him know that you are not going to risk being too bratty this time. For now, at least.

„Good little Bumble Bee. So perfect, aren’t Ya?”

Your head bobs up and down, sucking with just a reasonably decent amount of pressure, careful not to anger the Oni as your gag reflex is being tested like never before. You slurp just as loud as Itto did, gliding smoothly up and down the girthy penis. He moans and groans prettily, and your cunt starts aching for his touch yet again. Just how much of a whore are you? This man has turned your brain into sex-craving mush.

„That’s it. That’s enough.”

Itto pants heavily, writing underneath you.

„Sit on Papa’s cock now, huh? I think I have to be in you now.”

Uh-huh. It’s about the damn time.

You gasp when he pulls you close by your hip, forcing you to sit with your pussy hovering over the reddened slab of veiny meat. Trembling with fear and excitement, you close your eyes, attempting to control the agonizingly slow descent of your hips onto Itto’s impatient length. You are mind-blowingly hot on top of him. The handsome Oni rakes your hair back to look at your glossy eyes and slutty face. He doesn’t want to be that mean to you today. You have been such a docile little Bumble Bee that he decides he can help you swallow up that big boy. Itto’s hands dig into the fat of your hips, lowering you down on his dick, inch by inch, sob after sob.

„Itto you are too big! Too fucking big!”

You cry and cry, wondering how long you have been at it already? Why hasn’t he bottomed out yet? How many more inches do you have to take in? You look at him, irritated and disheartened. You punch his chest with your tiny fist, making the tiddy bounce. Itto coos, not fully able to hide his amusement. Yet, he lets you take your time. After all, he could simply split you open and pull your organs to pieces with a single thrust of his cock.

„Shush, Flower. You are doing so well. We are almost there~.”

Fat tears roll down your cheeks as you feel the burn of your hole being stretched, elongated and expanded to accommodate the Oni’s penis. You feel him reaching the undiscovered depths of your gummy walls, brushing over such intimate places that your whole groin buzzes with need.

„J-just fucking help me! Help me Itto! Do something finally, you idiot!”

Your heart-wrenching sob tugs at Itto’s heartstrings. He doesn’t answer as his mouth is being busy emitting a guttural moan when his hips piston forward, right into your tight cunt with such strength that you would nearly topple over if not for Itto’s grip on your hips.

Archons above!

This is insane. He must be reaching up to your throat. There is just no way he isn’t with how full it feels, with how big the re-appearing bulge in your stomach is when he slams into you, making you jump on him as if you were riding an enraged bull.

„Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!”

You scream, not even bothering to hold onto the non-stop moving Oni. Itto uses you like his cock-sleeve, pushing you up and down his dick with crazy speed, filling you so well that white spots and stars begin to dance everywhere around you as another whine-wringing orgasm explodes in your groin.

„Yes, cover my dick with your honeyed juices, cream on me, Baby.”

Itto’s abdomen muscles have been fighting very hard to deny himself the release, wanting to utterly wreck you before he paints your insides white with his thick spurts of cum. He has been struggling a lot to remain in control, and now is the right time to reward himself for all his hard work.

„Gonna, cum Bumble Bee. Hang in there for a little while longer.”

Easier said than done, you think briefly, before Itto thrusts even faster and deeper into your dripping, abused hole, chasing his high like a wild animal. It takes a few more precise snaps of his hips, and the gossamer liquid starts jetting out of his gigantic cock-head, practically spilling out of your loosened hole as it can’t take everything Itto has stored for you in his heavy balls.

It seems like you have lost consciousness for a short while, regaining your clarity to being spooned by Itto in your own bed. He is nuzzling into your neck with his nose, massaging the bruised hips with a circular movement of his chubby fingers over your skin. Itto purrs when your body stirs in his arms.

„Bumble Bee, Ya ok?”

Itto’s tone is laced with worry.

„Have I been too harsh on you? Sorry, I kinda lost it there. Sorry, Baby.”

He really sounds apologetic, making butterflies explode in your stomach. You shift slightly to take a look at his face.

„No, no. I loved it. You are amazing, Itto.”

You kiss his forehead tenderly, relieved to see the comeback of the Oni’s cocky smirk.

„Also, I didn’t mean to, erm, call you an idiot. That was, uh, you know...,”

You trail off, and Itto chuckles like the goof he is.

„All fine, Sweets. No offence taken. You might have called me an idiot, but your pussy was telling me a different story.”

The Oni comments proudly, flashing more of his sharp teeth. Your face flushes bright red, and you punch his shoulder in retaliation.

„Shut up! You really are an idiot!”

Itto doesn’t let you say another word, claiming your lips passionately.

„I might be an idiot, but I am only your idiot, Bumble Bee.”

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seonghwanotes · 3 years ago

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730 days | song mingi

pairing: mingi x reader

genre: angst

word count: 2k

a/n: i personally hate this piece so much, it hits a little too close to home but i wrote it decently and its still cringy gah dayum & there's no part 2 because some things are better off this way

You were in a relationship with Mingi for 2 years now and today was your anniversary with him. Lately, you could never get to go out with him on your monthly anniversaries since he was always busy with work which you understood and didn't mind about. So, you were exhilarated that you finally got the chance to celebrate a special day with him today.

You got dressed pretty early and drove to his house because you knew that he would be late or forget that you both had a date planned out since he hasn't texted you all day long.

While you were driving to his place, you turned up the volume on the radio and drove silently. The memories of when you first met Mingi flooded into your mind as you drove by the familiar street.

You fell in love with Mingi the second you saw him at a distant friend's birthday party. He was avoiding people at the party so it wasn't that hard for you to start a small talk with him. That night was definitely one of the best nights you've had, Mingi didn't even hesitate talking to you, in fact even when everyone had left, you both were still chatting away without realising it was late night.

You let out a small laugh as you drove into the street that Mingi lives at when you thought about the day he confessed to you. You had been talking to him everyday for a few months now and there was a misunderstanding between the two of you which resulted in a fight. Mingi being the gentleman he is, came to your doorstep late at night apologising and also, confessed his feelings for you.

And ever since, things have been going amazing between the two of you. Or so, you thought.

You reached the place and parked your car in front of his porch, turning off the engine before you walked to his doorstep. You felt nervous, as if it was your first date with him. Your hand reached the doorbell and clicked on it.

"Coming!"

You took a few steps back, knowing that his tall figure would accidentally bump into you by accident if he was about to walk out. Within seconds, he opened the door and came out. The smell of his cologne immediately flooded your surroundings, making you flinch a little, followed by a loud sneeze.

He was in the middle of locking his house door when his head turned to your direction, "Everything alright?"

You nodded, rubbing your nose. You managed to steal a glance at him, he was clad in a pair of light blue jeans along with an oversized white shirt, a denim jacket over it. You, on the other hand, wore jeans as well and a flowy blouse with your hair let down.

"You look pretty," He commented, making you realise he was done locking his door. You smiled at his compliment and returned one to him, "You look handsome as well."

"Where do you wanna go?" He asked, holding your hand as you both started walking. Everytime Mingi touched you, it would make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. This time, you didn't feel anything at all, not coming off as a surprise to you anymore.

"I don't know, I told you I didn't mind any place." You replied back.

"It's okay, it's better if you choose a place. I don't want to argue with you later about this." He said.

You looked at him with furrowed brows, wondering what he meant. Was he really going to argue with you before your date even started? That too, on your anniversary?

It took him a while to realise what came out of his mouth as he looked at you and tried to come up with an excuse. "I mean, I just don't want you to feel unhappy about it later."

You were obviously hurt from what he said earlier but you didn't want to show it to him, knowing that he would try to convince you to not feel this way. You hummed at his statement and looked at him, "Let's just go to McDonalds, I guess."

"McDonalds?"

"Didn't you tell me to choose a place?" You questioned him, starting to feel tired with his questions. You managed to catch him sigh and roll his eyes before he turned away, clenching his jaw.

Your relationship with Mingi was falling apart, that was for sure.

The first year together, everything was perfect and you had almost no arguments at all. You both went on dates a lot and took things up a notch. It felt like paradise whenever you were with him.

However in your second year, you felt like things started to lose its authenticity slowly. You began to argue with Mingi over the pettiest things and so did he. You've cried more during arguments with him than out of stress that now if you argued with him, you felt so numb and tired.

The relationship was getting toxic day by day.

"What's your problem now?" He finally asked, leaving a scar on your heart again with his blunt question.

"What's my problem?" You quivered, tears were starting to form in your eyes. You let go of Mingi's hand and asked him, "Why are you always arguing with me, Mingi?"

The look of fury turned into sorrow on Mingi's face as he heard your voice crack when you asked him that question. He knew that you had reached your point, you couldn't hold it in anymore. He had hurt your feelings to that point.

Yet, he didn't show any sign of pity towards you when he questioned you back. "Why are you like this? We've been fighting almost everyday."

You were on the verge of crying as tears collected in your eyes. "Why am I like this? Are you really asking me why I am like this? I've been trying my best to save our relationship every time it has been falling apart and you're asking me why am I like this? When are you going to realise that you have been screwing up our relationship, Mingi?"

He flinched at the mention of his name. You had never used his name before when you were together unless you were pissed or sometimes, jokingly. You had never used it when you were arguing as well. So it took him by surprise that his name left your mouth that day.

"Baby…"

Even him using pet names on you made you shiver, you knew it wasn't genuine anymore. He had stopped using pet names for weeks now, you didn't want to hear anything anymore. You looked at him in the eyes, hoping for him to tell you that it's okay and we would be alright. But he didn't.

Even though he put in more effort into your relationship compared to you, he was also the one hurting you the most that it was starting to drive you crazy. You loved him, you loved him with your whole heart and you didn't want to let him go. But in order for you to be alright again, you had to let him go.

Which resulted in you saying those words that you never expected yourself to say when you started dating Mingi.

"I think it's best for us to break up."

You both remained silent for a while, until you started sobbing and looked down. You hated this so much. You didn't want to show him that you were weak and vulnerable. You were at your lowest and you knew you couldn't hold it in anymore.

Mingi's hand reached to touch yours but you jerked away. "Please don't."

He immediately took his hand away and stood still in front of you. Seeing that he was quiet, you knew he was speechless and was thinking of what to say. You didn't want to look at him as well knowing that you would start to cry harder.

At the same time, you wanted him to ask you to stay. You wanted him to tell you that he was willing to fix things between the two of you. You wanted him to tell you that he loves you and he doesn't want you to leave him.

But he did nothing.

You didn't want to leave him, heck, it was stupid of you to even initiate the break up. but, you were not wrong. Mingi didn't even bother begging you to speak or wipe away your tears as he would.

You didn't want to assume things, perhaps he was hiding his pain as well as you did. Maybe it was going to take him some time to realise how fucked up the relationship was.

"Okay." He breathed out, a croak following along as he looked away.

You looked up at him, "Okay?"

"Yeah, let's break up." He said, making eye contact with you as you watched a tear roll down his cheek. You wanted to hold his cheek, wipe his tears and say that it was okay. You wanted to kiss him like there was no tomorrow.

But you didn't.

Instead, you started to cry. You covered your face with your hands as you cried in front of him. You didn't want to leave him, you knew very well you were still wrapped around his finger. You wanted to call him everyday, you wanted to text him good night and I love you everyday. You wanted to give him kisses every time he was sad after watching movies. But that wasn't going to happen.

You felt a pair of warm hands engulf you into a hug, hot tears dropping onto your blouse and Mingi held you tight for one last time. You dropped your hands and hugged him back, crying on his chest that you were starting to lose air.

You knew very well if you stayed in that position for a little longer, you would tell him that you were sorry and you would tell him to forget what you said. So, you pulled away from his hug. Mingi's eyes were red and puffy, he sniffed and looked up at the sky, holding back his tears.

You kissed him back for a brief second before he pulled away. His hand remained intact on your cheek, "It's okay Y/N, you don't have to apologise. I understand where you're coming from."

You couldn't help it. It broke you to see him in pain and you didn't want to see him in that situation ever. So, you opened your mouth to speak but Mingi stopped you by asking, "Can I kiss you one last time?"

Your eyes were glazed, you didn't know what to say. This was really it. This was happening for real and you had to accept it. You gave a subtle nod which led him to kiss you out of nowhere. You didn't move, you stood still as his kiss made you feel warm and content for one last time.

You looked down as he said that, shutting your eyes. You took a deep breath, telling yourself that it was okay and heartbreaks are normal. His hands took yours and he kissed them, before he talked to you.

"Just promise me that you won't give up on love because of what happened between us."

You had no words, you didn't even know what to say to him. You remained quiet for a while. He let go of your hands, "I love you Y/N, I always have and I always will. I'm sorry for hurting you all this while and not owning up to my mistake."

"I'm sorry too Mingi," Your voice croaked, you weren't able to tell the former cause it hurt too much in you to say it back.

"Just…" He paused, looking hesitant to continue his sentence. You could tell he wasn't going to continue his sentence knowing your answer, "Text me when you get back home."

After he said that, he walked back inside his house, leaving you alone at his porch - a crying mess. You got into your car and cried for a good 10 minutes. You wanted him to come out and kiss you, tell you to come inside and convince you to stay.

But you were both too egoistic for that. He knew you wouldn't bother his words, nor would you if he asked you to give him another chance. You looked up at his window, you saw his shadow through his sheer curtains and you could make out that he was crying as well.

No matter how much you loved him, you had to end your relationship before everything felt forced and fake. Before everything was merely a show. It was better to give your all in the relationship instead of giving only half or nothing.

So you drove back home.

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fandomtrxsh19 · 4 years ago

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So, when I read ACOSF, I made kind of play by play notes as a listened to it( I read the audiobook) so.........here’s the chaos

HEAVY SPOILERS FOR ACOSF!!

CASSIAN SAID FUCK

WHOA there’s a LOT of swearing in this

“It’s SEVEN in the morning gods damn it” -nesta archeron

OVERSIZED SHIRTS FOR THE WIN

Feyre and Rhys have 5 houses? Not surprised...

full, inviting breasts......BIG BOOBS OMG CASSIAN YOU HORNY SON OF A BITCH

7 siphons to keep his magic under control? Dayum

So, she rode this unnamed male like a fucking roller coaster?

Depression sex? Depression sex

“Her father was ashes in the wind” DAMN THATS EDGY

“A moment of release among the darkness inside her” NESTA BBY THIS ISNT HEATHY

“She avoided both of them” not surprised

OOOOH RHYS HATES HER TEA IS BEING SPILT

So, depression sex and depression alcohol? Yup

*checks chapter count* 80 CHAPTERS??!?! Oh shit this is gonna be a triiiip

OOOOOOOOO RHYS AND NESTA BEEF

Feyre trying to apologize to nesta........she’s trying

“You’re done, Nesta” The fuuuuuck.....

So, nesta’s moving and training with cassian...........Feyre, this isn’t a good idea omg

Feyre holy shit what the fuck are you doing, you TOTAL HELICOPTER SISTER?

“I never want to speak to you again!” damn

ELAIN TRAUMA!!! Yay???

MOR FOCUSED CHAPTER!!!?

she has brown eyes? Ok

FUCK SHES WEARING A BLUE DRESS FUCK

nesta knows about mor NESTA KNOWS ABOUT MOR!!!

“I am worthless and I am nothing. I hate what I am.” DAYUM I’ve been in that exact mindset numerous times. I can relate, Nesta

Briallen? Who the fuck is that?

Scars being trapped in magic? Good fuck that’s dark

“Ooh a dark skin character? Lit

OH SHIT SHE CANT FLY HER WINGS ARE CLIPPED

Is her name Emery?

“I am the monster your fear” BBY OMG GET THERAPY

Gwyn? Seems a bit aloof

“Two gentle conversations” GOOD JOB

Fairy lights omg lol

Nesta reading smutty books.....I’m imagining this omg

THE HOUSE IS ALIVE? Sweet

OMG ELAIN SHIT!!!! BBY

“All she wanted to do was touch him” OOOOOHHHHH NESSIAN

“All I need is a hot meal and a good book.” Mood

Nesta’s worried about Mor??? REEEEEEE

“Nesta needed Feyre more than she realized.“ OOOOOOO

OOOOOOOOO FAE BARGANS

They’re bound by magic on the body?? Ooh

IT’S TRAINING TIME BITCHES

“I don’t hate you too,Cassian” OMGGGGGG REEEEE

Nesta SMILED

THEY MENTIONED VALKYRIES!!!!!

“You might be my only friend.” HMMMMMMM

*hears how cassian was born * OMG HOLY SHIT CASSIAN

*hears cassians backstory* DAMN THESE CHARACTERS NEED THERAPY

OOP SLIGHT DEPRESSION SEX

OOP CLOTHING REMOVAL

“I’ve loved you since the first moment I held you in my arms.” HMMMMMMMM

I’m loving this Nessian sparring training.

ELAIN! SHES IN THE STORY KIND OF

Elain has small boobs........same

“I thought I would drop by to see how you were doing.” AWWWWWWWWW

Yayy.....awkward sister talks........

“She was the monster.” Nesta.............I can relate.

Nesta’s angry at Elain.............

Elain’s trying to reach out and Nesta’s denying it.

MY HEART

AGAIN...THE👏RA👏PY👏

“No more seeing her sisters without her permisson.” That’s smart.

Soooooooooo......Rhys is now a German Shepard.........?

OMG CASSIAN KILLED EVERYONE THAT HELPED KILL HIS MOM........good for him

“Use that training and make me.” OOOOOOOMGGGGGG

Rhys is overprotective of Feyre and shields her......daaaaaaaaaaaaamn

“What exactly happened in the cauldron?” FEYRE BAD IDEA BAD IDEA BAD IDEA

Again, Nesta, ✨THERAPY✨

Put a stop to what, D-does the IC know of the ✨depression smut?✨

“There was touching, but with her permission” WE 👏STAN 👏A KING👏

THAT ASKS👏FOR👏CON👏SENT👏

“Who do you think I am?” “A drunk fool who’s wasting my time?” OOOOOOOHHHHH SHOOTS FIRED!!!

Emery and Nesta to Emery’s cousin: GO HOME YOUR DRUNK ASSHOLE

*hears Nesta’s grand✨mama✨* me: grandmama, it’s me....ANASTASIA

Bruh...NESTA BIT CASS’S EAR

ugh the tool

“Baby making” hehe lol

“Nesta like gwyn”...............could she also be biiiiiiiii??????????!!!!!! YAY FIRST FRIEND IM PROUD OF YOUUUUU

NESTA SMILES AGAIN YAY!!

Alright, Meryl is BITCH

GWYN’S A QUARTER NYMPH?? Cool

“She’s failed everything.” BBY

HER POWERS? HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT SILVER FLAMES

ICY FIRE??? FUUUUUUUUUCK

Nesta must’ve been petrified being surrounded by fire

It’s a dream? THE FUCK

WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT SHE WAS DREAMING????

Cassian saw HER TRAUMA?????? FUUUUUUCK

HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HER POWER IS DEAAAAATHH FUUUUUUCK

THE BABY HAS WIIIIINGS!!!!!!

Why is Rhys angry about the wing thing?

Ohhhhhhhhhh shiiiiiiiiiit the tool

*hearing the possibilities of half Illyrian baby* OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHH FUUUUUCK OMG

“I loved it when you fucked my mouth cassian?” GAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH NEEESTAAAAA THIS ISNT HEALTHY

“What could go wrong?” DONT JINX IT

fairy monsters? OHOHOHOOOO

NONONONOOOOOO NOT AN ASH ARROW

BLACK EYES???? Fuck fuck are they in the cauldron?

OMG THE KELPIE IS DOING SHIT TO NESTA!!! Are they on the cauldron?

the MAAAAAAASK

ohOOOOOOOMGOMGOMGOMG SHE SUMMONED THE FUCKING DEAD REEEEEEEEEEE

Omg NESTAS POWERS ARE SO FUCKING COOL

She LITERALLY HAS AN UNDEAD ARMYYYYY

death HERself........badass

“Because you and cassian has been giving each other sultry looks all morning” SHE KNOWS

“For the first time in her life, she finally felt good in her own skin.” GROWTH

Omg Nesta created a swooooord!!!!! Cool

ITS INFUSED WITH MAGIC??? HELL YEAH

“I can’t lie to her!” SIIIIIIIMP

“I’d be careful when fucking her.” Oh amren

FUUUUUUCK FUCK BOOOOOOOOO TAMLIN

“You will not touch us.” YES TELL HIM

“I can’t believe Feyre ever loved tamlin.” ME TOO

“Elain saw everything Nesta did.” Daaaaaaaaamn

OOOOOOOO NESTAS PIIIIIIIISSED

OOOOOOOOOOO SECRETS FEYRE’S PIIIIIIISED

Nesta messed up and I think she realizes that

Rhys is pissed now and wants to kill Nesta....SHIIIIIIIT

Nesta: heads for a tavern me: NONONONONO GODS DAMN IT YOU’VE COME SO FAR

“I will fight for him. For us. Until I can’t anymore.” FEYRE IS GONNA BE A GREAT MOM

“Wishing to disappear into nothing.” I’ve been there.

“Cassian knew Nesta hated herself, but didn’t know how sometimes she wanted to unexist.” I RELATE TO THAT SHIT

“She had been born wrong.” AWWWWW BBY SHIIIIIT

“Was she worth being counted?” I CAN RELATE

*hearing Nesta blaming herself for her fathers death and for the horrible things she’s done, saying she can’t fix it* SHIT IM CRYING (I’m not joking)

“ I deserve nothing.” I CAN RELATE BITCH IM ACTUALLY CRYING

*hears Cassian calmly reassuring and comforting her* AWWWWW I NEED THIS QUOTE

CASSIAN CARES SO MUCH FOR HER I LOVE THIS

(I really needed that cassian talk. I literally wrote most of the quote down just in case. Thank you SJM)

EMERY CAN SENSE THE SEX HOLY SHIT

“After he’d fucked her with her fingers...” O NONONONOOO

*skips to chapter 52*

Lanthis??? Who the fuck is that?

“Gwyn and Emery are my friends” SHES GROWN SO MUCH!!!

26 dimensions? OH THIS IS SOME DOCTOR STRANGE SHIT

IT CANT BE KILLED

cassian and Nesta really went *yeet* .......... I’m sorry

THE SWORDS NAME IS ADORAXIA!!!!!!!!!!!sounds like a dnd character IDEAS

OHOHOHOOOOO BLACK THRONE AND A CROWN DEATH QUEEN NESTA WITH HER HAIR DOOOOOOWN

Rhys vs Cassian standoff *western duel music starts*

NESTA APOLOGIZED FOR EARLIER IM SO PROUD

Did Elain have a vision? DID SHE???

“I want you to seduce him.” NESTA THE HIDDEN BARD ROLL FOR PERSUASION

Mor teaching Nesta the waltz? NESTA AND MOR CAN NOT HATE EACH OTHER

Are they back at their childhood home? Because oooooooooooof ✨ childhood trauma✨

MOR AND NESTA HAVING A CONVERSATION YAY!!!!! (This’ll make rping them so maybe easier)

“We’re in a book!” Holy shit they know. HIDE THE FANFICTION

The relationship between Nesta, Emery, and Gwyn is so wholesome

“Oh FUCK you” .... NESTA

“I was just checking on dessert” MOOD

MOR AND NESTA ARE HAVING A FRIENDLY CONVERSATION

I sense tension between amren and Nesta

ERIS WANTS NESTA????

“I’m not with you.” Lier

A SNOWBALL FIGHT WITH THE BATBOIS??? Holy shit they do have one(1) brain cell

A sleepover with Emery, Nesta, and Gwyn? SIGN ME UP

“Do it for the miniature Pegasus!” INSIDE JOKES

OOOOHHH i see the gwynriel ship

Wait....HER POWERS MADE THE HOUSE BE ALIVE??? Sweet

Alright 2 months til FEYSAND baby

The mating bond between cassian and Nesta?????.............

“Say it, SAY IT” GODS DAMN IT NESTA SAY THE FUCKING THING

So, Nesta’s afraid she’s gonna loose her humanity?

EMERIE NESTA AND GWYN ARE IN THE BLOODRITE? Fuuuuuuuuuck

OH NO EMERIE!!!!!!

“High Fae bitch” PUT THAT ON A SHIRT

OMG OMG OMG HELL YES VALKRIES

oh Cassian you restless bastard you

*hears Emerie’s backstory and their heart to heart* AWWWWWW I LOVE THEM

“The morrigan.” The fuck Eris?

“She’d hit the archway of stone” OOOOOOOOOOF

“For being my friends when I didn’t deserve it.” AWWWWWWWWWW

What about Feyre’s pregnancy???? Hewwo?

“Lord of bastards” heh true that’s cassian alright

Wait, OTHER set of wings

CASSIAN!!!!!!!!!!

“Now, I’m going to slit your little throat.” FUUUUUUUUCK NONONONOOOOO THIS ISNT CASS FUUUUCK

What’s the trove?

NONONONONOOOO WHYD HE GET STABBED SHIT HE GOT STABBED

Nesta’s pissed.....MAGIC TIME

wait wait wait wait wait HES NOT STABBED HELL YEAH!!!!

“You are my mate, Cassian.” ITS ABOUT FUCKING TIME

Nessian: kissing when the world is in ruin

“She started bleeding hours ago. “ BABY TIME???

*hears the blood and feyre’s appearance*!FUUUUUUUUUCK

So, no C section? OOOOOOH SHIT THEYRE DOING IT

IM SCARED IM SCARED IM SCARED

“Silent babe?” Shiiiiiiiiiiiiit

Nesta Nesta Nesta What the fuck are you doing???????? FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK

SHE HAS ALL 3! ONONONOOOOOFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK

OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOOOOOOSHE PLUCKED IT FUCK

SHE STOPPED TIME?????????

WHOS the female voice?

“ I love you, Feyre” SHE DID IT IM SO PROUD!!!!!

What is she doing what is she doing what is she doiiiiingggg?

GIVE WHAT BACK?????

WHAAAAAT? A BARGAIN WITH THE FUCKING CAULDRON???

feyres alive? FEYRE’S ALIVE!!!!!!!

NESTA THE MVP!!!!

*the sister hug* AWWWWWWWWWWW

AWWWWWW I LOVE THE NAME NYX!!!!

How much did the Cauldron take from Nesta, tho?

FEYSAND IS BEST PARENTS

Alright, I want to see LOADS OF WHOLESOME FANFICS AND FANART ABOUT DOMESTIC IC AND ELAIN AND NESTA GOT IT?

#acotar #acowar #acofas #acomaf #acosf #acosf spoilers #feyre archeron #elain archeron #nesta archeron #rhysand acotar #cassian acotar #azriel acotar #morrigan acotar #mor acotar #amren acotar #gwyneth berdara #emerie acotar

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Can you do a little text with your opinion about the Volturi members? What you like and dislike, they personality, they story... Would be interesting! Kissessss and have a great day! 💜

Imma have a little fun and throw the very young me into the mix to. Let's see child me vs adult me's opinions on the Volturiiii.

Fun fact: I wasn't team Volturi until I was like fifteen. Before that I was team edward... I don't want to talk about that 🤔😒

Also I'm a sucker for villains. If it isn't obvious already, I like the villains more than the heroes. (We all love a bad boy though, don't we?--- TIK TOK NOW IS NOT THE TIMEE.)

So everything i say is just my opinion and should be taken just as that.

Aro: Younger me was like "this...is a terrible person. There really is no need to expand on this." However adult me has been like "GUYS this guy is possibly the SCARIEST character. This man rips off heads AND SMILES ABOUT IT." He gives me child snatcher vibes (from the movies in particular). I thoroughly enjoy the power hungry persona. He's really fitting to be the puppeteer behind the Volturi. Even if he makes it seem it's a group effort with himself, Marcus and Caius. Realistically, Aro gets what he wants and isn't afraid to do what it takes to get it...sorry Didyme. What's even darker about it, WHICH I LOVE, is that he isn't heartless. Smeyer wrote that Aro genuinely loved his sister. It's all good to have a character that's a evil heartless monster but what's more terrifying to me is the ability for someone to do evil despite their love and emotions. It doesn't hold them back and that's what I find particularly frightening now that child me didn't comprehend. Micheal Sheen, from what I remember of his interview years ago, played on the idea that vampires of Aro's age kinda begin to lose their mind. Which, hell freaking yes. However there is one thing I hate for Aro's character that happened in the movies. Breaking dawn part 2. That fucking laugh. Don't get me wrong, hilarious. I can't not laugh but for his character I felt it was too 'hey hey I'm a crazy man hehe'. It was a but too much, even for an eccentric Aro. However, I'm not to mad at it because again, it was funny to watch. I thoroughly enjoy the ‘friendship’ Aro and Carlisle share and i love that it is ‘maintained’ throughout the books. I think it’s just a really nice detail. (I love lore. I am a sucker for it.) The one thing that didnt sit right with me is Aro marrying someone so that he wasnt the alone one whilst his co-leaders were very much in love? Was a little off for me but i suppose that just adds to the character.

Caius: child me would shrink into the seat because what did I do to this man? High key still think I wouldn't want to be Caius' child because imagine doing something wrong and you get that glare? No thank you! Scary angry man. As an adult... "He's an angry boi but...DAYUM WHY IS HE SUDDENLY SO HOT?" Just...don't get angry with me. You'll get annoying real quick and you're too pretty for that. I enjoy the taking-no-shit attitude he has but felt it could have been a little more prominent in BDP2 where Aro asks if Caius' is challenging him. I full believe Caius to an extend would be like "yes, yes I am. Don't be an idiot Aro. Use that braincell!" Which is why I adore the meme vibes I see every now and then of Caius hating Carlisle because why does Aro love that blonde so much? CAIUS HAS BEEN NOTHING BUT LOYAL-- Anyways, I can totally get why Aro wants him on his team. Caius is so angry and has so much hatred that he’s a good asset to the coven, even if not having a special ability.I do find it hard to imagine that Caius is a century older than Aro though. Although I cant picture him over forty years old lol. Although i do personally enjoy the whole Caius x Athenodora route. IT’S TRUE LOVE! Okay so maybe thats a little dramatic but its better than Aro’s lmao.

Marcus: movie Marcus is absolutely not nineteen years old and that's just a fact. If anything, he's the forty year old one lmao. Child me couldn't care about this man. He was the man who said nothing and slumped on a throne. That was Marcus. That was his character summed up. Then adult me rolled in and OMG NO DON'T DO THIS TO THIS SWEET MAN. LET HIM BE IN LOVE. As an adult i definitely became more attached. I feel like i was too young back then to get why Marcus was in the Volturi. He seemed very out of place and like a filler co-leader more than anything. However as i’ve gotten older (and written for him), I recognised that's the point. That’s Marcus’ evident grief. He isn’t there by choice and losing Didyme caused him to fall out of line with the coven. He’s lost point or purpose. Almost like its become meaningless because the love of his life was gone and he couldn't save her.So what was the aims of the Volturi to protect vampire kind when they couldn’t protect their own? He couldnt protect her. I had never heard of anything like bond identification and once i had- i was shook, like it became clear why he had been so necessary in the first place. That really is handy to understand everyones bonds in a coven, he could direct Chelsea and the two alone could destroy covens by bonds alone. Marcus makes the Volturi more realistic in a lot of ways. Like in a family, there is the happy times, goofy people like Felix, the twins representing a close bond. Afton and Chelsea, love that cant be divided. The list really goes on. Marcus represents love and heartbreak, pain, loss grief, the sad moments every family goes through. In that way he makes the coven seem less invincible, a group of people who at the end of the day, have their own weaknesses and immortality doesn’t mean a perfect existence. Especially when, in my opinion, Bella fantasized about immortality and how perfect it would be. Even after her change, she waited for her happy ending because that was somehow guaranteed in some level. Which in the end, she got but not everyone gets that happy ending we all want. I also personally think Marcus is the most feeling of the Volturi, despite being apathetic. A result of heartbreak. It’s shown he can still feel more in his own ways when he voted against Renesmee being destroyed. Furthermore, he advocated that vampire hybrids were a lot like vampires. He made that relation openly before anyone. Its almost as though losing Didyme helped him value a life?

Jane and Alec: Child me thought these two were badass...and that still remains in my adult life. It’s always been uncomfortable to me that someone so young is so sadistic and powerful. Jane is the older twin with the ability of pain illusion...yikes. Her ability was evident in her human life along with Alec’s. His gift is sensory deprivation and these two were my favourites in the whole Saga. Still kind of are if im honest. I thoroughly enjoy the twins backstory. It has the most detail. I have a tag for the twins. Canon!twins is the tag for the twins in their book age. Unless this tag is present, the twins have been aged up :). They are very much canon but I put a bit more emphasis on tantrums. If they get angry, they both have tantrums. So whilst (unless tagged) they aren't children they can be very childish and these tantrums are pretty deadly. They’re also very possessive? I dont even know if thats the right word i’m looking for in all honesty. Lets say they get very attached if they like you. These two are probably the most secluded out of the whole Volturi.

Felix: Felix! High ranking guard due to strength and speed. I am a major supporter of Felix being a gladiator when he was human. He as a lighter grey cloak meaning he isn’t as high ranked but is so good at what he does that he’s been kept for centuries...and a lot of them. Personality? FINALLY, WE’VE GOT ONE WITH PERSONALITY!! (Im writing these out of order and i’ve just finished a chunk of Volturi members who have personalities as invisible as Afton.) Flirtatious and Light hearted, we love flirtatious and light hearted! Basically a comedian! Helllll yes, keep it going! Extremely vicious and highly aggressive? You know what? I still like it. He wouldn’t be a Volturi without a dark side. Cold blooded murderer. Yes. 10/10. Finally, someone Smeyer seems to actually care about. He flirted with Bella a couple of times in the books and i was FOR IT ALL THE WAY. I was very sad i saw none of it in the movies but im used to heartbreak by now. Im in this fandom after all. We were robbed of a lot. Strongest vampire in the world? I believe you, he’s also a hecking treeeeee. HE DO BE A TALL BOI. He actually makes Demetri look small and that’s still hilarious to me. Demetri is actually tall. However, if it isnt obvious we clearly traded backstory for personality. I cant get both smh. So...as i said before I fully believe Felix was a gladiator back in the day, hence his physique and height and excellent fighting abilities he has even as a vampire but then it kind of ends. I will say from the dawn of time, i don’t think Felix is the most academic man, just because of his era. I also think majority of the Volturi couldn’t read of write in their human lives and had to learn much older, most learning as vampires. Felix was one of these vampires, Although even now he isnt the most great at it. Then a wonderful writer known as @wallwriterstuff included it and now it’s canon in my eyes. I fully believe Felix is a slow reader and writing isn’t his strong suit either. Wallwriter also includes the possibility that Felix could be dyslexic which im all for too. For a very long time i’ve considered writing a dyslexic reader with the Volturi but have always hesitated because i don’t have it and wouldn’t want to upset someone for any misunderstandings or inaccuracies. However what i will say is that i think vampires would be the most understanding to humans with dyslexia. Learning things like that in later development or as an adult is difficult and they wouldnt think any less of you for struggling with reading, writing, numeracy- you name it. You’ll probably find they’re with you in the struggle at least half of the time. He’s also the goofball of the Volturi, even though he’s not really a goofball in our eyes, he’s the closest to a goofball out of the whole Volturi ...Emmett beats him in the Goofball wars.

Demetri: Oh yeah, it's Demetri's turn! So Demetri was previously in Amun's coven. When Chelsea gave him the old razzle dazzle...I've said Chelsea's gift so many times at this point it's getting old. I have two characters left after Demetri 😂😂 Anyway, with that Demetri was like "welp, I'm in the Volturi now." And now that they had a better tracker the previous one was kicked out. He isn’t much of a talker, polite and formal. He’s elegant (more graceful than i could ever be) and charming...yeah he is, you can say that AGAIN. He is also very calm, when next to Felix, i think everyone is calm but you know, we’ll say he’s a very calm person. I like how he was originally in the Egyptian coven with Amun. Given Amun’s goals this a pretty nice detail. NOW LETS GO TO MY VERSION. He’s very charming, calm, polite, formal and even a lil’ but quiet, i kept him pretty canon because he actually had a description to go on :)))))))))) Moving on. Demetri can be a very successful flirt when he wants to be and does have a Casanova reputation. However beyond the charming Volturi guard who has a brutal side like the rest of them, he has a chewy centre, deep down. I added that he had a child in his human life, one he doesn’t remember and very few people know about. He remembers that they died of an illness very young (around six?) but can’t remember what they look like. For that reason he doesn’t like talking about his child, he feels awful he doesn’t remember them and the loss still hits a pang in his chest.

Heidi: Alright im ready for this one! Child me didn’t necessarily enjoy Heidi? I was rather passive about her. It was all ‘pretty vampire used for her looks’ in my eyes back then and i was never comfortable with that. I’ll get into my take on Heidi in a moment, roll on the backstory! So Heidi knew Victoria as they used to be coven mates and we’re going to continue on as though Heidi didn’t care when she was killed? Like...its genuinely a burning question in my mind! If she didn't care, could that show the extent of Chelsea’s power in action!? (can we tell im enthusiastic about this coven yet?) It’s quite smart to have someone lure in prey. I wont lie, Heidi has quite the badass role in the coven. I wouldn't have thought about that I reckon. I’ve always thought that showed a kind of superiority. Oh you guys need to hunt your prey? pfft, ours literally comes to us. Her backstory really starts with Heidi being mistreated in her human life...a common theme Smeyer has. It can get old- i wont lie but when i give it some thought it kind of makes sense. Rosalie said it herself in eclipse, if any one of them had their happy ending, they’d be six feet under but i’d love a little bit more creativity. I could go on about how male vampires ended up being changed in comparison to female vampires but i’ll swiftly move on because that’s a whole other thing alone. Heidi was changed out of pity. (Which kinda infuriates me just to type, a pity change? Really? Really Hilda? we’ll see why it annoys me when i explain my take on Heidi.) Heidi was happy in her coven with Hilda, Victoria etc, which is hell yes. We love that. This is around the time she discovered her gift. Vampires were attracted to her and humans fell prey to her easily. Yup okay. I’ll take that. After a newborn vampire caused ‘too much attention’ Aro spared Heidi and Chelsea used her gift on Heidi. Nice, very nice aaaaand that’s where it stops and im left hanging. Personality time with Smeyer! Lets goooo. From what i remember and can find- she didn’t fucking have one. Apparently being pretty is enough for everyone. Which in hindsight, fair enough on a human Bella’s perspective, its literally Heidi’s gift to lure you in no matter what. She could tell you she’s a serial killer (and technically is lmao) and is about to sell your kidneys on the black market as to which you’ll be like ‘sign me the fuck up, want my liver too? Here, let me lie on the table for you. I’m down.’ without even realising what just happened. But even beyond that...Heidi has no personality traits mentioned. In New Moon she appears to be a little flirty which im all for, why the hell not? But...thats it? Thats all I get? Then we get into fanfictions, because i read them growing up. Heidi was depicted as flirtatious, promiscuous and then it varied between manipulative or she wasnt very smart. Which i’m knocking absolutely no one for. I think you can get a badass character who is incredibly dumb. I think all characters are actually valid whether they’re a genius or flat out dumb. I love them all. However it never really sat with me. I was never quite satisfied which i was fine with until i started writing for myself. That’s when i knew i’d have to really think about what my version of Heidi would be or i’d never be happy with my work. That and you also begin to fill in the blanks? The more you write the more you flesh out a character for yourself and so that rolls into my version of Heidi! So for my Heidi, she often gets the same trope of ‘she’s pretty and rich, those types of girls have easy lives who always had everything given to them.’ Then when it’s discovered she didn’t have a good human life. It turns to the next assumption of ‘oh she’s pretty and stupid enough to be used and manipulated’. In a lot of ways, that’s what Heidi wants everyone to think. Underestimate her, please, its all the easier to manipulate you if you do. She’s actually very smart and her rough human life made her more tough and intelligent. She’s very manipulative and yes she’s very flirty. You can look but you cant touch! She enjoys the attention her beauty gets her but if only these people would care more about what she’s like as a person. She’s not a barbie doll she will play you if she needs to. The only one who’s actually gotten far enough to sleep with Heidi is Demetri and even then the two don’t see each other romantically. They’re good friends who thinks the other is very attractive but that's where it ends. They’re basically friends with benefits some times lmao. However, Demetri got that far because he see’s the intellect Heidi actually has and acknowledges it. He thinks shes a queen who should be treated as such. She could take anything she wanted, a storm that people can only hope to survive in one piece. Secretly she enjoys a family setting. Whilst she never really wanted children (especially when she was expected to when human), she couldn't help but melt inside seeing little human children with their loving parents. She wants that for all children. Whether that's because she lacked such affection growing up, no one knows. She’s also a really good friend, you bet she’ll have your back. Crappy ex? Well we’ll show them, wont we (Y/N)? She’ll be a bitch and enjoy every second of it. She also loves the single life, believe it or not, you’ll have more difficulty getting Heidi to settle down than you would Demetri which speaks volumes. So yeah, move past her gift and really get to know her and you might have a very good friend. I also don’t see Heidi having a preference between male or females and that’s in all honesty. Times have changed and if she is attracted to another female then she wont be ashamed of it. She never has been (Demetri was the first to figure that out, Felix may be the last.) Even when the times weren’t approving of different sexualities, she didn't care. She will flirt with you and find it ridiculously cute if you get flustered.

Sulpicia: Sulpicia was an orphan which i used to develop my own version of her. Sulpicia grew to love Aro which im on the fence about but yup, i’ll take it. You’ll see what happens with my version in a bit lmao. and that’s where it stops. I get no personality again but do you know what we do in this fandom? We create one and fill in the blanks baby! So i write Sulpicia very materialistic and vain, she’s most snobbish of the wives and due to the other two, also considered the meaner one. She didnt have such things as a child being an orphan so when she got the opportunity to have it-she jumped. She isnt easily impressed and married Aro not for love but for immortality, money and status. (He’s only married you for your money, princess Jasmine! HE ONLY MARRIED YOU FOR YOUR MONEY! Damn it tik tok, but make it princess Aro) Which works well, because Aro doesnt necessarily love her either, he just wanted a mate so he wasnt the odd one out.He literally created her because he was like “Yup, you’ll do.” The two recognised they made a great team and image so they kinda grew to love each other? A little bit? Sure we’ll say its love...sorta. ANYWAY, It’s a highlight to Sulpicia being locked in that tower where she doesnt need to see Aro every little moment, it’s better than having a husband who she’d need to see everyday. ...Yeah my Sulpicia is something else lmao.

Athenodora: Athenodora is one of the oldest vampires in existence which kinda has me shook but I'll take it. She met Caius when he was fleeing from the Romanians, the two travelled together until they met Aro. Whilst on their nomadic travels they seemingly became mates. That's all we know about that. As to which the Volturi coven was made. Athenodora is completely loyal to Caius as well as highly dependent on him and I think that's very realistic given her circumstances. That's where their story ends...maybe for Smeyer but not for me! 😁 So I picture Caius and Athenodora being different sides of the same coin. Athenodora really mellows Caius, she is no where near is violent and sadistic as he is but due to her unwavering loyalty and dependency, she doesn't feel inclination to go against him...also because of Chelsea and Corin but I've said that so many times in this post I think we get the point. I think she's actually more gentle and soft spoken but that being said. She is very reserved and if she were to be angered she'd very much change. She could cut you down with words alone. Caius loves it. However beyond this is someone who is very maternal. Caius would appreciate it more if the two had children but instead it has created empathy. Caius doesn't want that when he can rip their head off. She struggles a little more with the 'no second chances' and that's another reason why Caius keeps her locked away and away from it. These two love each other more than words can describe. After being through so much with someone, the love can only grow. The two would happily risk their life for the other. Caius is saddened that he could never give her the family she wanted. He knows that to this day, Athenodora tries to reign in that side of her. He's a very supportive husband who's very different around his wife. He's much more tolerant, and angry. Simply more at ease. If anything happened to Athenodora, to put it simply...there would be hell to pay.

Didyme: Married to Marcus and Aro’s biological sister. Cute, me likely, keepy going. Her gift was happiness induction. VERY ADORABLE- Dont be as menacing as your brother...please. She was born several years after Aro and was changed by Aro ten and a half years after he was turned. (Dont tease me with all this lore Smeyer, I know what you’re gonna do) Aro was deeply disappointed her gift was just to make people happy- its okay Didyme, we love you. Aro is just...Aro. Her gift made many fall in love with her and its so freaking cute i CANT- but she only felt the same feelings for Marcus. MY HEART IS SO WARMMMM. Unfortunately they were so happy together that they lost interest in anything Volturi and were ready to leave. (Uh oh.) Aro, being the sneaky fellow he is, was like “I’m really happy for y’all of course you can leave. I love you my babies. My best friend and my sisterrrrrrr, I am the captain of this SHIP.” but was actually like “wait, no, no, no, not my Marcus. D-D-Did-Didyme I NEED him.” Think Sid the Sloth from ice age in the first movie when Sid really wants the baby. So this man is like...gonna have to do it to em and murder. He killed Didyme secretly (dunno how he pulled the secret part off- like i know how he did it but how did no one hear or see anything or even suspect anything IT WAS LITERAL FRIENDLY FIRE but we love the drama so continue.) Ironically enough she was very close with Aro and the two actually did love each other, Aro is just...murderous apparently, to the extent that even his sister isnt safe. And that’s it. That’s Didyme. Which im like...alright Smeyer i see you. I like this and expanded on this with my Didyme. i get the vibes that Didyme is the most innocent and kind of all the Volturi. Losing her meant losing the consciousness within the Volturi making them all the more ruthless because there was no one to say. “Guys, maybe lets rethink this? and quickly because i cant get Caius to put down the torch thats currently on fire.” Losing Didyme made Marcus mostly become passive and would rarely stop anything that happened. I often wonder if that provoked a lot of guilt for Marcus later on. (However thats a spoiler for something im currently writing...;) ) I also think of her as a major daydreamer and the most soft, gentle person anyone will ever meet. Like its difficult not to like her despite being in the Volturi, even the Romanians would have struggled if they met her. So in the long run...i hate nothing about Didyme, only find more and more love lmao.

Corin: So im going to be honest and tell you i have no idea what Corin would look like. I’ve got nothing and when i was younger i wasnt even sure if Corin was male or female. Like a lot of these names, i had never heard of the name ‘Corin’. I dont write for her as of yet because im still trying to figure her out. I think she’s quite quiet, she lets her gift do most of the work for her in keeping the wives, Chelsea and Caius when he doesnt get to go on a rampage, content. She was brought in also after Didyme died but Marcus refused her gift.That’s all i’ve got for her. Her gift is amazing, pretty underrated in my personal opinion since like Chelsea, she really helps keep the Volturi unified but other than that, I dont have much to say about her. :(

Afton: Another character i basically filled the blanks in for myself. So what we’re told is that he’s Chelsea’s mate and has the ability to disappear . Whilst thats a pretty cool trick...the volturi dont necessarily need it but they have to keep Chelsea happy and she demands that Afton stays so welcome to the family Afton! I also recently learned that if you hide behind Afton and he goes invisible infront of an opponent, you too will also be invisible. I figure that is until the opponent moves and basically changes their perspective but i could be wrong with that last part. That’s all we get so time for my unnecessary input! SO AFTON IS A TOTAL SWEETHEART. He’s very shy but polite. This is a complete opposite to his mate Chelsea. It’s actually what she liked about him. At first is was just be flirtatious to the shy vampire but when she actually got to know him... she fell hard. It was also Chelsea who had made the first move since Afton was so shy. Of course she’d never say so and Afton would never want to embarrass her so that was never really disclosed to anyone who wasn’t around at that time. She brings Afton out of his shell a lot and it wasn’t long before the two were mates. Chelsea is the light of his life. Hands down. He puts up with a lot for her and is happy to do so. She could ask anything of him and he’d do it and she doesn’t even need to use her gift. He buys are anything she wants almost instantly. He cant help but adore her passionate personality, like how hooked she can get on era’s such as the 1920′s, her love for jazz music and her ability to gush on and on about anything. The two had what the other lacked and that made them an excellent team. I love their relationship. I cant help it. However, as i said before Afton is very shy and tends to keep to himself. Sadly that, paired with Chelsea’s demand to keep him in the Volturi has left Afton a little bit outcasted. All the other permanent guards were wanted and considered important whilst Afton...not so much. Although that isn’t to say the other guards are mean to him or anything. They aren’t! (Except the twins who are...the twins.) Felix and Demetri tried to include him a lot but it was very difficult to break him out of his shell. That doesn’t mean to say they wont invite Afton when he’s around. Chelsea always appreciates their efforts. Afton is notably good friends with Santiago, who often preferred solitude as well.

(Guard to the left is who I imagine Afton is)

Chelsea: So supposedly Chelsea’s original name is Charmion? When i was younger i didnt really care much about her. I only really knew her gift and that she was the reason Afton was kept in the Volturi, since they were mates. From what im aware Chelsea basically wasnt in the movies/not identified. There wasnt much said about her in the books either. So since then i’ve kind of developed my own persona of Chelsea that could be completely inaccurate to canon but canon was my foundations with characters like these. She was always a red head in my eyes with ringlets, a copper kind of red head. I also pictured her to be small. However the newest addition to her character would have to be the mid-Atlantic accent. I blame Poppy Hill for this one. That character screamed Chelsea to me. She was very close to how i imagine Chelsea to be. So now Chelsea has an accent that i have no clue how she managed to maintain being in Italy so long and being born in Greece. LMAO. We’ll say she was very attached to that time. However, I think the time she joined the Volturi was actually very good for the story. She first came around just after Marcus had lost Didyme and Aro had her use her ability to keep Marcus in the coven. it’s really cool how she could really make or break the coven. Although, Aro was smart enough to not fully rely on her, using Corin’s ability on Chelsea to make sure she’d be happy and stay within the Volturi. Thats where the information on Chelsea really ends Over the years Chelsea has appeared in my writing and so beyond this point, Chelsea’s character is only my depiction. I figure Chelsea is a talker, like she can talk her way in and out of situations with ease. She enjoys being manipulated and even more so, being needed.Much like her gift, she gets under people’s skin- not in terms that she’s annoying but more so she can figure out people very well. Her mate is the complete opposite and so she often speaks on the behalf of them. Chelsea is very social and charismatic. She along with Heidi are the only two Volturi members who will be out and interacting with humans if necessary. Heidi for her ability but Chelsea purely for her social skills. She’s also the most interested in human culture. She loves the parties- the 1920′s being her favourite era in terms of fashion. She has no issue changing her name and has done so multiple times when the names run out of fashion.It’s like playing dress up! I’d actually love to write more about her. I’ve really grown to love her character, even if i filled in some blanks for myself. I think she and Afton’s relationship is one of the best, up there with Carlisle and Esme- despite the two being very different. It’s a part of their dynamic!

(I always imagined Chelsea to be a red head but Poppy Hill from THOHH is a very close depiction to Chelsea in my eyes)

Renata: A stressed little bean that lives on stress. I remember thinking when i was younger she was the big threat since she was Aro’s shield but now that im older i see...a stressed little five foot bean. I have no idea what she looks like but always imagine her dark hair tied in a tight bun, looking almost painful. Another who wears heels, like Heidi but she is very rigid just as she has been described. Her uncle is a bit of an ass considering he begged her to go with the Volturi so there wouldn’t be a threat. Dude, can you not just...hand over your niece? At least hesitate! Just like that, thanks to Chelsea, she’d give her life to protect Aro and...I have nothing else. Yes it does drive me mad that there are two named guards i know next to nothing about.

Santiago:So what’s known about Santiago is that he doesn’t actually have an ability. He’s just very good at battle techniques and fighting which is why he’s kept around. If they need fighters, they’re top three are Felix, Demetri and Santiago...in that order. Santiago is also much faster than a regular vampire (as shown in breaking dawn part 2- he caught up to Jacob and Renesmee quite fast despite the two having a running start and wolves supposedly being very fast- much like a vampire) That’s all we know of him so then i got in there and this is how I write Santiago. I gave him the background of coming from a superstitious family. Like he would be told tales of demons and witches growing up as well as things like voodoo. He knew an awful lot of urban legends and whilst he stopped believing in the bad luck his family taught him, he still held interest and couldn’t help the instinct of unease when witnessing such things as rituals. It’s ironic really. However Santiago always deems that humans have it all wrong. These forces are beyond human understanding and shouldn’t be played with. In that way, perhaps Santiago still has some belief in things such as superstition. He’s very secretive about it and would never clarify it for you. Santiago keeps to himself and can be quite standoffish. He can also be blunt even if it’s insulting- he doesn’t tend to care. Although he and Afton became quite good friends since the Afton was an outcast and Santiago didn’t enjoy large groups, or most people in general.

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twokinkybeans · 4 years ago

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Oh! Oh! Oh! 1, 10, 13, 32 and 34 for the fic asks thingy? Sorry it's a lot, I'm just curious...

Oooh no, we’re so excited to answer these!! <3 Thank you so much for asking!

1. From one to five stars, how would you rate your writing? (No downplaying yourself!) Kim: I used to be very conscious about my writing, but while I know it’s not perfect, or as good as I’d love it to be; I’d definitely give my writing 4/5 stars now! Lien: Honestly??? Same. I definitely have periods where I do worse than I think I can, but honestly, the best way to judge your own writing is to leave it for a while and when you reread it and think “DAYUM WHO WROTE THIS” then I think you can say you’re a solid writer. So yeah 4/5 for me too.

10. What’s your favorite genre to write for? Kim: I gotta admit that I’m never sure if with genre they mean ‘tropes’ or ‘source material genre’ whoops! As for tropes, I love basically everything. Smut is definitely my number one in a more general sense, but yeah! I’ve also really loved any type of problematic type of character and/or ship. It’s just so much more fun to explore their reasoning/the things they’d do etc! In a ‘source material’ sense, definitely anything fantasy, sci-fi, young adult ^^ As long as there’s some form of drama I’m good. Lien: Mmm genres are difficult since, especially with fanfic, you kinda go by everything? I’ve written a few screenplays when I was still in film; a mystery detective- which is hard lol- and a drama piece about a trans girl wanting to become a prima ballerina. But yeah, personally I do actually prefer non-realistic fiction. Fantasy, etc.

13. First fandom you ever wrote for? Kim: Officially speaking: Justin Bieber (and a Dutch singer called Ralf Mackenbach). I must’ve been around 13 by that time? But I wrote fanfiction about a school play my teachers did when I was 9. Didn’t know it was fanfiction, I was just too intrigued by the story to simply let it be! Lien: Either… Twilight or Lord of the Rings, I’m unsure rn. Either way, that was when I was like, twelve. Nice and cringe <3

32. Summarize a random fic of yours in 10 words or less. Kim: Let’s do one that just makes it sound like a very very bad porn summary (which okay let’s be honest, it’s exactly that): “Rich man asks young boy to measure his cock” Lien: Oo yay! In film making it’s called a logline. If you cant explain a plot within one line it’s usually not… Great. Lol. Aight, here I go, with the counterpart of Kim’s fic: “Billionaire frequents club to buy time with a college student.”

34. Copy and paste an excerpt you’re particularly fond of. Kim: (Side note: THEY’RE DANCING, IT’S NOT SMUT (yet) XD) A rush of endorphins explodes in his mind, and with a surprised laugh, Peter drops his head backwards. He surrenders to the moment. Following the music. Following Tony’s hands that somehow have found their way around Peter’s waist- squeezing his lower back lightly. Peter’s eyes open themselves. Tony stares at him with such pride that Peter accidentally squeezes the boy’s hands a little too tight. “Look at you! You’re rockin’, Peter!” Peter’s heart skips a beat, and he moans quietly as desire builds deep inside of him. It almost hurts. How close he is. How he will forever cherish this memory. Tony’s movements become more elaborate too. His hands wander lower, bordering inappropriate really. Peter can’t help but lean into the touch. Tony’s chest is now mere inches away from him. His hips rolling to the beat ever so sensually while his rough, low voice sings along to the lyrics freely.

Lien: He carefully places the crystal glass at the little tabletop behind it and kneels next to the chaise longue, sending Peter a goofy smile. “You’re so beautiful, my liege,” he takes hold of Peter’s hand, kissing the top of his knuckles gently. He scrapes his throat before he speaks again. “Your skin is sweeter than any wine I've let my tongue taste." Another kiss. "Your eyes are deeper than the darkest caves. Your voice, like a siren's song, urging me to touch your frail body with these rough hands." “Tony, sweetness…” Peter’s fingers trail over Tony’s chest, lingering just above the arc reactor. Tony takes a deep breath before he continues. "Such a benevolent God granting me this breathtaking sight to behold. Granting me permission to love you." “Always,” Peter whispers out of breath, his eyes shimmering. “I’ll always let you love me, Tony.” "You are the sun in my life, waking me up every morning with your warm glow." Tony continues kissing up Peter’s arm. Gently licking the skin, tasting the sweet mango from the bath they just took. "You are the air I breathe, the ground my feet stand upon." The man reaches Peter’s collar bone, leaving a feathery kiss on top of it. "Your touch makes my skin burn with desire." He smothers Peter’s neck. "Your sweet words tickle my ears." Peter’s fighting the tears in his eyes. Tony is so sweet. Too sweet. This doesn’t sound forced or rehearsed. It’s not fake, for the sake of whatever they’re doing right now. What Tony says is real and true and Peter can feel it squeeze his heart. Peter’s hands move to hold Tony’s head, lifting him and forcing the man to look him in the eye. "I love you, Peter, I love you, I love you. Let it be known."

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unseelie-bitch · 4 years ago

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Season 3 Episode 18: Day at the Museum

From the title I'm guessing school trip?

[Oh the sound quality on this one is ATROCIOUS]

Flora is the Concerned Friend and Bloom does NOT want to sleep

Oh, yay. We get to see what Sky's doing.

Cloud Tower raid lmao. They're FINALLY rescuing the witches

See it would have made so much more sense to send the enchantix fairies instead because like... the enchantix fairy dust can fix the monsters but alright

OH NO THE WITCHES ARE APOLOGISING FOR GETTING CONTROLLED IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT BBYS

Those weird massive fish are HORRIFYING

Sorry, Baltor's on the loose and the FIRST enchantix lesson involves potentially perminantly erasing the magic of your most powerful students?? WHAT THE FUCK GRISELDA

Oh and they have to do it one by one. Of course

Techna just no problem YOINKED it into her phone lmao

Oh Bloom is NOT doing well

Sorry, Griselda is like panicked and reaching out to help but Faragonda is like "not yet give her a second" BITCH! HER POWERS COULD GET ERASED WHY ARE YOU IN CHARGE OF THIS SCHOOL

Oh shit she YEETED that thing

Her enchantix is so unstable lmao

Meanwhile Darcy's just vibing in a forest

Stormy almost got her face grabbed by a book, yikes

Oh shit it's Baltor and the Trix going to the museum???

Aww Stella bought them all rainy day outfits!!

Love Flora's new hat she's so cute

God Bloom looks like someone out of Strawberry Shortcake

Oop it's probably fiancé man again - this time sans the hood

Sorry Darcy did you actually just call them "twinks" (I know they probs wrote twinx but STILL)

"Icy, today's words are finesse and deception. Not hitting and fighting, got it?" okay SAVAGE BALTOR DAYUM

Oh shit Musa's dumping Riven??

Lmao Techna and Stella calling this man out

Layla has a point that was SO creepy

Baltor why the fuck did you ANNOUNCE your plan that's not got much "finesse" OR "deception" please tell me you were lying about what you want

Oh my god I hate this man

Lmao Baltor's a distraction isn't he

Yep he doesn't want the eye I respect this man

Oh shit Icy's actually learning she wants to take the box and leave instead of fighting the winx. Only took 2 and a half seasons lmao

Aww the witches got so excited that he rocked up

C o n v e r g e n c e

Oh shit she YEETING Baltor

Trix Vs Winx and Bloom Vs Baltor. Good times

AYO PYROS ESSENCE PROTECTED HER

Why were you picking Layla specifically that feels like a weird choice Baltor

Yes of course, one life is surely more important than EVERYONE IN EVERY REALM

Ugh sometimes I really hate gryffindor protagonists

Oh and then he left. I cannot believe Riven is my favourite man* on this show and it isn't even a contest

*Helia doesn't count because, although I love him, he's barely in it

#winx rewatch #winx club

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yarart4ever · 4 years ago

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YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! HAMILTON ARRIVED ON DISNEY+ A FEW DAYS AGO WHAAAAAAAAAT!!!?????

as you couldn't tell, I am IN LOVE with Hamilton! the musical got me into discovering the musical fandom! sure I was in love with Hairspray and musicals in general but Hamilton was my first actual music obsession!

this is the LIVE SHOW! just recorded professionally! and Imma do my usual review on it! :3

-lol king george's intro at the beginning! XD

-WHO ELSE BOPPED AND GOT EXCITED DURING THE FIRST SONG IN ACT I: ALEXANDER HAMILTON!?

-I like how the crowd is so respectful to the performers and only laughs and claps when necessary!

-the dance choreography! *chefs kiss* perfecto!

-YO! the actors for John Laurens/Philip, Lafayette/Thomas Jefferson and Hercules Mulligan/ Maddison ARE. FINE! they. are. DADDIES! PERIODT!

-okay but like... the actresses for Angelica and Peggy are also pretty fine! like.. UwU WIFEYS!

-Angelica~, (work, work) Eliza~ and PEGGY! the schuyler sisters~! sorry I had to! TvT

-ANGELICA. IS. A QUEEN! PERIODTTTT!!

-lol everything that comes out of King george's mouth is gold! XD

-RIGHT HAND MAN IS A BOP OH MY GOD! (O///o///O)

-aw, Helpless is so wholesome I love it! <3

-okAY BUT SATISFIED IS MY FAVORITE SONG AND IT'S WHAT GOT ME INTO THE HAMILTON FANDOM! I KNOW THE SONG WORD FOR WORD ISTG-

-lmao who else died at raise a glass reprise cuz... XD it got me!

-WAIT FOR IT IS MY SECOND FAVORITE SONG!! (>///o///<) but like show me mother theodosia pls! T^T

-"I'm a general! WEEEE" Charles Lee~ best quote by far!

- the way! John Laurens! looks at Alexander! jesus why does he have to be so attractive!?

-damn Alexander got daddy issues! O_O

-that would be enough almost made me cry what??

-EVERYONE GIVE IT UP FOR AMERICA'S VERY HOT FIGHTING FRENCHMAN!... wait that's not the lyrics..

-damn! dying is easy, but living is harder... that hit different! :'(

-THE WORLD TURNED UPSIDE DOWN!! HOLY THAT SONG SLAPSSSS!!

-oml Hercules Mulligan's solo (O///_///O) and he sticks his tongue out too! he's a aggressive top hottie and I am living for it!!!

- what comes next was totally foreshadowing for when Trump becomes president. like, "when your people say they hate you, don't come crawling back to me"! like yo! foreshadowing or what??

-aw dear theodosia! my third favorite song! you know, ever since I heard this I wanted to name my child theodosia so that I could sing her this song as a lullaby.

-NO!!! JOHN LAURENS MY HUSBAND!!! T^T </3 I knew he was gonna die anyway cause I've listened to the sundtrack many times but still! and Alexander was so happy singing about his son and then he hears about John's death I'm- :'( I almost cried again during that song... you can probably tell that I love John Laurens..

-NON STOP THO!! LIKE WHAT!?! THIS SONG WAS AWESOME IN THE SOUNDTRACK AND IT'S MORE AWESOME NOW THAT I'M SEEING IT AND SINGING ALONG!! (>///O///<)

~~intermission~~

-okay okay, act II! I'm ready!! give. me. that. tea!

-THOMAS JEFFERSON! HOLY SH!T HE'S HOT!!! AAAAHHHHH!!!

-OH! AND HE DOES THE KISS!! excuse me while I faint of fangirling...

-aw, poor Maddison is sick. lol corona?? I'm telling y'all they knew what was gonna happen in 2020! like even John wanted to help end black slavery and then there was that george floyd situation now and just... foreshadowing all over! :T

-HOLY CRAP YO THERE'S AN ACTUAL RAP BATTLE!! XD WHAAAATT??? like Jefferson and Hamilton got them mics, they be all up in each other's face roasting each other like bro!

-"turn around, bend over I'll show you where my shoe fits!" OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHH! GET ROASTED JEFFERSON BAM WHAT??

- lmao why the fnck do they have an grown a$$ man playing a 9 year old?? XD

-okay, I love the sister dynamic for Angelica and Eliza! they're so cute! and I like how no one questions that even though their races are different they're still related. and it bothers me that people nitpick about that. like leave them alone, they are sisters! periodt!

-oh no it's say no to this... I hate this song... I can't believe Hamilton had an affair with someone he doesn't even know! who cares if she's hot?? you're MARRIED!

-and wait... ain't that the actress who played Peggy in the last act?? sheesh no wonder she's so attractive!

-look at this dude saying "lord show me how to say no to this, I don't know how to say no to this"! LIKE BOI! just say no! tf?? it doesn't matter if she's a fncking model! if I was married to a kind hearted, gentle and just generally an amazing person Like Eliza, and a woman pulled me in their bed and said "stay~" I would've been like "HAHA nope! peace out my guy, I'm already taken thank you very much and they do it to me better than you ever did! periodt!" and I would leave. it's that easy!

-"and her bodies screaming hell yes" BOI IF YOU DON'T KEEP YOUR D!CK IN YOUR PANTS AND GO HOME ALEXANDER I SWEAR TO FnCKING ALLAH......

-and he fncked up... that's it... I'm done!! Deuses! *gives peace sign and leaves*

-no one else was in the room? okay we getting hype now! XP

-damn Aaron Burr is a great dancer! XD

-oh sh!t oh sh!t there's another rap battle! same people too... everyone take cover! seriously this is not a drill!

-damn! okay did not hear this yet?? uhm so.... Hamilton snapped. and not the good type of snapped too... the moment he was given a opportunity to speak he literally shouted "YOU MUST BE OUTTA YOUR GODDAMN MIND!" and when I tell you I shook....

-"daddy's callin'.." oKAY FIRST OF ALL HOW WRONG DOES THAT SOUND TO YOU??

-lol when Burr came on stage and started singing, Jefferson was so confused he was like "bruh the hell did you come from??" and I died! XD

-oh sh!t Burr and Jefferson are joining forces- LOOK OUT EVERYONE AS THEY BRING THE THUNDER!

-YO THE RAPPING IN THIS SONG IS LIKE WOWZAH! LIKE BARS BRO! :D LIKE FnCKING M&M IS QUAKING!

-"sir, I don't know what you heard but WHATEVER IT IS.... Jefferson started it.." LMFAO ALEX I SWEAR TO GOD XD

-one last time oh no I'm scared this song is gonna make me cry isn't it??

-YEP I WAS RIGHT! I'M CRYING NOW! GREAT!

-George Washington's voice is so powerful oh my lord... and oop! he's crying too! also great! :'D

-my hEART T^T-

-King George Istg STOP! XD

-also yay, I like how they used a woman for the guard/right hand man to the king! as a feminist... I approve UwU

-who else flinched when the king started laughing........ because I did....

-"sit down John you FAT MOTHER FnCKER!" oop... was not expecting that!

-NO ALEX DON'T TELL THEM THEY'RE JOINING FORCES YOU'RE DEAD IF YOU TELL THEM THAT- aaaaaaaand you told them... smart.. real smart -_-

-okay but Thomas' reaction was even more funny on screen then in the sound track X'D

-welp... now Burr's gonna tell everybody.. oh wait no.. ALONG with Jefferson and Maddison... good job, Alexander..

-holy sh!t the reynolds pamphlet! he actually wrote it down?? I mean I knew this happened but STILL! WHAT THE FnCK, HAMILTON?!?

-Jefferson is getting to hype for this I swear XD

-OH CRAP ANGELICA IS HERE!

-"all the way from London? DAYUM!" that's me!

-damn, work it, King George! XP

-YEAH DAMN RIGHT HIS POOR WIFE ELIZA DIDN'T DESERVE THIS! >:(

-aw man, Burn hit's different! especially when you catch your ex cheating on you. if that ever happens, LISTEN TO THIS SONG! trust me!

-I feel so bad for her.. :(

-Philip saying "the scholars say I got the same virtuosity and brains as my pops, the ladies say that's not where the resemblance stops~" MADE ME DIE! LIKE ON THE SPOT! NO JOKE!

-the ladies are getting hype for Philip and honestly I CAN SEE WHY! HE'S A DADDY! DUNNO! UwU

-OOF! BEEF!

-he got shot AGAIN!?!

-he dies AGAIN!?!

-WHY DOES THIS HANDSOME BOI KEEP DYING?? LET HIM LIVE BRO!! T^T

-poor Eliza...

-oh god please no not it's quiet uptown! Imma cry again!

-oop... and now I'm crying again... ain't that fun! :'D

-the way they held hands at the end! T^T be still my heart!

-DAYUM! Hamilton chose JEFFERSON over Burr! oof, that's gotta sting!

-"you know what we can change that, you know why?" me: why? "because I'm the president.." me: *blushes and sweats*.... uh.. ahem... welp, that's enough convincing for me you got it sir! I am so sorry... TvT

-oh no they about to duel! oh sh!t oh sh!t! I'm scared!

-lol A. Ham! XD I'm sorry I just find that so funny! HAM! AHA do I look like a Christmas meal to you?? lmao

-he's... HE'S AIMING HIS PISTOL AT THE SKY! BURR HOLD UP DON'T SHOOT DON'T-

-... he shot Hamilton...

-seriously Burr??

-Eliza has been through many heartbreaks right now..

-oh this is my 5th favorite song. who lives who dies, who tells your story... I'm gonna cry again, aren't I?

-yep! definitely just cried! that song always hits home for me..

I love this musical so much! no words can describe how much it means to me. so I suggest you listen to the soundtrack yourself, if you haven't and tell me how you feel about it. c:

#I feel a rollercoaster of emotions #i criiii #who lives who dies who tells your story #hamilton #hamilton the musical #they added hamilton to disney+#we rise and we fall and we break and we make our mistakes #alexander hamilton #the schuyler sisters #i'm in love with musicals #musical #musical fangirl #extreme fangirling #who else thinks that Thomas Jefferson is hot??#who else thinks John Laurens is hot??#who else thinks Hercules Mulligan is hot??#the revoltuion #dear theodosia #musical fandom

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yourplayersaidwhat · 6 years ago

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God Damn It

Context: My character Theresa is a noble woman who became a cleric in the Church of Bahamut 10+ some odd years ago to get away from her father’s machinations to marry her off for wealth and power. More recently, she’s been having dreams of a female legion-type voice trying to seduce her into some kind of contract and a whispery male voice warning her against it. She’d just learned that she is what is called a “nephilim”; on each side of her family a god inserted themselves into the family tree, the bloodlines of two gods have crossed in her. The voices she’s hearing are those gods. She has no idea which gods they are. After a long day of fighting mimics and oblexes (obleces?), she’s settled in nice and comfy and heavily buzzed for sleep. The DM is looking to wrap up the session.

DM: (turns to me) Theresa, you dream.

Me: (ooc) Oh shit! I forgot all about that!

Player: (ooc) Damn, that oblex really scrambled your brain. (In reference to oblex’s ability I got hit with earlier)

Me: (ooc) Apparently

DM: (laughing) All right, all right. Theresa, in your dream you see a woman, not an oh-my-god drop dead gorgeous woman, but still really attractive. She speaks to you. “Ah, there you are, Theresa. I’ve been looking everywhere for you.” The voice is the same female legiony-type voice you’ve been hearing offering you power and wealth beyond imagining.

Me: (I’m on high guard now) Mhm, yep.

DM: (as woman) “You’ve been awful hard to find, how have you been?”

Me: (IC) I’ve been well.

There’s a bit of chit-chat while Legion Goddess tries to wheedle me into accepting her offer and I’m being as noncommittal and evasive as I can be. More offers of wealth and power for myself and my family, while I keep my answers short, curt, and vague, without blatantly refusing, along the lines of “I’m considering it”. The diplomatic noble way of saying “No”. I’m alone in dream space with what could very well be an evil god, and only just hit 7th level, the character is cautious and not stupid. I don’t know how I’m going to get out of this dream.

DM: All of a sudden, a huge arm swoops down around you, yanking you back, while another hand shows up, flips the bird at the woman and you hear a voice saying “Fuck you, bitch!” As you’re being pulled back, you see the woman’s face contort and flashes of white, black, red, and blue cover her.

Me: (ooc, with a good idea of who this is now) Is there green, too?

DM: Yes.

I full on squeal, jump in my seat, biting my fist. I scream “I knew it! I KNEW IT” Honestly, I’d only just started getting an idea 5 minutes prior. But it was enough to get the other players’ attentions, they’d been chatting away at the other end of the table while the DM did the dream sequence. When the players start asking what happened, DM confirms that I had been face-to-dream-face with Tiamat, “Bahamut’s ex-wife”, as he puts it.

In an utterly blank white space, the god sits on an invisible chair. Going up his arm and across his chest is a massive scar, part of which still looks like a festering wound. He pulls a mug of beer out and starts drinking it while talking to me.

Me: “Do you have wine?”

DM: “I don’t, but you do” You look and you have a glass in your hand.

Me: I knock it back hard.

DM: You knock it back and it keeps refilling. Do you keep chugging?

Me: In that case, I keep drinking, holding a finger up at him to wait a sec, and drink for a solid (pause to search for a number) 3 minutes.

DM: Dayum, Theresa. The god is laughing his ass off at you.

Me: Hey, it’s a dream.

DM: You still feel a little buzzed.

This god gives me a run down of what’s happening. He’s a “dead” god, or believed to be dead rather, he won’t give his name because he’s not strong enough yet. There’s a ton of dominoes lining up for a huge cataclysmic event on par with the Great War that killed a lot of gods and made the entire central area of the continent an unlivable wasteland.

DM: “Tiamat’s on the move, making power plays. The chromatic dragons are coalescing and searching for things, possibly artifacts of power. Bahamut, Kord, Petra, and Mellora are nowhere to be found. Bahamut’s definitely still around doing things, you still have your powers, but they’ve all gone quiet, into hiding. And your friends allowed Azul the Dracolich to rise again.”

Me: “So I’ve heard.”

DM: “And I thought we wiped out the illithid during the Great War, but here they are. And there’s more of what you ran into earlier.” (referencing the oblex)

Me: “If what Cleric Kelsey has said about what’s happening is true, then very well about half the town has been taken by the things.”

DM: (sighing heavily) “Yeah."

Me: "But, to go back to an earlier statement, you said Tiamat’s making power plays?”

DM: “Oh yes, she doing a lot of work behind the scenes.” You see him start to sweat, like he’s straining to be there, he looks like he’s getting very tired. “I’m sorry, but my strength is wearing down. I can’t stay much longer.”

Me: “Before you go, am I one of those power plays? What do you know about what’s she’s trying to do?”

DM: “Yes. Everything’s on a razor’s edge now. Which side you’ll be on is crucial. You’re the lynch pin in all this. I don’t know much about what’s she trying to do, but I do know she, and other gods, will be making all sorts of power plays to get you on their side.” And just like that he winks out and you find yourself awake.

Me: (ooc groaning, talking through gritted teeth) I lie awake in bed, glaring at the ceiling and say “Whatever god you are, dammit, I became a cleric to get out of political power plays like this."

DM: You feel a little nudge and a sense of "Sorry”

After session

Me: I do like the irony. She became a cleric so her father couldn’t marry her off for his own political power plays, and now she’s involved in this much bigger power play between gods. Who are still her family I guess

DM: (Laughing) Good, because that’s how I wrote it. I hoped you’d like it

And I do

#shit my players say #dnd #rpg #submission #long post #shareable #it's crazy up on mount olympus #diplomancy

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lovemissmini · 6 years ago

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His bumble bee || Take care of you

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Warnings: suggested smut?, fluff overload (It’s so fluffy I could die~)

Length: 5K+

Genre: Fluff

Summary: When Tae’s girlfriend finally returns home from overworking herself to to the bone for two weeks, all he can do is give you a much needed pampering session, with his talented hands.

A/N: Dayum, I need to get myself a boyfriend like this!! I got a little light bulb moment as I wrote this. Maybe I'll include a little backstory for our little TaeTae and his talented fingers😂 Look forward the the explanations to the cute nicknames and items!!

Exhausted. The word could barely explain the heavy weight of your eyelids as they threatened to fall like steel gates. You were starting to lose this never-ending battle to keep your eyes open, they drooped lower and lower as the seconds ticked by, now concealing over third of your vision. Sleep, you sigh to yourself. You really should go reacquaint yourself with the comforting embrace of your bed. Real rest had become come a foreign concept to you over the past two weeks; having to relying on a few hours on your new office couch, a ten-minute nap bent over your desk amongst the haphazardly scattered files, you burned through at least five extra-large instant coffee refill packs.

Yes. More caffeine. That’s exactly what you need.

With a hand covering your mouth, you stifle a yawn as the other stretches to grab the coffee stained mug across your desk. A distasteful scowl pulls at your lips whilst you eye the white porcelain gift and its now coffee-stained rim from its frequent use. There was an endearing design printed on its smooth surface- Bright purple letters adorn the item in the familiar handwriting of your boyfriend, ‘CONGRATULATIONS BEE’ next to a dainty bee fluttering above a strawberry. Your boyfriend’s thoughtful gift should have brought a smile to your lips, but the words seemed to taunt and remind you of your current exhausted state. He was the cause for the fatigue that sourced the ache in your bones, the dark purple eyebags you sported and the stress pulling at your scalp.

Not giving the precious gift another glance, you move to throw back the remaining mouthful of the bitter concoction of sugar and caffeine it held. As the last few drops of the putrid black liquid falls into your lips, coating the entirety of your tongue in its pungent taste, a loud buzz pierces through the deadly silence of your office.

Your phone, hidden beneath the chaos of files, vibrates violently whilst it screams a boisterous plea to escape its paper prison. In your intoxicated state, the blaring nearly has your heart stop from shock, doubling over as a non-existent fist punches the very air out of lungs. Unwarranted tears being to prickle the red rims of your eyes as the shock slowly dripped down the crown of your head to the tips of your fingers, their icy tingling needles pricking your sensitive nerves.

So dramatic.

It was surprising how a dash of severe sleep deprivation, along with a shitload of coffee and a constant sugar high could reduce a strong and intelligent woman like you to a quivering mess of hysterics.

Finally recovering your wits, you dig through the pile of financial report littering the desk in desperate search of your phone. As quickly as the shock wiped through you, it left just as quickly, leaving a flaming hot trail in its wake as frustration and anger bubble in the pit of your stomach, wildfire burning through your veins, replacing the shock induced ice in your blood to molten magna.

The sleek black device surfaces as you near push all the open plastic files off the desk in a fit of rage, a twitching finger swipes across the screen in attempt to slice the offending device with your phalanges as a make-believe blade.

Without a second thought, you pull the device to your face, ready to give the insolent fool who dared to interrupt your work a piece of your mind.

“WHO THE FU-“

“Miss ____.” The unimpressed voice interrupts you mid-scream, dismissing your impudence with a simple call of your name. “It’s already 8:45pm.” The snarl you wore quick to disappear as realisation forces a heavy sigh to leave you.

“Shit. Sorry for making you wait so long, Jin.” Your voice dripping with regret and sincerity. You told your driver to pick you up from the office at 7:30 so you could try to finish checking the annual financial assessment reports. You knew that you driver Kim Seokjin was patient man, trusting to not disturb your work but he should have reminded you, especially given the importance of the arrangement you had. “Why didn’t you call me earlier?”

“Mr Kim called and told me you would too invested in work to remember the time, but I should leave you to finish or it would torment you even after you got home.”

“I’ll come down now. Get the car ready.” Ending the call as you move to the door, leaving all the paper work behind and grabbing the gift-wrapped box next to the leg of your desk. Locking the glass door to the hectic wreck of an office, you double check that you had everything and that the door was actually locked this time.

The journey home was uneventful and quiet, apart from the occasional humming of Jin as when the radio plays a Twice song. Jin opens the back door when you arrive, helping you out of the car whilst you thank him and apologise again for making him work well past he needed. He gives you a soft smile, teasing for you to leave so he can finally go get some dinner.

You press for the penthouse when you enter the lift, quickly swiping your owner’s card to the detector beneath the rows of buttons. Lively music resonates in the small confined space, but you shuffle uneasily despite its attempt of easing your nerves. Slapping yourself mentally for being so late to such an important dinner. It was your forth anniversary for God’s sake!

The loud ping of the elevator lets you know of your arrival, pulling you out of your internal self-beating. The golden doors open slowly to reveal the rich oak floors of the genkan. Once you remove your shoes, you step on to the lush cream carpeted floors of the living room. The decorations of your penthouse never failed to take your breath away, but a deep sonorous voice pulls you from staring out the floor to ceiling windows lining the two-storey high open area.

“Welcome home, Bee.” Taehyung greets you as he emerges from the couch. Dressed in a blue silk sleepshirt and matching trousers, he pads barefoot over to you with open arms, pulling you into a tight embrace. With his face snuggling into the crook of you neck, leaving a quick peck behind your ear before breaking away.

Lifting to your toes, your palms cradle his warm cheeks and pull him down for a kiss. The moment the soft petals of his lips touches your slightly cracked ones, you melt into feeling, the throbbing in your temple and soreness in your muscles temporarily disappeared.

Taehyung’s arms caress you sides as if to commit every curve to memory, before a hand moves up to rake through your hair, pulling you closer to where you lips joined. The sweet innocent kiss soon deepens as his tongue licking your bottom lip, begging for access which you grant instantly. His talented muscle battles your own and explores cavern of your mouth, groaning in satisfaction. “Bitter,” Taehyung states as he breaks away, your fingers snake around his neck, pulling at the small hairs on the back. The termination of the heated kiss has you whimpering breathlessly, bring a grin to his handsome face.

“Bee, you’re tired and hungry. I bet you haven’t eaten since I brought you that padthai for lunch.” He places a lingering kiss on your forehead and proceeds to take off your coat, reminding that you were still standing by the entrance.

“I’m not hungry, Tae.” You argue. You really didn’t feel any hunger, just wanted to lie down and make out with him to be honest. The kiss had your fatigue forgotten and lust replaced the empty space it left behind.

“Shhh. You still need to eat babe.” He whispers in your ear when he comes back from hanging your coat by the genkan, brushing back a stray hair behind your ear as he pulls you into a short back hug, “I missed you.” It never ceased to amaze you at how touchy you boyfriend was when you were alone. Even when fatigue was painted on to your features like a disastrous attempt of makeup, he would still look at you with passion as if you held all the stars in vast universe in the depths of your eyes, making you feel beautiful and loved for all you were, imperfections included.

“I missed you too Tae, happy anniversary.” You reply, leaning back into him as he draws random shapes on your stomach, his heady smell of lavender and pure Taehyung envelopes. You really did miss all of him, but there was nothing that you could do when you were promoted so suddenly to your current position as the CFO in the company. For two weeks, you only saw each other occasionally in the office. The only times were when he came by to bring breakfast or lunch, along with a fresh set of clothes to change into in the shower next to his office, between his busy schedule as the CEO.

You cover his large hands with your own smaller ones, giving them a tight squeeze before pulling them from your waist. He removes his body from its position attached to your back, but grips onto one of your hands, refusing to let go of all physical contact with you. “I got you a gift,” you start, quickly moving to pick up the elegantly wrapped item from where you placed it - by the edge of the genkan - before following him to the open kitchen tucked under the extended ledge making up the second floor.

He picks you up at the intersection where the carpet morphs into the marble flooring of the kitchen, placing you gently on a stool next to the island. “I love it.” He whispers in a deep hushed tone against your lips, as he plays with the ends of the silk bow hanging from the collar of your work shirt. Closing the small distance between you two, he expresses his thanks in the soulful display of affection. You smile into the kiss as he rubs up and down your stocking cladded thighs, squeezing and kneading the flesh exposed beneath you pencil skirt, just so he could feel you and reassure himself that he wasn’t dreaming.

Pulling back from the kiss in a giggle, you knew exactly what he meant. The cheesy little genius was referring to you being the gift. Pushing the thin flat box into his chest to create some distance between the two of you, telling him to open the ‘real’ gift.

Taking the package, he steps back to give you a once over before looking intently at the item in his hands. “All I need is you, Bee.”

“Oh my days! You’re gonna rot my teeth Kim Taehyung. Just open the damn box!” You yell in faux frustration, evoking a husky chuckle to vibrate from his throat.

“I know you love my sweet talk babe.” Giving you a wink, before carefully ripping the matte black wrapping paper patterned with tiny Gs in a glossy ink, he removes a thin black box from it. Bold golden letters calligraphed on the otherwise empty surface- “Happy Anniversary My One And Only Love”, a small minimalistic bee in the same ink signing off in the bottom right corner. Lifting the lid to reveal a crisp pink shirt patterned with thick green vines and leaves, red embroidered strawberries sprouting amongst the pink and green background as tiny white flowers blossom next to them. A navy-blue silk tie neatly tucked next to the garment, two thick green strips bordering a thinner red one, stretched diagonally across the bottom of the accessory, as a tiny golden bee was stitched in the middle of the red band.

You study his face as he continues to stand in front of you, motionlessly as he looked down into the box, thick brows knitting together. A heavy silence fell to cover the entire room, turning the air stagnant in suspense. You start fidgeting with unease, uncertain of what to do with the sudden shift in atmosphere, Taehyung still unmoving from where he stood.

“Umm...” you begin, trying to ease tension that filled the room. Your eyes dart to look anywhere but at him, palm rubbing the back of your weary neck as all the forgotten aches return to spread over your exhausted limbs. “It’s ok if you don’t-“

“Bee…” his voice cracked as he trailed off, stopping you from speaking any further. Your eyes flicker back to look into his melted chocolate ones. Emotions swirling within them as his gaze pierces into you. Only now that he’s staring at you again, do you notice the heavy weight of his attention, the slight quiver in his kiss swollen lips, and the light blush on the tips of his nose and ears. You slump on the stool, releasing a breath you never knew you held. His long lashes fan the high cheekbones of his elegant features, whilst he blinded back tears. “I love it.” He repeats. Sincerity lacing each syllable.

You open your arms and he quickly moves into the comfort of your embrace. “Shhh.” You coo, certain your sensitive boyfriend was still close to tears. Despite having a tough CEO persona on constant display, you were the only one who could expose this side of him that he hid from the world. You try to sooth him by lightly patting his soft brown hair.

“You need to eat babe.” He sniffs as he removes himself from your warm, quickly turning to place your gift on the island. You whine a no at the mention of food. The ache in your back from slouching in your office for the past two weeks, gradually returned to haunt you. The effect of your sugar and caffeine rush long leaving you to bare the consequences of your lack of self-care. A yawn is pulled out of you as you try to sit up straight on the high stool. “I know you’re tired, I’ll let you sleep after you have some of the pasta and steak.” You pout again and prepare to argue, but before you can open your mouth again he speaks up once more. “I spent a lot of effort in making this meal. It’s our anniversary but you were still late.” You laugh out as you watch him move back to puff up his chest and cheeks in faux anger, fists pulled underneath his armpits. His cute attempt to persuade you has you wipe a stray tear in defeat. You really had to tell Jin to play more Twice songs on the radio when driving the both of you to work, if you could see his aegyo.

“Fine. Feed me.” You demand as you massage a knot that developed in your left shoulder. Noticing this, a frown pulls at your boyfriend’s pluck lips. He moves back towards you, hooking an arm under your leg and supporting you back with the other. Your arms instinctively wrap around his neck as he scoops you off your seat.

“Where are we going? I thought you wanted me to eat?” You question, completely baffled by your boyfriend’s spontaneous actions. Taehyung kissed you to efficiently shut you up. “All in due time babe,” was all you got as an answer as he proceeded towards the opaque glass staircase on the other side of the kitchen. Swiftly climbing steps two at a time, you reach second floor in seconds. Taehyung saunters into your bedroom at the end of the open hallway that over looked the living room below, placing you gently in the massaging chair next to your queen sized bed. “I’ll be right back.” He says as he presses a few buttons on the leather chair and saunters out the room. Your body seems to sink into the soft cushions lining the machine. The large gears deep in the chair whirl to life in a near silent hum, small round balls begin to move, pressing and kneading every inch of muscle on your stressed form. The comfortable embrace of the heated cushions lures you to dazed state. Before you could fall asleep, Taehyung returns with a tray of food and drink. The rich fragrance of steak filled the air, you salivate as you inhaled the scent. Maybe you were hungry. A growl from your stomach confirms the suspicions, forcing your closed eyes to open in search for the source of the mouth-watering smell. Taehyung pulls a chair and table next to you. Slowly cutting the beef into bite sized chunks.

“It was medium rare when I made it, but I had to microwave it, so it might not taste as good now.” You could hear the disappointment flooding his statement and regret fills your veins. It was your fault that you ruined such a romantic evening with your boyfriend, all because you were a workaholic down to the core.

You shake your head no as best you could, confined in the customise made cushions of the chair that wrapped and massaged your scalp. “Your food always tastes amazing from all the love you put into it.” You say in attempt to dismiss the defeated look adorning the beautiful feature of your boyfriend.

A small smile plays on his lips at your words. “That’s what you said when you ate that seaweed soup I made for your birthday. You went straight to the toilet after drinking half of it.” He chuckled. The sound sent a happy tingle down your spine, but a cold shiver shakes your whole body at the memory. You were surprised that you were even able to drink half the bowl of soup, the burning taste of ammonia still fresh in your memories, but how could you refuse him when he spent so much effort buying everything and cooking all the other dishes. Regardless, you defend yourself in a whirl of words. “It was your fault for experimenting and putting skate into it. You shouldn’t have listened to that weird Ajumma at the market. She just wanted you to buy that it off her since her skate shop was shutting do-.”

He stabs a piece of steak and pushes it into your open mouth, instantly cutting off the words flying out your mouth. “Eat,” he demands. Fingers quickly picking up a piece for himself.

You chew the tender meat grumpily. The flavours of the melting meat quickly glides over the insides of your mouth. Moaning in approval, the juicy combination of the steak and richness of the sesame sauce resonated loudly in the bitesize piece. “Wagyu.” You state as you open your mouth in waiting for another piece. “Only the best for my baby.” Was you answer. Another chuck is placed onto your tongue and your teeth clamp shut to trap the delightful meal. “What sauce did you use? It’s so good!” You mumble between the mouthful.

“It’s a secret. If you want to eat it again, come home on time.”

“You learnt this from Jin, didn’t you?”

“Yeah, but don’t think you can get the recipe from him.” Quickly dismissing the idea he could tell was forming. “I had to beg him for days before he agreed to teach me. I know you love steak, so I also paid him to never tell or make it for you.” Your eyes bulge in disbelief, glaring at the smug look your boyfriend wore, lips pulled back in a boxy grin.

Finishing the main course, your boyfriend sips some red wine. You lift an arm from its confinement, gesturing for him to pass you the vintage crystal wine glass. Pulling it further out of your reach, Taehyung shakes his head, handing you a glass of lemon infused water instead. “I’ve seen how much coffee you drank. You’re only allowed water.”

“Fine. Do I at least get dessert?” You try your best to flutter your eyelashes, despite the obvious wariness weighing on them. The sugar sweet voice you attempted to portray ended in a thick yawn.

“Not tonight, Bee. I know how much sugar you pumped into your system these past two weeks.” His voice was heavy with authority, leaving no room for argument as he tips the rim to your lips. “Sure, I can’t stop you from drinking the potion of sugar and coffee that you used to magically keep yourself awake, it was my fault for making you CFO so suddenly without consulting with you first, but I’m not letting you get diabetes from your awful food choices.”

You swallow the warm water obediently, thankful that he always had your health in mind. He always reminded you of how important it was to drink your water warm, instead of the near freezing temperature you liked it. When he once found you chugging down a cup of chilled water with a few ice cubes, scolding you for not listening to him.

‘My mother always told me to drink warm water for good health. What am I going to do if you are get stomach cramps when we grow old, all because you drink like to drink freezing cold water?!’ His strong brows knitting in a scowl. ‘Its more refreshing this way. It’s my body so it’s my choice. Just let me drink the God damn water chilled.’ You yelled back. ‘Well, it’s going to be my responsibility to take care of you when grow old and spend the rest of our lives together!’ He shouted back, puffy cheeks glowing red as he snatched the glass from your hand and gulped down the remaining liquid. ‘No more cold water.’ He said over his shoulder before he walked away, cup in hand, leaving you with your mouth-agape at his adorable fit.

The memory has your lips twitch upwards when he removes the now empty cup, settling it down on the tray. “____, it’s time for you to take a bath. My plan was originally to have a romantic dinner and then a nice long bath together-“ the innuendo of his plan clear as a cloudless day, has you blushing. You brain screaming for you to say yes before he continues his sentence. “But I guess you might be a bit too tired for it. You should get some real rest soon.” Ignoring the girl yelling in your head, your body can’t help but agree to catch up on some much-needed sleep. Giving him a defeated nod, he turns off the massage chair and stretches a hand to you. You take up his offer and let him pull you out of the warm embrace of the chair, quickly falling back into a more familiar and loving one. Taehyung picks you up as you cling onto him like a koala, his strong arms effortlessly holding you tightly. You pepper his face with kisses to express your thanks, causing him to secretly slow down and prolong the journey towards the bathroom, allowing him to enjoy the playful affection of your sweet assaults.

When you enter the enormous room, the brilliant white walls and marble flooring showers you in the soft light they reflected. Taehyung continues past the glass floor length glass doors separating the showers from the walkway, bare feet slapping loudly against the heated floor as he made way to the five-person jacuzzi sitting at the end. Setting you on the floor, he sits on the cream marble edge to dip a hand into the hot water filling the white tub. He continues to stir the water to check the temperature, spreading the rose petals floating in the centre so they littered the entire surface of the bath. The steam rising from the heated pool carried the relaxing aroma of the lavender essence oil Taehyung poured into the bath, filling your senses with its comforting scent, one that you have learned over the years to associate with Taehyung. With love.

You tied your hair into a loose bun. Sluggishly stripping yourself of clothes as Taehyung played with the water, infatuated with the movement of the clear fluid sloshing against his palm, completely ignorant of your approach until you use his shoulder as support to step into the jacuzzi. Blinking at you with wide eyes as you submerge yourself in its warmth. The burning intensity of his gaze has a flush creeping across your chest, snaking up your neck and brushing your cheeks a deep crimson. Despite seeing your naked form for years, the passion reflecting in his eyes was still the same, never failing at reducing you to a shy mess. Gone was the woman who handled the running of millions of dollars a day without breaking a sweat. Only the timid, nervous wreck of a girl Taehyung had met those many years ago was sitting bare and exposed, within an arm’s reach.

Clearing your throat, you work your stiff and tight vocal chords, hopeful to hide the evident embracement that painted your body pink. “W-why don’t you join m-me?” You curse the stutter in your voice, and the failure at sounding seductive.

You flutter your eyes at him, in hope to awaken the non-existence temptress inside of you. His nostrils flair at the invitation, a clear sign of arousal as his pupils dilate, consuming the warm brown of his iris. Taehyung watches you with hawk-like eyes, taking in every shift and twitch you make, the tiny peaks and ripples you cause in the otherwise calm water.

He releases a hot puff of air, fanning you face. The refreshing mint fragrance of the spearmint he selfishly took from the bowl underneath the 40-inch tv installed in the wall next to him, overpowering the delicate lavender aroma floating in the air. A thin layer of unconstrained lust coloured his vision as warmth pooled lower in him, creating a familiar ache.

The swallowed the mint forcefully, blinking back his sinful thoughts. “No, Bee. Tonight’s all about you. It’s the day where I show you with action how much I love you. Let me help you relax.” From the strain in his voice, you could tell that he wanted the same thing you wanted, but you knew not to push this; especially given the lack of sleep you suffered. It was a surprise you were still awake right now. Despite this fact, the pain of the rejection stung you. Tearing your eyes from him to cradle your bruised ego. You give him a meek nod as you lick your mental wounds like an injured animal. You blamed your uncontrollable sensitivity and dramatic thoughts as side effects of your reckless choices over the past two weeks.

During your internal conflict of emotions, Taehyung had rolled up his sleeves and trousers, lathered a loofah and moved to clean your back. Drawing delicate circles on your skin, and soon all over you body with extra care. You had relaxed in the deep mass of hot water, the soft touches of Taehyung’s pampering faded as sleep clawed and dragged you into its clutches, leaving you unaware of the never fading heat lining your boyfriend’s blatant gawking.

A light grip on you shoulders has you peering with a half-lidded daze. A sleepy groan rumbles from your throat, questioning the reason your peace was disturbed.

“Babe let’s get you dried up.” Taehyungs deep reverberant voice whispers against the shell of your ear. You nod as move to get up from the now cooling tub of water, functioning purely from instinct and collapse against Taehyung’s strong chest as he wrapped a thick towel around your drenched form. The thick velvet material readily absorbs the excess moisture from your skin as he lightly drags it against you, before discarding the item on a nearby rack when you were dried. Pulling a warm rob from the heated rails, he helped you slip into the large garment which engulfed your tiny form. Sweeping you off your feet, he moved you back into the bedroom as you fought off the dream demons threatening to steal you away. Your rapid blinking as you tried tackle your fatigue, pulled at Taehyung’s heart. How could someone be so adorable even with dark circles painted around their eyes like a panda, and nuzzling into his embrace? He was so whipped, but he knew that already, knew it since the day you came into his life like wrecking ball, breaking down all the walls he put up in protection. He’s so sure of the love he has that he was ready to give you the gift, on the same day you agreed to let him love you. Shaking himself from his inner monologue, he laid you down onto the bed.

He left you there momentarily, going to retrieve a pair of clean cotton panties and his bottle of lavender Aveeno cream. Slowly, he unties the knot of your robe to help you with your underwear. You notice this immediately, sitting up to push away his hand.

“Tae, just because I’m tired, doesn’t mean I’m completely unable to do things like putting on my underwear. It just means I’m too lazy to walk around.” You mumble as you pull the tiny clothing up your legs.

He smirks at your retort, seeing as he was the one to feed and bathe you, but taking your upright position as a chance to push the robe off your shoulders. “Hush, bumble bee. Let me take care of you.” Nudging for you to lie on stomach. You do as instruct, lying bare on the cloud you called your bed.

Soothing jazz begins to play from the sound system built into the room, followed by a clear plastic click as Taehyung opens the lid to his favourite cream. Pouring a generous amount on to his large palms, he spread the thick substance with his skilled fingers like paint on the canvas of your exposed skin. Once he covered your back, he began kneading the muscles in your shoulders, loosening any remaining knots that haunted you after your session in the messaging chair. You sighed as his warm palms pressed and worked their way down the expanse of your bare figure, soothing over certain pressure points, sending a into euphoria at talented frictionless gliding of his long fingers; massaging away any stiffness consequence to overworking your body to the bone. You had always known about Taehyung’s expert fingers, given his past. What bewildered you was the fact that, not only was he good at this, he could rival the best professional masseur in the town. This stunned you especially when you first dated Taehyung and he offered to – as he liked to call it—take care of you, leaving you a panting hot mess; but that was a story for another time.

After moisturising and massaging your leg, you were clinging on the final strings of consciousness, a breathy thank you slipped past your lips as your eyes drift closed. Taehyung then flipped you so laid on your back, pulling one of his large stripy T-shirts to engulf your smaller frame. Before he covers you with the lush duvet pushed to the side of you, Taehyung quickly grabs something from the long-forgotten tray next to the massaging chair. He strolls back to your side with a tiny red velvet box in hand. Opening it and pulling out a dainty necklace, he helps you wear the gift. The small yellow bee pendent fell gently in the dip of your collar bones, its yellow diamond glistening in the low light. As your soft snores fill the room, one of his favourite sound harmonising with the jazz still playing vaguely in the background, he wraps the duvet over you, he kisses your forehead, satisfied that you were finally back in your shared bed, smelling just like him. “I love you, ____.” His sweet confession lulling you further into the embrace of sleep.

Bonus:

After you had fallen asleep, Taehyung had to gone off to clean the plates and tidy the bathroom, making sure everything was restored back to its perfectly organised state. However, there was just one tiny problem he needed to fix before he could go back to cuddle you to sleep like the good boyfriend he was. So, he quickly dashed back to the bath fix said problem.

You woke up to a cold bed. Gone was the warm enveloping limbs that usually tangled with yours beneath the sheets, keeping the cold out so you could stay asleep throughout the night. You were now a victim to an empty bed, pulling you from the depths of sleep despite struggles of your fatigue. Groaning, you sit up to scan the room for you boyfriend. Deeply disappointed when your eyes fail to spot his tall figure, you pull your duvet to drape over you, but the cold touch of a foreign metal item dangled from your neck as you clutch the duvet to your chest. Giving the gift a quick peck, you move to look for Taehyung, pulling the long quilt to trailing behind you as you step onto the lush cream carpet lining most of the living space.

A loud moan has the fine hairs on your arms standing on end, your hearing now hyperaware as you recognise the familiar sound instantly. Your heart rate begins to accelerate as you pad towards the bathroom, a grunt of you name echoing from its depths. A wide grin spreads across your lips. Maybe a few more minutes without sleep won’t hurt.

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