#Day6 requests

[briankang]

@sweetyoungk asked: favorite songs of 2023 2024

template by @anahilation here!

[swee7dream]

collecting all the cg!jaemin moodboards like pokemon ψ(｀∇´)ψ

[5283]

for skz' birthday this march let's bring back chan's room and do it like the 200616 chan's room where it was an official (prior promoted) stream with all of skz that lasted like 2 hours

[elliezlils11utt]

🦇-kinktober list-🩸

a/n: ill update with links as they come out! first time participating in kinktober. yall aint ready for the nasty shit ima bouta put out. (lemme know if u tryna be added to the taglist, & send requests 🙏🏽) 💋💋💋

🦇….

day1: mask kink (elabs)

day2: knife kink (E.W)

day3: spit kink (E.W)

day4: pain kink/Masochism (A.A)

day5: bondage(A.A)

day6: bind folded (A.A)

day7: Erotic Asphyxiation/breath play (elabs)

🦇…

day8: food play (E.W)

day9: humiliation (E.W)

day10: impact play (A.A)

day11: Katoptronophilia/mirror sex (E.W)

day12: tight fetish (A.A)

day13: public sex (E.W)

day14: praise kink (A.A)

🦇…

day15: Quirofilia/hand kink (E.W)

day16: role play (E.W)

day17: Trichophilia/hair kink (E.W)

day18: temperature play (E.W)

day19: wax play (A.A)

day20: sploshing/being covered in food (E.W)

day21: power exchange (A.A)

🦇…

day22: hair pulling (A.A)

day23: toys (E.W)

day24: Exhibitionism/strip tease (A.A)

day25: sensation play (E.W)

day26: orgasm control (E.W)

day27: virtual sex (A.A)

day28: mutual masterbaition (E.W)

🦇…

day29: make a movie (E.W)

day30: period sex (A.A)

day31: brat tamer (A.A)

[epiphanytear]

Bangtan CC for Palestine: Participant Masterlist and Rules

Where to donate: Gaza Funds or Organizations found in this post

Participants (will update accordingly):

Note: If you want to participate but can’t do a donation match that’s ok! 💜

@epiphanytear (myself): sketch requests with a $5-10 donation. Will match up to $30. View creations here. Send requests via ask. Remaining Requests: ask for details. Willing to do other groups (Ateez, Stray Kids, or Shinee)

@magicshop: Gifs. Will match up to $10. View creations here. Send requests via ask. Will also take donations via paypal. Message for details. Remaining Requests: gfx- closed, gifs- remain open

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@sevencoloredstar: 3 gfx: donate $6 or more, 3 gif sets: donate $5. View creations here Send requests via ask. Remaining Requests: 2 gfx, 3 gif sets. Willing to do other groups (bts, seventeen, shinee, stray kids, ateez, monsta x, astro, day6, onewe, the rose, xdinary heroes)

@jinstronaut: 10 gif set requests. Will match $20. View creations here. Send requests via ask Remaining Requests: 6 gif sets

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Please note: for GFM donations there is a minimum limit of $5. If that is something you can’t afford (which is totally fine!) then please talk with the cc you want to request something from and see what can be worked out.

Have a request for something that isn’t Bangtan related? Just ask! Many of us here are multi stans, so if you want something of another favorite group just ask the CC’s what they’re willing to do. 💜

Request Rules:

Most importantly: You HAVE to show proof of a donation in order to get a request. This can be as simple as a screencap of your receipt (be sure to redact any personal info)

Please check above to see what limit each cc has in requesting things.

Please be patient in receiving your requests. Pretty sure we all work full time jobs here…

Each cc is different, but a general rule of thumb is to be specific in your requests. What member/moment would you like? Any other details? Etc.

[headlinerkwan]

paths - c.sb

pairing: soobin x gn!reader

genre: nonidol!au, exes to ???, firstlove!soobin, angst, some fluff

summary: as you prepare to move back to your hometown, you discover a stack of unsent letters, causing you to reminisce on your first love and break up.

warnings: mentions of death (reader's dad passes away before events in the fic, mentioned but no detail.), some swearing, lots of lowkey pining ._.

wc: 2.5k

a/n: this fic was kind of inspired by 'paths' by niki, and the rest of her new album 'buzz' - go check it out!! requests and my general taglist is now open ･ᴗ･ lmk if you like the fic and reblog if you want, it helps writers out a lot ૮₍´˶• . • ⑅ ₎ა♡

“Mom, I promise there’s nothing to worry about.”

“Are you sure? I can drive up and help.”

“Yes, I’m all packed up, everything’s fine Mom, this isn’t my first time moving and there’s no way I’m letting you drive seven hours across the country,” You continue as she rants on about the overwhelming piles of paperwork and mess around the house, “I’ll be there to sort everything out soon, so don’t worry about that just… try to relax.” 

“I’ll text you when I’m on the road, ok? I love you Mom!”

“I love you too, I’ll see you soon, yes?”

“Of course.”  

You throw the phone down on the bed, your childhood hits playlist muffled by the ocean of blankets that it landed amongst. Looking around your room, an exasperated ‘fuck’ escapes your lips. Despite what you had just told your mother, your room was most definitely not packed up and you were most definitely not ready to leave behind the life that you had built just to return to your hometown. 

After your Dad’s death, you had decided to move back into your childhood home, to keep your Mom company, settle down, and have a quieter life. You’ve had your fair amount of fun in the city and you were ready to return to your roots. 

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A few hours later,  there’s only one set of drawers left for you to pack up. You’re a sweaty mess as the sun beats down on you through the windows. Pulling your hair back, you position yourself in front of the drawers alongside some boxes, bubble wrap and packing tape. 

Opening the bottom drawer you are welcomed by a pile of clothes that had been messily shoved in over the years. Okay not too much work left. Picking up a purple hoodie, a pile of envelopes reveal themselves, all of them addressed to the same person. 

Choi Soobin. 

Against your better judgement, you give in to your nostalgic curiosity and begin to unseal the first envelope. As far as everyone else knows, you hadn’t thought about Soobin in a couple of years - you had curated a nonchalant persona, one that didn’t care about the past and especially not the people that you had left behind. This, of course, was nothing but a persona, a facade that you had delicately crafted over the years. If you stopped lying to yourself, you would realise that he’s always on your mind. Breadcrumbs of your love littered through every street that you walk, every corner you turn, there’s always a part of you that longs for him. He lives in a part of your brain meant only for youth, for easier times. Everytime you see something bunny themed, or hear a Day6 song on the radio, you have to fight against every nerve in your body not to text or call him. So yes, it might seem like you don’t really care but oh my god, you’re not sure you’ve ever been so hung up over the past in the same way that you are when it comes to him.  

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Letter One:

‘Soobin, 

Hi. It’s been a while. One month and 24 days, to be exact. 

I hope you’re okay. I’m sorry if this is weird. Is this weird? Oh god, this is probably weird. 

It’s just, we promised to give each other space and time but I can’t seem to let you go. Every second of every day all I want to do is pick up the phone and call you. You’re the only one I wanted to talk to after my first day at this new job, and when I moved in and I couldn’t figure out the stove, and when I found a new cafe nearby. 

Maybe I should’ve stayed. Maybe I should’ve told you to stop talking about the opportunities and convince me to stay with you instead. It’s hard to be happy without you by my side, I miss you and I feel selfish saying it.

We said it was for the best and besides, I was the one who moved away, I was the one who broke your heart. Am I allowed to miss you? 

I don’t even know why I’m writing this. I probably won't even send it.

Bye Soobin.‘

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Reading the letter, you chuckle as your eyes cloud with tears. You recall how you thought you’d never be happy again. That it was a bad idea for you to have lived outside of the bubble of your hometown. How naive you were, believing the world began and ended with him. You smile through the slow tearing tears as you put the letter down in favor of another and reminisce on the love that you feel felt for him.  

Your thumb brushes over the water marked envelope, still bearing the scars of tears cried long ago. 

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Letter Two:

‘Soobin,

How are you? 

Dad told me that he had ran into you at the grocery store last week. He said you got taller but I’m not sure that’s possible. Dad said you look well too, I’m glad, I hope it’s true. I hope you’re okay. It kills me not knowing how your day was, if you’re in a bad mood, if you’re sick, if you’re hanging out with Beomgyu or staying home to watch the new ‘Jujutsu Kaisen’. 

Not knowing is killing me. 

It’s okay here, I’ve made a few friends at work and the city is nice, it’s new and lonely but I have hope that it will get easier with time.  If it doesn’t though, and I come back home, I wonder if you’d be there with open arms and a wide grin like you always used to. Would you? 

Sometimes I catch myself hoping for failure just so that I can come back to you and I have to remind myself of all of the work that I did just to get here. I remind myself too about how you’ve put me out of your mind… even if you haven’t - can we pretend that you’ve forgotten about us? I think it’ll be easier that way. ‘ 

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Letter Three:

‘Hi, It’s me again. 

It’s been a while since I’ve written to you. It’s summer now, my first one without you. I’ve been trying my best not to think about that too much, I’m trying to enjoy the weather instead.  It’s not easy though,  the other day my friend and I got ice cream and it tasted just like the one that we had on our first date. 

I’ve been replaying that night in my head a lot recently. I think about running from building to building, seeking shelter from the rain, I think about your laugh and my hand in yours. I think about how your eyes followed the fish in the aquarium with such childlike wonder. I try to remember what we talked about but I can’t. I remember smiling until my cheeks hurt though, I remember the harmony of our laughter, I remember how every touch was electric - like lightning in rain. I remember how happy I was whenever you were with me.

I’ll try to enjoy this summer as much as that one, even without you, I’ve decided to smile again.‘

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Pulling yourself together, you decide to refocus on the task in front of you, packing up your belongings in preparation for your move across the country in… less than twelve hours - great. The first item on your to-do list is food, you need to refuel (and stock up on packing tape). You decide to pick up some takeout from the Thai restaurant a couple of streets away from your apartment. The walk will be good for you, it’ll give you some space to think and maybe even soothe your puffy face.

As you walk around the city that has come to define your early twenties, mixed emotions begin to brew within you. Of course you’re sad to leave and nervous to return to your hometown, anxious about reuniting with the ghosts of your childhood. But, at the same time, you were excited to return to the place that knew you just as much as you knew it, to be back in an environment that was filled with your most cherished moments, a place full of youth and inspiration and hope. It will be good for you, even if it means the end of your chapter in the city or facing the skeletons that you had been ignoring since you’d ran away. 

As you turn the corner, you spot a couple walking ahead of you, they’re walking in stride, hands interlocked and swinging rhythmically between them as they exchange laughter and whispers. 

Your heart hurts as you watch them, struggling not to be reminded of Soobin. Images of your love flooding your brain - all those days in the sun and nights under the stars, His hands warming yours on winter mornings, hours spent doing nothing but enjoying each other's company. Every sweet smile and gentle kiss. 

You must be sick or something, you can’t even pick up takeout without drowning in love and longing for a man you haven’t seen since you left.

Returning to your apartment, you sit on the floor of what used to be your living room, you unpack your khao pad and finally begin to eat. As you make your way through the dish, the TV fails to drown out your thoughts and you cave, deciding to read another one of your letters, curious about your own ramblings. Besides, one more couldn’t hurt… right? 

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Letter Four:

‘Soobin,

I’m sure you don’t want to hear from me, I just need to be selfish today. I need someone to talk to and it has to be you. It has to be you because you’re the only one who ever really listened when I needed it and maybe one day, when I send these letters, you’ll be able to understand why. 

The doctors say that my Dad is ill and I’m not sure what to do. I feel paralyzed. I don’t want to lose him and I feel so guilty because I can’t bring myself to see him that way. I want to keep the image of him as my Dad, not an ill and weak man, you know? I know he doesn’t want me to see him like that either but I feel so incredibly bad about it. I don’t know what to do, I feel helpless. 

I wish that you were here with me. If you were I know you’d tell me to be an adult and face it even if it’s painful but, I can’t. I can’t do it, I’m too much of a coward. I wish that you were here to hold me like you used to and wipe my tears but, you’re not and that’s okay. I have to do this alone, however hard it may be. 

I hope that on the day when our paths cross again we’ll both be okay, better than we are now. And, I hope we can laugh like we used to, like no time has passed.’

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Hours later, you find yourself still sat on the floor, surrounded by opened letters that you had penned long ago. You look down to find there is only one left - the last one. You might as well open it, you’ve come this far. 

Letter Thirteen: 

‘I dreamt about you again last night.

I wish you’d leave me alone. I can’t even escape you in my sleep. I wish I could forget you but you’re stuck in my mind like gum on a shoe and I’m not sure how much more I can take.

I hate you. I hate you for letting me leave even though neither of us wanted it to happen. I hate you for lying to me and saying it would be okay when it’s really not, not when I’m without you. I hate that even after leaving, I can’t escape you. I hate that you taught me so much, that everytime I’m reminded of you, you don’t feel so far away. I hate you for telling me that I was a bird, meant to fly, and that you were my birdcage - turns out I’m more of a parakeet than a starling. 

I hate you for being right and wrong at the same time. I hate your dumb smile and the way that you push your hair back. I hate your voice and the sparkle in your eyes. But, most of all, I hate how much I miss you, I hate that I still love you and that no one could ever compare to you.

I hate you, Choi Soobin.’

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As you shove the final letter back into its envelope through tears and stifled breaths, you find yourself left entirely drained. You check the time and realise that you only have eight hours before you begin your journey back home. You gather up the scattered envelopes and throw them messily into a box alongside the last of your clothes, sealing the box with whatever scraps of packing tape that you have left.

Flopping down onto your mattress, an exhausted sigh escapes your mouth and your eyes grow heavier as you curl up under your blanket.

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“I’ll be back later, text me if you need anything whilst I’m out. Love you!”

“Love you too! Bye!” you call out to your Mom as she shuts the front door. 

It has been a week since you have moved back into your childhood home and, to say you were still in the process of getting situated was an understatement. In reality, you were still drowning in moving boxes but, with a spontaneous burst of energy you decide to put an end to your procrastination and actually start to unpack.

An hour or so later, the summer heat has left you sticky with sweat but you are still determined to unpack at least half of the boxes in front of you by the end of the day. Moving to organise your books, you are interrupted by a knock at the front door.

You open it to find a man standing in front of you. He is tall with messy dark brown hair which glows golden in the sunlight. He wears a nervous smile and is gripping a small bouquet of flowers as if it might fly away at any second. His dark eyes move down to meet yours and a soft smile of relief appears on both of your faces. Seeing his face, it feels like after all this time - after everything - you can finally breathe again.

“Soobin.” you whisper, as if to reassure yourself that this is real, that it’s actually happening.

His grin grows wider as he extends the flowers out towards you, “It’s been a while.”

[day6source]

Masterpost of Links

WATCHING

Google Drive of Concerts & Fanmeets | TV Appearances ꕥ Currently contains: Every DAY6 June Mini Concert, Every DAY6 December Mini concert, Every DAY6 Finale Concert 'The Best Moments', DAY6 1st World Tour: Youth, DAY6 'You Made My Day Ep.2 [Scentographer]', Even of Day Online Party Night The Arcane Salon, Wonpil - Pilmography 220313 & 220427, Young K - Letters with notes Day 3 Concert, DAY6 Christmas Special 'The Present: You are My Day' Concert, KCON Hong Kong 2024 Meet & Greet/Performance Cut, Welcome to the Show Concert Day 3, 'I Need My Day' N1 & N3, DAY6 3rd World Tour 'Forever Young' in Incheon ꕥ Currently Contains: 240622 Hangout With Yoo, 240622 Knowing Bros

RADIO

DAY6 Kiss the Radio 2020-2021 Episodes ꕥ DAY6 Kiss the Radio 2023-2024 Episodes ꕥ Idol Radio With Forever Young (Young K of DAY6 & Youngjae of GOT7) [2020] ꕥ Sungjin's D-Day @ Station-Z [2022-2023] ꕥ Wonpil's Daydreaming @ Station Z [2022]

YOUTUBE & VLIVE

DAY6 VLIVE Archive ꕥ DAY6_Shorts ꕥ Sungjin's YouTube Channel ꕥ Dowoon's YouTube channel ꕥ Young One ꕥ Young Own ꕥ YBC [Young K Broadcast] ꕥ Ke-Hind ꕥ Wonpil Cover Series

LISTENING

Google Drive of All Officially Released Music ꕥ This is regularly updated! I'm also always taking requests for unofficial things, a couple of which are in here, but if you're wanting to listen to it and also to have on the blog so you can reblog it, please let me know, I'd be happy to do it!

MASTERPOSTS

Pinned Post ꕥ Letters with notes ꕥ Fourever ꕥ Band Aid

[rainy-astrology]

Kpop Astrology masterlist

A list of all the idols/groups I've analyzed.

Requests are open. My only rule is to not ask me anything nsfw.

Check my stan list before asking

♡ = confirmed time | ☆ = uncertain/unconfirmed time

* = process of redoing

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ATEEZ

- Birth chart analysis -

♡ = Hongjoong | Seonghwa | Yunho | Yeosang | San | Wooyoung

☆ = Mingi | Jongho

Small talk on Hwa's Venus

- Friendship Synastry -

SanSang | Matz | WooSang

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TWICE

- Birth Chart Analysis -

♡ = Jihyo | Mina

☆ = Jeongyeon | Momo | Sana |

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SF9*

I'm planning to redo all of theirs lol except for Dawon and Zuho

- Birth Chart Analysis -

♡ = Dawon | Zuho

☆ = Youngbin | Inseong | Jaeyoon | Taeyang | Hwiyoung | Chani

Former member:

☆ = Rowoon

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DAY6

- Birth Chart Analysis -

♡ = Dowoon

☆ =Sungjin | Young K | Wonpil |

Former member:

♡ Jae

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BTS

♡ = Jungkook

☆ =RM | Suga |

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ONEUS

♡ = Seoho

☆ = Leedo

Requests

- Birth Chart Analysis -

- Female Idols -

☆ BLACKPINK Rosé

- Male idols -

♡ = EXO Baekyun | NCT Dream

☆ = SHINee Taemin

SKZ Hyunjin (just a brief talk, I didn't dig into his chart)

[i-am-a-l0st-gh0st]

Flufftober 2024!

Note: No requests will be taken/done during this time

Day 1: tighnari

day 2: cyno

Day3: Wrio

day4: Gaming

day5:Kaveh

day6: Childe

day7: Diluc

day8: Baizhu

day9: Gorou

day10: freminent

day11: Alhaitham

day12: Ayato

day13; Kazuha

day14: Dainsleif

day15: Venti

day16: Zhongli

day17: Albedo

day18: Xiao

day19: Heizou

day20: Sethos

day21: Thoma

day22: lyney

day23: Kaeya

day24: Wanderer

day25:Neuvi

day26:Ayato

day27: Alhaitham

day28: Kaveh

day29: Kinich

day30: xiao

day31: Wanderer

[snoopysoob]

hi hi guys ! yea it’s me again on another blog who would have thought! just needed a fresh start and can’t wait to get writing again <3

if u don’t know me,i’m v (candiedmingyu & ferrariseventeen) and it’s really nice to meet u! i’m in my 20s (minors dni i am so serious) i write mostly dom!reader smut for a bunch of groups but mostly focus on skz,txt,tbz,enhypen,day6 and ateez! feel free to request!

rules are super simple: i will not write for anyone underage obviously,i won’t write s*at or any non c*nsenual stuff. don’t interact if you discriminate based on ethnicity,race,sexual identity or gender identity! let’s all respect each other and have a good time!

if u wanna be moots just let me know,i love making new friends! •ू♡

[violettduchess]

Happy 1k! 🥳 Could I request nr 9 for Clavis? (Or Napoleon)💖

A/N: It IS nearly his birthday so why not fulfil a Clavis request? Here you go @my-day6 💜 I hope you enjoy it!

Clavis x female reader

First Kiss Prompt: Heat of the Moment

WC: 1551

“Get me out of here!”

Your voice cracks at the strain of maintaining that volume. The dark, damp earth swallows the sound of your foot as you stomp it in frustration. Soon all you’re left with is a mighty glare which you lob at the pit’s edge. Above you is a perfect circle of sky, blue and bright, innocently shining, unaware of the fate that has befallen you.

You press your palms against the cool walls of the pit. They are too smooth, too well-constructed. You would never be able to grasp anything and climb your way out. Not a handhold or foothold in sight. Digging your fingers into the compact earth proves to be an unpleasant, crumbling mess of an idea which you give up immediately.

“Damn it, Clavis,” you mutter under your breath, a hand pressed against your side. The fall wasn’t too far, but it still knocked the wind out of you, surprise lending it a helping hand when it robbed you of breath. “Why?”

Of course there is no answer. Just a few fluffy white clouds that drift into view, stretching themselves lazily across the expanse of blue. With a huff, you lower yourself to the ground, crossing your arms. Your pink blouse is already streaked with earth and the fall ripped the side of your gray skirt wide open, up to the thigh. You yank the material closed as best you can, closing your eyes. Fine. You’ll wait. You’re already stuck at the bottom of one of his stupid hidden pit traps. It can’t get any worse.

The first raindrops are like small, cold kisses, harbingers of a very muddy and possibly dangerous future if you don’t get out of this pit now. You scrabble to your feet, the ground already wet enough to suck at your boots.

“HELP!”

The circle above your head is now gray and foreboding, releasing more and more gleeful raindrops who are happy to be free of their cloudy prison. They freefall towards the royal garden, bringing more and more of their friends along for the ride. Pushing wet strands of hair from your face, you are forced to shut your eyes against the onslaught of steadily falling rain and open your mouth to scream. You’re not sure if it’s a scream for help or frustration or fury but just when you’re about to let go, a voice rings out against the sound of the downpour: “Oh dear, how unfortunate.” A head of twilight hair, dark with rain, and two twinkling golden eyes peer over the pit’s edge.

“GET ME OUT OF HERE CLAVIS LELOUCH!”

He leans down, extending a hand which you grab hold of. With surprising strength, he pulls you easily from the pit and onto the soft, cold green grass of the western corner of the royal gardens. You spring to your feet, full of righteous fire, hands curled into fists as you take a step towards him. The Prince does not move. Instead he regards you, head tilted to one side, a hand raised in a gesture of peace.

“I do apologize, my dear. This trap was intended for a brother who was supposed to be collecting edible blossoms for tomorrow’s tea.”

You shake your head and then grab his hand faster than he can pull away. Fueled by anger, by the cold, damp feel of your clothing as it sticks to you, by the dull ache in your side and the feel of your broken skirt around your legs, you yank him towards the gazebo where you are sheltered from the rain and where he can’t slip away from you.

Clavis shakes his head, water droplets like tiny diamond beads in every direction. He pushes his hair back with one hand, his lips still lifted in a grin.

“Do you really want time alone with me—” His quippy remark is cut short by you clamping a hand over his mouth, eyes bright with anger.

“I was STUCK in a PIT for HOURS!”

You’re close enough to him for him to hear you loudly over the now pouring rain, to notice the rain drops sliding from his wet hair down the planes of his handsome face. Something glitters in those aurelian eyes as they regard you over your merciless hand. You shift your weight from one foot to the other, keeping your hand firmly in place.

“I could have gotten hurt in the fall! I could have drowned in there had you not come along! These pits are a HAZARD!”

How dare he refuse to look away in shame. How dare he keep his gaze on yours, his eyes holding you just as captive as that pit did. What is he thinking?

 ~ Your hand is warm against his mouth, your skin softer than silk.

How dare you smell so good, soaked in rainwater, streaked with dirt. How dare you look so beautiful, tendrils of hair framing your face like a work of art. Your clothes revealing so much and so little. Your skirt parted like the Red Sea, revealing a shapely path to what must be the Holy Land. How dare he want you? You, who is forbidden? You, bright flame that deserves so much more than him…worthless, weak little him.

And yet he can’t help what he feels. 

The thunder of his heart echoes through his veins, the feel of your fingers, the palm of your hand bewitching, conjuring a storm inside him. He is lost in the brilliance of your eyes, a universe he could spend eons exploring. Lost and never wanting a way out, ever again.

But he can’t do this. 

He can’t. 

He must keep this secret locked down in the deepest well of his heart, where the shadows lurk and darkness is a tyrant, towering over a small boy who only wants to be enough for someone. ~

He jerks his head away from your hand, blinking, his muddy boot scuffing the wooden floor of the gazebo as he steps back, away from you. The light in his eyes has dimmed.

“Ah my dear, it was only a joke. All in good fun.”

Something inside you shifts as you feel him pulling away. No. You want to see the fire in his eyes again, that glowing gold in all its intensity. 

You step towards him.

“I see you were offended by my silly trap. I’ll be more mindful of where I place them.”

No, this isn’t what you want. You don’t want him rambling on about his pranks, gaze not on you but the falling rain, his body shivering with cold, his spirit slowly folding inward, closing like a flower bud in reverse. 

No.

You take another step towards him until he bumps up against the curved railing, his hands reaching back to grip the wet, white wood.

“I do apologize for upsetting you, dearie. I— W-What are you...?”

Your body is crackling with frustration. He needs to STOP TALKING about the damn trap. You’re still angry at him for digging it but you’re also angry at the way he is retreating further and further behind that façade of his, that wall of quips and polite distance and controlled flame. You’re practically trembling with the desire to.....

You grab him, fistfuls of his wet coat, and pull him to you, capturing his mouth with yours. He gasps audibly, body going rigid with shock. You will not relent. You want that wall between you gone. So you tear it down with your lips, pressing kiss after kiss against his mouth. You tear it down with your left hand, still curled into the heavy material of his lavender jacket like an iron fist. You tear it down with your right hand, the one that has traveled up to his neck and is holding him there, warm palm against slick, cold skin. You tear it down with your leg, exposed and pressed tightly against his.

Kiss by kiss, touch by touch, you besiege him, vanquishing the cold with the heat of your body, crumbling his hesitation with the strength of your will. What man stands a chance against a perfect storm like this?

You feel when you have triumphed. He snaps as if struck by lightning and he wraps his arms around you, pulling you against the long, lean lines of his body, tipping you back so you’re at a better angle for him to taste. You wrap one arm around his neck, holding on as he comes to life, his mouth moving over yours, deepening the kisses, sending your senses reeling. One hand supports your lower back, the other drops to the skin of your thigh and tiny tornados of electricity dance across your skin.

Was this what was hiding behind those quick smiles? Those flashing golden eyes?

You kiss him as the world around you rages, wind and water roaring through the royal gardens, But desire, which has been biding its time, smoldering patiently, now breathes fire into your lungs, blazes white-hot through your veins.

As you both sink to your knees, still wrapped in each other’s arms, as he tears his mouth from yours to hungrily ravish the soft skin of your neck, you don’t wonder what will happen when the storm fades.

Because you know that this? 

This is just the beginning.

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[fairyniceyeah]

ABOUT ME

Hello there^^

You can call me fairy 🧚🏻‍♀️

ao3: fairyniceyeah

Fun fact: If you say my username out loud it sounds familiar to SEVENTEEN’s VERY NICE which is why I decided to switch to this name! 

I had a different username (same as my ao3) before, the explanation why I decided to change it you can find here.

MASTERLISTS

Fairy's Full Masterlist Fairy's Masterlist - ATEEZ Fairy's Masterlist - SEVENTEEN Fairy's Masterlist - Stray Kids Fairy's Masterlist - The Rose   Fairy's June of Doom 2024   Fairy's Sicktember 2024

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

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Please send some requests or (personal) questions or whatever you like! I am a pretty open person and am happy to share stuff about my writing process or things about myself or whatever you would like to know😊

I love to have a full inbox and I promise I will do my best to get to the fics even if it takes some time!

I currently feel most comfortable writing ATEEZ, SEVENTEEN and THE ROSE though if inspiration strikes I might get back into writing STRAY KIDS more often.  Honestly I don’t know how to specify what I write – it really depends on the requests. Worst case scenario is that I thank you for the requests and will kindly tell you ‘no, I can’t’ or refer you to a different blog! For each group check out the members I will write for below – members in (brackets) will probably only appear as sickies if you request them! Please be patient with me though! I may not get to your request for some time but I will try my best!

If you want to know about me feel free to ask but for now let me tell you a bit about myself:

I am from Germany and was born in 2001

I have only been a K-Pop fan since early 2023 when I accidentally stumbled upon a Stray Kids sickfic on ao3

I switched to tumblr now because a) some friends have my ao3 and I feel weird posting there and b) the K-Pop community is more active here and I feel so thankful for every like and comment and interaction I receive here since it doesn’t feel like I am writing into the void now <3

I honestly love talking about my interests so hit me up in the chat or asks

I  finished my studies and am now officially a social worker!

Groups I stan:

⌛ ATEEZ ⌛

I discovered ATEEZ through Kingdom: Legendary War and fell in love with their concept and Hongjoong’s long hair lol

my favorite songs are: Star 1117, Wonderland (Symphony No. 9), The Leaders, MATZ and Empty Box

my biases are: Hongjoong (ult. Bias), Jongho and Yunho

will write for: Hongjoong, Seonghwa, Yunho, (Yeosang), San, (Wooyoung) and Jongho

💎 SEVENTEEN 💎

let’s say it’s all @sickiecloud's fault:)

I saw them at Lollapalooza Berlin and I am awed!!!

I am not yet confident with all members so please understand if I will hesitate with requests

my favourite songs are: MAESTRO, Circles, God of Light Music, Super and Headliner

my biases are: Woozi and Seunkwan

will write for: S.Coups, Jeonghan, Joshua, Hoshi, Wonwoo, Woozi, Minghao, Seungkwan, Vernon -> all, honestly, depends on the ask

🧭 STRAY KIDS 🧭

are my first K-Pop love but I am not a hard-core stay

my favorite songs are: Hellevator, Thunderous, #LoveStay, Fam and Lonely St.

my biases are: Lee Know and Seungmin

will write for: Lee Know, (Hyunjin) and Seungmin

🌹 THE ROSE 🌹

I know they aren’t really K-Pop but I adore them and their music so much I went to two concerts (drove 2 and 4 hours respectively) and got up at 3AM for the Coachella livestreams

my favorite songs are: Sorry, Cosmo, Eclipse, Back to Me and She’s in the Rain (it was so hard to decide, they are all so good!)

my bias is: Hajoon

will write for: all of them

I occasionally listen to Day6 (Zombie, Congratulations and Love me or Leave me) and BtoB (Beautiful Pain, Pray and The Song).

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Warnings and disclaimer below cut

I am very reluctant to assume anything about our favorite idols. However, in my writings – though I do my best to stay as true to their personalities and characteristics as possible - I think of them of "just another character" not a reflection of the real person. Remember that nothing they think, do or say in fanfictions might be what the actually would think, do or say. Remember that these fanfictions are fictional works and do not reflect the real-life idols.

[cheolsfae]

☾ Enhypen: Future Spouse's as songs

Notes:

I was going through my requests and deleting repeats of ones that are on the wips list, and I accidently deleted the original request! So this one is for you anon!

I'm really exposing my taste in music here. Embarrassing, lmao

*Disclaimer: just for fun!*

Jungwon's - War of Hearts - Ruelle

"Come to me in the night hours, I will wait for you...I know that I'd die without you. I can't help but be wrong in the dark cause I'm overcome with war of hearts"

They could end up having a lot of issues going on in the relationship. They both could feel like they aren't sure where they ultimately want this to go. It could come to a fork in the road at some point. A pros and cons list might be made. Generally, if you have to make a pros and cons list, it's better to end things, but I don't know. We will see what happens.

Jake's - Training Wheels - Melanie Martinez

"Letting go, letting go, telling you things you already. I explode, I explode, asking you where you want us to go"

So because I suspect this is his Twin flame (as suggested in other readings I've done for him), they could end up fighting a whole hell of a lot. They both have a lot of things to work on. More internal work is needed.

Jay's - Love Somebody Else - George Ezra

"Love somebody else cause I'm giving up on myself. And I bought an old Mercedes and drove it down the motorway. And on every inch of that car, babe, I spray-painted your name. I took a lighter from my pocket, set it up in flames... is there anybody out there in the silence? Give me a sign let me know that you're there."

Why are they all so angsty? Lmao, anyway, again another rough patch. Could be a little bit over dramatic, but not completely sure. Someone could be.

Heeseung's - You Were Beautiful - Day6

(Looked up the English Lyrics) "Every time I got out of bed to (Oh, no). Start my days when I would hear you (Oh-oh-oh). And with a tired yawn, you'd tell me that you loved me, I'll be fine. And that's what got me through the day, alright"

So, this tells me he really is going to rely on this person just to get through some days. Sometimes you just need someone. Sometimes just a simple I love you is enough to keep going and I feel like that's the kind of person he needs.

Seonwoo's - Cure - The Rose

"Let the rain fall and wash away. To find a way to heal the world, without a single word, recover us"

They have a very healing energy towards one another. They might end up healing each other's childhood wounds. They might be really positive influences on one another.

Ni-ki's - A Thousand Years - Christina Perri

"Time stands still, beauty in all she is. I will be brave, I will not let anything take away what's standing in front of me"

This man is so into who ever his future spouse is! I absolutely love it! He's willing to go to the ends of the earth for this person and its so adorable. He's a little dude who wants a little dude(tte). Wholesome wholesome wholesome. They are both down bad for each other.

Sunghoon's - Who Makes you Feel - Dido

"Who touches and holds you quite like I do? Who makes you feel the way that I make you feel? Who loves you and knows you the way I do?"

His have been a little much! This is the PG version because this song...his person might be a Scorpio or have it in their big 3. Anyway, they feel like they know how this person is. They know each other like the back of their hand.

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Day6 Band Aid Comeback Drabbles 🩹💕 [18+]

Sungjin ● Wonpil ● Dowoon ● Young K

"You said you didn't need my help," Dowoon stated stubbornly, eyebrows raised at your request. You'd thought you could assemble this shelf alone, but now you were stuck and had to admit defeat.

"Pleeeaase, Dowoon," you pouted, helplessly squat on the floor with your directions.

Truly he didn't mind helping, but he couldn't help but to tease you and milk the situation for what he could. He knew he had the upper hand, so he looked down at you with a cocky expression. "What do I get for helping?"

You rolled your eyes and chuckled, smacking him with the booklet. "You're impossible."

"Alright alright," he smirked, waving it off. He squat down next to you and you looked over the instructions together. A few things had to be redone, and a few new things got put into place, and soon enough you had to put together. Certainly sooner than if you had continued to do it alone.

Dowoon smiled at your joint handiwork and kissed your cheek. "See, you could have done that on your own."

You looked at him and shook your head, convinced you would still be lost. "Thank you, Dowoonie," you teased cutely, holding him tightly to give him a big kiss on the cheek. "Now let's see, I owe you something..."

A blank expression crossed his face, then he registered what you meant and laughed. "No, I was kidding, it's okay."

But you stood your ground. "Well what if the prize is something I want too?"

He glanced at you skeptically, but not for long, as you quickly pressed your lips to his and kissed him deeply. He hummed his appreciation and curled his hands around your lower back. The way that deep voice of him vibrated through you when he did that drove you crazy. You wrapped your arms around his neck and dragged your tongue along his bottom lip, which he parted to let you in. Your tongue met his and the kiss became hotter and messier. You slid your hand down to the front of his sweatpants and rubbed your hand over the front. He let you, his hips fucking ever so slightly into your touch, following the pleasurable friction, despite his cock not being very hard yet. Your fingers worked at the waistband around his hips, but his hands caught yours and stopped them. Dowoon pulled back and looked at you, biting his lip.

"You want this?" He asked, gripping his cock himself, obviously knowing the answer but wanting to hear you say it nonetheless.

So you played along. "Yeah I want it..." You tried to sound as sensual as you could, dragging your hands up and down the expanse of his chest as you waited for your turn to have your hand on his dick. And oh how he wanted to give it to you, to let you have exactly what you wanted. But it was so very fun to play.

Dowoon used his other hand to grip your chin and hold your gaze. "Say 'please'."

You smirked, aware of how quickly he turned the tables, unsure if he'd even been trying to do so. But somehow you'd gone from denying him anything to begging for him.

"Please?"

[hanjlsung]

hi darlings! requests are officially open ♡ i'm a big multi so i'm open to pretty much any group, but i also have many blogs, so to keep some sort of structure i'll keep specific reqs to specific blogs:

stray kids - @minchanz nct - @userhyuck seventeen - @mycoups girlgroups/soloists - @darlingiu boygroups/soloists - @userwoodz

(some gg faves are iu, sunmi, sejeong, chungha, eunbi, bibi, twice, le sserafim, red velvet, somi, itzy, blackpink, aespa, everglow, billlie, purple kiss, kep1er) (some bg faves are shinee, woodz, b.i, tbz, txt, astro, ptg, ikon, ateez, day6, btob, the rose, monsta x)

feel free to send me literally any request, but pls be kind and know it can take me a bit of time! also moots (and non-moots!) feel free to rb to spread the word ♡

[sanctuary1988]

~ A Flower For A Flower |6| Gwi

French: /the petals of love/

Pairing: Gwi x fem! noble! Reader

Summary: A heartless vampire falls in love for the first time in centuries of loneliness. Passion, secrets, betrayal and love drown the royal palace. Will your love for Gwi prevail through time or will it wither away like a fallen rose petal? Maybe love was his punishment, maybe love was your salvation. Or wasn't it a curse to you both? Because, who can beat a race against time? Who can love in the dark? Who can love without truth? After all, even the most beautiful flower will wither away and end in ashes of time, remembered only by the one who cherished her the most.

Warnings: strangers to lovers?, fluff, angst, SO MUCH TENSION, I CAN'T-, creepy man tries to hurt flower, language, food ingestion, blood, minor injury, general vampire stuff, power play, secrets, criticism, period typical misogyny, age gap (huge), dark romance, historical! AU, royal! AU?, cannon copilant, (let me know if I missed anything!)

Word Count: 4.2k words

A/N: Hi, everyone! So thanks to @yumisventingmachine and @my-day6 and their lovely comments I got inspired and chapter 6 is early for you, darlings of mine!

Please let me know what you think in the comments! I'd love to hear from you, loves 🫶🫶🫶

You were getting ready in your room. The candles around you flickered softly as you brushed your hair, pinning two strands to the back of your head with golden pins. Tonight you were to have dinner at the royal palace. Gwi told you to accompany him and honestly, you didn’t know why he desired your company that much, especially at an event that was exclusive for high officers and the royal council. 

With delicate motions you straightened out the outer skirt of your dress. It was white with a single layer of red fabric on it that matched the bodice. A simple black ornament dangled from your waist and even though you chose a non-traditional hairstyle, you felt beautiful in your dress. In your own skin. 

Gwi had told you to wear red. You had obeyed. You were there to obey his every command. His every request. His every wish. You softly bit into an inked paper with red tint to paint your lips in a crimson shade that matched your beautiful dress. And just as you were satisfied with your look, you saw the vampire lord enter your bedroom through the mirror. 

With slow steps he approached you, his hands were behind his back while his eyes took in your beauty. That same beauty that had captivated his mind the first time he saw you. That beauty that had poisoned his dark heart with a beam of light. 

Your eyes met his through the mirror, (e/c) danced with a crimson sea as you looked at him. Eyes stoic, not revealing another emotion other than the mesmerising feeling that gripped his heart a bit too tight. 

You swallowed as he stood behind you, his tall frame towering over you as he looked at you with his scrutinising gaze that was enough to make you shiver. Gwi also wore red, a beautiful red gown with a black outer robe that trailed behind him with every step he took. 

“I’ve been mesmerised by your beauty since the moment we met. And yet you always manage to look more enchanting before my eyes with each new glance, sweet flower.”

A subtle blush dusted your cheeks, illuminated by the candles in the room that was now your home. You lowered your gaze, suppressing the smile that threatened to spread across your lips at his confession. For you, as well, had been mesmerised by him since your eyes locked with his. 

“I have something for you.”

His words made you look at him once more through the mirror, curiosity swarmed in your eyes as you watched him untangle his hands from behind his back only for you to see a beautiful hairpin in his hold. It was brown with delicate red flowers on it and two tear pearls hung from a small silver chain that sparkled in the dimly lit room. 

Your lips parted at the beauty of the jewel he was gifting you.You were no stranger to luxury, your life had always been filled with jewels and precious things with great value but this gift, even though it was as elegant and equally luxurious as your other hairpins held something special within. Something unique. 

“A flower for my flower.”

He murmured as his fingers grabbed a piece of your hair. Gwi marvelled at the softness of your hair, silky in its nature, shiny in its complexity. It almost felt sinful to touch it like this, with such intimacy, with such delicacy. You watched in contemplation, in admiration to the man who kept you close to him as he twirled a strand of your hair between his fingers before he tangled it in the hairpin that was now yours. 

“It’s beautiful.”

Your words were whispered into the air. Said almost too quietly, afraid to break the sudden intimacy you were dancing in with the mysterious lord that had you under his power while your eyes shimmered with unspoken emotions that hung in the air. 

His hands rested on your shoulders, the sweet perfume of your hair invaded his senses and Gwi realised in that moment just how close he was standing to you. He looked at the mirror in front of you only to find your eyes were already looking at him. 

“I’m glad you like it. I bought it for you.”

And there it was. That innocent smile he adored so much danced once more over your lips. His hands slid down your arms and you felt a shiver run down your spine, you could almost feel the heat radiating from his body. 

“You are truly the most beautiful flower in my garden, petal of mine.”

Your heart was thumping wildly in your chest that you were scared for a second he could hear it. You were too cold and too hot at the same time. Too close and too far. With a bold move, you turned around now being face to face with Gwi. His hands left your shoulders and tangled once more behind his back as he looked down at you. 

The tension in the room was palpable, nearly suffocating but neither of you dared to move. To break such tension that strangled you with a vice grip. That clutched at his heart with poisoned claws. 

“Thank you, My Lord.”

His eyes, dark as the night with a tinge of crimson, softened at your words. Simple but sincere. You were looking up at him with a delicate gaze that was melting the ice in his heart. Something stirred within him at the sweetness of your gaze alone. His hands clenched behind his back, desiring to touch your hair once more. It almost felt as if you had casted a spell over him, enchanting him with something he couldn’t quite see.

“We’ll leave in a bit.”

That voice of his made you tremble as he spoke so deliciously. You nodded and bowed ever so softly at him, the light from one of the candles around you was caught in the hairpin that now decorated your hair and he felt a sense of possessiveness come over him. So Gwi turned around and left in silence, leaving you with a racing heart and mixed thoughts while he was no different as his own dead heart beated for a blossoming flower. 

Gwi walked next to you through the palace gardens bathed in the moon’s silver light. You weren’t entirely sure why such a big event was being held at the palace, not that it was your concern either way but being in this moment, with Gwi by your side made you feel special. Made you feel at his level. As his equal. As his partner. Even when he hadn’t verbally expressed it, why would he want you to accompany him? 

He couldn’t help but steal glances at you from time to time. You were simply too beautiful to not admire. He delighted in your grace and beauty, in your company and how you were, too, fluent in the silence he seemed to navigate all these years he had lived in solitude. 

He gave you your place as his lady when you both entered the palace. You walked at his right with your hands clasped in front of yours. Despite you walking next to him, you suddenly felt left out from his presence. As if he had casted a wall around himself and kept you out of reach. It pained you. It hurt because you didn’t understand him. Gwi was a mysterious man that had suddenly entered your life like lightning striking the skies. He had made his way into your life in such a mysterious way you still had to grasp this new way you had of living. This new man that was now your lord and protector and this new life that entitled you to serve him for eternity. 

As you walked through the palace corridors, you felt a tension rising within the servants as they saw him walk through the candle-lit hallways. Gwi was someone who commanded power, he was strikingly beautiful but also as mysterious as the night itself. 

The people around you bowed with stiff movements as you both walked down the path that led to the main room where the grand event was to be held. Yet the sight of the servants and maids nearly trembling under his presence did not settle well with you. 

But nothing could have prepared you for when you entered the Grand Hall. Important people, nobles and members of the royal council were in that room. Even the king of Goryeo himself was in that very same place and it was when you realised you weren’t just anywhere but in the presence of the man who ruled over your world. 

You witnessed how everyone stood up from their seats, and just as you were about to bow down to His Majesty, Gwi’s large hand stopped your movements so abruptly you had to swallow the gasp that nearly escaped your lips. 

He denied you to bow down to the man who sat at the throne. Your heart quickened in your chest at what he had forbidden you to do. Because whoever dared to disrespect the king was to be executed. However, in that exact moment in that very same room, who exactly held the most power was unclear to you. 

In silence he guided you to a table that was in front of the throne itself. He sat down, pulling you with him as you landed on the soft cushion on the ground. 

“You may continue.”

Gwi spoke. His voice cold and detached as his hand left yours only to grab the drink that was already poured for him. He took a sip while his eyes roamed around the Grand Hall. He nearly smirked at the confusion of the noble men as they stared at him with wide eyes. The council members, however, knew about who he was. They knew about his power. They knew who was the true king of Goryeo and they bowed in silence at the vampire lord that brought a flower with him for the night. 

You still couldn’t believe what was happening. Your stomach rumbled softly and you could have sweared Gwi let out a soft chuckle before he leaned towards you and your heart quickened softly at his closeness. 

“Eat as you please, flower of mine.”

His murmured words made you look at him with doubt in your usually warm gaze. As if asking him if it was alright, he nodded at you with a subtle movement. You grabbed one of the cups and took a sip, enjoying the delicate taste of the warm tea and it was until some tense seconds later that the men around you continued with their meal as well. 

“My Lord,”

You knew that voice. It was the one of the Chief Councillor. It was the voice of your father. Gwi noticed how you tensed immediately and he wanted nothing more than to pull you close and let you know you were safe while being with him.

“You have honoured us with your presence tonight.”

Gwi nodded, not being in the mood to chat with the bitter old man. Instead, he focused on you. Watching with a warm gaze how you enjoyed the meal displayed in front of you. 

“Why is she here?”

A whisper that sounded like an echo. Gwi heard it all. His instincts and enhanced senses allowed him to never be fooled by the humans he ruled over. He looked at the man sitting next to your father. Maybe you didn’t recognise him but he surely did. He was Kang Ju Won, your former fiance before he had broken the engagement in exchange for your life. A life for a life. 

Tension filled the room as what was originally intended to be a whisper was heard all over the place. You swallowed and looked at Gwi whose gaze was narrowed toward the man who had insulted his judgement and your stance by his side. 

“Lady (y/n) is here as my guest and her presence is not up for questioning.”

You nearly flinched at the harsh tone with which he spoke. Gwi’s posture tensed as he watched the man clear his throat. The vampire was challenging him, daring him to do or say another word so that he could have the excuse to dismiss him from his council. But Ju Won was smarter than that for he bit his tongue and stayed quiet, not even your father dared to utter a word. 

The meal continued though with a layer of tension on it. You lost your appetite upon witnessing that side of the man who had you under his power that you had never seen before in these few months you have been at his service. 

“My Lord,”

Your voice brought him out of his turmoil and you saw the way his eyes softened when he looked down at you. 

“Can we go back to our palace?”

Uneasiness drowned your gaze as you looked at him with a subtle expectation that he’d comply with your wish. You had done as he had asked you to, but the evening was not enjoyable anymore. You wanted nothing more than to go back to the underground palace and rest in your beautiful bedroom with the large cherry blossom tree as the aroma filled your senses. He looked you in the eyes before he gazed softly at your mouth as you nibbled on your bottom lip. 

There was something that stirred within him when you spoke of the underground palace he had spent decades living in. You had called it “our palace”, not “his”; “our”. And the fact that you saw his home as your sanctuary from the world as well, warmed his cold heart. 

He didn’t utter a word, his hand simply found home around yours before he stood up, pulling you with him, and the subtle conversation died down. Gwi did not speak, he simply walked out of the room hand-in-hand with you. The stares of the people around you felt like arrows, but Gwi was your armour. You felt protected while in his presence, you felt safe. And you softly squeezed his large hand as you both left the Grand Hall and ventured out of the royal palace, leaving the tension behind as the night embraced you both with its large wings of fresh autumn. 

“Lady (y/n)!”

You turned around when your name was spoken into the night. Despite your wishes to go back to the underground palace, you had stopped Gwi near the roses and asked him if you could pick some fresh flowers. He didn’t deny you. And that was why you found yourself cradling a bouquet of red roses as you turned around to the voice that had addressed you. 

Kang Ju Won had followed you and Gwi after you both had left the event. With a polite smile you acknowledge the older man that now stood in front of you. 

“Minister Kang.”

Gwi was admiring you from a distance. His senses were clouded by your beauty as you bent down and picked flower and flower. Rose after rose. Just like that first time he had ever laid eyes over you. Just like when he was mesmerised by you. He heard the man approaching before he had called your name and he watched with attentive eyes as he seemed to engage in conversation with you. Something that did not set well with the vampire. 

“You shouldn’t be out here by yourself, let alone at night.”

You frowned at what he said. Clutching the flowers tighter to your chest as you felt a sudden uneasiness wash over you. 

“Is that a threat? Because may I remind you, I am never alone.”

The man before you smirked down at you. You held your head high, not allowing him to notice just how small he made you feel. Where’s he? You asked yourself, wishing that Gwi was by your side now more than ever. 

“Is that so?”

You took a step back on instinct. Wanting to put as much distance between you and the man who was now a threat to you. 

“I am not scared of you. Whatever happened that made you so unhappy, deal it with my father.”

But he simply laughed. 

“Come with me. You belong to me either way.”

He attempted to grab your arm but you took another step back. Fear clearly painted your beautiful features but before he was able to do something else that would endanger you further, Gwi stepped between you both. His hand clutched the wrist of Ju Won in a tight grip that made the old man grunt in discomfort. 

“Enough! I’ll deal with you later”

He snared. Pushing him away while shielding you with his body. Gwi turned to look at you, his eyes roaming your figure, needing to reassure himself that you were alright. When he looked back, he saw Ju Won hurriedly walking back to the royal palace. 

“Fucking bastard.”

Gwi muttered under his breath, clenching his fists with the urge to suck the life out of the man who frightened you. 

“Thank you.”

He turned to look at you as those words left your lips in a breathless whisper, carrying by the cool wind of the night. His eyes softened when he gazed down at you, something clutched at his heart fiercely with a sudden need to protect you. His flower. His perfect petal of forbidden desire. 

“Are you alright?”

You could only nod, still feeling your heart in your throat. You pushed the thoughts away of what would have happened if Gwi hadn’t been there for you, instead you focused on the soft crimson that bathed his intense eyes. You swallowed, taking a deep breath as you looked down at the flowers in your hands, they were so beautiful, as beautiful as the evening you had experienced with your lord but that beauty had been shadowed by storms you weren’t able to see beforehand. 

“Petal,”

His fingers lifted your chin ever so delicately, as if you were a glass doll and he was afraid of breaking you. The words stuck in his throat for a second. Just a second. A moment in time where he lost himself in your eyes. Where he marvelled at the softness of your skin at his fingertips and when your eyes, filled with emotions he wasn’t quick enough to grasp, met his own. 

“you will never have to endure something like that again, I promise you. I will protect you even though I know your thorns are sharp and could poison a man’s heart.”

You have already poisoned mine, sweet flower.

But he refrained from saying that last sentence out loud. He refrained from cradling your cheek in his palm. He refrained from letting you in further into his heart. However, you smiled. And that smile melted the wall of ice he so fiercely wanted to put around his heart and protect you from the pain that would come if you were to love him just as he wished you’d do. 

“I know, My Lord. I know.”

His eyes flickered to your lips for a split second. A second too long. A second too short. Tension rose between you both at the closeness to which you two stood. To the intimacy of the glances shared in the moonlight. 

“Let’s go back, then.”

Before you could agree, his hand left your chin and grabbed one of your hands. Gwi walked you back to the underground palace, your hand in his. He held it in a firm yet still gentle grip, as if trying to reassure himself you were there with him in the midst of the night. You were save while standing next to him, it was something you know understood and cherished deeply. And so, as you looked up at him for a moment, you took in the sharpness of his features but the delicacy in his gaze when it came to you and that made your heart flutter, just as a single rose escaped your hold and landed on the ground. 

Leaving behind another layer of ice into his heart, a petal fell from your soul. Prompting him to discover your heart engulfed in sweet petals. 

“Go back to your room, flower. You look tired.”

Gwi spoke, his voice soft. His hand let go of yours and you felt the instant coldness in your palm. You nodded, looking up at him with so many thoughts swirling in your mind, drowning your eyes. There were things you wanted to say, things you wanted to ask. But he took a deep breath, his eyes left your as he glanced down at the flowers in your hands as you clutched them to your chest. 

“Put those in water, petal, so that they don’t dry out that quickly.”

You smiled at his murmured words. 

“I will, My Lord. Goodnight.”

You turned around from him, walking down the hallway that led to your bedroom in the magnificent underground palace. 

“Goodnight, sweet flower.”

Gwi said to himself, watching you walk away from him. The sight itself was painful to watch. It almost felt as if you were walking away from his life, leaving him behind just when his dead heart was starting to beat again. But then you turned, smiling softly at the man who had saved you in more ways than just an arranged marriage. He saved your life, your spirit, your future. Your heart. 

It was small but it was there, the smile you sent him. Filled with utter gratitude before you bowed softly and continued on your way back to your room. Not having the slightest idea of the turmoil you had eased within his heart with that sweet smile of yours that was starting to get engraved in his mind, like roots from a rose sinking into the earth below. Never to be forgotten. 

Never to die. 

When you entered your room, the first thing you did was put the roses on a vase, filling it with fresh water as they rested beautifully. A sigh left your lips as you contemplated the enchanting flowers before you. Thoughts of Gwi invaded your mind, his eyes, his hand holding yours, his voice softening as he spoke to you. You thought about him and couldn’t stop your mind from doing it. 

Your mind was clouded by his presence, your heart was confused at what you were currently living. So you sighed to yourself and walked to the mirror, your hand went up into your hair to take off the hairpin he had gifted you only for you to hiss softly when your fingers brushed with it. 

You brought your hand back only to discover a small bleeding wound on your finger, probably because of the roses’ thorns. The sight of crimson on your skin made something twist within you. A knowledge. A truth. A desire. A need. And the never-ending tale of a beating heart for another soul. You sucked on the wound, the soft taste of iron coated your tongue. It was subtle but it was there. Your eyes met your own through the mirror, feeling a storm of emotions rack within you, all thanks to the handsome vampire lord who was as confused as you were. 

Gwi had stood in the hallway, watching you go but this time with a lighter heart to carry. He turned around, walking to his throne before he sat down. The flickering candle around him sharpened his features, accentuating his beauty among the night. He looked down at the hand that had held yours and his eyes turned crimson as he spotted a drop of blood on his skin. Your blood. 

The temptation was there. To taste it. To savour it. But he knew the dangers of it. He feared he wouldn’t be able to stop. He feared he would hurt you. Yet the blood was too tempting. The fact that he had it at his reach, literally at his palm and tasted that sweet scent of yours that drove him mad was enough for him to lick the blood from his palm. 

The taste was heavenly to him. Sweet in its nature. Just like you. Was it because you were not scared of him? Was it because you didn’t know the truth about him and what he was? Maybe fear poisoned the blood. Gwi had never tasted something as delicious as your blood, and he had to clench his fist in order to control himself. 

If that drop was the only thing he’d get from you, that was fine with him. He closed his eyes, marvelling on the taste, feeling his instincts trying to get a hold of his mind. Of his body. But his heart, for once, was stronger. He remembered your smile, your laugh, your touch. 

He wasn’t going to harm you. Not his flower. Not his lady. Never you. 

So there he sat, fighting over heart and mind as he tasted your sweet blood. Sweeter than honey. The both of you completely oblivious to the fact you both had acted at the same time, sucking on the blood that was yours. Only to connect in a deeper sense through fate. 

A flower for a flower. 

A punishment for the sinner. 

And a taste of heaven that painted everything grey.

May/06/2024

A/N: How are we feeling about this? O.O

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~ Masterpost