#I seen worse - 💫

[animaticbattleconfessions]

i want shifty bc he’s kinda … you know ….

.

[januaryembrs]

Congratulations on 3 thousand🎀💫 May I please get a hot chocolate with Jacaerys Velaryon

RUEFUL | Jacaerys Velaryon x Pregnant!Reader

description: Jace says goodbye to his pregnant wife as he leaves for the North

length: 600+wds

warnings: afab reader, fertile reader (if that's the correct terminology idk, basically able to conceive and carry a baby), I pictured Harry Collett's current age of 20 when I wrote this since

“You won’t be gone long, will you?” You asked, your lip pulled between your teeth as he loaded a few days supplies onto Vermax’s saddle. He looked up at you then, the worry in your tone enough to set Jace on edge. 

His gaze drifted to your stomach, pulling at your day dress that was possibly the only one that fit you anymore. Four months had flown by since you’d realised the two of you had conceived, and it seemed in the last week or so your prince or princess had made more than enough room for themselves inside your womb, judging by all the nudging you’d felt. 

“A few weeks at most, my love,” He hushed, stuffing the last of his rations into the bag and wasting no time taking your shaking hands in his own. His curls stroked at his neck where the salty, sea air bristled between the two of you, and Vermax groaned in annoyance, his scaled prickling against one another as he shook himself out, “Mother needs the North secured as our allies if we have any chance of taking the advantage,”

You nodded quietly, and he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you in for a long, warm and much needed hug. “I understand. I wish I could come with you, though,”

He sighed, his face pressing against your collar bone as you squeezed him tightly. “I would never forgive myself if anything happened to you,”

Jace and your Queen Mother had been quick to forbid flying the second the maesters had declared you to be with child. You’d put up a fight for it when it had just been Jace being overprotective, but when Queen Rhaenyra was the one to tell you no, you were quick to listen, no negotiations. 

“I know, just..” You replied in a sombre cadence, drinking up as much time with your husband as possible, “Promise me you’ll be safe.”

“I swear by the thousand Valyrian gods I’ll come back to you,” He murmured, and you leaned in to kiss him then, not caring that the wind whipped around the two of you, a storm brewing off the shore line as the sea sprayed against the cliff face. 

You felt a large, warm head press into your stomach with a feather lightness and the two of you chuckled, pulling apart from one another to see Vermax rubbing against your swollen belly affectionately. 

“I’ll keep them safe,” You reassured with a gentle hand rubbing over the creature's nose, because it wasn’t unnatural for dragons to become incredibly territorial where their rider’s offspring were concerned. The gelding had all but tried to rip a guard limb from limb when he saw him standing too close, and since then Jace had to accompany you to the dragon pit whenever you wanted to visit. You’d always said they were two sides of the same coin. 

The dragon chuffed in his mouth, sounding like a small wail, and Jace knew he shared the sentiment of it as he pressed another kiss to the side of your head. 

“You stay safe, my mother and Daemon will take care of you,” He said, his brown hues unlike any Targeryen or Velaryon you had ever seen, but the ones you fell in love with nevertheless. Because it never mattered to you where he had come from, only that he was yours, “You stay with them at all times, yes?” 

“Yes, yes of course,” You shook your head with a smile, because he always did fuss over you, and it had only gotten worse since you’d become pregnant, “Nothing could ever take me from you, Jace,”

He smiled, somewhat ruefully, because both of you knew that wasn’t entirely true when you lived in the epicentre of a war, pressing another kiss to your hairline and heading for his saddle. He only hoped you were right. 

[yurinaa-world]

Hi! Can I request a synopsis with Jing Yuan, Dr. Ratio, Aventurine, and Sampo (separate) x reader who has the "sit boy" ability from Inuyasha? (The reader says the person's name and then "sit" to activate her ability)

The requested characters either heard or seen (Y/N) use her ability, but don't think much about it. Then one day, the requested characters do something to make (Y/N) mad enough at them that she uses her ability on them.

"𝐼𝓉'𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝒾𝓉 𝒹𝑜𝓌𝓃"

💫𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈: Jing Yuan, Dr. Ratio, Aventurine, & Sampo x Gender-Neutral reader

💫𝒮𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: with a reader that has ability which forces them to sit, they've made you mad enough to use on them this time

💫𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈: Fluff, & Spelling Mistakes

💫𝒥𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝓊𝒶𝓃 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒢𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓁 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒳𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒽𝑜𝓊 𝒞𝓁𝑜𝓊𝒹 𝒦𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓈"

He finds it funny. It’s like a personal show for him watching you punish novice cloud knights after they act way cocky for their own good. It’s truly a funny sight to behold—you’re quite beautiful when lecturing him; telling him not to be so lenient on imbeciles for Cloud knights.

Like more of a hero to these novice knights, letting them go free from their painful punishments. He isn’t victim-free from the pain, honestly, you would usually never use it on him since he’s general but right he’s pushing you over the edge.

You did finally snap when he gently refused or ignored work, only stressing you out, there are serious documents and he’s just ignoring them… “You worry too much.” you want to rip your hair out because of those infamous words. Now there's no way you’re letting him leave to go for a “walk” because the deadline is far too near for him to be slacking.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

“General Jing Yuan, where do you think you’re going?”

He always skipped out on his work, but not today, not while important papers were waiting for him, you were serious this time! Yet he on the other hand was thinking about how cute you looked, standing in front of him with your arms crossed and annoyed expression as if you were a hall monitor, the sight just makes him chuckle at you. “This isn’t a laughing matter general.”

“I just came out for a walk.”

“That’s not happening, you must finish a couple of important documents,” You groan, grabbing his hand to drag him back, he doesn’t budge when you pull him, even after using all of your strength he’s like a metal pole in the ground. Watching you huff and puff like a little cat, before turning your head around to glare at his “resistance” it’s so cute. 

“General, please don’t make force you back.”

“Really? That pull seemed like you were putting your all into it, I doubt you could force me.” He grins at you, while you just sigh at his sarcasm. “Jing Yuan, sit,” you spoke in such a harsh tone, landing himself immediately sitting on the ground in slight pain. That was something he expected to happen.

 Did you use your skill on him? The general of the Loufu, anyone else saw this you would have your head stricken down but he just started laughing loudly at you, taking everything away from you trying to make him fear you

“Did you plan to throw me over your shoulders?” he laughs while thinking about it more and more, you didn’t plan out how to get him back to the office, it’s not as if he’s a young cloud knight, he's the general.

“Well…”

“I must’ve made you worry too much, I’ll come back with you.”

💫𝒱𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓈 𝑅𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜 "𝑀𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝐼𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒾𝑔𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓈𝒾𝒶 𝒢𝓊𝒾𝓁𝒹"

He’s heard about the rumours, but what good are rumours? (he’s never seen you use it in front of him) It’s not factual evidence so why even by telling him potentially fake information? He doesn’t bother thinking too much about it, if you did have it, he just didn’t expect you to use it on him.

He feels the pain, and it’s for sure going to get worse, he feels insulted truly, you really know how to get on nerves but this is too far even for you of all people.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

You’ve listening to his nonsense for a while, and you can handle him pretty well but he should really know when to shut his mouth—sorry, not sorry—his vocabulary makes him sound ruder which you just get tired of even trying translate all that, let him call you stupid.

It doesn't matter since yet right now his face looks quite fine sitting on the ground while glaring at you with such a look that would’ve just killed you. 

“Have you lost your mind?” He scoffs while you go on one knee to make it to his eye level, he looks quite nice, not when he’s yapping about math or something relevant, you see what those obsessive fan clubs see him in only a handful of moments like these—they’ll probably have your head for hurting their great “idol”. 

“Don’t ever get tired of hearing your own voice, do you?” 

“Forcing me onto the ground with your low-end trick, even for you.” He complained, yet with that nasty gaze of yours on him, you seemed less annoyed (than you made yourself out to be) instead of ogling at him as if he were a wild cat.

“Sure it’s low-end, but it sure worth it, looking at you now the sight doesn’t disappoint.”

💫𝒜𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑒 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝑒𝓃𝒾𝑜𝓇 𝑀𝒶𝓃𝒶𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝐼𝒫𝒞 𝒮𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒𝑔𝒾𝒸 𝐼𝓃𝓋𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝒟𝑒𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉"

You’re quite cute when you get mad at him, which just makes him want to throw gasoline in the forest fire to see you get even more pissed off. He doesn’t mind if you rough him up a bit if the rumours are even true, not that he’s seen it for himself so he completely doubts it. He wants to see it.

When you have him down on the ground, he can’t help but laugh a little, it is true. He can’t take your threats seriously, you went through with but your execution is just terrible.

How about you try again next time since he’s about to drag you on top of him? Now you’re both sinking ships.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

“It’s fine if you’ve lost a couple of games to the best of us.”

He always knew how to tick you off, making you wanna just strangle him whenever you had the chance. Right now he’s pushing the thought of strangling him into becoming his reality with his arm around you while you were sulking from your nasty losses, he’s just rubbing salt in your wounds.

“Shut your mouth.”

“Don’t get too mad, I'm just trying to make you feel better.” He smiles, gently rubbing your shoulder to make you feel “better” but you can tell he’s mocking with that smirk as if he knows everything about the gambling world—he does, but you don’t want to admit that right now—You immediately brush his arm off. “Shut your mouth.”

“Push me down and make me,” Crossing his arms while provoking you, just tempting you to do it. “A little birdy told me you can do it, right?” Now he’s just pissing you off, “Aventurine, sit” his body gives up, listening to your which landed him sitting on the ground while looking at you, a little wide-eyed.

“So you can actually do it, quite a fun party tick.” He laughs, putting his hand on his forehead in such laughter. How fun.

 “Your suffering makes me break your jaw.” 

“Cute threat,” He grabs and pulls you down onto him, and now you're both on the ground. “It would be nice if you said it right to my face” His arms slither around and not letting go of you.

“But now you’re stuck in my trap.”

💫𝒮𝒶𝓂𝓅𝑜 𝒦𝑜𝓈𝓀𝒾 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝒾𝓁𝓋𝑒𝓇-𝒯𝑜𝓃𝑔𝓊𝑒𝒹 𝒮𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓈𝓂𝒶𝓃"

He may be the main person you direct your anger at but you’ve never been cruel enough to force him to sit down, right? He sees you do it to others, just hoping you don’t remember something he owes or else he’s next…he does just kiss your feet until you forgive him or just make sure to get out of there before you realize. 

Have some mercy for your dear friend Sampo, he might’ve screwed you over a couple of times but no hard feelings right now! He feels remorse! For real this time! Let him off the hook and your dearest Sampo give you something in exchange for your kindness.

But you aren't stupid, he always does the same thing over and over again that you can't even anymore, it’s not paying dirty by forcing him down, it's just justice catching up to him.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

“My dear, why so angry?” 

He already knows why you’re angry, he scammed you again, and no amount of sugar-coated words or shoe-kissing will change or decrease your anger. He can feel sweat dripping down his back while you slowly approach with such anger that anyone could feel from miles away, he’s going to die.

As they say, it’s better to ask for forgiveness instead of permission. He wants to live, that coward just starts running the second you get close. “Sampo sit.” His next place is in severe pain while he sits on the floor, muttering small whines about the pain, only to be in complete dread to find you standing in front of him—not a bad angle though—grabbing him by his collar, dragging him up with such ease.

“I'm going to kill you.”

“Come on my dear, we shouldn’t resort to violence over a small misunderstanding!..”

“A misunderstanding? Where you lied to my face? Don’t make me laugh!” you grit your teeth as the grip on his collar gets tighter. 

The sliver knight guards putting him in jail doesn’t sound so bad, at least in a jail cell you wouldn’t be able to strangle him “Yes! Yes! How about I make it up to you! I would never scam you” your gaze didn’t falter in the slightest, it’s over, it’s just better to brace for impact. Until to his surprise, you do let go of his collar. 

“You lie again and I’ll cut your legs off.”

if you liked this, consider tipping me on ko-fi! it'd mean a lot!

[crescenthistory]

my lovely carinaa, i'm so happy for youuu!!💫

for this celebration, could you analyze barty and how he feels around divination? wich could be if he's good at it (tarot reading, chiromancy, tea leaves reading, astrology...), or how he would interact with a friend/lover who practices it.

anyways, i want to congratulate you again for being so amazing xx 💓

hi my darling<333 thank you so so much, you are amazing and a real day 1er for me mwah

✶・•・✦・•・✶・✶・•・✦・•・✶

i will ANALYSE barty crouch jr. and his relationship with divination

carina's 2k celebration

✶・•・✦・•・✶・✶・•・✦・•・✶

i think barty is really into divination ironically

by the time he got to his first divination class, he was already rebelling against his father and trying to create as sharp of a contrast between them as possible

considering his father is a politician who is swept up in paperwork and logistics, being a divination "fanatic" is a great way to achieve that

i mean, barty gets top grades in genuinely every single subject, i think he is the type who just puts everything together with zero effort, in that way that frustrates the academic overachievers like regulus to no end

but he rarely participates in class or use his knowledge unless it is to prove a point

so when he really throws his whole theatrical self into divination, it stands out to both students and professors alike

whether it is professor trelawney or someone else in this time period, i don't think they would be able to tell that barty is 1) bullshitting or 2) taking the piss

while evan and his other friends can clearly tell and are snickering in the background

barty would make up these elaborate stories about what he sees in the teacup or what he reads on someone's palm, gasping at what is "revealed" to him – if he was bored, he would maybe even fake cry

even though he doesn't really see anything or care all that much

his engagement and passion gets to the point where the professor invites him to have tea privately and discuss more advanced divination regularly

and barty will always commit to the bit, happily becoming the professor's favourite student and doing all the research

it was all for the act of rebellion and shits and giggles, barty's core motivations in life – until he begins to grow up a bit

as he gets towards fifth year and his perception of the world begins to even out and grow with him, i think he begins to have some change of heart

firstly, this boy has mummy and daddy issues, so being the professor's favourite would eventually do something to him

being loved? remembered? thought of? praised? validated? trusted? it was exactly what he needed

at some point, he starts viewing them as a parental figure, and quiets down on the mockery of it all

but it's not like he can just back out of how dedicated he was when he no longer wants to make as obvious of a joke of it, so instead he begins to become more earnest in his approach

especially as he learns more and more, he realises that divination is not just looking into an orb and making up random shit the way he has been approaching it; there is a method to the madness, an infinitely deep approach to this unique way of magic

while i don't think he would become a divination freak overnight, this respect would slowly be building within him as he comes to appreciate the professor more and more

made especially worse by the fact that his father got worse and worse the older he got

and as this respect grows, of course the rebellion against senior becomes more effective too, so in reality, barty still achieved what he wanted

then, if he around sixth/seventh year would begin falling for someone who is genuinely passionate about divination (whether that is whimsical!reader, spiritual!reader, etc.) that would be the final nail in the coffin

if you were to use divination in some capacity to understand him better and unpack the mystery that was barty crouch jr., he would feel so painfully seen

to have someone make an effort with him is not something he is used to

the fact that he knows so much from having weekly tea with the professor is something for you to bond over

and you get to teach barty what this form of magic means to you and how you make active use of it in your life

while barty stands by committing to bits and taking the piss out of any- and everything he can, i think he would truly see the value in it

having you hold his hand and analyse it would feel so intimate to him, and the fact that he even understood what you were saying when you read it would be something he was so grateful for

now, the joke would be less so "oh wow lads i love this useless type of magic" and rather more "i am a divination expert and i know better than all of you bigots"

(because while his affections may have changed, his personality obviously has not)

also the professor would so attend the wedding

[luffyvace]

Luffy x reader who can rap

Reader: gn

I thought it was a cute little topic I haven’t seen so why not 💗💗

Luffy would think you’re so cool. Like right off the bat. Whenever he meets you wether that’s pre or post time skip, you’ve GOT to join his crew!!!

he’d bug you to rap all the time and make you do it constantly- so prepare for that

especially whenever you guys party

but you don’t mind since that’s your hobby and all, yk what they say 🤷‍♀️ you can never have too much a good thing 🤪

he’d be most impressed when he sees you can freestyle with any word he shouts out bc he can actually contribute lol. He’d be saying the most RANDOM. Stuff ever but you keep the bear flowing as you spit your word and it sounds 🔥🔥🔥🔥

he always suggests throwing in weird words like: “fart!, burp!, lion!, party!, green goblin!, usopp!, chopper!, me!, nami-“ 💥 “DONT USE ME! ✊😤”

😊

he’d want to learn but he wouldn’t understand beats and verse n such..

it’d be easier to teach him how to rhyme, at the least, although he’d rap about really weird and random things

like how he sings songs about when he’s having fun, but worse 😭

after you teach him you could tell him to rap about anything and he would, actually even without you telling him he will 😁

examples: rapping about how usopp farts op much, rapping about how blue the sky is, rapping about zoro and sanji fighting, rapping about the grandline and his adventures, rapping about the merry, rapping about that one time usopp ripped his pants

yeah usopp is a victim messing with this guy..🤪💫

if you release your raps as tracks that’d be the most common music he’d listen to

you, him, usopp and chopper definitely have rap competitions and you always win

chopper and usopp go back and forth between 2nd and 3rd place

especially after you gave them some tips!!

ngl chopper and usopp were pretty good from jump, (boku wo doctor tony tony chopper reference 💃😎) I can’t even bias who would be 2nd place more often

luffy on the other hand….always goes off track with his raps,

You chopper and usopp’s faces go

😄➡️😟➡️🤨➡️🤣

of course in the end it’s still funny

he’d make you rap about every little thing just like how he sings about random things when he’s having fun

A bit short but hopefully you enjoyed <33

🫳🎤

(mic drop 😎)

[jadeylovesmarvelxo]

You and Eddie make plans to meet but you're struck down with a headache and flu like symptoms. Eddie surprises you when he comes to take care of you.

Part Three 💕

Fluff, part of the Older Eddie x Reader series. 18+ only

Part Four is in the works, some jealous Eddie 🤭

Part one

Part Two

🖤💫

Friday was one of your usual days to meet Eddie and you'd been looking forward to it since you last seen Eddie five days ago.

The urge to be with him grew stronger and stronger each day, no matter how hard you tried to bury down what you were feeling. Even at work you were distracted and moony or at least according to your friend Grant.

Today had been a long day. You had woke up feeling out of sorts, just tired and achy, an inetsnse building pressure in your temple- a majorly bad headache threatening to ruin your day.

Then you had a run in at work with your ex, he was as charming and cordial as ever which left you feeling worse. You couldn't wait to get home, shower and attempt to nip this headache in the bud before you met Eddie.

All of your plans fell apart as soon as you stepped foot inside your home. You did manage to shower, find some pain meds and change into your comfiest clothing, then you made a nest on your bed, could feel the headache pounding now and just wanted to sleep.

The pain was making your vision blur and your stomach turn with nausea. You decided to just try and sleep for a little bit, meet Eddie later. So you set an alarm and promptly feel asleep. Not even the alarm woke you up hours later.

🥰🖤

Eddie looked at the time, it was past eight thirty. Usually you and him met at seven but there was no sign of you. He knew you were home from work because when he was fixing up his bike outside you had arrived home from work.

Something didn't seem right then but Eddie pushed it aside. Attempted to clean up some of the shit laying around before your visit.

But then you didn't show and there was a feeling building up inside of Eddie, worry. It was gnawing at him that something wasn't right, like there was alarm bells in his head.

This wasn't good... he wasn't supposed to feel like this, wasn't used to anything beyond sex with someone so the worrying was new and unsettling.

Swearing under his breath he heads out and goes to check on you. The anxiety is heightened even more and he wonders if you had a run in with that shitty ex of yours.

Oh how Eddie would love to scare the shit out of that dickhead...

Your door is unlocked and he makes a mental note to tell you to lock your fucking door. Honestly you'd be the death of him at this rate.

He heads into your bedroom and stills. Finds you sprawled across your bed fast asleep, even still there's discomfort in your face. What the fuck had happened? Seeing you hadn't helped the worry one bit. Now he was more on edge than ever.

Cautiously he settles on the bed and gently feels your forehead. Winces at how warm to the touch you are, you moan and your eyes flutter open.

"Eddie" your voice is a little croaky, there's a small pout on your face as you feel your forehead and groan. "Shit, I need to get up, get some meds"

Woah. He guides you back into bed and you stumble a little bit "Easy sweetheart. You need to rest okay" he soothes you.

You mumble something under your breath and head back into bed. He smiles at the stubborn set in your eyes, normally he finds it cute and endearing but right now he just wants to make sure you're okay.

"What happened sweetheart?" he asks softly as you wince a little bit as you settle into bed.

"Headache, sick... You should go. I'll be okay" you stumble over your words, he shakes his head and find you another blanket and gets you a fresh glass of water and some meds.

"I'll make you some soup. It's my Uncle Wayne's recipe. Cure for all ailments sweetheart" There's a ghost of a smile on your face but you still look a bit out of it, still in pain.

He doesn't like seeing you in pain, it aches right down to his bones and he's surprised by the fierce urge to look after you, protect you from stupid flu bugs, the latter part is irrational he knows that but he can't help feeling it.

"Hey princess you gonna be a good girl for me and sit up? See if we can get you some food" you groan, pout (which is cute as fuck) and sit up all grumpy and tired.

"Just some soup princess okay? Then sleep" you nod and snuggle back under the covers while he proceeds to make the soup and listens incase you need anything else.

Once the soup is ready and you've ate your fill, Eddie makes sure you have more water.

"Just sleep sweetheart" he orders and you gently tug his arm, look at him all soft and hopeful.

"Can you stay with me?" he softens. He was planning on staying anyway but that look you're giving him tugs at his heart and he settles beside you.

It isn't long until you're fast asleep on Eddie's chest, Eddie keeping a close eye on you long into the night.

And that feeling of you being so close to him? Your head snuggled into his chest? He can't ignore the way this makes him feel.

A warmness spreads across his chest and he can't help the smile that stays with him all night.

❤️

🫶🏻

[lollygaggingloser]

"It's become a necessity... You've become a necessity."

💫Varigo mini fic ❤️

You like a flustered Hugo? So do I.

After another long day of research for Varian's latest invention, Hugo escaped the royal library with little breakthrough achieved. He sighed, flipping through a borrowed book as he slowly walked down the marble halls of Corona's castle. It's pages gave no more information than he already had and Hugo was certain that the only place left to search for answers would be the eternal library. His walking pace slowed as he began to dread telling Varian his failure to find what they needed within the royal palace. It was bad enough to admit he failed, but worse knowing they would need the help of the eternal library again. Entering the library wouldn't be difficult to him or Varian now, but neither enjoyed going there.

It's been a little over a year since their adventures and discovery of the eternal library with Nuru and Yong. Their journey had ended in success and now, Demanitus's grand library was available to them along with the select few of scientists, engineers, and scholars that could be trusted with the library's vast collection. Still, instead of being this great source of knowledge and advancement, the group would view it as the place their dearest friend (in Hugo's case, his boyfriend) got possessed and almost trapped inside forever. The library was able to give Nuru a solution to save her kingdom, teach Yong how to hone his craft for fireworks and pyrotechnics, and help scientists across the world advance the seven kingdoms, but all the good of the library could never mask the trauma all four of them experienced there.

Hugo closed the almost useless book in his hands and stared out one of the nearby castle windows. Seeing his reflection in the window first, he retied his ponytail to clean up the stray hairs that had fallen on his face during his work. Satisfied with his appearance, his gaze focused to the view outside. Below him, he could see the royal garden, its flowers blooming in deep shades of purples, reds and blues. The sun was barely beginning to set, giving the sky a calm orange hue. Beyond the gardens were the castle walls that stood tall, separating the palace from the bustling lively kingdom of Corona. Hugo had to admit he became quite attached to this kingdom after becoming Co-Royal Engineer of it. Its people may have celebrated too many holidays for his liking and its princess always had him on edge with her hyperactive cheery disposition, but during these quiet moments, he couldn't imagine a more peaceful place. It also didn't hurt that he got to enjoy this view from a castle. He'd never imagine being inside a royal palace he didn't need to break into, much less with such a lofty title, but here he was.

Not bad for a prior thief and conartist, he figured. Discovering the eternal library must have given his resume quite the boost.

Hugo laid the library book on the windowsill before resting his elbows on it, leaning his body to stretch out his back. Even with this easier job, his back still gave him trouble. It was probably due to all the abuse it went through from his time pulling jobs for Donella. He wondered how his old boss was doing now. Truthfully, Hugo hadn't seen her since the day they uncovered the eternal library and parted ways. There would be the occasional letter between them, but once Hugo was no longer her underling, the two felt no need to see eachother. After ending his ties with Donella, he wasn't sure what his next step was, but he knew it would include Varian.

Varian.

The blonde softly smiled, thinking about the short scientist that passionately vouched for him and got him this new position. Hugo couldn't help but think fondly of Varian's smile, the freckles on his cheeks, and the gleam in his bright blue eyes. Hugo yearned to see him after having his nose in books all day.

As if the world heard his wish, Hugo's eyes squinted as a flash of bright light hit them. The light derived from the reflection of the sun bouncing off a pair of goggles. Wearing those goggles has the alchemist he was wishing to see. Hugo grinned as he watched Varian stroll into the gardens, and sit on the edge of a large stone fountain. It was likely that Varian was taking a break from work too, seeing him stretch his arms as he sat alone.

Might as well join him, Hugo thought as he made his way toward a staircase and descended to join his partner.

Out of everything that occurred from their journey, meeting Varian was what changed Hugo. The funny part was, he didn't know when it changed him. The change was slow, unraveling at a snails pace, with Varian's kindness breaking Hugo's walls and infecting him. Then suddenly, it was all at once, like a firecracker bursting with intense heat and flair, and Hugo found himself longing to be the good person Varian and the others thought he was.

Hugo was annoyed by Varian when they first met. The freckled alchemist was the model of a goody two shoes know-it-all and it nerved him to see how careless Varian was in trusting others. It irked him even more to know he was one of the people Varian shouldn't have trusted so freely. And yet, that trust...that ability to see the good in others that people can't see in themselves gave Hugo this new life. There was something about Varian's genuine nature that was contagious and powerful. It tore him down and built him up multiple times. It was easily one of the reasons Hugo found himself falling for him.

He learned later that Varian believed in second and third chances after his own criminal past was forgiven. Now the two of them stood together, as lab partners and lovers, ushering a more scientifically developed Corona. It amused Hugo to realize how many previous criminals were not only living peaceful lives in Corona, but also within the palace.

The kingdom should have come with a slogan. Come to Corona. The capital of criminal rehabilitation. Includes royal titles!

Once in the gardens, Hugo crouched low and carefully stepped around the few twigs and leaves on the cobblestone steps toward the fountain. He quietly tiptoed his way to the fountain's right side before plopping down next to Varian in such a rush that he almost knocked him off the stone edge.

"Hey Goggles!"

Varian yelped at first before seeing Hugo's shit eating grin.

"Hugo!" Varian chided, slightly shoving him back. "You nearly gave me a heart attack!"

The blonde chuckled, letting his partner collect himself from the scare, fixing his lopsided goggles.

"And what is Corona's Royal Engineer doing in the gardens?" Hugo inquired. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you were slacking off."

"I could be asking you the same thing," noted Varian, quick to retort Hugo's remark. Over the past year, Varian had picked up Hugo's sense of sarcasm and comebacks. It was only fair that since the shorty had changed him for the better, Hugo could change him as well...for the worse. His sense of humor wasn't the only thing that changed. Varian had gotten taller, but was still shorter than Hugo. At least the blonde no longer had to be looking down or bend over so much when wanting to see eye to eye with him. Varian's skin was less tan due to all their inside work lately, but in the sun, his freckles continued to pop out more intensely. And so did his scars. They were from their adventures, and it made sense since Hugo, Yong, and even Nuru had scars of their own from travel mishaps and the occasional fight or explosion. But Varian had the most from putting himself in harms way to protect them. Hugo wondered if he wasn't such a coward or selfish if he could have prevented Varian from so many injuries.

The two locked eyes for a brief moment. It was insane how such a simple look could change the atmosphere between them. The look in Varian's eyes was a mix of joy, relief, and just a hint of annoyance. He truly new how to make this scrawny engineer feel special. Compelled by the unspoken fondness in his gaze, Hugo's smirk softened and he reached his hand up to touch Varian's cheek. Understanding what was to happen next, Varian smiled meekly as Hugo leaned in to kiss him. The alchemist's lips were soft and warm against his and Hugo felt like he could kiss them all day. Slowly pulling away, Hugo relaxed next to his boyfriend and the two leaned comfortably against each other, perched on the fountain.

"Did you find anything in the royal library?" Varian softly asked.

"Yes....No. I found nothing."

Hugo felt Varian tense up, knowing what it meant.

"Hey, hey, I can go on my own, Goggles," he assured, giving his boyfriend an encouraging smile. "I'll find the info we need, and we can go to our lab to finish up-"

"It's okay, Hugh," Varian interrupted, glancing up at him. "I'll be o-...I am okay. We'll go together tomorrow."

Hugo nodded, both worried for Varian and relieved he wouldn't be stepping into the eternal library on his own. Varian's gaze turned toward the sky, taking in the vast view. The two sat in silence for a moment before Hugo broke it, curiosity getting the better of him.

"Penny for your thoughts? You got that eyebrow scrunch so it must be something serious."

Varian softly scoffed at Hugo, but rubbed his forehead as he answered.

"Well, if you have to know...I was thinking about you," he confessed.

"Me?"

Determined to lighten the mood, Hugo smirked and tilted his head to feign innocence.

"What about me were you thinking about?" he asked. "Nothing inappropriate I hope."

"Hugo-"

"No, I understand, Freckles. With my good looks, superior intelligence-"

"HUGO-"

"And! And my rougish charm, there's no possible way you couldn't think of me. So tell me, actually, let me guess...you were thinking... about how in love with me you are."

Hugo waited for Varian to quip back with a tender insult or another little shove, but was surprised when Varian turned to look at him, a soft blush radiating across his cheeks.

"Yeah...I was," Varian answered. An amused "heh" escaped Hugo's lips as his flirty facade faltered. While Varian was usually the more anxious and flustered one between them, there would be moments like these where he laid his heart bare, and it would strike Hugo to his core.

"I was thinking," he continued, looking back at the sky, "...about us. And how my life is so different with you."

"Cause I drive you crazy and make it a little harder?" Hugo joked, trying to regain composure. Varian chuckled, shaking his head.

"Of course not!" Varian scolded him. "You drive me crazy, yes, but you don't make my life harder. You make it easy. You make it-"

Varian paused, trying to find the best words to convey his feelings. All the while, Hugo struggled to keep his heart from pounding so fiercely from all the sincerity in his boyfriend's voice.

Calm down Rottwange, he thought to himself. Don't let some sappy words get the best of you.

"Loving you is like...like breathing."

"Breathing?" Hugo pried, finding the strength to tease Varian once more. To add to the dramatics, Hugo playfully rested the back of his hand on his forehead in a swooning motion. "Ah, so it's effortless? I'm such an amazing boyfriend that loving me is second nature to you, Sweetcheeks?"

At that, Varian laughed and gave Hugo a little shove.

"Well, that too I suppose," Varian giggled. He then took Hugo's hands and held them gingerly in his. "More like...I need it to survive."

Hugo swallowed, his throat feeling dry, not sure how much more of this sweet talking he could take. He didn't even realize that Varian had intertwined his fingers with his.

"Loving you is like oxygen, Hugo," Varian confessed, gazing at their hands with an intense stare . "Like food, or water, or sleep. I need it to live. I can't imagine living without loving you."

Hugo's ears burned hot red and he brought his and Varian's hands up to cover his face. He could handle these words if Varian was joking around or teasing him back, but the tender and true expression on his face and honesty made him melt.

"Geez, Var, you can't just say stuff like that without warning," he mumbled, his thoughts and composure becoming disorganized. Varian smiled, his own face blushing from the realization of his words.

"Sorry,"Varian apologized. Hugo shook his head and looked back at Varian.

"I can't imagine living without loving you either, Varian," he confessed, deciding to cave into the mushy sentimental atmosphere. "Loving you is like breathing for me too. It's become a necessity...you've become a necessity."

"Do you mean that?"

Varian focused on Hugo's face, searching for any hints that the blonde was jesting. And then, Hugo saw it. A flash of concern, doubt, and bashfulness? spread across the alchemist's features. Just when Hugo began to believe Varian held the spontaneous charisma to confess his feelings without care, he found himself corrected. Varian was just as self-conscious in disclosing these feelings as Hugo was receiving them.

Hugo held up his hand in a small fist against his chest. He began to list the things he needed to live, a finger popping up for each necessity.

"Oxygen. Food. Water. Sleep. Loving you. That's all I need, Sweetcheeks."

Now it was Varian's turn to be lost for words, only being able to let out a soft laugh. Hugo leaned in once more to kiss him, savoring the gentle silence, and keeping his boyfriend from saying any other words that could make him fall apart.

[joohanisms]

who in xh do you think has a corruption kink?

OMG ........... they got shorter towards the least likely members but i hope you enjoy either way!!!!

xdh + corruption kinks 💭💫

cw: corruption kink, mention of religion, caught watching porn, penetrative sex, possessive tones, loss of virginity, training (what is that even called???)

most likely

gunil

i have NEVER!!!!! seen a church guy without a corruption kink. sex before marriage and all that – as le sserafim said, i wish for what's forbidden <3

he wants to ruin you AND have you ruin him. LET'S SAY you're both virgins.

fine your first time would be sickly sweet, all 🥺 and 🥰, the softest most vanilla making love missionary sex you've ever seen

but the next time – after the guilt of ""betraying god"" goes away – he fucks you, legs in the air and all.

and he gets off sooooo much to the idea that both of you have become tainted; that both of you took that step together, that you'll be forever bonded by this. that somehow, you'll always belong to each other. your souls were painted red at the same time and that's not something you can just forget. you were the one to bring him down from heaven but also give heaven to him, and vice-versa.

this thought is always on the back of his mind whenever you have sex, and it always turns him on.

jiseok

tell me he wouldn't get SO HARD at the idea of introducing you to kinky shit.

you guys have been having vanilla sex – which isn't wrong or bad or boring at all – until you catch him jerking off to a video on his phone.

he's obviously burning red with shame, thinking you'll jump to conclusions and think he's jerking off to kinky videos on twitter because you haven't been satisfying him (which is a lie. you very much satisfy him. he just came across a hot video and got lost in the moment).

but the only thing you can think about is how the girl on his phone screen is doing the NASTIEST shit to her partner.

"jiseok, what are you watching?" you sit beside him, and he starts pulling his underwear up to stall.

"i can explain, baby. i just saw this on my–"

"what are you watching. explain it to me." it sounds more like an order, and his dick twitches in his boxers.

"it's just, um, a kinky video." reluctantly, he turns the screen towards you, watching your shiny eyes scan the video. you look up at him, with genuine innocence in your expression, and his cock twitches again.

"have you done this before?" he nods. "how does it feel?"

he's done for. he'll have to tell you, to show you, how good it is to explore, to figure out what you like.

don't be surprised if his way of introducing you to kink is by doing everything with you (consensually and with a safeword, of course). making you less innocent, corrupted, by the day.

seungmin

we all know seungmin is freaky.

and that extends to corruption kinks.

they're not his favorite, but he does really like to feel how you're slowly becoming as freaky as him.

every time you do something new, something different, he's reminded that he is the one to introduce you to it. he is making you freakier, dirtier, kinkier, and it's alllll his fault. he loves it.

if you were a virgin by the time you started dating him, he would get a little hard when he was reminded that you're pure and innocent and he's going to take it all away.

same as gunil, your first time would be softer – he doesn't want to hurt you or scare you away – but the next time you fuck (which could very easily be the morning after LMAO) he's going rough on you. fucking all that purity away.

you're not a good girl anymore, and it's his task to make you worse by the second ❤️

also, i'm a firm believer that he loves lingerie and other visual aspects of sex soooo if he comes home and you're sitting on the bed, on your knees, with a white lingerie set – something angel themed, even – you better be aware that not only it stays on during sex, he's also going to ruin the lace by cumming all over it.

jungsu

now, jungsu goes a little bit insane when you're having sex for the first time and you look up to him from between his legs and goes "it's not going to fit."

first of all, a delicious stroke to his ego

second of all, he knows you don't have much experience – you're not a virgin, but you're not the ceo of sex either. which means–

"i've never had anyone this big before."

fuck. he wants to rearrange your guts. fuck you so hard you think you'll split in half. fuck you so deep with his big cock your walls will remember its shape forever.

he settles on a "it will fit, baby. if you can't take it today, we'll try again some other time." with a caress to your hair.

(spoiler: it didn't actually fit. even after two orgasms his mouth generously gave you.)

and that's how training came up.

so jungsu is 1) too fucking big for your pussy 2) working you up to take his size and 3) being the one to stretch you out nice and loose.

you're so angelic, such a good girl – and here he is, making you bounce on a dildo that's slightly smaller than him, praising you for "how good you're taking it", "his cock will be next", and "you'll be able to take it in no time".

he's literally making your cunt loose and sloppy, only for him – and he's the only one who ever had to train you to take his cock.

it kinda goes away after that, though. he'll always feel a little hot when he's reminded of your training era but he doesn't care/doesn't have much interest in any other aspect of the corruption kink

jooyeon

he doesn't mind it, most of the time. it doesn't do much for him, but if you get off to it he'll make an effort to whisper some nasty shit in your ear while you take him missionary style

(which is a surprising position; he ALWAYS favors having you on top)

"not as much of a good girl anymore, yeah? couldn't resist me?"

"it's okay. your innocence was never going to last anyway. i was always meant to take it away."

"this white lingerie makes you look so dainty, so pretty. innocent. too bad you can't be that as long as i'm with you."

hyeongjun

look, it's not that he Doesn't like it. he's more about the marking aspect, the possessive aspect.

he's not corrupting you. he's making you His.

in a way, you were already corrupted when you started dating him – he's just staking his claim.

something along the lines of "from now on, i'm the only one who's taking advantage of your corrupted state", if that even makes sense.

least likely

[livingformintyoongi]

✨💫The WIP Fairy is visiting your blog and wants you to share your WIPS! Share whatever you like! All of them or one of them, just the title or a brief synopsis. Put them out into the world to manifest some writing inspiration 📝🤍 then send this ask to your writer moots!💫✨

AH! Loved the idea jsskjskasj I finally find an excuse to throw all the randoms bits I have scattered around my library that I've been trying to finish (I'm a very scattered person, in case you haven't noticed).

Somebody I F*cked Once | Yoongi (Part of BOTN series)

"Which one suits me better? The red or the white? Be honest." You held both shirts up to your chest, giving him a few seconds to carefully consider his answer.

"You look better with nothing on," he chuckled softly, watching as you rolled your eyes. His hands slid to your waist, gently caressing your skin. "Sorry, but you're making it hard for me to focus."

"Why?" you asked, frowning as you set both shirts aside, making sure to lay them flat.

"I don’t know. Maybe because you're sitting on my lap wearing just my favorite bra?" he raised his eyebrows, his hands traveling to your lower back as he carefully pulled you closer. Once you were near enough, he cupped your cheeks and kissed you lazily.

"I'm also wearing black pants," you laughed against his lips, running your hands through his mint-colored hair, which you loved so much. "And don’t forget my super sexy Sailor Venus socks."

"Oh, damn. I don’t know how I could’ve missed the socks," he gave you that gummy smile you adored, brushing his nose against yours.

"I don’t know, Yoonie. Your eyesight is going bad—you’re clearly aging poorly," you teased, getting off his lap and finally choosing the white shirt. Yoongi kept his eyes on you the entire time you were getting dressed.

"Okay... I think I’m ready," you smiled, bending down to pick up your pajamas and put them back in their place. You almost screamed when you felt Yoongi’s hand slap your butt.

"Min Yoongi!" you exclaimed, turning to face him with a frown, narrowing your eyes at his shit-eating grin.

"You bent over. Not my fault," he shrugged, lying on his side while giving you an innocent look.

You raised your leg and lightly kicked his arm, grinning triumphantly as he groaned in complaint. "Soomin!"

"Sorry, I thought you were asking to test Sailor Venus's super strength," you snickered, grabbing your bag and boots.

Echoes of Love | Taehyung (in edition, soon published)

"Are you feeling better?" Jiwon murmured, holding a bottle of water up to his face. She would be lying if she said she didn’t feel sorry for seeing him in such a sorry state, with wet cheeks, a red nose, and dry lips. It was probably the worst she’d ever seen him, even worse than when Joohyun had left him. But she had no idea what to do or say to cheer him up. Knowing herself, she’d probably make things worse if she opened her mouth.

"Yeah..." he replied quietly, his brown eyes fixed on an empty spot on the floor. He seemed lost, absorbed in his own world, trapped in memories that caused him so much pain and heaviness it felt like he couldn’t bear them much longer. That, Jiwon thought, had been Taehyung's greatest muse: his pain.

"I’m sorry you have to go through all of this, I... I didn’t want to cause you more trouble. I know you hate listening to people complain and all that, but... I don’t have anyone else..."

"Shut up, you’re just making things worse," he murmured with sarcasm, trying to lighten the tense atmosphere a little. Contrary to what Taehyung thought, Jiwon actually cared about how he felt, she cared about listening to him, being there for him. "Now, why don’t you start from the beginning? How did you meet her?"

Taehyung stayed silent for a few seconds, one of his hands running through his hair, which had lost its once elegant form a long time ago. He licked his lips, feeling them dry. When he looked up, Jiwon’s eyes were already fixed on him, observing him with an intensity that revealed just how vulnerable he felt.

"I... I met her five years ago... there were almost seven months left until the next exhibition and I was struggling to create new art... and then she..."

"Did you make her your muse?" Jiwon tilted her head, sitting down next to him on the step. Her friend’s nervous behavior was starting to unsettle her. Even she didn’t know why. She knew him like the back of her hand, she knew he would never harm a girl, at least not consciously. So why was it so hard for him to speak?

"Yeah..." he murmured, covering his face with both hands. He closed his eyes, letting the memories of his time with Soomin flood back: her laughter, her eyes, her lips, her skin against his. Each memory grew more vivid, like a cold stream of water. He could hear the melody she played on the piano the first time they worked together, or remember the first time he saw her smile... Everything overwhelmed his mind like a cascade of moments he couldn’t stop. "She... she was like a breath of fresh air. I’d never met anyone so beautiful... and I’m not just talking about her looks, although she was that too. I’m talking about... her." He sighed, looking at Jiwon, whose eyes reflected the desolation he was feeling. "Her essence, her soul... whatever you want to call it. That’s what made her beautiful, Jiwon, and I don’t think I’ll find that in anyone else... I don’t want to."

Jiwon hugged her knees, still looking at her friend. She thought she understood what he was saying, at least to some extent. She had seen it reflected in his works, the way he portrayed her. It couldn’t be a coincidence that in each one, Soomin appeared as an ephemeral, ethereal being.

"So, then? Why did you let her go?" she murmured, studying his profile intently. She knew Taehyung was rambling, avoiding the topic. If she didn’t press him, he wouldn’t face it, and the last thing he needed right now was to keep avoiding reality.

Jiwon watched Taehyung for a long moment, feeling how the air between them thickened. She could see the internal struggle in his eyes, the way his shoulders sagged as if the weight of his sadness was crushing him. She decided not to interrupt him, though his words hung heavily in the air. The silence between them became thick, but Jiwon didn’t want to rush her friend. She knew that only when he was ready, the words would come. But when Taehyung finally looked at her, his dark eyes were empty, filled with a sadness that Jiwon couldn’t fully understand, but she felt it as if it were her own.

‘It was her who left me, Jiwon...’

Goodnight N Go | Kim Taehyung (Part of the BOTN series)

“You never come to see me unless it’s for public opinion,” you clarified softly, taking one of the snacks you had served a few minutes ago. It had sounded worse than you had planned, in fact, you even sounded a bit resentful.

“Of course…” he swallowed hard as he saw your gaze settle on his. It was just as soft as always, he knew that; he couldn’t see any malice in them, even if he wanted to. Still, he felt his throat tighten when he realized you were challenging him to contradict you, and worse yet, he couldn’t do it, because you were right. He only spent time with you when cameras were involved, when they needed the journalists to see their perfect relationship. Nausea flooded him almost instantly. It was truly disgusting—why did you keep putting up with this?

“Don’t torment yourself so much, Tae,” you smiled gently, picking up your glass again, but this time, you didn’t take a sip, you just stared at the burgundy liquid inside. “Our relationship was fake from the start, remember? We both agreed that it would only be a public relationship, and we’d each carry on with our love lives as if nothing had changed.” Your heart squeezed at that reality check. You’d never promised exclusivity, you had asked him not to. How could you demand that from Taehyung, who was deeply in love with Joohyun? They loved each other, and you were simply… their curtain.

“Still, it doesn’t feel right. It feels almost like… I don’t know, like I’m using you for my own benefit.”

“That’s what this is about,” you cut him off quickly, not wanting to hear him torment himself over it, “We’re using each other to avoid a scandal that could affect my solo career and yours with Bring on the Night, so don’t feel guilty.”

“Y/N, I…” Taehyung tried to take your hand across the table, accidentally knocking over your glass in the process. You both gasped as the wine spilled directly onto your clothes, staining part of your shirt and skirt. You nearly panicked when the fabric started to become translucent. “Shit, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to… it wasn’t my intention,” he quickly moved toward you, grabbing a handful of napkins to clean the stain from your shirt.

Your cheeks flushed the moment Taehyung’s hands began rubbing the pink stain. “Uhm, Taehyung?” He only responded with a confirming sound, too focused on cleaning the stain. “Your hands are touching…” you lowered your voice with each word that left your mouth. Taehyung’s gaze stopped on yours, noticing how your cheeks were completely red. It was only then that he realized where exactly he was touching.

Now, both of you were completely flushed, unsure of where to look, what to say, or what to do. “Shit, I’m so sorry, I didn’t realize,” he pulled away from you as quickly as he could, awkwardly leaving the napkin on the table. He hadn’t noticed that your shirt had become translucent until that moment.

He wanted the ground to swallow him up right then and there and never spit him out again.

“I… I’ll go change, I’ll be back soon,” you murmured, standing up from your chair to walk—no, run—to your room.

Under The Shadows | Kim Taehyung (Part of the Four Kingdoms series)

"Did you know?" You looked at Jiwon, the knot in your throat tightening with each passing second, the pressure in your chest growing more unbearable. Everyone knew. Everyone but you. "All this time... I trusted you, followed each of your advice thinking you wanted the best for me."

"I do!" he quickly replied, moving closer to take your shoulders. Everyone in the room held their breath, what else could they say anyway? "I've always wanted the best for you, Your Highness, my intention was never to hurt you, I—"

"But you did," you murmured, pulling away from his grasp. They knew, they knew you were in the castle, they knew you wanted to kill Taehyung, and they also knew you would never do it. They knew everything. They had been manipulating every little detail of your life just to bring you here. They erased your damn memory, assigned you to one of their guards, made you Taehyung's servant... and it was all part of their plan. "You betrayed me, you all did..." You bit the inside of your lip, feeling a metallic taste flood your mouth, but you didn’t care, it didn’t even hurt. "I-I thought you were honest with me... I really thought... I thought I had finally found a place where I could be myself... where I didn’t have to spend hours locked in a tower with no human contact."

"And you don't have to anymore, Y/N, you're free here," Taehyung, who had barely been able to look at you since you entered the grand hall, took a few steps toward you. Having him close always made you nervous, every time you were near him you felt an inner warmth you had never felt with anyone in the past, or at least that's what you thought until a few minutes ago. Obviously, you felt this way because of him, it wasn’t just some sort of love at first sight, you had spent months talking with him, months in which he had been taking care of you, showering you with love like no one ever had, how was he able to pretend he didn’t know you? Months pretending you were just a new face, that he knew things about you by chance. He wasn’t any better than the others in this room.

"Don't come near me," you wrapped your arms around yourself, feeling the cold of your fingers spreading through your arms. A strand of your hair fell over your face as you looked down, its pale color, as white as snow, shining brightly in the sunlight coming through the windows. Every part of you began to tremble, to the point of being unable to stand. Your chest hurt, and your throat felt dry and tight. Panic was starting to take over your body. It was too much for you. "No... please, don’t come near me again..."

Jungkook, the only person in the room who had truly been honest with you, rushed to your side, trying to steady you as your legs gave way. He was halfway there when a spike of ice shot up from the floor, its tip pointing directly at his brow, sharp enough to pierce his skull, fast enough to have ended his life in that instant. "What...?"

Your hands were firmly placed on the floor, your gaze fixed on them. They looked different, they didn’t seem like yours. They were still small, still looked weak, but their color, your nails, looked different. The veins in your hands – and probably throughout your body – glowed a bright white, your skin was much paler than usual, and your nails had grown, sharpened, and their translucent blue color made them appear to be made of ice.

"Her hair!" you heard Soyeon scream. With your still trembling hand, you took a strand of your hair, the same one you had brushed this morning, the one that was supposed to be dark brown, now white. You noticed that as you touched your hair, the pads of your fingers began to cover themselves with a whitish frost, covering most of your fingers.

"Your Highness!" Jiwon rushed toward you, but before he could reach you, you stood up with the little strength you had left and ran toward the door leading to the main hallway. Your entire body felt heavy, alien to you, it was hard to run this way, but you had to do it, you didn’t know what else you were capable of in this unstable state.

Name in process… | Jeon Jungkook

Synopsis: Have you ever loved someone so intensely that just the simple act of exchanging glances with them makes your whole body tremble, your breath quicken, and your heart stop? Have you ever had the chance to meet someone with whom you’ve had such an overwhelming connection that it feels like all the books you’ve read about love finally make sense? You were sure that most people would say yes, that there was someone, a long time ago, who made them feel that suffocating sensation; but just as you were sure everyone had experienced this, you also knew that all those relationships never lasted, perhaps they never even started in the first place. It was simply that—a fleeting experience, a feeling that would remain deep within their hearts, with the hope that someday, they would feel that same love again in the future, and that it would have a happy ending, like in fairy tales.

Sadly for all those people, including yourself, fairy tales were simply that—fairy tales. Fantastical stories that make you feel they’re real, but in the end, they’re just stories.

That’s how you remembered your relationship with Jungkook. Something unreal, fantastic, like a fairy tale. It was fleeting, but full of emotions so strong that they still followed you to this day; full of memories you could still vividly relive through your dreams. He was, is, and probably always will be the only man you ever truly loved, and you were so painfully aware of that fact that, no matter how hard you tried, no relationship you ever had came even close to what you had with him.

I have more, but I feel it's already too collapsed KSKKDDKKASJD sorry.

I said I could invite some of my moots to do the same, so I'm going for my two favs of favs, my protégés, the loves of my life @thunderg and @kookiewithluv.

[nausicaamusiclover20]

Heaven beside you💫

It had always been me and Kirk. From the moment we met, we just clicked, like two souls who somehow found their way to each other. Kirk was the calm, quiet type, always lost in his music. He had this deep, soulful presence about him, and I think that’s what drew me in right from the start. We weren’t childhood friends, but once we met, it felt like we’d known each other forever.

He was the one who introduced me to the guys—James, Lars, and Cliff. Together, they formed a band, and that’s when everything changed. James, the frontman, had this magnetic energy about him, full of life and confidence. Everyone in the room seemed to fall under his spell, including me. It wasn’t long before James and I were together, and for a while, I thought I was living the dream. But I didn’t realize that the real dream had always been standing right beside me in Kirk.

Things with James started out like a perfect storm—wild and exciting, full of passion and unpredictability. I loved it at first. I loved being part of the world he created, a world filled with music, late-night shows, and wild parties. But James lived in the fast lane, and the faster we went, the more I started to feel like I was losing myself.

Kirk saw it. He never said anything, but I could feel the weight of his gaze on me whenever I was with James. I could feel how much it hurt him to watch me get lost in something that wasn’t good for me. Still, he never pushed me. He just stayed by my side, waiting.

Everything came crashing down one night after a gig. James had been distant for weeks, disappearing after shows, caught up in the whirlwind of the band's growing fame. That night, as I stood outside waiting for him, I saw him in the alley, wrapped around some girl. They were laughing, his hands all over her in a way that made my stomach turn.

I didn’t confront him. I didn’t scream or make a scene. I just walked away.

I found myself at the apartment the guys shared. It was a cramped, messy place, but it had always felt like a second home to me. Kirk was out back, strumming his guitar under the stars, his face illuminated by the soft glow of the night. The sight of him there, so peaceful, so steady, made the ache in my chest even worse.

He looked up as I approached, his brow furrowed with concern. “Hey,” he said softly, setting his guitar aside. “What happened?”

I sat down next to him, staring up at the stars, trying to hold back the tears. “I saw him,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “With someone else.”

Kirk didn’t say anything at first. He just sat there, his presence warm and grounding. After a moment, he sighed, his voice gentle. “I’m sorry. You deserve so much more than that.”

I looked over at him, my heart heavy. “Why didn’t you ever say anything? Why didn’t you tell me what was going on?”

He met my gaze, his eyes soft and filled with a kind of emotion I had never noticed before—something deeper than friendship. “Because I couldn’t,” he said quietly. “I couldn’t tell you how I felt when you were with him.”

I felt a rush of warmth spread through me as I held his gaze, realizing how much I had missed. “I was so stupid,” I admitted, my voice shaking. “I didn’t see you were in love with me. If I had paid more attention, I could have noticed it. But I was so wrapped up in James and his world that I didn’t see what was right in front of me.”

Kirk took my hands in his, his touch sending a shiver down my spine. “I’ve loved you for so long,” he admitted, his voice thick with emotion. “I tried to keep it to myself because I didn’t want to lose you, but it’s been so hard watching you with him.”

My breath caught in my throat as his words sank in. All this time, Kirk had been in love with me, and I hadn’t even seen it. I had been so caught up in James’s world that I missed what was right in front of me.

“I never knew that all along, heaven was right beside me,” I whispered, my heart racing.

With my heart racing, I leaned in, planting a soft kiss on his lips—a tentative brush at first, but then something ignited between us. I felt his hands tighten around mine, pulling me closer as the kiss deepened, turning passionate and urgent. It was as if all the unspoken feelings between us were finally breaking free, and I kissed him back with the same intensity, realizing that I had been waiting for this too, even if I hadn’t known it.

When we finally pulled apart, we were both breathless, our foreheads resting together as we sat in the quiet of the night. Kirk whispered, “You know, they say sometimes you have to look to the stars to find your way back home.”

I smiled, the warmth of his words wrapping around me like a soft embrace. “Maybe heaven isn’t a place we go, but a feeling we find with the people we love.”

Kirk nodded, his eyes shining as he brushed a strand of hair behind my ear. I took a deep breath, feeling the weight of my words. “You know, heaven is beside you, Kirk. It always has been.”

His expression softened, a mix of surprise and joy lighting up his face. “You really mean that?”

“I do,” I replied softly, my heart swelling as I gazed into his eyes.

As we sat there under the vast expanse of stars, I felt a sense of peace wash over me. This was a new beginning—a love that had always been there, waiting for the right moment to blossom. Together, we would navigate whatever came next, knowing that we had each other.

[unabashednightmarepizza]

𝑆ℎ𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑤 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐵𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑠, 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑆𝑢𝑟𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑒

Tagging: @augustwithquills , @bloody-mf-bsc

Liked by freddycarter1, benbarnes, vancityreynolds and 5,897,655 others

Y/N Y/L/N: This man unsettles me. Why the hell do you smile at me like a proud kid looking at his mom for praise?

We filmed the most gut-wrenching, soul-wrecking traumatic scene for your character.

You just know what you will be doing to the fans. You know their pain, and enjoy it and they are gonna come after you for therapy bills. Hope you are rich.

View 657,564 comments

User5: Freddy is just a sneaky cat. That's it. That's my comment.

User7: I don't wanna know the scene... yet again I have a guess .

User9: There is water... And Kaz's trauma includes water... We are, guys, once again...

User6: doomed. As usual.

User4: It's usual at this point, like I can't go on with my day without at least one tiny bit of drama

User3: Once again, mother Y/N is right. We all hope you are rich ASF Freddy.

freddycarter1: I could make Y/N pay for them?? She is the reason you guys cry

Y/N Y/L/N: don't bring me into this, Freddy. It's your fault, you have to deal with it. Or... I can tell your wife that you are bullying me😎

freddycarter1: you wouldn't dare! My wife loves me!

Y/N Y/L/N: Maybe... Not as much as me tho😉

User12: the way Y/N doesn't just conquer the women cast members' hearts but the male cast's wives as well...

User5: Teach us where this rizz comes from Y/N!

User6: Just Y/N and Ben casually making us fall in love with them

Liked by benbarnes, freddycarter1, amita_suman, jessie_mei_li and 6,573,435 others

Y/N Y/L/N: More memes!

1. Freddy is my one true love, and more attentive and mature and cares more about me.( this is definetly not my amazing,handsome, attentive and bullied boyfriend whom I should pay more attention to.)

2. This is what I was talking about! Look at hım and tell me you wouldn't immediately accept whatever mindblowing War crime he wants to commit together?

3. The only surprise element here is that I paid for the tickets... Even if they were the ones who went to to cinema.

View 566,564 comments

User1: Ben is being a gremlin again by taking her phone... Again.

Y/N Y/L/N: See? Everyone else is very mad at you benbarnes 😒

User5: Y/N show some love to poor boi 😭

User9: Ben is struggling so much djsjsh

User8: he is like a puppy following her around dnjd Have you seen the BTS of shadow and bone? He is always looming behind her and looking over her shoulder to get a glimpse 🥹🤭

User4: We love men who respects and shows his love openly to their lover😎

User6: Istg they want me to put a toast in the tub and live there like that by how cute they are being... look at her giggles and wide smile through her Insta posts after they got together and say otherwise

User9: They really are the best for each other and they are so cute, so supportive of each other and you can also see the Ben's grin is wider and shinier too!

User14: Being the "sugar mommy" of them is Y/N's fate now...

freddycarter1: I didn't hear any complaints from her.

User2: She has all the tittles now, the only one missing is... The Milf 💫

User14: That could change at any moment and we wouldn't know...

User3: 😳

Y/N Y/L/N: First all, no one can be like me... Or else you would be in constant hunger because you two can't cook to save your lives.

benbarnes: my cooking isn't that bad... Right?

Y/N Y/L/N: Could have been worse.

User6: Y/N does he use that kicked puppy eyes on you too?

Y/N Y/L/N: Whenever he wants kisses... Which means all the time. But I have no complaints, I love kissing hım.

User6: So it works?

Y/N Y/L/N: It works wonders.

Liked by benbarnes, freddycarter1,zendaya and 6,899,790 others

Y/N Y/L/N: Not my fault that they are living moods

1: Me, when they show me the most shocking, spectacular,eye-burning, gut-wrenching,soul-wrecking, traumatic script ever

2. Also me, whenever I look at my boys. And yes, though I always say I hate them here, I love them all so much. I'd probably commit arson for them if they asked but... Yeah.

3. Yes, you saw it right. He took my phone again 😑Like,why do you have your's if you always use mine?

View 678,768 comments

freddycarter1: does that script include us??

Y/N Y/L/N: I don't know...😳🤐

jacktwolfe: I say we give her candy she loves so she can't resist and then take the script and run away when she isn't looking 😊

Y/N Y/L/N: Jack what the fuck? Get out of your Wylan head.

User5: I'M BEGGING IN THE NAME OF OUR LORD AND SAVIOUR, Y/N HAVE MERCY ON OUR SOULS😭

User8: indeed, we finally saw that she had a heart and It's full of love for the boys too... Just not as much as the women

freddycarter1: mind you, this is the best thing that had ever been told to me... I STILL prefer Ben tho

Y/N Y/L/N: All my hardwork was for nothing... But legit anyways, I'd choose my baby too

User5: does it ever bother how Freddy is just you in another font, Y/N?

Y/N Y/L/N: He can do all he wants... I'm the only one who sees Ben in... different light🤭

User6: HOLY SMOKES-

User9: Y/N just casually dropping hints on their private life is just... Golden djsndbdv

User1: Fr she and Freddy are fighting for Ben's hand jddjjd

User7: Considering the rest of the books and knowing all the scenes by heart now... And adding Y/N cinematography...

User1: we're doomed.

User6: Will go and make a confession to the local church now, for the person I'll become when that happens

Y/N Y/L/N: Calahan is keeping me in a headlock so that I would backdown from my heart-tearing plans... I HAVE YOUR PICTURES WITH A TIARA AND TUTUS, FREDDY AND CALAHAN! Don't make me share them

User5: Poor Y/N... Keep doing it Calahan, just a few more minutes, I live close to her. I can just grab that script and run away

freddycarter1: benbarnes please leash your chihuahua of a girlfriend before we spoil your plans

Y/N Y/L/N: what surprise? Ben is planning something behind my back?? benbarnes, what do you have to defend yourself? 🤨

benbarnes: I will kill you when I'm done running from my girlfriend, Carter...

Y/NandBen.fanpage: GUYS GUYS GUYS, I THINK IT'S FINALLY HAPPENING OMG-

Liked by benbarnes, shadowandbone, amita_suman, jessie_mei_li, blakelively, tchalamet and 9,896,798 others

Y/N Y/L/N: GUESS WHO IS BECOMING A BARNES?🤭

Oh, and @ user3? You are a Seer, that's for sure. Thank you for calling dibs on our marriage, lovie!

And to everyone who always said we were cheaters: İt must SUCK to be with yall because you don't trust your lovers! 😎🫳🎤

View 998,789 comments

benbarnes: You are so beautiful, my ex-girlfriend...

Y/N Y/L/N: Stop saying that, idiot... And, oh... I am beautiful? 🥹🤭

User6: OMG CRYING, SHITTING TEARS WTF THIS IS SO CUTE DJDJSJS

User9: Y/N and Ben are both melting for each other and OMG I'm crying too 🥹

User5: for a fact, I just know that these two cried and still is crying tons while cuddling and reading our messages

Y/N Y/L/N: Do you have cameras in our house??

User7: SOMEONE MAKE SURE USER3 IS ALIVE BECAUSE GOD KNOWS I WOULDN'T BE IF BEN AND Y/N MENTIONED ME

User3: I'M INDEED NOT OKAY I'M ALIVE BUT BARELY BREATHING WTF I WASN'T EXPECTING THIS

User6: YOU ARE LIVING OUR DREAMS!! *shake shoulder harshly* HOW DOES IT FEEL LIKE TO BE THE IT GIRL?!

User8: Someone keep that fucking hater away from here or else there will be millions, including celebrities, who will throw hands!

User2: I think they will not be here because if mother Y/N dissed me like that, I would have found a hole and never get out.

User5: When I tell you I am at my granny's funeral and trying so hard to control my giggles... THE FIGHT IS REAL

User8: We have a holy knight here, hang in there sis! We still need to see their wedding photos!

User10: what's even funnier is that "Ben Barnes I hope you can fight" tag is trending in Twitter lol

blakelively: look at that excited smile! Finally, you are joining the married life! Welcome to club 🤭

User4: Today folks, we all can rest in peace for we achieved what we always wanted for 3 years 😌

amita_suman: beautiful people ❤️ Love you both so much!

freddycarter1: Does that mean we call her Barnes too?

jessie_mei_li: Yes, since they are the mom and dad 😒 Is that even a question?

kittheyounger: we are all united under one holy flag: The Barnes' Holy Kingdom

User15: After 3 years, Ben Barnes finally put that ring on her finger. A day to celebrate for years to come indeed.

tchalamet: Congrats to my favourite director!

Y/N Y/L/N: Don't let Greta hear that Ti 😉

tchalamet: she would say the exact same

User17: DAYUMN THAT RING IS THE SAME SIZE AS MY HEAD HOW RICH ARE YOU BEN?!

User16: Just like that, we achieved it. Now, there is one last thing needed: A mini Ben-Y/N

[ggyutarist]

A Mask, Bedecked in White Crystals ✧˖°.

(Halloween Special!)

💫: Beomgyu x GN Reader

Content: Masquerade ball and you dance with Beomgyu yahay!! Strangers to ??? to enemies.

‼️: Use of knife (but no one is stabbed). Slight cursing.

WC: 2.1k (oh my god i yapped.)

A/N: hehe short (not short) halloween special!! all i ever write about is beomgyu lmfao sorry. this is lowkey cliche and lame but like…who cares..ykyk. Its fine. Idk if this counts as halloween lols. Not sure if I should tag it as fluff or angst. Well its not fluff so angst ig?? But its not rlly sad. I think?… idk you guys give the verdict. not proofread sorry😞 (bru gotta put this below here bc its too long and yall wont see the actual summary help)

The annual All Hallows’s Eve Ball has arrived once again. Hosted on the 31st of October, the lavish and fancy would be invited to come in the most extravagant gowns and suits. They would be encouraged as well to adorn their faces with masks that were dipped in saturated colors.

Too saturated, you thought. You managed to bag yourself an invite, not that it was difficult. You were always invited every year. It’s just this year, you have to attend. Let’s say…there’s a few matters that needs to be addressed. 

Though, back to the topic at hand, how do these overly bright colors not hurt anyone’s eyes? Some of them will be far too egoistic and come in the most obnoxiously fancy dresses you’ve ever seen. They act as if they’re attention-seeking harlots who constantly need eyes at them or else they’ll die. You tsk at the behavior of some people but it is what it is, unfortunately. The world was doomed from the very start so might as well get rid of those who make it worse.

Twisting the glass in your hand, you bring it up to your face to watch the drink whirl around. Well, it was certainly a better taste than last year. A bit more sweeter side but still leaving a strong taste on your tongue. Despite all this, you yawn due to your lack of interest in this ball. It’s the same thing every year, honestly. No wonder why people usually bring a plus one. The inexorable desire of humans for connections with others, you sigh at it. Let’s be real here. They’re just setting themselves up for a heartbreak. Let it be a heartbreak from the betrayal of a romantic interest—or fallouts from friendships.

You gave up on those long, long ago. Why would you or anyone for the matter, set themselves up for a relationship that’s bound to fail? That’s just blatantly stupid. You wouldn’t blame them if it were their first time, of course. How would they foresee that? A second time would be understandable because we all give second chances in life. A third is questionable but still tame. Maybe they’re just too desperate for that person. A fourth and beyond though…now that’s just wrong. They must be let go of. Before long, they’ll just do more harm than good.

But maybe, in this world where trust is lost easily, there are just some who turns out to be overly desperate. Perhaps, they lost everything to the point that this certain someone is their only reason left to live.  You made sure to never stoop down that low. You learned to live for no one else but yourself. Looking around, guess not all learns that. It was difficult, yes, considering you valued others’ worth more than your own but this world is just shit, okay? It’s just really that bad that you lost all care for the rest of them. This world is so, so big but others just make it seem so small and suffocating. It’s like they’re stealing all the air for themselves and leaving the rest to collect dust. 

Who knows? It could be the reason you ended up with a job like this. To rid this world of mistakes and burdens. No, not those who feel like a mistake and burden. We’re all insecure at some point in life, it’s okay. The only ones you shall discard of would be those who proved themselves as a hindrance to the bettering of this earth. Are you evil for this? Perhaps, depending on the person asked. If you were to answer this…it’s simple. You are merely a human getting rid of evil counterparts. 

The line between good and bad may seem to have blurred but it’s alright. Whatever brings the saving of this world, you will do. Even if it throws a few morals out the window. I mean, what’s the bad thing here? Disposing of, mind you, evil people? Without them, this place we live on will be so much better. What’s the reason to keep them? They’ll only make everyone’s lives miserable. But of course, not all sees through that. That’s why you’re here. You will so graciously lend your services and discard of them. Throw them to the fires of hell and make them repent for their sins.

You’re not Satan on earth, no. You only serve as the bridge between earth and hell. You guide these low-lives and then let the demon decide of their fate down there.

The sudden music change brings you back to this earth that you dread so much, snapping you out of your thoughts. You sigh, looks like everyone’s going for a dance. You can’t be bothered so you resort to staring down at your drink again, hidden away in some corner. Your mask slips off the bridge of your nose, prompting you to push it back up again. Once you do so, you lift up your head to find someone approaching you. Okay…that’s bad. You didn’t want to attract any form of attention on you so why is this guy going here??

He stops a few feet away from you and gracefully bows a 90 degrees. While keeping still, he holds out his hand, eyes peeking out of his masked face to yours as a silent invitation. You contemplate. Well, this is certainly random…but why the fuck not? He seems nice. Did a bow, left space between you two, and he’s pretty. Yes, there’s a mask but shhh. It’s quite obvious he’s pretty under that…thing that’s covering his face. Not like this was against the rules for you. All you had to do was do the job properly. This won’t be an inconvenience, right?

You press your fingertips against his own before sliding your hand down to his palm. He wraps his fingers around your hand and pulls you close. You take note of how warm his hand seems to be. It could just be you though. Been a while since you’ve done this so your skin could just be burning up from the close proximity. Right?…

You come back, once again, to earth as you feel your hand being lifted up to the air. You turn your head towards him and sees him give you a thin-lipped smile with whisker dimples.

Cute…

You’re seriously not falling for a stranger right now, are you? You mentally shake your head and prop your other hand on his shoulder, likewise his hand found itself on your waist. He guides you both to join the rest on the dance floor, full of dresses twirling and shoes clacking against the polished floor. 

And so…you danced. Miraculously, you haven’t stepped on each other’s shoes yet or rather you on his. He seemed experienced, decently enough that is. You managed to follow his footwork to the beat of the notes, spinning around at just the perfect time. He stretched out his arm before pulling you back to him again, trapping you both in a constant spin.

While the world was nothing more than a motion blurred, he remained the center of your vision. It’s only been a good amount of minutes, so why does it feel like you knew him since forever? The way the hands feel familiar, the way you somehow recognize his smile…why? You seem to can’t wrap your head around it. Nevertheless, you dance. The dance feels so heavy now that you get some sort of deja vu around this person. What could it possibly be? What—

You feel an elbow bump into you. Turns out you two were too absorbed in this dance that you fell behind the rhythm of the others. You watch him bow his head quickly, muttering a sorry to the other pair before turning his head to whisk you away.

It could be you. It could really be you but you just can’t seem to miss the mole that lies on his cheek. There’s no way. There’s just simply no way it’s him. You glance up to his eyes, ones that still looking away to find you both a space on this crowded dance floor. His lashes, it can’t be missed. They’re considerably longer than most people. So…could it be him?

You grip his hand tighter and start leading the dance yourself. Just trying to see something, you keep that repeating in your mind. You start taking the dance a bit too seriously, making him amused at the contortion of your face to focus. A giggle emits from his lips and your heart drops. Full on drops to the pit of your stomach. That giggle is too recognizable. You quickly look for a secluded place and led him there. Obviously, he’s extremely confused like haha…why are we going behind a random pillar at the side of the ballroom?

Each step broke a piece of your heart. How? How could’ve you fallen for him again? Is this not the same person who continuously broke your damned heart? Even as a stranger, you still managed to somehow keep a memory of him with you. Despite him leaving, you still held desperately onto that red thread that connects you and him. What you only realized far too late was that…yours was tied to your pinky in a pretty bow. While him? He held onto the other end with a loose grip. Pfft, he only needed you for his own selfish reasons.

You scoffed. You scoffed at your own stupidity. Maybe, perhaps…you weren’t as different as any other. In this world, we are all humans who are doomed to have this trivial shit called feelings. The desperation, at this point, is inevitable. The longing, as much as you hate to admit it, is rooted deep into your heart. You can’t dig it out as much as you want to. The only best thing you could do is keep piling things on it till it’s out of sight. Out of sight, out of mind. Just pray…it won’t get unearthed somehow.

Unfortunately for you, that’s what happened today. All your memories with this…bastard…got unearthed when it’s meant to be buried deep into your soul. It’s heavy to carry but whatever gets it out of the way. 

You still liked him. You still liked him.

Tears threaten to spill out of your eyes but you stop it. You cried too many times over him to the point you learned how to dry it without excessive blinking. Never again shall you show such a weak and pitiful side of yourself. It only brings hurt than comfort. A place filled with numbness…is better than a place filled with hurt and no one to provide you comfort.

You pulled him in behind the pillar along with you. All sense of love and genuine contentment from the dance are gone. No, you will not let him give you empty promises of happiness again. So to avoid that, you turn him around forcefully and shove him up against the pillar, eliciting a pained groan from him. 

He opens his mouth to retort but before that even happens…

You slowly bring out something sharp, something meticulously cleaned just for this situation that is unfolding before you. You slide the spine of the knife against his back, not sharp enough to cut skin but definitely enough to create goosebumps. You giggle at the tensing of his body and breath hitching, making you all the more tempted to slide the sharp object down his spine.

To the floor, the shadow of you two may seem like you’re still absorbed in the dance you’re sharing with him. A strange yet familiar feeling blossoming in your chest to which the dance attempted to pour out. But to the wall, the shadow consists of you trapping him with no way out with a weapon against his back. One wrong move from him and the said weapon will take his precious life. You’re certain he wouldn’t want that but just to be sure…

You lean in and whisper a moniker that maybe not all who attended this ball know. Maybe he wanted to be known by a less common appellation but that wouldn’t work on you.

“You and your cowardice. Going after a fake name still?”

You’re met with an unnerving silence. Though, you digress. This continued silence just proves all the more that you found him. You drag the knife up his back painstakingly slow. Once it reaches the back of his head where the strings lie, you slash it in one fell swoop. A mask, bedecked in white crystals, falls to the ground with a thud. That mask no longer belongs to him; just like his dignity.

“You know you’re done for once you see me, Choi Beomgyu.”

A/N: happy halloween!!😸😸 (we’ll ignore the fact that idk what i was writing). this one sucked so badly but its aight. consider it a cliffhanger so…potential part 2…if you guys want.

rushed bc gotta post on actual halloween😔

[yolli-es]

StarGuardianAU!Jinx × FemReader. Part 2💫💫

I COULDN'T FIT IT IN 1 PART, SORRY 🙌🏻

I've read these posts a thousand times already, but I'm still not sure about the content. English is not my native language, thank you for understanding

After that, you couldn't tear yourself away from each other. Jinx wasn't afraid to go anywhere with you anymore. Again, she doesn't give a shit about the opinions of idiots around her. The main thing is that you know the truth.

Jinx wasn't embarrassed when everyone stared at your duet in public places. You tried to imitate her in this.

Damn, you were addicted to her.

You started spending time together outside of school. Jinx constantly drags you to her house.

You especially remember the sleepover when Jinx first showed you her Kuro and Shiro! Those chubby guys were just as in love with you as you were with them. Even Shiro, who doesn't express any emotions, can smile at you on your first meeting.

Jinx, by the way, doesn't know what kind of animals they are. She likes to think they're a rare breed of alien cat-dog. You support her in this.

These cuties could become invisible at any moment. This is necessary to always be close to their owner and in a moment of urgent need to help her save the universe.

Only their owner, Jinx, could see these animals at any time.

After your acquaintance with the chubby ones, you ask Jinx to show you them every time

Things were great between you two, but you hated the slander against Jinx. People kept thinking she was horrible, which you really didn't like.

That's why, when Lux and the others couldn't handle Zoe's new pet, you convinced Jinx to step in.

Jinx wanted to help them, because despite the harsh words she still considered them friends. However, it seemed to her that everyone would turn on her again because of the explosions and other things. She did not intend to make things worse for them. That yours admiring look and short conversation finally convinced her to intervene.

Well, her spectacular appearance did not go unnoticed. Magic and glitter didn't help the Star Guardians, so heavy magical explosions saved not only the girls, but the entire city.

People finally shut up and recognized Jinx as worthy of the powers of starlight. Lux also apologized publicly, which helped a lot.

They discussed everything later, alone. Lux was truly ashamed, but Jinx didn't seem to care. She wasn't angry anymore, not when that fight allowed her to meet you.

So, Jinx is back on the team, and no one is whining about her little love of destruction. Still, she does all this work to protect her loved ones. Even if in such a weird way.

You were proud of her, and, believe me, she was no less proud of herself. You're dealing with Jinx, after all.

Sometimes you spoil her with too much attention.

You also learned that Jinx is incredibly strong. And that's a hindrance. Of course, you felt it during your first embrace, but under the surge of feelings, you did not pay due attention.

She herself didn't know about it. Until you have a huge bruise on your skin from her weak push on your shoulder. She is ashamed of it, and she won't stop apologizing.

The power of starlight made her much stronger than any human, and her fighting style allowed her to compete with other Guardians in this.

Now she has to control the force of her pressure. When she took your hand, she did it very carefully.

Your relationship began spontaneously. You found yourself not far from a Star Guardians brawl. Noticing you in the crowd, Jinx's blood boiled. She had never been so serious and careful.

As the creature headed your way, you learned another amazing thing. When Jinx has a lot of adrenaline in her blood, wings appear behind her back. Just for a few seconds while her little animals merge into one giant rocket. One black and one white. You knew her tattoo was there for a reason!

You have never seen anything more beautiful and dangerous. No threat to life could ruin this moment for you.

It ended well, as always, but not for Jinx. She went into hysteria when she found herself next to you, right after everything had calmed down and the danger had passed. She looked at you over and over, breathing heavily.

You said you were fine, but she wouldn't calm down. You couldn't think of anything better than to grab her face with your hands and pull her closer.

Jinx kissed you without thinking twice. It came out a little rude, even though she tried not to overdo it, but you didn't care. You answered with pleasure.

And so, in the light of flashing cameras and the embarrassing glances of her team, you "announced" the beginning of your relationship.

After such a hot start, your couple was not left alone. You were often photographed and filmed, and something stupid was shouted at you. 

Tell Jinx you hate it, and they'll be gone in a few seconds.

Otherwise, your relationship has been unusually calm. Jinx is very active and inquisitive, but if you want silence, she won't mind. Will you tell her something, like at the very beginning of your relationship?

She still loves listening to you and can't stand other people's chatter.

You also take pleasure in taking care of her hair.

Your first time having sex wasn't planned.

You were brushing her hair when you suddenly thought that riding her was a good idea.

Jinx held on for quite a while. She wanted to touch, taste, and listen. It was only a matter of time before her desire overcame her fear.

You found yourself under her.

Jinx started out very confident, very in her style. But then she started to lose her head, blush, and huff and puff awkwardly.

This is as much a first-time experience for her as it is for you.

She was very careful with you. Every movement of her hand was controlled.

Jinx couldn't relax at first due to excessive control of one's movements. It was bad, but you didn't mind.

The friction against each other, although so awkward, was pleasant.

When you were able to cum from this, Jinx was delighted.

You definitely liked it, until it dawned on you that Jinx hadn't finished.

She said it was okay, but you just had to make her relax.

She didn't let you finish what you started that day.

After that, struggling with your embarrassment, you pestered Jinx when you both were alone. Not too pushy, and the girl could always say "no" to you.

Jinx never said this.

After a couple of months of physical contact (not always a sexual type), Jinx was able to relax.

You definitely won't be prepared for such a high libido. Jinx won't leave you alone. She's been holding back for a long time, and now she wants to take hers back.

Her hands did everything themselves, gently and easily, just the way you like it.

She loves to slowly run her fingers down your stomach, but she never touches your pussy so fast.

Try to rub yourself against her hands, and she will remove them from your body.

She also didn't forget about your breasts, often "accidentally" running her fingernail over your nipple.

When she undresses you, she can't help but let out a quiet squeak. Your body is her second blessing. No, starlight be damned, you were the first.

Jinx also loves kissing. It's always dirty, she's very impatient.

Speaking of which, Jinx starts with two fingers at once.

The pace is also not kind to your body, get ready to squirm and beg for her to be slower. She won't listen.

But if you hug her around the neck and gently rub your cheeks against hers? Okay, she'll slow down. 

She melts at any tenderness yours offers her. But this does not mean that she will be unhappy with rude treatment. 

Don't be shy about scratching and biting Jinx. Her body regenerates quickly, so forget about restraint and just grab her like it's your last time.

Don't pull her hair while she's between your legs.

Forget it; Jinx will let you do it. But please, not too much. You're unlikely to be able to pull them out, but it's a big distraction from her lunch.

She also doesn't mind if you choke her for a short time.

Jinx won't do this to you. Don't even try.

Any other even slightly cruel games in sex on you are also prohibited.

Want to take the initiative? She will be happy to obey you.

But don't even try to tease her longer than necessary or tell her what to do.

Her pride will not allow her to torment her longer than she wants.

Sorry, but even in this position, Jinx is dominant.

Her weak spot is her back, right on the spot of her tattoo. Stroke, scratch, or kiss; she will respond to everything very willingly. 

Jinx will moan loudly and expect the same from you. 

"Come on, you can be louder. You don't want me to press harder, do you?"

The sounds of your pussy excite her no less.

She teases like hell, but she would never do anything that you wouldn't like.

Due to Jinx's work and hard studies, sometimes you can't see each other for a long time. She can't stand it and fucks herself with her fingers until her hand gets tired and and her throat will start to hurt from moaning your name.

She tries to mimic your movements, but it almost never works.

Jinx doesn't like doing it, but the itch of dissatisfaction slowly eats her from the inside.

She'll never tell you, but her biggest sexual fantasy is having sex with you near school. In the very place where you first met.

In her head, it's mostly romantic but also very creepy. You won't do it.

She also has a little secret that she has never told you about: Kuro and Shiro saw everything you did with each other. Every time.

Jinx tried to chase them away, but they just don't understand what she wants from them.

At the same time, it never bothered her.

But you will definitely be embarrassed, and after this confession, you will definitely not be able to fuck anymore. 

You might die of shame.

She adores you, loves you, and cares for you. In a variety of ways

PART ONE: StarGuardianAU!Jinx × FemReader

THANK YOU FOR READING! I understand if you couldn't read even 1 of my posts about this. You might think it would be easier to write a fanfic about it. No, it's not easier to me 🥹🤚

I didn't plan to become an author here, but I have a couple more ideas 😋

[lovely-lauren-arts]

Bro lauren for me school starts in like 1 - 2 weeks and istg I am NOT ready to go back😭 And I'll tell you why

1. ALL of our breaks were shortened for NO REASON except for our like 2 months of after schools over.

2. The boys there. the first 'skibidi sigma alpha male ohio skibidi toilet' I hear from one of them I'm throwing myself out the window.

3. My sister won't be at the middle school anymore since she's a year ahead of me (She's been held back a few times though).

4. Mrs. Ma-rude-ass. (Nickname for a rude, strict and idiotic teacher we have.)

And so you don't kill me ill ask some questions.

1. How was school for you? If you feel like sharing, not forcing.

2. did any of the obe parents go to school?

3. Who owns the orphanage that beatrice and dolly were sent to?

4. how is your toe and your cat?

5. Do you know the music artist 'Yaelokre'?

Anyways hope you are ok, I'll stop my yap now.

1. Yeah they don't care. School is designed to create little workers. Don't let it suck out your creativity and imagination.

2. When I went to school, all the boys were shouting DEEZ NUTS but I bet it's even more brainrot now.

3. L

4. I had a very horrible, grumpy teacher and everyone called her Miss. Creature because that's what her last name sounded like.

1. School was fine. It could've gone a lot worse but also, I wish I could go back in time to redo it. I always felt a sense of isolation despite having a few friends.

I was in secondary school during 2011-2016. My friend, lets call him Biz, was a full on anime-lover and brony 🦄. He was kind creepy but he was a good friend. Most of my friends were a little quirky. But I haven't seen or talked to any of them since school.

Bullying wasn't really an issue. I did get some people say things to me and one girl even tried to fight me once because I had accidentally tripped her up but other than that, it wasn't as bad as I had prepared myself for it to be. But I didn't get the typical teenage experience since I didn't exactly fit in.

2. Yes but I don't have any information about that since it's not a focus.

3. A woman named Margaret. More about her will come soon.

4. Toe is getting better, thanks. I can walk better now but not for too long. And all the cats are good.

5. Yeah, kinda. I love that Harpy Hare song. But I haven't listened to anything else from the artist.

Hope you're ok too 💫

[jdorian]

2023 Writing Round-Up 💫

• 15 fics / 138.6k words posted; out of which 8 fics / 67.8k were buddie

Phew, it's been such a productive year, especially the second half, thank you for everyone who tagged along for the ride!! 🤗

(also I'm doing it in reverse order because... well if you know, you know 😪)

•December•

we’ve got something permanent (i mean in the way we care) [buddie, 7.1k, Explicit]

Buck has baby fever and it’s Eddie’s job to give him what he wants. Kind of.

Keep My Heart Warm In Yours [buddie, 18.5k, Mature]

Christopher decides that he wants to go skiing, Buck makes it happen and the cabin at the foot of the mountains turns out to be quite the romantic backdrop for their little getaway.

Of Love, Hospital Jitters And Christmas Lights [buddie, 6.3k, Teen + Up]

Eddie and Buck end up in the hospital waiting room a few days before Christmas.

You Ring, I Drool [buddie, 8.6k, Explicit]

5+1 times Buck reminds Eddie of a dog // alternatively; the one in which Eddie accidentally conditions Buck to beg for treats

If This Is What The Season Is Bringing [buddie, 2k, Teen + Up]

Buck and Eddie made a promise after Eddie decided to leave the 118 and they finally make good on it this Christmas.

•November•

Out Of Order, Still In Line [buddie, 6.2k, Explicit]

When Buck finally gets to the Clinic, the long awaited release doesn’t seem to come; cue Eddie to the rescue.

'Cause I'm still seeing colours that are red (If I close my chest and let it take me) [steddie, 11.4k, Explicit]

Ever since they came back from the Upside Down, Steve has been struggling on rainy days, but Eddie’s there to provide support and a maybe even a little more than that. - Project #182 of Steddie Bigbang 2023

How It Was Meant To Be [steddie, <1k, Gen]

Steve's casually calling Eddie 'baby' all the time, without even registering what he’s doing.

•October•

I Was Betting On Forever (But Forever Comes And Goes) [buddie, 4k, Teen + Up]

Eddie gets a call from Buck in the middle of the night and it’s about as bad as one would expect.

It gets better, it gets worse [steddie, 52.7k, Explicit]

Steve tried to tell Eddie how he felt, only to get shut down immediately. Now meeting for the first time in a year, they have to figure out how to be around each other.

Coming On Ever So Strong / Coming Off Ever So Soft [buddie, 14.7k, Explicit]

They get drunk, Eddie makes a move and then there is the next morning.

•July•

But where they lay, they cannot stay [radskier, 4.3k, Explicit]

Jaskier comes to Tretogor and meets Radovid for the first time in months, but their reunion is bittersweet given how much everything has changed since they’ve last seen each other.

•May•

Helping hands (are better than praying lips) [steddie, 5.5k, Explicit]

Eddie breaks his arms and Steve is on nurse duty. [cw for watersports]

•February•

Who we are in the dark [steddie, 3.4k, Explicit]

It's their first anniversary and they go to the cinema.

•January•

It might walk like a duck [steddie, 10k, Explicit]

Eddie Munson is a busy man, busy enough to have a planner. Steve misses his friend so he hijacks said planner, learning something unexpected in the process.

Aaand that's all, folks! 💛 Now, here are some tags:

I was tagged by the lovely @wikiangela and @jamespearce9-1-1 thank you~ 💛

(these guys went in so early and I left it for the last minute lmao but just in case you missed their round-ups, you can read them: here and here)

✨tagging (if you've already done it, no worries and still no pressure otherwise either): @malewifediaz @spagheddiediaz @jeeyuns @eddiebabygirldiaz @hippolotamus @daffi-990 @disasterbuckdiaz @nmcggg @thewolvesof1998 @watchyourbuck @theotherbuckley @fortheloveofbuddie @ladydorian05 @rainbow-nerdss

[sly-s-n0nfusion]

Hello octopathers I woke up in the mood to share opinions online so today it's the time to talk about

💫 Erhardt's War Crimes 💫

as well as explaining why I don't, never did, and will never like him as a character

/!\ Disclaimer: I'm not here to judge anyone who likes Erhardt, truly. I'm 100% okay with liking morally gray characters in fiction (and I do myself, as a fan of characters such as Ogen, Oshka, Kaldena and Ceraphina, which are pretty bad/terrible people as well, some of them are much worse than erhardt lol) so if he's your favorite character and your little sopping wet meow meow, that's great (you're also part of like 98% of the octopath fandom so if someone has to be the weird one here that'd be me lol) so this post is completely judgement-free 🙏 /gen

I just felt the need to address the full extent of his actions in game as some sort of reminder because I feel like the actual consequences of those are often overlooked or straight up not acknowledged, also because we see a lot of that in CoTC and many people who played OT1 did not play that one, and because I have seen quite the number of fans out there being like "Erhardt did nothing wrong" or "I'm an Erhardt apologist" or "regicide ain't that bad" when I think what he did was actually pretty bad and here's why!

TW children death, spoilers for Olberic’s story and CoTC Bestower of All

Okay so we can all agree with the fact that what happened to him was horrible. Man had to watch his hometown (and family, too) perish in a fire while Hornburg did nothing to help and he's been indoctrinated since he was just a child by Werner, who we know as being great at manipulating and inducing fear in people. Like no wonder he wanted revenge.

In Ot1 we only see him killing King Alfred and thus causing the fall of the whole kingdom of Hornburg as stated by Olberic at the beginning of his story, and then his "redemption" speech during Olberic's chapters 3 and 4, and that's pretty much it. We aren't exactly told what happened to the people of Hornburg after that.

Well, Champions of The Continent tells us as the fourth chapter of the Bestower of All storyline is set in Hell, where Hornburg and its ghosts still stand. And I say ghosts because those are all that's left of its population, with the exception of a few other NPCs we encounter in game who were lucky enough to flee in time.

Now the part of map we can walk on is quite big but it’s still a small fraction of the Hornburg capital (as we can see from the huge amount of buildings around the castle) and there are approximately 30+ npcs’ souls wandering around the streets, inside the castle and outside the capital (again, they’re just the ones we’re allowed to see)

(Don’t let this image fool you, he’s dead. All of them are dead, he didn’t make it out alive)

The most tragic part of all of this are obviously the souls of two children that can be found in a house, discussing which one of the Twin Blades is stronger. And honestly this piece of dialogue broke my heart

I’m afraid to inform this poor kid’s soul that Erhardt actually played a major role in the events that caused them to get killed.

And this brings me to the conclusion of this saying that no matter how strong Erhardt’s desire for vengeance was, and how manipulated he was, it still doesn’t excuse what he did. “Regicide ain’t that big of a deal” well no it isn’t, but the consequences of it are. I refuse to believe Erhardt didn’t foresee what would happen to all the inhabitants of Hornburg, children included, after he’d killed king Alfred and gave complete access to Werner’s army. Of course the ones who couldn’t flee in time would get killed. Of course he knew, but that wasn’t enough to make him think about stopping his rage.

He’s not a war criminal because he killed a guy with a crown, he’s a war criminal because he sentenced to death the whole population of a capital city and if we had doubt at first, cotc gives us undeniable proof.

Yes he lives hating himself. Yes he does regret all of it. But he had a choice. And yes, being afraid of Werner hunting him down is a solvable problem when you’re at the apex of one of the biggest kingdoms’ military force, he could’ve asked for help if only he spoke. Causing the death of so many innocent people isn’t going to bring his family and hometown back and he knew it.

That’s why I think what he did was, in no way, excusable.

“Erhardt isn’t a villain” doesn’t stick with my view of things.

Now, on to the personal reasons why I don’t like him in particular as a morally gray character lol

And that can be summed up as “Olberic’s first two chapters made a pretty damn good job at making me hate him”

But no for real it has to do with me valuing trust more than anything else in life and having the habit of self-projecting a lot on every character I play. I tend to ask myself “what would I do in this situation, how would I feel” etc, so it came natural to me to wanting to punt Erhardt into the sun instantly as soon as I saw Olberic (the guy that was my main character in his ch1) literally start his story having nightmares and being depressed because of this guy.

Of course it was instant, deep hatred from me I swear I’ve rarely wanted to kill some guy in a jrpg as much as I wanted to make him pay for what he did (even if I knew well that Olberic’s main goal was just to seek answers).

Now imagine my utter disappointment when the game didn’t let me kill him lol (just kidding, of course after his backstory traumadump I ended up sympathizing a bit with him).

Also no, Olberic never forgave him for what he did, as precisely stated by him in his chapter 3, but he does give him another chance to redeem himself because Olberic is a much better person than I am.

I… have been wanting to write this long post for a while now. I hope I didn’t upset anyone with it as that was not my intention. I get why erhardt has so many fans, with the whole emotional trauma he has and his pretty face and fabulous hair, I really do and I don’t think you’re weird for liking him. I just like to ramble about fictional characters from time to time lol

Peace ✌️