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"At that moment they heard a woman scream in the living room. Oh, Christ, Michael thought, it sounded like Tomâs wife. He rushed to the door and opened it. Everybody in the living room was standing. And by the sofa Tom Hagen was holding Theresa close to him, his face embarrassed. Theresa was weeping and sobbing, and Michael realized that the scream he had heard had been her calling out her husbandâs name with joy. As he watched, Tom Hagen disentangled himself from his wifeâs arms and lowered her back onto the sofa. He smiled at Michael grimly. âGlad to see you, Mike, really glad.â He strode into the office without another look at his still-sobbing wife. He hadnât lived with the Corleone Family ten years for nothing, Michael thought with a queer flush of pride. Some of the old man had rubbed off on him, as it had on Sonny, and he thought, with surprise, even on himself.
From The Godfather novel by Mario Puzo.
#Part of me loves that Michael is proud of Tom#even if it's like He can be a dick to his wife too like a real Corleone!#And part of me thinks poor Theresa#I'll give Tom a pass though#He's just had to talk his way out of being killed#and he did embrace her at first#and he really needs to give them an update asap#but still#Just tell her you'll be back soon#I wish that we'd got more of Theresa in the book#It's obvious that she and Tom genuinely love each other#and have a strong relationship#The Godfather#The Godfather novel#Tom Hagen
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The Boys Preference: Reacting To Your Tattoos
A/N: I have so many ideas for The Boys cast! Be sure to look out for more posts! I'm updating my request list to include them đ I'm sorry I've been a little MIA! I'll be getting back to requests asap! Hope you like it! Feedback is always appreciated đ
Butcher loves them. This is not the moment to say something, to react, but he definitely takes notice. You got hurt, really hurt, and the only way to save you was for Annie cauterizing your wounds, buying you a little more time. Butcher didn't need to hold you down, you'd already gone limp, losing all color in your face. He begs you to wake up, to stay with them. There was so much blood. So much red. He was covered in it, seeping through his shirt. Your jacket was thrown off, the collar of your shirt torn, ripped, for easier access to your shoulder and they both discovered the tattoos. Your chest, your arm, neck, you were covered. He had a feeling there were far more, wondering why you never showed any of them. You were always so bundled up, he never even questioned it. He warned you this was going to hurt, though he wasn't even sure you could hear him. Still, as Annie's hands grew bright, he cringes, hoping you were too out of it to feel anything, hoping this would all seem like a far away dream. Hoping you won't mind the large scar that will warp your ink.
Hughie is pretty intimidated by them. The Boys are already a scary looking group, but meeting you, he thought you were going to bite off his head. Your body was pretty covered. After getting to know you, he realizes how wrong he was. You're snarky and stubborn, but you're also thoughtful and funny. If it were up to you, you'd never hurt a fly, just Vought. Still, every so often you'll do or say something that reminds him of that first impression, especially when you feel threatened or your friends are threatened. You'll show up with a few new ones, filling in the gaps. When it comes to open wounds you're ready to treat it with a strong drink and duct tape. When it comes to your tattoos, you're meticulous in your aftercare. He's never seen you so serene looking as when you're taking care of them, so gentle. Something about that makes him feel like he shouldn't be witnessing it, but he's grateful that he is. When they're in tricky spots, he's the first to offer to help. He works with nervous hands, afraid he'll do something to ruin it. You just laugh, walking him through it.
Annie knows all about your tattoos. They are, after all, linked to the V in your blood. You didn't start developing them until your late teens, your parents assuming the V they injected was a dud. Images started appearing and with them, your powers. By the time she met you, you were covered. You didn't like showing off to The Boys. You still had a long way to go to gaining their trust. Parading around the fact that you were a Supe wasn't going to help. Still, when it was just you and Annie you were less reluctant to show her. All kinds of images adorned your skin: weapons, insects, animals. You liked the weapons the best. The thing could project itself from your skin as if it were real. In seconds, you had a sword in each hand, as real and sharp as if you'd physically gotten one. The best part? Your skin was indestructible. Every few months, maybe years, a new tattoo would appear, giving you a leg up in the fight against Vought. She thinks you have by far the most interesting powers of any Supe she's met.
M.M. hates them. Because they're linked to the V you got as a baby, he sees them more of a warning than anything else, the way brightly colored animals are poisonous. He hadn't realized the first time you met, what they were from, and you were smart enough not to tell him. It was only when you were fighting for your life did you use your abilities: the circles on the back of your neck, layered, you let out a sonic scream that shattered windows, set off car alarms, and drew blood. The group that had attacked you were coughing it up, it was running down their necks from their ears. M.M. was far enough away not to be affected, but the way he tells it, he was *this* close to having his insides turned to goo. Some were safe enough to run away. The ones who were closer dropped dead with a wet squelch. He trusts you even less for not telling him. When he breaks the news to everyone else, he's shocked to find out that they either knew (like Annie) or they were unfazed, more impressed than anything else, like you'd become this great asset. You apologize profusely, but you know it'll be a long time before he can even look you in the eyes.
Frenchie thinks they're so cool. He went with you once and got one of his own: while you were getting a rather large piece finished, he wants to get a smiley face on his ass cheek. Despite the discomfort, Frenchie's all giggles. He's more than excited to show this off to everyone he decides to moon. You try to tell him how to take care of it, but he waves you off. He's eager to show The Boys. He's lucky it heals properly and by the end of the week, everyone he comes into contact with has seen it. Besides that, his favorite thing is to study the ones you have. They're intricate and beautiful and some of them are pretty silly. You never understood the sentiment that there had to be some grand kind of meaning behind them. If you like it, you get it tattooed. He asks questions about them, most done all over the world or, a couple, in prison. He thinks you look badass, especially when you shed the bulky layers and show off what they normally don't get to see. Your back piece is his favorite. When you're wearing something with a low back, or disregard a shirt completely, he can't help but watch you. You're careful, covering them with clothes or makeup so that whatever illegal thing you're doing can't be traced.
Kimiko asks a lot of questions. Did it hurt? Why that image? What does it mean? How long did it take? You never mind, in fact you like talking about them. You spent enough time getting stabbed, you wanted someone to ask. She especially loves the ones on your hands. They look beautiful as you sign back to her. Some are still a little raised despite how well you took care of them, those are her favorite. She touches them delicately, afraid it might hurt, but you assure her they're all healed. She watches when you're getting changed together, how they move with your skin and muscles. They make her smile knowing you feel so much more at home in your body because of them, something you admitted to her late one night after a few drinks. They help you like yourself, covering up insecurities, making you feel cuter/cooler than you would without them. She's always the first to notice when you get a new one, making a point regardless of the situation to tell you how nice it looks and that she likes it a lot.
Bonus! Homelander thinks they're horrendous. Disgusting. Just another way you've defiled your body. He can't stand to look at them and made sure you understand that. Around him, you keep them covered, either by clothing or makeup. You know better than to draw attention towards them. Regardless of how you acquired them (Compound V or just an aesthetic choice) you know not to bring them up or let anyone else bring them up. A-Train noticed the one of the back of your neck and that put Homelander over the edge. You were both thrown out of the room. You consider yourself more than lucky. He could have killed you, both of you, but he was feeling generous. He had bigger things on his mind. You knew working for Vought would lead to sacrifices, uncomfortable situations, but being interrogated by Homelander about your tattoos was never something you ever considered. He thinks about using his lasers every time he sees them poking out from your sleeve or pants. But he needs you. As long as he needs you, you're safe. The moment you stop being useful, he's going to cut off every individual image until there's nothing left. Until you look normal again.
#preference#headcanon#billy butcher#billy butcher x reader#hughie campbell#hughie campbell x reader#annie january#annie january x reader#marvin milk#marvin milk x reader#mm#mm x reader#frenchie#frenchie x reader#kimiko miyashiro#kimiko miyashiro x reader#homelander#homelander x reader#the boys#the boys x reader
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Hospital
[pairing] SEPARATELY gojo x reader, nanami x reader, choso x reader
[a/n]Â
[cw] fluff, fluff, fluff, choso cries, gojo spoils you, nanami talks to you, comfort
Gojo Satoru
The first visit went something like this;
âFuck baby, are you okay?â Gojo sayâs as he busts into the room, hair and clothes disheveled.
âIâm okay baby, nothing bigâ You reply back to him in a calm tone, trying not to showcase how scared you were due to the severity of the injuries.
âJust a few broken bones and scratches here and there, nothing vital.â
âJust a few? Babe you literally broke more then 5 bones at the same time, thatâs got to hurt some how.â Gojo whisper shouts as to not seem mad at you.
âDoctors say Iâll be fine, just need a lot of rest and to lie down for a while.â You reply smiling to try to lift Gojoâs spirt.
Gojo looks defeated and sad, his eyes overfilling up with tears that run down his cheeks.
âYou promise youâll be okay?â It was silly to make a promise over this, but to let Gojo rest a little, youâll agree to anything.
âJust for you âtoru, I promise Iâll be fineâ
Gojo continued to visit you day after day after breaking down in front of you. You couldnât be more grateful for the company you receive daily, it gets lonely when your in a plain white room. But as soon as you mention it to Gojo, he instantly orders staff to move you to the best room they had ASAP, saying that he would cover the room fees. As you try to tell him he didnât need to do this for you, he insisted its the least he could do for you right now while you were so vulnerable to others.
When you finally got release with a lot of medication for pain and recovery, Gojo opted to bring you to his penthouse for you to regain your strength slowly but surely in safety. Everyone instantly agreed to it due to how secure his house was from security and staff he hired (just for you he would add but he just said he hired them a while ago).
The food the private chef made was amazing, always making your prefered taste of food at your request. But as soon as a mistake was made, Gojo flipped out and told you he could fire them and hire a new one if you just said the word. You of course deny and say it was just a small mistake and that they were really kind towards you.
Anyway, Gojo would absolutely spoil the shit out of you all the way through.
Nanami Kento
He seemed unreasonably calm on the outside to others, but you knew him better then that. You knew he was suffering as much as you were.
Nanami always brings a present when he visits you, whether the gift were flowers or food or candy, you most enjoyed his company he brought with him.
He sits beside you at all times while he visits, updating you on whatâs happened outside while you ask him to explain something further. You just enjoy the sound of his voice over the constant beeping of the machines your connected to.
He never asked you about your injuries, you think he ask the doctors about it daily, but he never brought up why you were in the hospital in the first case. You think its probably to take your mind off it, but either way, you couldnât thank him more for being with you as much as he could be.
Overall, he just loves to give you gifts on his visits, you have a large pile of items heâs brought along with him next to the window. Your mind is always all over the place but when he visits, it seemingly calms down and just listens to him, tuning out the outside world
Choso Kamo
He always manages to tear up at all of his visits, whether it was because he had a bad day, or because he just really missed you. Youâd bring his face up closer to you and start kissing all around his face in attempt to calm him down each time he broke down sobbing. After his sobs starts turning into sniffles, you place a big kiss on his lips and over his eye lids. After a while longer, you hear his breathing even out as he lays next to you on the small cramped bed, falling asleep.
He never fails to fall asleep with you, dragging you with him into dreamland. Keeping your mind off reality whenever heâs there.
#âá˘..á˘â supi writes âËŕŠ#âá˘..á˘â supi âËŕŠ#fluff#gojo x reader#nanami x reader#choso x reader#jjk#hc
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pay up!
gojo satoru x female reader
satoru's poor time management has you working overtime, and this cheap bastard has something other than cash to pay you with (・â˘Ěá´-)â§
note from author mercury: this is my entry for our slimeball collab over on @bastardblvd , figured the host of the slimiest event on this corner of the internet should probably contribute a lil somethin. let's pretend like i'm not shitting bricks bc this is my first time writing for gojo <3 ending is a little abrupt but i needed to get this out asap or i'd be scrutinizing it for the next five months
content warnings: female reader, unprotected sex, oral and fingering (reader receiving), overuse of the word 'cute', praise and obnoxious petnames (reader receiving), needing to keep quiet, fucking on the couch while the kids are asleep down the hall so if that's a concern for you please don't touch, panty fetish if you squint, cumshot?, implied you've fucked before, unfair compensation for your labor lmao, multiple references to the slimeball au so that may be super jarring if you aren't familiar.
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It's almost eleven, which means Satoru is... very late.
Shit happens, you get it. Maybe work ran later than expected, or the train hit a freeloader on the way back to Grimetown, but still. You canât help but feel bothered by the lack of text message from your pseudo-employer.
You would never complain about Megumi and Tsumiki. They're absolute angels, and caring for them has never felt like work. Besides, your only other options were a waitressing job at Frankyâs or the graveyard shift at the gas station, which you heard is filled with... interesting characters at that time of night. Caring for the coolest elementary schoolers alive seemed like a no-brainer. The arrangement worked out in your favor as well. Satoru ended up moving you into his apartment complex due to his demanding schedule, wanting you to always be close â like two apartments down the hall close.
Contrary to the name, the Luxury Condos on Bastard Boulevard werenât much of an upgrade from your last apartment. The landlord must be loaded because itâs a miracle this place passed inspection, but youâll gladly accept updated appliances and neighbors without a small army of pet rats. Even the offensively high rent doesnât bother you because your pseudo-employer paid it all in cash.Â
(You tried asking Satoru exactly where he got all this money from, to which he said, âIt ainât easy being the sexiest designer sunglasses model on this side of town. You gotta work hard to play hard!â)
Anyways, whatever is holding him, you hope itâs a good excuse.
In the meantime, youâve taken up camp on his sofa, wrapped in a throw blanket that smells vaguely of Satoru's disgustingly expensive cologne. You were too lazy to change the channel from whatever cartoon Megumi was watching before bedtime, laughing through your nose every now and then. Itâs not that bad, but still⌠Youâd really, really like to go back to your apartment and hit the hay.
Maybe a little snooze wonât hurt, but of course, right as you close your eyes...
The smart lock clicks behind you. Itâs a quarter past eleven when Satoru enters the apartment, looking gorgeous and unbothered, sunglasses low on his nose and DAISO cat-print tote bag slung over his arm.
"Daddy's home!"Â
"Shh!" you're glaring from the couch, lips drawn in a frown. "Megumi and Tsumiki are sleeping! Where the hell were you? You couldn't give me a heads up?"Â
"Sorry, babycakes. They loved what I was giving 'em, so the shoot ran overtime." Satoru grins at you, pulling the sunglasses off his face and ditching them in the catch-all along with his keys. His shoes are toed off and left by the front door. "Why, you miss me that bad?"Â
You're tempted to throw one of the many decorative pillows right at his big, dumb head. Instead you sink back into the couch, pulling the blanket tighter around your frame, grouchy. "Whatever," you sigh. "You're four hours late, so you better pay up."Â
Satoru sucks in air through his teeth. "Yeah, about that..."
You don't like where this conversation is heading.Â
"Some big guy outside the train station jacked my wallet on the way home. You'll never believe it, he had this fuckin'... worm? On his shoulder? Shit, it was crazy. So I don't have the cash to pay you, butâ"Â
You glance over your shoulder at the man now rummaging through his bag behind you, eyes and tone full of warning. "Satoru..."
An opened package is waved in your face by a beaming idiot.
"â Ichigo daifuku! Your favorite!"
He's so full of shit. Thereâs one piece of mochi left, does he really think his already-eaten train snack will fix this? Probably, and as much as you'd hate to admit it, you do like strawberry daifuku mochi. Dammit. Â
Despite your annoyance, you don't get up from your spot on the couch. You're tempted to storm out, blow past Satoru and grab your things, maybe give him a good shove while you do it. However, you're tired, and no grand display of your frustrations would change the fact that you'd be returning tomorrow to pick up his kids from school. Also, your apartment is literally two doors down, so you wouldn't truly be escaping Satoru â you'll still feel his annoying energy seeping through the absurdly large gap under your door while you sit there, in the apartment that he bought you, stewing in your annoyance and eating your feelings in a single daifuku mochi.Â
God, you might hate this man. You don't even wanna look at him, but despite feeling this way, you let Satoru move closer, ditching the bag of sweets in favor of pinching your puffed-out cheek in his fingers.
âAw, come on,â he pouts, redirecting your face towards his in an attempt to get you to look at him, but you donât give him the satisfaction. You force yourself to look anywhere else but the man above you and stubbornly pretend you canât feel the cool puffs of his mint-gum breath, or notice his devious grin from the corner of your eye. âDonât be mad at me, babycakes. Is there anything I can do to make it better?âÂ
âYou can go to the ATM and get me some cash."
âYeah, besides that.â
On the subject of things you hate about Satoru, you hate how quickly he switches up on you. One minute, he's the most annoying man you've ever had the misfortune of knowing. The next, he's smooth and serious. The kind of man that confidently leans in and ghosts his lips over your neck, intentionally fanning his breath over your skin because you made the mistake of telling him you're ticklish there.
"There must be some way for me to make this up to you," Satoru murmurs into your neck, the low vibrations of his voice making you shiver. It's then that you finally cave, eyes slowly meeting his, brilliant blues hidden behind heavy lids.
Unfortunately, he's very handsome.
"Okay," you huff. "Fine."
He kisses your cheek, then your nose, and then he kisses you.
You hate to admit it, but Satoru knows how to kiss. His lips are warm and soft, meshing with yours with confidence, tongue easing into your mouth in a practiced motion.
He momentarily breaks the kiss to join you on the couch, kneeling on the cushion beside you and leaning back in, cradling your cheek in his hand, murmuring against your lips before kissing them again.
"Let me show you just how much I appreciate you."
Satoru reaches down and rests his hand between your thighs, cupping your pussy through the rough fabric of your shorts. You bite your lip at the sensation, stifling a needy whimper, but he knows. Your grouchy demeanor melted so easily for him.
How cute, his little tsundere.
He squeezes you softly, then rubs four fingers up and down, keeping his pace slow.
"You know I can't do it without you, right?"
Your hips lift off the couch, chasing his hand as it continues its unbothered pace. Satoru rewards you by focusing the stimulation on your clit, switching to tighter, firmer circles over the sensitive bud.
"You're just saying that," you mutter.
"Nuh uh," Satoru teases. "I've never seen anyone be so good with my kids. They love you, you know. Maybe more than they love me."
That's not too difficult, you want to quip, but opt to bite your tongue instead. Satoru's touch feels way too good, you don't want him to stop or risk having your orgasm put off just over a snark. Instead, you curl your fingers into the nape of his neck, fidgeting with the shorter tufts of hair there.Â
Satoru kisses you again. His hand stops playing with your clit just to skim higher, unfasten the button and zipper on your shorts so he can touch you where you both want it most.
"And you know," he murmurs between kisses, fingers sneaking under the loosened waist of your shorts, then your panties, until you feel his fingers make contact with your bare clit. He watches your reactions closely, smiling when you gasp and buck up into his touch. "I like you too. How can I not? You're too damn cute."
His slender middle finger skims your folds, feeling the wetness there, letting it gather and get him all slick, making it easier when it finally pushes inside you. Just one finger already feels like so much, almost too much. He feels your walls bear down, his cock twitching lazily in his pants. How long has it been since heâs had you last?Â
You let him have you once before, back when he spent the whole day helping you move into your new apartment, carrying all those heavy boxes for you like the gentleman he is â and you, being the sweet peach you are, insisted on making him dinner as a thank you.
You reminded Satoru of a cute little housewife, puttering around the kitchen in your apron, though nothing was cuter than the sight of you sinking onto his dick that night, your hands and pussy clinging to him like you couldnât get enough.
Every time he jerks off, he thinks of that adorable, pinched look on your face when the fat head of his dick first speared you open.Â
It's kind of embarrassing, the hold you have on him.Â
When you're taking his finger with ease, Satoru presses a second into your cunt, further stretching it out. "Come on, baby, open up for me," he coaxes, voice low and sultry. "Fuck, you don't know how bad I missed this pussy. Gonna let me fuck it again? Hm?"
"Uh huh," you're nodding, dazed, and the sight of you makes Satoru grin. The heel of his palm presses into your clit, providing the right amount of pressure when combined with his fingers.
"Yeah? Gonna let me have this cute pussy to myself?"Â
Cruelly, the motion stops.
The lack of stimulation makes you pout.
Satoru's fingers glide out of you with an embarrassingly loud squelch, intentionally brushing along your clit as they withdraw from your shorts and panties. His hand emerges, fingers glistening with clear threads of arousal webbed between them, and before you can think, he slips them past your lips and presses firmly on your tongue, prompting you to suck.
"Tastes good?" Satoru coos, delighted at your eagerness. "Let me taste now, okay, cutie?"Â
Shyly, you nod. His fingers withdraw from your mouth, leaving a dribble of spit on your bottom lip.Â
Satoru repositions himself to kneel on the floor in front of you, tugging you by the hips so your bottom half comes right to the edge of the couch, dangerously close to his face. He leans in and presses a soft kiss to your cunt, the sensation muted by your shorts, but it still makes you gasp. His fingers hook into your shorts and you lift your hips to help him pull them off, but he makes no effort to remove your panties with them. Instead, he fixates on the little wet patch right in the center, caressing it with his finger. Admiring it.
Fuck, youâre so cute. He canât wait to get his mouth on you.Â
"Need to keep quiet, okay?" Satoru instructs, peering up at you through his lashes, watching you take your bottom lip between your teeth and nod. The last thing you need is to disturb the two rugrats asleep down the hall, even if you could pry yourself off Satoru and pull your shorts back on in record time. You don't want this moment to stop, not when the promise of his mouth on your cunt is so deliciously close.
You look so sweet like this, he thinks. Chest heaving, eyes wide and eager, one hand fisting the hem of your shirt, holding it over your stomach for a better view. Satoru smiles up at you, maintaining eye contact as he presses a kiss to your inner thigh.
âWhat a beautiful girl.â
Satoru buries his face in the soft warmth between your legs. His nose presses into your clit, taking in your scent as his tongue ventures lower, finally getting a taste of your pussy and he shamelessly moans. Itâs faint through the fabric. He knows he could taste you better without them, but something about eating pussy through a cute pair of panties never fails to get him so fucking hard. He likes watching them get wetter and wetter, until they're completely soaked from arousal and saliva and clinging to the shape of the pretty pussy underneath.
Your other hand flies down immediately, resting on the back of Satoruâs head to urge him closer, and of course heâll indulge you. Heâll eat you just the same, dragging his tongue in broad strokes up to your clit, then sucking it into his mouth.
The muted sensation makes you whine. Itâs not enough, yet so good. Enough to make your little pussy flutter under your panties. You push his head harder against your cunt, desperate to keep the kissing suction over your clit. Youâre certain you could cum like this, between the pressure of Satoruâs tongue and the vibrations when he moans against you.Â
A string of saliva connects Satoruâs swollen lips to your panties when he pulls back for air, but this time he pulls the soaked fabric aside, finally getting an eyeful of your pussy.
âWell hi, gorgeous,â he lovingly coos, pressing a light kiss over your clit. âDid you miss me?âÂ
Is he⌠really talking to your pussy?Â
Scratch that, you hate him again.Â
âWhat are you doing?â You ask, breathless.Â
âWhat do you mean? Weâre having a moment,â Satoru replies, voice still sweet and airy, the same way one would talk to a cute little pet.Â
If you didnât need him so badly, youâd kick him right in his dumb face.
Fortunately, Satoru cuts his little bit short and dives back in, tongue sweeping through your folds, finally getting his first real taste of your pussy. You taste even better than he could imagine.Â
You release a breath you didnât even know you were holding, body melting into the couch. Your fingers tangle in soft white hair, urging his head deeper, wanting to feel more of his mouth and Satoru obliges. His tongue dips into your cunt, fucking you with it, then drags up to your clit to lick in slow circles. Â
He really, really wants to be inside you right now. His dick is throbbing so hard, heâs amazed he hasnât passed out yet, but Satoruâs always been a man with a sweet tooth. He doesnât mind setting his needs aside a while longer if it means eating out some pretty pussy.Â
Maybe not too much longer though.
His fingers join between your legs, still slick from your saliva and arousal, and slip easily into your cunt. Making you cum is easy for him, his fingers thrust deep with each lazy roll of his wrist, stimulating that spot inside you with ease. Though, he can tell you're craving more of a stretch, so Satoru, being the chivalrous, generous, oh-so-kind man that he is, gives you a third finger.
Your jaw drops at the intrusion, pussy now spread wide to accommodate the stretch of three fingers as they curl and stroke your sensitive walls, drawing out more wetness and arousal until it drips down his wrist in clear drops.
Satoru knows you're close when you let out a particularly desperate moan, your hips stuttering and walls fluttering so perfectly on his fingers, clit pulsing against his tongue.
"Satoru, I'mâ" you warn, trying to keep your voice low.
"I know, baby," he coos in encouragement. "Feels so good, doesn't it? Go ahead, pretty baby. Cum on my tongue if you need to."
You don't need any further coaxing. When you cum, you cum hard, hand smacking over your mouth to muffle your cries as Satoru keeps fucking you through your orgasm, fingers thrusting and tongue lapping up every drop of arousal your sensitive pussy drools out, just for him.
He rests his head on your inner thigh, watching fondly as you come down from your high. His fingers still thrust into you but his pace has slowed significantly, working you through it until your walls stop contracting. Your arousal coats his entire hand when it withdraws from your cunt, even pooling on the couch beneath you. It'll be a bitch to clean, but Satoru can't bring himself to care about that now. His dick might explode if it's not buried in your cunt in the next thirty seconds.
Even as you lay there, chest heaving, you still crave more. Your hands are greedy, grabbing at Satoru while he makes his way up and eases you back against the couch.
âEasy there, tiger,â he chuckles, hooking his fingers into your soaked panties and peeling them down your legs. "Let's take these off you first."
Your panties are discarded somewhere â probably his pocket, that pervert â before Satoru goes in for another kiss, letting you taste yourself on his tongue. One hand rests beside your head, supporting his weight. The other reaches down and palms his dick through his pants. "You need my dick that badly? Hm? Turn around."Â
You oblige, rolling over to lay on your stomach and pretending the sound of his belt unfastening doesn't make you warm with anticipation. Satoru shifts to straddle your thighs, placing one of the cushions to rest under your hips, keeping you nice and comfortable while also elevating your ass to be closer to his dick. A win-win.
"Shit," he sighs, pulling his dick from his briefs and jerking it slowly, slicking himself up with your wetness. Precum beads at the tip and he rubs it against your folds, mixing your messes. "It's been a while, huh?"Â
"Satoru," you whine, pushing back against him, wiggling your hips slightly in a silent request for him to quit teasing you and get on with it.
Maybe that makes you greedy. After all, he was just nice enough to let you cum on his fingers and tongue, but you don't care. It doesn't hurt to be selfish every once in a while, especially with Satoru of all people.
When Satoru finally presses the thick head of his dick into you, it feels like youâre being split in two. He's immediately met with resistance, your cunt bearing down, struggling to accommodate it even with all the prep he gave you. So he starts slow and shallow, dragging his heavy dick in and out, bullying your cunt into relaxing and letting more of him fit. He pulls out and taps the head against your entrance again. "Come on, sweetie, open up for me~"Â
He eases into your cunt again, but this time Satoru leans in, his opposite hand settling on the other side of your head, smothering you with his weight in the best way possible. His body blankets yours, pinning your back under his chest and ass against his hips. His dick pushes into you with more persistence, inch after inch sinking deeper until he's buried to the hilt.
Your eyes roll back, mouth hanging open in a silent scream. You're probably drooling all over his couch, but it's hard to feel shame when he's filling you out so nicely. He's so deep, it's like he's forcing the air out of your lungs and replacing it with his dick.
His lips ghost over your shoulder, kissing it sweetly, then he starts to move. Slow, deep thrusts, only withdrawing an inch before he's chasing that warmth again. He fucks you as hard as he can without being too noisy, limiting the smack of his hips against your ass, even though he really wants to see it bounce from the force of his thrusts. If he could, heâd be making you scream right now, watch some pretty tears stream down your face because of what his dick does to you. Yeah, that would be cute.
Satoru ruts ruthlessly into the tight heat of your cunt, chasing the orgasm heâs needed so fucking desperately. Balls slap against your clit, heavy with all his pent-up release. He takes advantage of your open mouth and forces two fingers inside, pressing down firmly on your tongue and delighting in the way you slobber around them, in the way your cheeks subconsciously hollow and suck them deeper, still tasting your pussy on them.
Sucking on his fingers keeps you quiet, gives you something else to focus on if not the relentless pounding against your cervix, or how close youâre getting to snapping and cumming all over his dick.
âShit, youâre so perfect,â Satoru huffs against your neck. "I can feel you squeezing me, baby, I know this little pussy wants to cum."
Itâs hard to moan his name when his stupidly long fingers are prodding the back of your throat. Youâre babbling, crying out for Thatowu to keep fucking you, it feels so good, and heâs grinning like an idiot above you. Yeah, baby? It feels good?
Satoruâs fingers withdraw from your mouth only to snake underneath your body and stake claim on your clit, massaging in slow circles, coaxing you closer to your orgasm. You canât take it anymore. Your body goes limp, cheek smashed into the cushion, gaping mouth smearing drool all over the fabric while your cunt creams around his dick.
âShit, thatâs it, baby,â Satoru moans, feeling your cunt squeeze around his dick like it's trying to swallow him whole. âShit, youâre gonna make me cum. Is that what you want, baby? You want me to fill this pussy up?â
Youâre too fucked out to answer, but thatâs okay, because Satoru wasnât really asking. More like letting you know heâs seconds away from driving his dick as deep as possible and unloading right against your cervix. God, heâd really like that, but he can't risk having any more rugrats right now. Not when his career as the only sexiest designer sunglasses model in Grimetown is taking off.
Instead, he pulls out of your cunt and manhandles you onto your back, quickly stroking his dick, filling the living room with the lewd sounds of your wetness squelching around him. You're laying there, dazed, legs spread wide and pussy exposed, all swollen and leaky and clenching around the air. The sight of your debauched face sends Satoru over the edge. He releases with a groan, cum splattering on your lower stomach, inner thighs, all over your pussy, before pressing the head right against your clit and letting the rest of his load drip.
You both need a minute after that. Maybe several minutes.Â
Blood still rushes in your ears when you come to. You push yourself up on shaking arms, Winnie the Pooh-ing it with your tee shirt and lack of panties. You're a mess, all sweaty with his cum painting your lower half, even parts of the couch underneath you. Maybe he'll offer up his shirt as a cumrag so you don't have to do the walk of shame to the bathroom.
You watch Satoru, who is already back to his normal, irritating self, snatch his bag off the side table, already craving a little something sweet. He chomps into the last strawberry daifuku mochi in the packet and you frown.
âHey, I thought that was for me."
âWe can still share,â Satoru teases, waving the mochi-half in your face with a grin.
Huffing, your eyes drop back down to the open bag on his lap and⌠wait a minute. Has that been here this whole time?
âSatoru, is that your wallet?âÂ
He looks down, a little rice flour on his chin.
âOh, shit! Where did that come from?âÂ
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Hi I seen ur requests are open so I wondering if you could possibly write sugar mommy hcs for Farah and/or valeria plz!đ
this is so good I just had to do it asap. i need drabbles for this too
Sugar mommy dynamics (HCs) - Valeria, Farah, Laswell
includes: kate laswell, farah karim, valeria garza (this is for the gay girls)
fem!reader, female anatomy, fem terms of endearment
warnings: nsfw content, dirty talk, spanking, use of straps/toys, fingering, degradation, consumption of alcohol,
word count: 1.8k, aprox. 600 words/ character
Valeria Garza (smut + fluff)
sugar mommy supreme
this woman is richer than god and her love language is gift giving
i don't see a better combo for a sugar baby
and she's a busy woman, she doesn't have time for relationships so this is right up her alley
i feel like it happened a little more or less by chance
like she was just talking about it one day to one of her men or he overheard her
and he subtly mentioned you because you were actively looking for a sugar mommy
neither of you knew what to expect at first, but after meeting her...
you went home and masturbated to a scenario about her
you were both on board with it being sexual from the get go so that worked out
makes you update a wishlist regularly and buys everything you put on it
sometimes you'd put an item there at night and wake up with the package at your door the next day
her card? black like her soul
and she just handed it to you one day like?
made you do a little runway show with all of the stuff you got with it
goes shopping with you to de-stress
she likes it more than you do, like this woman is making you try everything in the store if she wants to
makes you twirl so she can see the full outfit before smirking and nodding approvingly
holds the clothes for you while you're inside the store so you can browse easily
her guard carries the bags afterwards
this woman buys you designer on the regular
even though she doesn't wear it herself because it gets ruined on the job, she loves it on you
she took you to a fancy dinner with her business partners once
put you in a dress that costs more than your whole apartment (and a set of really nice lingerie underneath)
she made you cum all over the expensive fabric, squirming while she fingered you in the backseat of her car
"you're being so filthy, muĂąequita. por Dios, you even ruined your dress"
spanked you for being so "inconsiderate" even though it was her fault that you had a pool of cum dripping down your thighs
talking about spanking, she definitely spanks you with designer belts
like this woman does not care how much it costs
that piece of leather can pay off your rent for months
she'd probably pay off your student loans/ pay in advance for your rent and utilities
gives you a weekly allowance, sometimes buys you extra stuff if you've been good
her favorite thing to buy for you? lingerie and sex toys
makes you send her videos of you wearing them/using them on yourself
talking about texting, I think she'd leave you be most of the time since she's so busy
also enjoys the fact that you're a bare minimum engagement type of deal
she's just happy someone isn't pestering her 24/7, while she gets the advantages of making a girl squirt happy
she's constantly traveling and you don't see her for weeks sometimes
you asked her what she does because you got curious
"don't worry your pretty little head with useless details, cariĂąo"
but she expects you to show up when she tells you to
on time, god forbid you're late
she had to wait for five minutes, you had to listen to her complain for hours
while her favorite strap stretched you out so good
makes you apologize and beg for forgiveness, promise you won't be late again
while bullying her strap into your already sensitive pussy, crying from the overstimulation as you whimper out promises and pathetic 'sorrys'
Farah Karim (fluff, i love Farah fluff okay?)
you still don't understand how it happened
like one day she was the cute regular customer at the coffee shop you worked at
and the next she was taking care of your rent and restocking your fridge
she just wanted to help you out since she had more than enough for herself
you didn't expect her to be that rich? because when she was a customer she was always dressed normal
don't get me wrong, she looked bomb, but she never gave off that 'i'm rich, look at me' energy
and she still doesn't, literally buys you the cutest stuff out of the kindness of her heart
keeps it casual, doesn't expect you to pay her back in any way
she can't help but smile when you kiss her cheek as a thank you after she hands you your allowance
doesn't want to pressure you into anything, she just likes the idea of taking care of someone
doordashes groceries for you because she knows you're too lazy to do them yourself
checks up on you every once in a while, mostly asks you to come over to keep her company and just chat
but you were renovating your apartament for a few days and you decided to stay with her
made sure you were nice and comfortable in the guest room and got everything you needed
also made sure to leave a few little gifts on your bed on your first day
got you some books and your favorite treats to keep you company while she's gone to work
and you realized you actually liked spending time with her and that her attention made you happy
so when she got home from work, two days before you were meant to leave you decided to speed things up a little
so surprised when you straddled her lap while she was talking
she thought you felt pressured to do it
she tried to start one of her monologues before you stopped her
you got so bold??? like just telling her you like her and it's not because she practically is your main source of income but because she's so nice as a person
baby got so touched she had to go smoke a cig to calm down
and now she's your girlfriend and sugar mommy
weekly dates (as long as she's not gone with work, makes up for it when she's back tho) to your favorite restaurants/locations in general
hates physical shopping but will power through for you
grabs whatever she thinks you'd look cute in and makes you try it
you got so so flustered when she gave you a revealing outfit to try on
she had already bought it in her head before you even tried it on
also loves to spoil you with little things
like getting you gorgeous flowers every week, making sure they're replaced before they wilt
ordering your favorite food for you when she works long nights
buying you the nicest skincare/makeup because she sees how your face lights up from it
i feel like she'd always bring a trinket home (uhaul lesbian things)
something that melts your heart too because she really pays attention to everything you say
like getting a box of pastries from that really luxurious bakery that's close to her office
buying you a new pair of sneakers because they match the outfit she got you last week
literally bought you a stunning outfit for your one year anniversary
dress, heels, jewelery everything designer because fuck it she loves spoiling you rotten
money comes on her card and leaves it, but you're a forever type of investment
Kate Laswell (fluff + smut)
canon mommy
also a sugar baby's dream
she paid for your drink (TF 141 went wild when they saw her)
so she pulled you to the side and paid for the rest of your consumption too and for your taxi back home
a bit sad when you told her you weren't looking for a relationship
so she did what's best and spoke to your capitalism rotten brain and asked to be your sugar mommy
you had shit to pay off okay? and she was hot and spoke to your mommy issues...
takes it slow until she doesn't anymore (with consent ofc!)
when she asked you to hang out at her place and drink some wine, you didn't think anything of it
that was until you were bent over the couch, hands pinned down as she scissored your pussy open
made a little bet with you, every minute you could last without having an orgasm, she'd give you your allowance's worth in cold hard cash
you were cocky until she stuck that fucking vibrator inside of you
she pushed it in so deep and made sure it was hitting that sweet spot that made your whole body weak
didn't even need to wait too long before you squirted on her expensive couch
you didn't get a lot of money that night....
and you lost some of your dignity too
made sure to send over a bouquet of flowers to your workplace to remind you of how expensive house cleaning got these days
so fucking cocky and flirty when she feels like it
but also a sweetheart
would regularly ask you if you were doing well and eating properly
has food delivered to your door everyday so she knows you have a balanced diet
makes you take so many days off from work until you just decide to quit
she's way too happy knowing that you're now so much more available for her use
entertains the idea of being your only source of income for a bit
"you can just relax, take it easy. i'll take care of things for you"
busy woman no. 2
but she'd never forget to take you out on a fancy date somewhere really expensive to remind you how nice she treats you
made sure you had everything you'd ever need and then fed into your little whims and fantasies
doesn't have enough time to spare for you to show her what you got but she'd be happy inside knowing you were entertained and pleased
offers to send you on your dream vacation since she can't go
you beg her for so long until she finds a way to take a short break and enjoy her time with you there
this woman is literally working in the hotel while you go out shopping
you give her a nice massage after she finishes most of it because she deserves it <3
gets room service the next day for the both of you and spends the rest of the day cuddling you and visiting places
she definitely didn't develop feelings and neither did you, no not at all
she's upfront about it because really, what's the point?
she's too old to play the whole 'chase' thing
so while you're enjoying the jacuzzi in your room and sipping on some wine, she decides that's the best moment
you nearly choke on the wine
but she looks so...<3 and you know she'd treat you so well...
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The Serene Peony Of Winter
Paring: Sukuna!King of Curses x Fem!Geisha Reader
Tags: Slight! mention of violence; Fem!reader; Sukuna!imagines; will be 18+ as more chapters come; slow!burn, [I want to have a good build up!], an ancient Japan romance through time with darling reader~
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CHAPTER - 7
Warm gazes of the sun poured in and illuminated the room, as a gentle breeze carried the air of summer. Laying beside him under the sheets you caressed his face with moments of the previous night playing in your brain.
"If anyone had told me this is what my geisha life would have come toâŚI would have ignored them and laughed"
Where is my life going?
Deep in thought, all memories of the past flooded your brain. It felt like a play of sorts, the only difference being that rather than a story with a happily ever after it had no route
It was like a wandering boat in the ocean-going where the wind led it.
x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x
Many days had passed, and now you were his lover, not just any lover, one of his most if not the only prized lover of the one and only Sukuna 'The King of Curses'.
Many things had happened, and many people had died. The Shogun was pressured by not only the Emperor but also the Big Sorcerer clans- Gojo, Zenin, Kamo, Fukiwara, Inumaki, etc to find who it was. You had stopped being a Geisha, as well he would have killed them if you had continued; accompanying him wherever he went in your Hikizuri holding your Wagasa above your head making the days pass by peacefully.
Recently you and Sukuna decided to go to a mountain. It was nothing too big, just a short walk to enjoy the scenery of summer, it was a bit isolated so that sorcerers would not track him down, he did not care- but well for your safety he kept an eye out.
"It sure is quite sunny today", you muttered as you walked beside him lifting the hem of your Hikizure to not stumble.
Unexpectedly he stops causing you to lift your head to where he is looking making your eyes widen in shock as the scene unfolding is unusual and it was quite peculiar.
Huge trees stood on both sides of an entrance, there were men bridal carrying their wives up the steep stone stairs, and many more couples shyly held hands.
"HmâŚInteresting", he smirked curiously
As you and he stood looking at what was going on a couple approached you
"Excuse me? Is this the 'Sakurasou Ceremony' Shrine?", the man enthusiastically walked holding his wife's hand
"The, 'Sakurasou Ceremony', what is it?", intrigued you and Sukuna looked at the couple
"Oh! It's your first time here?"
"Yes"
"It's a ritual, where the husband carries his wife up the stairs of the shrine, it's a steep climb of 450 stairs, sincerely without stopping or any tricks! It's said that whoever completes this ritual has their souls forever tied together till the end of time!", chirping in the lady laughed
"It's a ritual that can only be done once in 100 years, to do it again you need to wait 100 years! Rarely have people been able to complete it because you cannot stop and even rest! once you start there is no stopping~"
Soon a voice is heard and the couple walks away happily, giggling and chatting
"Humans sure are unique, a ritual like this?", he laughed intrigued
"It isâŚcan the people who complete it really have their souls⌠tied together forever?", giving him a small smile your eyes traced the stairs which looked never-ending in wonder
"Let's do it shall we?" with a smirk he grabbed your wrist
"W-Wait what!? Are you crazy!? we are not even married!", your eyes widened in shock as you implored him to think again, but he continued walking without hearing anything
"Sukuna!" with a scream you pulled your hand away from his grasp
"We are notâŚmarried, are you sure?" you gazed at him with your hands trembling protesting
"Does it matter? Is marriage needed for me to love you forever Y/n? And I am curious so what do you say?" Grabbing your wrist his eyes looked into yours unwaveringly
"AlrightâŚ", with a whisper you tried to hide your blush and your heart pounded in your lungs threatening to blow up.
This is crazy
Walking together you made your way to the entrance, your hand intertwined in his as the Sakura petals fell from the trees gracing a journey. Arriving at the entrance, the first step.
With a smirk he pulled you towards him, swooping you off your feet into his arms, with that the climb started; 450 steps non-stop.
Beads of sweat glistened and rolled down his forehead to his neck soaking him, the sun was scorching hot shining above both your heads with your hands wrapped around his neck.
Using his ability he would have completed this in no time but- to think he was obeying the rules and following the process of carrying you, him a god-like figure was obeying the rules of a mortal ritual.
With the sleeve of your Hikizuri, you wiped the sweat off his face with worry in your eyes.
"SukunaâŚ"
"What?" with a smirk, he kissed you
"No need to worry, what are you worried about?"
"I am The King of curses after all", picking up pace he continued climbing
Some hours passed and you both took the final step reaching the top, and completed the ritual. The priests were stunned to see someone being able to complete it and hurriedly rushed to offer glasses of water.
"To complete this you sir have gained my respect! haha!", one priest laughed as others chatted
He simply stood smugly beside you with pride bathing in the praises and his ego inflated to the moon.
His hands wrapped around your waist looking into your eyes, seeing him like this you could not help but smile and kiss him. It got a bit sensual as his hands started roaming around your body.
"So.." the head priest coughed, "How long have you two been married for?"
Before you could speak Sukuna spoke
"We are not married"
Causing the priests to gasp in shock as an old lady stepped in front of you both
"Would you like to get married?" with a warm smile she looked at you both holding her walking stick
"No-No it's fine" you chuckled nervously shaking your head
Your body shook, goosebumps spread across your skin causing your hair to stand on end. A shock so deep your bones felt rattled, feeling your legs give out hearing the words that came out of his mouth.
"Yes, we shall"
"W-WaitâŚSukuna! I-"
The old lady went to fetch some items from the inner sanctum of the shrine with a smile as other priests began preparations for the ceremony.
"Y/nâŚI don't need marriage to know you are mine and I am yours, but..", he tucked a strand of your hair behind your ears smirking
"I found a wish list of yours, and one of them was getting married. Mortal rituals mean nothing to me butâŚsince it's your wish I will grant it today"
Stunned feeling all air leave your lungs as you stood steeled on the spot looking at him; feeling time stop and the breeze coming to a halt.
Before you knew it the ritual had started
"Groom, do you Sukuna, marry this woman and become her partner. Will you in peaceful times, during sickness, love this person, respect this person, comfort this person, help this person, until death, do you promise to fulfill?"
"I do even beyond death"
"Bride, do you Y/n, marry this man and become his partner. Will you in peaceful times, during sickness, love this person, respect this person, comfort this person, help this person, until death, do you promise to fulfill?"
The shimmering sake poured from the Heavens down to Earth, overflowing with a fate sealed forever. No matter how many flowers bloom, wither, and turn to dust, this thread of fate has forever been tied even beyond the universe itself. "I do forever"
Footnotes: >Such a ritual does not exist in Japan the 'Sakurasou' is actually a flower meaning 'Eternal love' hence 'Sakurasou Ceremony Shrine' literally translates to 'Eternal Love Ceremony Shrine'. >But such a ritual does exist in India I stumbled across it as I was searching romantic rituals related to carrying brides and whatnot all over the world. It is their in a temple where the groom literally has to carry the bride 450 steps to reach the temple since many people are not able to do it 5 steps have been kept as minimum. If you wanna learn more just look it up lol I thought it was very romantic~ hehe~ I added some of my own stuff to the original ritual! So yeah! >The wedding vows written here are real that is done is Japanese traditional marriage~
>Check out my masterlist for all chapters and other works!
Authors Note:
[Sorry for the late update! My college is killing me lol but fret not! I now have study leave for my semester exams so! I will put out chapters frequently~ and thanks for more than 80 followers like damn...I am shook...I might do a q/a and open my asks for all of you! I will tell you all when I do! Might even do an introduction! haha!]
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Hi! I absolutely loved the demo of your gameâit was amazing! I'm excited to see more of it. I have two questions: First, how would Garret or Teagan react if they were in a room full of yanderes with y/n? Second, I hope this doesn't come across the wrong way, but I'm genuinely curiousâhow long does it usually take to release a new episode? I'm really looking forward to continuing the game, and I appreciate all the hard work you put into it. I hope I'm not rushing anyone, and I'm truly sorry if it comes off that way. Thank you so much for reading!
Thank you so much for your ask! I'll go ahead and answer your second question first before moving onto the first one! lol
I wanted to start off by thanking you for asking your question in a kind and respectful way, I completely understand where you're coming from and I don't take any offense to it what so ever!
I know I really appreciate transparency when it comes to games/ things I'm a fan of, so I want to do what I can to make sure I'm as honest and upfront with you all as possible.
So I went through my logs and did the math. Day 1 took me about 6 months from start to finish and Day 2 took me almost a full year from start to finish. That being said, Day 1 was 11k words and Day 2 was 24.5k words total. So given the fact that Day 2 was more than twice as long as Day 1, I can see why it took double the time as Day 1. (That and I learned how to add animation into Renpy and spent a little over a month going down that rabbit hole and making a few animations for the game. I also spent some time refining Day 1 while working on Day 2 so that probably made the Day 2 release take longer than it would have otherwise)
The reason why it takes as long as it does is because I'm making this game entirely by myself. That includes the script, all of the art assets, the programming, the audio, and not to mention all of the social media, and patreon content.
On top of that I also have a pretty steady stream of freelance work that usually equals to about 30-50 hours a week. I've burnt myself out in the past and I'm trying to keep a sustainable pace where I'm making progress on CHVN but I'm also enjoying life and taking breaks as needed.
That being said, I do post monthly game updates on my patreon to discuss what I've finished that month, what I have left, and what the current word count is. ( ATM it's longer than Day 1 and I still have a lot planned haha)
I also think it's worth mentioning that this is my first game and I'm learning how to do everything from scratch. My background is in the visual arts so programming and audio stuff is completely foreign to me. That being said, I'm stubborn as hell and for better or for worse once I put my mind to something, I'll get it done one way or another.
Hopefully that answers your question! Once I finish up the script portion of Day 3, I can give a better estimate of how long it'll take me, but until then I really have no idea when the actual release date will be.
Now, onto the easier/ fun part of your question! lol
Garret would play nice at first, however he would make sure that he was never more than a step away from your side. He doesn't trust anyone to behave themselves around you, especially if they're anything like him.
Teagan on the other hand would immediately try to get you to leave the room. They don't deal well with competition and would want to remove you from the situation asap. If you refused/ couldn't leave with them, then they would make sure to talk shit about all of the other Yandere's and taint your view of them. While it would put an obvious target on their own back, at least they'd know you wouldn't talk to or go off with them out of your own free will.
Thank you again for all of your support! I really appreciate it and I can only hope that the next update is worth the wait!
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jun x short reader headcanons
member â junhui x short!reader (gn) genre â fluff, humor, headcanons word count â 0.5k warnings â none! notes â this ask made me giggle because i am actually a tall girlie myself lmao. if you wanted smut lmk :) also i chose to interpret this as friends to lovers so enjoy hehe
he flirts like a middle school boy tbh and he would be really shy around you but he also loves to tease you (lovingly)
he would call you short but then immediately follow it up by putting his arm around your shoulder and saying that you're the perfect height for him to rest his arm on
at the movie theater he would get the seats at the very back so you can see over everybody (even though those are the best seats and he would get them anyway) but he would tease you and say this is what it's like walking around and seeing the tops of people's heads all the time
i feel like he would also like doing "tall" things with you, like taking you to an amusement park and riding the tallest roller coasters with you
or going on hikes so you can sit at the top of the hill and eat lunch together while looking out over the city
he would love giving you totally-platonic-and-definitely-not-flirting piggyback rides and you'd always pout and tell him to put you down but he would insist on having you up there to "guide him in case he runs into something" (as if he can't see over everybody already lol)
at concerts he would let you sit on his shoulders so you can see
he would want you to share the experience of being tall with him hehe
he would also love grabbing things for you when they're too high for you to reach
when you invite him over for dinner sometimes he'll turn on the exhaust fan at the top of the stove for youâeven though the on-switch is well within your reach and you glare at him and remind him you're not THAT short
he's also kind of become your designated handyman. smoke detector needs a new battery? light bulb needs changing? there's a spider making a web on your ceiling? he'll be there asap with a screwdriver, a new light bulb, and a cup to catch the spider with
he would love going outside with you when it rains because he can hold the umbrella up above your head and pull you really close to make sure you don't get wet
like look at how tall he is in that middle picture !! he would 100% use that to his advantage to have you hug him while you walk
not really tall/short related but while we're here i get the feeling that he's the type of guy to walk on the outside of the sidewalk by the street and make you walk on the inside away from the street
anyway overall i think he would find your height really cute no matter how tall or short you are and he would find ways to make lighthearted jokes about it in the hopes that you think he's cute too
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seventeen ao3 fic recs pt. 3
pt. 1 (completed longer fics)
pt. 2 (completed mid-length fics, <50k words)
pt. 4 (incomplete fics)
compiled a list of shorter fics for those looking for quick reads! all fics here are completed and should be under 10k words, and i'll also be updating this as i go~
in order of descending word count, last updated 02/10/2024
Cowabunga Baby (verkyeom, 10k, completed)
it's a super rare pairing but the fic's really good! actor!dk x lifeguard!hansol dynamics work surprisingly well, and all in all it was a warm and fluffy summer beach romance filled with lots of love and laughs hehe
This Invisible String (Tying You to Me) (seoksoo, 9k, completed)
this might just be my favourite seoksoo fic ever, especially in terms of characterisation bc prince!jisoo x baker!seokmin fits them so well :"") so soft so sweet i loved it
Green (With Leaves) (soonhoon, 9k, completed)
super cute soonhoon fic :) really love it when the mcs have interesting professions and jihoon works at a flower shop in this one! their personalities fit the soonhoon dynamic so well and it was a vv enjoyable read
Sunflower, Vol. 6 (jeongcheol, 9k, completed)
coups is the sweetest here!! and jeonghan is so oblivious it's adorable
splinters of time (wonhui, 7k, completed)
give me a second (to forget i ever really meant it)Â (wonhoon, 7k, completed)
underrated duo, the softest
red ripe heart (cheolsoo, 7k, completed)
svt in the test kitchen was something i never knew i needed but alas, here we are :") the banter!! the tension!! the innuendoes!! i'd kill to see this actually happen, manifesting this as a gose ep asap
liar liar pants on fire (minwon, 6k, completed)
How to Attract a Bad Boy (The Kind of Guy Who Sucks at Everything) (seoksoo, 6k, completed)
this was hilarious and also joshua is as unhinged here as he is in gose
Back 2 U (AM 01:27)Â (minwon, 6k, completed)
welps
��ë기 (minwon, 6k, completed)
historical au - this reminded me of 'til kingdom come by lightningbend, loved how the class difference played into their dynamics! really cute really wholesome
rites of spring (soonwoo, 6k, completed)
super cute soonwoo high school au! it's a mix of goofiness and tenderness that is so reflective of their dynamics - geguri writes the best soonwoo fics and that is a hill i will die on
treat me well (seokgyu, 5k, completed)
all flowers in time bend towards the sun (soonwoo, 4k, completed)
sweet, brief glimpses of soonwoo moments
enigma (minwon, 4k words, completed)
written by the same author who wrote love stuck! in essence, this was a uni au written for the nerds lmao and i loved it so much... super cute and creative and what better way to ask someone out than to use matrix cryptography?? there is NONE
smoking roses (jeongcheol, 3k, completed)
how op manages to encapsulate the yearning built over 10 years of history so succinctly within 3k words i'll never know
ć (gyuhan, 3k words, completed)
softly come true (soonhoon, 3k words, completed)
soonyoung trying to mend things with jihoon is the most endearing thing to read ever
it's a date (verhan, 2k words, completed)
super adorable aquarium meet-cute - verhan isn't a common pairing so their dynamics were v refreshing!
sisyphean (soonwoo, 1k words, completed)
super cool fic about necromancy!
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Hi friends! We have a couple of updates to share.Â
Firstly, Seraj needs more than $3,300 to pull off his final Ramadan project before Eid. He wants to distribute it on the last day of Ramadan, which is in 3 days, so we need to get to $20k ASAP!Â
contribute at bit.ly/serajfund
The financial situation in Rah Fah continues to decline, with intermediaries taking a 15-17% cut when people get cash out. He is so hopeful that this project will work out! Helping others and bringing smiles to facesâespecially those of childrenâis clearly one of Serajâs passions.Â
Here are the project details, all thought up by Seraj himself. He has amazing ideas! 125-130 cash envelopes containing either 50 or 100 shekels each. Seraj will distribute them based on how large each family is. Seraj will also make 40 envelopes for kids, each containing 20 shekels.Â
Currently, Serajâs plan is to distribute his envelopes on the last day of Ramadan, before Eid al-Fitr. Last time he tried to print something, the printer had no electricity. He has a plan this time for checking in early to make sure he has a chance to print.Â
Working with Seraj on his mutual aid projects has been such a tangible reminder that we reject the notion of charity (which is very rooted in the white savior complex and pity of Black and Brown folx), and even allyship (not enough action)Â instead are partners and collaborators with Seraj self directing, leading us, and constantly motivating us to to get to the next goal so he can achieve his vision!Â
 Because Seraj and his family have managed to survive, heâs been able to give back. No NGOs or governments, just a 21-year-old young man helping as many of his neighbors as he can. In his words, âThis is my duty, sisters, as long as I can help! Why don't I do that!â
Seraj is genuinely a superstar to everyone on our team. His generosity is humbling to us. We have so much to learn from Pale-eh -steinians.Â
Secondly, we have a date for our upcoming virtual dance party! Mark your calendars for Monday, April 29th in the evening (Pacific time). Sky is hosting this event to hype up our virtual auction for Seraj. Follow Sky on Instagram for more details @rebirthgarments or @radicalvisibilitycollective
If youâd still like to contribute items to the auction, go to bit.ly/fundraiserforseraj ! Serajâs Support SoirĂŠe would like to offer an item or service for every budget. And we encourage a wide variety of dough-nation types! While many of them will be creative objects, they do not have to be.
Some examples:
a book you love or wrote
a framed photograph
a massage (local area bidders only)
a meditation session
a piĂąata
a tarot reading
a t-shirt you love or designed
stickers
a virtual lesson on social media marketing
visual art
a virtual dance lesson
Your items will be listed this week on Give Butter! (stay tuned for details!)Â
Our support soiree dance party will hype up the auction featuring selections from the archives of Rebirth Garments fashion performances while you can dance with Sky!
Thank you so much for being here for Seraj. He and his family are so deeply grateful for all of the ways folks have supported them and partnered with them to help others. And our team is so thankful for how you all have stepped up. Please share and contribute!Â
-Written by my team member Bex with additions by me!
[image Description: a flyer featuring a photo by Seraj of a small little kid with a blue plastic bag full of fresh fruits and vegetables. The kiddo has a heart emoji over their face and is smiling really big. They are wearing a red shirt that says âsleep timeâ with a sleeping bear on it. They are standing on a sandy ground in front of a tent. Text to the right of the photo on a red background reads: Gaza Sky Serajâs mutual aid project for Ramadan in Rah-fah For part 2 of Serajâs Ramadan project, he gave out 32 food parcels for 32 families around him in the displacement camps. Send support to his family + others! bit.ly/serajfund â Underneath is a QR code with the link. ]
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To the Sinners reading "Oh Deer"
It's been a while my little deerlings! â¸(ď˝ĄË áľ Ë )â¸âĄ
I just wanted to give an update as I realize I've been pretty quiet since posting chapter 10. Can I just say.
The COMMENTS I've been getting??! ( â˘ĚĚŻ v â˘ĚĚŻ) Y'all are too sweet, holy shit. I've been reading them and re-reading them and just squealing like a schoolgirl into my pillow while kicking my feet around like a lil silly billy. THANK YOU SO MUCH if you've written to me, I fucking love getting comments and the ones I've gotten as of recent are just (ŕŽďšŕŽ`・)
Perfection. Thank you ę¨ I promise to respond to each and every one! (â´ Ë `â) I also want to apologize for the delay in the next chapter. That last one really knocked the wind out of me and I just needed a break. Not only that, but work has picked up recently and.... I've recently started seeing someone (â¸â¸ŕš ĚŤ ŕšâ¸â¸â¸) (y'all pray for me cause he's really nice and we share so many common interests and I just... really want this to go well)
So long story short my life has just been a bit of a whirlwind recently haha! But I've still been trying to tippy tap when I can. I can't say when I'll post the next chapter, maybe in a week or two, but I can assure you it's in the works!
Thank you so so much for your love and patience and support! I'm truly honoured people take the time to read my lil story and have been so kind. Hopefully I can get this next chapter out asap! Love y'all to Hell and back! âĄăŮŠ( ËâżË )ŰśăâĄ
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The Syndicate - Chapter 8 : Complications & Whiskey
Pairings: Choi San X Female Reader, Park Seonghwa X Female Reader, Ateez X Female Reader
Genre: Lots of angst, Romance, Crime Fiction, Psychological Drama
Word Count: 15.9k
Tags/Warnings: For Mature Audiences, Mentions of Illegal activities (i.e Kidnapping, extortion, assassination etc.), flirting, kissing (yk that cheesy stuff couples do) Mentions of San's past lover being not so cool. (Not edited properly, I'll come back to it when I can)
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Author's Note đ: Hi! It's been a while since I updated this story, unfortunately I had really bad burnout and kind of struggled writing this chapter. Luckily one of my readers reached out to me which really motivated me to finish this chapter. The beginning is a little bumpy but it gets better! Like always I hope whoever reads this enjoys this chapter and if you didn't keep it to yourself! Again, thank you for remaining patient! (It's 2 am and I'm tired but I still wanna post this rn because I need to get it off my hands asap so I can work on the next chapter) - Nđ
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How did this happen? How did he get my number? Did he bug the hospital room somehow? Maybe Chrisâ phone? Fuck. There was a long silence of me trying to process what just happened then Captain Lee continues âI was just calling to let you know youâre more than welcome to come back to the police force.â My blood runs cold causing me to slightly stutter âSo howâd you get my number?â He chuckles which gives me a horrible case of my whole body feeling cold âAh, donât worry about it Detective I have my methods.â
I nervously laugh and my grip becomes increasingly tight on my phone while I carefully look around making sure no one was watching. Making sure "he" wasn't watching. âAh well, Iâll think about it Captain but I was just hoping you keep my anonymity since Aurora Syndicate is currently out looking for me.â Iâm hoping he doesnât suspect anything âOh yes, Detective Bang told me earlier and donât get me wrong Iâll grant it for you but Iâll let you know that Iâm also aware that you know I worked with The Obsidian Dragon. So naturally, if you tell anyone Iâm afraid Iâll have to get rid of you. So to keep tabs on you, youâre coming back to the police force whether you like it or not.â
I put my hand on my forehead and push my bangs back and hold back tears âWhat do you mean Captain? Why am I being forced into this? This is why I disappeared, to distance myself from this. I can't go back.â Captain Lee clicks his tongue a few times and says âWell, Iâm sure you do know investigating these Mob bosses will get you killed so you should know that once you step into the world of corruption and ghost money your only way out is death whether youâre involved or youâre investigating it.â
He isnât wrong, every single word heâs saying is right. I got myself into this mess and now Iâm stuck. The only words that manage to leave my mouth are âOkay then, when do I go back?â Iâm going to regret this. I could hear the smile in his voice âAnytime you want, preferably on Monday but donât worry youâll be doing desk jobs until youâre cleared. or until I feel you're good to goâ I silently nod then I say in a very hushed tone âAlright, see you then Captain Lee.â
I hang up and clench my phone in my hand trying to blink back tears. I canât cry here. I wipe away the stray tears before I buy the groceries. Once I've paid for them I put my phone on factory reset and throw it away into a trash bin outside the grocery store and head back to the tattoo shop. This is not good, I'm worried as to how he got a hold of my phone number. I didn't even give it to Chris. I'm terrified he probably knows more than what he leads on.
 When I arrive to the hideout I notice everyone was still asleep so I stand in the dark kitchen and silently cry for a few minutes. I know everything will change after this. Theyâre all going to stop trusting me, not that they trusted me much anyway but what worries me the most is San. I might as well enjoy the calm before the storm.
Once I start cooking I notice Seonghwa sleepily rubbing his eyes and says âHey, good morning no wonder I smelled sauteed meat and garlic, youâre in the kitchen.â I smile and nod âYes, youâre spot on. I decided to cook for you guys since your cook isnât here. Iâm afraid it wonât be as good though.â Seonghwa raises his hand and shakes his head âNah, it canât canât be worse than Hongjoongâs cooking. At least what you're cooking smells edible so Iâm sure it'll taste just as good as it smells.â
He washes his hands and walks over to me âNeed a hand?â I shake my head âOh no you donât have to, I was hoping you guys wouldnât wake up until I was finishedâ He pats my head âHm, Iâll help you. Iâm awake so I might as well make myself usefulâ I giggle âAlright, please peel the potatoes?â He nods âYes, maâamâ after we prepped and cooked everything I exhaustedly sit on the couch then I space out.
I want to tell Seonghwa but Iâm scared heâs going to get upset. How do I tell him? Seonghwa soon follows and sits next to me and looks over at me waiting for me to say something. Worriedly he says ây/n? Are you okay?â I look over at him âHm? Oh nothing I just have alot on my mind as of recently. A Lot has happened.â He nods âI agree, that attack from the feds hit us hard but donât worry. Everything will fix itself eventually.â
I sigh and reach over to nudge Seonghwaâs arm âHwa, I need to tell you something. I know I need to tell San right away but Iâm scared.â He furrows his eyebrows and looks at me with a huge concern âDid something happen?â I hide my hands under my thighs âCaptain Lee called me out of nowhere when I was grocery shopping this morning and he told me I have to go back to the police station again to keep tabs on me or else he says heâs going to take me out. I honestly have no idea how he even got a hold of my phone number, I had no choice but to say yes. I fucked up. Iâm so sorry.â
I bite my lip to keep myself from bursting into tears while he silently stares at the ground for a moment then he cautiously looks back at me âNo, no. This isnât your fault, but you do have to tell San. This isnât good at all. â I nod âYouâre right, this canât wait canât it? I was going to wait until everyone finished eating. Forgive me please donât tell anyone else about this Iâll tell San myself.â I get up trying my best not to start crying in front of Seonghwa. Before I even have the chance to walk away he stops me tugging on my hand so that I turn to face him. He looks up at me from his seat "Remember, everything is going to be okay even if it seems like there's no way out of it." I force a smile and nod "Right, thank you for being such an amazing friend Hwa." Seonghwa slowly lets go of my hand and nods. "Always." I'm grateful to have a friend as caring as Seonghwa, someone who will comfort me and reassure me when i'm in doubt. I just hope one day i'll be able to return the favor.
When I open the door to Sanâs room and slowly close the door behind me. I carefully sit down on his bed and gently shake him âSan, I have something to tell you.â He quietly hums and sleepily turns to face me trying to blink away his sleepiness ây/n? Whatâs wrong? Are you okay? Youâre awake?â I shake my head trying to hold back tears. Iâm so scared. He sits up and grabs my hand and gently kisses my knuckles âWhatâs wrong?â My lip slightly quivers âI have to tell you something. It���s something kind of serious.â He sits up and gently rubs the back of my hand with his thumb âWell, whenever youâre ready angel eyes.â I tighten my grip on his hand and put my other hand over his and take a deep breath then silently exhale âWell, Captain Lee called me and said I have to go back to the police station again or heâs going to kill me and whoever else knows about him working for The Obsidian Dragon and that he was the true reason why The Phantom died.â
San stays silent for a few seconds then in a low tone he responds âWhy?â I stare at his hand then I look over at his body language and I could feel how angry he is right now which is what scares me the most because I know how impulsive he is. As much as I donât want to look at how angry he is I look up at him meeting his eyes âHe wants to keep tabs on me.â He lets out a long sigh and gently kisses my forehead âI promise youâll be safe.â I look into his hypnotizing dark brown eyes âSo youâre not mad at me?â His demeanor quickly changes and gives me his cute dimpled smile âHey, why would I be? This isnât your fault at all.â Part of me felt like it was, I feel like a burden now that I know Captain Lee is unknowingly threatening San with me.
âI donât know, I just feel like somehow it was my fault because I told Chris about Captain Lee being corrupt. Despite that I know deep in my heart that Chris would never say anything.â Sanâs smile disappears and raises his eyebrow âAre you sure? How do you know it wasnât him?â I bite the inside of my lip second guessing my previous statement now because of his serious demeanor. âWell, because I know him and he always keeps his word no matter what. That includes secrets. He'd never put me in harmâs way, heâs always protected me so it canât be him.â He lets out a quiet sigh âBabe heâs a cop what do you expect? Heâs going to open his mouth if it benefits him. Especially now since you no longer work at the police station that lead is probably a huge opportunity for a promotion.â I shake my head âNo, heâd never do that especially not if it ended up hurting someone.â
He looks at me with a straight face almost like what I was saying is a bunch of nonsense âIâm sorry, I love you but I donât trust that partner of yours.â I frustratedly put my hands on my forehead âHear me out, when I told Chris I specifically told him to ask Captain Lee not to release the news of me being alive and to grant me anonymity. Which yes, Captain Lee acknowledged and said heâd agree too if I went back to the station but another thing I told Chris was that Aurora Syndicate was after me and that I needed my anonymity because of that. Captain Lee didnât know that and he never once mentioned it until I said something about it so if Chris did tell him he would have known that and would have mentioned it first.â
San's eyes slightly narrow âBut what if he didnât mention it on purpose? Heâs a cop so heâs great at being able to convince someone with words by conveniently leaving things out.â Okay, as a cop this is embarrassing how Iâm forgetting my own methods now. I sigh and lay back onto the bed âOk you know what?" I frustratedly run my fingers through my hair. "Fine who cares how he found out, the problem is that he found out and now Iâm fucking scared to go back knowing Iâm only there because heâs going to wait until I fuck up so he could kill me. Even then I still don't want to lose you either.â A big knot grows in my throat, feeling the tears begin to sting my eyes âThis is why I'm telling you, because I need your help. I donât know what to do, and I didnât want to leave without a word and leave you wondering whether Iâm okay or not.â
San lays next to me and wipes the tears away then gently pulls me close to him âYou wonât be alone I promise, Seonghwa will be my eyes. I have a plan but that will be all up to you if you want to do this.â I nod âOf course, anything.â He smiles and kisses my forehead âGood girl, the plan is you will be my informant on what the police department is up to regarding Aurora Syndicate. Of course youâll be under observation so evreytime you do have Information Iâll have Seonghwa send over the information via burner phone and dispose of it after each use to lower the chance of us getting caught.â San gives me the most gentle gaze and gently kisses the side of my head âThis is going to end soon I promise, even if youâll be someone elseâs temporarily.â
I furrow my eyebrows and give him a confused stare âUh what?â He smirks and lifts up my chin âYouâll have to pretend you and Seonghwa are in a relationship because heâs going to be living with you, even though it pains me. I have no choice at this point than to fool Lee for a little while longer while we gather up a plan.â What is this? Again with the fake boyfriend? I look up in disappointment while massaging my temples lightly âReally? How can you be so comfortable sharing me with another man like that? Can't we just be roommates or something?â He shrugs âThe thing is if he's not related to you in anyway at all people will start looking into him a lot more, your supposed relationship to him might be a good distraction for them and much more convincing.â
He's really trying to sell me this, it's not a horrible idea but I don't know.. Kind of awkward after what happened between me and Seonghwa last night. âBesides when you went to your funeral with him and he brought you back home safely didnât he?â I roll my eyes and jokingly retort âYeah, what if I fall in love with him? Then what?â He smiles and takes my face in his hand âHm, well then Iâll try to win you back no matter how many times it takes because like I said in the end you and I both know youâre mine. I know my place in your heart and you know mine, we are one. So, no. Iâm not worried I'll lose you to him because I know itâs not going to happen. Youâll always be mine in one way or another.â Never have I seen a man so sure about how he feels towards me. How... Nice.
âYou really feel that way?â I ask while I gently run my hand along his white t shirt clad chest. âI mean, do you? Because, I do.â he chuckles and raises an eyebrow giving me a dimpled smirk while I try to keep myself composed and nod âOf course I do.â he pulls me in a little closer and kisses me while he gently tucks a lock of hair behind my ear. âNo one will hurt you.â I poke his small dimple âI know, I believe you. Iâve seen what you can do.â San smirks devilishly hovering his lips over mine âI can do that and much more, just for you.â I giggle and clear the few stray pieces of hair from his face. His cat like eyes making me dizzy, for a second I forget how lost in his gaze I am until he leans in and kisses my forehead "My angel."
In response I rest my forehead on his shoulder and sigh "I'm tired of all of this San. I want this to stop." He gently presses his lips on the top of my head whilst he holds me close "I know you do baby. I want it to stop too, I want to be happy with you. Soon, okay?" Feeling a tinge of guilt, I bite my lip trying my hardest not to cry despite the huge uncomfortable knot in my throat.
San rolls onto his back and pulls me onto his chest "Let's lay here for a bit." I look up at him "So that's it?" San raises his eyebrow and hums "What do you mean? Was I supposed to say something else?" I shrug "I don't know, you don't seem shaken up over Lee's threat towards me." San runs his fingers through my hair "Well, how do you know I'm not scared?" He's right, maybe he's trying to keep me from freaking out. "Well, for one we moved on from this conversation way too quickly." He quietly stares up at the ceiling for a few moments his fingers now gently massaging my scalp until he finally speaks again. "Hm, well I am scared. I'm also angry and bloodthirsty, but I can't show you that part of myself. I don't want to scare you, I don't want to fuel your brain with ideas of me that might make you not trust me at all."
Okay so I guess I was right, he knows he still scares me to some degree despite loving him so much. I hate how conflicting this is. "I see, so you're trying to spare me from freaking out then?" He smiles gently booping my nose "You got it." I rest my head on his chest and sigh.I hate how my "fake" death ended up becoming pointless, and unfortunately it's probably something Captain Lee will end up blackmailing me with. I thought I was going to catch him by surprise but no, now I'm hoping I can find a way for Captain Lee to get blindsided while still under his observation.
I look up and notice San staring up at the ceiling again then I bury my face in the crook of his neck holding onto him tightly. He turns to me and gently plants a kiss on my temple then rests his head onto mine. âI really am going to miss you.â I lace his fingers between mine âI am too honestly. I wish we could stay like this forever.â Letting him go now seems like a crime, why is it that he terrifies me but yet makes me so happy? âI got so used to having you at my side for so long that I forgot what it felt like to not feel so- I donât know, alone?â I giggle âThatâs a nice way of putting it because I feel the same way.â He pushes a strand of hair behind my ear and shows me his dimpled smile âYeah?â My ears get hot and I bury my face in his chest causing him to quietly laugh âI swear youâre so cute when you get shy. Iâll miss that too.â I peek and look up at him âHey, donât be sad. I did a surprise for you and the guys this morning but I think maybe the food has gotten cold by now.â HIs eyes light up âWait, wow. I get to try your food?â I nod and awkwardly smile âYeah but if you donât like it itâs okay. I honestly hate my cooking but my family strangely seemed to love it so I just wanted to cook for you guys because I trust my familyâs opinion on it despite personally not really being a fan of what I make.â
San gives me a dimpled smile âIâm sure itâs delicious angel eyes, I know Iâm going to love it so donât worry. Also, I think we should go eat. Iâm sure after everything this morning youâre probably really hungry.â He smirks and winks at me causing me to cover my eyes. Why is he always making my heart feel like it's going to jump out of my throat? âStop it. Stop doing that thing with your face again!â He removes my hand from my face and chuckles "Wait, what's wrong with my face?" I shyly look in the other direction avoiding eye contact while my voice slowly trails "Um, nothing. You just.." San turns my face back in his direction "You what?" Stunned, I simply blink back in response until he chuckles and pulls me into a chaste kiss. Once he pulls away he gently runs his thumb along my bottom lip and for a few moments I recalibrate my brain until I finally respond "You're handsome...That's what I wanted to say." San hums and pulls my hand up to his lips gently pressing it onto his lips. "So sweet aren't we baby?"
When we walk to the kitchen we notice most of the guys were in the living room except Hongjoong, Jongho and Wooyoung who were in their respective rooms. I look over at San awkwardly knowing full well that some of them aren't too keen on me. I clear my throat trying to lightly bring their attention âSo uh, is anyone hungry?â Yunho looks up from the game heâs playing âHm? Thereâs food?â I nod âYeah, I woke up early this morning to make it mostly because I couldnât go back to sleep. Do you mind getting the others? Iâll bring Wooyoungâs breakfast later when heâs woken up.â
Yunho nods and walks over to go fetch the 2 others while everyone else takes their seat at the table meanwhile Seonghwa and I set the table while evreyone talks amongst themselves waiting for the others to come. Eventually Jongho, Hongjoong and Yunho sit down at the table with the only person missing being Wooyoung. Seeing everyone here except Wooyoung felt odd considering he was always very much present in the conversations but now that he wasnât here the table was more at peace or so we thought. Seonghwa looks over at me and San âSo uh, why are we here all together?â
San laces his fingers together âWell, something happened this morning.â Hongjoong narrows his eyes "The feds know where we are?" Jongho glances at San "Did they?" San shakes his head then pushes his glasses up "No. Captain Lee contacted y/n about going back to the police station. Of course he knows sheâs alive now but blatantly threatened her to come back to the police force because he knows that she knows about his involvement with The Black Obsidian. He says he wants her working there to keep tabs on her which comes to my next statement. Weâre starting a very important assignment regarding this issue. Of course the person whoâs going to actually be joining y/n will be Seonghwa.â
Everyone is silent then Mingi slowly raises his hand âSo itâs just him? What are we supposed to do then?â San nods âyeah, the reason why heâs going is because heâs the only one that that has no file under his name in the NIS data baseâ Hongjoong looks at San âNeither does Yeosang though.â San looks over at Hongjoong and smirks âThatâs the thing, Iâm sure Yeosang is not going to want to pretend heâs y/nâs lover. I also know y/n is definitely not comfortable with him either.â Yunho looks over at Seonghwa whose ears were a bright pink hue then back at San âWait so are you saying Seonghwa is going to go with y/n and pretend heâs her boyfriend? Why though? Is it to keep an eye on her?â San nods then Seonghwa uncomfortably shifts in his seat âYep, Seonghwa is also going to be the one communicating to us whatâs going on at the station since Iâm sure y/n wonât even have the chance to since sheâll be under a microscope with Lee.âÂ
Yeosang frowns âSo what does that have to do with us? Isnât it just going to be a mission just for them?â San takes a sip of his warm tea and continues âNo, itâll involve you guys as well but that means youâll have to lay low. Some will be tailing Lee and other officials working for him that includes y/nâs partner Detective Chris Bang, some of you will also be keeping watch the security cameras at the police station and the cameras near and around where y/n will reside in case anyone is sent by Captain Lee.â Everyone stays silent for a while then Jongho says âWooyung isnât part of any of this right? Heâs still recovering from that punctured lung.â San bites the inside of his cheek âYeah, heâs not. I just want him to get better and that means he canât strain himself so please no one speak to him about this. Obviously I donât know how long this will take but until he gets better please donât say anything you all know how he is.â Hongjoong cocks an eyebrow âWhat about when he asks about y/n? You know how he is with his questions.â Yeosang then says âJust tell him she voluntarily left on her own because Lee found out she was alive.â
San leans back onto his chair âThereâs your answer, with Seonghwa just say he went on an assignment abroad. Everyone understand? â Everyone agrees and say in an untimed unison âYes boss.â Meanwhile Seonghwa silently stares at the table then he looks at San âSo you trust me enough let me pass off as y/nâs lover?â I look over at Seonghwa and can tell heâs probably not comfortable going through with this. San gives him a smile clearly showing him how much he trusts him âOf course, youâve taken such great care of her when I wasnât able to. Besides this is all fake anyway.â He understandably nods and says âAlright, Iâll do my best to make you proud again.â Seonghwa catches me staring at him and gives me a sweet smile âI promise I wonât let anything to happen to you.â I nod and try to act as nonchalant as I can âThank you, I appreciate it.â Meanwhile San pats my head and says âAlright everyone can resume eating now, I heard y/n cooked this for us so letâs not leave anything on our plates.â
Everyone begins to eat and after a few moments I notice a few of the guys nodding in approval. Yeosang then looks over at me and says âThank you for the food y/n.â Shocked he even complimented me I vigorously nod âThank you so much but it wasnât just me, Seonghwa helped me as well. Iâm sure if he didnât help the food wouldnât have been as good as it was.â Could it be that a way to get to a cold man's heart is food? It's starting to ring true now. Seonghwa chuckles âI only peeled the potatoes and made the rice, it was all you y/n.â With his cheeks stuffed with food mid chew Mingi says âYouâd honestly make a great wife, your cooking is immaculate and reminds me of my motherâsâ San gives Mingi a stare and I nervously laugh âIâm sure your motherâs cooking is way more delicious Mingiâ Jongho gives me a comforting smile âHonestly your cooking is amazing, even if you donât feel that way. Iâm saying that because these guys are so picky that the in house chef we had back at HQ quit after about a month of being there.â
I cover my mouth trying to cover up the big smile on my face then I say âWell, I guess Iâm lucky to have such picky eaters like my food.â San puts his hand on my thigh and gently squeezes âSee? Donât forget to give yourself some credit sometimes.â I give him a small smile and nod then I look in the direction of the rest of the table âI know this is random but I just wanted to let you guys know I wonât be outing any information regarding the Syndicate if thatâs what some of you are worried about, Iâll take that to the grave.â Jongho sets down his coffee mug onto the table âDonât worry, I trust you. Iâm sure the others do as well to an extent they just donât want to admit it but I believe you y/n.â Yunho and Seonghwa both nod then Yunho responds while looking directly at Yeosang and Hongjoong âEven then for the ones who still donât trust you theyâll see youâre not a bad person and youâre worth trusting.â Hongjoong tilts his head âYou must be talking about Yeosang and not me. If I didnât trust y/n I wouldnât have let her touch a computer and much less suggest to San to let her have her own.â
My lips slightly part looking at the table then I look back and notice Hongjoongâs usual annoyed look replaced with one of a small smile âBut also how could I not trust someone who likes Spongebob?â I giggle then I turn to Yunho âHeâs right, heâs actually been very nice to me so no worries about that.â He continues looking in Yeosangâs direction âIâm glad to hear, although I was mostly referring to Yeosang here considering how many rude and tasteless things heâs said to you and that doesnât even include the things heâs said while Wooyoung instigated.â I shake my head âAh, no thatâs okay donât worry. I respect his reasons.â
He silently nods for a few seconds as if he was unconsciously doing it to calm himself down âYouâll see sheâs not a horrible person, and when Wooyoung comes back heâs going to see for himself too.â Yeosang sits there staring at Yunho for a few seconds then stands up silently and walks to his room leaving everyone in shock. Why do I always cause these things, if someone isnât getting upset over something I did someone else is getting upset over something someone did to me. I wish this wasnât the case, it only comes off that Iâm the one causing problems.
San glances at Yeosangâs empty seat then back at me âDonât worry, heâll be fine he just canât stand being wrong.â I silently nod then San smiles and says âEveryone is dismissed for now, weâll talk about everything in detail laterâŚâ A few moments later Sanâs cellphone rings and hurriedly gets up and says âIâll be back, Iâve got to take this call..â Eventually evreyone finishes eating but San never comes back so once everyone leaves, I stay behind to clean the dishes while Seonghwa clears the table. He silently walks over to me holding a few plates gently setting them down onto the sink and walks back to the table to retrieve more. Heâs awfully quiet.
Should I say something? I stare down at the bubbly water in the sink until I finally speak âWhyâd you stay? I would have cleaned up, itâs fine.â Without turning in his direction I could hear the slight clinking of the glasses as he steps in my direction again. âI wanted to, besides it didnât sit right for me not to clean up after myself.â I dryly laugh âYou mean after your friends?â I turn to Seonghwa who walks up next to me and sets down the glasses next to the sink and gives me a smirk âExactly, you need my help. Scoot over.â I roll my eyes and scoot over, giving Seonghwa room to stand next to me and begin to dry off the plates I've already washed. For a while he and I clean together in silence until unexpectedly I hear âSorry, I wasnât expecting the call to be this long but something came up.â Both Seonghwa and I turn to San and he continues âI know this is very short notice but do you mind coming to something with me tomorrow night angel eyes?â I glance at Seonghwa who looked just as confused as I then back at San who was standing at the entrance of the kitchen waiting for a response âArenât we supposed to lay low?â
I ask slightly unsure, San gives me a reassuring smile âWeâll be okay. I just wanted you to meet my mother and sister, you know since Seonghwa here knows them I think itâs a good idea you meet them as well. Iâm almost positive you three will get along.â I canât meet his family, what if they donât like me and they send for me to get killed? Especially if they find out Iâm a former cop. Seonghwa glances at me slightly concerned âWhat if she just stays home and rests? Sheâs been through alot these past days.â San lets out a sigh and pats Seonghwa's back turning his attention back to himself. âJongho, you, and the rest are coming so weâll be fine. Besides, if she doesnât want to go she's more than welcome to stay home.â Well, I guess I have a social affair to attend to now. At least now I'll get to do a little familiarization with San's family.
"I'll go..I don't mind sounds fun. I'm kind of tired of being couped up." San gives me a small smile "There you go, you heard the lady. She's going." Seonghwa quietly washes a glass under the warm running water while I dry off my hands on the hand towel next to the sink âWhat exactly is this thing weâre going to?â San walks over to me holding back a big smile âItâs my sisterâs birthdayâ He gently rests his hand on my uninjured shoulder âI wanted you to join us. I know youâre supposed to be resting right now but Jongho will be there, so I promise youâll be okay. Besides I figured you'd like to know who works for us and how deep our business runs. â I slowly nod âOkay sure, but what am I supposed to wear? I didn't bring anything with me, much less anything that covers up what happened on my shoulder..â
San shakes his head âDonât worry about it, Iâll take care of everything.â He glances over at Seonghwa and says âMake sure my mother doesnât find out about the specifics with the police, I donât want her to worry. Thereâs also a small job I need you to do for me. Mingi will be joining you.â Seonghwa nods obediently âNoted, but what happens if she asks why Wooyoung isnât there? She knows heâd never miss anything like this..â San stares off into the distance for a moment âHe had a family emergency and he wasnât available.â San seemed to have become a bit haste to which Seonghwa seemed to pick up on and responds âOh, okay that seems plausible.â San motions him in the direction of the living room âMingiâs waiting.â Seonghwa sets down the dishes, wipes his hands dry on the hand towel next to the sink and excuses himself.
I notice thereâs this weird tension between them but I canât put my finger on why they feel that way towards each other or if itâs mutual. âYou remember Nari? Sheâs coming over to get you ready for tomorrow.â Oh, itâs the same woman that did my hair and got me dolled up for my funeral. I guess it makes sense, sheâll probably know what the family approves of. âSounds nice, she was nice..â I look down at the ground not wanting to meet his eyes. San gently turns my face in his direction with his eyebrows softly furrowed âWhatâs wrong angel eyes? Are you okay?â I sigh and lean into his touch âIâm scared. What if they hate me?â San gently caresses my cheek with his thumb âBabe, I promise they wonât hate you. Iâll just tell them youâre not involved in the business so they wonât ask you any questions over who you're affiliated with and who you work for.â Wait, does that mean heâs going to tell his mom about us? âWait, why would you tell your mom that? Are you going to tell her about us?â
He nods and takes both my hands gently bringing them up to his lips âOf course, but Iâm still going to tell her not to speak on it to anyone and to pretend you and I are simply colleagues in the eyes of others but sheâll know.â San lies alot, which worries me. If he easily lies over the smallest things like this does that mean heâll easily lie to me? âYouâre lying again.â He dryly laughs and pulls me closer to him âMy mother wonât speak I promise, if she was able to keep my dadâs deepest darkest secrets Iâm sure she can keep our relationship a secret. I felt like itâs something we should do before youâre gone, I want at least someone to know about us..â if only he knew that someone does know, just not who he thinks it is. He leans in and gives me a quick peck making sure no one was around then gently pushes a strand of my hair behind my ear âYou trust me right?â Stupidly enough, like always my brain decides to completely betray me and respond without thinking âI do.â He gently kisses my forehead and softly says in a low voice âMy beautiful angel.â Everytime he calls me that it makes me melt, and I think he knows that.
âIâm going to give you a more dramatic look today, obviously still within the likes of Mrs. Choiâ Nari gently works in some sort of eye primer on my eyes using a soft brush and begins to work on my eye makeup. After a few minutes of her working her magic I have a sudden urge to ask her a question âNari, I have a question..â She softly hums and I clasp my hands together âDo you know Mrs. Choi and Sanâs sister?â I concentrate on the gentle brush strokes to calm me down for some reason slightly afraid of her answers âI do, theyâre very sweet. I work with them quite often actually. I just saw them this morning.â I quietly hum then Nari continues âHow come? Are you worried about something?â I let out a soft sigh âWell, Iâm scared they might not like me. I heard what the mother did to one of Sanâs exes and ordered for her assassination.â
The older woman clicks her tongue âWell, do you know what happened?â What happened? What does she mean? Does she mean that woman did something to upset Sanâs mother? âUh, I mean no. Not really thatâs honestly all I could dig up, besides Sanâs never mentioned any of his exes so I genuinely donât know the full situationâ Nari pops her gum followed by the smile in her voice âI can tell you, Iâve been working for the Choi family for yearsâŚâ I softly gasp and open my eyes âWait, for how long?â Nari gives me a soft smile â I was hired personally by Mrs. Choi ten years ago, ever since then Iâve been doing her and her daughterâs makeup for public events..â
Nari gently has me close my eyes again and continues âAnyway, as you know her name was Hae Jihye she and San dated for a few years. I believe it was about 5 or so years but they eventually became engaged, both were pretty young but since the Choi family was so well off Mrs. Choi encouraged them to get married. She was very fond of Jihye up until San found out she was secretly seeing another man and stealing money from him and ordering shady dealings without double checking these were allies and not possible undercover cops. Up until her death she always said it was because San never gave her attention and because she felt lonely but everyone close to the Choiâs know he treated her like his princess. He would have brought her the moon if she so wanted, he gave her everything. Open.â
I open my eyes and see Nari begins to fill in my eyebrows and continues âAnyway, it so just happened the real reason was that she thought San was a huge pushover and was only planning on marrying him for his money and the Choiâs heavy influence. She wanted to be someone important since she came from a poor background.â Poor San, he gave his heart to this woman and she stomped all over it⌠âSo when Mrs. Choi caught wind of it thanks to Sanâs best friend Wooyoung she began to conspire against Jihye. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned..â Nari smooths out some sort of face primer on my skin, her hands being gentle against my skin then quickly begins to work on my base âShe got Kang Yeosang, one of Sanâs associates to carry out the assasination and right as she was exiting the beauty salon she was shot and killed. Just to add insult to injury Mrs. Choi sent the hand of Jihyeâs secret lover to her grieving family along with a note that read âHope you enjoy this small gift!â and that was that. â
I look at Nari giving her a very unnerved expression âWow that'sâŚheavy.â Nari nods while gently powdering my face âSo lesson of the story is don't be an opportunist and Mrs. Choi will be kind.â I know Nari and San said Mrs. Choi is nice but I can't keep myself from thinking she's going to find something she doesn't like. What a great time to overthink. âActually, San doesn't want to tell her about me being a cop..â Nari begins to gently apply my lipstick with small gentle strokes âSweetheart I think you should just be honest, I mean you've been all over the news recently. I'm sure Mrs. Choi knows exactly who you are.â Oh my gosh how could I forget about that?! She's right, it's going to be a horrible look if I lie to her right from the start.
âI should let San know, you know like about me not wanting to lie to his mom not what happened with Jihye. I'll definitely never mention her ever.â Nari then raises her eyebrows âSo, are you going to tell his mom you two are thing?â Her question catching me off guard I almost choke on my own saliva causing me to swallow quite hard. For a moment, I struggle how to answer until I finally but hesitantly respond âWell honestly, I think itâs a bad idea that I tell her weâre together especially if she knows I'm a cop. Despite how nice she is, she has too much history between my previous boss and her family, not the good kind either. Knowing sheâs willing to kill I think Iâm going to steer clear from her radar as cowardly as it seems.â Nari rests her hand on her hip âSo, what do you plan to do?â I sigh âWell, continue to keep it a secret.â
Nari furrows her eyebrows and crosses her arms in front of her chest âBut for how much longer? You know, Mrs. Choi isnât getting any younger and eventually sheâs going to ask San to marry again. You do understand right?â Sheâs right, Mrs. Choi is definitely going to ask San to marry only it makes sense for him to marry of someone of his status and the same lifestyle as his. As much as I love and Iâm in love with him, weâre too different to be in each other's life in the long run and only confirms what I've been thinking this whole time which is to just enjoy it while it lasts. âI do, which is why I'm going to backtrack telling her about our relationship but not who I am. That I can't lie about, as scary as It is.â gives me a soft smile âWell, it's settled.. Also, we should get started on your hair. Your dress should be arriving sometime soon!â I nod and let out a nervous sigh. I have to brace myself for everything. I will try my best to look like a good person.
Later after Nari is done with my hair, makeup and dressing me I look in the mirror and honestly just like the first time I'm not disappointed in what Iâm seeing just a little weirded out that I can look this good. My hair was loosely curled, like those gorgeous movie stars on tv, the makeup was light (For my taste at least) so that it complimented my features. Meanwhile the dress that was picked out for me was a satin strapless asymmetric neckline dress with a high slit on the right side of the dress luckily it was a long dress so it covered my legs really nicely and it wasnât as showy as I thought itâd be considering how high the slit is. Finally to cover up my wound Nari carefully drapes a gorgeous white fur wrap over my shoulders. Nari steps behind me and hands me a black pair of designer high heels. Itâs those shoes that movie stars wear, the ones with the red soles. I let out a gasp and carefully take the shoes as if they were made of glass âNari, are you sure?â Nari smirks âOf course Iâm sure, youâre wearing vintage Mugler.. You canât just wear any old pair of shoes.â I give her a nervous smile and carefully put on my black high heeled shoes. Nari then steps back and gives me a proud smile âYou look amazing y/n, I hope you feel as pretty as you look. â I smooth out the soft fabric beneath my fingers and nod âI do, thank you for everything..â The older woman smiles and shakes her head âThank San, he asked me to do this for you.â
Of course he did, this man is all about the details. Now it was about that time I look for San so that I could talk to him about what to say to his mother. Right after exiting my room I'm soon greeted by a dressed up Jongho whoâs jaw immediately drops âWow, you look amazing y/n. I uh- San is waiting up front, he asked me to guide you into the car.â I give Jongho a smile and tease him âYou might want to pick your jaw up from the floor or a fly will go in there.â Jongho chuckles and leads the way while I silently walk behind him. Awkwardly enough I had to walk into that tattoo shop dressed like this but unlike before all eyes were on me which made me alot more nervous so I gently hold onto Jonghoâs arm so that I wouldnât risk embarrassing myself in case I trip over my dress. Once outside I realize it was beginning to get dark out thatâs when Jongho opens the door to the expensive looking car and lo and behold San was there.
His hair was now cut shorter than before with a small strand of hair framing his face, whilst he wore a white dress shirt with a few buttons undone and a buttoned up black vest, a back blazer, with matching slacks and shoes. He looked so immaculate and perfect, that In the moment I think I almost forgot why I was even there to begin with until San gently grabs my hand and gently tugs on it. I blink a few times and itâs like I rebooted remembering where and why I was there. San gives me a small dimpled smile and I get into the car sitting next to him. His cologne slowly bringing me back to reality âYou look gorgeous angel eyes.â I glance over at him, his eyes looking at me like he was devouring me with his gaze which was making me painfully shy, that is until I remember I needed to tell him something. San gently reaches for my exposed thigh and gently squeezes causing my ears to begin to burn and I mindlessly respond âAnd you look handsome Sannie..â
San leans in and gently kisses me whilst his hand squeezes my thigh a little harder leaving me to let out a soft sigh whilst he deepens the kiss. I only allow myself to indulge in the kiss for a few more seconds until I gently pull away while gently pushing him away. He gives me a confused look then furrows his brows âAngel eyes are you okay?â I nod and gently smooth out my dress âYes, I just wanted to talk to you about something before we arrive at your sisterâs party.â He gently takes my hand and nods âSure, what is it?â I glance over at San whose eyes were soft again, a complete one eighty from a few seconds ago âWe should just tell your mom that Iâm a cop, you know itâll be much easier than lyingâ San looks at me slightly worried and looks down gently rubbing his thumb on the back of my hand âUm, I donât know about that..â I tilt my head âHow come? Is it because Iâm going back to the station next week? You know sheâs probably seen the news..â
San lets out a sigh and stares down at my hand for a few moments before he briefly glances back up at me me then says in a lower almost worried tone âThatâs why, because Iâm sure sheâll like you but once she realizes youâre a cop sheâs going to bombard you with questions..Assumptions.â I reach over and take Sanâs handsome face in my hands gently caressing his soft skin âAnd thatâs okay, itâs valid on her part considering the previous history between cops and your family. I understand.â He gently takes my hand in his lovingly squeezing it âAre you positive youâre going to be okay with the questions?â I nod giving him a reassuring smile âOf course Sannie, letâs just be honest for once. This is something so important to me that I want to be honest out of respect to your mother and our relationship, please. Just this once I donât want to lie about something I canât hide. I donât want to pretend to be someone Iâm not even if your mother ends up hating me for it, itâs the risk iâm willing to take.â
San gives me a dimpled smile, takes my hands from his face and gently kisses them âYou really do have a heart of gold angel eyes.. No matter how hard things get your intentions are always well intentioned.â I look down and press my lips into a curt smile âOne more thing.â San gently turns my face to face him "Whatâs that?â Not wanting to meet his eyes I look down at the collar of his shirt âI thought about it and I donât want your mother to find out about us.â San gives me a confused look âWait- but..â I nod âI know, I just said that I didnât want us to lie but I was talking about things I canât hide.. Besides weâre technically not lying if you just donât mention it.â slightly upset San takes my arm and tightly squeezes it but only enough to get my attention âBut you agreed with me yesterday, why the sudden change of mind?â I shrug âI donât know I just did a lot of thinking and it doesnât make sense to come clean right now, itâs too soon.â
San lifts up my chin to meet his eyes while holding on to my arm, they were sad with a hint of anger. He looked genuinely hurt, but now itâs complicated. I need to see how his mom will react to the news of me being a cop, then Iâll know my answer. I need to tread lightly with this family because I truly donât know their intentions. For all I know this is all a part of Sanâs plan to get me to trust him then get me killed once I do. Even then I doubt San will hold on much longer, Nari is right his mom is probably looking for someone he could marry right this moment which is why he wants to tell his mother. âAs much as I strongly feel the complete opposite, I'll respect your wishes. I understand youâre nervous.â I sigh âIâm sorry but can you blame me? Any regular person would be terrified considering how powerful your family is. I donât want to fuck up.â
San loosens his grip on my arm âIâm sorry Iâm forcing you to do all these things so fast. Itâs just-â He shuts his eyes and rests his head on my shoulder and lets out a long sigh âItâs my mom, sheâs been looking into having me marry the Icemanâs daughter, Jisu.â I furrow my eyebrows âWhy?..â He stares down at himself gently squeezing and holding onto my forearm âBusiness.. And because sheâs close friends with Icemanâs wife.â Wow, yeah. I think involving myself even more will be a death sentence. What if she has me killed because she wants San to marry into her friendâs family? âAh, I see.â I stiffly nod. I knew it, his mom already has eyes for someone. San raises his gaze and looks at me with concern painting his features âYouâre upset arenât you?â I shake my head and fake a laugh âNo, I mean I saw it coming. I understand.â
San gives me a very unamused look then the driver driving our vehicle clears his throat and says âSorry for the interruption boss, but weâre here.â San nods slightly detached still fixated on my expression âYeah, okay. Thanks Woosik.â I feel horrible pissing him off but I think this is it. Iâm so cowardly. Almost as if a switch went off he gently takes my hand and kisses the back of it âIâll introduce you as a colleague okay? I donât want you to be uncomfortable let alone feel like iâm forcing you to do things you donât want to..â I nod and lean in to gently kiss his cheek then I give him a soft smile âThank you..â
Sanâs expression brightens up a bit and gives me a small dimpled smile âAre you ready angel?â I nod and he gives me a sweet smile. Next to me the door opens and a very well dressed man helps me out of the car and soon after San steps out right behind me. He then gently rests his hand on the small of my waist and gently guides me to the big mansion, that house.. Itâs huge. The Choi family is loaded. Itâs everything you would have imagined in a mansion: the fountain, the gates, the two sculptures near the entrance, the beautiful decorative trees adorning the front of the house.
The times Iâve been to houses like this is usually when weâre going to arrest someone or when weâre investigating the murder of a high profile person which isnât very often so to see this gorgeous house and being dressed in designer from head to toe, it makes me feel like I'm in some sort of movie. Once weâre inside the faint sound of classical music fills the air along with the high class ambience immediately making me straighten up my posture. All the people here look expensive, it also kind of freaks me out knowing that 90 percent of the people here are more than likely white collar criminals. I look over in Sanâs direction slightly worried only for him to give me a small reassuring smile. âFollow me.â I grab onto the sleeve of his blazer following behind him quietly whilst he makes his way to presumably his mother.Â
We approach a gorgeous older woman who obviously didnât look her age but could tell her age based off of what she was wearing, which was a long semi fitted dark blue dress with a high neck âMother, Iâm here.â The woman turns her attention away from the woman she was speaking to and gasps âSannie, you made it..â San pulls the shorter woman in his arms and hugs her tightly âYou know Iâd never miss my sisterâs birthday.â She pulls back gently cupping her hands on his face with a smile. âMy son, my strong handsome son.â Both him and his mother chuckle then she pulls away and looks around us âWhereâs Wooyoungie sweetie? Last time I talked to him he said heâd come..â
San takes Mrs. Choiâs hand âAh, yeah about that. Wooyoung couldnât make it tonight he had a personal emergency.â Mrs. Choi worriedly furrows her brows âOh my- Is he okay?â San nods giving his mother a reassuring pat âHe is heâs fine, heâs just dealing with a few private matters that couldnât be postponed and were very last minute.â Wow, heâs good at lying to his own mother too thatâs actually scary. Heâs not even hesitating. The mother understandably nods âWell I hope whatever it is I hope he sorts it out soon..â Mrs. Choi then turns in my direction, for a few seconds she examines my face then she says âOh hello, wow who is this gorgeous girl Sannie?â
I reach out and shake his motherâs hand politely smiling âHello Mrs. Choi I am Detective y/n y/ln, Iâm one of Mr. Choiâs current colleagues. His connection to the Ulwood PD. â His motherâs eyes widen slightly then quickly composes herself before San says âSheâs been a great help helping me track Lee and his other people..â For a few moments Sanâs mother stares at me âAre you really working for the Aurora Syndicate? Are you sure you donât secretly work for the police to turn my son in?â San chuckles gently patting his motherâs back âSheâs fine mother, I made sure of it. Besides she has her own grudges against Lee, I promise you she wonât betray us.â Mrs. Choi nods âYouâre that detective that was found dead arenât you?â I nod and lightheartedly chuckle âYeah, thatâs me. So you have no worries about me turning on anyone.â Mrs. Choi looks over at San and smiles âLook at you, giving that old bastard a taste of his own medicine. Youâre definitely your fatherâs son.â San nervously laughs âMom..âÂ
A gorgeous long dark brown haired woman approaches us, her eyes were sultry and had a very mysterious and intimidating energy surrounding her. Her gaze looking straight at San, almost like he was some sort of target to her. âHello, how are you on this lovely evening?â Mrs. Choi turns in said womanâs direction and smiles âJisu sweetheart, hello how are you? Iâm glad you could make it!â Jisu smiles and reaches for Mrs. Choiâs hand and gently pats it âOf course, I wouldn't have missed it for the world. Iâm glad I could be here for Haneulâs big day.â Mrs. Choi smiles âThank youâ Jisu looks back at San and smiles in his direction âIs this the infamous Choi San?â Mrs. Choi chuckles and gently pats Sanâs shoulder then San responds slightly hesitant âYeah, you must be Jisu. My motherâs mentioned you before.â Jisu reaches over to shake Sanâs hand and for a moment her hand shake lingers.
A bit shocked sheâs holding onto his hand and not letting go until he pulls away his hand and puts it in his pocket. Mrs. Choi looks at both San and Jisu âI did, did I also mention youâre both the same age? Iâm sure you two would get along very well.â Jisu looks in Sanâs direction tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear âOf course we will, San seems like a person Iâd get along with perfectly. Heâs so hardworking and it shows.â Jisu smirks then shifts her gaze over to me where her smirk slowly disappears then she softly laughs âOh my- Iâm sorry hello, who are you?â I give Jisu curt smile and extend my hand âDetective y/n y/l, Iâm currently working for Mr. Choi.â She raises her eyebrow âMy, my I didnât know San was willing to be risky, you feds are hard to trust. Nine times out of ten you have ulterior motives.â I chuckle feeling the venomous intent behind her words. âWell then I guess Iâm the 1 out of 10 who has no ulterior motives. Mr. Choi knows heâs in good hands trusting me. Am I right Mr. Choi?â
I turn to him giving him a small smile. San immediately picks up on what I was trying to do and responds âOf course, sheâs shown me her loyalty multiple times. At the end of the day we both have the same goal so why not team up with someone like minded.â Jisu hums then shrugs âWell, as long as youâre confident thatâs all that matters.â Mrs. Choi gently takes my arm and says âSan, I need to have a word with Detective y/ln. Do you mind keeping Jisu company?â San looks at me sympathetically then back at his mother âAh, yes mother.â Jisu looks in my direction, smirking almost like she knew this was something I couldnât get myself out of. Almost like she expected the worst. Iâm worried. Did I say something wrong?Â
Mrs. Choi quietly walks me out of the room the party was being held in and once outside in the hallway she lets go of my arm. Expecting her to maybe say something she continues walking in silence unnerving me even more as the seconds go by. I walk behind her until we enter the big marbled floor living room, she motions me to sit down on the expensive looking velvet couch which I oblige. She walks over to the small cocktail table and serves us both drinks, I'm presuming whiskey. At this point Iâm beginning to get very impatient. What exactly was the reason I was pulled away from everyone else. What is she going to tell me? She sets my drink on the coffee table then sits across from me while she holds her whiskey in her hand. I clear my throat running my fingers along the soft fabric of my dress âSo, uh what did you want to talk about Mrs Choi?â She takes a small sip of her drink the gently rests it on her lap âSo you said you work for the Ulwood police department correct?â I nod carefully clasping my hands together and gently resting them on my knees âYes, correct maâamâ She swirls her drink in the heavy crystal glass whilst I carefully reach for my drink on the table âIn the police department? I work under Captain Steven Lee Maâam.â
Sheâs not going to like this..I know it. She slightly raises her eyebrow âVery interestingâŚYou do know your Captain killed my husband right?â I nod looking down at my drink slightly bowing my head âAh, yes Mrs. Choi I was the one in charge of the case. We arrested the people who were involved in the murder.â Like San, his mother has a very intense stare only this time making me very more nervous knowing the lengths his mother is willing to go for her son so I can only imagine what she'd do for her husband. âThat you did. Unfortunately you missed the main culprit.â Her words felt like swords stabbing right through me. Words that immediately make my stomach drop.
âIâm aware Mrs. Choi, unfortunately when San showed me what Captain Lee was really up to everything finally made sense. He purposely would steer things away from anything that he thought would get him caught, at the time my partner and I didnât really understand why he wanted to be so heavily involved in the case since usually heâd be the one to usually just assign them and just stick to focusing on the departmentâs strategy. So I assure you I didnât know anything until I met San.â Mrs. Choi stares at me unmoved, a complete 180 from when she was with San and Minia. âI understand, I'm sure that bastard has everyone back at the station fooled..â I nod respectfully agreeing âYes, unfortunately even the best one among us got fooled. Which is why Iâm working with San to put that man down.â
God, I sound so pathetic saying it like that. âSo whatâs your reason for helping my son? What did Steven do to you?â Thereâs the question I was waiting for. I let out a long sigh then I meet Mrs. Choiâs eyes finally lifting my gaze to meet hers âWell, San kidnapped me to get Captain Lee back but unfortunately he gave up trying to get me back once he realized he was going to have to expose his crimes to everyone so instead he left me for dead in hopes San gave up threatening him and Iâd get killed. Luckily San did the opposite and instead had me pretend I was dead, which unfortunately caused me to lose everything I had; friends, family, career, my home..â With the last words quietly being trailed off from my throat growing a huge knot. Is she going to sympathize with a cop? Someone who works under the man who killed her husband?
Mrs. Choiâs gaze grows a bit soft and sets down her half filled glass on the arm rest of her seat âI am so sorry this happened to you. I can only imagine how many more people are suffering at the hands of Steven.â Sheâs right there are probably quite a few people getting blackmailed to do his dirty work for him. No doubt. âI just want to make sure you mean well working with my son, because if your intentions are not pure- and please do not take offense but a mother will do everything in her power to protect her son no matter who itâs against.â Ah, just what I was dreading. Nice. â I understand Mrs. Choi, you have my promise there will be no moves on my part against San. Iâm fully on the Aurora Syndicateâs side, you have my word.â Mrs. Choi Smiles â I have one last question for you y/n.â I nod, taking a sip of my drink, the warmth slowly trickling down my throat and to my stomach. Yep, definitely whiskey. âSure Mrs. Choi go ahead.â
She gives me a mischievous smile her finger tracing along the rim of her drink âSo y/n what do you really think about my son?â I run my finger under the crystal glass trying my hardest to stay calm âHm, like as a person?â Mrs. Choi warmly smiles clearly trying her best to get me to open up âAs a man sweetheart.â My throat tightens causing me to clear my throat. âOh, uh I mean heâs very handsome, and of course very kind.â Wait, why is she asking me this? âHe definitely is, he takes a lot from his fatherâŚâ Wait thatâs all she was going to ask? I mean yeah itâs kinda weird but thatâs it? âThereâs one thing I will tell you is that my son tends to be quite flirty sometimes and I want you to pay no mind to himâ No mind to him? Like ignore him? âUh- Could you elaborate Mrs. Choi?â She sighs âTo be frank, I donât want you to get involved with my son. I understand youâre working with him but just leave it at that. Nothing more.â Is she really starting to pin this on me? Like I know it's true but oh my gosh how does she know? What gave it awayâŚI need to convince her otherwise or I'll be in big trouble.
âMy apologies for asking Mrs. Choi but why?â Mrs. Choi scoffs then retorts in a venomous tone âBecause I donât trust you. No matter what Steven Lee did to you, youâre still working under him. I donât want San to fall for the same bullshit my husband fell for with Steven. That tragedy is not going to repeat itself again.â I carefully set my glass back onto the glass coffee table and I shake my head âI assure you thatâs not going to happen Mrs. Choi. San and I have grown to be very close friends from sharing the same hatred for one person and the last thing I'd ever do is betray him. If anything I owe him my life.â Mrs. Choi seems unconvinced from my plea. âThen know that your place here which is only to help my son get rid of the man who killed my husband and not being romantically involved with him.â I drink the remaining whiskey in my glass in one go to prepare myself âAgain, my apologies but I never explicitly stated my feelings towards Mr. Choi. I only really said heâs good looking and has a great heart.â
The woman rolls her eyes at me like just told her the stupidest thing on Earth âYou were the one my son was shopping for. I asked you if you were the deceased detective because my son was telling me he was shopping for someone special. The problem is one of his associates let it slip that the girl he was shopping for was âthe detectiveâ After a bit of pondering I put two and two together. The last time my son went out of his way to spoil someone like that he was engaged to his former sweetheart.â Iâm guessing San is not the type to gift just anyone, they have to be special to him. In that case, I'm special to him.. Wow. âYouâre not wrong about your son getting me things, thatâs true. Thatâs only because I needed them. Whatâs not true is my relationship with him. Weâre simply friends.â
Without hesitation Mrs. Choi throws her drink at my face and gets up looking down at me âDonât get smart with me, stay away from my son.â Her heels clack away little by little becoming more faint while I blankly stare down at the marbled floor in disbelief, my eyes blinking rapidly from the alcohol burning my eyes. She really knows. It's like she stays out of Sanâs business in front of him but behind his back she gets rid of people she deems useless for her son.. Itâs probably why San is insisting of only a few people knowing his true plans. Unfortunately I understand her fear of trusting a cop, itâs completely validated. The thing is Iâm not liking how this played out, weâre off to a bad start. Judging from the small things San would tell me about his mother, she seemed nice but now not so much. At least not when you get on her bad side.Â
Eventually I manage to clear my eyes, my face and ears are burning out of embarrassment. My lap and chest wet from the whiskey, once I manage to stand up I walk back into the party. I let out a long sigh and look around, trying to ignore the wet dress against my skin and my hair and makeup feeling gross. Maybe I should get San out of talking to that girl. He didnât seem too comfortable with her. I walk around looking for San not really paying attention ahead of me until I accidentally bump into someone with my shoulder causing me to hiss in pain tightly clutching onto my wounded shoulder. âIâm sorry, are you okay? y/n?â
I look up and notice a worried Seonghwa staring down at me whilst the other people he was talking to just silently stare at me. Gosh, Iâm so glad to have found someone I recognize. Walking around with a bunch of people I donât know was starting to make me really uncomfortable considering how horrid I probably look. âIâm fine, sorry I was looking for San. He was with a girl.â Seonghwa raises his eyebrow then he excuses himself from the people he was talking to and walks a few steps away from them pulling me aside âA girl?â I nod looking around trying to see if maybe San was anywhere close by. âYeah, her name is Jisu, really pretty, looks like a model.â Seonghwa slowly nods âAh, yes. His mother is trying to set them up..â He looks around and steers me in the opposite direction I was walking âI think for now itâs best you donât interrupt them, you donât want to upset Mrs. Choi.â
I glance over at Seonghwa and scoff looking away, feeling the tears in my eyes making them sting âI already did that, canât you see my makeup is all runny?â Seonghwa turns my face in his direction and slightly squints, gently pushes a lock of my hair behind my ear inspecting my face âYour makeup is fine surprisingly, your hair though. Itâs a bit-â I look down clearly embarrassed âI know, ugly..â Seonghwa warmly smiles and takes out the handkerchief in his breast pocket gently patting my face and hair dry âNo- I mean your hair looks wet.. What happened?â I close my eyes for a bit to force my tears back into my eyes when I open them I pull his hand towards the exit âI canât say it here.. Can we go outside?â Seonghwa gently rests his hand on my uninjured shoulder âBefore we go, are you hurt? Do we need to get Jongho?â
I look under the fur wrap at my wound and shake my head âNo, Iâm fine. I just bumped it a little.â He reaches over and links my arm around his âAlright good, this is so you donât fall by the way. Those shoes look like an accident waiting to happen.â I roll my eyes and laugh âYou do know I wear heeled shoes to work sometimes, I have no issues walking on high heels.â He shrugs stifling a laugh âSo? What if you fall? In front of all these people..â
Well heâs right, that would be embarrassing and Iâve been embarrassed enough tonight âOkay fine..â Seonghwa starts to guide me out the door until we step outside the chilly evening. âGeez, itâs kind of cold.â I slightly shiver and hug myself standing behind one of the statues at the top of the stairs leading to the door. Seonghwa unbuttons his blazer about to take it off before I panickily mumble âNo please, itâs okayâŚâ Seonghwa looks at me for a moment and asks âAre you sure? I donât want you to catch a cold..â I shake my head forcing a smile âI wonât I promise.â He stands next to me clearing his throat âSo, what happened?â I look down and let out a soft sigh and for the first time tonight I begin to really process what happened making my throat grow a knot again. For a few moments I struggle to get the words out until I finally blurt out âSanâs mother, she hates me.â Seonghwa gives me a very concerned look âWhat? Mrs. Choi? How?..â Slightly frustrated I hug myself tighter, tears now rolling down my cheeks â She found out about me and San, she doesnât want me to be romantically involved with him because she thinks Iâm going to get into his head and basically be the downfall for their business..â
Seonghwa lets out a sigh and pulls me into a hug âIâm so sorry y/n. Did she find out through you or-â I sniffle and pull away looking up at an uneasy Seonghwa âI tried to deny it, but she found out through a slip up with one of the associates, not sure who it was but they referred to me as âthe detectiveâ when talking to his mother over who San was shopping for..â Seonghwa lets out a long sigh and rubs his forehead slightly frustrated âSanâs going to get pissed..â Once he lets out his small frustration he gently pats my head gently pushing it back onto his chest âDo you want to leave? We donât have to stay here if youâre uncomfortable.â While my head gently rests on Seonghwaâs chest I look at the entrance for a few long seconds âI donât know, I feel like maybe I need to go tell San over what happened with his mother. He seemed pretty worried when she asked me to talk.â
Seonghwa gently clears the stray hairs on my face âSan will understand, don't worry. I can call him and let him know that Iâm taking you home.â I worriedly look at Seonghwa âAre you sure? You donât have to, you can just give me the keys and I can drive myself.â He chuckles and gently pats my head âIt doesnât bother me, I promise. Besides I canât let a girl looking as pretty as you drive herself home alone.â Seonghwa pulls his cell phone out of his pocket and scrolls on his phone for a bit then puts his cellphone to his ear, where you can faintly hear the dial tone until you hear Sanâs voice âHey, y/n isnât feeling too well. Iâm taking her home.â Sanâs voice responds but I canât make out what heâs saying, only that he sounded a bit annoyed. Seonghwa then responds âSheâs not feeling too well being here-â Suddenly Seonghwa stops talking while San says something to which Seonghwa tensely responds âAh, okay then weâll be out in the front waiting.â
San curtly responds then the call ends rendering Seonghwa to awkwardly let out a sigh putting his cell phone away then slowly pulls back and looks at me forcing a smile âChange of plans, Sanâs going to take you instead. He asked me to stay and talk to some investors.â I raise an eyebrow âWhat? I thought he was busy.â Seonghwa gently pats my head and chuckles âWell, I guess heâs not too busy for you. Which is good, maybe heâll learn to take time to himself instead of working all the time.â Seonghwa looked kind of upset now, although heâs really good at hiding it; his tense body language and his faint darkened mood replaces his usual warm and caring demeanor which is what gave it away. âIâm sorry, for bothering you Hwa.â Seonghwa gives me a faint smile then turns to look at the horizon.
The sky being painted a beautiful shade of sparkly dark blue now as opposed to earlier. âYou don't need to, if anything I'm glad we bumped into each other. You needed someone after that encounter with Mrs. Choi, I know right now youâre holding back trying not to cry as much as youâd like.â Unfortunately heâs right, I canât bawl my eyes out like a child here. Not only would that be embarrassing for me but I know itâll be embarrassing for San as well. âYeah, considering what my job is, I kind of have to keep it together even if I am a crybaby when Iâm alone.â Seonghwa glances over at me âJust know with me you never have to hold back, I know we still donât know each other very well but Iâm here.â Seonghwa has always been very kind, although I feel weird confiding in him now considering how weâve gone through the unfortunate situation of him seeing my true relationship with San. I guess itâs nice knowing I have a friend in these situations âThank you, it means a lot.â Seonghwa gently nudges my arm âSo are you going to tell San what happened with his mother?â
I stare at the ground for a few good seconds, before Iâm even able to say anything the front door opens followed by ây/n are you okay?â I glance up and itâs a worried San hurriedly walking in my direction, Seonghwa steps aside letting him stand next to me where he reaches over for my arm. âUh..â Seonghwa looks at the both of us then slightly bows in Sanâs direction âIâm off, I hope you make it home safely y/nâ I give him a reassuring smile then Seonghwa looks in Sanâs direction âI was keeping y/n company but now that youâre here-â San pats Seonghwaâs back turns him towards the door âYeah Iâll call you if I need anything, thanks for keeping an eye on her.â Seonghwa forces a smile and excuses himself without saying anything else. What was that?Â
âWhy didnât you let Seonghwa just take me home? Werenât you on a date?â San dryly chuckles âWhat? No.. I mean I was with Jisu but I promise you it wasnât a date. I was just appeasing my mother since I really didnât want to upset her here.â San takes my hand gently pressing his lips onto the back of my hand âEnough of me though, what happened?â I let out a long sigh and start walking down the stairs âWe have to get out of here, Iâm not risking anyone overhearing us no matter how âSafeâ it is here. â San follows behind not letting go of my arm âWait, is it really that bad? Was it some asshole that said something to you or was it my mother?â Sanâs last words render me to make the knot in my throat break knowing damn well I wasnât going to make it without crying. âBaby?â San stands still causing me to be pulled into a complete halt âLook at me, itâs okay. Iâm here, I'm not going anywhere.â He pulls me into his arms where he gently presses his lips on my shoulder âDonât cry, please. Weâll go into the car and talk about this okay?â
San digs into his pocket where after a few moments I hear the sound of his car beeping which was luckily nearby. He pulls back cupping my face looking into my eyes, his usual intimidating gaze is now soft trying his hardest to comfort me âCome on baby, carâs over there.â He grabs my hand and we walk to the car whilst I quietly sniffle behind him. When we finally get to his car he opens the door to his expensive looking car and lets me in. Surprisingly it wasnât a sports car but a luxury car that looked like it cost more than the average personâs yearly income. I better not let any tears fall onto the seat if thatâs the case. Once San enters the car and closes the door behind him he turns in my direction and reaches for my hand âOkay, now tell me what happened?â Still teary eyes and without even letting silence run by that long I blurt out âYour mother knows about us San, the thing is sheâs not happy about it.â San furrows his eyebrows âWait? What? How?â I shrug blinking back my tears âFrom what she told me is that one of your associates let it slip.â Sanâs gaze darkens which is the look I was most afraid of seeing. âWho was it, I need names y/n..â
I shake my head my tears running down my cheeks while I slightly stumble. âI donât know thatâs just what she told me, she specifically said he referred to me as âthe detectiveâ and of course she pieced it together saying that you donât usually go out of your way to gift anyone anything especially if itâs a woman. She said that when you asked her for advice on how find a dress she asked you who you were shopping for to which you simply responded âSomeone specialâ which gave her a hint of what type of relationship it wasâ San stays silent gently rubbing his thumb on my hand whilst he listens. âShe also said she didnât want anything between us because she doesnât want a repeat of what happened to your father which I understand and I guess to explain my wet hair she kind of threw her drink at me.â The air changed, heâs upset. I can feel it.Â
He clenches his jaw while he bounces his leg trying to dissipate the anger. He sits there in silence for a few seconds before he finally gets up and exits the car angrily. Terrified of making it worse I get out of the car and speed walk behind him âPlease, donât tell her anything..â He silently walks in the direction of his home most. I speed walk a little faster finally catching up to him immediately reaching for his hand with tears blurring my vision. âSan! Please!â He comes to a halt once those words leave my lips and halts glaring at the Choiâs property, his eyes seething with anger. I stand in front of him and tighten my grip on his hand. âPlease, letâs just go. Itâs okay, I just need you to be with me thatâs all..â Sanâs gaze stays fixed to the house in silence until he finally utters âI really am sorry y/n, Iâm so sorry my mother treated you like this. You didnât deserve this at all, you have no idea how much it pisses me off. I could have avoided this happening to you had I gone with you instead of obeying my mother. I trusted she wouldnât pull something like this..â I walk into his arms, wrapping my arms around his waist and resting my head on his chest. âDonât worry about it, weâll figure it out. We donât want to ruin your sisterâs day do we?â Sanâs eyes remain angry and cold while holding onto me.
Once I manage to get him to get back in the car San practically glares ahead of him then turns on his car anger seething through him. âPut your seatbelt on weâre getting the fuck out of here.â Obeying him I immediately pull the seatbelt over myself clicking it into place âWhere are we going?â He grumbles âSomewhere thatâs not here.â He pulls out of the driveway and the tires screech as we drive through the gates and back to the long pathway leading out of the Choiâs property. I notice Sanâs tight grip on the shift gear making the veins in his arms pop out thatâs when I reach over and rest my hand over his âIâll be fine, it hurt but Iâll be okay. Iâve been treated much worse.â San looks ahead keeping his eyes on the road but still very clearly upset âYou donât understand y/n , all my life my motherâs been like a saint to me. In my eyes she could do no wrong because thatâs how much respect I have towards her. The thing is this time sheâs wrong, youâre nothing like Lee, youâre a godsend, someone I was so happy to have met even if they were all under the wrong circumstances. My angel.â I gently hug Sanâs arm whilst holding onto his hand âSee? All it matters is that you recognize it.â I still hate that his mom ended up hating me, but I saw it coming. âI know, I just wish she saw what I see in you, the sweet, hardworking and strong woman that I fell for.â I gently squeeze his hand on the gear shift and kiss his cheek âShe will.â She wonât, and I know that because I know youâll go on to marry someone who fits your lifestyle.Â
âSo Mr. Choi, where are we going?â He gives me a dimpled smile while keeping his eyes on the road âHm, is there anywhere in particular you want to go angel?â I hum watching the cars ahead of us pass by âIâll go wherever you go Sannie, just being with you makes me happy.â He quickly leans in and kisses my forehead before he says âTake a nap baby, you had a long day. Iâll wake you up when we get there hm?â I adjust in my seat resting my head against the head rest and cross my arms in front of my chest. As soon as I close my eyes close San lets out a groan âWhyâd you let go of my hand?â I open my eyes and look over at a pouty San âWhat? I was going to leave you alone so you drive comfortablyâ
He lets go of the gear shift and takes my hand lacing his fingers between mine âWho said I wasnât comfortable?â I giggle âOkay fine, my mistake my pouty boy.â He feigns a pout trying not to smile but completely fails. âAh, look itâs your dimples! Look, you're smiling!â San chuckles âNo Iâm not!â I reach over with my free hand and poke his dimple âOh but Mr. Choi you are look I just poked your dimple..â San keeps his eyes on the road then gently brings my hand up to his lips and kisses my hand âGo to sleep detective or I'm afraid Iâll end up crashing this car if you keep distracting me with your antics.â I slowly nod stifling a laugh âFair enough Iâll sleep, it better be good.. â I close my eyes and pull Sanâs hand onto my lap, until the carâs movement lulls me to sleep.
âWake up angel, weâre here.â San gently strokes my arm while I slowly stir awake, the distant sounds of the ocean waves crashing against the shore. I open my eyes and see a smiling San by now he had removed his blazer now leaving him with his vest and dress shirt, his sleeves rolled up like usual while resting his forearm at the top of the car door way âAh, look at you. Such a beauty..â He looks over at the sand then back down at my shoes âHm, I think you might want to take those off.â I kick off my high heels and throw my fur cover up in the back seat. âYouâre right high heels in sand arenât fun.â He gently leans in and and kisses my forehead before he helps me step out of the car. âWe came to the beach..â He nods gently squeezing my hand in his âWe did, do you like it? I know itâs dark right now but you can still see pretty well from the lightsâ I look at the waves being delicately illuminated by the soft glow of the moon.
âI love it, but why exactly are we here?â San brings my hand up to his lips and kisses my hand while we both walk towards the beautiful ocean âI wanted to cheer you up, what happened tonight was my fault. I shouldnât have let you go alone with my mother so I wanted to make up for it somehow even though it doesnât undo everything that happened.â I stop us a few feet before the shore and I turn to face San, he looks down at me gently running his thumb along my cheek. I lean into his touch and hold his hand onto my face âDonât worry. Whatever happens, happens. Iâm used to hatred coming my way.â His brows inch together âYou shouldnât say that though. You should always have love coming your way because you deserve to be loved.â
I look up at him and examine his face, heâs so beautiful, just like his words. âYour words are so pretty Mr. Choi, you always manage to remind me why I love you so much.â San nervously chuckles then cups my face with one hand and pulls me close with the other âMy words are only pretty to resemble the one who receives them.â He leans in and kisses me, his soft lips very tenderly latching onto mine whilst he holds me close to him. My hands slowly run up his chest while my feet slowly sink into the sand below me so I tip toe to reach around his neck, San notices this and breaks the kiss. âHaving trouble baby?â I pout feeling a bit embarrassed âNo..â San chuckles planting a kiss on my cheek âYouâre so cute..â I pull the front of my dress up âI bet you canât catch me..â He raises his eyebrow and smirks âI think I can.. Go ahead and get a head start..â
I stick my tongue out at him and run ahead along the beach as fast as I can while giggling knowing he was dumb enough to give me a head start. Just as quickly as I ran a gap between us he quickly catches up to me and carefully throws me over his shoulder as to not hurt my injured shoulder and slaps my butt. I loudly gasp playfully smacking his arm âSan, stop!â He chuckles and slaps my butt again and defiantly squeezes it âThis is fun actually. So soft.â Catching me off guard I squeal and cover my mouth embarrassed that someone might see us and pat his back. He gently lays me down on the sand the crawls on top of me and places his soft lips on mine.
We kiss for a few moments before he lays next to me and lets out a soft groan. I reach over to hold his hand and we both look up at the beautiful glittery sky where he says âAre you happy with me y/n?â I turn to look at San who was looking up at the sky his lips pressed together anticipating my answer. âOf course I am. You have no idea how happy I am every time I see you. Although we canât really hang out like a normal couple I still really like being around you.â He holds back a smile and nods, kissing my hand for the nth time today.
âGood, because I wish you were with me a little longer. I donât want you to go.. Youâre the only one who doesnât force me to wear the mask I have to keep on every single day since my father died.â I bite the inside of my lip and silently stare up at the sky, for a moment I donât know how to answer. How can I? So I stay silent for a bit trying to figure out what to say, maybe.. âSo, are you finally admitting that San likes to be San and not an evil criminal?â San chuckles and lets out a soft exhale âYeah, I do like being San even if I try to hide it most of the time, itâs better than having enemies you didnât know you had and having to keep your guard up every time you meet someone new.â Iâm surprised heâs not a paranoid mess all the time with the amount of people constantly going after him.
âIâll be your safe space. Always, just find me when you need me.â He lays down on his side propping his head on his hand âBe careful, I might kidnap you from the station and this time I wonât return you..â I boop his nose and giggle âYou have to return me silly, or we wonât get rid of our mutual enemy.â He pulls my face close to his and before he pulls me in for a kiss he says âScrew that man, I want my girl by my side..â He kisses down to my neck burying his face and letting out a soft sigh. I gently stroke his now shorter dark hair without messing it up too much âYou know whatâs funny?â San lets out a soft hum and I continue âThis dress is a vintage Mugler and I got whiskey on it and now a bunch of sand is all over it..â
San lifts his head and looks up at me âSo?â I scoff and a dryly laugh âItâs ruined..â San gives me a dimpled smile âDonât worry about it, Iâll buy it. As long as my angel is happy I donât mind.â I blink in confusion and shock âBut itâs expensive-â He gently covers my mouth âItâs fine, I promise. Besides it got ruined because of me so donât feel bad.â He kisses my neck one last time before he lays his head back down on his arm âSo, do you want to go home?â I exhaustedly hum and he gets up âCome on, Iâll carry you to the car.â I shake my head âNo wait, itâs okay. I want to hold your hand again.â San helps me up raising his eyebrow âYou really are a softie Detective..â I roll my eyes and lace my fingers between his. âYou like it though.â San sucks his teeth âI do. Alot. Do it more often.â I glance up at him, the moonlight hitting his features at just the right angle making my heart skip a beat. âYes Mr.Choi..â I got whiskey thrown in my face today but somehow San made me feel better.Â
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Donât know if youâre still doing this but has anyone asked about inks smoochability?
It's been a year since I've done anything with the smoochability ratings, but hey. There were a few skeletons I hadn't done this for, and Ink was one of them, so I figured I might as well :P
All my logic is under the cut if you wanna look at it, but at the end of the day, Ink gets a smoochability rating of 9. He's one of the safer options, surprisingly enough, so if you'd like to smooch him, go right on ahead. Just be prepared; he could end up accidentally nipping or throwing up ink on you if you get him too excited
1) Is Ink's mouth dangerous at all? I don't believe it would be. His teeth are flat and standard, though I've seen some depictions of him that had little fangs, too. There are no parasites in there, no mysterious diseases/viruses you could catch, and a kiss wouldn't kill you; in fact, the worst thing that could happen would be Ink getting too excited and throwing up ink in your mouth and on you in general. While that's incredibly gross to think about, that's more of a health hazard than a danger factor, since if you kiss him, you'll at least leave without having any blood drawn. So, 2 points for safety
2) Would he bite? Not intentionally. While he IS like adhd incarnate and while he DOES do things that are a bit impulsive (see: everything involving taunting Error), I would assume he knows that biting people is bad. There is a chance that he might bite accidentally if startled, but for the most part, no, I don't see him being a biter. 2 points for not munching on anyone's lips
3) Are there any health hazards to the smoocher? Uhhhh yeah. It's the fact that if he gets too excited, he vomits ink. That in and of itself is gross, but not overly harmful. Then again though, there are different types of ink that exist, and we don't know what specific type he vomits. The impact that accidentally swallowing it might have on a human person could vary, depending on what exactly the type is. Worst case scenario, it's toxic and you need your stomach pumped asap to get it out, and best case scenario, it's yuckydisgusting and only makes you slightly sick for a short amount of time. The hazard level is up for debate here, but I'll still give him at least 1 point since death is not a guaranteed outcome
4) Does he have a sympathetic backstory? Sort of?? I know he was from an incomplete AU and was sorta. Left alone in the vast nothingness, until creators' feelings started raining down on him and he started experimenting with them. It'd really suck to be the only vaguely self aware person from your home, and then be alone eventually, surrounded by nothingness, so that does give me at least a little sympathy. So,, 1 point. It's very unfortunate, but it's not sad enough that I feel like crying over it
5) Does he deserve a smooch? Ehhhh, this one is up for debate. Personally, I'd say no, since from what I know and remember of his canon story, he never really did anything that would make him deserving of a smooch. 1 point, since maybe under the right circumstances he'd be deserving, but as is, I'm not really feeling it
6) Is Ink cute or cool? In a way, yeah, he could be considered cute and cool. He's cute in the "small guy with 0 thoughts behind those eyes" sense, and then he's cool design-wise. His first design was interesting and unique, but it had a lot going on, and then his updated design has less going on visually, but it's still pretty interesting and unique. If I was shown a silhouette of him, I'd be able to identify who he was, so. 2 points
When we add up all of our points and take everything into consideration, Ink is a 9 out of 12 :P he's a safer option, but even then, he could still unintentionally give you a nasty surprise. This is the part where I'd add in a scenario to kinda lay out how it'd go, but like. It's hot here. I'm feeling lazy, and thinking is Hard right now. I have a first kiss master list in my pinned post, which could be something to consider checking out if you're curious at all!
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Y'all okay,
I started playing 'What in Hell is Bad', it's basically an 18+ version of 'Obey Me' and yea this game is spicy.
Anyway, big surprise, out of all the sexy demons I've interacted with so far, two of them I've done the sideways tango with, my favorite character is this guy
Who's not even a demon. He's the childhood best friend character.
But plot wise he takes care of the MC before the whole demon thing, knows how to cook, and I'm pretty sure was ready to search through the entire world to find them when they had to take and extended visit to Hell.
What more could you want in a man? A decent dicâ according to MC he has that too so check mate.
More thoughts about the game itself under the cut if you're interested.
I just finished chapter one, and can I just say this game is hard, in every sense of the word.
It's a new game by a smaller developer so it's full of bugs but I've heard the devs do try their best to patch them ASAP so I don't hold that against them. Aside from my boy Satan not hitting water enemies, even though devs said they patched that a few updates ago, it's mostly QoL improvements that can be made to make the game just overall more enjoyable including but not limited to:
A pity system? Maybe? I don't know if this game has pity or not on their gacha machines and if they do I'd like to know how screwed I am because I have no self-control and have been doing single pulls on the hot boy gacha instead of saving up and doing 10-pulls so I wanna know if it's better to do 10-pulls or if it literally makes no difference because I just go until I hit pity like in arknights.
Skipping the cut scene that plays when you gacha because I swear that's one of the main reasons you can't play this game in public no matter how discreet you try to be lmao
Opening multiple chests at once and levelling up multiple times in one go because as far as I know, right now you need to click one by one for both of these.
Maybe a thing where it just takes you to the part of the story you're currently in instead of making you click through chapter select and scrolling to it.
A shortcut button to the gacha screen, secret club, and dark sanctuary (resource grind stages). They're core aspects of the game yet you can't get to them without going through the home screen.
Auto deploy and auto play for the resource grinding stages
Setting an L-rank character (side note, it's really funny that the highest rank of cards is rank 'L') as your homescreen boi is really awkward because it always ends up zoomed in on one part so you can't actually see the full boi.
This last one I feel like is just a personal thing but why is it three red keys per single pull for the hot boy gacha? Three just feels like such a random number lmao. Ig they mostly want you to use the red gems, which are grind-able to some extent, to buy the keys from the store.
Overall tho, I enjoy it. I like the tower defense like combat system and being able to move units around is actually pretty fun. So yea give it a try, see if it's your cup of tea.
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I Have More to Say About Kacchako That I Need to Let Out:
In one of the MHA Smash volumes they have some panels that take place around the time Bakugo was kidnapped by the League of Villains. The LoV force Bakugo to play the board game, Life to show them his deepest, dark desires. Turns out his âinner desiresâ were to have the most normal, domestic life. Something that amusingly contrasts his number 1 hero dream.
You can find the panels here. https://todomitoukei.tumblr.com/post/190826151761/horikoshi-not-having-put-this-in-the-main
Even though itâs parody and shouldnât be taken for anything canonical, this is fanfiction and I can do whatever I want. Anyway, thanks to this panel it really helps give me a road map to what I want to do for the ages of the Kacchako kids. I specifically made Ryosei and Hanahoshi twins since their names are both star themed and binary stars are a thing.
Kacchako Timeline:
Age 24 to 25:
Katsuki and Ochako are dating and eventually move in together to help financially support each other. Katsuki needs all the help he can get after *MHA Epilogue Spoilers*.
Age 28:
They will get married on July 7th. (Basing it on the fact that Ochako loves looking at the night sky and July 7th is the date for Tanabata, the Star Festival. Itâs also Present Micâs birthday and Ochako is his favorite student, so thatâs a bonus.)
Have a kid April 8th the year after (conceived on July 15th because itâs funny and came into the world 5 days early).
Age 35:
They are finally financially stable enough to own a house.
Conceived fraternal twins December 27th.
Age 36:
Twins born 8 days late on October 10th.
Anyway, that's my headcanon, Kacchako timeline so far based on the panel scenes I mentioned. Hopefully, I'll be able to update the timeline more accurately to the canon material once the extra 60 pages come out in the final, canon volume. Though, I'm not holding my breath on it because the extra pages could just as likely kill any ideas I had Kacchako related in the first place. Oh well, I knew what I was getting into when I let the Kacchako crumbs consume me. Now that I figured the age range between these kids, I can now go deeper into their personalities. Iâm just really attached to these fan kids and wanted to do more for their bios then just experiment with quirks.
Shintei (䟸ćĺŞ)â
Name Meaning: âExtended hands with graceâ (or more literally, âExtinctionâ according to WordHippo.com which flipping hilarious given Katsuki. XD)
Age: 14
Birthday: April 8th
Pronouns: He/Him
Personality: Shintei, on first impression comes off as very affable and easygoing. Deep down, he fears that none of the connections he makes are genuine and feels lonely at times. He often questions if heâs really a good person or if heâs only nice to make it easier to deal with his quirk. With how his quirk works, he sometimes tries too hard to get people to like him. That way, he only needs to rely on his own blood to help track others if they need to be found. He often has the vibe of a space cadet even in intense situations. However, when it really matters, he puts on a serious, no-nonsense persona that is determined to get a job done asap.
Ryochi (ĺĺ°)â
Name Meaning: âSurpassing the earthâ
Age: 6
Birthday: October 10th
Pronouns: He/Him
Personality: If Ryochi could be described with one word it would be exhausting. Heâs got the competitive nature of Katsuki but he is a lot more reckless than Katsuki ever was. Given his quirk is tied to natural disasters, it is only natural for him to forgo strategy and embrace the chaos. He can be boastful at times, such as pointing out heâs so fast he won the race of existence against his sister when they were born, much to her annoyance. He honestly doesnât even care about being a hero, he doesnât need labels like âheroâ to do the right thing. He just loves the thrill of fighting and adventure. (think like the lyrics âIt Doesnât Matterâ from the first Sonic Adventure game)
He tries to not let others pointing out how villainous/dangerous his quirk is get to him. He knows his heart and he couldnât care less about anotherâs analysis of his character. Actions speak louder than words after all.
Hoshimika (ććŞčą)â
Name Meaning: âFuture bloom of a starâ (just a way to say supernova or a star in the making) (though according to wordhippo it translates to "unprecedented flower" which is nice too)
Age: 6
Birthday: October 10th
Pronouns: She/Her
Personality: Unlike her twin brother, Hoshimika actually tries to think of plans before springing into action. However, she can be a bit ditzy at times. She tends to stay in her head too long that the plethora of ideas she could do overwhelm her and Ryochi is already doing something before she figures out what to do. Itâs as if her ideas were like the night sky and the perfect one is in the constellations. Unfortunately, she was always bad at finding the constellations in the millions of stars. As much potential her quirk has in fighting, her favorite way to use is to simply make people happy with the beauty of them. Since tiny stars donât hurt people on impact, she likes seeing the happy faces of see her lights burst around them and making them feel special cause every deserves to feel special. In a way, sheâs more of an artist than a hero. Even so, she chooses to be a hero because she wants to be a light in darkness for as many people as she can like her mother was and is. Just donât make her mad though because play with fire and you will get burned. Things get under her skin quicker compared to Shintei or even Ryochi, much to her dismay. Though since she hates expressing that anger, she does her best to hold it in because the last thing she wants is to be seen as the angry sibling. Though, she can only hold that pressure in for so long until she bursts like a supernova, usually on Ryochi, who deserves it most of the time. I suppose this is a spinoff sequel to this post.
#MHA spoilers#My Hero Academia#spoilers#Headcanon#Next gen#Katsuki Bakugo#Ochako Uraraka#Kacchako#Fankids#I just really wanted to experiment with quirk ideas#Bakuraka#Don't read if you haven't read the ending of the manga or the last of episode of season 8 isn't out.
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okay lots of post-minotaur thoughts. i really shouldâve liveblogged but Whatever, these are very disorganized because iâm hopping in-between different parts of the movie as well as the 3d celebration zatsu
i think a lot of folks have picked this up: this is the vtuber bo burnham inside
the entire time i watched this i was like âman how come i canât have an expansive mind palace to roam withinâ
bc uhhh. idk if this is the same for you or anyone else out there. but when i think about myself doing something itâs in first person, never actually my imagination conjuring up a Unit 4402 doing the something
and that sidetracked me so hard during how to get away with murder bc MAN i wish whenever i had mental breakdowns over my character i could imagine myself as a quirked up unit 4402 with a little bit of swag busting it down sexual style while i have 4 clones of myself goated with the sauce
iâve never seen the joker but iâm pretty sure the how to get away with murder dance is vtuber joker dance
it is so awkward watching the post 3d zatsu rn and seeing people in chat miss the point
especially bc i think the thing that most got to me and affected me was the classroom scene. such a relatable foundation, especially for people like us, the nightmare of Being Wrong in front of everyone else and an authority who are in the loop and youâre the only one out
like. thatâs actually insidious. incredibly effective way to deliver the ugly parts of the job: who doesnât want to know everything about what they love even if parasocial. iâm sure we can all recognize the boundaries of how to interact with streamers and i do hope if youâre on my blog itâs with respect to the streamers, but the intrusiveness, lack of privacy, goddamn. the conditioning of vox sitting at the desk as soon as he can
i really do think the horse is the most british thing iâve ever seen
i⌠am trying very hard not to be pretentious about the horse, and i am trying very hard not to be praising a vtuber because the initial reaction is to praise them innately, but i really do think that is peak surrealism and i could make a full post on this scene alone. like, on a metatextual level. times new roman 12pt double spaced d-o-n-t t-e-s-t m-e
ok update iâve been informed about the peter the horse is here meme. i stand by my words
iâm going to be real iâm replaying the first scene a lot just because i⌠really cannot understand this without subtitles
i know weâre all laughing along with every cowboy luca line but we need to recognize the understated champion: shu ânawâ
WAIT IM SKIPPING THROUGH SOME SCENES TO CATCH THINGS IVE MISSED. THE FUCK YOU MEAN THE TAKEOUT BOX IN HIS FRIDGE IS CHICKEN DICKNOCKERS
also oooooh. i get it now. âsometimes i wonder what it would be like if i didnât care all that muchâ is a driving line for the film. everything that unfolds is a consequence OF caring too much and just enough. the fact that the bedâs been made and he has to lie in it. by the end this line doesnât matter because heâs learned to accept his nature. and if you wanted to get paradoxical heâs learned to not care about that line
i wish i understood the words in lyrics the first time i hear them. someone give me a transcript, iâll be unstoppable then
the second i saw the text for Inside A Demonâs Soul (Whenever Vox Akuma Devours A Human Soul, This Is Where They Go) i paused. sat there. and laughed so hard because that is maybe the easiest meme format iâve ever seen in the the same way as everything everywhere all at once rock scene. put a white shape over the text, write down the time stamp. now you have a banger man standing that follows the standard top text bottom text base formula
when he stood up in the forest at the beginning of the labyrinth i really did see a minecraft Vox_Akuma joined the game banner in my mindâs eye
vox please drop the ost as soon as possible i need he who waits eternity and how to get away with motherfucking murder in my playlists asap
also how to get away with murder reminds me a little introvert by little simz. hard to describe, i think itâs because they both sound so spacious and be these long, introspective songs that never really Feel like theyâre dragging on because of all the beat changes and stuff, you know? voxâs rap isnât helping
i cannot end this post without talking about
THE INDOMITABLE FULGUR OVID BABYYYYYY
the way i furrowed my brow the SECOND i saw that hand
the way i yelled the second i saw his face
hehe. despite everything i am dearly a comfydant. i canât think of anyone better than fuuchan for the beach scene, iâm so grateful heâs here
i mentioned âsometimes i wonder what it would be like if i didnât care care all that much.â i now raise you âof course it matters, it matters to you⌠brother the only thing that would make you a bad person is letting that stop you from doing any good thingsâ
and of course the hug
idk what to say about the hug. itâs very needed. and from fuu of all people who understands integrating lore and streaming, understands the divide, pretended to beef with vox only to become one of his close friends, i really canât imagine it with anyone else
do you guys think box tenshi is Apathy. i think iâll need to sit on it for a bit but iâm seeing some threads about how tenshi is what happens when that takes over and vox chooses not to care about the people heâs hurt for his own comfort. after all his character is entirely on balancing the little delights and missteps of humanity, and the nature of a predator demon. iâm sure i could elaborate later on
should i, like, be criticalâŚ? because i do have things that iâm critical about, but this was a very delightful watch and itâs changed me fundamentally
i like vtubers because of the balance between fantasy and real and this movie very much does cater from that. all media requires the suspension of disbelief but with the way minotaur is delivered it kind of toys with Suspension of Disbelief as in-verse environment, too. fandom, anti, and collective opinion are their own characters in this movie and that just cannot be captured in a medium like fictional, scripted entertainment, you know⌠itâs very bo burnham inside. but the difference is that inside is everyday people would assume these expectations. as vtuber watchers weâve full-on experienced the good and bad ourselves. i mean⌠how many times have you said your opinion on vox online. seems someone act weird in chat. i write fanfiction, i contribute to expectation too because i participate in fandom. thatâs just the natural effect of being an internet personality, so the least we can do is be respectful of it and be critical of ourselves so we can maintain that respect to each other and the streamer
but i guess thatâs preachy of me vox illustrated the point on his own wonderfully
i could do cornell notes on this movie
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