#and personality wise they were both extremely playful and teasing to each other

[witchail]

dissecting more into cc's relationship with marianne like ---- the reason why marianne kept portraying herself as the "ideal mother" to cc and influencing her into assisting lelouch, was simply because of cc's upbringing and her lack of positive mother figures. her seeing marianne as a good mother, was playing with cc's hidden desire of having a good relationship with her own biological mother. cc's mother gave her away at a young age and completely abandoned her. so when marianne died, cc did not want to abandon nunnally and lelouch. she thought by doing so, she is honouring marianne's wish in a way --- needless to say, cc was rather crush when she realized that marianne really did not care for anyone but herself.

[malevolantkitcheen]

Hello dear, are you still open for a jjk matchup? If not, you can ignore this. I'm ok with whatever guy from jjk.

Female, 20s, gemini, enfj.

Personality wise, I got two sides (stereotypical for a gemini, ik). Most of the times, I'm affectionate, teasing, playful and loving but I also get dead serious, cold and slightly intimidating in a blink of an eye if it's needed. I'm basically that meme: I can be your angel or your devil. Extremely ambitious when I want something or when I want to excel at something. Really protective and caring to my dear ones (I'd do anything for them). I might sound and look stiff but I can get fun and unhinged too sometimes, it depends on who I'm with.

Unfortunately, I tend to overwork myself in silence. I bottle up everything and walk it off, continue working and caring for others more. I'm pretty confident most of the time and can stand up for myself no matter what.

My love language is physical touch and gift giving. I have a calm presence as a lover. I like to help my partner relax from all daily restraints (and also experience whatever fantasies they have).

My hobbies are: reading, martial arts, dancing, playing guitar.

Appearance: short and curvy, copper brown hair, hazel eyes, a lot of beauty spots and subtle freckles on my face. I also have a hidden tattoo of a crescent moon.

Thank you so much for your time, please take care of yourself and have a wonderful day/night!

For Jujutsu-Kaisen i match you with..

Suguru Geto

- When you and Geto first met, you assumed that he was a generally serious individual. However, over time you both realised that your personalities meshed almost perfectly. After a tiresome day, Geto has a habit of going quiet and keeping to himself, but without a doubt you always find a way to cheer him up.

- Similarly, you can often get lost in your work and spend hours perfecting what you’re working on, especially if it interests you once in a while. Geto recognises that you are passionate about your career but gets frustrated when you work yourself too hard. He ends up going out of his way to make sure you come home on time and relax. He always cooks for you when he knows you’ve had a hard day.

- As your relationship with Geto got more serious, you began moving in with one another. You knew this would be difficult, especially considering that sorcerer and non-sorcerer relationships weren’t necessarily approved of. However, you were both dead set on making things work. You managed to move into a small apartment on the outskirts of the city, it wasn’t anything spectacular but you were both unbelievably excited to move in.

- Geto would start getting home later as he became more and more focused on refining his skills and cursed technique. He was exhausted. Each time he would return home he would say little to no words but would always end up falling asleep with his head in your lap, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist; he loved the way your touch just makes him melt.

- He loves listening to you talk about every new book that you read and always asks if he can borrow them once you have finished reading. After all, you two had met in a book store. He loves reading them just so he can feel more connected to you. When he’s finished reading them for himself, he is always excited to tell you about it, explaining the plot line and characters even though he knows you already know what it’s about. You love this about him.

- He always makes sure that he’s gentle with you and he is always unbelievably apologetic when accidentally hurts you, even if it was just a scratch or pinch. You mean everything to him and he would do anything if it was for you.

[wanderingwriter87]

god its just,,,, do you ever think about how the level of intimacy that garak and julian have by the end of the show is so intense. even if you take canon depiction VERY seriously and assume they didn't have many offscreen interactions that were substantially different from what we see onscreen, and that they seemed to grow apart in the last two seasons, they are just!!!! like, they obviously desire each other Sexually (TM) but there's a point at which it doesn't feel like sex would actually be much of an upgrade intimacy-wise. they are so close. they are already physically comfortable being in each other's space. and of course there's "by inferno's light" but i can't get into that again or i'll go feral. but like, the way they are just? so? connected????

i really like fics where julian still demonstrates his intentions in post-canon cardassia through some kind of elaborate cardassian courtship ritual because i think it is something he would do, he's very extra and garak loves that about him. i also really like the ones where they keep getting their signals crossed or drama gets in the way but when things finally align, one of them storms in and kicks the door shut and slams the other one into the wall and they go absolutely feral on each other. these are both EXTREMELY VALID.

BUT ALSO? i have a real appreciation for them just sort of letting the familiarity and closeness they very clearly already feel slide into more physical intimacy, because there is simply no reason why it shouldn't, there is no reason to draw create these artificial barriers. garak is canonically very tactile with him and despite having this sort of buttoned-up persona, or perhaps BECAUSE of it, i think this kind of thing can really work for him. how many times did they share a bed or a cot, realistically, that we weren't shown on tv because of rick berman? whomst the fuck else would bashir REALLY be sharing with in the prison camp after garak gets there? (ok, martok probably, but still). what about in rocks & shoals? what about on the defiant? come on. they have quite literally slept together, you cannot convince me otherwise. and then, and then, you know, hands wander.

like to an extent, with the "courtly love" headcanon that i've often espoused, it does make sense that they would enforce some kind of boundary with each other when it comes to prolonged close physical contact like that. and that's where my love of the other two types of "getting together" fics comes in - because it makes sense they have been denying themselves this intimacy even though they are literally so intimate already. because it felt like too much. it still feels like A Step that needs to be negotiated.

but i also love, LOVE thinking about a version of their relationship where it simply happens because they are simply each other's Person and nobody else gets me like he gets me and i trust him even though i shouldn't and gives me little gifts and sees me off at the docking bay and i read EVERY SINGLE AWFUL BOOK he recommends me and i know he's hiding something, probably something important, but when he smiles i smile even if i don't want to because he's just! him! so obviously as some point there's just, a playful whisper, lips on the neck, lips on lips, whoopsy daisy didn't mean to turn you on but as long as we're here ;) soft laughing and gentle teasing and a slow tumble into something new that feels perfectly right, like they were always meant to end up here.

sorry to be sappy on main i am just having a time.

[starshine583]

Prompt 11: Camp Fire

@felixmonth

Marinette turned a stick in her hand with narrow eyes. Was it big enough? It felt big enough, but it also felt damp. Would it light?

She shook her head and tossed the stick aside. There was no point in taking wood that might help their fire. She had plenty more sticks to choose from. 

The search continued until she had gotten a hefty amount of sticks piled up in her arms. Then she started trotting off to find Alya again. She only got a few steps in, however, when she nearly ran into someone else.

“Woah!” The other person yelped, taking a step back to avoid a collision.

“Oh- sorry!” Marinette apologized, backing up as well. It was hard to see under the cloak of darkness, let alone past all of her sticks.

A chuckle came from the stranger, and they moved to the side just enough so Marinette could make out their figure. “I see we meet again, Dupont scum.”

Marinette giggled at the teasing tone that could only be Allegra’s. “Well, we are on the same campgrounds.”

She managed to catch the shadows of Allegra tilting her head back and forth.  “True. So where are you guys having your campfire?”

“The counselors are having the fire at the usual fire pit, but Alya, Adrien, Nino, and I are having ours in this clearing we found behind our cabin.” Marinette answered, shifting her sticks so she could gesture in the general direction of the clearing.

Allegra nodded. “Yeah, the boys and I are having our campfire near the lake so we can make the flames as big as we want.”

Marinette laughed. “I’m guessing that was Claude’s idea?”

“Isn’t it always?” Allegra snorted. “Actually.. Would you guys like to join us?”

Marinette blinked, a bit surprised, but quickly masked it with a teasing smile. “Inviting enemies into your headquarters? Are you sure that’s wise?”

Allegra chuckled. “Consider it a truce, then. Until the campfire burns out, we’ll have a mutual agreement to stay neutral.”

“Ah, a truce. In that case, I’ll go tell Alya.”

“And I’ll go tell the boys. See you at the lake!” 

~~~~~~

Sparks flew into the air as Felix threw more wood onto the fire, and the small laps of the lake a few feet behind were drowned out by the cracking of the wood. He had to admit: of all the ideas Claude’s had, this might just be the most sensible. Placing a fire next to a lake would be an extremely responsible thing to do if they didn’t do it specifically to be irresponsible.

Allan dropped another pile of sticks down next to Felix. “Here’s some more for you.”

“You know having too many sticks will make the fire burn out faster, right?” Felix commented, picking up the new sticks to throw them in.

“We’ll just find more, later.” Allegra spoke up, immediately catching the boys’ attention.

“What took you so long?” Allan asked. “I had to stop Claude from blowing his panic whistle to find you.”

Allegra rolled her eyes with a playful smile. “I ran into Marinette and invited them to come join us.”

Felix paused mid-throw. Marinette was coming to their campfire? 

Allan gasped, putting a hand to his chest. “You invited enemies onto our sacred grounds?”

“We agreed on a temporary truce.” Allegra replied with a wave of the hand. “They’ll be fine.”

Allan’s hand dropped. “Ah, a truce. That’s fine then.” 

Felix finally let the stick finish falling into the fire and turned to grab more. So Marinette wasn’t coming by herself. He wondered how chaotic it was going to be with both groups mixing again. Things usually weren’t calm when they were all involved.

Claude hobbled into the campfire circle just then, holding a pile of sticks that somehow went over his head. 

“Oh, hey Allegra. Where have you been?” He asked when he set the extra firewood down.

Bushes rustled behind them, and the group looked up to see Marinette wading through the leaves. Alya, Nino, and Adrien followed behind her, each holding a stack of sticks.

Claude dropped the rest of his sticks. “We’ve been breached!”

Allegra stepped out in front of Marinette, holding up her hands in a calming gesture. “It’s fine! It’s fine. I invited them. We have a truce.”

Immediately, Claude relaxed. “Ah, the sacred truce. It’s an honor to have you.”

Alya and Nino both gave a small bow, and Felix had a feeling he would never understand all of the Rosemary and Dupont camp traditions.

“Likewise.”

“And if you’re still worried, I brought marshmallows for s'mores as a peace offering.” Marinette teased, holding up a bag of fluffed goodness.

“Oh, yes!” Claude cheered, pouncing forward to grab them. “You guys are definitely welcome!”

The group shared a laugh, and everyone started piling their sticks onto the fire. Once it got high enough for other campers to see, they stopped and got out the marshmallows for roasting. Felix figured they had about fifteen minutes till the firefighters arrived.

“The stars sure are bright tonight.” Alya commented as she made her s’more. “I always forget how dim they are back in the city.”

Allegra perked up. “Oh, we should go star-gazing! I’ve always wanted to do that.”

Claude gasped. “Yes! We can go to the top of the mountain to do it!”

Felix rose a brow. That did not sound like a good idea.

Marinette frowned. “Is that allowed, though? I didn’t think we could hike at night.”

“It is if we’re back before bed check.” Allan spoke up, a rare, mischievous glint in his eyes.

“I don’t know, guys.” Adrien began, rubbing the back of his neck. “Don’t they have rules for a reason?”

Felix nodded in agreement. Rules were a good way to create order and safety. Hiking up a mountain at night was dangerous with the wild animals roaming around. Not to mention, they had Marinette, who had an unfortunate habit of tripping on air.

“Oh, it’ll be fine.” Alya- clearly the ‘Claude’ of their group -insisted. “Campers do it all the time.”

“Yeah, and we’re a big group.” Allegra added.

Marinette pursed her lips in thought, then, to Felix’s surprise, her gaze flicked to him. Was she asking for his opinion on the matter? That was new.

Felix offered a shrug, because really, if the rest of the group had their heart set on it already, they wouldn’t change their minds. He’s had to learn that the hard way.

“..Okay. If you guys think it’s safe.” Marinette finally said.

“Great! We’ll go right after we finish our s’mores!” Allegra declared eagerly.

Felix held back an eye roll. Yay.

Chaotic, indeed.

[ironmandeficiency]

random thought of mine, which clone do you think would have the best singing voice? Ik they’re clones so they all sound the same fmdndn but still. i think jesse or echo maybe?

jesse would be such a beautiful singer, not a doubt in my mind. his voice is velvety, a bit husky with a hard punch of power. i’ve entertained this thought on multiple occasions and will one day write smth with singing jesse.

echo though? akhdkshkakdj i never thought abt him singing before now but i can totally see it, his voice being a bit less gritty than jesse’s but with a smidge more range and a clearness that rivals the scarif oceans.

gonna send thank-you’s to @obiorbenkenobi and @hxldmxdxwn for letting me ramble abt this post on discord at ungodly hours.

i made a playlist for this almost-au as well!!! find it here, and i’ll soon add it to my spotify shenanigans.

now enjoy me going into more detail abt these two boys than anyone asked for:

genre-wise i think jesse would be a bit more cocky and playful with his go-to songs, and he will dominate the stage with his godlike dancing every time he’s given the chance;

radar love by the golden earring - this is the song he first gets the confidence to dance to. once the crowd goes wild for it and he realizes how much he enjoys moving around, he keeps on doing it. there’s this one thing he does that’s like, um, jolting/bouncing (not sure how else to describe it) but the crowd thinks it’s great when he does it.

sexbomb by tom jones - his dancing here is utterly erotic and he knows how attractive it is, holy kriff. it’ll bring the entire bar staff to a standstill bc damn look at his hips go, sex god much??? most definitely grinds against the mic stand and gfgalkdfjghlkf it never fails to fluster quite a few patrons (this will soon be a full-fledged fic so keep your eyes open)

no mr. nice guy by alice cooper - he jokes sometimes that he was actually quite peaceful as a cadet before joining the five-oh-first. it isn’t a joke tho and you can blame fives and hardcase for making him go wild. but this song makes him think of when he stopped caring abt trying to impress the longnecks and he enjoys hitting the higher notes.

rock the casbah by the clash - this is where he learns to snap his hips to every “rock” with a bit extra force. the crowd has a blast clapping along, some of the more drunk people screeching “the shareef don’t like it!” at the top of their lungs. it’s upbeat 

rock this town by the stray cats - he’s having a damn good time with this song, a lot of elvis presley vibes. if he had enough hair he’d flip it. he does a bit of air guitar and will sway his mic stand around and bounce his knee to the beat.

strutter by kiss - he loves this one, it’s a personal favorite. he;ll be running his hands down his body when he’s still, but the times he’s walking around the stage he’s got a hand on his swinging hips, literally strutting. it’s so fun to watch him embrace the music

bad to the bone by george thorogood & the destroyers - a joking request from fives that turned into a crowd favorite. fives didn’t think his vod could do it but jesse rose to the occasion as he charmed his way through the song with his fun swagger and playful air sax. he drank quite a bit of water after this one bc he was unused to using as much gravel in his voice as this song took, but he enjoys it nonetheless.

echo would be softer with his choices, leaning more towards soulful and sweet in comparison to jesse’s wild side. he also plays both guitar and piano, i take no criticism on these points;

the night they drove old dixie down by the band - he plays this one after a rough mission and it’s deeply resonating with everyone there, everyone either putting down their drinks to let the song flow thru them, or grab something stronger to let it lull them into inebriation.

no plan by hozier - he sounds so beautiful with literally any hozier song tbh, but this one is his favorite. this was the closest he got to smth soulful before the times he duetted with jesse and he really enjoyed it. it was smooth yet passionate and is one he sang for the first time when dejected and unsure abt his future.

piano man by billy joel - he plays the piano for this song & kriff did it take him a while to both master it and find someone that played the harmonica well enough to join him. this is rex’s favorite song to hear echo play and will hum it quite often. echo enjoys throwing himself into playing this one in a way he doesn’t often do & he’s called “the piano arc” the first time he plays it. the nickname sticks but he likes it, so no harm done.

amie by pure prarie league - this was a fun song for echo to learn and he really enjoys how gentle it is. he’ll tap his foot with the music and just let himself go. sometimes he’ll catch himself moving his shoulders slightly as he plays but he doesn’t stop. when he plays this one, he prepares to hear his brothers hum it for at least a week afterward, it’s just that good.

house of the rising sun by the animals - this one isn’t heard until some time after he and jesse duet & echo exhibits his capacity to have a bit of gravel, which is absolutely heavenly when heard. there’s a lot of held-out notes here and a special kind of twang he’s able to finesse, it’s stunning.

skinny love by bon iver - he learned to play guitar to this song right here, it’s one of his faves and loves how tender & raw it can be. he’s heard covers of it that added too much to it & detracted from the intensity of the emotions, so he sticks with the original. it’s an extremely vulnerable song and it’s somber, but he enjoys baring himself without the risk of being shamed for it. several people cry the first time they hear him sing this song. (this one will turn into a fic as well, time tbd)

bad moon rising by creedence clearwater revival - echo sang this one for the first time tne night before the five-oh-first got their orders, which ended up being to felucia. there are always strange occurences when this song is sung & a few ppl will do anything to keep echo from singing it bc they think it’s an omen. everyone enjoys hearing the song, no doubt, but the moment it ends, some battalion or another is doomed to a bad assignment.

now if these two were to ever team up???? no one would be able to talk about anything else for weeks afterwards

you don’t mess around with jim by jim croce - they’re sitting on barstools in front of their mics, echo strumming on his guitar while jesse pats his thigh as a substitution to the drums. v playful vibes with this song and they can’t stop grinning as they sing. it’s fun and they’ll sometimes lightly tap each other with their feet throughout the performance to tease. lighthearted and always enjoyed.

all this and heaven too by florence + the machine - it’s got enough power for jesse but is also delicate enough for echo, achieving a great balance of their strengths as well as a tambourine. you’d probably think that jesse and a tambourine can cause as much trouble as hardcase with explosives, but he’s insanely focused on getting the hits right. no one expects to hear echo belt out such strong notes in contrast to his normal choices but damn they love it. and jesse?? softly breathing the verses with a delicateness no one thought he possessed?? they’re weak for them both.

soul shop by prophets and outlaws - they harmonize SO!!! DAMN!!! GOOD!!! echo playing the piano and jesse sitting on top of it just straight up VIBING. the entire bar is swaying with the music and letting themselves melt into the floor. none of them were prepared for echo to harness a little bit of gravel in his voice or for jesse to capture the melodic tone that echo doesn’t have to put effort into. this song, having a lot of soul and grit to it but is smoother than corellian whiskey, is a performance for the record books.

if y’all wanna hear more about these two darlings singing, or if you have any other headcanons you want to share/ask me abt, please don’t hesitate to pop into my asks!! i would love to hear from you!!

[bug13underscore]

from the au list college!au, childhood friends, “you had no idea, did you?” with a added one small kiss, pulling away for an instant, then devouring each other kiss for alex/reggie

Once again, oh my god I love Alex/Reggie. This one is in my top few favorites so far for sure. Threw in some good old poetic imagery as well, for the effect ;) <3

When Reggie was a kid and he needed to escape from his parents' arguments and his treehouse in the backyard couldn’t cut it, he ran to the water. He felt at home with the grit of the sand, glow of the stars and pull of the tides. 

Slowly he had found himself on the beach more than anything and he loved it. He taught himself to swim, to surf and just thoroughly enjoyed the people watching, but that all came in the later years, when he felt like a nobody who had nothing. 

He really missed being a kid who had no idea the things he held so dearly could just disappear, wished he could gain back the blissful ignorance and the naive glow of childlike optimism. Sadly, Reggie was never the luckiest person and it seemed like the universe had it out for him. 

He remembered thanking this same universe many years ago when a new family had moved into the Meyerson’s old house next door. He had, specifically, thanked the universe for giving him a friend, the first of many. 

Reggie felt stupid, for thinking that someone could know him as good as Alex had, for thinking someone could even understand a fraction of why he is how he is. 

Reggie was just about done feeling stupid. 

So instead of focusing on why he was here, on the same beach even years later, he focused on the past and how much he wanted tonight to not have happened. 

He remembered when he was just barely five and his parents decided to move to California, at first something connected to his fathers job, he thinks. Dry heat and sandy beaches were totally different from the very faded memory he had of what living in Illinois was like prior to that. 

He found himself wondering what could’ve happened if his family never left Illinois, if he still would’ve met Alex and later on their current group of friends. 

Fate has a funny way of working out, a voice that sounds vaguely like Julie rings in the back of his head, doesn’t it? 

The Julie in his head doesn’t get the satisfaction of him playing out that thought process in his head when he can hear footsteps slowly approaching behind him. Everything in him just wants to run, but he’s so, so tired of running. 

“I’m not some wild animal, you don’t have to inch up to me.” Reggie calls, keeping his gaze focused on the tide. Alex appeared in his peripheral vision, taking a seat just out of reach. 

“Hey.” The blonde offered him a smile with the quiet words. 

“Hey.” He shrugged, pretending the water was infinitely more intriguing. 

They sat in silence, something that Reggie used to find home in with the boy beside him. Normally he hated silence, wanted to fill the emptiness with stupid stories, facts or information. Not with Alex, with Alex he could enjoy the silence, just basking in the odd calmness that he always felt when he was around the other boy. 

“Do you remember…” Alex started, giving a slight pause to clear his throat. “Do you remember when we were little, the first time you dragged me out here when my parents finally relented to letting me sleepover at your place, when you told me the story about the tide?” 

Reggie did remember, although that had been one of the sweeter memories he was avoiding, not wanting to tarnish it. That sleepover had been the most fun thing, cementing into his head that Alex was his person, even at their young age. The Mercer’s almost had a fit when they realized the boys had slept on the beach rather than in Reggie’s room that night, but it had all been worth it, in the end. They had officially become best friends that night, swore an oath with the moon as their witness. 

“I do.” Reggie let out a short laugh, gazing up now at that same moon. “How the Moon wasn’t allowed to have friends, the tide was the Ocean reaching out for her, wanting to be friends.” 

“I loved that story.” Alex admits, a quiver in his voice. “It’s stuck with me all these years, cause I felt like the Moon.” Reggie tore his gaze away from the moon, to focus on the boy beside him. 

“You? The Moon?” Reggie shook his head in disbelief. “No way! Sure your parents suck but when have you ever listened to them?”

“Maybe not like that exactly.” Alex caved, running a hand through his hair. “But yeah, me. Moon.” He waved a hand towards the sky. 

“Who’s the Ocean?” 

“Who else?” Alex let out an awkward laugh. “You.” 

“Me?” Reggie felt his shock hit his body. “How?” 

“Just you being you, you always make all these gestures and stuff out of the kindness of your heart.” Alex set his hand on the sand in between them, his eyes gaining a slight glossiness to them. “It felt too good to be true sometimes, felt like I’ve had to distance myself lately, I didn’t think that through very well. I didn’t mean to hurt you, or make you worry, I’m really sorry about that.” 

“Why would you have to distance yourself? I still don’t understand that.” He gently set his own hand over Alex’s, slotting their fingers together as his palm rested against the back of the blonde's hand. 

“Because it’s hard to be like this.” Alex let out a wet laugh, his free hand motioning to the hand that was under Reggie’s. “It’s hard to be around you when you’re so sweet and doting, it’s so hard because it’s so easy, which doesn’t make any sense.” 

“I’m still not following, what?” 

“It’s just—“ Alex cut himself off, a stray tear rolling down his cheek. “It’s so easy to fall in love with you, Reg.” He swallowed thickly, moving his hand over so they were palm to palm. 

Reggie felt like all the air was pulled out of his lungs, his eyes locked on Alex’s face as more tears began to make their way down his face. He slowly reached his free hand up to brush at his cheek, gently wiping the tears away. 

“You’re in love with me?” His voice reached his ears, sounding muffled, like he had cotton shoved in his ears or hearing a voice yelling to him while he was underwater. 

“You really had no idea, did you?” Alex gave him a sarcastic smile, sniffling slightly. “Yes, Reginald. I’m in love with you, I kinda thought that’s why you ran from the party.” 

“Not at all, I ran because I was scared.” Reggie admitted, finding himself tearing up as well. 

“Why were you scared?” Alex mirrored him, lifting his free hand to cup and swipe at Reggie’s tears. 

“Cause I realized I’m in love with you.” Reggie let out a laugh, leaning into the hand on his cheek. 

“Oh.” Alex sucked in a breath, blue eyes locking onto green. “Can I kiss you?” 

Reggie could only nod, his voice stuck in his throat. Slowly they both leaned in, eyes fluttering shut. Alex hesitates, their lips just ghosting each other when he finally closes the gap. It’s a sweet kiss, though it doesn’t last long. They both pull away, eyes opening and once again finding each other in the moonlight. A shot of adrenaline shoots through Reggie’s heart and he’s lurching forward, reconnecting their lips.

He understands, in this moment, how the sand and the tides feel during the day. Alex’s earlier point of Reggie being the Ocean felt right, but his assumption that he was the Moon was way, way off. The Ocean reached for the Moon but the Moon pulled away, never giving back to the Ocean. Alex was never like that, Alex gave and he gave with everything he had. 

Alex was the Sun and everyday that Reggie was around him he was basking in his warmth. This kiss just intensified that, the warmth and love pooling in his stomach. He wasn’t sure when Alex had moved to straddle his lap or thread his fingers through his hair, but he wasn’t one to argue. 

He also wasn’t quite sure when he had opened his mouth or when he had gotten a tight grasp onto Alex’s ass, but he was certainly not going to argue with that either. Reggie did realize though, to his disappointment, he had to pull away to breathe. 

Alex seemed as out of breath as he was, flushed and panting on his lap. Reggie grinned through his labored breath, giving the blonde’s ass a gentle squeeze. He received an eye roll and a large smile back. 

“Can we go back to the dorms? As much as I would like to go back to Carrie’s party I think I’d rather go home and keep kissing you.” Reggie begged, rubbing his hand up Alex’s back. 

“How can I say no to that? Totally glad that we agreed to dorm in a double room and not a quad room, no one can interrupt us.” Alex winked before getting off his lap and helping him to his feet. 

“Interrupt what? You have plans now, do you?” Reggie teased, lacing their fingers together. 

“Maybe I do, guess you have to be patient to figure them out.” Alex gave him a mischievous look and he felt a shiver go down his back. They continued walking, falling into the comfortable silence Reggie had been reminiscing on earlier that night. 

“By the way,” He started. “You’re wrong, you’re not the Moon.” 

“Oh? What am I then?” Alex laughed, a playful smirk on his lips. 

“The Sun, duh.” 

“Mmm, explain.” 

“Well obviously I’m still the Ocean, although I definitely want your reasoning for that, but you’re the sun because...well.” Reggie hummed, tilting his head side to side as he searched for the right words. “You're always warm for starters. Temperature wise and just everything about you. It’s warm, like coming home. You’re also very consistent and bright. So, so bright. Unapologetic too, just being completely and blindingly you, all the time.” He shrugged. “Just everything I guess, it’s an easy comparison. Besides, the Moon wouldn’t be lit up without the Sun.” 

“This is why I love you.” Alex stopped, looking at him with pure, unfiltered love. Reggie never wanted this look off of his face if he could help it, thrilled by how the warmth in his stomach grew. “You want to know why you’re the Ocean?” 

“Yes, please.” Reggie grinned, tugging on Alex’s hand for them to continue their walk. 

“You’re so fluid, always moving. Extremely unpredictable, to the point that it’s scary sometimes. Undeniably beautiful, not to mention how you just reflect everything around you.” Alex laughed, a sweet sound that Reggie wanted to hold onto forever. “So full of life too and you just seemed to, I don’t know, make everything better?” He shrugged. “That seems a bit sappy, but it’s true.” 

“Maybe a bit sappy.” Reggie agreed. “But I love it, sappiness is totally a good look on you, although so was that whole flushed thing you had going on after we made out.” At the mention of it, Alex flushed once more and Reggie couldn’t help but laugh. 

“How could I not when you look like that and were kissing me how you were!” Alex yelped, covering his face in embarrassment.

“It was totally the cutest shit, promise.” Reggie nudged him. “Besides, we could totally be kissing like that with me looking at you like that right now if we hurried up.” 

“This is what happens when you run several blocks to the beach, Reginald, you have to deal with a long ass walk and can’t make out with your extremely hot boyfriend.” 

“It’s a shame, really.” 

“A downright travesty.”

“Well what are we waiting for? Let’s run.” 

“Oh you’re so on, Peters.” 

“Let’s go then, Mercer.” 

And the two were off, racing to get to their dorms quicker, looking forward to the rest of the night that awaited them, maybe just slightly avoiding the potential conversation they knew their friends would have with them. For now, it was just the two of them, warm and loved in the others company.

[sablelab]

Covert Operations - Chapter 122

SYNOPSIS: Claire is glad to see Jamie but she is conflicted about what happened to them at the monastery. Jamie tells her they must be careful around Operations and Madeline. Although she is reluctant to let him go Jamie promises that they will be together. In the morning Madeline and Operations discuss their operatives

Chapter 121 and all other chapters can be found at … https://sablelab.tumblr.com/covertoperations

I’m glad everyone enjoyed the reunion between Jamie and Claire in the last chapter.  My heartfelt THANKS too for all of your lovely comments about Chapter 121.  

  CHAPTER 122 There was something compelling in her eyes that made him take note, but he was not prepared for the quietly whispered command she would say next.

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“Jamie … Come here.”  Drawn in by her order, he moved nearer, but it was not close enough for her. “Closer.”  Claire’s eyes held his captive. Intrigued he complied. Leaning over her bed once more Jamie rested his head right next to hers. Claire could feel his breath brush warmly against her cheek and she playfully reached out and lightly placed her fingertips under his chin. A shiver of awareness rumbled in her stomach at his nearness and she fought the urge to throw caution to the wind and kiss him senseless. Thank god, they weren’t being watched as Fergus had put the surveillance cameras on feed so she felt a little brazen. There was no one to interrupt or see the intimate gestures of their reunion. If so, then Madeline and Operations would have a field day. Jamie’s skin was warm to the touch, but the prickly whiskers of his unshaven face did something to her libido that Claire was unprepared for. Usually he was clean shaven and the skin along his jaw was smooth to the touch, but the roughened feel of Jamie’s beard, sharp against the sensitive pads of her fingertips, was extremely erotic. A move she thought was going to be fanciful and playful was suddenly more intense. A raspy sound echoed in her throat as Claire swallowed deeply at what the consequences might be of her actions. Her fingers twitched. There was no way that he was unable to feel her reaction to his closeness … she could see the inquisitiveness in his eyes trying to determine her purpose. She was in too deep. Jamie would surely take advantage of her boldness.  It didn’t matter that his chest wound was aching, Jamie much preferred the pounding he felt from his heart. Being this close to his Claire was impossible … he’d proven that already. Thank god that the surveillance cameras were not operating for he was sorely tempted to do more to her than just the few kisses he’d already bestowed. He couldn’t deny that he wanted her, so much so that he had to fight the overwhelming urge to ravish her. Jamie was intrigued though and he watched Claire zealously. Her lips parted, her pupils dilated and her breathing began to waver. Her provocative manner was certainly having the effect she wanted. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t back off for this woman had lured him into her web. Sexual tension built to such a point that being that close to her was an impossible task.

Jamie captured her eyes and they held fast. What was she up to? Well there was only one way to find out.

“Aye?”

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Suddenly tension made Claire reconsider her touch. Whatever was she thinking? Once she started, she knew she couldn’t keep her hands from touching Jamie when they were alone and vice versa. The joy of knowing that they were both okay had only exacerbated her need to touch him more, but perhaps Med Lab was not the place to become too intimate.  Claire realised that she may have bitten off more than she could chew with her bold “Come here.”  Jamie felt her hesitate a little, perhaps she had realised that this was not such a wise move and was having second thoughts about her actions. Touching him intimately and caressing one of his erogenous zones could only lead to trouble and Med Lab was not the place to act on his feelings although Fergus had said there was three hours on the tape. Despite all her sudden misgivings about the wisdom of her actions, to Jamie’s ears Claire’s voice was low and seductive. “I want to know ...”  Unexpectedly, it all became too much. Conflicting emotions clouded her original intention to tease Jamie. The words she was going to say would not come out.  It was the tone of his Sassenach’s voice that first alerted Jamie to the fact that his initial understanding that her command was sexual was wrong. His eyes were drawn to her but his body stiffened when he saw an underlying sadness appear in Claire’s gaze when she spoke.  “I want to know … why. Why did we have to suffer so much Jamie? Why?” The hurt underpinning her words cut him to the quick. Her body language broke through his defences. He cast an intense look her way, unable to talk, unable to move.  He saw the tears well in her eyes. Jamie was at a loss to know what to do. His Claire was hurting. Obviously, the mission had affected her so much more that she was showing on the outside. At that moment he knew he loved her more than he thought possible. Fierce, protective emotions ricocheted in his heart. He would do anything to keep her safe … anything to atone for what had happened to her … anything to keep her alive.  Her eyes were blurred when she finally glanced at him. Jamie knew she already knew the answer to her question before he spoke it out loud.  “Section … but the triad’s time is numbered Claire. We will find them.”  “When?” “Ye need tae get better first and so do I …” he said gently, “… then we will take care of the Rising Dragons.” “I don’t know if I can Jamie.” Disillusionment flickered across her face. It was as if Claire was resigned to the fact that this was going to be too hard.  “Ye just need time my love.” Her eyes surveyed his … Section’s leaders were not in the habit of granting operatives downtime unless it was of benefit to them. “Time? … Do you think Madeline and Operations will let us have time …?”  As her words trailed off Claire bit her lips anticipating how Jamie would reply.  He would move Heaven and Earth if it was necessary to get her the time she needed to once and for all put her demons to rest. However, despite what Madeline and Operations thought about them, it was in their best interests in the long run. It made sense. He had faith that they would have downtime together and that it would happen any day now. They already had a staunch ally in Dr Foster, but if all avenues failed, he would find a way to make it happen. He had contacts at Oversight that he could utilise. The bottom line was that it was a win-win for Section One if they were both mentally and physically at their optimum to complete the mission to bring the Rising Dragons to their knees. He would have no greater joy than achieving that end game. This time it was personal.  Jamie’s voice was so soft that Claire had to strain to hear his whispered words,” Perhaps Dr Foster’s recommendations about us were verra compelling.” She gave Jamie a small, sad smile trying to prevent the tears from falling. “Is that going to be enough?”  “I dinna ken Sassenach but …” “It’s possible?”  He heard the hopefulness in her reply, and this time it was he who gently caressed her. “Aye ….”  Jamie’s fingertip lightly stroked her brow then he leaned in to replace his fingers with his lips. Gently and reassuringly he tried to convince Claire that it would happen and not to worry. “Be patient my love.”  “So, what are we going to do ... you and I?” “We'll have to be careful when Operations and Madeline visit or ...”  Claire finished his sentence. “They’ll know something happened between us.” “We need tae keep pretending that it didn’t.” “Why?” “This isn't the right time. They'll see it in our eyes when we look at each other. And it won't be long before they figure out the truth.” “And they'll cancel us.” “Aye.” “I'd be willing to die if it meant in the meantime I could live ... really live ... for just one day,” was her poignant reply. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* As Jamie slowly stepped away, Claire grabbed hold of his hand reluctant to let him go. He knew that he should leave, the hour was getting late, it was nearly dawn and the medical staff would be making their rounds soon. He needed to get back to ICU and alert Fergus to reinstate the live feed. He knew he should tell his Claire to get some rest, not worry and that it all would be better in the morning. Instead, Jamie pressed a lingering kiss onto the hand she had clasped with his.  “It will happen Sassenach … we will be together.”  She said nothing at first, but merely raised a tentative smile knowing that she could trust Jamie implicitly to make this happen. Claire knew without a shadow of a doubt that it would. This knowledge was reassuring and made her confidence and bravado soar out of the doldrums to which she had sunk. She couldn’t let Jamie leave like this. Finally, she gave him his answer.  “I know.” Claire’s eyes refused to let his go. There was innuendo in her reply. Locking gazes with his, her passionate, visual caress was a sign of times remembered and times yet still to come. Jamie was alert to where her thoughts were heading as his were heading in the same direction too. In understanding and reciprocation, the look he gave sent a hot shiver dancing across her skin. Claire’s lips tingled in the anticipation of what was to come when they were together away from Section. They’d never held back with their lovemaking before and she knew the next time they came together … they would surely combust.  All of a sudden, she felt hot and bothered. She couldn’t breathe or think straight. Her heart was pumping furiously with the staccato beats thumping in her head. Jamie was too close. She wanted him here … she wanted him gone before they started something they couldn’t finish. Claire dared not look at him again for he would surely have read her thoughts. “Jamie?” He had. He’d also reached the limits of his self-control; he pulled away from his love, his heart pounding strongly. If he was to kiss her now, he wouldn’t be able to stop. He knew he couldn’t act any further on his feelings … it was too dangerous and reluctantly Jamie took a step back, straightened up and turned to leave.  “I should go mo nighean donn.” And then, before he could change his mind or Claire changed it for him … he was gone. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Claire watched Jamie leave; he quickly walked through the Med Lab door without a backward glance. If he’d done so, he would have seen his love place the fingers that had caressed his chin in her mouth. He would also have seen the contented smile that bowed her lips as she settled back in her bed lost in her thoughts and consequences of his visit. Perhaps … just perhaps … the planets would be all aligned and the gods would smile on them after all.  ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Her retreating gaze bore a hole in his shoulders and Jamie felt Claire’s blue eyes follow him until he was out of sight. Returning to his room he took a brief moment to compose his thoughts. Seeing her had been cathartic but on another level, it had revealed how profound his feelings were for her and vice versa. She needed downtime to recover fully and with his help she would do just that. He would not fail her.  Had it not been for Fergus’ intervention, his visit to her room would have been fraught with danger. Jamie knew her friend would be waiting for his signal.  “Fergus?” “Claire is in position. Jamie, stand by.” The young techie waited until Jamie was back in bed in ICU and in the same position as the tape, then he tapped a button on his keyboard.  “Okay, they're watching the live feed now.”  “Thank ye.” “You’re welcome.” Jamie closed his eyes, his mind filled with the images and words spoken to his Sassenach and he pondered the ramifications for them if he was unable to rouse her from her melancholy with downtime away from Section. However, he knew wholeheartedly that he would succeed … it would happen … it was just a matter of time.  The next morning …

“Good morning.” Madeline looked up from her coffee and gave Operations a measured smile. “Good morning, Dougal.” Taking a seat at the laden breakfast table, he reached for the coffee pot and poured himself a drink. He took a sip then looked at his partner. “What's Claire's and Jamie’s status? It’s been nearly a week, surely they are well enough to get back to training for the mission.”  Madeline eyed Section’s leader for a few moments before she replied. “They’re doing better than expected. Dr Foster wants to keep them under observation for another day, then they can be released.”  Dougal Mackenzie stared down at the choices he could make for his breakfast meal deciding on some fresh fruit to start with. “And then what? Reprogramming? Psyche Assessment?” “I have a proposal to put to you regarding another option first.”  Operations was intrigued as always by his second in command’s uncanny ability to come up with something unusual or appropriate to their end game. “What?” Madeline gave him a benevolent smile knowing immediately what he was thinking that the mission was losing momentum. “I think we can allow them some downtime.”  “How long would you suggest?” “No more than two weeks.” “What! Two weeks! Do you think that’s wise?” “Yes ... for the reasons I have stated before.” She picked up her beverage. “It will be a win-win for us ... trust me Dougal,” Madeline replied knowing she and the Section would be taking a huge risk, and yet the end game, should they succeed, outweighed any risks. Dr Foster had been vocal in his recommendations for the best way for the two of them to rehabilitate but that decision meant trusting the two of them with zero surveillance to aid and assist in their recovery. However much as it pained her to allow them downtime, she knew that this was the best way of getting them back up to optimum for the continuation of the Rising Dragons’ mission especially given the nature of their injuries. But she needed to convince Dougal. Operations eyed her sceptically. “Refresh my memory.” Before replying, Madeline sipped her coffee with composure. “Three objectives.”  Section’s Head Strategist never failed to intrigue him and Madeline’s analysis of Section’s two best operatives was always on the money. Operations became more curious. "Which are?"  “Their performance will be better if they are well recovered emotionally and physically from their torture at the hands of the Rising Dragons. It will make them keener to bring the perpetrators to justice much more quickly once the mission resumes.”  Operations mulled over what she had said. “You may be right. We need their numbers to be at an optimum.” “Jamie's single mindedness to find Claire against all odds is testament to his commitment. You saw what he did without our help. They both performed well under the circumstances but he needs to regain his strength and agility for the mission’s eventual end play.”  As much as it pained him to agree, Operations nodded at the truth of her statement, but disagreed on one point. “But the mission was a failure Madeline ... we must remember that. They failed to retrieve the triad members.” “It’s a minor setback Dougal ... We can deal with it. We want to be sure that we get the Rising Dragons’ leader, Sun Yee Lok, and we need Jamie and Claire to achieve that.” Operations looked at Madeline across the table as the meaning behind her words sank in. “Very well ... A little latitude may in fact keep them under more control ... without them really knowing our intentions.” She smiled at him with perceptive eyes. “Exactly. Their closeness on this mission has certainly provided the opportunity for a relationship to develop. Jamie’s rescue mission has effectively bonded them together even more so than ever before. I'm quite sure that their connection is very strong and has developed way beyond a mentor and his material.” Staring at her harshly, Operations had a sudden sickening feeling in his stomach. He hadn’t realized that their relationship had evolved as Madeline had perceived it. He still saw it as an impressionable operative dominated by her mentor. If Madeline saw it otherwise it could compromise everything that Section stood for… and he would not tolerate that.  “Do you think that James Fraser in love with Claire Beauchamp?”  “I'm not sure. What I believe is that what began as a purely sexual attraction has developed into something much, much more. Jamie is far from immune to Claire.” “Do you think that he may have already let himself get too close?” “You saw what he did when he brought her into Medical.” A solemn look crossed his face remembering the scenes in Med Lab a couple of nights ago. “Surely a relationship between the two of them will be strengthened if they are given downtime then. It could backfire Madeline. Perhaps a psyche appraisal is warranted first if you suspect that this is becoming a problem?” “Yes and no. They’ll have a psyche review before going back into the field. It should make for interesting analysis after their downtime. We’ll know for sure then.” He laughed out loud at the irony of her synopsis then looked at the woman across the table piercingly, “Interesting? The question is Madeline … will it affect his performance in the field?” She smiled back at Dougal with shrewd eyes, “That’s something we’ll need to monitor closely.” More seriously he added. “We can’t let the Rising Dragons mission stall for much longer. Both Jamie and Claire need to be totally focused on the capture of Sun Yee Lok.” Operations then looked at her for her viewpoint not at all happy where this was heading.  “I’m sure they will be … Jamie will definitely want an end result … Claire too, but we’ll scrutinize their loyalty to Section once they return from their downtime.” “Hmm ...” Dougal pondered the dilemma they always seemed to be in concerning their two recalcitrant field operatives. He looked over at Madeline once more, “And the third?” “Why to keep Colum on side of course. He is impressed with the way Jamie and Claire operate. He will support their complete recovery before they resume the mission. He as much told us this in no uncertain terms.” “His directive in Committee was the last straw as far as I’m concerned.” “Yes that is true Dougal, but he can’t stop talking about the mission. And the fact remains, that if something happens to Jamie and Claire, we’re in trouble and he may take charge of Section.”  Operations practically snarled at Madeline then tossed her a derisive smirk. “Over my dead body! I have command. I just never thought he could be that reckless … especially towards us.” “You just never know with Colum ... we don’t want to antagonise him any more than we already have ... now do we?”  They smiled at each other knowing that keeping his brother at bay was the ideal way to keep him out of their hair and Section business. Repercussions were for another day. “No we don’t, but fortunately even Colum has his weaknesses.”  ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Madeline and Operations had weighed up their options and the directive from Colum Mackenzie, but before any decision could be made on plans for Jamie and Claire, they needed to get an update on their progress before any announcement of downtime was given.  Madeline’s objectives had merit but Operations always had reservations if he thought that the mission was compromised in any way. He needed a quick resolution to the situation in Hong Kong but his hands were tied somewhat because of Jamie and Claire’s situation. The Rising Dragons had the upper hand at the moment but their reprieve would be short lived. Section’s leader knew that what Madeline had outlined made sense but he was still a little reticent at her logic in giving Jamie and Claire downtime together. Nevertheless, he trusted her judgement. Plus, they had the directive from Colum … so their hands were somewhat tied. On the other hand, she would not have suggested the downtime if she didn’t have other reasons for doing so. Everything happened for a reason with Madeline, she was after all Section One’s Head Strategist. Happy that they had things under control, a comfortable silence suddenly occurred between the two leaders. Madeline casually looked at Operations. He held out his cup and held her look as she poured him another coffee then reached for a croissant. A satisfied smile crossed his face at Madeline’s ingenuity and the thought of the unexpected reaction from their two operatives at being granted downtime.  With a hint of pleasure in her voice Madeline asked, “Shall you tell them, or will I?”  Operations felt a smile broaden on his face as the irony of her words echoed in his ears. “Oh, I think it’s something we should experience together, don’t you?”  “Why ... of course,” she replied tongue in cheek. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~to be continued FRIDAY 22nd  May

[mikauzoran]

Marichat: Serendipity: Fifty Marichat and Adrienette Kisses: Kiss Twenty-Seven

Read it on AO3: Serendipity: Fifty Marichat and Adrienette Kisses: ...as a suggestion.

Chat Noir hadn’t retained even a basic sense of the plot of the movie they’d been watching, so distracted was he by what he had planned for after the film.

Marinette’s eighteenth birthday had been a few days earlier during the week, and now that it was the weekend, they were finally getting a chance to celebrate properly. Though, he wasn’t sure if watching movies and cuddling with Chat Noir and the Adrien doppelgänger was really celebrating a milestone birthday “properly”. It seemed kind of anticlimactic to him, but Marinette had been really excited about marathoning old martial arts movies.

Martial arts films of which Chat remembered exactly nothing because he’d been thinking about seeing his girlfriend naked during the entire marathon.

He tried not to shudder, but…he was kind of grossed out by the prospect. Topless Marinette was lovely, like a classical sculpture. Naked Marinette just wasn’t something he was interested in seeing.

But Marinette had been patient for months now. She’d been so understanding and so considerate about respecting his boundaries. Now, he wanted to compromise a little for her and give her something she wanted.

So when she moved the laptop and DVD cases out of the way after the final movie, Chat and Adrien pounced, Chat pressing a searing kiss to her lips while Adrien came up behind her and latched onto her neck, pressing kiss after ravenous kiss to her shoulders and spine. They worked in tandem to remove her blouse and bra.

“What’s gotten into you guys?” Marinette laughed when Chat freed her lips by moving his kisses down around her jaw and throat.

“Well, it was just your birthday,” Adrien drawled lazily, hands running lightly up and down her arms, caressing her waist and sides and breasts.

“We were planning a bit of a surprise,” Chat confessed.

“Oooh?” she purred and then gasped, the syllable breaking as Chat bit into her collarbone.

“So, you know how we’ve been slowly building up to doing more intimate things while still keeping our pants on?” Adrien segued.

“Yeah?” Marinette arched an eyebrow as well as her back.

“We were thinking…” Chat dipped his head, nuzzling her breast so that he wouldn’t have to look her in the face as he explained his embarrassing plan. “…maybe it’s time for you to take a little more clothing off.”

“Wait.” Marinette pushed them both back so that she could see their faces. “What?”

“We’ve been reading a lot of fanfiction lately about how to give a girl a blow job,” the Adrien Mirage blurted out nervously, cementing Chat’s belief that he really was his own worst enemy. “We thought you might like to try as your birthday present. We’re pretty sure we understand the general mechanics.”

“Or we could just give you the new serger and fabrics we also got you for your birthday and forget that this highly embarrassing conversation ever happened!” Chat hurriedly suggested.

Marinette pursed her lips, ignoring the warm feeling in her gut to study her boyfriends intently. “I’m not going to lie; moving things further along physically is something I’m interested in, but…that’s kind of a big jump from what we’ve been doing. Are you two sure you’re really up for this?”

“We’ve seen you in a swimsuit before,” Adrien reasoned bashfully, looking away with a heavy blush. “There’s not that much difference fabric-wise.”

“And we’ve been doing just fine with touching over clothes and you rubbing on our thighs,” Chat added, averting his eyes as he too turned as red as Ladybug’s suit. “So… We think we can do this. We want to do this.”

“Because it was my birthday and you want to make me happy?” she surmised.

Chat and Adrien continued to avoid eye contact.

“Oh, my beautiful boys,” Marinette sighed, reaching out to ruffle their hair until they looked even more like twins. “Thank you. I really appreciate the thought and feeling behind the offer, but I think maybe we’re not ready to go that far yet.”

“We are,” Chat stressed, finally looking up at her. “Marinette, you’ve been ready to have sex with us for at least a year now.”

“But that’s not something you two are ready for,” she argued. “I don’t want you guys to feel pressured into doing something you don’t want to do.”

Adrien shook his head sadly. “Marinette, that’s not something Chat and I are ever going to want to do of our own volition. That’s kind of what the whole ‘asexual’ label is about for us.”

“It’s something that we want to do because it’s something you want,” Chat added gently, reaching out to stroke her cheek with a knuckle. “If we wait until Adrien and I want to do things, we’re all going to die virgins.”

Marinette’s expression turned dour. “I don’t like this. I feel like I’m forcing myself on you.”

“You’re not, Ohime-sama,” Adrien cooed, leaning in to nuzzle her ear. “Don’t think about it like that.”

With a sigh, Marinette laid back down on her bed and stared at the ceiling, feeling awful.

“We’re sorry,” Chat whispered penitently as he and Adrien curled up on either side of her.

“We didn’t mean to upset you,” Adrien muttered miserably into her shoulder.

“It’s okay,” Marinette assured, reaching up to give each of them a head rub. “This is just hard.”

“I’m sorry,” Chat repeated. “I’d give anything to be normal for you.”

“Shh,” Marinette chided. “‘Normal’ is an ugly word. You’re not abnormal or anything. You’re both perfect just the way you are.”

“I don’t feel perfect,” Adrien grumbled.

Marinette rolled over to kiss Adrien hard, and, once he’d been kissed senseless, she turned to her other side and did the same to Chat.

“I love you two,” she insisted when she was done. “I love you both exactly as you are.”

“We love you too,” they answered in tandem, voices full of emotion, on the verge of tears.

“I have an idea,” she announced. “How about we strip down to our undergarments and make out? That’s kind of a step further physically but nothing too extreme, right? Maybe from there we could eventually work up to touching under clothes. Adrien’ll be moving into his own apartment soon, and we’ll have more privacy to experiment with what works for us there. How does that sound?”

The boys both nodded, giving their girlfriend appreciative nuzzles.

“Thanks for working with us,” Adrien breathed in relief.

“Compromise is what real couples do,” she assured with a quick kiss for each of them.

They hugged her tight, gratitude coming off of them in waves.

“We’re just so afraid of losing you,” Chat sighed, giving voice to the fear, knowing she’d instantly soothe his anxiety.

“Shhh,” she cooed, hands running through their hair. “You two are the only ones for me.”

They began to purr softly, sinking into the calming aura she exuded.

Peace reigned for several minutes until Adrichat was on the verge of slumber.

“…Did you guys really read smut to try to figure out how to give me oral?” The question just slipped out in the silence between them.

Chadrien jerkily pushed themselves up to stare down at her and promptly broke out laughing.

“Yes,” Adrien confirmed once he regained his composure. “Yes, we did.”

“Separately or together? I’m morbidly curious about this,” Marinette snickered.

“Together,” Chat confessed. “We had to use my staff’s phone because our personal phone and internet activity is too closely monitored by our fathers for us to be reading pornographic fiction.”

“We snuggled up under my covers and took turns reading aloud to one another,” Adrien tittered, an impish grin on his face, as if reading raunchy fanfiction was some great act of rebellion and he now considered himself a sort of bad boy.

“And then we analyzed and dissected the text together,” Chat added.

“What? Like some kind of smut book club?” Marinette giggle-snorted, imagining her boys underneath Adrien’s covers, faces pressed close together as they peered at Chat Noir’s phone screen and discussed smutty stories with serious expressions.

“Kind of?” Adrien shrugged.

“Did you guys try any of the moves out on one another?” Marinette couldn’t help but let her imagination carry her away.

Chadrien flinched, chorusing, “Ew. No.”

Marinette sighed and shook her head. “Of course you didn’t.”

“She sounds disappointed in us,” Adrien noted in amusement.

“She likes the idea of us having secret trysts,” Chat hummed.

“Leave me alone,” Marinette whined, averting her gaze in embarrassment. “You’re both hot, and I wouldn’t mind watching. Go ahead and tease me for being a voyeur already.”

“Never,” Adrien promised, giving her earlobe a playful nip. “We’re happy doing whatever makes you happy.”

“He means when we get to that point in our physical relationship,” Chat quickly amended.

Marinette nodded, appeased. “…Do you think the three of us could have smut book club?”

Adrien and Chat shared a look.

“Maybe after I move into my apartment,” Adrien suggested. “We could meet there and make it part of our experimentation.”

“Sounds like a plan.” Marinette smiled brightly, pleased with their progress.

“I feel better when there’s a plan,” Chat confessed, giving the corner of Marinette’s grin a kiss. “Thanks for being awesome.”

“You two are the awesome ones,” she insisted. “…Ready for my happy birthday make out?”

“Ready!” Adrien assured in a singsong.

[saeyoungs-sunflower]

Matchup for @nad-zeta! (Milestone Celebration)

Zeta, my sweet sweet Zeta, here’s your matchup! You have been such an angel, both in your patience and your general loveliness.💛 I’m sorry it took a little longer than expected, but I hope it was worth the wait! It’s pretty long (~3000 words lolllll) so it’s all under the cut. Sorry, I got carried away! :’) xx

So, without further ado, based on the information you gave me I matched you with...

Saeyoung!

take care of my bby pls

I feel like I need to say that I kept going back and forth between him and Zen. Zen was a VERY close second, so I kinda half match you up with him too. That being said, there were some things you mentioned that made me lean more towards Saeyoung, which will be explained below :))

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Reasoning & General Headcanons!

“🥰 i am a aries, infp, ravenclaw female 🦊”

An Aries you say...?

Need I say more? Absolute chaotic duo. The energy is buzzing, and the people you hang out are always amused by your shenanigans.

As an INFP, you are caring, loyal, and sensitive, which are traits that I believe Saeyoung would benefit from in a partner. He also hides his true emotions well, so someone with your personality type would be able to pick up on the signs that he is feeling low, even if he tries to hide it. Your loyalty and devotion also helps him feel secure, which considering everything he’s been through, is something I feel he would struggle with, particularly in the early stages of a relationship.

On the flip side, Saeyoung is also incredibly loyal. And whilst he does joke around and tease, he knows how sensitive topics and comments can affect someone, so he is never careless, especially since (as an INFP) you often take things to heart. As a team, you work well together because you view the world slightly differently. You’re an idealist, whereas he’s a realist; you focus on the big picture, whereas he has an incredible attention to detail. This is really helpful in difficult conversations, big decisions, plans for the future etc, because whilst your opinions may differ, you offer the other a different side of the story. You get the best of both worlds!

I don’t know my Harry Potter houses very well, but from my memory and a quick Google search, Ravenclaws value knowledge and are wise, intelligent and witty. Sounds familiar? ;) i mean wise is debatable lol. Your conversations are sooo interesting and natural, because you’re both very intelligent in many ways.

“i am pretty shy and difficult to get to know (apparently it took me 2 months to start opening up to my friends, ooops), i tend to bottle up my emotions, my friends would likely describe me as incredibly stubborn, gentle, kind, over dramatic, goofy and fun loving. I am pretty aloof and blunt, like i will 9/10 times tell you to your face how if feel about you if you ask 🙈once u are part of my inner circle i am playful, teasing, i am an extremely sarcastic person that makes snarky remarks under my breath and my kind of humor is a bit of dark and self deprecating.”

Okay, this was one of the key things that made me match you with Saeyoung. A huge reason why I love Saeyoung so much is that there is a high level of comfort in a relationship with him. By that I mean that he is so open and fun that there is literally zero judgment. Judgment is such a foreign concept to him in this kind of situation. He makes you so comfortable that it’s so easy to be yourself around him, and it doesn’t take long for him to get to know you.

GIRL HE’S THE SAME. The king of bottling up his emotions. This means that y’all know when something is up, you can see the signs. You are understanding of each other, so discussions happen and actions are put into place before things become too much.

Saeyoung sometimes just needs to be told when he’s being a lil prick. You are kind and gentle when he needs it, but also can be blunt with him when it gets silly. I mean, if MC was like you towards the end of his route, we would have got through the whole “i’M tOo dAnGeRoUs gEt aWaY” thing SO much more quickly.

Once you’re comfy with him, you become an absolutely unstoppable force. When he teases you, you tease him back. When he’s being playful, you’re his partner in crime. Y’all are so goofy. Your life is full of laughs and joy with Saeyoung.

Sarcastic comments, dark humour and self-deprecating jokes? Yep that’s also very Saeyoung. Sometimes you two have to reel it in a bit when you’re hanging out with others because YOU’RE OUT OF CONTROL TOGETHER.

“I love my friends and family and will fight anyone who threatens them, although when it comes to me, you can do or say anything to me and i wont do anything (I honestly can't stand up for myself).”

IT’S LIKE HE’S LOOKING IN A MIRROR. Seriously though, he knows the importance of self worth because he knows, firsthand, the damage that can be done when you don’t value yourself and your wellbeing. He makes it his mission to help you see how worthy you are of respect and give you confidence to stand up for yourself. Even if you won’t do it for yourself, he’ll stand up for you. He cares too much about his loved ones to let them be treated wrongly.

He feels how much you love him and your other friends/family which makes him feel so secure, and he also has a phenomenal amount of love in his heart to give and he ain’t afraid to do so.

“I swear like a sailor although I am trying to get that under control, however the road rage is real.”

Finds your road rage and swearing SO amusing. Constantly teasing you about it and winding you up, but it’s all in good fun.

Absolutely has a swear jar for you. No doubt about it.

“You’ve corrupted my good, Catholic ears.” “Saeyoung shut the fuck up.”

“I love nature and animals (i love my lil bunnies and dogs), i love working out/going to the gym #gym is life”

I mean, we know he adores cats, and I imagine he loves other animals too.

I also imagine he loves camping, and I don’t even know why. He just gives me camping vibes. Weekends away spent in nature, sleeping in a tent and sitting round a fire in the evenings are pretty common for you.

I know this is ~controversial~ topic in the fandom, but I am of the opinion that Saeyoung also works out.

Do I think he’s completely ripped? No, probably not. But he’s strong, lean at the very least. Even Jaehee admits it! He makes working out so much fun and it’s always a bit of a laugh.

“i enjoy cooking (i am now officially a chef), wine tasting (fancy way of saying getting very tipsy of different wines most nights), spending time with friends (especially if there is tea to be spilt) although i do need lots of alone time to recharge my social battery”

The first time he tasted your food, he almost cried. Poor boi lived off eating crisps and soda for God knows how long.

“Wait, you’re not meant to constantly feel like you're gonna throw up? Food is meant to have...flavour???”

Help him

Saeyoung is pretty social, but also needs time to recharge like you, though he can go a bit longer than you and doesn’t easily get drained by social interactions. This may seem like a problem when you spend time with friends, but it’s actually such a blessing. If you’re feeling exhausted when socialising, he knows and will “take the wheel” if you will. There’s nothing worse than trying to keep a conversation going or seeming upbeat when you literally don’t have the energy, so Saeyoung is there to help you out. He’s also super good at politely and subtly taking you out of those situations if you are super drained and need to recharge.

He’s also such a gossip so if you got tea to spill he’s ready to hear it, and you know he ALWAYS has tea to spill. Sneaky man

“i like conspiracies, reading, writing (Fanfics and im busy with my Masters in nutrition >“<), rom coms, and  sleeping. As much as i love spending time outdoor i also enjoy lazing around the house being a lazy potato.”

Discussions about conspiracies over dinner lol. He is in possession of some...top secret information, so those conversations are very interesting and eye opening ;)

He LOVES to read your writing. It literally doesn’t matter what it’s about, he finds it truly fascinating. It’s a little glimpse into who you are, and it’s something you created!!! By yourself!!!! HE LOVES THAT. Always impressed with what you write, every time. He’s so proud.

ROM COMS WHILST CUDDLING ON THE COUCH

He’s a cryer, he loves rom coms.

He works super hard, so he’s always down to have a lazy day with you!!

“I definitely zone out and daydream all the freaken time and tend to blush easily which i hate 🙈 i definitely dont like crowds and loud sounds (ie you will never find me in a club). I am a picky eater despite my degree in cooking (i basically only eat candy, carbs and protein)”

He. loves. Making. You. blush. I’m sorry, but it’s one of his favourite things. He thinks it’s so adorable, so prepare for all the teasing, lewd jokes and general flirtiness that’ll get your cheeks burning ;)

He’s not keen on crowds either, so that’s not a problem!! I imagine he occasionally goes on night’s out with the bois (and by bois I mean usually just Zen and Yoosung LOL) but he’s not often out until super late, and he’s super respectful of you. Would never ask you to do something or go somewhere that makes you uncomfortable.

“i love cuddles although i look like someone that wouldn’t. Ive been told i come across as calm and confident, while in truth on the inside i am really scared and insecure.   I am incredibly awkward when it comes to boys and have been told my sarcastic comments are x100 when i talk to them (oops).”

CUDDLE MONSTER. I actually think he’s the biggest cuddler in the RFA. Controversial I know, but damn Saeyoung loves a cuddle. He’s a spontaneous cuddler. Like it doesn’t matter what the situation is, if you need a cuddle or he just fancies one, he’ll find a way.

He sees right through your calmness and confidence, because he’s exactly the same. This puts him in the perfect position to reassure you and lift you up. He’s a great hype man!

He finds your awkwardness adorable, and your sarcastic comments just make him love you even more! He has a good sense of humour and doesn’t take things too seriously if they don’t need to be, so he’s constantly laughing with you and easing your mind in the very early stages of your relationship.

“I am very go with the flow, and i never burn my bridges 🙈 i am very forgive and forget🦊, like no matter how badly you hurt me.”

Based on what happens on his route, it’s very handy that you are a forgiving person hahah

But again, if Saeyoung thinks you are being treated wrongly and being hurt, he will stand up for you.

His dedication to protecting the ones he loves is STRONG. I mean, look at his relationship with Saeran and the way he is constantly looking out for you in ALL routes.

Of course, he won’t say or do anything to that person if that makes you uncomfortable. Instead, he will constantly reassure you of your self-worth and remind you that you deserve better, but will also support the decisions you make.

If you want to forgive and forget, he will respect that, even if he thinks differently.

“What am i looking for in a potential partner?.... well i definitely think i need someone that could bring me out my shell initially, also someone who isn't too sensitive cause like i said i can be super sarcastic and my jokes kinda match that (like in my family we show out affection for each other via playful insults and savage comments)😂😂”

As I stated above, I think Saeyoung is the best person to help bring you out of your shell. There’s no judgment and no shame with this man.

I find that someone being unapologetically themself is SO contagious, and Saeyoung is exactly that - unapologetically himself.

We’ve all seen his humour, he doesn’t seem to be particularly sensitive either so you’re all good there hahaha. Obviously everyone does have their limits, so whilst their are topics/jokes that would probably make him uncomfortable (e.g. stuff relating to Saeran), overall, he’s chill and ALWAYS ready to joke around with you.

The roast battle is so real with you two LOL

“i kinda want someone stable, hard working, decisive, ambitious and who can push me out of my confort zone and vice versa.🦋”

He goofs around, but there’s no denying that this man works HARD.

Once he leaves the agency and starts his new life with you, I can imagine him being super ambitious and also aiming for stability.

His life before had been so restrictive yet so uncertain. He had to do what he was told, but never knew what was just around the corner.

This makes me think that he would crave the stability and certainty that he never had (a ‘normal’ life, if you will), but also he’d want to try so many things that he hadn’t before. He strikes me as a ‘go big or go home’ kinda guy, so I think it’s safe to say that he would be ambitious in many ways.

The only thing I don’t think he ticks the box on is decisiveness, at least not at the beginning. I think he usually knows what he wants, but rarely acts on that.

“It’s up to you”, “whatever you want” and “I don’t mind” are very common phrases for him lol. I think he would learn to be more decisive once he gets comfortable. I also think he has his moments of assertiveness though, when he’s in the right mood.

“Also someone who is family oriented and loving (someone that can cuddle me when im having a bad day)☺ and someone who can make me laugh, cause i love joking around so i kinda think i need someone who could match that🌻”

SAEYOUNG. IS. SUCH. A. FAMILY. MAN.

Again, look at what he’s done for Saeran and how deeply he cares for and loves him. A ‘normal’ family was something that was absent in his life, so when he has his own family (whether that be a found family or one he made) he would cherish that so strongly, maybe more than most.

SAEYOUNG. IS. A. CUDDLE. MONSTER.

He could be working at his desk and suddenly think “you know what? It’s snuggle time” and then he would search the house for you to give you The Snuggle™

Again, he’s also VERY observant and his attention to detail is impeccable, so he can instantly tell if you’re having a bad day and will act accordingly - aka SNUGGLE TIME

I mean, need I say more? If you want someone who makes you laugh, Saeyoung is the guy. There is never a dull day when he’s around, and the house is always filled with laughter!

So yeah....that’s my reasoning :’)) now onto your very own drabble!! This is all yours, so if there’s anything you’d like me to change or add, PLEASE let me know!! I’m more than happy to edit anything to make it more personalised for you, just shoot me a message and I’ll be on it, same goes for anything I’ve said above!!🥰

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Drabble!

“Saeyoung! Can you come here a second?”

You called out to him from the kitchen, stirring from a pot whilst its contents quietly bubbled away. You could hear the music blaring from his headphones all the way from the other room, with the occasional hum or drum on his desk. Evidently, he hadn’t heard you.

“SAEYOUNG CHOI GET YOUR FINE ASS IN HERE.”

The music ceased, followed by rapid pattering as he darted into the room, nearly skidding round the doorway. 

“I heard ‘fine ass’ and here I am,” he smirked, sauntering over to you and snaking his strong, secure arms around your middle. He swayed you from side to side, planting a wet kiss on your cheek, much to your dismay. Saeyoung merely chuckled, resting his chin on your shoulder, “What do you need, witch lady?”

“Why ‘witch lady’?”

“Well, whatever you’re cooking is giving me witchy vibes. It looks like a potion in a cauldron. Look at you with your double double toil and trouble-OW! Don’t pinch me!”

“Sorry, it’s a witch thing,” you winked, spinning around in his grip so you were face-to-face. “You sure you’re not the witch? You do have the nose for it.”

“I’ve also got the dress and hat in the attic, shall I go put it on?”

“Try this for me first.” You held the wooden spoon out to him as he took a sip, chuckling at the way his brows furrowed in thought.

He smacked his lips a few times, hummed then finally looked back to you, “It’s good.”

“That’s it? That’s all you got?”

“You do realise that my taste buds have essentially been burned off by chips and soda, right? I have no idea if something’s bad or not.”

“You’re right. I should call Jumin.”

“You can’t,” he informed, his smirk growing ever wider as he moved towards the snack cupboard, “Mr Han has a date tonight.”

The spoon clattered against the counter, your mouth agape, “You’re shitting me.”

“That’s another coin in the swear jar.” Saeyoung chucked a packet of candy in your direction, though it only hit you in the face before falling unceremoniously onto the kitchen floor, “I think we need to get your reflexes checked, babe.”

“Tell me everything.”

He took a seat on a breakfast stool and chortled as you leaned over the counter, eyes showing your eagerness to hear the gossip. And he was more than happy to provide, “He appears to be really into her. Like, really into her. She seems to just get him, you know? I could hear his smile down the phone when he told me about her earlier.”

“Earlier? Why are you only just telling me this now?!”

“Do you wanna hear the rest of it or not?”

Huffing, you perched on the seat next to him, stealing a piece of his candy despite his look of horror, “Okay, well where did he meet such a woman?”

“You’re never gonna believe it.”

“Try me.”

Saeyoung was enjoying himself far too much. He couldn’t wait another moment to witness your reaction, “She’s Zen’s co-star.”

“NO.”

“YES.”

The tea had been spilt, and things were about to get very interesting within the RFA.

Your eyes were glued to his as he continued to disclose the details. At some point you had wrapped your arm around his, his other hand encompassing yours. He abruptly stopped halfway through describing the first encounter, causing you to quirk an eyebrow impatiently, “What?”

“Do you smell burning?”

“...Fuck.”

“And another one for the swear jar.”

~

@nad-zeta​ there we go my love, I hope you enjoyed your matchup!! I am so grateful for your support, it never fails to make me smile when I see you pop up in my notifs. You are beautiful, kind, bright person and you deserve the world. Thank you again for all you’ve done and all you do💛💛 Take care of yourself, my friend! xxx

(Note for other readers: I usually don’t do matchups, this was for a special occasion! I doubt I’ll open up requests for them later on, but never say never!)

[beyond-the-mirror]

DMC x Pokemon AU - Which pokemon they would choose

So an idea appeared out of nowhere in my head: If Pokemon somehow existed in the DMC universe and pokemon training and battles were officially a thing too, which pokemon would the crew choose as their companions?

For these headcanons, I will give each character two kinds of pokemon: the first one will be a pokemon they would totally choose as a friend and partner for adventure as well as competitive battles, and the other will be one they would keep at their side mostly as a cute or silly companion, whether it’s a baby pokemon or a fully evolved one, it’s one they are really fond of and always look after.

So let’s get started! More bellow the cut because it’s a really long post.

Dante

Ideal partner: Houndoom

He considers Houndoom’s general appearance as cool and badass, of course he would love having a literal hellhound in his team.

If you think about it, they share lots of similarities: The same color palette, the devil motif, the fact that Dante has horns too when in DT or SDT form… it’s as if this pokemon was made with him in mind.

Dante found him when he was a little puppy Houndour. The poor thing was all alone in an alley near his shop and seeing him crying out made his heart ache.

So he brought the little one back home and nursed him. Now he’s a powerful Houndoom who loves nothing more than to fight alongside his trainer. There’s nothing that can stop those too when together.

Silly companion: Alcremie

Obviously.

One reason only: Infinite strawberry sundaes.

That’s it.

Would totally have an entire team made of Alcremies. He wouldn’t even battle or anything. He just wants to enjoy his lifetime supply of strawberry sundaes.

Vergil

Ideal partner: Aegislash

Vergil is a man of the sword, so it’s clear he would choose an Aegislash as his partner.

The first time he spotted this particular Honedge, he knew. He could see the great power dormant in them, so it was a matter of awakening said potential.

He trained them vigorously, making them evolve into a Doublade, and finally, into an Aegislash. To this day, not a single pokemon has managed to defeat them, the only exception being Dante and his Houndoom.

That won’t stop them though. They are both too prideful in their quest for strength and power.

Silly companion: Snom

Yeaaah, this is a weird one. Snom is such a cute baby, maybe this adorableness can melt Vergil’s heart?

It was Dante who gifted his twin a Snom. To quote him: “You’re too grumpy. Maybe this cute little guy can help you ease some of that grumpiness away.”

Wherever he goes, the little baby follows behind. Vergil will never admit this out loud but he does smile at the peaceful sensation his silly friend gives him.

Also imagine him trying to pronounce their name in that nasal voice of his. SHnom. 

V

Ideal partner: Corviknight, Umbreon and Dusknoir

It was a tie between these pokemon since they represent V’s three demon familiars: Griffon, Shadow and Nightmare respectively.

Corviknight may have a playful personality, but during battles he’s dead serious. He’s down right merciless and enjoys tearing apart his foes.

Umbreon is as calm as a housecat, but beware! She is a fierce one and won’t think twice to attack those who step out of line. Even more ruthless than Corviknight.

Dusknoir is as mysterious as the man himself, but V still trusts them and lets them do pretty much their own thing. Despite V never giving them orders, it almost looks as if Dusknoir can understand his thoughts telepathically. No one is sure how the hell he does it though. Quite a mystery indeed.

Silly companion: Mr Rime

Both wear a coat. Both carry a cane. Both love to tap dance. See what I’m getting at?

The first time V spotted a Mr Rime and witnessed their comical moves, he couldn’t help but laugh in endearment.

You will often find them enjoying a nice cup of tea together. They may speak different languages, but somehow they understand each other so perfectly.

When feeling in a dance mood, he and Mr Rime will dance together in perfect harmony and sync. Singin’ in the Rain is their favorite musical btw.

Nero

Ideal partner: Toxtricity

It only made sense to grant our punk boy Nero a punk pokemon like Toxtricity.

Both share an explosive and energetic personality, as well as an identical inclination towards rock and metal music. They especially love taunting their foes by doing an air guitar together.

The way these two fight is absolutely brutal. Do not anger them, you cannot defeat them.

However, despite their looks like they could kill you, they are actually sweet cinnamon rolls in front of the right ones. Pet them, they are good bois after all.

Silly companion: Mankey

Two grumpy bois grumpying around. Don’t talk to them, they are angy.

Kyrie often teases them with how identical they are. They literally share the exact same expression when angry.

Nero says it’s not funny. It is.

Little Mankey only calms down when given pets and cuddles. “Just like you Nero!” she teases again. 

Trish

Ideal partner: Luxray

Step aside everyone. Two bewitching and electrifying devils are coming through.

Trish was new to the world when one day she encountered a Shinx, except their fur was yellow? Wasn’t the fur supposed to be blue??

She took them to Dante and Lady for an explanation. Their eyes widened in complete awe. “Trish… it’s a shiny. You found a shiny!” “…Oh.”

Now the two are an inseparable and lethal duo. Many have made the mistake of challenging them, only to end up battered and humiliated.

Silly companion: Yamper

Just look at this good boi.

A cute pupper? AND with electrical powers?! Trish is so in!

You bet she spoils her Yamper rotten. She particularly adores baby-talking her lovely companion to no end.

“Have you seen my puppy? He’s not lost or anything, I just wanted to show you how awesome he is” Yep. She did this at one point or another. 

Lady

Ideal partner: Inteleon

A couple of ‘Walking Arsenals’ indeed. Ready to take on any challenge they may encounter.

Lady remembers how she met her partner when they were a tiny and shy Sobble. Now that they’ve become such a strong pokemon, Lady feels so proud of their growth.

Extremely resourceful, even in dire situations. Will use all the tools at their disposition to finish their job.

Their sniper skills are unparalleled so you’d better watch out. In a battle of wits, there’s no beating this duo.

Silly companion: Eevee

Lady is such an Eevee fan, her childhood dream was to befriend one and have numerous adventures together.

So when she finally got one many years later, she actually started crying happy tears. (It was a gift from Dante. He figured she deserved a companion after what happened in the Temen-ni-gru incident.)

She spends her free time playing with her adorable Eevee, there’s even a whole collection of toys for their playtime together.

If you happen to have an Evolution Stone with you, DO. NOT. COME. ANY. CLOSER. Lady adores her Eevee just how it is. You have been warned.

Kyrie

Ideal partner: Gardevoir

I personally consider Kyrie as a woman with a righteous heart and a strong sense of justice just like her brother Credo, so it’s no surprise her pokemon partner is actually a Gardevoir.

Mess with them and hoo boy. So you have chosen death.

She and Gardevoir are actually among the strongest teams in the region. In fact, to this day, Nero and his Toxtricity haven’t been able to defeat these two in a pokemon battle.

Do not underestimate these girls. They can and will drag you through the mud if you dare hurt them or their loved ones.

Silly companion: Wooloo

Kyrie melted at the sight of Wooloo. So soft, and adorable, and puffy!

She loves knitting, so they would be perfect to provide her with lots of top quality wool. 

Once during Christmas, she donated handmade sweaters to the children at the local orphanage. Wooloo and her were so happy to help the little ones, they made it a tradition for them to do every year.

The sweaters and scarfs she knits with the help of her friend are actually very fashionable and pretty. Everyone in the crew loves showing theirs off any chance they get.

Nico

Ideal partner: Arcanine

A fire pokemon with majestic fur, excellent speed and an extremely keen sense of smell. Nico knew Arcanine would be a perfect partner to have.

She can count on their powerful fire to melt the metals she needs to forge her weapons. Her works of art have been made possible thanks to them and she could not feel more thankful.

Using their olfactory sense, Arcanine can track and retrieve any demon parts or carcasses which can later be used to create Devil Arms.

Although they are not that interested in competitive battles, they’re still a very strong duo that should not be taken so lightly. 

Silly companion: Rotom

So one day a wild Rotom sneaked into Nico’s van, causing a ruckus everywhere. Despite the disaster, Nico was incredibly fascinated since Rotom sightings are extremely rare.

She befriended the poltergeist pokemon almost right away. She even built a device for them to inhabit (just like Ash’s Rotomdex in the anime).

Now they’re Nico’s very own pokemon assitant! Thanks to her device Rotom can communicate, take pictures and save files and notes, which is perfect for her work.

Also they’re really nice to have a chat with! Just beware the unflattering pics they may take during battles.

Lucia

Ideal partner: Absol

It’s easy to see the similarities between Lucia and her Absol.

With Absol being erroneously blamed for natural disasters and Lucia being an artificial demon her creator labelled as ‘defective’, you could say they both share similar backstories. They felt outcasted by everyone else.

These two are incredibly agile fighters, using graceful and precise moves that prove to be lethal to their foes.

Personality wise they both appear to be stoic and aloof, but they’re actually very kind. They do tend to worry a lot about their friends though.

Silly companion: Espurr

Espurrs are known to constantly try to control and contain their enormous psychic power with all their might. Lucia understands her cute little companion all too well.

Being with each other has helped them both a lot, their shared company feels therapeutic for them.

Also Lucia enjoys cuddling Espurr. They feel so soft like a plushie!

Often have staring contests with each other. They always end with a tie though.

[chicagocityofclans]

Helenus Askeris → Charlie Rowe  → Witch

→ Basic Information

Age: 796

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Gay

Powers: Geokinesis

Birthday: August 25

Zodiac Sign: Virgo

Religion: Hellenic Polytheism

Mark: Unknown

Generation: Unknown

→ His Personality

When asked about his past he will rarely give a straight answer. Like many his age he has seen and done a lot that he would rather forget about. It has shaped who he is though. It has made him someone who hides part of himself from the world, someone who will protect those who need it and someone who would go to any length for those he loves. To the world he presents a man who is calm, charming and intelligent, if a little sarcastic. These are not lies but are not the whole truth either. As a youth he was playful and teasing but on the path his life took this wasn’t appreciated. That part of him may have grown quieter over the centuries but he hopes it’s still in there. His kindness is something else that could be called quiet. It shows up in small gestures and general benevolence to the people he comes into contact with. His life has also given him a darker side but it is something he still actively tries to keep locked inside, only letting it out when pushed to it. Something else he often battles with is not having his feet planted firmly on the ground. It has not always been an option to do so thus he has had to learn to be able to concur that fear when needed.  

→ His Personal Facts

Occupation: Book Shop Owner 

Scars: Several from his youth, including one on his thigh from a sword

Tattoos: None

Two Likes: Tea and Dawn Walks

Two Dislikes: Olives and Being Controlled 

Two Fears: Losing his twin and Rollercoasters 

Two Hobbies: Playing Music and Sculpting 

Three Positive Traits: Kind, Loyal, Charming

Three Negative Traits: Secretive, Sarcastic, Fussy

→ His Connections

Parent Names:

Unknown (Father): Helenus has never met his father and his mother always refused to talk about him.

Amara (Mother/deceased): His human mother passed on a long time ago but Helenus still holds onto fond memories of the little time he had with her. 

Sibling Names:

Cassandra Askeris (twin sister): The twins have always been extremely close and have gone to great lengths to protect each other over the years.

Children Names:

None

Romantic Connections:

Nesrin Askeris (wife/deceased): Helenus married young and whilst he loved Nesrin it was never romantic on his part. In those days it was just what was expected.

Nathan Cleirigh (Ex-Lover): Both Nathan and Helenus were still reasonably young when they met. Their friendship quickly developed into something more. Over the years though, they found their lives pulling them along different paths and to completely different places. Before things got messy they decided they should break it off, and as a result they are still on good terms to this day. 

Platonic Connections:

Jace Cicero (Ex-Mentor/Friend): With their similarities in personality and their shared power Jace was an excellent fit as a mentor for Helenus. He still remains one of Helenus’s favourites of those he had and has made an effort to keep in touch.

Averill Sookram (Ex-Mentor/Old Friend): Some are surprised to find these two are friends but they got along from the beginning. They both appreciate and respect each other and will often swap stories and knowledge over a dram of whiskey.  

Willaume ‘Bill’ White (Friendly): Bill has become a regular fixture at Priam Books and Helenus is always happy to see him. He appreciates the other witches' dedication to his studies. They have also started borrowing books from each other's private collections from time to time. 

Fallon Draga (Acquaintance): Helenus has on a few occasions engaged Fallon in her capacity as a book restorer. He has been pleased with her work and finds he doesn’t mind her company, often inviting her to stay for tea when she pops by the shop.

Minsky Edison (Friend): Minsky and Helenus were introduced by Averill but it was their shared appreciation for music that really formed their friendship. They will still regularly listen to records together and occasionally go to concerts. 

Eric Lasiter (Friendly): Helenus met Eric through Averill and Ronan. Helenus on occasion gets invited when the others hang out. They have always gotten along and he would be happy to cultivate this into a real friendship. 

Brighton ‘Bee’ Genesis (Friendly): As with Eric, Helenus met Bee through Averill and Ronan. They have gotten along well from the start and Helenus would be happy to become proper friends with Bee. 

Ronan Cleirigh (Ex-Mentor/Old Friend): Ronan was another of Helenus’ favourite mentors, finding the man to be fascinating and admiring his strong bond with his family. Though it has been many centuries since Ronan has mentored him, Helenus has always considered him a friend and was happy to be able to renew that friendship when they found themselves in the same city again. 

Chiara Ricci (Friendly): Chiara is a regular customer who is starting to become a friend. She often tries to get stories of his past out of him, which he doesn’t give into. He finds her tries amusing though and occasionally drops the smallest hint at a juicy story just to wind her up. 

Sadie McCoy (Acquaintance/Customer): Sadie has become a very good customer over the years, ordering many books for the Underground’s library. Helenus likes to go the extra mile for her, often including a few extra books he thinks will be useful for the many subjects that are studied down there. 

Lestat Marcoux (Friend): They met in Priam books and bonded over their shared interest in classical music and books. 

Hostile Connections:

Louis Martin-Rovet (Annoyance): Helenus isn’t overly fond of spies, and doesn’t appreciate his customers being spied on either. Any time he finds a trace of the rats in his shop he will make sure to remove it, constantly trying to get rid of any foothold they may have. Despite this he would never do anything to permanently harm or kill any of them. As the head of GOLD Louis has become the main focus of his annoyance. 

Pets:

Paris: A tabby cat he adopted that seems to spend most of its life asleep on top of a pile of books in the shop or attacking the plants in the flat above it. 

Argus: His sister's friendly and gentle irish wolfhound. He is often by Cassandra’s side or curled up in arm chairs he is much too big for. 

→ History His mother Amara was a human, working as a servant in the household of a wealthy merchant in the Venetian controlled Duchy of the Aegean. When the merchant's wife found out she was pregnant she took pity on her, moving her to a role in the kitchen and allowing her to keep the twins. Helenus and his sister were loved by the other servants but their happy, sheltered world couldn’t last forever. Their powers started to manifest at age ten, much to their Christian mother's horror. It was pure luck that the local priest was also a witch. He placed the twins with a mentor outside of the town, away from prying eyes. When he turned sixteen Helenus was sold to a ‘mentor’ in the Venetian military. He found he was a natural fighter and a strong sailor once he could get control of his fear of being on the water. This led many to joke he was in fact the Trojan he was named for. Whilst there were parts of being in the army he enjoyed, (getting to travel, the camaraderie) it came with much cruelty from superiors and a constant feeling like there was part of him missing. When he made it out and back to his twin it took him a long time to talk about what had happened but he found the same was true of Cassandra. Her mentor had turned abusive. One night he said enough was enough and the pair fled in the night.

They settled first in Constantinople where they found a mentor that was as wise as he was kind. The city became home, and Helenus started to put down roots. He met another witch, Nesrin and married her. He’d never been drawn to women but he cared for her very much and in the short years of their marriage considered himself very happy. Even after Nesrin’s death during the fall of Constantinople Helenus stayed in the city, finding there was so much to learn from this new culture. He buried himself in the scrolls and books being brought into the city, and the knowledge they contained. Eventually though it became necessary to leave due to growing attention from a family of hunters drawn by greed to his twins abilities. First they went back to Greece, then on to Italy, the Baltic, England and so on until they settled in America. 

→ The Present Helenus can still often be found with his head in a book. Since discovering his love of learning he hasn’t really stopped, and this passion has led him to open a book shop of his own. He has also started to open till 1am a few nights a week to cater to the city's vampire community. Some have criticized how he runs the place, given that he’ll happily let people sit and read all day without buying anything, but that’s just the way he likes it. He feels he has a good living and isn’t in any rush to drag more money out of his customers. His life is perhaps a quiet one but he likes that too, it feels peaceful after years of moving around.  

After talking with his sister he has realized that, like her, he hasn’t had any mentees in a while after taking some time out for his own studies. He now feels like he would be open to the idea again, always happy to pass on what he has learnt. 

[shesawriter39049]

|FAMILY TIES| M| MAFIA AU| 4|

SNEAK PEEK #2 1.1 K

Soo you've gotten 3k of the chapter between the two(It will be around 13 all together so there’s still a lot in between lol )

GENRE:SMUT/ ANGST

AU SUMMARY :  A powerful alliance made up of of 4 families spanning over a decade, is suddenly turned on its head when one family has a new leader after an unexpected death. Well let’s just say he’s not down to follow the somewhat civilized rules your families have inforced. Sooo now, it’s game on…

LOCATION: Shanghai Pudong International Airport 11PM Wednesday night

You were out like a light, not even bothering to wake you until, the cargo plane had also landed, it was pushing almost 11pm at this point. Waking up to the feeling of someone slipping your shirt over your head, in combination with the sound of thunder rumbling against the plane. Eyes slightly hazy as they fluttered open slowly….

“It’s pouring and barley 50 degeress, you’d freeze in that…” Gaze dropping down to silently  observe the way he delicately slid your body into your oh so subtle Gucci tracksuit. “Eww when did you get so sappy!” The playful tease rolled off your lips and against his tongue, not hesitating to let his hand make a firm imprint on your ass. Holding it in place so you felt the sting against your flesh, forever reminding you how instant his duality could be.

A whimper slipped past your tongue while he smiked into the kiss, “Who the fuck are you calling sappy?” a low growl left his lips, as he sunk his teeth into your bottom lip, before shifting your body beanthe him, flipping you over so you were straddling his waist. Lazy kisses and sweet nothings were brushed against each others lips as you waited to unload the jet. Jet lag was in full affect that’s for damn sure ,this was NOT a smooth ride at all.

It felt surreal yet so natural..the two of you..not holding your breath with how long it would last, well aware that you both had a lot on your shoulders right now. Emotions are at an all time high so you tried not to over analyze the affection he was giving you, no matter how much you loved it.

Upon stepping off the plane you were greeted by almost terrifyingly dark skies , I swear mother nature tries to drop hints….she tries. Thankfully the mood was brightened slightly by Lay’s deadly dimples noticeable even tucked under a hat making his rounds as he greeted you all one by one. While you all loaded a little car comparable to an oversized golf cart where he drove you all a little further down the lane where the freight plane landed. 

“Okay so I need a favor, I need every box counted and marked,as you guys load each one nto the truck I want them loaded in numerical order…tonight!” Smiling up at him doe eyed, his body just slumped at the sound of that. It was wet and cold, and late as all hell, due to the weather they probably weren’t even going to unload until the morning!  But he'd never question, or complain about anything you requested of him. Shooting you another charming smile before  bowing out, to instruct his men to do as you asked.

It took close to an hour to get through every box, stregicially placing them based on weight, size, and  if any of them were marked as “Fragile “  The seven of you waited in anticipation, as they loaded the last 3 boxes into the trailer.

“54!” You heard Lay's voice echoed through the wind...A combination of relief and confusion now danced through the atmosphere. 

‘Does this mean I could actually, possibly leave China for once without killing someone!? ’ Hoseok spoke up for the first time since waking up voice sitting extremely groggy.

A drowsy chuckle filled the space as you all stood under the awning of the building to avoid the rain. Back pressed  firmly against Tae for extra warmth, as you all started walking towards the terminals. According to Lay’s packing sheet the driver  left with 60 boxes...he claims they took six so, so far his “robbery”stories kinda  lining up...

“I don't know man, I just still don’t get how they got away with six freight boxes before he noticed...has the driver’s plane landed?” Taehyung’s eyes cut over to Jin, as he checked the airports stats on his phone.

‘Nope, the rain has him delayed , at least another hour or so…”

It was getting late and none of you had the patience to wait for him, also not wanting to ambush the driver, wanting to weight until you’d collected a little more info. 

“How about this, instead of him taking the semi home, and coming back in the morning for the trailer, have Lay take him home...just makeup some bullshit excuse. I want Hoseok to drive it in, tomorrow morning instead . Tell the driver he can come in at 8 with all the other shop workers…” Jin nodded, walking over to give Lay the new game plan, before descending into the chaos that was the airport.

As you lot trucked through, believe it or not it was still packed..regardless of the fact it was pushing midnight. The line for Customs & Immigrations was ungodly and the 7 of you definitely drew attention, some stairs lingered longer than others. Taehyung and yourself were strategically placed between the other 5 men, purposely shielding you from view. Yet the presentation felt natural, it didn't appear like a barricade to the naked eye, if you didn't know any better you’d just think you were walking in a group.

A good hour, and lack of patience later you were the last to get verified, you understood enough Chiness to gist that everything documentation wise was all good. Just as the smiling face in front of you handed back your passport a member of TSA steps into frame.

Almost snatching your passport right out of your hand “Rude…” Slipped past your lips, eyes rolling to the back of your head without even a second thought.

You could hear him mumbling something in Chiness to the other TSA the almost sounded like “Back room” 

“Ms. Sever-”

“Severiane’ ” Tone dry as all hell, you could tell he was struggling and you weren’t in the mood, already annoyed by this blatant attitude.

“Yes’ we need you to step out of line, and follow me..” First thing you noticed was how clear his accent was, as he spoke to you in English with no hesitation.

“For what!?” The words slipped past all of there lips simultaneously before you even had time to rebuttal, completely ignoring the men to your right as they chimed in. The lack of response clearly wasn’t working in your favor as both guards stepped from behind the counter,and just like clock work, Taehyung and Namjoon were at your side as the men started to invade your personal space.

Both of there faces screamed “Back the fuck up..now!”

“I’m only going to ask you one more time, as long as you cooperate this won’t take long..”

You could feel Tae’s grip on your waist get tighter, pulling you into his frame as he locked eyes with the guard in front of you. If looks could kill, this man's head would be on the other side of the airport right now . You swore you could almost hear Taehyung’s teeth grinding together his jaw was clenched so tightly,

“Yeah, okay, ,whatever…not like my bags and passport didn't already clear your system but sure..lead the way” Flagging your hand to gesture you were ready to go, nothing subtle about the attitude that dripped from your lips

As you went to walk off, the grip Tae held on the back of your joggers never faltered jerking you back into him. “I got this…” Brushed past your lips and you swore he growled in response, forgetting how possessive this man could get. His eyes cut from yours and over to gentleman to your right before nodding tentatively. 

Smiling faintly in Namjoon’s direction as well, knowing he was feeling all the same emotions as Taehyung! Wigging out of his hold, fingertips gracing yours until the last possible second, the final glare that shoot from their eyes into the Tsa was lethal….

Walking down a long hallway before finally being led to a room in the back corner. 

Upon taking a seat the gentleman that walked you in left without saying a single word….

“That’s a beautiful plane you guys have…” Another extremely clear American accent graced through the doors as a different agent walked in to take a seat in front of you. His name tag translating to “Han”.

“Thank you…”

“So what brings you to Shanghai at this time of night…”

You could tell he was just beating around the bush and you really had no patience for it whatsoever “I didn't plan to get here this late, but it’s a long flight and the weather sucks..” Shrugging nonchalantly as you crossed your legs, slouching back in your seat.

“Is it your first time here?”

Just shaking your head “no” in response, the utter lack of enthusiasm earned a chuckle from the gentleman in front of you.

“Ohhhkay..and what brings you here this time?”

“Food..shopping...aesthetically pleasing pics for my Instagram..shall I continue…” Crass nothing but crass…

“So your telling me you flew 16 hours to shop, eat and take pictures?” Brow arched at the implied question triggering a smirk to crawl up your face.

“Clearly you can tell I can afford it” Letting your hand trail up and down your body everything from your tracksuit, to the diamonds that danced along your body screamed affluent. “So yes, that is why I’m here..and if all you wanted was my itinerary can I go?”

“No, I actually called you in because  when your bag got checked.. We noticed your weapon wasn’t stored properly. But instead of just taking it, I decided to be nice and give you a warning,I even brought a pamphlet for the proper protocol when traveling  with a concealed weapon.

Bullshit, utter bullshit, there was nothing wrong with your gun and if it was it would've gotten flagged when they checked your bag…They don’t play around when it comes to weapons registered or not!

“Hmm, well aren't you a gem, thank you, I’ll be more careful next time..” Flashing him an Oscar worthy smile ...to go with his bullshit excuse for why he called you in here

“Anytime, make sure it’s secured when you leave though,  we won’t be as generous next time…” Slowly rising from his seat, just nodding in response.

“Enjoy Shanghai Ms. Sunjata…” You felt your spine go ridigit at the sound of that, completely readjusting in your seat. Footsteps rattled behind you, as you heard the door shut. Trying to run through any scenario in your head, that could explain why you were 99.99 percent sure this TSA agent just referred to you by your original surname!

That was all the conformation he needed...silently observing the obvious shift in body language.. 

And just like clock work you realized he wasn’t actually leaving, the door was never closed when he came in to begin with….

Soooo like….Ya’ll ready for part 4 or Nah? Lol lemme know whatcha think…This is the last sneak peek no promises but I’m thinking Next week it should be up! It’s almost done.....

Love you as always..

Rocki

[espship18]

Kpop ship for Sarah anon

Hey guys! So, I have a ship here for an anon that goes by Sarah (: We have a big ship in for us today, so sit back, relax, and enjoy <3 

Based off your request, I used these characteristics to help me ship you: 

You are 5′ 10

You have a very energetic and silly personality

Your love language is touch 

You can be a bit sarcastic 

You also love to cook, bake, and eat

And in your request, you have been asked to be shipped with Astro, NCT, SF9, and Seventeen! I hope you’re excited, I am, let’s do this. 

Astro: MJ

You two are the cutest goody couple ever- you’re too cute for words! You and MJ would have that type of best friend love and if you guys have to be serious, you do it in the funniest way you possibly can- bottom line, you just wanna have fun together. First thing I think of when it comes to you and MJ is that MJ loves to prank you. MJ is a huge jokester, right? He would know how to push all your buttons, and he would also know how to frustrate you enough, and he’ll pick at you too because he’s a little shit. However, you can equally get back at him. Getting payback on MJ isn’t hard, you can easily get him back by scaring him- we all know he’s a scardy cat. Then sometimes, pranks go wrong. I can see you two being very clumsy when you’re together. You both are so into the moment that a lot of the time you lose your balance or you trip over your foot, and the prank is failed because you blew your cover, or one of you accidently tripped and unintentionally ruined the prank. Although the prank was failed, you to are still there laughing your cute little butts off, because you’re such goofs, and literally ANYTHING can make you laugh- failure or success. Moving right along, I thought of this and it made my heart sing. Because you two are so goofy and happy together, your goofiness can rub people the wrong way and they’ll have a negative connotation of you and MJ. And don't you ever worry for a second about people judging you bc boyfriend super hero MJ is gonna come in and shut those haters down and make your heart go uwu. He let’s people know you can be in love and be goofy together. Love is in the eye of the beholder, right? So it’s no one’s business to judge, and MJ will let people know that, and it’s so sweet. A cute little inside joke I can see you and MJ having is height, idk why, but I think it’s sweet. I also can see MJ liking to draw little caricatures of you when you’re not looking- he just likes to doodle. Date nights are always a last minute thing. You both like the surprise of last minute date nights and date nights are always determined by how you feel. PDA and skinship is everything to you and MJ. I seriously believe that both your and MJ’s love language is touch so here we go. Imma talk about his signature moves btw. MJ would LOVE to come up to you from behind and give you back hugs. MJ would also give you a little peck on the cheek from behind. Jaw kisses are also big with you two. It’s super cute to do when you’re laying down and snuggling. Lastly, you two hold hands- a L O T.

NCT: Lucas

Okay so, I didn’t want to go with the most hyper member of the groups you have requested, ya know-diversity. However, I do think Lucas is a good fit for you. Lucas is a little shit head, so be prepared for teasing and smart ass Lucas. Of course, he’s not being a complete asshole, that is never his intentions, it’s just playful banter. If anything, Lucas likes to pick at your quirks, such as if you take too long in the bathroom or a specific way you cook your food in the microwave. I want to say this- a big part of your relationship is surrounded by food. We all know that Lucas is a big boy- so needs a lot of fuel to food is always in sight and smell. Something that I think would be super cute if you were to surprise Lucas with food. You’d cook for Lucas so much, cooking out become a second love language. Let’s put cooking on hold for a little bit and let’s talk about why Lucas would be whipped for you. Lucas would be that type of boyfriend that would bend over backwards for you and he would do anything he could to make you happy. I think it would be super cute if Lucas would call you two a team. You and Lucas would be extremely loyal to each other, as a team should be. You and Lucas would always be there for each other, and you two are there for each other when it counts. You’re the shoulder to cry on, your the sunshine on a rainy day, you two have each other and you’re not a team without each other. I also think it would be super cute if Lucas would admire your height. At first, he would think that he would prefer having a shorter girl, to like do cute short things with, but in fact, he was the complete opposite. You would fit perfectly in Lucas’ arms, but he could still look down at you so Mr. Wong is happy. Date night is always about food. This is a continuation about food in your relationship btw. The most difficult parts of your relationship is finding out where to get food for date night. You two would have so many options when it came to restaurants, let alone the next decision as to whether or not you two would order in or actually go out. Normally, you and Lucas would settle the decisions by rock, paper, scissors- which you would win by the way. Lucas would always pout bc he hates to lose lol. PDA wise, Lucas holding you in his arms is one of his favorite things ever. To be honest, whether or not you’re laying down or standing in the middle of the apartment, Lucas would enjoy having you in his arms, slightly swaying back and forth. Lastly, Lucas would love hiding his face in the crook of your neck. And he would always give you little pepper kisses there. (: 

SF9: Jaeyoon

Glow. The first thing I think of with you and Jaeyoon is glow. You two have such bright and shiny personalities, you’re always shining with big ol’ smiles on your faces. I also believe that you two would compliment each other nicely whether it be emotionally or aesthetically. Again, you’re getting another jokester, so you both joke a lot. One big joke that would surround you two would be his butt. As we know, Jaeyoon loves his butt, so you can easily make jokes and poke fun at him. You always take opportunities to be like “ damn, that ass” and smack it. But, Jae would get you back, so like, do not underestimate him. He would easily walk back by you and smack it with a grin on his face like, “damn, that payback.” Moving right along, I believe that Jaeyoon would be that type of boyfriend that would gush about his partner. Jae would be smart about talking about you, he wouldn’t want to get obsessive and annoy anyone, but he always takes the opportunity to talk about you- because he loves you so much. And like, there will be times where Jae will get this little smile on his face and he’ll become the best boyfriend of the year. Wanna know how he becomes the best boyfriend ever? He’ll keep you in his head all day. Then when he’s on his way home, he’ll stop by a little shop, get you some flowers, your favorite food/snack, and he’ll come home to you. Jaeyoon is easily one of the most thoughtful people you’ll ever meet. He’ll always have his mind on you. He’s the type of guy that sends good morning/night texts, and he loves to video call you anytime he gets caught up in work or you’re busy with something and you’re out of town. And Jaeyoon would never admit it, but he loves pillow talk. He loves laying in the dark with your hands together, your back up against his and talking about your day. Talking about your relationship. He loves it so much. You two also have that type of relationship where you two simply enjoy the company of each other. You don’t need big fancy outings or carefully planned date nights to enjoy each others company- you two have each other. This leads me into PDA. So you and Jaeyoon would have casual PDA, but it always packs a punch. The way you two kiss each other easily becomes second nature and sometimes Jae’s kisses leave butterflies in your tummy every time. Jae would also get into these little spirts where he loves having a hold of you. And when I mean having a hold of you, he’ll hold your hand out of habit, or he’ll hold your arm and rub the pad of his thumb on your forearm. 

Seventeen: Seungcheol 

Okay so, Seungcheol is a whole king and you would be his queen. I can see Coups taking one look at you the first time he’d meet you and he’d want to know more about you. He would have a great amount of interest in your energetic personality, I think that would lure him in the most. I also feel like Coups would like your sense of humor and he’d easily pick up on your quirks. Overall, I think Coups would fall for you very easy, and once he really feel comfortable with you, he’d be in love with you. One characteristic that I like to take in account with Coups would be with protective- and golly gee would he be protective over you. Coups would always tell you that you had a special aura around you- it’s nothing but good vibes and positivity. Coups would never want that light to go out, so like, he will go off on a hoe to keep you happy and defend your honor, you never have to worry about that. Coups would also lean on you for emotional support. Coups is a strong guy, we know he can handle a lot of pressure and emotions, but he’s a human, he has to let out his emotions sometimes. The strongest guys can be the most sensitive, so Coups would always come to you and you’d always offer a shoulder to lean on, or you’d provide humor when he needs it most. Also, Coups would also like be in love spending time with you. Any time that you would come and visit him at work or you’d be home alone together, Coups would have this loving look in his eyes, and he would never want to take his eyes off of you. Coups would also LOVE naps with you. He secretly loves being snuggled during naps, but he just loves naps. Okay, Coups is such a cheesy guy, so like, you’re gonna have couples outfits. They’re grown up couples outfits though, not like the cheesy cheesy neon hoodies like you’d find at the beach, but full out outfits that coordinate with each other. He also loves to post your outfits on Instagram. Then the captions to those pictures are always about you. Whether it’s something silly you’ve said or him saying I love you, they’re always about you. Coups would be the king of date night. Cooking is always a must and baking the dessert is your couples specialty. Cooking the dessert is always messy bc you two are just so clumsy, but the end result is always amazing. Lastly, PDA wise, Coups is also a king at PDA. He would hold you in anyway he can. When Coups would hold you, he’d hold you tightly, but tenderly and he’d always love to tell you how much he loves you. <3

~STA

[love-at-first-klance]

Some Hogwarts Shit

Voltron Modern Hogwarts au! Featuring the Power of Friendship, lots of Quidditch, the squad teasing the crap outta each other and being super supportive, some adventure shit, mutual pining, and lots of emotions.

A Collab With @thesirenserenity, with amazing art (click here!) by @kimchee2222

More Hogwarts shit coming soon!

Some notable headcannons:

Lance - Gryffindor because of his passionate, playful, and idealistic personality, how courageous he is when it comes to protecting people, and how he throws himself into anything he does.

Comes from an ancient line of wizards that died out. Family lived as muggles in Cuba for forever and are a bunch of squibbs currently. When he was 11 his mom took him on a trip to visit her Bisabuela at her manor in England. While cleaning up in one of the rooms, he came across a dangerous magical heirloom that reacted with his dormant magic. An awkward conversation with Bisabuela, who had been the last witch in the line, he finds out he’s a wizard. He gets his letter for Hogwarts the next day and his mom flys back to Cuba without him. Lance is thrown into a whole new world!

Lance starts the rivalry with Keith because Keith- being awkward and uncomfortable around strangers- snapped at him on the platform of the train. On top of that Keith is a natural at magic and flying and Shiro’s little brother so Lance feels like he has a lot to prove.

Lance working his ass off to catch up with all his amazingly talented friends who have known about magic all their lives, but not realizing how fast he has learned everything and how gifted he is.

Constantly has to explain Muggle things and expressions to Keith, Shiro, and Allura, who don’t spend much time in the Muggle world. Bonds with the Holt siblings and Hunk who, whilst being purebloods, have always had a fascination with technology and Muggle culture. Cue Matt and Lance watching anime together and the whole group making their own memes.

Has an adorable cat named Blue!

Best classes: Divination and Potions!

A Chaser on the Quidditch team.

Keith - Gryffindor because of his complete recklessness, stubborn and blunt nature, and unshakeable courage.

Adopted by the Shiroganes at age 8, and loves his new family! Wants to find his mother, who was a witch and supposedly died during childbirth. His muggle father didn’t believe that and continued to search for her. He ran himself ragged and into an early grave, leaving poor halfblood Keith abandoned in a muggle orphanage while experiencing his first bursts of unstable magic.

Roommates with Lance! They are the only Gryffindor boys in their year, and thus have a room alone together... The whole squad is surprised they haven’t torn each other to shreds because of their rivalry.

Keith actually feels bad about snapping at Lance when they first met but he couldn’t find a good chance (or the right words) to apologize and then Lance started their ‘rivalry’ and Keith ends up thinking Lance doesn’t like him.

Lance: “Of course we’re friends you dimwit! I’m definitely your friend.” 

Keith: *internally dying because that’s the first time someone besides Pidge has explicitly said they were friends* Oh… Cool.

The best Seeker Hogwarts has ever seen!!

Best Classes: Defense Against the Dark Arts and Transfiguration

Has an adorably shy cat named Red (Lance: “You copied my naming idea!!” Keith: “I named her before we met, idiot. How could I copy you?”) who likes to ride around on Keith’s shoulder. Red takes a while to loosen up to her cat-roommate Blue, but then they are the best of friends!

Hunk - Hufflepuff! The Puff-est of Puffs!  Extremely hard-working, genuine, and loyal to his friends! Open-minded, fair, and accepting.

Grew up in a Pureblood family who is super down to earth and loves muggle shit. They live in the same Wizarding neighborhood as the Holts and Shiroganes and  He was best friends with Pidge even before Hogwarts!

Took poor lost Lance under his wing on the train day one and the rest was history!

Will absolutely destroy you if you hurt any of his friends.

Disapproves of Lance’s “adventures” to the kitchen, but loves the house elves and they let him bake at all hours of the night.

Not in Quidditch, but loves to watch and root for his friends and a specific Hufflepuff Keeper ;)

(Shay. It’s Shay. and spoilers, they are the cutest couple ever!!!)

Hunk knows that two certain Gryffindors in their friend group are hopelessly in love with each other before they know themselves. This does not surprise him. (It does frustrate him)

Pidge - Slytherin!!! Ambitious af, driven, self-reliant (“NO HUNK I CAN REACH THE BOOK MYSELF”), ruthless, adaptable, and uses their intelligence to achieve their goals.

Family of purebloods who lives in the same neighborhood as Hunk and Shiroganes. BFFs with Hunk for their mutual obsession with muggle shit, and BFFs with Keith because Shiro brought him along whenever he hung out with Matt so they became friends out of a common interest of pulling pranks on their brothers.

A year younger than the Lance-Hunk-Keith crew, but dove right into their friend group (literally. They have a tendency to jump on top of people).

Rides around on everyone’s back, especially Keith (“Awww, Keith. Don’t be jealous, you know you’re my favorite noble steed.” “I am not a noble steed, fuck you.” “Oh, you’re right, you would be the assassin’s steed!”)

Comes out as Non-Binary their fourth year. The whole squad is super supportive, but some of the traditionalists in Slytherin get a little rude about it until a certain someone steps in (hmmmm… wonder who that could be ;)

PIDGE HAS AN OWL NAMED ROVER FIGHT ME

“What’s up Gryffindorks.”

Gets Hunk a mug that says “I don’t give a Hufflefuck” and Hunk is so torn because of the swear, but loves that his BFF got him a mug.

Shiro - Seriously was a hat stall, but wanted to be in Ravenclaw with his BFF Matt (and the super pretty, intimidating daughter of the Headmaster). He fits pretty well because of his introspective nature and wise, analytical, and steady mind.

From a Pureblood family that adopted Keith.

Best friends with Matt since FOREVER

An amazing wizard and hard worker in all his classes. Many say that he is one of the best wizards on campus.

Him, Matt, and Allura are all a year older than Hunk, Lance, and Keith.

Fantastic Quidditch player, because he and Matt have been playing together since they got their first brooms at the young age of six. Both are Chasers, a terrifying team, and part of the reason why the Ravenclaw team has been dominating at Quidditch recently.

Is everyone’s big brother and chides them to take care of themselves. And yells at Pidge for their language.

Has a frog named Slav who is ALWAYS croaking and annoys the shit outta him. Most common threat “I will turn you into a tea cozy” any time the frog croaks at an inopportune time (which is very often)

Allura - Ravenclaw AF for her no nonsense diplomatic mind and creative soul. She is so smart and aces all her classes, but gets distracted from her homework because she is so naturally curious and inquisitive. She is independent, talented beyond her years, and loves to learn.

Alfor is the Headmaster of Hogwarts, and so she knows ALL the secrets of the castle!

Sometimes spends a few weeks of the summer with her Uncle Coran, who is the Charms Professor and head of the Ravenclaw House, but has an apartment in Diagon Alley.

A Beater and the other reason why the Ravenclaw team has been dominating at Quidditch. She becomes the Quidditch captain in her fifth year, but was really running the team since she joined her third year.

Still has all the mice ALL THE MICE (“No, they are not rats”)

Matt - Ravenclaw for his brilliant mind and indefatigable wit. He often plays devil’s advocate in discussions because he is a cynic. Quotes shakespeare and memes simultaneously.

Roomates and bffs with Shiro!

Ships Shiro and Allura so hard, and wins a very specific bet as to how they will finally get together (FINALLY).

110% Started the “Space Dad” nickname for Shiro with the help of Lance.

Is Pidge’s biggest supporter and will destroy anyone who hurts them, which is very out of character from his normally chill demeanor (“In this house we love and respect Pidge.”)

Coran- Charms professor and head of Ravenclaw house. Everyone’s favorite teacher but no one can really say why. (“He just… I dunno… He’s fun?”)

Will invite you to his office for cookies and tea and you will like it

You will also tell him everything that’s bothering you and he will give you the one bit of advice you needed to hear and then you will leave feeling a lot better

You will then realize he didn’t ask you a single question about why you were upset you just kind of… blabbed at him.

Sure he’s the charms professor but he knows tons of things about tons of subjects. You could ask him about any type of magic and and could tell you about it. (Or at least tell you where to look to learn more)

Very interested in Muggle things but very bad at understanding them.

Took charge of Lance during his first year at Hogwarts and now it’s not uncommon for Lance to just spend his downtime hanging out in Coran’s office talking.

“I don’t have a favorite student. That would be very unprofessional.”

He does

It’s Lance

Much to Allura’s frustration (“Allura, you can’t be my favorite, that would be nepotism.”)

Lotor

Has been punched in the face

It was Keith

Keith: “10/10 would punch in the face again.”

Lance: “Do not!”

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Fight for Me (Ch.6)

↳Story Header © @softjeon (do not steal this header!)

➵ Pairing: Kim Seokjin x Female OC (feat. Kwon Ji Yong)

➵ Genre(s): Historic!AU, Medieval!AU ,Royalty!AU, Knight!AU, Romance, SMUT, Humor, & Angst

➵ SMUT Warning(s): Just some good old fashion sex (position wise: cowgirl)

➵ Words: 5.4K

➵ Summary: Once upon a time, there was a not-so-traditional kingdom. In that kingdom, the royal family had the freedom of marrying whoever his or her royal highness deems worthy. Now, of course, having that special privilege came with some interesting challenges, but that doesn’t stop a certain head-strong princess from doing whatever her heart’s desire, especially when she has her heart set on marrying her personal bodyguard. Unfortunately, her beliefs might face some hardships when a certain king sets his eye on her. Will her bodyguard continue to fight for her or is it finally her turn?

※ Previously: ch.1 | ch.2 | ch.3 | ch.4 | ch.5

※ Next Time: final chapter

Chapter 6: This is War

Previously

           “It occurred to me that we need to explain to your nurse about your sheets.” Seokjin mumbled as he draped his arm over Sumin’s bare waist.

Sumin gave him look, though he couldn’t see it.

           “What do you ‘we need to explain’? I am more than likely going to explain it to her myself while you magically disappear.” She stated as Seokjin leaned down to lightly bite her nose.

           “How about this…you explain to the nurse and I will ask your parents for an audience to discuss wedding plans.” He suggested; his fingers lightly caressed her skin.

Sumin closed her eyes as they had grown too heavy to keep open and simply hummed in response.

           “I love you, my one and only princess. The keeper of my heart. My everything.” He whispered sweetly before drifting off towards dreamland, where his mind could finally rest and think about nothing else, but a married life with Sumin.

Except… there was something wrong with that plan…

Who said that it would be his married life with Sumin?

Waves crashed against the cliffs. Seagulls flew high in the air as the breeze assisted them along the way. Nothing but the sounds of nature entered the castle grounds.

Why was this once beloved kingdom so quiet? What happened to the lively chatter that went on between every villager?

Pending war. That’s what happened.

The once neutral king now became ready for battle as the lives of his people were on the line. The kind mask he wore on his face now was a face of anger and stress.

Princess Sumin worried for him as did his wife. Their enemies must’ve known about his depleting health, and that was why there were attacking.

After a year of silence and being left alone, what triggered them? What angered these prideful kings to the point of rejecting every offer for peace?

Unfortunately, the answers that formulated in the royal family’s minds were all wrong. It wasn’t a matter of what, but who.

To be more precise, it was all because of King Ji Yong—and Sumin and her family had no idea.

Except…

Maybe for Kim Seokjin.

Something about that deceitful king never sat right with him—especially since Ji Yong had his eyes on Princess Sumin. His princess.

Sumin.

Everyone’s prized jewel.

Too bad for Ji Yong that she fell in love with Seokjin. Now, they were engaged to be married. Sumin proudly wore his ring around her neck on a rose gold chain as they both agreed that they should keep it hidden until after the war.

Something about this war screamed planned—intentional.

After news about Sumin’s betrothal to her knight spread to the other kingdoms, an extreme amount of tension filled the air. Even a tiny glare could easily start a bloody war.

Right now, Seokjin stood by Sumin’s father side and continued to discuss plans for the upcoming battle.

While with Sumin, she continued to receive letters from Ji Yong, and there were always accompanied with a single red rose.

Her eyes scanned the parchment tainted with ink as rolled her eyes for the nth time that afternoon. She felt the urge to vomit as Ji Yong’s “friendly” words always seemed to cross unspeakable boundaries.

           “Nurse!” She cried out, crumpling up the paper.

Seconds later, her nurse arrived a bit out of breath. The elderly woman bowed her head in respect, much to Sumin’s dismay. She had always told the poor woman that there was no need for formalities since she was like her second mother. While her mother ran the kingdom alongside her father, the nurse cared and loved for Sumin as if she was her own.

           “Yes, princess?” The nurse answered, ignoring Sumin’s pointless protests.

           “First, can you please stop bowing your head to me. It is quite odd. Second, please burn this note,” She handed over the note to the nurse, “It is from Ji Yong yet again.” She said, rubbing the sides of her forehead.

The nurse felt nothing but pity towards her princess. Ever since that awful king returned to his kingdom, he had yet to cease with his advances. In fact, they became frequent once the news of Sumin’s engagement reached him.

           “Does Seokjin know about these letters?” asked the Nurse as she folded up the letter and tucked it away in the pocket of her skirt.

Sumin’s breath hitched. Her heart stopped for a split second. A nervous expression appeared on her face as she tried to figure out how to politely tell her dear friend the truth.

However, the nurse took her lack of speech as a no. Then, she gave the young princess a look.

           “Why have you not told your knight about these letters? I am almost certain that if he did indeed know about these appalling words from King Ji Yong, Seokjin would put in an immediate stop to them.” The nurse said, reasoning with the secretly scared princess.

Sumin sighed deeply, “Because, I have heard talks of him acting as a general for our army. Fighting in my father’s place,” She paused; a look of utter concern glazed over her eyes, “I do not want to trouble him with such tiny problems.” She finished.

           “Oh, hush child. He is to be your future-husband. It is his job to know and take care of your problems as it is your job to take care of his as well.” The nurse retorted, waving off her excuses.

Sumin gawked. Throughout her years of living, never once has she heard her dear nurse use such a tone. Sumin honestly thought that her nurse was capable of such a thing. Most of the time, the nurse’s tone was always lighthearted and quite playful. Sometimes, she would use a stern tone, but only to discipline the princess when she was a child. Now? This was an entirely different tone—and that impressed Sumin just a tiny bit.

As Sumin opened her mouth to give compliments to her second mother, a light knock echoed throughout her chambers.

A look of confusion washed over face as both Sumin and the nursed eyed each other, wondering what or who could that be.

Sumin knew that it could not have been her knight since he had sent a message telling her that he would be with her father all day.

Not wasting another moment, Sumin instructed the nurse to answer the door and waited patiently for the so-called intruder to enter her line of sight.

Suddenly, a short gasp escaped her lips followed by a squeal of delight. She bundled up her skirt and ran full-force into the person’s arms.

A bright smile painted her lips as she breathed in the person’s musky scent.

           “You know…if I had known that this would be the sort of welcome I would be privileged to, then I would have left your father’s side a long time ago.” Teased a familiar voice.

Sumin glanced up; love and happiness sparkled in her eyes. She had longed for his presence ever since there had been hints of war that lingered in the air.

           “Oh, hush. You know you missed me as much as I had missed you, Seokjin.” Sumin teased back, smirking playfully.

Seokjin nodded as he could not argue with his smart princess.

           “I believe that I had missed a tad bit more than you, but I will allow you to believe that we have longed for each other equally.” He said jokingly.

Sumin released him from her hold and took a step back. A tiny pout replaced the bright smile that graced her lips.

           “You are unbelievable Sir Seokjin,” She crossed her arms over her chest, “I believe I have tolerated your presence long enough. Now, leave my sight.” She demanded coldly, fighting the urge to smile.

Seokjin raised his brow, deciding if he wanted to call her bluff or do as he was told. After quickly debating, he chose the latter. He always loved to hear Sumin beg for him. Just thinking about all the times, she had begged for him, sent a sudden wave of euphoria crashing down on his body. Why? It was always during their lovemaking sessions. She had begged for him to go faster, rougher. She even desired to scream his name while he sent wave after wave of pleasure throughout her body.

God, remembering how loud her moans had gotten while he was practically pounding her pretty little pussy caused his dick to harden.

Out of all the times to become aroused, he had to pick a time where Sumin didn’t seem like in the mood.

The joys of being an adult male and in love with the prettiest woman on Earth.

The Holy Father had to hate him for not only having sex before their wedding but also having these recurring naughty thoughts while a war was about to happen.

Sumin, on the other hand, noticed the odd expression that appeared on her fiancé’s face. A familiar emotion glazed over his eyes while his lips parted a tiny bit. His breathing grew rapid, and his heart pounded against his chest.

Sumin felt the urge to take a step back as she suddenly felt vulnerable. She glanced at her nurse and subtly dismissed her as she did not want an audience for what was bound to happen next.

The nurse fought the urge to laugh as she shook her head and swiftly left the princess’s chambers.

           “Those children, I swear…Sumin is bound to be with child if she and Seokjin do not lessen their lovemaking.” She thought with an amusing smile.

Now alone in her chambers, Seokjin immediately captured her lips; his hands tenderly cupped her cheeks. His lips pressed firmly against hers as he slowly guided her to the bed and then gently laid her down, careful not to accidentally squish his lover.

Their eyes bore into each other’s; an intense amount of love that was unspoken between them. Whenever the childhood lovers were together, they rarely confessed their love because it was never needed. Their hearts and minds knew how the other felt, so— it was rarely said.

An aspect of their bond that both Sumin and Seokjin loved and cherished.

           “You know…I will never tire of seeing this sight,” He pressed a light kiss on her nose, “You underneath me,” His hands trailed down the sides of her body, “Your addicting lips slightly parted as my hardened member penetrates your womanhood.” He finished, whispering seductively into her ear.

The warmth in his breath, and his provocative words resulted in a soft moan to leave her lips.

Just his mere words were enough to arouse Sumin. He had no need to touch her, and that made Seokjin to swell up with pride. He just loved having this unexplainable control over his princess and vice versa. Sumin had Seokjin like putty in her hands, and he was perfectly fine with that since it sometimes resulted in some new and exciting adventures.

Speaking of which…

A tiny smirk slowly graced her face as a rather interesting idea popped into her mind. She lightly pushed against Seokjin’s chest, signaling that she wanted to sit up. Seokjin stared at her with nothing but confusion etched on his face as created enough space between them. Though, he already missed the closeness between them.

           “Are you no longer in the mood, sweetheart?” asked Seokjin.

Sumin laughed softly, “Oh, there is no doubt in my mind that I want the two of us to engage in passionate lovemaking, but…” She trailed on, trying to figure out how to word what was on her mind.

Seokjin urged her to continue, finding the unexpected anticipation to be nerve wrecking.

           “But…I am quite tired of being underneath you, my love,” She boldly pushed him down; his back now against her mattress, “I believe that it is your turn to submit to me.” She whispered seductively as her hands reached behind her and untied the strings to her dress.

Seokjin watched eagerly as her breasts became slightly exposed due to her corset loosening up. His lips slightly ajar as he desperately wanted to attack the soft tissues of her skin with his lips. He desired to mark up her pretty neck as her hands clutched his hair, tugging it softly as she wanted more skin-on-skin contact.

Unfortunately, Sumin positioned herself in a way that restrained his body enough so that he could not sit up. She wanted him to simply relax and let her do all the work. An action that was considered a rarity in a princess, so Seokjin was in for a real treat.

His lip slowly swept the bottom of his lip as Seokjin clenched and unclenched his fists. The restraints were killing him, and he wasn’t even tied up. Seokjin blamed her archery teacher for building her upper body strength, and her horseback riding teacher for allowing to build up her leg muscles.

As if she wasn’t strong already…Seokjin had traumatic flashbacks to when their mere children, and she always pinned him down onto the ground.

Damn woman…

With her torso completely exposed, Sumin brushed her fingers through her luscious locks. Her semi-wavy hair cascaded down her face as she stared intensely at Seokjin. She lightly caressed her body, sending tiny jolts of electricity throughout her. Her erect nipples ached to be touched by her lover’s hands and mouth.

           “S-Sumin…please free my arms.” Sumin heard Seokjin beg; the need to touch her delicate body became unbearable.

Sumin peeked down; a playful yet enticing smirk decorated her face. She raised her brow before tapping her chin as she thought about his request.

           “And why would I do that my beloved knight?” asked Sumin, maintaining the sexy smirk.

A deep groan developed in the back of his throat. Sumin was really pushing his buttons, and it wasn’t even nighttime yet.

           “Because, I know how much you love…how much you crave my touch, so please do us both a favor and free me.” Seokjin calmly answered, stating the obvious.

Sumin hummed in response. Seokjin always tend to make incredibly good points, however, she had to remain strong and in control.

           “That may be true, however, I want you to know what it is like to be in my position,” Her hands untucked the cotton shirt from his pants, “I want you to feel the burning sensation that you managed to always leave on my body,” She gently caressed his torso, feeling the his six-pack in the process, “I simply want you to enjoy what I have to give you my dear knight.” She finished softly before nipping his earlobe and pulling away.

Seokjin couldn’t help but growl lowly as this was pure torture. If she wanted to know what she felt like, she could’ve just told him. He started to become a horrible influence on his not-so-innocent princess.

As he opened his mouth to argue—even beg to at least let him rest his hands on her bare waist—Sumin unbuttoned his pants and trailed her fingers down his holy v-line.

Seokjin sighed deeply as he felt her fingers wrap around his hardened length. The warmth from her hands created this remarkable sensation that he couldn’t help but buckle his hips, thrusting himself into her hands.

Her hand began to rub up and down, pumping his dick, as her free hand disappeared underneath her skirt and played with her clit.

Her thumb and index finger matched the pace of her other hand, leaving both her and Seokjin a moaning mess.

Their moans gradually grew louder and louder as the urge to climax increased.

Sumin leaned backwards a little, allowing enough room for her to fully release Seokjin’s dick from his pants. She then repositioned herself, letting just the tip to touch her soaking wet core.

Feeling how insanely wet she was made Seokjin want to flip their positions and take her at once. He wanted to pound her cute little cunt until her moans practically became screams as he pinned her hands above her head. Her beautiful breasts pushed against his naked torso as he rested his forehead against, filling her ears with profanities and grunts.

However, he decided to indulge his princess and let her be in complete and utter control.

           “This is new angle for you, my darling. Take it nice and slow. Understand?” Seokjin kindly advised, encouraging his future-wife as he sensed a bit of nervousness from her.

Hearing his words of encouragement filled her heart with joy and sent a jolt of confidence through her veins. Sumin took this newly found confidence and allowed it to fuel her.

She slowly lowered herself onto him; tiny gasps escaped her plump lips as she did.

Seokjin tried to control his breathing, however, it was proven quite difficult as he felt both the warmth and wetness that came from Sumin. He was amazed with how tight she managed to feel. Yet, they had shared plenty of intimate moments.

The wonderful world of a woman’s body…

A concept that Seokjin would simply enjoy and stop questioning.

He watched with anticipation as he patiently waited for Sumin to adjust to the new angle and his size. He gently caressed her soft skin, muttering soothing and loving words.

Suddenly, he felt Sumin’s hand firmly placed on his chest, anchoring herself against him. Then, she lightly rocked herself; her hips lifted up just a bit before lowering down. She repeated the action, gradually picking her pace as she arched her back and allowed the pleasurable sensation to take control.

The lust clouded both their minds. The love filled their hearts.

Both moans and grunts echoed throughout her chambers as Sumin’s rocking slowly became sloppy.

Her inner walls constricted around Seokjin; an action that signified that Sumin was close to releasing.

           “Shit…Sumin…” Seokjin grunted out, losing his train of thought.

Luckily for him, Sumin knew him well. She knew that he wanted them to climax together. He wanted her sweet juices mixing with his.

She uttered a quick, “I know.”, before quickening her pace and rubbing her clit vigorously, intensifying the wave of pleasure that she experienced.

           “S-Seokjin…I am g-going to…” Sumin whimpered, feeling Seokjin’s fingers dig into her skin.

Seokjin grunted in response as he thrusted upwards, meeting her halfway.

           “I know, my princess...I am almost there too…” He mustered out; he too felt the urge to climax draw near.

With a few sloppier rocking hip motions and thrusts, the princess and her knight saw a blanket of white.

Sumin collapsed on top of Seokjin; her sweaty forehead rested against his sweaty shoulder.

Seokjin softly rubbed her back as he caught his breath and calmed his racing heart.

A few airy chuckles left his lips as Seokjin wrapped his muddled mind around the fact that he found a new found favorite position.

He should allow Sumin to be on top more often. He had full view of Sumin’s breasts, and her face contorted in pleasure.

What a memorable sight…

Seokjin would remember it for the rest of his life.

After gathering enough strength, Sumin rolled off Seokjin and laid beside him, resting her head on his chest.

Seokjin wrapped his arm around her, pulling her even closer even though it was not remotely even possible. They were as close as can be.

           “I cannot believe that we had spent most of the afternoon doing this…” He stated, chuckling.

Sumin giggled softly, “I know my sweet knight. I believe that we have made a new record.”

           “I think we came quite close to be quite frank.” Seokjin said, smiling warmly at her.

As Sumin opened her mouth to speak, the lovers heard a light knock on the door.

Sumin’s eyes bulged as she quickly pulled the covers over her chest while Seokjin snickered at her frantic behavior.

           “Oh, my goodness. Sumin, I am almost positive that the castle workers know about our intimacy, so there is honestly no reason to hide it.” He pointed out, earning him a smack and glare from Sumin.

She then shouted a quick, “enter”, before grabbing Seokjin’s hands to prevent him fondling her under the sheets.

Moments later, an out of breath castle servant came running in. The couple eyed the servant with curiosity. Why was he so tired? Did he honestly run all the way to her chambers?

           “Sir Seokjin. Your highness. Your parents would like to request your presence for supper this evening.” Announced the royal messenger as he bowed his head in respect; though, he had been careful to not lock gazes with them.

Sumin smiled politely and acknowledged the message. She then instructed the messenger to tell her parents that she and Seokjin should be down shortly.

           “Yes, milady. Excuse me.” The royal messenger bowed once more before quickly excusing himself from their sight.

Once they heard the door shut, tiny snickers filled the room as the royal couple could not help but feel pity towards the poor man.

           “Let us not keep your mother and father waiting much longer, princess.” Seokjin suggested, pushing off the covers and leaving the bed. He then bent down and picked up his discarded shirt.

Sumin eyed his ass; an alluring smile painted on her lips. Her hormones were slowly worked up again, and Seokjin knew his princess all too well.

           “Stop eyeing me like how our horses eye their carrots and get changed, Sumin.” Seokjin instructed, securing his belt around his pants. He wanted to look presentable since he was meeting his future-in-laws.

Sumin pouted as she shuffled out of bed.

           “Wow…I cannot believe you called me by my actual name. You normally call me a pet name.” She said, walking over to her wardrobe and scanning her many dresses.

Seokjin rolled his eyes, “I do, but we need to hurry. I would fancy not having yet another talk of when you are going to be with child.”

Hearing his statement caused Sumin to giggle softly as she picked out a dusty rose-colored dress and revealed her chose to Seokjin.

           “What do you think, my beloved?” asked Sumin, wanting her fiancé’s opinion.

Seokjin turned around and eyed her dress of choice. His eyes scanned the incredible floral detail in the lace that covered the satin dust rose skirt. The sleeves looked like they would go past her elbows, and the straps would rest perfectly on her shoulders. That tiny exposure was enough to rile him up yet still maintained that sense of modesty. His fiancée had wonderful taste in dresses. Now, if only she’d fancy wearing them a lot more, then he would die a happy man.

           “It is quite beautiful, my princess.” He confessed, smiling warmly.

Sumin grinned brightly before disappearing to change into her dinner attire. Seconds later, she resurfaced struggling to tie her dress. Sheesh, she could tie her sash, but she could not tie the strings that kept her corset nice and tight. The last thing she needed was to reveal all the love marks that were finally fading.

Seokjin noticed her struggles and cocked up his brow; an amused smirk graced his face.

He calmly walked over to Sumin and offered his services.

           “No, I can do it!” She refused, still struggling.

Seokjin gave her look and asked if she was sure.

           “Oh! Just help me, please!” Sumin practically begged, growing annoyed with the fact that she needed help.

           “Why is that you dislike asking me for help yet allow your lovely nurse to assist you with no problem?” asked Seokjin as he quickly laced her corset and tightened the strings.

Sumin huffed, “That is because that I have no choice but to allow her to assist me. You know how stubborn that nanny can be.”

           “Whatever you say, sweetheart. You just do not like the idea of me helping you.” Seokjin argued before placing a sweet kiss on her temple.

Sumin ignored his comments and asked him if they could go down for supper, walking towards the door and leaving behind Seokjin.

Seokjin watched her retreating body create more space between them. Without a second thought, he rushed after. He shouted at her, demanding her to slow down and wait for him, but Sumin ignored him.

Here was her infamous “play hard to get” mood…

One would think that Seokjin would have been used to this since she had always been like that ever since they were children. However, it annoyed him back then, and it annoyed him now.

One of the many moments where he questioned why he fell in love with this entertaining woman. At least one thing was for certain, he would never grow bored of the same old thing.

With the dining hall in sight, Sumin peered over her shoulder and playfully winked at her frustrated knight. She quickly mouthed, “I love you.”, to him before making her presence known to her parents.

She happily kissed her parents’ cheeks and asked them how they were doing this fine evening as she took her usual seat—right across from her mother and next to her father, on his right side.

           “It is always a delight to see your smiling face, my treasured jewel.” Sumin heard her father say. Hints of tiredness laced his voice.

Sumin remained smiling, wanting to the strength that both her parents desperately needed during a time like this.

           “Well, you, mother, and Seokjin are my reasons for smiling, so I am always quite happy.” Sumin stated as she picked up her fork.

Sumin’s father nodded slowly; his eyes drooped a little bit.

Sumin’s mother took noticed and nudged him slightly. Her heart ached for her ailing husband.

           “Tell me daughter, how are yours and Seokjin’s wedding preparation coming along? Do let me or your father know if there is anything that you need.” Sumin’s mother inquired, fighting the urge to excuse both her and her husband from the dinner table to rest in their chambers.

Sumin finished chewing the luxurious cut of meat and quickly patted her mouth with the napkin.

           “Um…well…the wedding preparations are currently on hold.” She shyly admitted, glancing at Seokjin, who was equally as nervous.

Both her mother and father eyed with both confusion and curiosity. They had thought that their daughter and her fiancé were close to being done. Now, they were hearing that their wedding plans had been put on hold. Was it because of the war?

Sumin’s father gestured for Seokjin to come to the table which Seokjin obeyed. He left his post and walked up to the royal family.

           “Yes, your majesty.” He greeted, bowing his head in respect.

           “May I ask why you and my daughter postponing the wedding?” The king asked as he lifted his water goblet.

Seokjin noted how shaky the king’s hand was when he lifted the goblet. Poor Sumin. Her heart would be devastated once her father passes away.

           “Sumin and I discussed both the advantages and disadvantages of having our wedding while there is talk of war, and we have concluded that it would be wise to wait until this over.” Seokjin answered, averting his gaze away from the king’s.

The king rubbed his chin and directed his attention towards his daughter.

           “Is this true, Sumin?” asked the King, letting out a tiny painful groan.

Sumin eyed her father with worried eyes; her heart honestly broke to see her father in such excruciating pain. She wanted nothing more to find a cure for whatever that hurt her father.

Before she could get carried away with her thoughts, her father called out to her, wondering why his daughter is unusually silent.

           “My deepest apologies, father. I am simply worried about you and failing health is all.” She said, smiling sadly.

Her father fought the tears that slowly pooled in his eyes. He never once liked looking frail in front of his family but lately, his body was not getting the message. He saw bits and pieces of his life flashing before his eyes. It was if the Holy father was telling him that his time was ending.

He slowly reached over and gently grasped his daughter’s hand. He smiled warmly at her as he rested her hand on his cheek, feeling the warmth radiate from it.

           “Please do not worry about your old man, my darling daughter. I will continue to fight whatever it is that riddles my body, and I want you to smile more and worry less about your mother and I,” He then held his wife’s hand, “We may be old, but we still have some fight left in us.” He stated firmly with a determined smirk.

Sumin simply nodded, not being able to find the next set of words.

Sumin’s father patted her on the bed and then excused himself from the table. It was time for him and his wife to get plenty of rest. They had a long day ahead of them tomorrow.

Sumin said goodnight to her parents and waited for them to leave the room before asking Seokjin if he wanted to take a walk with her. She desperately needed fresh air to clear her mind and erase the horrible sight that she was forced to witness.

Small tears trickled down her face as short sniffles filled the dining hall, alerting the castle staff.

They grew unsure on what they should do next. Should they alert her parents? Should they fetch her nanny? They hated seeing their beloved princess cry.

Luckily, they didn’t have to witness it much longer. Seokjin gently helped her up and wiped the tears away before it dropped to the floor.

           “It will be alright, darling,” Seokjin pecked her forehead, “The king and queen will be fine. They just need a good night’s rest is all.” He said softly, soothing her worries away.

Sumin sniffled, trying her hardest to stop the tears but ultimately failing. She then pressed her face to Seokjin’s chest, soaking his cotton shirt. Her sobs became uncontrollable. No words left her lips. Just choked out cries.

Seokjin rested his cheek on top of her head and gently rubbed her back.

           “Come, my love. Let us take a walk in the garden. I know there is something else bothering you.” He suggested, slowly escorting the two of them out of the castle walls.

The cool breeze greeted the lovers first followed by the soothing smell of the salty waves. The crescent moon barely peeped through the trees as it tried its hardest to illuminate the garden. Luckily, the glorious moon had the help from many stars that twinkled high in the sky.

Seeing the moon and starts, even maybe a few planets that decided to grace the world, always brought a sense of tranquility within Sumin. She closed her eyes and drank in the calming atmosphere that appeared before them.

Silence filled the space between them, however, it was a comfortable silence. Seokjin knew what Sumin was about to say and vice versa.

           “Are you worried about me fighting in this war?” asked Seokjin, lacing his fingers with hers.

Sumin squeezed his hand and replied, “I am not worried. I am afraid.”

           “Why are you afraid, sweetheart?” Seokjin questioned.

           “I am afraid that you will not come back to me. I cannot bear the thought of losing both you and my father. You two are the most important men in my life. How can I go on living on this Earth where the two of you are not here?” Sumin confessed her innermost concerns. Her heart pounded against the chest. The oxygen slowly left her lungs as she felt this weird and tight feeling in the pit of her stomach.

Seokjin heard Sumin’s sporadic breathing and pulled her into a loving embrace. He rested his chin on top of her head and uttered words of love and comfort.

           “I do not want to marry that horrid King Ji Yong. I will not!” Sumin declared, alerting Seokjin.

Upon hearing his name, Seokjin’s body immediately tensed, and a sudden wave of fury engulfed his body. That evil king would not leave his princess alone, and Seokjin had grown tired of him.

           “Sumin, what are you talking about?” Seokjin inquired, glancing down at her.

Sumin remained silent, unsure if she should finally tell him the truth.

After quickly debating, Sumin opened her mouth and said,

           “It is King Ji Yong… he…”

A/N: Oh my goodness! We are nearing the end of my favorite story that I had ever written to date. I honestly feel like that the love I bear for Seokjin shows in my mind, and I wouldn’t have it any other way! He deserves nothing but the best! Anyway, I hope you up like this update and~ as of today (7.16.2018 // I already wrote this and then scheduled it to be published lol), I’m thinking that the first chapter of the sequel should be up sometime in August! So...prepare yourself!

Don’t forget to leave a like/reblog/comment/send in an ask on your thoughts! I love hearing them! :)

- Kim

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More than words - Chapter 12

Chapter 11  |  Surrender  |  Chapter 13  |   masterpost

Hoseok x Reader

Angst. Fluff. ! WARNINGS ! adult language, mentions of sex and alcohol abuse, trust issues, abandonment issus, cheating, panic attacks, terminal illness. Read on AO3

The slow humming of a vibration made you furrow your brows. You waited for it to stop, but it continued to annoy you so you reached your hand blindly to your side, trying to catch it.

You stopped. You weren't in your bed.

You opened your eyes to see a dim light coming from outside the window. You were in Hoseok’s apartment; the living room, apparently. You finally grabbed your phone and checked the time on the screen. 19:27. So it wasn't the morning... How long had you been sleeping?

“How are you feeling, sweetheart?”

You raised your head.

“Hey…” you smiled at the sight of Hoseok, who was coming from the kitchen the moment he heard your phone buzzing.

“It was vibrating a few moments ago, but I didn't want to step out of line and pick it up…”

“No, it's okay. It's probably my friend; I’ll call her later to let her know I'm fine”.

He smiled at you and you returned it; but you couldn't help the worry that crept inside of you at the same time.

What have you done?

“I'm sorry I tucked you on the couch and not the bed” he continued, sitting on the spot next to your head, on the floor, “but I wanted to keep you close you so I could check on you while I made dinner”. Only then you acknowledged the sweet smell of homemade food that had been lulling in the environment for a while. You grinned.

“It's okay. Thank you.”

He checked in your eyes, noticing your temper. He was thankful he could still recognize your emotions by heart. He knew you were regretful. And worried. He sighed. It was going to be a hard battle. But for the moment, he tried to light up the mood.

“You know, your idea of not causing a scene in public is funny” he said annoyingly, with a glint of a smile evident in his eyes. “You won't make out with me but you allow yourself to faint dramatically, yeah that's what I call being discrete.”

“Oh my god, I'm so sorry” you chuckled, covering your face with the duvet in embarrassment. He laughed. “I was just joking, don't worry about it”. He saw you trying to sit so he stood up slightly to help you. When he confirmed you were steady, he asked you: “So… does this happen often?” You chuckled with amusement at his attempt to sound casual.

“No, don't worry. I was just… overwhelmed, I guess? Or maybe tired. It only happened one time before, I think it was… the third time I got the treatment? But the doctor told me it could happen. It's normal, I suppose.”

“Good to know�� he smiled, trying not to look too relieved. A new world was opening in front of him; he would be lying if he said he wasn't scared. But he was willing to learn. To endure it. For you.

“So!” He clapped his hands enthusiastically. “Are you ready to get your life changed? I made something delicious tonight…”

“I'm not sure if I should stay, Hobi…” you cut him, with a small voice, trying with all your might not to sound too harsh. You led him in again; you had to be extremely careful to not to hurt his feelings anymore. At least you owed him that.

His shoulders dumped a bit in defeat. Yeah, he was expecting a fight, but he hadn't thought you would give up that soon. He pushed a bit anyways, faking a pout for you.

“I don't mean to pressure you but… You didn't even have lunch. I'd feel better if you at least had something to eat? Please?”

Damn Jung Hoseok and his adorable puppy eyes.

Dinner went smoother than you had expected. It was a bit awkward at first, especially when you unconsciously dropped yourself right next to him on the table after finishing setting the plates, just where you used to sit before. He glared at you with round eyes but said nothing; and you were red on the cheeks and too self-conscious to change seats then. You laughed and enjoyed your company; you had a lot of things to catch up on, and although a few topics were a bit uncomfortable, it was nice to notice that your camaraderie was still present; Hoseok was a great person to talk to and above everything, he had always been your best friend.

When the clock hit a quarter past ten you decided it was time to go. He pushed his lips into a thin line but nodded.

Only when you were grabbing your coat from the couch, he decided to speak up.

“What now, y/n?”

You stopped on your tracks and sighed. You couldn't push away the talk anymore.

“Hobi... I'm sorry. I'm sorry but this is a mistake. I told you already, I can't do this.”

He saw in your eyes how scared you were. He could understand the ghosts you were fighting on your own. So despite how heavy it felt on himself, he walked past you and opened the door for you, not daring to look at you in your eyes; a whole gesture of acceptance in which you recognized zero tracks of resentment, but a huge load of disappointment.

“Thank you for everything, Hobi.” You kissed his cheek lightly on your way back. You felt sorry you couldn't truly express more how grateful you were for him.

“It's your turn to cook today, young lady! Don’t play me anymore!”

“I won't, Pam! See you in the house!” You yelled back at your coworker with a huge smile as you left your job. She had been teasing you for the last two days for the fact that you “spent you entire day being pampered by that cute guy and didn't even brought food back with you” so you couldn't help but smile at her playful tone. You owed her a lot; she was the one that took you in when you were avoiding Hoseok's unexpected visits on your house, and even now that that situation was apparently settled, she even asked you to stay a bit more; partly because, as a single mother, she and her little girl enjoyed deeply your company, and partly because she knew (or at least, she sensed; mothers are wise) how lonely you felt being in your apartment on your own.

You were in the middle of putting your ear buds in when you saw him. Hoseok.

“Are you going to keep showing up out of nowhere?” you asked laughing. You tried, but you really couldn't stop the emotions that emerged in your stomach when you saw him waiting for you. Although you hated yourself for it, he made you happy. It was as simple as that.

“If you're going to greet me with that smile everytime well yeah, I will” He grinned back at you and he came closer. He hesitated a bit at first, but as you didn't back out, he embraced you by your lower back, forcing you to loop up at him.

“Can I buy you a drink, milady?” He asked teasingly, getting even closer. You knew his schedule after the comeback was a bit relaxed, but it still surprised you that he had the time for this.

“Are you sure?”

“100%. We can have a nice time. Please?”

You still weren't sure, but he seemed so enthusiastic with the idea that you finally decided to stand on your toes to plant a kiss on his cheek, which made him blush. “I'd love it. Lead the way.”

His lips over yours felt like heaven on earth; you were clutching on his hair like your life depends on it, overwhelmed with arousal and longing and another emotion you didn't dare to call love; because it was too painful to even think about it now.

You shouldn't be doing this, a part of you knew that; but as the night went by and you both got drunk on alcohol and on your mutual presence, the voice screaming “this is wrong” got suffocated and relegated to the back of your mind until it was only a whisper; and it got finally buried by Hoseok's loud laughter, by his screams of joy as he told you another funny story about the boys, by his continuous flirts and compliments that made your body melt. He decided to walk you to your house and here you were, in the middle of a dark alley a block away from your place, making out like the sun may not shine tomorrow. His hands were running through your back and in your hair, your breaths uncoordinated and your tongues chasing each other in a familiar but always desired pattern.

Suddenly he stopped, panting, making you look into his eyes.

“Y/n, I don't know how to make you understand that I want to be with you.”

Your ragged breath stuttered.

“Hoseok…”

“I want us to fight this together” he concluded.

You felt tears fell on your cheeks.

“No Hobi, no, this is not okay”

“Then why-” he grabbed you hastily by your arms and yanked you away a bit, to properly face you, before he continued “why do you do this?”

“Because I'm a fucking idiot and no matter how much I try to fight it I still fucking love you!”. Only then you realized you had both elevated your voices and you had just yelled at him. You motioned to raise your hands to cover your mouth in surprise but you stopped. Suddenly you had sobered up. “I’m sorry. I won’t do this anymore.” You whispered, and you walked away but he grabbed you arm again.

“No, y/n, I'm sorry-”

“No, Hoseok, its okay” you stopped, without looking at him. “I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at myself. Please�� Don't come for me anymore. Don't make this harder than it already is. Please.”

He felt like an idiot, but he knew he wouldn't be able to make you change your mind anymore. So he let go of your hand.

But when he showed up at the door of your job the next day, his eyes red, his heart on his sleeve, his soul bare and ready to be broken one more time; you saw you couldn't do this anymore. You couldn't fight his feelings, and you definitely couldn't fight yours any longer.

So when you came running to him with tears in your eyes and kissed him deeply, whispering a soft “okay” while you gasped for air, he understood. And he smiled, and he kissed you back.