#and then the white haired guys first ally is a cute lil red haired girl that made me think of kairi a bit ???

[moeblob]

The extremely niche crossover only I want to see... Kingdom Hearts x Monark.

[ravenempress101]

Southside Poison Fangs Fogarty Ft. Sweet pea

Warnings: Choking,Penetration,being manhandled, hickies, body parts exposed,lil daddy kink,dirty talk,sexual positions,sexual advancement, taking advanange of

Words:2.8k

18 and up to read! my cupcake deserves a whole episode to himself

Standing, feet firmly planted on the ground. Y/n look up at the sky. Y/n notices the sky was filling up with the overwhelming darkness decorated with little lights. The stars were appearing and the half crescent sparkle in the distance. It was show time for her. Time to take the stage of a plan that was brilliant not to follow.

Y/n was strutting down the empty ally of the enemy lines of the southside. Y/n stealthy got to the barb wire gate. She squinted her eyes scanning to see if she could break the chains that were hindering her from her destination. Then y/n guided her hands to her long hair and dipped her fingers through her hair. Trying to find a Bobby pin.

“Dang it I forgot it” y/n huffed out a breath and stomped her right foot making a boom noise. Y/n glanced again when she did there was a little opening of the fence. Y/n smirked and her eyebrow arched up then went toward the small hole and slipped her frame through it.

Continued walking into the dark Southside.

“Finally made it” y/n said while starring at the old rusted barn that held all the potions of the night to have a drunk high the next morning. The blue light shines through the window roar for her to come inside the club. When she started strutting toward the old bar of the serpents. A Man that admired Hercules workouts with tight blue Jean pants and then a red flannel covering his beefy body but no clothing underneath only abs peeking through his clothing. He stormed up to yourself, eyes were dark as the devils blood he circled himself around you while four other guys appeared from the shadows.

“Look what we have here a northsider”

He said stopping behind yourself. Y/n could feel the attention in the air. Even the smirk that was on his face. Y/n knew this was the Southside and she loved being over here with all the mysterious dark gangs that tried to take over their territory but y/n was not a woman like that.

“Hello i know I’m on the wrong side of town but I’m no threat”

Y/n said while pivoting toward the boy that had dark brown hair and dark brown squinted eyes. The man was staring at y/n furrowing his eyebrows as to wonder what she want with the Southside. A glint in his eye and then he started to strut toward you towering over you. He placed his bottom lip in between his teeth and bit slightly. Y/n rolled her eyes at the aroused boy. Y/n knew what he wanted and it was the person standing in front of him. Which is you.

“Oooo Pom poms a river vixen and cute to”

The caramel skinned guy capturing your black mini skirt from the vixens. She wanted to blend in with the Southside but that cover was sadly blown. I guess her preppyness gave it away.he twisted in his slender index finger and he scanned your curvy built. He was slightly fantasizing about your frame in his head. What he could do to you was dangerous but it will be fun for both of you.

But y/n backed away from the serpents hold and then stood there with a wide mouth and unbelievable on her face. The serpent leader and his henchmen exchanged smirks between each other loved watching there leader tease your northside self. Y/n screamed in protest.

“Hey stop fangs don’t touch my skirt”

“Hey she knows my name guys”

Fangs captured your hand in his forcefully backing you up towards the barn door on the other side of the bar. This side was worn out, there was not a soul here only thing was there was a bunch of evergreen trees and grass. With the air whispering and just the southside serpents bullying you.

“Alright sweetheart what do you want on this side of town northsiders are not welcomed “ fangs threaten yourself wanting an answer quick.y/n hit the barnyard door and she let out a wince Y/n panicked sweat dripping from her forehead. Fangs closing the gap between you and him. He was inches away from your face scanning up your soft legs to your curvy torso and then trailing up to meet your soft orbs.

“Well definitely not you slithering”

Y/n snapped at him.. As y/n shifted her weight toward her other leg and crossing her arms over her black leather jacket covered breasts. Trying to hide her harden nipples from him. the peeps he gave your way . Her body swooned with every regard fangs give her. The way he is so bad made her body drip and ooze but she wanted to go get her alcohol so she definitely had to suck up her feelings so she can drown them in the liquid she desires.

“Well your in serpent territory like I said what do you want with the south side river trash” fangs spitting out venom placing both of his hands on both sides of you so he can make you vulnerable. He looks at yourself with his eyes resting on all of your face. The evil he portrayed was kicking your innocent. Y/n began to say

“You know what i don’t have to tell you nothing I'm just gonna be going now” y/n said has she bent down out of his little hold. Then stood up and started sprinting toward the front of the bar. She was almost there by the doors to go in but y/n heard fangs boom of his voice.

“Get her now”

Then y/n heard heavy footsteps on her way.y/n high in the air her feet couldn’t touch the ground. Y/n jolted her body trying to break from the arms of the two serpent henchmen that captured her but it was no use there hold had your fragile body and y/n didn’t want to break anything so she let them have there way.

Both men dragged yourself back to fangs position there with his arms across his chest.  

“Put me down now “

fangs rolled his eyes playing with a tree bark he found and then investigate it while spitting back

“You here the lady put her down”

They threw you on the ground. Y/n winced at the pain the dirt ground brought her and she contemplated right up at fangs with a dark expression.

Then fangs strutted toward you bending down right in front of yourself looking at your helpless body. him taking the tree limb and running it velvety on your love handles He smirked while began to say.

“A feisty one and a runner I love them like that hun”

Y/n pants from her tiredness and tries to stand up but finds herself right back on the floor with a cringe. Fangs grabbed her foot covered by black leather boots and tripped her. He loved seeing her struggle. It was like a game of cat and mouse. You were his prey.

“Okay okay hear me out, I’m not here for the bulldogs only for a hard drink of your Southside whiskey that’s it”

“She’s lying I heard her talking with her boyfriend Reggie”

One of the gang members with dark raven sloppy hair and golden eyes accused her of the little plan from the northside bulldogs for her to accomplish. Y/n stormed over toward the guy then placed her index finger on his chest pointing vigorously at him.

“First of all he’s not my boyfriend and second shut up sweet pea”

Then the guy named sweet pea pushed yourself making yourself fall back and sweet pea squinted at fangs.then yourself loop around towards fangs as he came back to you and then began to say.

“Honey rule number one of lying don’t make it so obvious”

“Serpents she’s a plant from the bulldogs and you know what we do with northside girls”

Fangs boomed as he took yourself in his. He apprehend your torso and placed yourself on his shoulder. Then started walking to the empty trailer park. while throwing the tree branch. Y/n breathing quickened as to what fangs had in store for her. She couldn’t believe Reggie wanted to know so bad what the southside did. Now she was betting on with her life. Fangs he was sexy but ruthless.

“Please I’m sorry they put me up to it I’m innocent in this I swear please no”

“Oh don’t worry your gonna be in good hands for a while now”

Fangs saying with every step he takes to the empty trailer. Y/n mentally slapped herself at the failed attempt of accomplishing this situation that the bulldogs brought.then y/n began to threaten fangs.

“You know what you snakes are just dogs to with your fake bad boy demeanor your just so fake

Fangs makes it into the empty trailer and drops you to the floor of the trailer while locking the door right behind him then he conquers your body forcefully and deposite you on the wall of the home he owned and squeezing your neck slightly and then said sternly

“Now look, I don’t like how you northsiders think you're so better than us. With your fake preppyness and always having your way”

“But you, river vixen, needs a lesson to be taught to”

Fangs hand leaves your throat as you cough a breath. He held your hands above your head. Y/n squirmed trying to force herself out his grasp. Fangs got closer to your face. You could feel his scorching breath brush against your lips.

“Mhmmm love when they struggle” fangs still having his hands in yours and taking your arms twirling you around your back is to his beefy chest. Fangs forcing your hands behind your back and you turn around away from him. Y/n panting

“Mhmmm if you weren’t sexy I would’ve kicked your but already” fangs smiled at the smart remark you performed and then he started to place small kisses on your neck .fangs deepening the kisses making them linger. Then he twirled yourself back around and switch to the left side of your neck pecking. Then he stopped on your shoulder French kissing and sucking at the skin. Your skin started to break from his sucking and flare up with blue and purple wombs.

Once he was done marking yourself he licked his masterpieces and trailed down to your chest. Fangs lifted your body off the ground. Hanging your frame like a painting. While on the wall he ripped your white tank top off exposing your red lingerie. He kissed in the bridge of your breasts and then he trailed kisses on the right side of your boob. He started to lick the naval of your boob. Fangs placing his strong slender finger on the nipple squeezing it making you wince out right in front of him.

Then he placed your thick legs on the sides of his shoulder and placed gentle kisses on your clit. Your core ached for fangs. Dripping through your panties from his licking he brought to you. Y/n through her head back in euphoria taking all of the pleasure that he did on her. Y/n moaned and was moving up and down the wall at fangs being forceful making his tongue draw figure 8s of her covered core. Y/n found her painted fingers in the boys raven hair and she loved the hold fangs had on her thighs. He removed his mouth from her heat and placed velvety kisses on her inner thighs.

Y/n smirked looking at his movement.y/n wanted fangs in her so badly. She wanted his weight to crush her while he had his way with her. Fangs dropped her down to the floor. As y/n caught herself just in time. Y/n quiver from her legs shaking beneath her from his pleasure.

Fangs started to take his flannel off throwing it and the clothing landed on his worn out tv. Then he undid his pants and they pooled to the floor along with his underwear. Y/n got loss in his beefy abs.

“I love that look in your eyes”

Fangs hiked over towards her. Placing sloppy kisses on her lips. Him pushing yourself toward the bedroom. Y/n met with the bed her back plopped on the bed along while fangs climbed on top. He started kissing slipping his tongue in your mouth His tongue battling with yours. His dominance took over and him winning in the process. He placed his hands on your red lingerie pantie. Slowly bringing the underwear down your legs as you were exposed to him.

Fangs lined his pre cum soaked head at y/ns entrance. He plunged in yourself and started moving in and out. Fangs was enormous growing inside her when he went back out. Y/n groaned loudly at fangs stabbing her. Her moans danced around the room as she felt the sharp pain of his panther like thrust. Fangs changing direction and curving inside her. He stayed inside her and repeatedly did short strokes. Y/n felt her walls tickle with his movement. Y/ns core clenched around him.

Fangs felt her warmth and started to move slowly in and out. Fangs moaned from the pressure you placed on his head. Then fangs took himself out of you. Y/n whines from the miss feeling of him. But he started to turn yourself around and then fangs lined up at your entrance from the back of yourself and then entered with one swift motion. Him stabbing at yourself. Fangs was on top of your back drilling into yourself. Y/n melted against him as he towered over yourself. Y/n leaned her head back moaning.

fangs whispered in your ear

“i love that i’m making you mine darling”  Then her mouth fell agape. Y/n getting loose in his lust. Her eyes rolling to the back of her head as her orbs shut right behind them. Y/n loved the feeling fangs brought her.

Then he turned yourself right back around while he was still in yourself. Fangs changing his direction and teasing the cervix. Y/n could feel him throb in her as he began to interject inside. Y/n grabbed fangs back for resistance. Y/n getting lose in his thrusts. Fangs moaning feeling the room while she moaned from his jabs.

“uh uh uh yes”

Y/n grieve out she could feel fangs sweat drip on her body. Y/n was panting at the fast pace pokes he carried. Y/n leaned her face inside his shoulder as fangs rides her out. Y/n feeling him pierce more and more in her made her frame go into a frenzy.

Y/n could feel her high coming all at once. Y/n endured a few more rough digs as fangs kissed her neck. Y/n felt fangs slow down but his structure gotten sloppier as he started to feel his high come. He grabbed her throat restriction her inhale. Y/n whispering her moans as fangs did one more thrust and stayed in her cervix. He felt his high lace his body and then he split all of his white substance inside her. While booming a “fuck”

Then y/n felt fangs warm cum inside her. She followed right up to him. Shutting her eyes feeling her orgasm rule over her body. Fangs pushed a little harder on her neck which made her orbs shot open.

Fangs roar

“Look at me while you release. I deserve to see how you look northsider”

Y/n starred at fangs her eyes going gloomy as her orgasm spilled on his manhood. Y/n moaned from her high. Y/n couldn’t stop squirting it felt like eternity. She came down from it. Her legs shaking in the process and her body was at a stand still. Going limp. Fangs got off her and y/n stared at the glow fangs had.

Then he smiled at yourself and then he grabbed something from the desk and y/n looked at what was in his hand. It was a glass of his liquor from the bar she wanted to go to. He had a whole bottle and he wanted to share it with yourself.

“You earned it” fangs said while waving the drink in front of your face y/n grabbed the dark liquor from him

“Shut up fogarty”

then y/n mashing the glasses together the glasses making a clink sound then y/n sipped the liquid and laughed at how good it tasted and how much fun fangs was to her even if she did break the rules.

[silverlightqueen]

Fallen From Grace - Teaser

demonprince!au, ot7, angst, humour, fluff, potential future smut

Word Count - 1.8k

Summary - Heaven is the goal, right? For most, anyway. Dying and then going to heaven, where everything is pure and perfect and light and happy. That’s what everyone wants, right? Well, I hate to break it to you, pal, but heaven isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. With its rigid rules and structured system, as well as its discriminatory hierarchy, it may not be the place you think it is. Don’t believe me? Just look at the story of the Seven Angel Brothers. Wait, what? You’ve never heard of the story? Are you kidding me? So you’re expecting me to tell you now? God, I’ve got to do all the work around here. The Seven Angel Brothers? God’s right-hand men, his go-tos, his ride-or-dies, his day ones? Not ringing a bell? You know, the ones that made The Mistake, which we N E V E R speak of, and, after receiving the harshest punishment from the one they looked up to the most, left heaven to live in hell? And Satan was so happy they’d chosen him over God that he made them princes of hell? And let them do whatever they wanted? And they basically made Earth their playground? And set their eyes on that girl? How do you not know about this? You wanna know more? Sit tight, bucko, this story is a… wild ride, to say the least…

Warnings - nothing yet except mild profanity, lowkey letching, a lil bit of flirting and darkhair!ot7 🤤

a/n: hey guys !! this is just a lil teaser for my demon prince au that I came up with a couple months ago !! hmu if you wanna be on the taglist and lmk what you think of this au so far !!💕

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‘Hey, have you guys heard about this y/n girl?’ Jungkook says as he slides onto one of the empty seats of the table his older brothers occupy, shaking his dark brown hair out of his face. ‘No. Who is she?’ Jimin asks, spearing a piece of lettuce onto his fork, twirling the silver metal between his fingers in such a way that it looks threatening, clinking against his silver rings. ‘Apparently, she was, like, the queen bee of the school. This little rich girl, fantastic grades, well-behaved, just the right mix of sexy and cute, with a perfect life. You know the type,’ Jungkook explains, his brothers nodding in agreement. ‘Well, she disappeared for a year, and now she’s back, and it’s all anyone’s talking about. She’s not cute anymore - she’s hot. That’s what they’re saying, anyway,’ Jungkook explains, his brothers raising their eyebrows at him. ‘Don’t look at me like that. I haven’t actually seen her yet,’ he scoffs, before the cafeteria falls completely silent and the only sound is the clicking of heels on the floor. 

She walks in, like a vision of beauty from Heaven above. Long, glossy hair that swishes as she walks, curvy body and lean legs showed off by the school uniform that she manages to make look good, paired with some very high, very against-the-rules red-bottomed heels. Her skin is glowing and shining with flawless makeup, and a very expensive looking handbag is dangling from her manicured fingers. Jin whistles under his breath as everyone’s watches her, two girls following behind, basking in the associated popularity. To the rest of the school, she’s a girl to look up to, high school royalty. To the boys, she looks like an innocent flower during her bloom, perfectly ripe for the picking. She looks around at the room, smiling, her teeth pearly white. She’s practically perfect in every way. ‘Don’t mind me,’ she says softly, her voice carrying across the whole room, and everyone continues with their food, only talking about her. 

‘I can’t be the only one thinking what I’m thinking,’ Namjoon says, eyes trained on her, watching as she picks up a tray, heading over to the lunch counter. The lunch staff pick out the best slices of pizza for her before she decides that she wants a salad, which they then meticulously arrange on a plate for her, making sure it’s perfect. ‘What? We should choose her?’ Taehyung asks, readjusting the glasses resting at the back of his dark head as he speaks, and all the other boys’ eyes widen. ‘No, dumbass, she’s just a kid, for god’s sake. I was thinking... she’d be a good ally,’ Namjoon says, tapping his long fingers against the table, the wide eyes now turned on him. ‘Are you kidding? High school princess? Our ally?’ Yoongi asks incredulously, raised eyebrows making his bandana disappear behind his chocolate locks, resting his face on his ring-adorned hand. ‘She runs the school. She’s been gone for a year, she’s only just come back, and they love her. They’ve forgotten all about us. She’s returned and reclaimed her throne. Don’t you realise how much it’ll help us to know her, to be friends with her?’ Namjoon explains, the others now seeing his point of view. ‘Okay, that makes sense, but in what world is she going to be friends with us?’ Hoseok asks, swooping his fluffy brown hair back, just as she stops at the nerds’ table. She seems to speak to them kindly with a smile, and the boys all wait for them to leave the table and give it to her, thinking she wants their table for herself. But she doesn’t, it seems. Instead, she pulls a sheet of paper out of her bag and hands it to them, leaving with a smile. 

‘Okay, if she’s friends with the nerds, I don’t see her having a problem being friends with us,’ Jin says, pushing his glasses to sit atop his dark brown locks. ‘Fine, we make friends with her, she’s a good ally, she gets us more power. That’s great and all, but how is that gonna help us do what we came her to do? He might have let us run free, but he also gave us a mission, and we need to stay focused on that,’ Jimin reminds the boys, running a hand through his jet-black hair. ‘Loosen up, Jimin, it’s fine. She might lead us to someone powerful, someone right for the job,’ Taehyung says, all of them watching as she walks to the table in the far corner that has never been occupied since they joined the school. She takes a seat, her minions sat opposite her, and begins to pick at her salad. They notice her daydreaming eyes suddenly focus on something before she calls out a name; ‘Jennie!’ She waves, and they all follow her line of sight to see an exasperated girl making her way towards the table. She seems to snap at y/n who gives her a smiling apology, Jennie shaking her head tiredly. Jennie says something to the minions who begrudgingly get up and leave the two of them alone. Jennie takes the fork from y/n’s hand and picks at the other girl’s salad, y/n watching on with a smile. ‘So that’s her best friend?’ Jungkook says, and Yoongi grins. ‘Not only is she the best friend,’ he begins, ‘she’s the perfect chance.’

On y/n and Jennie’s table, a very similar conversation is going on. ‘Okay, who are the new boys? Because, you know I’m not obsessed with popularity, but they totally stole my vibe while I was gone,’ y/n pouts jokingly, Jennie rolling her eyes. ‘They’re really mysterious, actually. They’re brothers, apparently, even though only three of them have the same last name. They kinda just appeared one day with no backstory to tell. They don’t really talk to anyone, even though everyone either wants to be them or be with them because they’re all good-looking, and cool and aloof, or whatever. There are rumours that they’re part of the Mafia, ‘cause apparently they’ve got these matching tattoos on their arms,’ Jennie explains, still eating y/n’s salad. ‘Or they’re just a group of hot teenage orphans that got drunk and decided to get matching tattoos one night?’ y/n suggests, Jennie nodding in agreement. ‘But, yeah, they did take your place while you were gone,’ Jennie admits, and y/n grins. ‘Well, I’m back now, and I’m ready to retake my throne,’ y/n jokes, Jennie groaning. ‘Not gonna lie, babe, I think you already have,’ Jennie says. ‘I bet they’re not too impressed,’ y/n says with a tilt of her head in the boys’ direction. ‘I doubt they care. They don’t seem to be into all of this popularity, social hierarchy shit,’ Jennie replies. ‘Do you think they’re of any use to me?’ y/n asks, and Jennie shrugs. ‘If you want more power outside of the school, yes. If you’re just concerned about inside the school, there’s no point. Everyone’s already talking about you again. You’ve glo’d up,’ Jennie says, y/n laughing despite herself. ‘Yeah, right. Everyone’s probably just being nosy about where I was,’ she replies. ‘You’re not gonna tell anyone... right?’ Jennie asks, and y/n shakes her head. ‘You’re the only one that knows, and it’ll stay that way. There’s no chance anyone else is finding out,’ y/n says, seriously, ‘no way in hell.’ 

-

‘Hey, babe, you’re back!’ Chen exclaims, pulling y/n into his arms the second she walks in the psychology classroom. ‘I am,’ she replies with a grin, taking the seat in front of Kim Namjoon that’s been empty since he arrived. ‘What happened to you?’ Chen asks, Namjoon watching the exchange with hidden curiosity, and y/n grins. ‘Nosy much? It doesn’t matter, though. I’m back now, aren’t I?’ she replies, the complete refusal to answer the question piquing his interest. Before Chen can speak again, y/n turns to Kim Namjoon, smiling. She’s even more angelic looking up close, Namjoon realises with a jolt. ‘Hi, I’m y/n y/l/n. I’m the new girl so I thought I’d introduce myself,’ she says in that pretty and gentle voice of hers, holding out her hand. ‘Hi, y/n y/l/n, the not-so-new girl. I’m Kim Namjoon, actual new-boy,’ he replies with a smile, taking her soft hand into his and shaking it firmly. ‘Hi, Kim Namjoon, the new-boy’ she says, his name sounding heavenly in her voice, ‘I guess there’s no point trying to make a good first impression if you’ve already heard about me.’ ‘I’ve heard good things only,’ he replies, and she raises an amused eyebrow, neither of them noticing the jealous looks they’re receiving. ‘Am I that transparent?’ he asks drily, and she laughs, the sound like music to his ears. ‘I prefer not to judge people on what I hear about them and so I’d like a chance to get to know you for myself, just as I’d want the same for you rather than the theories and rumours about me and my brothers you’ve probably already heard,’ Namjoon says, y/n’s grin giving everything away. ‘I’d be more than happy to give you that chance, and take the chance to get to know you and your brothers,’ she replies, Namjoon smiling in reply as the teacher walks in. ‘Oh, and by the way,’ y/n says over her shoulder, ‘really cute dimples.’ 

The lesson flies by in a blur, pretty much everyone’s focus being on the fact that, despite missing a year of teaching, y/n’s knowledge and intellect has not suffered in the slightest. She raises her hand for every question, answering them all correctly with ease, the class and teacher watching on in awe. When the bell rings to signal the end of the lesson, y/n turns to face Namjoon as they both rise out of their seats. ‘I’m planning on having a little get-together this weekend at mine, just to refamiliarize myself with everyone, and I’m sure it wouldn’t hurt to have a few new faces there. I’d like you and your brothers to come, if you want to, that is,’ y/n offers, and Namjoon can instantly pick up on the vibe she’s letting off. He grins, watching as she mirrors the action, and nods. ‘Yeah, sure, that sounds great, thanks. We’ve got psych together again on Thursday, so give me the details then,’ he replies, and she smiles softly. ‘Of course. See you later, Kim Namjoon, the new-boy,’ she grins as he swings his bag over his shoulder, leaving the classroom with a smile and a wave at her. ‘Hey, y/n,’ Chen says, the girl turning to look at him. ‘Hmm?’ she replies, distracted thinking about the cute tall boy with the dark hair and dimples. ‘Be careful with those boys. I’ve heard things about them,’ Chen warns, and y/n laughs. ‘Chen, he’s harmless,’ she replies, the boy shaking his head in disagreement. ‘Whatever. I just don’t think you know what you’re getting yourself in to,’ he says, and the girl rolls her eyes light-heartedly. ‘Oh, come on, Chen,’ she says, ‘what’s the worst that could happen?’

[mythicamagic]

Giselle: DL oneshot

Commission for @s-e-kwan who asked for the ballet story of Giselle featuring Yui Komori. So somewhat of a Diabolik Fairytales AU

Pairing: Subayui

SFW but features character death

word length: 1,800

Sunlight bathed light blonde locks in a vibrant shine. A young woman hurried out the door, tapping her toe on the ground to right her shoe. She had dressed appropriately for a harvest festival, long pale pink skirts swaying around her legs.

The excitement caused her heart to rapidly thud and constrict, and she winced, placing her hand on her chest.

“Mind yourself, Yui.”

She glanced over her shoulder, forcing a smile. “I’m alright. Don’t worry, Father.”

“I suppose you’ll be seeing that boy again,” Seiji Komori’s eyes narrowed as he lingered within the threshold to their home. “Don’t let him exhaust your heart.”

She waved, shrugging off his warnings and running in the direction of the square. No force on earth would keep her from a meeting with Loys.

A maypole had been erected in the village square, and children danced around it, weaving the ribbons together. Men and women minded stalls. Foods were placed out for everyone, and she entered the dance that had begun, weaving around partners that spun in wonderful circles, waltzing.

“Kitty!” Arms wrapped around her, and Yui stiffened, before laughing as Kou spun her out.

“I’m sorry Kou, I can’t stay, I have to find Loys.”

“Ahhh that guy again?” He pulled her back to him,  frowning. “You don’t find it a lil weird that he disappears all the time? And there’s no way he lives in the village. Somethin’s not-“

“Oi, problem?” A new voice caused her cheeks to flush as familiar white hair caught her eye and she was pulled into new arms.

“No, not at all,” she smiled, completely clueless as Kou stepped back, glaring.

Loys returned it, jaw ticking. Yui placed her hands on his shoulders, and he gentled slightly even as his calloused palms grasped her fragile fingers.

They danced for what felt like hours. A happy noise escaped her lips when he gripped her waist, pulling her in as they turned. He was a surprisingly good dancer, but it had taken months to coax this side out of him.

“I don’t dance.” He’d glared, arms crossed as she discovered his little hideaway in a dingy ally on the outskirts of the square. It had been the winter solstice, on the very night they’d first met and become such a strange pair. For some reason, she’d felt he was running from something.

“Do you not know how?”

“I know plenty. Too much. Ain’t dancin’, no way in hell.”

“That’s fine, but I could really use a partner,” she’d winced, rolling her ankle. She’d twisted it- but it was expected she’d perform for the solstice. Yui had become the village’s star dancer, excelling in ballroom and ballet.

She could remember him lifting her onto his feet, and awkwardly trying to complete the steps of the dance. All the while he’d grumbled.

‘It’s the reason I fell in love with you, Loys.’ Yui smiled, heart thundering. She could only dance a few hours a day due to her condition. Father kept strict tabs on her. But with Loys she felt strong and sure.

Loys’ lashes lowered, and he leaned down, gathering her close and stopping amidst the dancers. He pressed his lips to hers, causing her to inhale and grip his shoulders tight. She practically radiated happiness, nothing could be better-

“Everyone! Everyone look, come quick! The nobles are here!”

“The nobles are passing through!”

Loys ripped his mouth away from hers, looking up. Yui was lost in a daze before she felt herself be planted down on her feet after reaching cloud nine.

“I gotta go. Be back later,” he quickly muttered, kissing her flushed cheek.

“W-wait!” She reached out, but it was already too late, his form swallowed by the crowd. Feeling herself be pushed and prodded back, Yui was helpless to do much else but watch as the five nobles of House Sakamaki came into sight. It was rumoured there was six, but Subaru, the youngest brother had become an infamous recluse.

Yui stared, watching them atop their steeds. Each one carried a sword at the hip, with a symbol upon the scabbard. Proof of their blood and superior heritage.

She swallowed, averting her gaze.

“Kitty! Kit- ah hell, YUI! Yui I found it!”

She turned her attention to Kou, who grinned madly, pushing through the enamoured crowd. He held aloft a single item. A sword. Exactly the same as the one's nobility wore at their sides.

“K-Kou, where did you get that?” Her voice turned thin.

“I finally found his hiding place. That guy Loys, he’s one of them, Yui. He’s a noble!” Kou hissed.

“W-what? Kou, please don’t be ridiculous-“ she snatched it off him

But it was too late. Someone spotted it, and soon new shouts entered the air. Things like ‘thief’ and ‘robber.’

“Oh my, oh my, oh my~ what do we have here?”

A shadow fell over them, and Yui gripped the sword tight, cowering as a large horse bore down on them. A rider with red hair smiled sharply, reaching down to grasp her wrist.

“Has a naughty girl stolen my little brother’s sword? How humiliating for him. Tell me, did you steal it after pleasuring him?” Laito purrs, green eyes glittering. “A person is most fragile after experiencing true bliss, wouldn’t you agree?”

The crowds began to murmur, saying there must be some mistake, as sweet Yui would never steal. Reiji Sakamaki clicked his tongue, easing his horse to continue on. They needed to stay on schedule. Yui tugged at her wrist, the colour draining from her face when he didn’t let go.

“I’m going to enjoy making you fragile over and over again,” Laito purred in her ear, before Kou tried to yank her from his grip, a scuffle breaking out.

“Oi!”

They stopped. Yui turned her head, instantly brightening.

“Loys!”

“Subaru~”

Yui froze, glancing up at Laito. She then slowly turned back to look at the white-haired young man, whose red eyes had turned sombre.

“Loys…why- what’s going on?”

“Is that the name he’s called himself? How cute. Did he also tell you he has a fiancée waiting for him back home?” Laito smiled.

Yui flinched as though she’d been struck. What was worse- Subaru hung his head, hands squeezing into tight fists.

It’s…true?

Rose-pink eyes stared ahead sightlessly. She then felt her shoulders be grasped. Townsfolk that didn’t understand the situation urged her to the middle of the square.

‘You really should see her dance, milords-“ and, “she’s graceful as a swan! Please stay and watch!’ Filled her ears.

And so, Yui danced.

Her legs moved mindlessly, and she swayed like a marionette, dipped this way and that. All the while, her heart thrummed against the wall of her chest. Slowly, with every thud, a little piece was chipped off. She raised sorrowful eyes, gaze locking with Loys, no- Subaru’s.

He stared back, expression contrite and regretful.

Even then she loved him, oh how she loved him.

Her dance moved faster and faster, becoming more erratic. Her arms bent up, spine arching as she gazed at the heavens and inhaled, chocking on a sob when the corset dug into her ribs.

 The heavy weight in her chest crumbled and split free into pieces, and the dancing girl danced no more.

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They say that Kou Mukami, the gamekeeper, drowned himself in the very lake Yui’s grave sat beside, overlooking the water.

Were you to ask her father, however, he’d say that spirits preyed upon the boy and had forced him to dance until he’d died.

Much like the village’s beloved star.

Subaru didn’t listen. He didn’t think much of anything. Or speak. He’d come to resemble his brother Shuu, listlessly visiting her grave often and placing white roses atop it. His betrothed meant nothing to him. He’d never wanted that life. Perhaps that was what made him such a brat, but with her, with Yui- she’d eased his loneliness. Her smile had been dumb, and she’d chatted nonsense, but hell she’d been perfect and kind, forgiving of his rough hands.

The only person who’d given a damn was dead now, joining his long-deceased mother, who had also been proficient in ballet. She’d taught him everything about dance. He’d loathed it so much after she’d died- until Yui had breathed life into his steps again.

He grit his teeth. What was even the point anymore?

On one such night, he started upright beside her tombstone, a terrible, vile chill shuddering down his spine. Subaru stood, his sleep-deprived eyes taking in the sight of eleven ghostly figures standing atop the surface of the lake.

They wore fine white dresses, their images shimmering with an ethereal quality- at times like that of gossamer. They all began to dance, spinning in tight circles and raising their arms as they leapt over the water.

One such pale apparition raised her hand to Subaru, beckoning.

He raised his palm, gaze flat.

“I don’t dance,” he muttered in a hoarse voice. When had he last eaten, again?

“Do you not know how?”

Muscles froze, locking in place. His throat constricted, and Subaru turned his head, finding a pale pink form to his left. “I know plenty,” he rasped, legs shaking and threatening to send him to his knees. “Too much. Ain’t dancin’, no way in hell…”

Yui smiled softly, a phantom wind caressing her hair as she extended a hand. “That’s fine, but I could really use a partner.”

He did not refuse, eagerly taking her hand that still felt soft and warm in his own larger one. He danced with her, performing the same lifts- still able to hold her close and embrace her. She even smelled the same. He could almost fool himself into believing she were still alive. He apologised endlessly into her hair, tears pricking his eyes as bone white fingers latched into her dress tightly.

A soft touch stroked his hair.

“It’s alright…I forgive you,” she murmured. “I forgive you, Subaru.”

He exhaled hard, own heart shaking in his chest. Yet even as he tried to stop, they continued to dance, moving closer to the shore of the lake, until his feet splashed in the water as they performed a pas de deux. His breath shuddered, feeling a strong force urging him to move deeper into the lake.

“Stop,” Yui soon interjected, staring not at him but at the ghostly women. “Please stop. Leave him alone. I don’t want this.” Her firm voice eased, brows pulling together. “I don’t want the man I love to die.”

Their expressions thinned, incensed. And yet his feet slowed, gaining control.

Soon, their dancing died down, and Subaru merely held her, gently swaying in the shallows while her dress trailed into the water.

Come sunrise, however, his touch skimmed through her. She slowly vanished with each creeping ray of light upon her face.

He waited, and at night, she returned once again to his arms. In this way, they continued for a long time, with the moon as their only witness.

 They say that Subaru Sakamaki drowned himself after Kou Mukami, for the very same reason: it was all to reach the angel ballerina that danced upon the surface of the moonlit lake.

Sometimes though, others had claimed to see her with a partner, dancing a perfect pas de deux.

 End