#asks: mvrders are okay

[simonisferal]

YOU DID NOT JUST SAY YOU DID NOT HAVE ANY GOOD DENDRO CHARACTERS AND HAVE BAIZHU. THE AUDACITY TO SAY THAT TO MY GF

i’m aware that he’s basically more for his burst and shield, and his aoe or whatever you call it is not that strong, but tHAT’S STILL MY GF RIGHT THERE, i’m biased. give him to me instead :(

have him, please. i just wanted kaveh and i didn’t even get him.

[chikai-k]

Stressed?

Currently stressed from all the projects piling up for college.

This is just a short drabble of another Kaveh X reader, same au as my first Kaveh entries with their kid ><

Kaveh X male reader

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The clock tics with each passing second, you've blocked out the noises of everything else but the clock. It feels like something ominous is crawling your legs and up your shoulders. Wrapping itself tightly on your head as a painful headache rumbled. Every single clutter in your mind banging into your well built walls, cracks forming on your concentration as you groan. Eventually slamming your fist on your desk as you rubbed your temples; soothing the pain as best as you could. You dreaded waking up the next day to do this overwhelming pile of work that was set as your responsibility to complete.

You sigh in frustration as you stared at your screen intensely—before suddenly stiffening as a soft hand is placed on your back.

Ah.

"Darling, you don't look so good." Such a sweet, warm voice..."Drink some water. Relax a bit, why don't you? Let me treat you."

"Kaveh..." You instantly call out, doing as you were told—the blonde's fingers pressing against the right spots to knead out the stiffness of your back.

He slides hen against your muscles firmly to soothe them before placing a kiss on your head.

"The kiddo has been asking when you're going to finish. They got really worried you know?" Kaveh hums as he taps his fingers against your forehead. You lean your head back so you lay on his shoulder.

Inhaling his scent—like honey and peaches. You wondered if he had baked a pastry, he's been interested in it recently.

" 'm sorry. I just...have so much to do in so little time." You managed to mutter out despite the exhaustion sinking in. You appreciate his attempts to soothe you from stress, it wouldn't be good if your blood pressure increases from this.

"I know. Just remember to take breaks okay?" He kisses your cheek.

"..." You nod, not wanting to ruin the moment. "Give me a hug." You ask.

Kaveh smiles, he walks around and sits on your lap. Wrapping his arms around your shoulders and lays his body onto yours. A soft rumble coming from his faint hums of a song.

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Mentions: @mvrders-are-okay

[moonysmagicwand]

I have never seen the movie "Animal" but I just saw one scene where Ranbir asks Geetanjali that she could forgive him for murders but not for cheating?? Like?? Is this the real plot? How? Are directors okay? Wattpad writers are much better than this.

And as in the bookish plot, it's okay to mvrder but we draw the line at cheating.

[teenagedirt]

Kissing in cars(8)

Chapter 8- saying goodbye

READERS POV.

* 2 months later*

WARNINGS-talks about anxiety, mentions mvrder

"Alright darling I've got to go" he says looking down at me. I sigh,

"I'm gonna miss you" I whisper out. Me and vic haven't gone a day without seeing each other in nearly three years. Him leaving made my anxiety worse.

"I'm going to miss you too baby" he says pressing a kiss to my forehead. I close my eyes and a tear slips out. He wipes it quickly with his thumb

"we gotta go man", Jaime says peeking his head into the apartment. Vic nods and grabs his bags.

"It's only three weeks it'll fly by" I nod in response and he hugs me once more.

"Bye love" he says and walks out the door.

"Bye Y/N" Jaime shouts.

"Bye" I barely mumble out. He closes the door quietly. I lock it and make my way into vics room. I pick up the hoodie he wore yesterday and slide it on. I smile when I realized it smells like him. I groan and walk back my room and go to sleep. I start to have the recurring nightmare I've been having for the last month, I keep trying to run to vic. He's hurt but I never make it I always watch him get murdered. I jolt up, I feel around for vic, it then hits me, I have have deal with this for three weeks. I pant and grip his hoodie.

"It's just a dream y/n go back to sleep. I grab my phone off the table next to my bed. I click the notification I received from vic. "Hey, I'm at the airport now, if you have that dream again just know I'm okay. I love you" I breath deeply before reply to his message. "Be safe. I love you too" I look at the time. "seven forty" say to myself. I roll my eyes and lay there in bed staring blankly at the ceiling. I swing my legs over the bed and walk to the kitchen.

I take a deep breath and open the cabinet to find something to eat, it's almost empty. "Fucking great" I say and drag myself back to my room. I pull out a random outfit and put it on. I put on my shoes,grab my phone and wallet. I walk out the door making sure to lock it behind me. I walk down the street to the Cafe that me,Vic, Tony, and Jaime went to not that long ago. I rub underneath my eyes, "today is going to a hell of a long day" I mumble to myself.

I walk into the Cafe and straight up to the counter to order. I tell the sweet lady my order and sit down at a small table. I open my phone to see a text from Vic. "Darling I know you get bad anxiety sometimes but try to have a good day today" I smile at the text. And reply "I'll try" I turn my phone off and wait for my order. I bounce my leg pick at my cuticles, twiddle my thumbs. Trying to stop being anxious. I'm twenty-seven years old, why can I not be by myself without freaking out? I question my self silently. "ORDER FOR Y/N" a man yells put. I get up and get it. I leave, I can't stand to day one place alone,, makes me feel as if I'm being watched, part of the anxiety I guess. I walk back home sipping on the drink. When I step inside I place the drink on the counter and go to Vic's room. For the past month either he's slept in the room or I've slept in his because of that Goddamn nightmare. I kick off my shoes and lay in his bed trying to get some kind of comfort. As I lay there I start to cry. I don't why but I just lay and cry. I hate that my mind is trying to convince me that something has happened, deep down I know he's fine, that it's all okay, but another part of me is worrying. I fall asleep crying, I don't have the nightmare so I sleep soundly in his bed. I start to wake up, my back neck hurt, I must have fallen asleep weird. I sit up and take a minute to fully awaken. I rub my face and get up. "Shit my drink" I say, slowly making my way into the kitchen. I start to play some music to distract myself. I grab my drink and basicly chug it. I start to clean off the counters while singing and dancing to my favorite song. I turn around to throw something away. "What was that" I ask myself, "that sounded like the door being unlocked" I say then sum it up to being hopeful thinking. My mind hoping that Vic is home so soon. I then hear the unmistakable creak of our front door and footsteps in the apartment.....

[simonisferal]

he was wth me two nights ago so yeah 🖕

im drinking hot chocolate and thinking of scara right now, am i a romantic or what 😊

no, you’re delusional, hehehehhhee

[dadddybangtan]

Metanoia | ch. nine

cw: mentions of mvrder

word count: 1.4k

a.n. finally meeting the infamous agust after nine chapters. hopefully his reveal was worth the wait

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The sun is beginning to set, casting a golden glow over the city. I'm putting the finishing touches on my outfit, a good amount of rings on each hand. Jin examines me closely and raises an eyebrow once he gets to my hands.

"Put 'em up." He says and I put my hands out.

He groans before removing several rings and rearranging them. He puts a clunky silver ring on my right ring finger and a simple band on the index. On my left, he slides on a large wrap-around on my middle finger.

"There," He drops the remaining jewelry on my nightstand, "Now look."

I go to the full length mirror and take it all in. I don't look like myself. From the platinum blonde hair to the fitted, jet black suit to the clean black leather shoes. I'm not me.

"Hm." I comb my fingers through my hair.

"How do you feel?"

"Let's kill us a kitten-faced bastard."

The traffic leading up to the venue is nothing I've ever experienced before. It makes me wonder if everyone on the road is attending or if they're just trying to catch a glimpse of the attendees.

"So you remember everything I told you, right?"

"Yea. I'm Jimin from Seo. Don't give a last name. If asked, I was invited by Johnny or Yangyang. Don't drink and don't name drop."

"Perfect. I won't arm you 'til the gala, but do you think you'll need anything until I come get you?"

"Wait, you're not coming?"

"This city is dangerous for me, remember. But you got this. Isn't this what you and Taehyung did back home."

The venue gets closer, the exterior is a gorgeous white marble and purple floor lights whirl around making it seem like a celebrity event. A huge fountain shoots water high in the air in a rhythmic dance. Even music can be heard from inside the car.

"This- This is bigger than any club I've preyed on or any rich guys house I've hit. This is out of my league." I mumble almost to myself.

"Think of this place as any other club. Think of Agust as any other rich guy."

"Okay," I convince myself to follow his advice. "Okay, yeah. I'll call you when I'm done. And don't get killed."

"Be safe." He says before I slip out of the car.

I fix my suit jacket and walk as confidently as I can. There are at least a hundred pair of eyes staring me down as I approach the entrance. This is a good thing, the attention. If everyone is intrigued with me it's likely that Agust's ego will drive him to seek me out himself. That's how men are back home.

"Name?" A young, handsome man at the entrance asks me.

"Jimin."

He looks at me with an intense stare before smirking and checking my name off the guest list.

"Good luck in there," He says, leaning closer so no one would overhear him, "And send JK my best."

My eyes widened and he simply mouthed the name "Yangyang." I nod in understanding and continue into the building.

The inside is even more gorgeous than the outside. It's simple and beautiful. Orange satin drapes hang from the ceiling, completely covering the walls. A faint blanket of mist shadows the floor. The music is slow and sensual. And the drinks look heavenly too, but I need to focus.

Now that I'm here I realize that no one even showed me a picture of Agust prior to coming here. I'm completely unaware of this man's appearance. I'm sure I'll find him if I can find a hot spot, somewhere everyone is crowding around.

But that doesn't exist. There's no hierarchy, all balance.

A pretty woman in a short, sparkly gold dress and tall, strapped heels walks in front of me. She must've caught my eyes staring since she pauses and turns to look my way.

"You're cute," She says to me, "I'm Joy."

"Jimin," I extend my hand out to her, "Are you a hooker?"

She scoffs. "God, no. I'm one of Agust's friends. I just dress like a hooker because my legs are so nice."

"Can't disagree with you there."

"You look lonely."

"I am," I fib, "I can't find my friend anywhere."

"Don't worry, I'm your new friend. Come on, I'll introduce you to my other friends too. They're gonna love you."

She starts walking, her hips sway as she leads the way.

"How do you know?"

"Because you're hot." She swivels her head back to smile at me.

Much like outside, people stare at me. The rude glares are something I'm not used to. Despite the urge to do so, I can't take offense to their distaste. I'm here for one reason.

She settles in front of a small circle of four people. One tall man with a serious expression, a cool looking young woman in a loosely fitted suit, a man around my height whose face is pale and oddly charming, another tall man with a slightly less serious expression and a cropped suit. One of them is Agust and all bets are off.

"Joy, who's this?" The pale man asked.

"This is Jimin. Isn't he hot?"

The one in the cropped suit jacket scanned me.

"If you're looking for another boyfriend for Joon, just stop," He body checked me again, "You know what happened last time."

"He's not a boyfriend, okay, I took him because he was lonely."

"Lonely, hm?" Hummed the pale man.

He stares directly into my eyes with a tamed intensity that I've never experienced. It's as if he sees straight through me and is intrigued by me all at the same time. It's a gut wrenching feeling, really. That's what leads me to believe that this is Agust.

"Y-yeah." I stammer.

"I find it hard to believe that someone as handsome as you managed to get a moment of alone time here," He said, stepping forward causing Joy to swerve out of the way, "I know my city. They're savages."

My city? This is definitely Agust.

He's standing right in front of me now. We're eye to eye and I can't look away. Even if the lowlights hit his diamond earrings just right, I can't look away. His stare is still intentional and sickeningly direct. And the gentle scent of his cologne fill my senses.

"Guess I was lucky."

"I may be the lucky one."

"Agust." The tall one grimaces.

"Do you wanna dance?" He asks me without paying an ounce of attention to his friend.

"To this music?"

"Yeah." He says, grabbing my hand and taking me out.

He pulls me to the middle of the venue. The eyes that judged me before judge me even harder. Agust jerks my arm so hard that our chests end up touching.

The music is slow, sensual. I place my hands on his shoulders. The bass line has a tight hold on my anxious heart. Agust has a tight hold on me too, both hands gripping on my waist.

"Who are you?" He asks carefully with his mouth brushing my ear.

"Jimin, remember?"

"Yeah. But who are you," He pushes, "I've never seen you before?"

"I don't go out much."

"Your eyes."

"My eyes?"

He bounces between the two, deciding on which one to focus on. But he never decides. He gets closer and closer. If this were JK, my heart would be pounding with fear. But Agust? His presence is different. His pressure is different.

"Your lips smile but your eyes don't."

I gasp.

My jaw painfully tenses and I force myself to blink back tears. Because him saying that to my face, as a stranger, made me feel so violated. More than when JK touched and kissed me against my will.

When JK touched me, it was out of selfishness. Agust read me out of pure observation.

"What's wrong?"

I have to kill you. I have to kill you and everything has to go as planned. I have to or I die. And I can't die. I have to get back home so my boyfriend doesn't overdose. I have to save him or he's going to die. I have to take your life to save two.

"Let's just dance."

I fall into him, into the rhythm. I rest my head on his shoulder. I hold on and so does he.

Just hold on.

[simonisferal]

seemon, seemown, simodongdong, how ya doin

im fucking up two bacon burgers, im doing good 😌 how is your gay ass

[simonisferal]

WHAT i ain't do nothing, your honor ☹️

i want to dropkick someone, and it’s definitely not @simonisferal.

what did simon do to you man 😞 seems like a cool dude idk

[simonisferal]

WAIT, IT’S ONLY THREE TIMES

IMAGINE NOT BEING ABLE TO COUNT HAHAHAHAHAH

[simonisferal]

I’M SO JEALOUS

dont be, his build is ass

[simonisferal]

i wanna lay on a bed with you, and sleep, then you’ll wake up with my feet on your nose

ill sniff them dw

[simonisferal]

i wanna play fuck scara’s thighs tbh

why is this so real 😔

[simonisferal]

we’re currently having some enemies to lovers trope 😈😈😈😏

EW BACK AWAY !! 🙍

[simonisferal]

SEEMOANDELEBISTIMOAN, HOW ARE YOU???

HELP not me being a day late 💀 but HEYYYYY how are youuu 😊

[simonisferal]

scara ass, scara pussy, yummy

SO REAL 100 PERCENT RIGHT OM HY GOD 🙏 this is literally one of the best thigs i could wake up to 🤞‼️

[simonisferal]

me, me. you’re bonding w me 😈

go bond with your hubby, i got scaramouche <3