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devildomwriter · 11 months

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Mammon Birthday Special 100 Fun Facts

1. Mammon states that he sleeps in the nude

2. Mammon despises witches and was nearly chopped into pieces by them once but Lucifer rescued him (although Lucifer was also the one to recommend they cut him into pieces)

3. When Levi tried attacking Mammon in his sleep, before he could even bring his foot down on Mammon, Mammon had him in a headlock

4. Mammon has a habit of stripping while drunk

5. Mammon does not like it when bath’s smell like flowers

6. Mammon’s dream for the future is having a carefree and playful life

7. Mammon starts his baths by washing his head

8. Mammon’s fear of ghosts and monsters originates a little after a year of living in the Devildom when he is possessed by a ghost

9. Mammon hates a Devildom song called “Corpse Rock”

10. Karasu refers to Mammon as noodle-boy

11. In earlier chats and Devilgrams Mammon is said to be a cat person, in later stories he is said to be a dog person, but his birthday information card again states he is more of a cat person

12. Mammon’s motto is “Money will makes the Devil turn millstones.”

13. Mammon’s daily activity is procrastinating in MC’s room

14. Mammon is obsessed with his shades and when he accidentally breaks them he’s devastated

15. According to Beelzebub, Mammon is bad at cooking and doesn’t make good peanut butter sandwiches

16. When Belphie and Beel helped Mammon pick out his human world outfit, he was so touched he bought them their human world clothes

17. Mammon states if the Devildom disappeared tomorrow he’d borrow as much money as he wanted to spend and not have to pay any of it back

18. Mammon’s favorite food in hell is Soy Sauce flavored cup ramen

19. In a love survey in B’s log, Mammin is said to be the active one pursuing love

20. Mammon is said to attract the “sassy and outgoing” types

21. The first thing Mammon does in the morning is check his stocks

22. In the love survey in B’s log when asked if he’d want to be bound by or bind his lover his response was “what do you want me to do? What did you say? Idiot!”

23. Mammon’s car is a Demonio 666 Lexura. The specific type was very rare and (unbeknownst to him originally) only with Lucifer and Diavolo’s help was he able to get it

24. Mammon easily forgets anniversaries and special dates of remembrance

25. Mammon is unable to express himself frankly

26. Mammon likes R&B music

27. Mammon is not a morning demon

28. One of the first things in the game said about Mammon by his brothers is that he’s a masochist

29. The results of a demon brain scanning app showed that Mammon’s thoughts are 90% money

30. Mammon’s worst RAD subject is Hexes and Curses

31. Mammon became Lucifer’s attendant in the Celestial Realm before Leviathan had even been born

32. Mammon was once almost roasted alive by hellfire

33. Mammon is a very bad liar and often admits exactly what he did when explaining that’s not what he did

34. Mammon was almost the one to tame Cerberus but Lucifer rushed in as he was about to confront the dog

35. Mammon is extremely protective of his little brothers

36. When forced to be honest, Mammon admits how much he admires and respects Lucifer

37. When Lucifer has a bad day, Mammon will bring him a drink and sandwich without being asked

38. Mammon was almost kicked out of the celestial realm thousands of years before the fall until Lucifer got through to him

39. Besides the people who were told what Simeon was going through in season 4, Mammon was the first one to notice something was wrong with him

40. Once Mammon was punished by Lucifer by being tickled until he laughed so hard he was humiliated

41. Mammon was given a serum with unknown results that caused him to tell MC he wanted to do many explicit things with them

42. Even Michael was unable to handle Mammon as an angel

43. Mammon is so fast that not even Diavolo and Lucifer can catch up to him

44. It’s been mentioned multiple times that Mammon uses crows as familiars

45. When Lucifer cannot trust Diavolo, he turns to Mammon

46. Mammon once called up Simeon to ask about significant lines in the TSL series so he could successfully hack into Leviathan’s akuzon account

47. Levi and Mammon sometimes perform standup comedy

48. When Mammon tried making a cake for Lucifer on his birthday in the Celestial Realm, he accidentally destroyed the kitchen, infuriating Michael

49. Mammon works as a model occasionally

50. In lesson 11 of the game Mammon claims he is well over 5,000 years old

51. In the celestial realm Mammon would often watch over the younger angels

52. Mammon once tried selling bird feathers to the lesser angels, claiming they were seraph feathers

53. In the celestial realm, Mammon once used the lesser angels to play a game of life-size chess

54. Mammon is said to have been the one who rallied and encouraged the angels in the Celestial war

55. Unlike his brothers, Mammon doesn’t often lose control of his powers

56. Whenever Mammon comes up with solutions to a crisis, they usually make things worse

57. Mammon struggles with math unless he thinks about it as calculating money

58. Mammon loves pandas because they’re profitable

59. Mammon always lets his brothers know about sales and deals going on

60. Mammon is the one who told Lucifer to always have pride and not regret his decision about the war

61. Mammon was cursed to speak like a cat during season 4 and Satan was unable to leave his side even getting Mammon to play with cat toys.

62. The first time Mammon lost control of his powers and transformed into a demon in the game is when he misunderstood a conversation between Levi and MC and assumed they had “relations”

63. Mammon is one of the only people who will indulge Asmodeus and watch his one-man fashion shows

64. When Mammon put too many meals on Satan’s tab, Satan called up Solomon and told him Mammon wanted to try his new recipe

65. Mammon has kidnapped MC multiple times

66. Mammon sometimes goes clubbing with Asmo after part time jobs

67. After Mammon sold all of their silverware he was fired from Ristorante Six

68. Mammon is sometimes referred to as MC’s pet

69. Mammon continues to insist he’s MC’s master not the other way around

70. Mammon sees Luke as his little brother

71. Student council members used to oversee detention until Mammon kept getting detention himself

72. Mammon once accidentally cast a spell on himself that made him burst into song

73. Mammon once accidentally turned himself into a dog

74. Mammon accidentally cursed himself and became extremely small. He was scared of how Beel was looking at him

75. When Mammon made the Miss’em dolls he became extremely wealthy but later blew it all on gambling

76. Mammon is too scared to watch horror movies alone and asks Lucifer to watch them with him

77. Mammon once attacked Lucifer with a three-prong pitch fork when he embarrassed him

78. Mammon has cried from fear of Simeon multiple times

79. Mammon was unable to even pretend to break up with MC

80. Mammon is one of the reasons you need a permit to get to the human world rather than do so freely

81. Mammon got a Mohawk once but his brothers teased him so much he immediately got rid of it

82. Mammon loves the Devildom version of Harry Potter

83. Mammon often threatens lesser/younger demons to hand over all their money

84. Mammon once stopped a bank robbery and demanded the money as compensation

85. Mammon accidentally cut down a Christmas tree gifted to Lucifer from Diavolo

86. Mammon was tricked by Lucifer to gamble against everyone he’d ever screwed over all at once

87. Mammon calls going to the horse races “seeing the horsies” to try and convince MC to tag along

88. When he was Lucifer’s attendant, Mammon sought for a rare Crystal Lily flower to gift him but got lost and Lucifer had to come find him

89. Mammon used Serenity Manor as collateral in gambling as soon as he got to the human world, almost forcing everyone to go right back to the Devildom

90. When coming up with proposal’s Mammon forced Simeon, Solomon, and Luke to participate in a flash mob

91. Mammon has a blood oath with MC and Leviathan

92. Mammon accidentally won Henry 1.0 while trying his first Devildom ice cream. He was nearly eaten.

93. Mammon owns an AK-47 after winning it over in a game against Leviathan

94. Mammon fees guilty that he didn’t have a grand reason to follow Lucifer to hell rather than just feeling like it

95. Mammon once lost a bet to a bunch of rabbits

96. Mammon prefers spicy foods to sweets

97. Mammon extorted Satan for 50,000 Grimm in exchange for throwing him a baseball

98. Mammon’s highest known rank in the celestial realm within the game is a Throne

99. When Mammon was turned into a Test Name box he got used to it immediately, disappointing Beelzebub

100. Mammon died in season 4 for a few minutes but was brought back by Barbatos

#obey me shall we date #obey me mammon #obey me fun facts #obey me lucifer #obey me diavolo #obey me simeon #obey me solomon #obey me leviathan #obey me asmodeus

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pshcomforts · 5 months

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➳ we can’t be friends | psh. — requested

trainee!sunghoon x fem!reader (mentions of wonyoung from ive)

“just wanna let this story die, and i’ll be alright“

synopsis: you and sunghoon have been best friends for so long, but distance has grown between you two after he got with wonyoung.

warnings/content: written in third pov. miscommunication(?). confrontation. angst. unrequited love (kinda). open ending! reader actively avoids sunghoon, and gets closer to jake (bestie vibes only). sunghoon gets jealous (always). not proofread. cursing!

comments, likes, and reposts are appreciated :)

word count: 3.9k

a/n: message request. — this was kind of rushed, sorry :(

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current song playing: we can’t be friends by ariana grande

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺

1:05 ──────|───────────── -3:22

night had already fallen upon hybe building and y/n was still in the practice room, staying stuck on a few dance moves that had her frustrated.

“no this is not right..,” she grumbled to herself, sighing in defeat.

“you’re still here?” a voice bellowed from behind with a chuckle afterwards.

the girl quickly turned and was delighted with a smile plastered across her face.

“sunghoon!” she beamed. “what are you still doing here?” her voice squeaked, heart doing somersaults in the sight of her handsome friend.

“i should be asking you that question.” he grinned ear to ear as he watched his best friend continue to try and catch her breath.

“you’re practicing so late, y/n. you know that’s not good,” sunghoon frowned. “trainer kim’s already gone for the night.”

she rolled her eyes at his little scowl. “i know, i know.., i just really wanted to get this dance move down.”

hoon shook his head at her words before handing her an icy, cold water bottle. “well cool down, won’t you? i have good news.”

her heart slightly clenched in response. what could be such good news at midnight?

y/n gave a quiet nod and he shyly smiled to himself.

it couldn’t be, could it?

her body was tensing with every second he let pass by in his utter motive to irk impatience.

“sunghoon!” she fumed, nudging his shoulder back in slight frustration.

the male laughed in return, fangs flashing to make her a blushing mess as he uttered, “sorry, sorry! i just wanted to build it up!”

her eyes playfully rolled as he continued.

“wonyoung and i are finally going out! you remember her, right?”

remember her? yeah.

how wouldn’t she remember such a pretty girl like her?

the way that starship trainee mindlessly talked to sunghoon, swooning him with her simple words that already had him flustered.

heck, wonyoung did what y/n couldn’t — and that was leave the friend zone.

everything else he chattered on about afterward almost deafened in y/n’s ears. she couldn’t feel anything but her heart that shattered into a million pieces. every small shard striking her by the vein in her blood, giving a numbing sensation in her hands.

“y/n?” he called, looking at her for approval. “what do you think?”

what did she think? why would that matter if he was going out with someone else?

“good..!” she mumbled, voice almost coming to a quiet squeak. “that’s good for you, hoon!”

“i was just with her and..,”

he kept going on and on, but she couldn’t bare to hear it.

how could she when she was in love with him? her best friend. her everything. her favorite person who she couldn’t call hers.

they went through thick and thin as trainees of hybe — experiencing everything big and small that’d always be celebrated upon.

and it wasn’t like she hated wonyoung. no, that gorgeous girl was too good for the world. how could she hate her?

but she knew she’d have to keep a distance.

she couldn’t do anything else but accept it anyway. besides, it was just the right thing.

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

about a month had flashed by before y/n knew it, and though it wasn’t the easiest, her and sunghoon weren’t as close anymore.

he spent most of his time with his girlfriend, ensuring her the best like a good boyfriend.

but even then, he’d still try to make plans with y/n — hinting at little cafe places to try, asking about convenience store runs, murmuring about plans to sneak out of the dorms for their weekly movie nights — but she always rejected.

she avoided him with every intention she had.

if he tried to talk to her, she’d adjust her attention to someone else.

if he tried to get a duo dance with her, she’d quietly ask the trainer to switch with another person.

sunghoon didn’t know if he did something wrong but he knew the energy was off between them, as if something drifted them apart.

and to make matters worst, she had gotten closer to jake — another hybe trainee in their friend group.

hoon didn’t know why, but he hated seeing them become an iconic duo. the way jake mindlessly stepped into his position as her designated best friend was throwing him off.

he hated it. every time he’d notice their interactions, he’d find himself clenching with a tense jaw and fisted hands.

but why?

the only excuse he could find to all of this stupid resentment he had towards the aussie boy was that him and y/n weren’t the same anymore.

not at all.

and it was confirmed once he heard little mentions of ‘weekly movie nights’ pass through his ears.

sunghoon rolled his eyes with a quiet scoff leaving his throat, hating how sour he turned in a quick second.

“uhm..,” jungwon cleared his throat. “are you.. okay?”

the members, excluding jake, turned to the boy who was undeniably burning holes at the two in front of him.

“sunghoon..?” jay poked, shifting his gaze to the oldest member.

heeseung knew not to mess with hoon when he was pissed, so when he turned his direction where the boy was staring at, he prayed a little for jake.

“you can’t be jealous,” the oldest one murmured with a pat to the latter’s back.

“what?” sunghoon spat back with an annoyed face. “why would i even be jealous? i’m with wonyoung.”

“right, so.. you can’t be staring at them that way.”

“what does it matter anyway? it’s not like she’ll talk to me.”

the other members chose not to comment afterward, letting hoon continue to glare at the two with soft sighs leaving them.

he hated what was in front of him.

how could he be okay with this? how could he even be feeling this?

the burning in his heart. the rage-filled eyes. the tensed-up jaw. the fuming curse words inexplicably forming in his head.

was it really jealousy?

no. can’t be.

‘can it?’ he quietly questioned to himself, looking at the ground before picking his head back up to glance at the two.

the way y/n loudly laughed and slapped jake’s arm like it was nothing. the way she’d make her usual disgusted look as instinct. the way her fingertips would unintentionally drag against his when he’d offer a water bottle.

fuck, he hated this.

was it possible to be jealous over a best friend like this?

‘but maybe i just miss how we used to be,’ he’d attempt to rationalize.

but even then, it boiled every bit of blood he had whenever he’d find his best friend and another close trainee giggling about whatever was talked about.

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

everyone was almost done for the night as they gathered into a huge circle with breath pants heard in the room, many still wheezing from practice.

“so,” niki gasped, body almost completely down on the ground. “movie night?”

a spark hit y/n’s heart when the suggestion was put out there, taking a small glance to sunghoon who already had his gaze on her.

his eyes softened once they met and it seemed to cry out for her — almost asking if she even remembered any of the memories they shared when it was a movie night, and it was just them.

and when it’d get late in the night, they’d fall asleep on each others shoulder, heads bunking against each others with quiet snores and aching backs from their positions.

then a blanket would “magically” fall over them, causing the two to cuddle as platonic friends (who were obviously in love with each other).

but she couldn’t think that way.

not when he had a girlfriend.

still though, she couldn’t help but let her eyes stay on his a little longer than intended, eventually letting it linger onto every facial feature on him that she used to adore.

his moles, his fanged smile, his thick brows, his charming eyes — with her effort to avoid him, her heart beat more than it did before after re-loving his features.

but she turned away after feeling like a creep, shifting it to jake instead, who was smiling like a puppy with big eyes.

“yes, a movie!” she heard him beam.

best friend coded indeed.

a smile curled onto her lips as she heard each member chime in on their part to agree.

“i’m in,” sunghoon’s aggressive voice uttered.

the rest of the members turned to y/n with pleading eyes — “what about you?”

she took a gulp. she wanted to reject after finding out that he’d be there but they were all still friends.

“um..,” she croaked, chewing her lips while avoiding eye contact from the boy she was still in love with.

“oh come on! you and sunghoon used to always have secret movie nights with just the two of you!” niki yelled in defense, causing a loud smack to be thrown at him from jay.

it was awkward and quiet given that everybody knew the two used to be inseparable.

a tense chuckle erupted out of y/n while she only scratched her head.

“yeah we did..,” she admitted. “but i don’t know, they’ve become more strict with where we go now.”

“we’ll be finee!” sunoo tried to deflect.

a few more pleadings happened here and there, eventually leading y/n to quietly fume out a — “fine.”

the six members cheered in delight while sunghoon hid his smile. he was finally going to spend some time with his best friend.

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

as the members happily walked out of the practice room, hoon was left alone, staying behind to clean up just a little more — unbeknownst to the fact that y/n had accidentally left her jacket in the room.

she walked back with quiet curse words in her head, hating to have to go back and forth.

when she walked in, she unexpectedly found sunghoon staring right at her with fluttered eyes.

“oh..,” she murmured, body tensing in seconds.

“hey…,” the boy replied, shoving his hands into his pockets with a slight sigh of relief. he was finally alone with her and his heart was melting at the fact that it was only them now.

“you forget something?”

his thick brow raised in question, causing y/n’s stomach to flood with butterflies. she gulped and nodded before forcing her feet to move to her jacket — which was close to him.

“yeah..,” she awkwardly laughed. “i forgot my jacket, but i’ll see you there!”

✩ ‘i don’t wanna tip toe, but i don’t wanna hide’ ✩

she attempted to leave but the pull on her wrist struck her back to the same spot as earlier.

y/n felt the grip of his hand softly tighten, careful to not be too rough in how he held her.

“y/n, talk to me.”

his husk voice rang in her ears, sending alarming signals throughout every part in her body as she shivered.

“what do you mean?” the girl tried to deflect, hating the sudden confrontation.

✩ ‘but i don’t wanna feed this monstrous fire’ ✩

“you know..,”

a lump was caught in her throat and she couldn’t get it past her to swallow it down.

“we’re gonna be late, sunghoon, we should go.”

her body faced the door, turning her back on him to finally leave the scene when his voice stopped her — “are you gonna keep avoiding me?”

y/n’s heart dropped. “no..,” she mumbled back with a lip bite. “we’re fine.”

“you haven’t talked to me in weeks, we’re not fine and you know it.”

when she turned to face him, she found the boy to strike her with unforgiving eyes that had tears almost taking its fall.

she hated that she was the reason for his obvious pain, but they were friends, why would it hurt him?

a sigh left her throat as she scoffingly smiled. “you’re with wonyoung now, can’t we just focus on that?” she tried to attempt another lip curl to uplift the mood, but sunghoon wasn’t buying it.

“no, you’re my friend and i want to know why you’re not talking to me the way you used to.” his brows furrowed and a slight eye roll was taken as he thought back to her and jake laughing to themselves.

he watched her carefully for any readable expression but she only kept her gaze down.

“friend?” she softly reiterated. “that’s all i am to you?”

this time, it was sunghoon who froze in his stance. “what?” his eyes blinked repeatedly. “what are you talking about?”

his grip accidentally loosened and y/n felt it, taking the chance to slip out of the hold and say, “nevermind sunghoon, it’s nothing.”

“it’s not nothing if you can’t tell me.” he grumbled, feeling slightly irritated at her lack of communication.

“drop it.”

she walked towards the middle of the room, allowing him to catch up while uttering — “no, tell me.”

“it’s nothing.”

“y/n.”

his lips firmly pushed together as he expressed a disappointed reaction at her.

“let it go, it’s not important.”

“so then just tell me.”

they went back and forth, voices overlapping and echoing over each others.

“sunghoon, enough!” y/n exclaimed, pushing his chest back. “it doesn’t matter anyway so what’s it to you?”

hoon clicked his tongue. “i know you’re purposely avoiding me but i honestly can’t think of what i’ve done, so i’m just gonna ask this once.”

he sighed before continuing, “why are you avoiding me? did i do something to upset you?”

✩ ‘i didn’t think you’d understand me’ ✩

he leaned himself a little closer to her, causing the girl to softly back away with blushing cheeks. she hated how much her heart still lit up at every small thing he did.

“no, i’ve just been busy…,”

sunghoon scoffed, disbelief clear in that puff of air as he continued to gaze at her. “don’t try that with me, y/n. i know you, and i know you don’t like to talk when something bad happens, so what happened?”

“hoon, enough, please.”

she picked her head up to peer back at him with pleading eyes, but he couldn’t stop. he had to know.

“no.” he firmly spoke with a soft sigh. “you can’t get out of this because i need to know.”

y/n picked up on the way his eyes quickly watered. though he tried to hide it and look composed, she still couldn’t help but notice the tears that built up around.

“why?” she exhaled a breath of hers. “why do you need to know so badly hoon?? we’re just friends.”

‘friends’ — she hated how she had to confirm that to herself.

“exactly.” sunghoon spat. “you’re my friend, you’re the one i go to about wonyoung and other things, and now you’re so suddenly close with jake. what even is that? you’re here, but why aren’t you here for me?”

is that all she was to him?

her heart shattered, and all she wanted to do was clench onto the pain. she bit her lip as she responded, “jake has nothing to do with this, he’s only been close with me because of his interest in my friend. even then, you don’t need to know this. you’re in a relationship now, there are limits that i’m not gonna cross because you should be telling wonyoung this, not me.“

she paused, clenching her teeth to bite back the tears that were close to streaming. “i’m not your girlfriend. i’m not.. your girlfriend.” she repeated, letting the second sentence bring her back to reality.

there was a flicker in his eyes once she confirmed it — like his gaze shifted from what was once stern to a softer stare.

but he stayed quiet for a while, unsure of what to say.

tension filled the air, and it was beginning to suffocate y/n with how awkward and tense it was.

“i missed you, did you know that?” sunghoon croaked in the silence, lips faintly curling. “i missed you, and i missed how we were. what did i do that made you not talk to me anymore? because whatever it was, i’m sorry.”

he didn’t get the message, and he still wasn’t understanding.

the boy continued to go on and on, apologizing for whatever he did that could possibly upset her.

“sunghoon-“ but he kept blabbering.

“sunghoon-“ but he couldn’t stop thinking about what he did wrong.

“sunghoon!” she finally bursted, finally catching his attention.

he let his gaze fall on her and she heaved her chest in fear, feeling her legs become limb.

“i..,” her voice trailed off, stopping herself to not say the three words thats been stuck in her head. “i can’t be friends with you.”

her heart shriveled at the words that left her mouth. she didn’t know what’d spew out, but once it echoed in the room, she couldn’t take it back.

“what?” hoon softly murmured, taking small steps closer to her.

his face was close enough that she could feel his breath hit her skin, but not too close where his lips could ghost over hers.

“why?”

y/n’s gaze fell down to his lips and watched how it trembled. he was hurt.

her head was still drooped low until his finger hooked under her chin, bringing it up so they could lock eye contact.

“tell me.” he softly whispered, softened eyes indicating that he wanted to hear the truth.

the girl didn’t do anything, letting silence take over once more before a phone buzzed in the room.

the two snapped out of it, turning their attention towards the device and seeing the contact name of jungwon pop up.

‘are you guys coming? what’s taking you guys so long? ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ’

a sigh escaped from y/n’s lips as she finally backed away.

once the jacket and the phone was in her possession, she found sunghoon already close to the door.

he gave the cold shoulder, eyes faintly giving a glare towards her, but she still found a hint of her best friend in there.

he scoffed a little before leaving the practice room to herself.

right, she said they couldn’t be friends.

she sighed as she held herself back longer than intended so she wouldn’t cross with him, soon leaving to jay’s place right after.

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

as the night progressed further and y/n finally arrived not too long after sunghoon did, their movie night eventually begun.

the film was decided upon a vote, clearing it to be a horror movie, as always.

a few members situated themselves on the ground while others sat on the couch — including y/n who was comfortably by jake.

sunghoon stayed in the kitchen, gathering his snacks before approaching the group of idiots clustered into one.

“sunghoon hyung, i saved you a spot on the couch!” jungwon beamed, patting the cushioned seat though sitting on the ground.

the older boy grinned with a murmur of ‘thanks.’

but when he looked up at the people on the furniture, his heart slightly dropped. the girl who wasn’t his friend anymore was next to jake (like always).

he softly grumbled quiet curse words. was it jealousy again?

whatever. it wasn’t like he cared anyway. (he did)

✩ ‘you cling onto your papers and pens’ ✩

y/n was now squeezed between jake, who was all giddy about his current crush and sunghoon, who was her used-to-be best friend.

the film finally started and the lights were completely turned out for the full horror effect.

but the girl didn’t like horror movies. as much as she hated it, she couldn’t oppose to it with how much excitement thrilled the boys, so she forced herself.

or tried to force herself.

throughout the movie, she’d try to hide behind her hands, covering her eyes so she could only look at what she wanted to see.

sunghoon couldn’t help but linger his gaze over to her. he knew she didn’t like anything horror. heck, she used to scold him whenever he’d put it on to tease.

✩ ‘wait until you like me again’ ✩

watching her peek through her hands was adorable, and watching her quietly squeal at every small jumpscare was heart-throbbing.

wait. adorable and heart-throbbing?

was he going crazy?

he shook his head, hating that he slowly transitioned to this thinking.

the boy tried to change his attention back to the screen in front of him, but they’d still linger back onto her.

and of course she didn’t notice, her eyes were basically closed with how much she shielded herself away from the movie.

his heart always felt full at the sight of her. how could it not? the way she looked in desperate need to cling onto someone (him), and the way she was almost about to burst with how much horror movies bothered her.

he wanted to hold and comfort her, just anything for her to know that she shouldn’t fear such a thing, but as a friend right?

sunghoon chewed his cheeks in thought. how could he be thinking this when she stated she couldn’t be friends with him?

he sighed and forced himself to stare at the tv screen, hating the conflicting swelling in his chest.

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

when the movie ended, most of the members had knocked out.

the ones on the ground overlapped legs and arms with each others while jake took up half of the couch, leaving y/n to curl up into a ball and be slightly close to sunghoon.

the only one awake was hoon, chuckling as he turned off the end credits of the movie.

once he was comfortably situated in the tight space, he scrolled through social media, laughing about whatever until he felt a sudden bump on his shoulder.

sunghoon paused once he confirmed what he thought it was. he took a gulp, and turned towards the direction of the thunk.

the sight in front of him had his heart fluttering. he found y/n soundlessly asleep with her head set on his shoulder, quiet snores leaving her mouth as she unintentionally snuggled closer.

he missed this. all he could think about was how they’d fall asleep after their own movie nights, and she’d rest against his shoulder with their height difference.

he smiled to himself, lips stupidly curling at every memory flooding back. then he’d think about every little thing y/n would laugh about, every small detail about him that she made sure to remember, every single recollection that they shared together.

then he started thinking about her and her personality that was made match in heaven to suit him.

and eventually, it’d lead to her attractive features — her crooked smile, her eye smiles, her constant nose crinkles, her adorable habits that he loved to copy.

god, he looked like an idiot with how much he smiled to himself.

he didn’t even smile like this when he thought about wonyoung, but he loved her, not y/n.

then the trickling fear hit him.

panic spread across his face as he looked back at the sound-asleep girl next to him.

his heart was almost beating out of his chest once he realized it.

she was right. they couldn’t be friends.

✩ ‘i’ll wait for your love’ ✩

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꒰ ♡ ₊ ꒱ ⠀!⠀ AKAI ITO (01/02) ! ⠀"

(english)

₊˚⊹♡ synopsis: the feared king of curses Ryomen Sukuna is back among humans, and you didn't expect to get his attention.

₊˚⊹♡ trigger warnings: kidnapping, strong language, nudity, suggestive topics, Sukuna being slightly lovely with the reader, violence, Sukuna x fem!reader.

₊˚⊹♡ the song Sukuna keep playing is "Fantasia and Fuge in G minor, BWV 542 "The Great" by Johann Sebastian Bach.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓 and reasonably comfortable, when I found myself waking up suddenly, surrounded by the gloom of my room. A shiver ran down my spine, as if an electric current had suddenly manifested itself, and my senses sharpened, catching an indescribable sensation of an ominous presence that filled the space around me.

I opened my eyes in the darkness, trying to understand the origin of this inexplicable shiver. I raised my hand to the back of my neck, feeling how my hairs were standing on end, and a mist of uneasiness hung in the air, as if something malevolent had penetrated the boundaries of reality and was now hiding in the shadows. My heart quickened, not out of fear, but in silent anticipation of knowing what it was about.

With cautious steps, I slid my bare feet across the cold floor of my apartment, approaching the half-open window. Outside, the distant lights of Tokyo seemed obscured by an aura that even I couldn't explain, and the pulse of the normally vibrant city was drowned out by a sense of expectation.

My cell phone rang, on the bedside table, and I ran to answer it. It was very late, it was already past midnight. Who could it be?

It was my older brother.

━━ Did you feel it too?

We both asked at the same time.

━━ Yes, I did — I said to him.

━━ I did it too… — Toji replied. ━━ Are you fine?

━━ I am... but this feeling is very strange… — I replied, placing my hand on my chest.

━━ Look, go to sleep, okay? You have to teach at Jujutsu High tomorrow, I promise you everything will be fine — my older brother sighed. ━━ Good night, little sis.

━━ Good night, big bro.

I really couldn't sleep that night. The sensation was bizarre, as if something was lurking, whispering in my ear and breathing heavily on the back of my neck.

The next day was cloudy — something very different for spring, which was being followed by sunny days with a beautiful blue sky. The skirt of my white dress fluttered in the breeze and I adjusted the sleeves of my denim jacket as I walked inside Jujutsu High. I saw Megumi talking to Itadori in the hallway, and I ran to the brunette, hugging him tightly.

━━ Megumi, my dear! — I hugged him tightly, bringing my hands to his face, holding his cheeks and making him look at me. ━━ Are you okay?

━━ Hi, auntie… — he was still a little embarrassed that I treated him like that in front of his friends. Because I look more like a sister than an aunt, despite being older, my appearance is youthful due to my nature. There are pros and cons of being a 22-year-old teacher. ━━ I'm fine and you?

━━ That's good, I'm fine too! — I looked to the side. ━━ Ah, good morning, Yuji!

━━ Good morning! — the pink-haired boy smiled happily. He thought the way I treated my nephew was cute.

Although Toji is not a present father in my little darling's life, there are two people he trusts immensely to take care of our little one: me and Gojo Satoru.

Talking about him, I heard the light-eyed sorcerer call me, adjusting his sunglasses.

━━ Does my favorite sorceress have some time for an important matter?

━━ Of course!

Now we were in the teachers' room, gathered near the coffee machine, next to Nanami who looked tense. It was difficult to see that “wall” express something, just like my brother.

I took a sip of the coffee with notes of caramel and vanilla essence that he had prepared for me.

━━ Everyone felt that way yesterday, right? — Kento cleaned the lens of his glasses.

━━ I woke up in the middle of the night. That's strange... it never happened... — just remembering it made me feel cold.

━━ Well, I think we already know... — Gojo bit into a sandwich, how can he eat at a time like this… ━━ That if everyone felt the same thing, late in the morning... it's because something really, really bad happened... so, I think…

━━ No!

The blonde and I exclaimed at the same time. We already knew what he was going to say, it's almost like an intuition.

━━ You don't even know what I'm going to say!

━━ Yes, we know — Kento crossed his arms.

━━ It is not a hypothesis to be ruled out!

━━ It's impossible, Satoru! Impossible! — I said.

━━ The impossible is just a matter of opinion when it comes to magic, my dear — the white-haired sorcerer had an important point.

Ryomen Sukuna had been defeated during the Heian era, centuries ago. At first, the sorcerers had the idea of sealing the curse on twenty fingers, but they disregarded this hypothesis, as they were afraid that it would be easy to bring him back in the future.

Therefore, the king of curses was mutilated, completely dismembered. Then, the sorcerers cremated his parts, one by one, and sealed them in individual urns, which were spread across different parts of the world. How could anyone have gotten all these urns and performed the ritual to get him back?

It would be a lot of work for a huge disgrace. Many rituals had to be done, innocent blood had to be spilled so that the ashes would materialize in parts of his body again.

Who wanted Sukuna alive?

If he returned, he would destroy the sorcerers. And, our death means the death of everyone, the death of humanity.

Now, I walk along the winding forest trail, surrounded by the shadows of the trees in this late afternoon. My mind is still restless, and what Gojo suggested earlier is haunting my every thought. I don't care so much about what will happen to me, but I need to protect my nephew, my brother and my friends.

The sparkling crystals I sought out for the purification ritual were a welcome distraction. The city was as restless as my head, and I felt it in my core.

While collecting the crystals among the roots and mosses, a strange sound broke the silence. A thunderous cry for help. I immediately dropped the crystals and ran away as fast as I could.

I was immediately petrified by the terrifying scene that my eyes captured. There was a dead man on the floor; unfortunately I arrived too late. His lifeless and completely bloodied body lay with his chest open and empty. I went closer to look at the hole.

━━ It couldn't have been a bear, there are no scratches... it was just a fatal blow to the chest…

━━ Well now... are you looking for this?

I heard a booming voice behind me, and I looked back. He was identical to Itadori, even the color of his hair, and was more muscular. Furthermore, there was something different in his gaze: cruelty. There were two extra eyes just below the ones already on his face, and he was a little taller. But it didn't have four arms.

Gojo was right, really, the impossible in the field of magic is just a matter of opinion.

I looked at the hand he offered to me, there was the man's heart, and it was pulsing a little. My reaction was to run as far as I could, and even then I could hear his evil laugh.

━━ Run, run and hide, bunny! Just don't let me find you!

Fighting Sukuna would be suicide, and suddenly I found myself lost in the forest. How can I? How am I lost in the fucking forest I've been wandering through my whole life? I know this place like the back of my hand

I was on the verge of having a panic attack, I ran as if my life depended on it — and it did — if I died, I wouldn't be able to protect the people I love. I sneaked between some trunks and trees, until I got close to a stream, where I could hide behind some rocks. The only thing I heard now was my heartbeat and the sound of water, along with some owls.

When suddenly, I feel a hand touch my shoulder.

━━ Oh, what a shame... I found you!

Sukuna's hands went to my hips, squeezing tightly as he tried to hold me in his lap. I struggled and screamed, it seemed like my powers were useless now, because when your emotions are shaken, your magic weakens. He didn't even tickle that son of a bitch.

━━ I love skittish women, you know that?

The blood on the cursed palms stained my white dress, which was now practically scarlet, and also stained my skin. Despite all my efforts, nothing worked, he ended up throwing my body over his own shoulder, while I continued to struggle.

━━ Look, I'm trying not to hurt you, but you're making things difficult, bunny.

He laughed sarcastically, I was a complete joke now. A sorceress from the Jujutsu Academy who couldn't protect herself, unfortunately my emotions still shook me a lot and this made my techniques difficult.

I looked at the ground, seeing some footprints that the tallest one left. What would become of me now? Was he going to kill me? Swallow me alive?

My eyes were starting to tickle a little, as if an invincible sleep was ravaging my eyelids, which became increasingly heavy, until I sighed one last time, and fell into a deep sleep.

[...]

I woke up in a daze, with my senses deadened by the oppressive darkness that enveloped me. My mind tried to comprehend the situation while my body remained still, I felt something around my wrists, a cold material. The feeling of being captive, enclosed in darkness, left me with severe restlessness.

I then sat down, on what seemed like a very soft carpet, at the same time I heard the noise of the chains. I wish this was just a dream.

━━ Shit… — I sighed.

━━ Good morning, sleeping beauty.

I heard his harsh voice ring through the room, when the fireplace was lit, with its purple flames. Now the environment had become illuminated, and I could see better where I was. It looked like an old living room, perhaps from imperial times, with sophisticated furniture.

Sukuna was there, a few meters away from me, sitting in a leather armchair, wearing a black kimono and with his arms crossed. He smiled at me, like an idiot smiles when he knows he's won.

━━ What’s this? — I was still disoriented, it felt like I had hibernated. ━━ How long did I sleep?

━━ Just a few hours, relax.

━━ Where am I? What is this place?

━━ My palace. You're in my living room — he opened his arms and showed me the room.

I felt my head boil and whistle, like a pressure cooker, and if this were a cartoon, there would definitely be smoke coming out of my nostrils and ears. A tantrum was rising in me, and I could even feel my powers coming on, but it had no effect.

Instead, my left shoulder started to burn.

I groaned in pain and started panting. Until I looked to the side and noticed a mark on my skin, like a seal or something similar. Had he blocked my powers? For the love of the elder gods, someone kill me.

━━ Oh, my dear... you won't be able to use your powers, not here — he sighed, as if he was saying something completely casual. ━━ The more you try, the more the seal will burn, and as I'm sure you don't like feeling pain, I recommend stopping…

━━ You son of a bitch... — were the most sincere words I could come up with.

━━ Aww, this hurts... — he placed a hand on his chest after that insult.

━━ Honestly, I'd rather you kill me right away.

He laughed then, a strangely satisfying laugh, like someone who had just heard the best joke of the year.

━━ Kill you? No no. I have other plans! — He got up from the armchair and walked over to me. ━━ What would be the fun in killing such an adorable little creature like you?

━━ What are you going to do? Leave me here to decorate your living room? I'm pretty sure I'm not part of the decor.

━━ No, no... I just want company, you know? — he patted my head, as if I were a dog. ━━ I was gone for so many eras... and you were the first pretty face I saw. So I thought "why not bring her here?"

━━ That's ridiculous.

━━ Well, maybe it is. I don't care — he shrugged and walked to the room's huge door. ━━ We can play later, bunny. Now I have some important topics to solve as a king.

The moment he closed the door I started struggling and swearing. I was furious and felt like crap. How could I have fallen into his clutches? How did this happen?

Now look where I am! On the carpet in the living room of this huge palace where he lives, alone, chained, powerless and in the dark. If he swallowed me all at once, it would be a much more dignified death. But for him, it might be funny to see me suffer like this.

I tried to look at the windows, and saw that they were covered by long, thick black curtains.

The only source of light I had left was this fireplace with a purple flame. I stood up and noticed how dirty I was, with dried blood and the smell of iron that entered my nostrils. The chains were only attached to my wrists, and they were considerably long, they didn't keep me completely immobile.

I heard a voice whisper something inaudible.

I was surprised and remained silent, listening carefully to see if the voice said anything again. And so it happened, a shame I couldn't recognize it. However, I saw that the voice had come from the fireplace, so I approached it slowly. Were there any souls?

They said something again.

━━ What? — I whispered.

━━ Fresh soul…

By the gods, it's not possible.

━━ FRESH SOUL! — several voices said together, and then a hand came out of the fire and grabbed my ankle.

I screamed in surprise and tried to free myself, but to no avail, as another hand came to grab my other ankle. My body fell to the floor at the same moment, using as much strength as I had left so I could kick those hands and they let me go, while I clung to the carpet. I managed to kick some of them, however, then others came and grabbed my ankles, pulling me towards the fire.

I was being pulled by a legion of souls. Fighting was in vain, I no longer had as much strength as before.

━━ FRESH SOUL! FRESH SOUL!

That ghostly chorus scared me even more, so I had no other option:

━━ SUKUNA! SUKUNA!

I screamed, desperate, and in a few seconds he appeared. The door to the room was slammed against the wall when he stormed in and shouted at them.

━━ RELEASE HER NOW!

The souls obeyed and released my ankles, while Sukuna snapped his fingers and made the chains disappear. He bent down and picked me up, holding my legs and my back. He didn't hold me sloppily like he had in the forest, this time he was really careful, and that left me perplexed.

However, this experience was so scary that it made me cry with anxiety.

━━ Why didn't you just throw me in a fucking dungeon!?

━━ The palace is mine, I decide where I put you — he began to walk out of the room, heading into a vast hallway. ━━ Besides, there must be something much worse in the dungeon.

I remained silent, as I was in the grip of this powerful curse. The only thing I could do was accept my fate, and accept whatever it was going to do to me. I didn't have much of a chance to resist, because even though I'm without the chains, I still have the seal on my shoulder.

He continued walking a little further down the corridor, carrying me, until he reached a… room?

The walls were covered in dark velvet, in a shade of moss green and there were large crimson curtains, which adorn the large windows, leaving the light scarce and filtered, which gave me a feeling of seclusion. In the center is a colossal four-poster bed, ornamented with what I thought was gold and carved from dark wood.

Persian rugs covered the stone floor, and there was an ebony table next to it. In the far corner of the room was a fireplace that crackled softly, casting dancing shadows on the walls. After this experience with the cursed souls, I have a certain trauma, but apparently it's "common fire".

I also noticed one or two paintings on the wall, with images from Japanese folklore.

━━ Take a shower and it won't take long to go downstairs.

━━ Down the stairs? For what? — I questioned, as he placed me on the ground.

━━ You have to feed.

So, he closed the bedroom door and left me completely alone. I looked up from the bed and noticed a white kimono. I took it and went to another oak door, which was a bathroom.

There, I took a good shower to remove the blood from my body, and take a few deep breaths, while the warm water kissed my skin. I sighed heavily several times, thinking about how my family and friends were doing. Were they already looking for me? Does everyone already know that Sukuna is on the loose?

What if I never get the chance to see them again?

I should have had lunch with Toji more often, and I should have hugged Megumi harder and longer. A few tears rolled down my face when I thought about it, but I preferred to avoid dwelling on that thought. I dried my body with a red towel that was there and got dressed with my kimono, leaving the blood-stained dress on top of the marble sink.

Leaving the room, I paid attention to the large windows in the hallway. The sky was strange, like the end of a very cloudy day. I descended huge stairs that seemed to be made of ivory, adorned with red carpets that slid down the steps.

At the bottom of the stairs, he was waiting for me. His expression was friendlier than yesterday when we first met. He didn't have four eyes, nor a sarcastic smile.

━━ It is a little big, but from the looks of it, it fit — he said, looking at the kimono. ━━ Then I'll get you better clothes.

I nodded silently and followed him as he walked, heading to a huge dining room. All the rooms in this palace were certainly dark, with these chandeliers that provided very good lighting, but did not take away from the funereal air.

There was a huge dining table in that room, like those you see in huge banquets in medieval films. Sukuna felt on edge, and pulled out a chair next to me for me to sit on, and I did so.

━━ Then what you will do? Snap your fingers and make food magically appear?

He laughed softly and shook his head.

━━ You're smart, I appreciate that — he said calmly. ━━ What do you want to eat and drink?

I gave a description of some food and a drink, quite accurately, saying everything. And immediately, he snapped his fingers, making it appear on the table.

━━ Make sure you eat right, okay?

Was that a way for him to show that he cared about me or what? Because if he was trying to convey some credibility, he wouldn't succeed.

I thanked him shyly and began to eat quietly, while he remained next to me, with one elbow resting on the table, while one hand was supporting his face. His eyes watched me intently as I chewed and took subtle sips from the glass. It was then that I noticed a bracelet around the man's strong wrist; probably amethyst.

━━ Dessert time now?

He suggested, and in the blink of an eye, a slice of berry pie appeared on a small porcelain plate in his hand.

━━ What? Hm… of course, of course.

He picked up a silver fork and brought it to the slice, which was soft and juicy. Then taking it to my mouth. I was surprised and had no reaction for the first three seconds, until I finally accepted and ate it.

What's up with this guy? Is he doing what the witch did to Hansel? She fed him a lot until he was chubby so she could eat him.

Sukuna looked at me differently. I would say he didn't look at me as someone who would kill me, but with a certain appreciation. A certain compassion, perhaps. But, that silence was strange, so I decided to ask:

━━ Where did this bracelet come from? — I finished chewing some of what he had given me. ━━ I mean, it doesn't really fit your aesthetic.

━━ Not really, but I love it. I've been using it since the day I got it.

━━ Love? — I gently licked my lower lip, collecting the crumbs. ━━ I'm sorry, I can't imagine someone like you is capable of love.

━━ I didn't knew I had this ability either, until the woman in my life showed up — he said, taking another piece on his fork.

━━ Have you ever fallen in love? — now I was really perplexed.

━━ Unfortunately, yes.

From the tone of his response, I could guess that she had broken his heart.

━━ It must not have been a good experience, I'm sorry.

━━ It was a great experience — he gave me some more pie. ━━ But I fell in love with someone who was my complete opposite.

━━ Was that a long time ago?

He laughed softly.

━━ Since the Heian era. She was the sorceress of the imperial family — how strange to see him talking like that. ━━ Strong, smart, powerful, fucking beautiful…

As much as he kidnapped me and is harmful to humanity, I can't hate him. Why can't I hate him? It's all so confusing, he doesn't seem like the monster everyone says he is.

━━ Did she not return your feelings? — I ate the last piece that was left.

━━ It's a question I still ask today. Unfortunately, the doubt will be eternal, since she was killed and I couldn't declare myself.

━━ D-Dead? By the gods, by whom?

━━ For the damned Gojo clan... — I swear I heard his voice shaking with anger. ━━ They took her from me... all because of envy, since she was better than them in everything.

━━ Which clan was she from?

━━ Zenin.

Oh, an ancestor!

━━ It's my clan... — I ended up thinking out loud.

I didn't even have time to lose myself in my reverie, as I saw three young women entering the dining room. They were wearing very revealing clothes, exposing many parts of their bodies and they went laughing towards the pink-haired man, hugging him and kissing his face.

I cleared my throat in the most blatant way possible, making them look at me.

━━ Oh, these are…

━━ Concubines. Every king has them, and I know what they're for.

I got up from the chair and started walking away.

━━ Have fun with him, girls. Bye-bye!

I smiled at them without showing my teeth, they waved at me, while I turned my back and went as quickly as possible to the stairs. Why do I feel angry about this? It's something that goes beyond embarrassment, beyond simply thinking I'm getting in the way.

I was truly "upset".

I had a strange dream when I took a nap. This seal on my shoulder makes me "weaker" and makes me feel a little more drowsy, thanks to the damn restriction. During this dream, I was walking in a forest with beautiful Sakura trees, the cherry blossoms were blooming and it was night. The light of the full moon illuminated the place, it was peaceful.

I heard laughter in the distance and my feet guided me close to a beautiful stream.

I saw Sukuna from afar. In its original form. He was extremely tall, muscular and had four arms. His body was covered in a white kimono with some black patterns drawn on it. There was a woman with him, who had her back to me while I could see him... smile!?

━━ I think I should have made more bracelets, right?

The woman's voice was sweet, but I couldn't recognize it. Is this the woman of his life? The one he had mentioned in the dining room?

━━ Choose an arm for me to use, you have four options!

━━ I'll choose this right here!

And so I saw her putting an amethyst bracelet on him, the same bracelet he was wearing.

[...]

The next day, I woke up and opened the curtains in my room — the sky was cloudy and dark — and then went to make my bed. The kimono was a little wrinkled, since I only had that outfit.

The bedroom door suddenly opened, and it was him. Who else would it be, right?

━━ Good morning princess, I brought you new clothes.

He placed them on the bed, and I took a good look. The fabrics seemed to be of quality, but I had one condition to use them.

━━ If it's your concubines' clothes, I'd rather be naked.

━━ It's totally fine for me.

He crossed his arms and I froze. Did this idiot actually agree with this idea?

━━ What?

━━ Fine by me. It'll be even more fun that way.

As much as I don't like the idea, I can't show weakness. I immediately took one of my hands to the bow, which was on the back of the kimono, and pulled it so it could come undone. The bow came undone and the piece of clothing fell to the floor, leaving me completely exposed.

His eyes roamed over my skin, taking in every feature of me. Like he was taking a good look, to be able to memorize what I looked like naked. A gentle breeze came from the window, making me shiver, and I felt my nipples harden.

He laughed softly, a laugh of satisfaction that was extremely clumsy.

I curled up, dead with shame, trying to hide my body with my hands. Sukuna was only a few centimeters away from me, and I felt so vulnerable that it seemed like a lie.

━━ I'll get you some other clothes — he said, with a smirk, going to the bedroom door. ━━ Nice body, by the way.

I felt my face blush when he "breathed" this last compliment, before leaving the room. I sat on the bed and covered my body as best I could with the kimono, waiting for him to return with the new clothes.

He seemed to be ogling me at that time. My heart was racing, and my cheeks were still hot. I was a little shaky, due to the growing nervousness that was growing in me as I kept reliving this scene in my head.

Sukuna returned to the room minutes later.

━━ Here, I think it's your size — he handed me some folded black clothes. ━━ And, don't worry, it is not from the girls.

━━ Thank you... — I was going to get dressed, and I noticed that he was still there, but leaning against the wall and with his arms crossed. ━━ You can go, I'll be right there.

━━ Nah, I feel good here — he smiled mischievously. ━━ Don't worry, you have nothing to hide from me.

I swallowed, and went to get dressed, feeling his eyes on me. I had panties, a dress and socks that went up to just above my knees. I put on the panties, sliding the underwear down my legs and then picked up the dress. It looked short — and it really was — with a slightly more accentuated waist, like a corset, and delicate straps, and I also put on socks, since walking barefoot on that stone floor was horrible.

━━ Don't you think... the dress is a little short? — I pulled the skirt down a little, seeing that it barely covered my ass.

━━ No, I think it's perfect — he motioned for me to go through the door first, and so I did.

As we walked down the hallway, I heard him laugh softly and felt his eyes fixed on my ass as I tried to pull down my skirt several times.

Apparently I would be alone all day, as he had said he had "important tasks". He also said that I could freely walk around the palace, except for the fourth and fifth floors. I said that I understood everything and that I would not break any rules.

But when he left, I went up the huge staircase until I reached the fourth floor. Unfortunately, when I was about to go further down the corridor, I was stopped. There seemed to be an invisible wall that wouldn't allow me to proceed.

━━ It must be because of that restriction seal — I grumbled as I looked at my own shoulder.

With no other options left, I went down the stairs and "adventured" to the second and third floors. The first floor was where there was the dining room, the kitchen, the main hall, and what appeared to be a wine room.

On the second floor, there was my bedroom and three others, next to the living room in which I had been trapped at first, and a treasure room, with mountains and mountains of gold, jewels, chests, etc. That room was so bright that it seemed to have irritated my eyes.

On the third floor I saw a music room, a painting room and especially a huge library, which is where I entered without thinking twice.

The space is vast and lit by antique chandeliers, whose flames flicker gently, casting dancing shadows on the shelves full of books. The walls are covered in dark wood panels, decorated with intricate carvings that represent mythical creatures, or something very similar. The shelves are made from the same dark wood, displaying an impressive collection of perfectly aligned, leather-bound volumes, from the finest books to grimoires.

I noticed a reading table decorated with upholstered chairs. There were two or three grimoires on top of it, next to an old map made of yellowed paper.

At the end of the library there was a spiral staircase that led me to a mezzanine adorned with colorful stained glass windows, which filter daylight in hypnotic patterns throughout the room, what's more, the air is full of various incense. I think I could stay here for the rest of my life.

I didn't take any books from the shelves, I preferred to read one of the ones on the reading table that I had seen before. I sat comfortably in the chair, and the moment I opened it, a page fell out. It wasn't from the book, it was on cream paper that had something written on it.

He said "my greatest curse is being in love with someone I can't have."

That could only be Sukuna's handwriting, and deep down I felt sad for him. Just remembering the way he talked about her yesterday, I could imagine how broken his heart was. Was I really feeling compassion for him?

There could just be something wrong with me.

[...]

After spending the whole afternoon reading a book of spells and seeing which ones I knew, and which ones I wanted to learn, it was starting to get dark. He still hadn't come back, and I was starting to get bored.

Well, he didn't say anything about me not being able to cook, right?

I left the library and went to the stairs, hurriedly going down and going to the kitchen. It's incredible that he had so much stuff in that pantry, but he didn't cook. Was this all laziness or what?

I remembered something my mom used to make for me: cupcakes. When I was a child, it was very common for the house to always smell like these cookies. It was something I also did for my nephew and brother when I had free time.

Are they okay?

I didn't want to think too much about it and went to prepare the ganache first so I could let it cool while I prepared the dough. The dough was vanilla, and there were even fresh cherries for me to put on top, along with the whipped cream.

Almost everything was ready, the cupcakes were in the oven and the ganache was cooling.

━━ What are you cooking? — I felt Sukuna's cold fingertips slide down the back of my neck.

━━ You don't know how to arrive in a conventional way, do you? — I got goosebumps and complained, looking back and seeing him with a mischievous smile. ━━ It's a vanilla and chocolate cupcake.

━━ The smell is great.

━━ Thank you, wait until you eat. Or do you only eat humans?

He laughed, and I could see that I caught him by surprise.

━━ I eat normal things too.

The cupcakes were finally baked, and now I had removed them from the oven so they could cool on the counter. I sat on top of it.

━━ Now I have to wait for it to cool before I can fill it.

━━ Do you get burned by this? — he mocked.

━━ No, but the restriction seal leaves me vulnerable to these “ordinary human” problems.

━━ If you behave properly, I'll remove him.

He started opening the dumplings with the knife and holding them with his hand. I laughed softly.

━━ For what? For me to kill you?

━━ It depends, if it's to have you on top of me, I think it's worth it.

I felt my face heat up again, as it had earlier when he saw me naked. What is it about him that can disconcert me so easily? I even seem to like him.

━━ Aren't you going to fill it with me?

━━ Of course, I will.

I took a deep breath and got down from the bench, with an awkward smile, trying to hide how embarrassed I was.

If somebody told me that I was going to fill cupcakes and eat with Sukuna in the kitchen of his palace, I would bet all my money that it was a lie. But apparently fate had different plans for me.

━━ It tastes spectacular! Congratulations, cupcake! — he said, biting another piece of the cupcake he had in his hand.

━━ Why did you call me cupcake and not princess or bunny this time? — I looked up at the tallest one.

━━ Because you're not defenseless and fragile like a bunny — he continued. ━━ But, you're certainly cute, pretty and delicious like a cupcake.

I had nothing to answer. Now, I'm sure he realizes how he leaves me and does it on purpose.

━━ Then go upstairs and take a shower. I put pajamas on your bed, see if it fits.

━━ Don't tell me it's tiny and short like that dress.

━━ I think I've reached my perversion limits for today, relax, covers everything.

When I went to my room, I took a shower with that wonderful warm water and got dressed in the pajamas he had left for me. It was a delicate white nightgown, with thin straps and a low waist. The fabric was probably silk, judging by its comfort and texture.

The ends of my hair were a little wet, but my skin was fresh and I felt clean and light.

As I looked at myself in the huge mirror, I heard music. A melody coming from some instrument, I was sure it was coming from upstairs and it was probably Sukuna in the music room. Somehow, those notes were mesmerizing me and my feet guided me through the palace to there.

I reached the door of the music room and stood there, silently watching as he was engrossed in his melody. He was sitting in front of the majestic organ, with his skillful fingers dancing over the keys, producing an enveloping harmony that filled the space with powerful, funereal notes. The golden light from the chandeliers was reflecting on the polished keys of the instrument.

As I listened to the majestic music, I felt a strange wave of emotion and non-existent nostalgia invade my mind. The musical notes resonated inside my head, as if I had heard this melody a million times, but in reality it was the first time. I couldn't explain it, but it was as if this song was important to me, as if it had marked me.

Tears welled up in my eyes, sliding silently down my cheeks as I relived ghost memories. It was a feeling of belonging and knowledge. The melody Sukuna played was more than just a sound; it was like an enchantment that created a bridge between the present and a past that I was simply unaware of.

I stayed there until the end, listening note by note, and when he played the last one, he sighed and passed his hand over his face, as if he were thoughtful. He looked back and saw me, his expression went from relaxed to worried in a matter of milliseconds.

━━ Hey Hey! Princess, are you okay? Why are you crying?

He came to me because I just couldn't stop crying.

━━ You... you played this song for me, Sukuna... you played it... — I cried more and more, my mind was wandering, I felt out of my depth. ━━ I-I remember…

I felt his hands on my arms, holding me to try to calm me down while I only knew how to feel sad, and at the same time with this false nostalgia that hit me with the same force as a wave on the beach on a rough tide day. I was losing strength, feeling a strange headache.

If it weren't for him, I would have fallen to the ground, as I ended up fainting.

[...]

𑁍ࠬܓ 𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄¹: I adapted and changed many things in the anime's lore to adapt to this, but I hope it's understandable. By the way, Toji and the reader are brothers only on their mother's side.

𑁍ࠬܓ 𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄²: I'm already writing the second part and there will be smut.

XOXO, kisses that taste like blood o negative, see you next time little bats 💋

— brazilian-vampyra, 2024.

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The sirens task (Reader x Theodore Nott)

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Rain tapped gently against the glass. Staining it as drops slowly dripped down. The room silent. Mattheo stood by the window watching his own blurred reflection in the glass. When focusing on the outsides, he saw the black lake. Lorenzo sitting on his bed fidgeting with his fingers. On the bed across from Lorenzo’s laid Theodore down.

Staring mindlessly at the ceiling. Lorenzo glanced at the golden egg positioned on Theodore’s nightstand. The egg that contained the sirens song. A song from deep below the surface. It’s warning clear as day. Theodore would have to venture into the darkest depts of the black lake. To retrieve something stolen from him.

Normally Lorenzo would be the one boost up his confident. To strike his ego with overconfidence that Theodore would win the second trial with his eyes closed. Yet it wasn’t the case. He had no words of confidence. No smugness inside of him to gloat. Nothing. Not even a silly comment to make the boys laugh.

The Triwizard tournament was no joke. It all became clear after the first trial. Theodore barely made it out alive. His dragon vicious and out of control. Burning and scorching the place. It’s fiery breath brewing a warmness in the arena.

The second task awaiting at his door. He felt like going up an endless stairway. Where each step felt like taking him back. Each step a plunge in the darkness, hoping their would be another step. Hoping the stairs would go on before he’d miss a step and fall into nothingness. The sirens song clear in his head. Echoing warningly. He barely made it out alive the first task.

He took a deep breath with a heavy weight on his chest. Mattheo wiped his hand hard across the glass. Spreading out the dew that had formed from the coldness outside trying to creep in their room. His action made Lorenzo look concerned up to him. Mattheo looked daringly at him, daring him to say something about his behavior. Theodore exhaled loud rolling over to his side.

Mattheo and Lorenzo catching it. – “It’s…it’s just another task…” – Lorenzo spoke trying to sooth it. – “In the bloody black lake!” – Mattheo cursed at him. – “Whatever the task is Theo will succeed!” – Lorenzo called out moving his posture up. – “He’ll curse any creature trying to come his way.” – Mattheo laughed mockingly.

Lorenzo’s cheeks bloated with anger, ready to spew his words out. – “Enough.” – Theodore sighed out. The two of them stared, keeping their tongue still. Mattheo moved to his bed, getting under the covers. With one final blow, he blew the candle out, darkening the room.

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Theodore looked over his shoulder while going up the hill. – “What’s the matter?” – Lorenzo asked curious. – “Nothing…” – Theodore responded looking back forwards. – “I… I just thought to see Y/n… I haven’t seen her all morning.” – he spoke with a deep sigh. – “I’m sure she is already up ahead.” – Mattheo spoke walking at his left. – “You’ll see.” – Mattheo grabbed Theodore by his shoulders, pushing him slightly faster up the hill. – “Good luck Theodore.” – a girl expressed while running past him.

Theodore only provided her with a half hearted smile. The boys in front of them turned around hissing like a snake to show their support. It made Mattheo roll his eyes. Up ahead were Durmstrang boys cheering loudly for Victor. Behind them he could hear girls chatter in French, the beauxbattons. – “Potter stinks!” – a boy shouted as he came running past Lorenzo. Lorenzo laughed loud.

Theodore sighed deep at how ridiculous that was. Up the hill he noticed Professor McGonagall stand by some boats. – “Oh mister Nott.” – she called out, hurrying him over. Theodore broke free from his friends, walking over to her. Harry was already sitting in the boat with Victor and Fleur. – “We’ll see you in a bit.” – Mattheo spoke with a warm hand on his shoulder. – “Knock ‘em dead.” – Lorenzo whispered encouragingly before leaving with Mattheo.

Professor McGonagall gestured at the boat as Theodore got in. He sat himself beside Victor, rubbing his sweaty palms over his knees. – “Nervous?” – Victor chuckled out. – “No.” – Theodore responded hiding his hands. The boat set off on it’s own. Professor McGonagall standing at the shore with a pained expression. As if she knew something. Theodore lifted his head up to try and look over Victor.

Slowly the passing students on shore grew smaller and harder for him to recognize. Yet he still wanted to make sure if he saw you. It was unlike you to not wish him well on his second task. Perhaps Mattheo was right, and you would be waiting at the platform for him. Cheering by their side waiting for him to dive into the water.

The boat came to a slow stop at a platform in the midst of the water. Fleur got taken out first, then Harry, Victor and last him. He immediately noticed Mattheo and Lorenzo amongst the crowd of watchers. Mattheo locked eyes with Theodore shaking his head. Still no sign of you. Theodore sighed lowering his head a bit. Something felt wrong or out of place, but he couldn’t place his finger on it.

Somehow he felt unlucky without getting a ‘do well’ from you. It was the only thing he was anticipating. Desiring to have. Some good words from you and a kiss against the cheek. That was all he wanted to feel invincible. Now he felt vulnerable and already at defeat. He took his place waiting for the mark to jump in the water. Bang! The shot was fired as Victor and Fleur dived into the water.

“Theo jump!” – Lorenzo shouted seeing how his friend hadn’t moved. Theodore shot awake, diving into the water right before Harry got pushed in. The water clasped around him like a cold shock before settling to warmth. Limbs floating he looked around. Nothing but seaweed and his vision clouded from the water. Theodore started swimming going deeper than he ever thought he would go.

He avoided the seaweed knowing it could strap him. Keep him in place to fail this task. The eerie silence of the lake made him feel tiny. Nothing but endless waters around him. Letting his hand ripple through the water, he could feel the gentle current. Diving deeper between cliffs filled with coral. Looking behind him he saw a school of fish swim with him. Surpassing him with the current’s flow. The water darkening the deeper he got.

He reached an area filled with seaweed he couldn’t go round. The last of the school of fish separating behind him. As if scared to go through. Theodore had no choice but to go through the seaweed. Gently he moved the plants aside feeling the roughness of them. At this point it wasn’t clear which way he needed to go. Furrowing his brows he heard the soft sirens song.

Guiding him like a beacon through the darkness. He swam further through the seaweed keeping a mindful eye behind him. From the corner of his eye he saw something. Causing him to stop briefly and see. Another person swimming through the sea of seaweed with him. Narrowing his eyes he saw that it was Fleur. She looked frantically behind her. Almost as if she was being chased.

She stopped and slowly turned. Then back again as he noticed something among the seaweed. Bubbles escaped Theodore’s mouth when he had opened it in shock. Fleur suddenly being dragged under as a stream of bubbles marked her absence. Hearing sudden noises made him look behind him. Only to be surpassed and knocked over by a siren. She swam so quickly by him it made him roll under water. Her voice screeching loud.

Theodore saw the last of her disappear between the garden of seaweed before the water stilled again. Knowing he was losing time, he started to swim again. Making his way out of the garden of seaweed. Before him in the darkened water emerging a gateway. Unknowingly he saw over to it, not knowing what to expect. He swam through the gateway coming at the ruins of a once lost palace. Sirens left and right watching him carefully.

Theodore’s eyes widened seeing four bodies float in the midst of the ruins. It made him hurry over wondering who they were. The closer he got, the more he recognized. His heart was already feeling it while his brain couldn’t follow yet. Till it finally caught up with him. His eyes wide in horror at the floating people. Amidst them you. Theodore screamed loud, air bubbles leaving his mouth. Moving his hands to the side of his face, he shuddered.

The sirens watched him as he screamed again in agony. His heart bleeding. He quickly swam over to you, holding his hands against your cold cheeks. – “No…no… please…” – he called out feeling an urge of anger. He turned around expression hardened. He pulled out his wand blasting at the ruins out of hatred. – “I’ll kill you!” – he shouted blasting at another ruin that crumbled into pieces. The sirens screeched loud as one came swimming over to him.

Pointing her trident against his throat. – “Stick to the task.” – she called out with a screech. Theodore turned his head seeing Victor swim over to Cho, taking her with him back to the surface. Theodore pushed her trident away swimming back to you. He fired a spell at the seaweed around your ankles, freeing you. Wiping his tears underwater he took a hold of your arm, pulling you up with him.

A small sea creature swam his way. Before it could reach him, had he cast a spell at it. With determination and anger he swam up to the surface. The second his head shot up from out of the water, he gasped loud. You gasped as well awakening from your slumber. Mattheo grabbed the bar with wide eyes. – “Is that Y/n?” – he called out.

Lorenzo joining his side to see for himself. – “Y/n!” – Theodore called out, wrapping his arms around you. You coughed loud wondering why you were in the water. Mattheo and Lorenzo had run down to the lower platform to assist Theodore and you out of the water. You swam with Theodore to the platform.

Mattheo hoisted you up as Lorenzo threw a blanket around you. Theodore got passed a blanket as well. Professor McGonagall approached him as he was more concerned with you. – “Congratulations on second place, Mr. Nott.” – she spoke as Theodore moved his arm around you.

“Piss off!” – he shouted at her, pulling you along with him. Mattheo and Lorenzo shooting her a glare. – “Theo… is the task already over?” – you asked getting led into a corner by him. – “I’m sorry I have missed it.” – you continued. – “Missed it?” – Theodore freaked out. – “Y/n you were the bloody task!” – he outed startling you. You instantly started to cry connecting the dots.

Professor McGonagall asking you over. The boat ride all alone with her, Ron, Hermione, and Cho. Then your mind was blank till you resurfaced with Theodore. He came closer wiping your tears away. – “I want to curse them all for doing this to you. For doing this to me. Y/n when I saw you down there… I lost it. I wanted to kill everyone.” – he confessed.

You jumped at him, pressing your lips against his. Theodore kissed your lips tenderly relieved to have you with him again. – “I’m right here.” – you whispered. – “Now never leave.” – he whispered back before kissing you once more.

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it’s a bad idea, right? - part 1: can’t two people reconnect

Jake “Hangman” Seresin x reader • inspired by sleeping with other people

Warnings: no use of y/n or physical description of reader except they have hair that can be tucked behind their ears, implied smut, this chapter is fine but future installments will be 18+

It’s finally here! Thank you to everyone for being so supportive and patient about this fic; I was dealing with some rough personal stuff and lost all my inspiration but it’s back now and I’m happy to be writing about everyone’s favorite cocky flyboy.

There’s something about a sticky summer night when you’re 22 that makes you feel more alive than you’ve ever been.

It’s the third bar that your new roommates have dragged you to tonight, there’s a cocktail sweating in your hand and the bass from the stereo thudding through your head. You’re not sure if the grin on your face is from the watching all of the wannabe cowboys go flying off the mechanical bull in mere milliseconds or from the possibilities of newfound adulthood laid out in front of you. In this moment, it’s hard to imagine that you were ever scared about moving halfway across the country — away from your family, your hometown and your high school sweetheart who always thought you’d move home after college — to Austin.

In this moment, you feel free. You feel invincible. You feel like this is a night you’ll remember for the rest of your life.

“Okay, the bar is a madhouse but I managed to get another round!” Anna shouts as she makes her way back to the table, tossing her long dark hair behind her before plopping the tray of shots down in front of you and your new friends. “And there’s a new rule!”

Everyone groans in unison; Anna loves to make up drinking games, handing out shots and beers with a new rule or bet that is guaranteed to leave someone embarrassed before the night’s over.

“Oh, stop. Shit like this is how we become lifelong best friends, trust me, I read about it online,” she fires back, rolling her eyes and handing shots to you and the three other girls at the table before taking one in hand. “It’s simple. Last one to finish their shot has to ride the mechanical bull.”

“Bitch, are you trying to kill us?” Erin asks, shooting a sideways glance at Katie, who’s eyeing up her shot glass like she’s trying to strategize the best way to drink it. The two of them are sisters — “Irish twins, it’s a whole thing,” Erin explained when you first moved in — are hyper-competitive and curse like sailors. You loved them instantly.

Your tiny hope of not being the one to end up on the bull dies when you look over at Taylor, who managed to throw back her tequila when nobody was watching. “What?!” she asks, curls bobbing in the bun on top of her head as she takes in everyone’s looks of confusion and frustration. “Anna never said we had to start at the same time.”

It’s like a starting pistol went off at the end of her sentence because before you know it, Erin and Katie are both biting into limes while Anna is swallowing down the liquor with a grimace. Shit.

You do your best to catch up but it’s too late. You, the girl who grew up nowhere near Texas and have never actually seen a bull in real life, are going to have to ride one in front of this entire bar.

Years later you won’t remember the details of the bet, how your friends whooped and hollered as you made your way over to the bull with shaky knees or how the operator took pity on you when you immediately slid off and offered you a second try. The song that was playing is lost to time, as is the actual feeling of riding the bull for a whole half second.

What you will remember, though, is sliding across the tarp to rest right by a group of athletic looking guys and the strong, tan hand that reached down to help you stand up.

You’ll remember the backwards Longhorns cap on his head, the way his green eyes flashed with amusement and the blinding white of his smile as he helped you to your feet, hand lingering just a moment too long in yours. You’ll remember the way it felt like someone had set off fireworks inside of you, fingers tingling where they touched his skin and your stomach swooping like you were on a roller coaster.

You’ll remember exactly what he said to you: “Well, that was definitely the most entertaining attempt of the night.”

You giggled, a little dazed by his chiseled features, by the way he seemed to only see you in that moment, by the force of his charisma.

“I’m Jake. What’s your name, beautiful?”

For a Thursday night, the Hard Deck was surprisingly packed.

The Daggers had managed to claim their usual spot by the pool table, but despite their cramped quarters they practically had to shout over the sounds of drunken sailors and the oldies blasting out of the jukebox to be heard. The table next to Bob was crowded with beer bottles, the bespectacled WSO having waved off Penny when she stopped by to clear them, promising the group would clean up after themselves. Natasha and Bradley were in the middle of some kind of dumb darts competition, being heckled by Bob and a tipsy Rueben, who had his arm slung around the former’s shoulders for balance.

Jake took in the scenery, smug grin on his face, before sinking his final pool ball with a flourish.

“And that’s game, gentlemen,” he said, turning to Javy and Mickey, who were shaking their heads with frustration.

“Can’t believe I let you talk me into betting against him,” Mickey sighed, shuffling through his wallet for a $20 bill. Javy just shrugged and threw a playful punch against his friend’s shoulder, before asking for a rematch.

“Let that be a lesson, Fanboy,” Jake chuckled, making a big show of examining the bill before pocketing it. “Never bet against Jake Seresin. They call me a golden boy for a reason.”

“Who’s ‘they?’ Everyone we know just calls you a dick,” Nat called out, making her way back to the table for her drink. Taking a look at the chaos on the table, she rolled her eyes before starting to gather up a handful of empty bottles. “C’mon, Fanboy. Help me clear some of these and I’ll buy you a beer to drown your sorrows in.”

He ran over to help, allowing Javy to slide over to Jake and elbow his buddy in the side.

“10 o’clock, there’s a whole table of pretty ladies. The blonde’s had her eye on you all night and her friend with the locs is crazy hot,” he murmured, as Jake took a subtle look over at the table in question. 5 or 6 women were crammed into a booth, and judging by the tiara on one of their heads, they were out celebrating a birthday. “Wingman?” the younger aviator asked, holding out his fist for Jake to bump it.

For a half second, he contemplated turning his best friend down.

It wasn’t like Jake wasn’t attracted to the blonde, who was, indeed making eyes at him from across the room. She was exactly his type, all bright smiles and smokey bedroom eyes, her curves and long legs poured into tight jeans. She had an air of confidence that made it clear she knew just how hot she was.

He knew that if he strolled over and gave her his best All-American smile and some of that Southern charm, he could probably win her over. They’d flirt and dance a bit and then he’d drive them back to one of their places, have some decent-to-excellent sex and he’d be asleep shortly after midnight.

It seemed fun. It seemed obvious. It seemed, quite honestly, a little boring to him.

Maybe it was because he turned 35 a few months ago and the idea of going home to his own bed after a night out was starting to seem more and more appealing to him. Maybe it was because he spent so much time trying to convince his fellow Daggers that he wasn’t a complete asshole that he didn’t want to risk them changing their minds again.

Or maybe he was just a little jealous.

Jake would see the way Rueben’s face lit up when he talked about his wife, how he would brag about every milestone his 3-year-old daughter was reaching. He felt awkward about his lack of wedding knowledge when a pink-eared Bob would ask the squad for their opinion on something for his upcoming nuptials. He’d try to ignore the weird sinking feeling in his stomach when he’d overhead Nat and Mickey picking out a restaurant for their weekly brunch double date with their respective girlfriends.

And despite the fact that he had spent most of his adult life doing whatever he could to avoid those kinds of situations, now he was starting to wonder if maybe … maybe he’d be a little happier if he had been able to settle down with someone of his own.

Oof. That thought made Jake’s chest tighten uncomfortably. So he pushed it down, smiled as wide as he could and first bumped Javy. “Wingmen for life, Coyote. Lead the way.”

If you had to spend one more minute squeezed up against this bar, wedged between a couple aggressively making out and a trio of rowdy Navy men who were trying to sing along to Queen, you were going to scream.

“Just come for a drink or two. This place is super chill for a Navy bar, I promise,” you muttered darkly under your breath, repeating the words your friend and new coworker had used to convince you to come out tonight.

Between a frantic weekend spent unpacking all of your belongings into your new studio apartment and a very long first week at your new job, all you had wanted to do was bury yourself under a blanket and watch Real Housewives until your brain melted out of your ears.

But you were trying to be more social. You wanted to focus more on your friendships. Do things that were good for you. That was the whole point of this move.

So instead, you were leaning so far over the bar top that you could feel the edge digging into your ribs, shouting a drink order at the (admittedly, very sweet and slightly overwhelmed) bartender. She had just placed the two beers and margarita you had asked for down in front of you when another hand appeared and tried to snatch them up.

“Hey!” you yelled, tossing the bills in your hand onto the bar as you reached up to catch the offender by the wrist before they made off with your hard-won drinks. “Asshole! Drop them, those are my beers! What the fuck?”

You swiped up the cocktail with your free hand, lest it meet the same fate and turned around to see what kind of absolute monster thought they had the right to steal drinks.

Annoyingly, he was beautiful.

Tall and broad, with sun-kissed skin and a blindingly-white smile, which held a hint of sheepishness as he realized that he had been caught red handed. There was something familiar about the way he ducked his head a little, before peering at you from beneath his eyelashes.

“Sorry about that, ma’am. I thought those were mine. Didn’t mean to steal from you,” his low, twangy drawl went right through you, settling warm and comfortingly in your stomach. “I’d offer to buy you a drink to make it up to you, but, well …”

Texas. That’s where that accent is from, you thought, instantly being transported back to your nursing school program in Austin. How many wannabe cowboys had spoken with that same drawl, trying to charm you and your friends during a night out? Not too many of them had succeeded with you, especially not after —

“Jake? Jake Seresin!?”

It had to be him. You’d know that smile anywhere, had seen those green eyes in your dreams for far too long after you both had moved on. He was bigger now, muscles more pronounced and jaw more defined, more of those cheeky smile lines creasing around his eyes. His voice was deeper too, some of his accent smoothed out after years in the military, but it had to be.

He swore under his breath, eyes widening as he made the connection as well. He practically whispered your name, as if it felt a bit rusty on his tongue, but the second you nodded, he repeated it louder, warmer, like he was slipping back into his favorite jacket.

“Shit, how long’s it been?” Jake wondered aloud, looking you up and down as if to make a note of every infinitesimal change that had occurred since you last saw each other. “You look amazing, darling. Beautiful as ever.”

You rolled your eyes but felt your cheeks heating up at his compliment. Jake always had a way of making you feel like the most special person in the room — but then again, he made everyone feel that way, as you later found out. “You look good too, Seresin. Like a proper, respectable Navy man,” you concede, though the words don’t sound nearly as begrudging as you hoped.

You’re rewarded with one of those thousand-watt grins and for a second, you’re back in a Texas dive bar, flirting with the most handsome man you’ve ever seen to the tune of some cheesy country-rap remix.

“I am good,” Jake promises, eyes locked on yours, and you think he might be back there with you, leaning up against the jukebox, the floors sticky under your feet. “I don’t know how respectable I am, but I am definitely good.”

His voice drags out that sentence, low and flirtatious, and butterflies fill your stomach the same way they did all those years ago. You can practically feel the ghost of his big hands on your hips, your lower back, caressing your cheek as the world disappeared around you that night, just the two of you creating your own little world in the corner of that dingy bar. Your lips part — to say what, exactly, you’re not sure — and you see his eyes drop to them for just a moment before —

The woman behind the bar calls out “Hangman!” with a tone of voice that makes it clear that it’s not the first time she’s said it and you both startle and turn to see her holding four bottles of beer out towards Jake, a look of exhaustion on her face. He jumps forward to take them, apologies pouring from his lips and he pointedly shoves several bills into the tip jar in order to earn an eye roll and a small smile from her. Two sweating bottles in each hand, he turns back to you and almost seems a bit relieved that you’re still standing there. (As if you’ve ever been able to walk away from him.)

“I have to drop these off with my friends,” Jake says, nodding to a table somewhere behind you, “And you should probably get those drinks to the people who sent you over here. But do — do you wanna catch up? There’s a deck out back with some tables, it’s usually pretty quiet this time of night.” He waits for you to nod, before pressing a quick kiss to your cheekbone. “I’ll meet you in five minutes.”

With one more charming smile, he’s off into the crowd and — not for the first time in your life — you’re left speechless and a little stunned, staring after Jake Seresin.

You’re not sure if the goosebumps on your arms are from the chill of the California evening or the way that Jake hasn’t stopped staring at you since he joined you outside on the deck. You shift slightly against the wooden bench of the picnic table, overwhelmed by the intensity of having all of the blonde’s attention on you again for the first time in a decade.

“So …” you begin, and your voice seems to startle Jake out of his thoughts slightly. “You’re a California boy now? I never thought you’d ever leave Texas.”

He grins and shakes his head slightly. “Well, when Top Gun calls and offers you a permanent station, you’d be a fool not to accept. And not to brag, but they do only offer that to the best of the best.”

“Please, Seresin. You love to brag,” you fire back, watching those green eyes sparkle with mischief.

“Well, it’s not bragging if it’s the truth. And the truth is, darling, that I am one hell of a pilot.” Jake takes a swig from his beer, before leaning a bit closer into you, like he wants to study your reactions. “What about you? What brings you out to sunny San Diego?”

“New job,” you say shortly, shrugging your shoulders as nonchalantly as possible. “Moved from the ICU to the ED, so I figured a change of location would go well with a change of pace.”

Your smile doesn’t quite meet your eyes and you hope he can’t tell. There’s no reason to tell your ex — boyfriend? Fling? — whatever that you followed a guy out here, especially since that whole — relationship? Affair? Complete and utter heartbreaking disaster? — situation crashed and burned almost immediately.

“Mmhmm,” Jake says, as if he can tell that’s not the whole story, and he takes another sip before seemingly deciding to let you off the hook. “And what did you boyfriend have to say about moving halfway across the country? Or did someone manage to finally lock you down after all these years?”

There’s a small, sinking feeling in your stomach as you think about the real reason you moved here for a brief, heartbreaking second.

“No boyfriend. No husband, either,” you say, wiggling your left hand at him in order to illustrate your point, and clock the way his eyes almost look relieved by the sight of your empty finger. “What about you, Seresin? Where’s your sweet, Southern wife?”

He laughs, a little cocky but a little hollow at the same time. “You know I don’t really do commitment, darlin’,” he jokes and, boy, do you, nights of watching him flirt with other girls while you pouted in the corner of the bar flashing in your brain. You take a long swallow of your beer — just like you used to swallow down your pride back then — and roll your eyes at him.

“I swear, you look exactly the same when you roll your eyes like that,” Jake says, his smile softening around the edges. “Nobody ever managed to make it quite as cutting as you.”

“Nobody’s ever been quite as annoying as you,” you fire back, but there’s no real heat behind it. Jake’s eye light up like you just gave him a compliment rather than pointing out that he knew exactly how to press your buttons when you were younger.

“I seem to remember you used to like it when I was able to make your eyes roll. Or, at least, when I could make them roll back into your head …”

You sigh, doing your best not to let on how much that comment made your face heat with decade-old memories of you two tangled up in your sheets. “There it is …” you begin, but he just leans into you a little more, those green eyes traveling all over your face as he speaks.

“I’m just reminiscing, that’s all. Can ya blame me? You’re still so beautiful …” Jake responds, one hand reaching out to gently tuck some of your hair behind your ear. His fingers brush against your cheek as he pulls away and you hope you can explain away the goosebumps that erupt on your skin as a product of the ocean breeze. “And I spent a lot of time trying to get you all worked up back then. Force of habit.”

You could give into it.

Allow the sheer force of Jake’s charisma and good looks to carry you away on a wave of old memories. The chemistry that always fizzled between you is clearly still there, the butterflies that have laid dormant in your stomach all this time just waiting for an excuse to be let free once again. It would be easy.

And it would be good — you two had always been good at the physical stuff. He was so gorgeous in so many ways and surprisingly generous when you were in bed. (Jake always took pride in being the best of the best, after all).

But once you woke up tomorrow morning, after all of the awkward goodbyes and the promises to call, then what? Jake Seresin doesn’t commit; he made that clear.

And you were still bruised from your last mess of a relationship, your heart feeling tender and aching in your chest most days. There’s no way that this doesn’t end the same way it did a decade ago, with you sobbing uncontrollably and Jake moving on to the next beautiful girl who manages to hold his attention.

So, with a self-control you didn’t even know you possessed, you pull yourself out of Jake’s undertow.

“Seresin, I … that’s probably a bad idea,” you say softly, eyes dropping down to the tabletop in between you. “I just got out of a relationship and I’m not in a place —”

He cuts you off by tilting your chin up to look at him and then making a point to pull his hands back and keep them to himself.

“Hey, hey, I get it. No worries. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable or anything, darlin’” Jake explains in a rush. “I’m sorry about that. Like I said, force of habit.”

You huff out a laugh and another eye roll and you can see him fight a grin at your reaction. “Only you would describe flirting with someone as a habit, Jake.”

“Well, I’m one of a kind.”

“Shut up, Seresin,” you giggle, glad to be back on solid, friendly ground with him.

Two hours later, Jake sent you off with a hug and his phone number as you and your friend climbed into an Uber and set off for home. She had a few questions about the “dreamboat” of a Naval aviator that you had apparently dated back in school, but was a little too excited about recounting her own evening to push you for details. It wasn’t until you arrived back at your apartment and collapsed on your couch that you realized Jake had been texting you the whole time you were in the car.

Unknown: It’s Jake 🫡😜🤠⭐️🍻🏈😉

Unknown: Hope you get home safe, beautiful. It was great to catch up with you.

Unknown: And I would be an embarrassment to the U.S. Navy if I didn’t at least offer to be your tour guide around San Diego

Unknown: I know all the best spots after all

Unknown: So text me if you want to grab lunch or something

Unknown: Or if you finally want to learn how to surf

Unknown: But give me fair warning beforehand, I remember how bad your balance is lol

You: lol I forgot you text every single thought in your brain

You: but having a tour guide sounds nice

You: we could get brunch this weekend and you can give me the highlights?

You had only just begun to take your shoes off, resigned to finally get off the couch, when your phone pinged.

Jake 🤠 🧡: I know just the place

You gave his text a quick thumbs up and got ready for bed smiling the whole time.

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Comments and reblogs are always appreciated! I don’t know if I’m going to have a regular schedule with this or anything, but I will do my best! Thank you for reading about the absolute menace that is Jake Seresin

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jeez, i meant 13 for chan not 22 🤦🏾‍♀️ sorry girl

if you wanted to do both though, no complaints over here 👀👀👀👀

PFFT RAE!!! Answering your other ask; you can send in as many as you'd like!! As for this one, I'll do both 13 and 22!

13. watching movies together while it storms outside 22. going inline skating and trying not to fall too often

"Baby, are you sure about this?"

You were almost deaf to Chris's worried tone as you laced up your inline skates, the sound of the music and slightly humid air of the roller rink nearly making you vibrate out of your skin with excitement.

"I'm positive, Chris! It may've been a while since I last roller skated, but it's not like i forgot how to!" Looking over to him, his anxiety was clear from his seat beside you on the bench, his legs laid out straight with his own rental skates tied securely to his feet. "When was the last time you skated?"

His eyebrows furrowed, seeming to search deep for the answer as his eyes trailed to the skates, "Probably... My tenth birthday? And that was just the regular skates, not these." Looking back toward you, he worried his bottom lip between his teeth, "Should we go see if they have safety pads we could rent?"

It may have been your pride flaring within you, or the fact that the DJ started playing your favorite song, but your next words would seal your fate for that evening.

"No, we can do it - just follow me!"

The better half of your hour of skating was filled with sticking to the wall for support and tripping over your own feet until you felt comfortable enough to hold your own balance - though, your darling boyfriend had yet to find his footing, let alone feel confident enough to even stand straight.

"Chris, just give me your hand," you coaxed softly as you skated beside him, trying your best not to laugh at the way he awkwardly jerked whenever he moved too fast or too slow for his body to comprehend. "I'm not gonna let you fall, baby, come on!"

"'M not worried about me falling, I don't want to knock you down - I got the hang of it, just-" As he went to stand straight, his balance faltered and his leg kicked out - just barely scrambling to catch himself on the wall with a hushed curse and red ears.

Covering your mouth with your hand, you shook off the bubbling laugh with a huff, "Baby, if we fall, we fall, it's fine! I fell, like, five times already just on my own and look at me - now, let me help you."

He looked at you with a small frown, eyes displaying every emotion his words failed to portray.

"If we fall," you hummed softly, sliding your hand in his and squeezing, "we fall, then we'll get right back up and go again."

Nodding, he squeezed your hand back before letting you slowly guide him down the rink.

"My body hurts."

"What was it, again? 'If we fall, we fall'?" Chris teased as he watched you rotate your ankle in hopes of easing the tension in your calf.

"Okay, but this wasn't about the falling though! You did pretty good, I just didn't expect roller skating to take me out as if I did a full body workout." You groaned, laying your your head back against his shoulder and welcoming the embrace of his arms wrapping around your sides. "This sucks."

"I mean, technically you did do a full body workout, but I have a feeling that's not what you want to hear right now." Ducking his head down, he pressed a kiss to your temple, "You were great out there, though - I bet I looked like a big baby compared to you."

You hummed softly, "Nah, you looked more like a big wolf on skates, actually."

"A wolf?!"

"Yeah - like Wolf Chan, but on skates! But, to be fair, I think he might've done better than both of us combined." Giggling at your senseless antics, you watched as he searched for a movie to watch as the sound of rain hitting the window reached your ears. "The storm's starting."

"Mhm, it's supposed to last until the morning." Thunder rumbled in the distance, his arm tightening around you as if silently challenging nature in response. "Is there anything you wanna watch?"

Scanning the TV screen, you smiled, "The Greatest Showman?"

Chris queued the movie before huffing out a laugh, "Someone's excited to see Hugh on the big screen again, hm?"

"Oh, please, don't act like you don't have a countdown set for when Deadpool and Wolverine comes out!" Pinching his arm lightly, you laughed as he squeezed you tighter - even going to far as squeezing your legs with his own to effectively trap you.

"Be quiet, the movie's starting!"

With your combined laughter dying down, and the sound of the storm picking up, the two of you relaxed in the comfort of each other as the movie began to play.

[unedited]

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wooyoungmybelovedhusband · 1 year

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›› Pairing : Sniper! Song Mingi x Spotter! F! Reader

›› Summary : After you keep denying your own feelings towards the man, in whose arms you always end up in every night, some circumstances take place making both of you give in

›› Genre : Smut, slight angst, fluff, thriller.

›› Trope : FWB to Lovers AU

›› Content includes : Confession, passionate but rough sex, cursing (lots and lots of it), Switch! Mingi, Switch! Reader, FWB with feelings involved.

›› Network : @cultofdionysusnet

›› Word Count : 2.59 k

›› A/N : This was so funnnnnn, I absolutely loved and adored this collab!!

›› Disclaimer : If you do not like/hate smuts, just block me, do not report or flag the post. And the reblog if you like, it helps a lot🫶🫶

Mingi finally sets his sniper down and takes a seat next to the table. His hands trace the hard metal while his mind wanders off to other places as he thinks about the plan. You sigh to yourself before walking to the corner a little to get something to eat for yourselves and the fact that man climbs up to the roof goes unnoticed by you. Yeosang makes his way towards the man seated, Mingi's eyes travel to him before wandering down to his hands which held out the take out box. He grabs the box instantly and opens it to reveal the extra ammo which was for the gun he had to put to use. A few words get exchanged between the men before they nod to each other as Yeosang walks away.

Your breathing gets heavier and your eyebrows knit together. You gasp in your sleep, not having any consciousness about your surroundings. Your skin heats up as a bead of sweat rolls down your forehead. Soon little whimpers escape from you and your breathing gets noticeably heavier. Mingi, who had come back from dropping off his bike at the nightowl's shop now shifts through his positions in front of the huge shelf of rifles and huge machinery guns. His hands clutched onto a big one, and the way he slid the weapon from the slot on the shelf made loud noise erupt through the room. Your restless movements definitely go unnoticed by the innocent man while your eyebrows furrow and you let out a low groan.

Your drenched panties are pushed to the side, your pussy out visible for him. Your juices flow down his thick cock making a mess on both of your thighs. "Min, want you to show me how much you love me, p-please, tell me you love me, Song Mingi, d-do you love me?" The man under you growls and grunts loudly, you were too drawn to his restless trails to notice the way his pair of eyes looked at you with so much warmth. His dick throbs in between your warm inner walls and his hands come up to grasp your chin and make you look at him.

There, you finally noticed the shining stars in his small eyes, holding so much more love than you can imagine. Your heart swells up in happiness when his plumpy lips envelope yours ever so softly. His thrusts are slow paced and deep, while his kisses tell you thousands of unspoken confessions of his love for you. You could feel the way your heart pounded against your chest when he pulls away seconds later although his thrusts do not halt. "I love you so much, Y/n, so much you don't even know. But I'm gonna show it to you, now, tonight."

Your hands move down your body, your shirt sticks to your skin cause of the sweat. You whimper loudly, you could feel your throat going dry from the little moans and whimpers which escaped from you. Mingi doesn't quite catch any of your needy movements yet, as he innocently moves around to find the best rifle for his practice for the day. Your fingers inch towards the wet patch on your shorts, brushing over it slightly. You finally press down on your clit, still not yet having gained your consciousness.

Mingi's large hands grasp your hips, moving you on his cock slowly. His hot breath falls on your lips, his upper lip brushing over yours. "Do you?" Your shivering eyes meet his, you swiftly look away. While your hands grip onto his shirt softly as you wait for him to continue. But you are answered with a soft kiss that's placed on your lips, and your eyes wander back to his again. "So much, so much that I'll let you do anything you wish to me. I love you so so much, Y/n"

Your thighs rub against each other in need of pleasure while you grip onto the sheets tightly. You could feel the sweat dripping down your forehead, and before you knew it, you muttered out loudly "I-I love you Mingi, so s-so much." Your voice was shaky yet so clear to Mingi, who stands in the corner wondering what just happened. He isn't able to believe his ears as he moves towards your bed slowly. He is just inches away from your bed when your eyes shoot open followed by your long loud breaths.

You raise yourself instantly, not noticing the shocked Mingi by your side who had his eyes widened. You slowly face him, and a soft gasp escapes your lips when your eyes meet his widened ones. "I'm- I- did you-" "You love me?" Mingi asks as he takes closer steps towards you. And just as you lift your head up, his face is inches away from you. "W-What?" His large hands come up to caress your chin, his eyes travel down to your lips before wandering back to your eyes.

"Do you love me?" His eyes darken slightly, staring into your quivering ones. You stay silent, your eyes travel down as you lower your head yet again. But a gasp swiftly escapes from you when Mingi hovers over you, his body covered in leader coats and pants hovers over yours. "Tell me, now." Your breath hitches slightly and you gulp down, after taking a deep breath you finally respond with, "Y-Yes, I kno-" Before you can continue your sentence, Mingi interrupts you by smashing his lips onto yours. He pulls away from you seconds later, making you look up at him in confusion.

"That's all I needed to know." Saying that, his lips are back onto yours, moving against yours with roughness. Your hands slightly push on his chest as you pull away from the kiss, your eyebrows furrowed. "What do you mean?" Mingi shoots you his usual soft smile yet again, "I mean, that I have fallen deeply in love with you, that I wanted nothing but us to happen."

"W-What?" You feel your breath hitch at the end, but Mingi just leans down to peck your lips softly. "All those nights where we ended up in each other's beds, in each other's arms, fucking relentlessly without any thoughts but hope that we don't catch feelings, did you really think I will not end catching hard feelings for you? Did you expect me to not completely fall in love with who you are, Y/n?" You're left speechless at the end of his sentence, you just stare at him, a tiny tear pricks at the corner of your eye. "I-I love you so much, Song Mingi" Saying that, you pull him down for a kiss, connecting your lips yet again, but this time both of you having no willing intention of ending this kiss.

Your hands travel to his shoulders, hastily trying to push his overcoat off. Mingi helps you in the action by pulling off his overcoat completely and unbuttoning his leather inner shirt. And Soon in minutes, he was shirtless, hovering over you completely, hips connected to yours in a never ending kiss. Pulling away, Mingi places his hands around your waist, caressing your sides slowly while his plumpy lips trail down. His hands creep upwards, sliding beneath your top. You squeak lowly when his hands hastily pull off the thin material off your body.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner? Why did you hide your feelings from me?" Mingi speaks next to your ear, his hands not halting their movements as they make their way to your back to unclip your bra. "B-Because, I was the one who forbade us to get our feelings involved." And within minutes, you push him onto his back, and your legs straddle his thighs slowly. Your hands caress his bare chest softly, your eyes slowly dart towards his eyes, "Let me make it up to you. Let me make it up for everything, Min." His large hands move to grip your hips, making you slowly grind down on his bulge while your lips attach themselves to his nipples.

You move back and forth on his lap, your clothed cunt grinds over his boner at a slow pace. "I've wanted to do so many things to you, Min. So many things which involve us to not give a fuck about getting too close. I wanna show you how much I love you." You whisper against his soft skin, your emotions and pure passionate love bleeds through your words.

Both of your attention is snapped towards the timer which goes off making Mingi groan out loud, as he reaches out for his cell. "Lemme get this, I need to check in with Hongjoong Hyung." He mutters out in annoyance before connecting to the captain. "Hyung, check-ins, Me and Koa are all set and ready" You could hear Hongjoong's husky voice from the other side, "How's Koa? Sparrow was asking about all the women." Your hands trail down on their own, caressing Mingi's cock over the clothes slowly while he slightly chokes on his words. "Y-yes, yeah she's all f-fine"

He speaks nervously while his excited eyes watch your actions curiously. "Why are you stuttering?" Hearing that, Mingi quickly clears his throat and answers quickly in order to hang up soon. "Yeah nothing hyung, we're all fine." Saying that he hangs up on the cell and places it back to its place before letting the moan finally escape his throat. You groan slightly before unzipping his pants faster than ever, pulling his cock out. His dick sprung out, almost slapping his abdomen as he stands tall in front of your eyes. Your tongue darts out to wet your lips while your eyes stare in admiration.

Heat creeps up Mingi's neck slowly, "S-Stop staring like that" Your hands move up his thighs to wrap around his cock softly, "How can I not when you got such a pretty cock?" You whisper against the skin of his thighs. Your lips kiss up his wet cock slowly, and your tongue darts out to lick the red tip of his cock softly. Mingi whimpers under his breath, and his hand comes down to entangle with your hair strands. "D-Don't tease Y/n." Mingi demands as a series of groans leave his throat when you lower down on his cock. Your cheeks instantly hollow around his length, giving his base a hard suck.

Mingi instantly tugs at your hair harshly almost making you gag around his cock. Your mouth constricts around him and your eyes roll back when you feel his cock hit the back of your throat. "F-Fuck, always so tight and warm for me" His hips lift up high, as he thrusts into your mouth. Tears prick at your eyes slightly while you try and not gag around him. Mingi throws his head back in pleasure, his cock twitching in pleasure against your throat walls. "Fuck fuck fuck, so tight, I could fuck your throat all day." His hips continue thrusting into your mouth, you couldn't help but moan loudly around his length, sending vibrations up his spine.

His cock twitches hard before hot ropes of cum is shot down your throat while Mingi moans loudly. Your eyes widen slightly at the feeling of your mouth being full, drops of cum slip out of the corner of your mouth as you try not to spill. Mingi swiftly pulls himself out of you, a trail of saliva connects your lips with the tip of his cock making him groan loudly at the sight. "Fuck so hot, get on my lap, now" He orders making you scramble before seating yourself on top of his thighs, straddling him. His hands control your hips, as he makes your wet pussy slide over his cock slowly. Your eyes trail downwards and you place your hands on top of his chest gently as you let him move your body like he wishes.

"Look at me, Y/n. I want you to look at me while I fuck you tonight, I want to see those eyes sparkle for me, I hope you know how much I love you." Your eyes wander back to his slowly, and you soon find yourself getting lost in his. You could feel yourself falling for him all over again. Your whimpers turn into low whines, and your movements get needier and more desperate. Mingi chuckles to himself a little, as he leans down to kiss your nose. "You're so beautiful and pretty, and you're so perfect for me Y/n, I love you so so much."

Your breath hitches a little, you slowly take the initiative to slide yourself down onto his cock making him grop your ass while series of curses escape his mouth. "I.... I wanted us to be like this, I wanted to be able to look at your eyes while you fucked me, not to have you facing my back. I wanted to have you kiss, and love me.... Take care of me. I wanted all of this" Your almost cut off by the end of your sentence when Mingi flips both of your sweaty bodies around so he can hover over you. "I'm gonna do all of it, tonight baby, look into my eyes forever, and we'll get lost in the rhythm of our love and lose ourselves."

You could feel the way your heart melts at his words, you can't help but pull him down for a kiss. You moan into the kiss when his hips thrust into you softly, moving into you at a slow pace. You could feel the way your heart burned for each other and the red hot desire between got both your minds hazy. Soon in a few seconds, Mingi is rutting into you as your kiss gets rougher and rougher. Your hands tug at his hair slightly while you moan into the kiss together. The grip of his hands on your hips gets stronger as he's rutting into you relentlessly. You could almost feel yourself clenching around him as you get closer and closer to your high. The wet dream you had minutes ago wasn't really helping in your sensitivity.

Your hands grasp onto his shoulders, while Mingi pistons his cock into you. You clench hard around him, marking him groan out loud, "Baby, if you keep clenching around me like that, I'm gonna cum soon." You are barely able to respond when you tug at his harshly one last time before releasing yourself all around him. Mingi lets out a series of curses, while he soon follows you behind as he bottoms out into you. His hips don't halt their movements till all of his cum is painted against your inner walls. Both of you pant loudly in exhaustion as Mingi falls onto his back slowly.

His soft eyes look at you, as a giggle is erupted through the room, "That was....-" "Fucking amazing" You chuckle as you complete his sentence.

Mingi fixes his leather gloves, before fixing his overcoat quickly. He lets out a loud sigh, as he mentally prepares himself for the day. "You got this, my sniper" Your voice from behind makes him turn back instantly, the smile on your face makes him mirror you instantly. He wraps his arms around your waist softly, and leans down to kiss your lips. "And you got my back, Koa." His words make your smiles widen, oh how much did you love this man.

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badwolfwho1 · 3 months

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It's halfway through the year? Got any favorite albums/books/tv shows/whatever to recommend?

So for the first time I have actually been keeping a spreadsheet with the intent of ranking all the things this year to keep track of what I've read/watched etc and not rely on my memory so in theory this should be easy but in truth I've only been updating it for movies and books so I will have to rely on my memory after all.

Albums

I do not keep track of the albums I've been listening but I have been listening to Avantasia's discography lately and it's all been hitting for me, I think the Wicked Symphony especially was my favourite of their work.

I also listened to The Moody Blues' 'Days of Future Passed' just today so I'll mention that as well, I enjoyed it. (I fully intended to come back here and write some more later but I guess I didn't, it's neat I guess)

Judging based off my liked songs on Spotify I really liked most of Deep Purple's album 'House of Blue Light' and both of Savage Garden's albums.

For a perennial I still love The Bangles' third album "Everything", my first listen I had a few standouts like "In Your Room", "Be With You", "Something to Believe In" but I currently adore pretty much every track on there.

Have I listened to much modern this year? Alas no I am cursed by most of my current listening habits coming from deciding to check out whatever is being referenced in the current episode of Jojo that I'm rewatching and since I just reached Part 5 that means at best they'll be 25 years old.

Books

I've actually kept track of my books so this should be easy, 'Catch 22'; It's a classic for a reason, it's just really really good.

The Adrian Tchaikovsky zone; I read 'City of Last Chances', its sequel 'House of Open Wounds' and the final part of the Final Architecture trilogy 'Lords of Uncreation' this year, all phenomenal (2, 3 and 4 on my books of the year list), City of Last Chances slightly pips the others (and as the opener to a series is the easiest rec). You get a huge and diverse range of points of view all over a city under imperial occupation, great worldbuilding as I always expect from him. There's even a giant centipede what more can you ask for? (I'm also reading his Alien Clay right now, that's a stand alone novel starring a scientist exiled to a work camp on another planet because of his political activism, real good so far, love all the weird alien life it has. It'll probably be joining the Tchaikovsky zone unsure where at though yet)

Oh I've just noticed Bret Hart's biography isn't on my list so I gotta say "Hitman", incredible. The life of a wrestler is wild and Bret Hart especially has had quite the life. So much I didn't know about. The best there is, the best there was and the best there ever will be (but not the best on my list).

The rest of my top ten, CL Clarke's 'The Unbroken' and 'The Faithless', Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone's 'This is How You Lose the Time War', AK Larkwood's 'The Ten Thousand Eyes' and Garth Marenghi's Terrortome

Games

I feel like I've barely played any games this year. Slay the Spire is still the only Roguelike you'll ever need. I'll be replaying Slay the Princess when Pristine Cut comes out later this year so I'll throw that in here, that's an incredible horror visual novel, tons of branching paths, all voice acted to perfection. I'm in the middle of a Freedom Planet replay, so if you like classic 2D Sonic games this is a really good Soniclike

(Me from after I wrote all this) Oh yeah Hades II exists and I somehow forgot about it I have no idea how that happened. Yeah Supergiant (I always have to double check that in case I write Supermassive) always hits, every single one of their games is gold, Hades II continues that trend. It might still be Early Access but it quite comfortably surpasses release Hades I in content so I am incredibly excited to see how it grows.

Movies

Number 1 at my list is Godzilla Minus One, it's so good, I watched it last year, I watched it this year I'll probably watch it again in the Minus Colour version. I'm a Godzilla mark (I still have at least some objectivity Godzilla x Kong sitting at 12 hasn't even broken into my top 10, wait Oppenheimer isn't on here probably 13 then) and while I've definitely not even nearly seen of all Godzilla's filmography I think this is him comfortably at his best. As in all of his best films as a metaphor as well as a giant radioactive dinosaur.

I watched Rashomon the other day and it feels like a real basic thing to say but yeah Rashomon's really good, as with Catch-22 it's a classic for a reason. Not good enough to surpass a radioactive dinosaur apparently but what can?

And my number three on my list, Asteroid City, great framing device, great set design. Just a genuinely fascinating movie, had complete hold of my interest at all times.

The rest of my top ten in order The Banshees of Inisherin, Monster, Speed, The Menu, Happy Death Day, Scream, Scream 2 (Maybe Happy Death Day should be lower than the Screams actually) Oppenheimer is probably going to land somewhere in that top 10 as well.

Delicious in Dungeon is good, everyone knows Delicious in Dungeon is good, everyone's watching it. World building, funny, great cast its all there, I should read the manga some time. I should definitely read more manga in general.

I've also watched The 8 Show, a Korean Drama show. Eight strangers are offered a chance to participate in a psuedo game show where they live on eight seperate floors and are paid money for the length of time the show goes on. The ones living on the lower floors earn less money and the ones on the higher ones earn more. (Shockingly it's a metaphor for capitalism). Things fairly rapidly degenerate. You'll obviously think of Squid Game watching this and its not as good as Squid Game but its still pretty good.

And obvs you know I'm still on that Buffy watch, on the cusp of finishing Series 6 of Buffy, the most frustrating so far in that it has some good ideas dragged down by a number of terrible decisions; magic becoming a metaphor for drugs, having to see those three nerds on screen frequently, that death etc etc.

Oh yeah I'm watching the Acolyte, I'm not gonna say its great but like its shockingly decent. Falls far short of Andor but aside from that its probably one of the best Star Wars shows they've made. If you like Star Wars this is one of the better shows to check out.

(Somehow I forgot I watched all of Hacks this year!?!?!?!) Great stuff, love those two. Hope they continue to be weird about each other forever.

Other

I'd love to rec a manga but I cantinue to only read two manga which are Hajime no Ippo and Jojo and they're both over 30 years old and still going and I cannot recommend something that long. Last time I mentioned Ippo was like at least six months ago I think I said it was slowly moving towards a conclusion it has moved no closer to a conclusion since then I think it's gonna be another decade. I still love it my favourite character is probably going to have his character arc finished by the end of the current arc, Mashiba's is going to become world champion, he is going to be respected rather than just feared, he's going to have friends, he is going to defeat the personification of the dirty boxing style that carried him through most of his career and he's going to stop being so overprotective over his sister. Either that or he'll get injured and have to retire from boxing forever in a karmic callback to his original sin in boxing when he broke Miyata's foot like thirtyodd years ago. Hopefully the first one.

#asks #thanks for asking!

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BABE. HEAR ME OUT.

Elliot doing a cover of Arctic Monkeys’s “R U Mine?” 😩

Bestie this literally mad me h o r n y LMAO

He's been working on the same few cords for a few hours now, his fingers plucking against the delicate strings of his favorite guitar. He throws me an occasional smile before jotting down a few things in his notebook that he keeps so close to his heart.

"What're you working on?" I ask, climbing to the edge of the bed to look over his shoulder as his head cranes back to look at me with a small smile, his lips puckering up at me. I give him a quick peck on the lips as he adjusts the guitar in his lap.

"Just a cover." He shrugs simply, running a tired hand through his hair as I give his shoulder a poke. "What? You wanna hear it?" He laughs, turning around completely so he can face me, his nose only inches away from my own.

"Of course I want to hear it, you've been working on it all day and I've been here, waiting desperately for you to give me attention." I pout, resting my head on his bed as he reaches up, brushing his knuckles against my cheek with a small laugh.

"Well, if it helps, all I've thought about this whole time is you." He whispers, leaning forward to press a loving kiss to my lips, my brain fogging at the subtle hint of affection. "I'll play it if you want." He offers and I nod quickly, folding my arms under my head as he situates his guitar in his lap.

I recognize what the song is the minute he strums a few cords of the song, my stomach fluttering with nervous butterflies at the realization that he was thinking about me while singing this.

"I'm a puppet on a string, Tracy Island, time-travelin' diamond cutter-shaped heartaches." It's an acoustic version but even more personal and intimate as he catches my gaze, a soft smirk on his lips. "Come to find you four in some velvet mornin' years too late. She's a silver linin', lone ranger ridin' through an open space." My lip tucks between my teeth, biting back the plethora of curse words that want to escape me as I thirst over my boyfriend. "In my mind, when she's not right there beside me I go crazy 'cause here isn't where I wanna be. And satisfaction feels like a distant memory." He sends me a wink, leaning down to look down at the notebook in front of him as a smile takes over my expression, reaching out to brush my fingers through his curls. He arches back into my touch as his fingers continue to pluck away at the guitar as the song concludes. "And I can't help myself, all I wanna ever say is, 'are you mine?'"

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mybeautifulchristianjourney · 10 months

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A Song of Confidence in God's Triumph over Evil

1 Why do You stand far off, O Lord? Why do You hide Yourself in times of trouble?

2 In arrogance the wicked persecutes the poor; let them be caught in the devices they have planned. 3 For the wicked boasts of his soul’s desire; he blesses the greedy and despises the Lord. 4 The wicked, through the pride of his countenance, will not seek God; God is not in all his thoughts. 5 His ways are always prosperous; Your judgments are high and distant from him; as for all his enemies, they scoff at him. 6 He says in his heart, “I shall not be moved; for generations I shall not meet adversity.”

7 His mouth is filled with cursing and deceit and oppression; under his tongue is mischief and iniquity. 8 He sits in the lurking places of the villages; in the secret places he murders the innocent; his eyes lurk against the unfortunate. 9 He lies in wait secretly as a lion in his den; he lies in wait to catch the poor; he catches the poor, drawing them into his net. 10 He crouches; he lies low, so that the unfortunate fall by his strength. 11 He says in his heart, “God has forgotten; He hides His face; He will never see it.”

12 Arise, O Lord! O God, lift up Your hand! Do not forget the humble. 13 Why do the wicked despise God? He says in his heart, “You will require an account.” 14 You have seen it, for You observe trouble and grief, to repay it with Your hand. The unfortunate one entrusts it to You; You are the helper of the orphan. 15 Break the arm of the wicked and the evil man; seek out his wickedness until You find none.

16 The Lord is King forever and ever; the nations perished from His land. 17 The desire of the humble You have heard, O Lord; You make their heart attentive; You bend Your ear 18 to judge the orphan and the oppressed; man on earth no longer trembles. — Psalm 10 | Modern English Version (MEV) The Holy Bible, Modern English Version. Copyright © 2014 by Military Bible Association. Published and distributed by Charisma House. Cross References: Exodus 15:18; Exodus 22:23; Deuteronomy 8:20; 1 Kings 9:3; 1 Chronicles 29:18; Job 20:12; Job 22:13; Job 24:14; Job 38:15; Psalm 1:1; Psalm 7:16; Psalm 9:9; Psalm 9:12; Psalm 12:5; Psalm 13:1; Psalm 17:2; Psalm 17:4; Psalm 17:7; Psalm 22:1; Psalm 22:11; Psalm 24:15; Psalm 28:5; Psalm 30:6; Psalm 36:2; Psalm 37:17; Psalm 49:6; Psalm 49:18; Isaiah 29:15; Matthew 5:21; Matthew 13:19; Romans 3:14; Revelation 18:7

#persecution #pride #oppression #wicked men #God #victory #evil #Psalm 10 #Book of Psalms #Old Testament #MEV #Modern English Version Bible #Charisma House #Military Bible Association

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One thing I like about using Johnny Cash songs for inspiration: it gives me an excuse to dig deep into very American cliches. Like this story. Communist infiltrations? Secret military bases? Brainwashed soldiers, thinking themselves patriotic, but only awaiting the right key word to start furthering the Red agenda? Yes, it's really cheesy. But it was fun to write!

Day nine @chrumblr-whumblr: mind control

Johnny Cash song: 25 minutes to go

Warning. 25 minutes until self-destruct. Please evacuate.

What? What did I...? Did I do that?

Warning. 24 minutes until self-destruct. Please evacuate.

My hands... they still look like my hands. Why did I turn the key for the self-destruct?

Warning. 23 minutes until self-destruct. Please evacuate.

Edwards is shaking my shoulder: "What the hell, Harvey? What was that?" I just shake my head, but my brain doesn't clear. "Come on, Harvey, turn it off!" Edwards shouts. Of course. Turn it off. How simple. Why didn't I think of that? Turn it off. Turn the key back. Why aren't my hands moving?

Warning. 22 minutes until self-destruct. Please evacuate.

Edwards swears loudly and pushes me away. Then, suddenly, a loud bang. Edwards lies on the floor in a growing puddle of blood. Carter has drawn his pistol. Carter shot Edwards? Why?

Warning. 21 minutes until self-destruct. Please evacuate.

Nothing makes sense any more. The control room is so empty. Where is everyone? Where is Captain Miller? Lieutenant Robertson? Where's the Colonel? Somebody come and save me! I... I don't think I can save myself. And it's definitely too late for Edwards.

Warning. 20 minutes until self-destruct. The self-destruct process can no longer be aborted. Please evacuate.

Somebody is coming down the corridor. Two technicians. Jordan and Brown. Carter shoots at them, and they shoot back. I should shoot Carter in the back, now that he's facing away from me. I should... Damn, my hands won't move again. What is wrong with me? And where is everybody? Out to lunch, or what?

Warning. 19 minutes until self-destruct. Please evacuate.

Jordan and Brown have fallen and aren't getting up. Carter holsters his pistol again and strolls towards me. "Well done, Comrade Harvey", he says. I'm not a Red! I... "Maybe I should introduce myself," Carter continues. " Major Mikhail Ivanovich Kartashov, of the GRU. Thank you for your assistance. I could not have done this alone. As a token of my government's gratitude, I won't shoot you." He whips a pair of handcuffs from his pocket and chains me to a pipe by the wall. "I'll even leave you the choice whether you shoot yourself, or wait for the base to explode." That's right. My pistol is still in its holster. I should draw it. I should shoot Carter. Kartashov. I should shoot him. Why don't I?

Warning. 18 minutes until self-destruct. Please evacuate.

I can't shoot him. I can't strike him. I can't even spit in his face. I curse him internally. He stands up and says: "I believe it's time to evacuate. Farewell, Comrade Harvey. You were the best candidate I ever worked with." Candidate? I've been brainwashed? That... that would explain things. That would explain a lot. Maybe everything. Carter...shov is gone. I need to get out, as well. I have to warn them that he isn't Michael Carter from Iowa, but Mikhail Kartashov from the USSR. I have to get my hand loose.

Warning. 13 minutes until self-destruct. Please evacuate.

It's hopeless. The pipe won't budge. I can't break the handcuffs. Maybe if I shoot my hand off... but no, I'd bleed out before I even got close to the evacuation shaft. I'm trapped down here. Can I pray, or did those damn Reds take that away from me, too? Dear Jesus, help! Please catch Kartashov. Please let him die when the base explodes, or let the others figure out he's an impostor, or something. Please don't let him hurt this country further.

Warning. 12 minutes until self-destruct. Please evacuate.

Please forgive me for what I've done. I didn't mean to... no, sorry. Help me take responsibility. My hands turned the key. Forgive me. Please take care of my wife after I'm gone. God, I'm cold! I don't really want to die. Please help me to meet death as a man.

Warning. 11 minutes until self-destruct. Please evacuate.

I wonder when the Reds got to me. I wasn't even in Korea. Did they... do they have brainwashing facilities here? In America? God help us! I never thought they could have infiltrated us that far. It's chilling to think of.

Warning. 10 minutes until self-destruct. Please evacuate.

This base is probably not the only one. This might be the start of a bigger offensive. Maybe even the start of World War Three. Everything going according to their plan, just like it did here. And I can't do anything about it. Jesus! You have to help us. Please stop those godless Communists from taking over the world!

Warning. 9 minutes until self-destruct. Please evacuate.

I have to get out of here. I have to warn them. About Kartashov. About all the rest. Somebody let me out! If I could at least reach the telephone... Maybe I could drag it closer, somehow? I have to get the word out!

Warning. 8 minutes until self-destruct. Please evacuate.

I can't. There's no way. Forget about it. It's hopeless. I guess the Reds win this round.

Warning. 5 minutes until self-destruct. Please evacuate.

As if anybody could get out of here in five minutes... Alice, my dear. I'm so sorry to leave you like this.

Warning. 4 minutes until self-destruct. Please evacuate.

I have to get out! Cut me loose! Damn handcuffs! Damn pipe! Damn that Kartashov!

Warning. 3 minutes until self-destruct. Please evacuate.

I'll never see Alice's face again. Or the sky. Or the mountains. I'll die down here. It's really happening. I'll be dead soon.

Warning. 2 minutes until self-destruct. Please evacuate.

I guess it's for the best. I did betray the whole base, after all. Even if I'd somehow gotten out, they would have condemned me to death for what I did.

Warning. 1 minute until self-destruct. Please evacuate.

I wonder if I'll see the explosion coming, like in the movies? Or if it just... ends? I wish things had been different. Jesus, forgive me. Jesus, help me. Our Father who art in Heaven, hallowed be Thy

#tw swearing #tw death #chrumblr-whumblr #mind control #25 minutes to go #ester writes

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50cal-fullauto-astarion · 1 year

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Stallard BS bc it’s my Friday night and I’m thinking about Her 💃🕺🏻

She’s 6’00”/183cm tall and a power lifter. Straight black hair that’s she’s been growing out and trimming herself since she was a kid, hits her hips. Born a blonde, went box black after the divorce and burning the house down. One of the only times in her adult life she cries is when it catches on fire and she has to buzz cut what’s left. I don’t think she ever grows it out again.

Her government name is Saeda Make-Sure Stallard II. She’s a junior, and the middle triplet, last one left. Her oldest full twin was Nesta Make-Even, and her youngest sister was Beaurie Make-Off.

Oh god I’m listening to Zach Bryan’s new album fuck me it’s so good.

She was called Little Saeda at home, and her mother was Big Saeda. And Big Saeda has always been too fuckin’ much for the world. She practiced blood magic—whether it worked or not there is horror to making yourself bleed for grasps at power—and her only daughters were covered in scars from learning the practice. Little Saeda no longer practices, she says, but when times are bad, new, neat little nicks and notches show up on her body and she stops meeting eyes with her head held too tall.

Wears gold medallions for Saint Jude and Saint Christopher alongside three gold crosses on two gold chains around her neck. If asked, it’s not for the Trinity, it’s for a thief and two martyrs.

Was raised snake dancing Pentecostal and has wasted many, many years bitter that God never deigned to speak to or through her. She was a tainted, unworthy little girl, just like her mother, even if her twins felt the spirit. She was a thing that God did not have time for, but a thing that the snakes loved, curling sweet around her wrists.

The last promise her daddy ever made her before his death was to not cut up her twins and feed the bits to pigs if she just stopped hiding.

She can do voice impressions. In another life she was a voice actress, but, still, she finds uses for it.

Her big tragedies got out of the way early, making room for a hundred years of life filled with mounting little humiliations. A wind blows through her, her thoughts have long stopped screaming and fallen silent.

The first dance with her ex-husband was set to “I Walk the Line” by Johnny Cash, which should’ve been an omen if she was listening. Everyone worth their fuckin’ salt knows that Johnny Cash wrote “I Walk the Line” for his first wife, while he was out running around on her—fucking, drinking, drugging, and pining for June Carter while Vivian Liberto raised their four girls and read all the fuckin’ tabloids. It was “Flesh and Blood” that he wrote for June Carter, but hardly anyone cares, because it doesn’t fuck as hard.

And apparently, neither did Stallard, because her marriage ended in adultery and over-indulgence by her husband, too. “I Walk the Line” is a cursed fucking song in her hymnal.

Lost her virginity at 22 to the love of her life. Lost him a few years later. But he came back, as risen-dead things tend to do.

Major horse girl.

Nigh’-nigh’!

#oc: stallard #she was giving me big feelings today #my little howling empty baby

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godlyheathens · 2 years

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2023 books ☁️

january:

1. arlindo — 5 ⭐️

2. não olhe para mim — 4 ⭐️

3. tiger honor — 4 ⭐️

4. red, white and whole — 5 ⭐️ + ♥️

5. a brush with love — 2,5 ⭐️

6. violet made of thorns — 2,5 ⭐️

7. the dead romantics — 3 ⭐️

8. self-made boys — 4 ⭐️

9. mr. perfect on paper — 3 ⭐️

10. unseelie — 4 ⭐️

11. unfamiliar — 3,5 ⭐️

12. destiny's surrender — 4 ⭐️

13. destiny's captive — 3,5 ⭐️

14. the worst woman in london — 4 ⭐️

15. forbidden — 3 ⭐️

february:

1. taco bout love — 3 ⭐️

2. the fraud squad — 2,5 ⭐️

3. highly suspicious and unfairly cute — 4,5 ⭐️

4. songs of vice — 3 ⭐️

5. for her consideration — 3,5 ⭐️

6. to catch an heiress — 2 ⭐️

7. better than fiction — 3,5 ⭐️

8. a thousand hearbeats — 1,5 ⭐️

9. hard feelings — 2 ⭐️

10. exes and o's — 3,5 ⭐️

11. wait for it — 4 ⭐️

12. the border keeper — 3 ⭐️

13. breathless — 2,5 ⭐️

14. mooncakes — 4 ⭐️

15. tempest — 3,5

16. wild rain — 3,5 ⭐️

17. roda gigante — 3,5 ⭐️

march:

1. full exposure — 2,5 ⭐️

2. bitter medicine — 3,5 ⭐️

3. the bodyguard — 4 ⭐️

4. the lost apothecary — 3,5 ⭐️

5. the midnight lie — 3,5 ⭐️

6. i love you so mochi — 3,5

7. how to win a breakup — 4,5 ⭐️

8. never kiss your roommate — 2,5 ⭐️

9. the care and feeding of waspish widows — 3 ⭐️

10. to catch a raven — 3,5 ⭐️

11. perfect on paper — 4 ⭐️

12. a closed and commom orbit — 4 ⭐️

13. la différence invisible — 4 ⭐️

april:

1. azedo — 2,5 ⭐️

2. something spectacular — 3 ⭐️

3. to sir, with love — 3 ⭐️

4. dracula — 3 ⭐️

5. the gossip games — 2,5 ⭐️

6. flowerheart — 3 ⭐️

7. a prayer from the crown‐shy — 4 ⭐️

8. assassin's apprentice — 4 ⭐️

9. the fine print — 2 ⭐️

10. take a hint, dani brown — 3 ⭐️

11. stars collide — 4 ⭐️

12. untethered sky — 4 ⭐️

13. dreams bigger than heartbreak — 4 ⭐️

14. happy place — 3 ⭐️

15. promises stronger than darkness — 4 ⭐️

16. heartless prince — 4 ⭐️

may:

1. playing for keeps — 3,5 ⭐️

2. breakup, makeup — 4 ⭐️

3. the problem with perfect — 3 ⭐️

4. nick & charlie — 3,5 ⭐️

5. you dont have a shot — 4 ⭐️

6. chlorine — 3 ⭐️

7. yellowface — 4 ⭐️

8. her good side — 3,5 ⭐️

9. garotas (im)perfeitas — 3,5 ⭐️

10. jana goes wild — 3 ⭐️

11. single dads club — 3 ⭐️

12. livre pra recomeçar — 3 ⭐️

13. one to watch — 3 ⭐️

14. the matchmaker — 4 ⭐️

15. chasing pacquiao — 2 ⭐️

16. jasmine and jake rock the boat — 4 ⭐️

17. the last tale of the flower bride — 2,5 ⭐️

18. delicates — 4 ⭐️

june

1.heartstaker — 3,5 ⭐️

2. todas as nossas meias-noites — 2,5 ⭐️

3. até o último floco de neve — 4 ⭐️

4. the love theorem — 2,5 ⭐️

5. o auto da maga josefa — 3,5 ⭐️

6. finders keepers — 2,5 ⭐️

7. the songs you've never heard — 3 ⭐️

8. legends and lattes — 4 ⭐️

9. no cooldown for love — 2,5 ⭐️

10. pageboy — 5 ⭐️

11. querida penelope — 4 ⭐️

12. playing for keeps — 3 ⭐️

13. you've been served — 3 ⭐️

14. timekeeper — 3,5 ⭐️

15. payback's a witch — 4 ⭐️

16. the girls ive been — 4 ⭐️

17. o nome dela é sophia — 3 ⭐️

18. como se fosse fanfic — 2,5 ⭐️

19. late to the party — 4 ⭐️

20. lose you to find me — 3 ⭐️

21. riley weaver needs a date to the gaybutante ball — 3 ⭐️

22. just as you are — 3,5 ⭐️

23. venom & vow — 3 ⭐️

24. chef's kiss — 3,5 ⭐️

july

northanger abbey — 4 ⭐️

kismat connection — 3 ⭐️

the only purple house in town — 2,5 ⭐️

os padrinhos — 3 ⭐️

mariposa vermelha — 4,5 ⭐️

scandalized — 1 ⭐️

love at first site — 4 ⭐️

princess princess — 4 ⭐️

chef's choice — 4 ⭐️

the invisible library — 2 ⭐️

the ex talk — 3,5 ⭐️

bear with me now — 2 ⭐️

lights — 4,5 ⭐️

boas maneiras — 3 ⭐️

confetti realms — 2 ⭐️

agust

a hollywood ending — 3 ⭐️

role playing — 4 ⭐️

to have and to heist — 3,5 ⭐️

curves for day — 2,5 ⭐️

this winter — 4 ⭐️

a master of djinn — 4,5 ⭐️

café majestic — 3,5 ⭐️

sign of the slayer — 3,5 ⭐️

brynn and sebastian hate each other — 2 ⭐️

cuckoos three — 4 ⭐️

september

the unmaking of them — 3,5 ⭐️

the second chance hotel — 3,5 ⭐️

sister of the bride — 4 ⭐️

her radiant curse — 4 ⭐️

witch king — 3 ⭐️

hell followed with us — 4 ⭐️

others were emeralds — 4 ⭐️

little thieves — 4 ⭐️

the spirit bares its teeth — 4,5 ⭐️

some kind of blunderful — 3 ⭐️

lies and other love languages — 2 ⭐️

glitch — 3,5 ⭐️

the sun and the star — 4 ⭐️

cleat cute — 4 ⭐️

of dreams and destiny — 3 ⭐️

the borrow a boyfriend club — 4 ⭐️

they hate each other — 4 ⭐️

forged by blood — 2 ⭐️

percy jackson and the chalice of the gods — 4 ⭐️

operação paddock — 4 ⭐️

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Say you love me (Neteyam X OC!Na’vi) Chapter 7

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pairing(Neteyam X Original Metkayina Female Character)

Synopsis: follow Luaewe as her world literally gets turned upside down with new na’vi joining her village. Never having to face many obstacles besides finding her way back home. How will she be able to handle the constant jealousy she's faced with and an unwanted love triangle.

Disclaimer: All characters in this fic have been aged up for the convenience of storytelling and to match the aging system up with both Pandora and Earth

AGES OC Luaewe- 22 Neteyam-23 Kiri-23 Lo’ak-21 Tuktirey-10 Aonung- 23 Tsireya - 21

Warnings for chapter: scenting, cursing, jealousy, confessions

The people who were closest to me gathered in the healing hut. My mom of course was sniffling like crazy but I don’t blame her. I’m all she has left and this was my official tattoo.

Very intricate designs were done from the tips of my finger to the palm of my hand. They were meant to represent the years of weaving that will now turn into years of healing working alongside Reya.

The first tattoo was just as big as becoming an adult. It felt bittersweet I was on the path to becoming someone new, having new purpose……yet my mind is still caught up on the man that’s supposed to be here.

“No working for a week or swimming light washes are okay as long as you are not fully submerged,” Ronal said while applying the healing ointment all over my hand. I nodded showing that I was listening.

“ I’m so proud of you Luaewae.” Reya said while giving my thigh a squeeze she placed a song chord bead in my pouch and bid me farewell, but my mother stayed back to catch up with her seeing as how they haven’t talked in a while. I can only hope Ronal doesn’t mention what we talked about earlier.

“We should celebrate!” Reya said while giving me a cheeky smile. “ I agree!” My breath hitched so hard that I almost fell down.

I turn to my right to see Kiri cheerfully walking beside me. “What-how when did you get there?”

“ I saw you guys walking out and I caught up to you before- that doesn’t matter let me see your hands!” I scoffed and happily held my hands out and I watched as her eyes followed the pattern.

“This is truly something Luaewae!” She looked up and smiled at me I could tell she wanted to say more. But held back which I appreciate, though I haven’t known Kiri for long I have learned she is a very deep person at least Neteyam was right about that.

“Why are you sighing?” Reya asked I could have sworn I kept that to myself.

“If it is about him forget it! We are celebrating tonight noooo more boy issues!” Kiri said grabbing my arm. Reya looked confused but quickly caught on and linked with my other arm.

“If I am lucky, I can get my father-“

“Reya, you and I both know that is not a good idea. Last time you did that we woke up in some random ass tree we were lucky your br-“ I stop myself mid-sentence and shake my head. “I'll ask Osno, I talked to him earlier.”

They both hummed as we walked along the beach but Kiri had to leave and tend back to her duties she snuck away from.

I felt Reya tap my arm with her finger. I looked at her and confusion washed over her face once again. “What was Kiri talking about?”

I thought we all agreed no not to talk huh?

“ Neteyam… I’ll keep it short and say he doesn’t like me… I was talking with your mom though.”

She raised her brows surprised with what I just confessed. I softly chuckled gripping her arm tighter pulling her closer to me. “She basically said if Eywa wants it to happen it will…. So I’m leaving it up to her.”

“ I’m surprised you talked to her about that.” I scoffed if only she knew how I always end up in those situations.

“You know your mother better than anyone the second she senses something. It's like a radar comes on and doesn’t leave even if you don’t talk about it right then and there.” She smirked and nodded her head.

“ well looks like we are in the same boat so I understand.” I mean, she always understands me that’s why we- wait what!

I stopped walking, causing Reya to jerk back and she gave me a confused look. “What did you just say?”

“We are in the same boat.” I shook my head and unlinked my arm.

“But you and lo-“

“Yeah, we were doing good but then boom out of nowhere he hits me with the ‘ I don’t know if I’m ready to mate or settle down’ Luaewae aaaall I asked him was if we could watch the eclipse together like we did all those other nights.” I shook my head and kissed my teeth.

“ It's not even like you - GOSH, why are men so difficult!? One second you think they may want to court you then the next

They want you to get lost.” I picked up a rock and threw it into the water aggressively.

“So that is what happened with you.” I sighed, plopped down onto the sand and nodded.

“Yup, I tossed to the rocks before I could even touch the water.” I laid back and groaned “Maybe I should just go live in the mountains or better yet on an island where no one lives.”

Reya lay next to me and let out a big sigh. “If you do that I’ll come and visit you every day. My mom would have my neck if I neglect to take her spot.”

I laughed causing her to look at me. Only Reya would think about her responsibilities in a conversation like this. I moved my head over and laid on her shoulder.

She gave my head a small pat and chuckled. “We should move away together move away from all the men since they do not know how to make up their minds.” I said jokingly though I like the idea realistically I could never leave my mom and the other people I love behind I would have to be chased away.

“Yes! I like the sound of that.” She said playing along and pulling me closer in a hug.

“Ah ah! What is this? No one told me it was a hug fest going on over here.” I looked up to see Osno standing right in front of us smirking with his hands on his hips.

I clapped my hands together and sat up. “Osno my friend, you are just the person I need to see!” He raised his brow and waited for me to continue.

“We need a favor.”

“And what might that be?” He smirked and leaned over

“We need alcohol and Luaewae over here insists for me not to get my dad's stash,” Reya said while standing up. He chuckled and looked down at me.

“Yeah, Olo'eyktan has the stronger stuff not just anyone can drink that…. And I’m sure you girls learned your lesson last time?” He squatted down in front of me giving me a teasing tone. I smirked and rolled my eyes.

“If I didn’t have that last cup I would have been fine…so….are you gonna get it?”

“Am I invited to said event?” I nodded my head making him smile. He reached over and gave the top of my head a pat. It was then that out the side of my eye that I saw Neteyam watching my face screwed up.

I turned my head quickly but as soon as our eyes met he dove back into the water to tend to fishing.

“Alright, then we have a deal where are we meeting?” I smiled and Reya told him where we were gonna meet up so I just turned around and stared out into the ocean…. I haven’t visited my sister in a while.

I said my goodbyes and trailed off into the forest. Did I have a reason to be there no, but since I couldn’t visit my sister and I couldn’t swim what else was I supposed to do?

I don’t know how long I’ve been walking for but judging by the fact that it’s almost eclipsed, it's been a while. I sighed and sat down on one of the rocks letting my hands cover my face.

“This is what you came out here for?” My ears instantly perked up with my hand reaching for my knife. But then the sound of leaves being pushed away revealed who I would have never imagined seeing.

There stood Neteyam watching me…

“Why-why are you here?” I rolled my eyes I wanted to be alone yet here he was.

“You thought I would let you go into the forest alone?” I raised a brow and stood up. “What's it to you? You’ve been acting as if I don’t exist and being quite rude! And I can handle this on my own.”

I waved my hands in a circular motion and started to walk back in the direction I came from. “ I- I can’t explain it you won’t understand. And it doesn’t matter someone should still be with you!”

I scoffed and turned around. “Why are you doing this? Stop acting like you care about me and just leave me alone!” I shoved him but of course, with his tall muscular frame, he didn’t move. He scoffed and crossed his arms.

“Both you and your brother need to get kicked!” He gasped dramatically, “What did I do to deserve such a reaction out of you?”

“ cut the shit Neteyam you’ve been ignoring me for weeks. You even ignored me the day after you invited me other for dinner and after we almost kissed! Honestly who the hell does that? And then you hang out with her yet don’t utter a word to me. You're fucking rude!”

“So this is about me hanging out with the girl I was training with.” He chuckled

“ NO THIS ISN'T ABOUT SOME DAMN GIRL THIS IS ABOUT YOU ALMOST KISSING ME, leading me on to think you were possibly going to court me then you straight up ignore me. And what now after a few weeks have passed and I walk in the jungle you want to be all tough guy and be my savior? Fuck you!” I turned back around and pretty much stomped off.

I don’t understand how someone can be so…so….full of themselves. He must think this is a joke!

“ last time I ever put my trust in someone I swe-“ I muttered to myself but I was quickly stopped and pushed up against a tree.

There was no space between us. He stared down at me as if he was looking for something. “ I didn’t even get a chance to talk and you walk off?” He scoffed I rolled my eyes and looked away getting annoyed with looking at him.

I felt him grab my chin and move my face back to its original position. “ you're no better either I saw you flirting with Osno so why does it matter who I hang out with? You obviously moved on.”

“What are you jealous?” I’m only friends with Osno so it’s bold of him to assume. He smirked and looked away trying to hide his annoyed look but I saw him clenching his jaw, “Be happy, I can control myself because it took everything in me not to walk over there and yank you away from him.”

“Be happy? Please get out of my way.” I rolled my eyes and pushed on his chest so that he could move but he stayed put.

“It's rude to flirt with another while you are being courted seriously.” I looked up at him and just stood there.

Being courted seriously? I must have bumped my head on a rock or something. No heeeee must have bumped his head in a rock.

He moved his face closer to mine but quickly moved it to my neck. I gasped feeling the tip of his nose brush against me.

“W-what are you doing?” I felt him smirk against my neck “You know what I’m doing ma oare.” I bit my lip at the name he called me.

But he was right I did know what he was doing. He was scenting me letting others know to back off. A soft core way of claiming me.

“This isn’t fair….you don’t get to be rude to me then come back and do this as if it’s okay.” My breath hitched feeling his sharp teeth rake against my neck.

“ I had to take time to figure out if my feelings were true.” He pulled away and looked at me. “So you do that by ignoring me?”

“It was lo’a-“ I groan and rolled my eyes

“You should not be taking love advice from a man who is actively fucking up something good.” He moved his hand up to my face and caressed my cheek.

“ I know that now I almost lost you.” I roll my eyes and try to move.

“ I have to go and get ready.” He hummed and stepped back. “Make sure you follow the instructions you were given by Tsahìk.”

I raise a brow confused how he would know that. “ I was always there beautiful not even my brothers' stupid relationship advice could keep me away. Your tattoo is beautiful.” I felt a smile creeping on my face but I quickly brushed it off.

“Thank you, but you still deserve a kick.” He smirked and leaned his back against the tree I was just pressed against. “Take me up on some lessons and I just might let you do that.” He winked and I rolled my eyes walking away

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valleyofthemachinegods · 2 years

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Hello. My name is Lee, a genderfluid (they/them) mess of an individual, and this is my SWTOR blog, made lest this cursed game invade my thoughts eternal. I'm a jobless ecologist (have degree, but have disability too which makes work difficult) that likes writing, Star Wars, and reptiles.

Elisai Legacy if you happen to catch me in game.

Here is my OC page!

YO RP BLOGS THAT GET FOLLOWED BY ME: here is my side blog dedicated to rping my idiots -- @valleyofgolg

My quick and very incomplete SWTOR Character list:

*note: Nearly everyone is located on Star Forge and available for RP either in game, via discord, or via tumblr!

Leika'le Kela'an (Leika'le in game)

Self-exiled gray Jedi / Perpetually conflicted / Tainted with darkness / Trying to do the right thing

Class: Jedi Knight

Species: Kiffar

Gender: Female

Planet of Birth: Telos IV

Orientation: Lesbian

Ships: @oolathurman's Azukni (Lana Beniko and major Anri in game)

Spotify playlist

Notes: Former padawan of Saufa, bff of Rhin, enemy of Va'rika

Jarrok Kosokhan

Darth Honos / Former Emperor's Wrath / Commander of the Alliance / My *true* Outlander

Class: Sith Warrior

Species: Zabrak

Gender: Male

Planet of Birth: Agamar

Orientation: Straight

Ships: @oolathurman 's Xyraan (Vette and Major Anri in game)

Spotify playlist / Ship playlist ft. Xyraan / Ship playlist ft. Vette and Hildr

Notes: Ex husband of Hildr, Nemesis of Saufa, Ally/friend of Sek'nos and Siree

Sek'nos Atithim (Seknos in game)

Overseer of the Sphere of Ancient Knowledge / Darth Imperius / Darth Gnosis / Bad father / A huge nerd / The devil is a gentleman

Class: Sith Inquisitor

Species: Sith Pureblood

Gender: Male

Planet of Birth: Dromand Kaas

Orientation: Pansexual

Ships: n/a (Theron Shan in game)

Spotify playlist (ft. ship songs)

Notes: Father of Aurine, weird friend of Leika'le, ally/enemy of Saufa, Ally/friend of Jarrok

Saufa Veki (Saufa in game)

Barsen'thor / Tormented by everything he's seen / Failed Jedi Master the first time around / Better but still whoops Jedi Master the second time around

Class: Jedi Consular

Species: Miraluka

Gender: Male

Planet of Birth: Alpheridies

Orientation: Gay

Ships: n/a (Theron Shan in game)

Spotify playlist

Notes: (Former) master of Leika'le, Current master of Dhalu, Nemesis of Jarrok, Ally/enemy of Sek'nos, friend/ally of Rhin, older brother of Kaeve

Rhin Elisai (R'hin in game)

Battlemaster of the Jedi Order / Righteous good guy / Always clueless / Tragic victim of unrequited love

Class: Jedi Knight

Species: Human

Gender: Male

Planet of Birth: Corellia

Orientation: Straight

Ships: n/a (Kira Carsen in game)

Spotify playlist

Notes: Bff of Leika'le, friend/ally of Saufa, friend/ally of Dhalu, ally of Khi, enemy of Va'rika, enemy of Kaduul, arch nemesis of Skaeln

Va'rika Al'dira (Vaa'rika in game)

Darth Nox / Lord Hauntis / Dark Council Member / A true sadist / Hears the voices of her dead siblings / Why have morals when you can have power

Class: Sith Inquisitor

Species: Twi'lek

Gender: Female

Planet of Birth: Ryloth

Orientation: Pansexual

Ships: n/a (Andronikos Revel and Khem Val in game)

Spotify playlist

Notes: Arch nemesis/tormentor of Leika'le, enemy of Rhin, “pal “of Kaduul, ally of Skaeln and Mokon

Brask'ael'nuruodo (Skaeln/Ael) (Skaeln in game)

Cipher 12 / A bad bean / Addicted to spice

Class: Imperial Agent

Species: Chiss

Gender: Male

Planet of Birth:

Orientation: Questioning

Ships: @oolathurman's Athenyia (casual with Kaliyo in game)

Spotify playlist

Notes: Former fling/current coworker of Kaeve, coworker of Siree, ally of Va'rika, arch-nemesis of Rhin, underling of Jarrok

Liora Saris (Liurah in game)

Republic Trooper / Devoted mother / Cracks in her armor

Class: Republic Trooper

Species: Zabrak

Gender: Female

Planet of Birth:

Orientation: Questioning

Ships: n/a (Aric Jorgan in game)

Spotify playlist

Notes: Ally of Saufa, Rhin, and Dhalu, enemy-to-friend of Siree

Kaeve Veki (Kaeve in game)

Cipher 22 / Walls up / Always escaping Korriban by the skin of her teeth / The use of Force suppressors is unhealthy / No name means no baggage right

Class: Imperial Agent

Species: Miraluka with cyborg fittings

Gender: Female

Planet of Birth:

Orientation: Questioning

Ships: n/a (Vector in game)

Spotify playlist

Notes: Younger sister of Saufa, Confidant of Darth Agonia, Former fling/current coworker of Skaeln, Familial relationship with Siree, bff of Aurine

Xiig

Absolute idiot wow what the heck

Class: Smuggler

Species: Human/Cyborg

Gender: Male

Planet of Birth:

Orientation: Questioning

Ships: n/a (Akaavi in game)

Spotify playlist

Notes: Both enemy and friend of everyone tbh

Aurine Atithim (Au'rine in game)

Empress' Wrath to Acina / Darth Portentis / Daddy and mommy issues with a smokin' side of abandonment issues / Honor-bound

Class: Sith Warrior

Species: Sith/Kiffar

Gender: Female

Planet of Birth:

Orientation: Questioning

Ships: n/a (Malavai Quinn and Arcann)

Spotify playlist

Notes: Bff of Kaeve, daughter of Sek'nos, casual lover/fwb of Darth Agonia

Mokon Zokanv (Mokon in game)

Champion of the Great Hunt / Asshole as an occupation

Class: Bounty Hunter

Species: Rattataki

Gender: Male

Planet of Birth:

Orientation: Straight

Ships: n/a (Mako in game)

Spotify playlist

Notes: Ally of Va'rika, Coworker/associate of Khi, Coworker/associate/unrequited desirer of Ahkira

Kaja Kallig

Zeison Sha Warrior / Chaotic neutral / my theyby

Class: Sith Inquisitor

Species: Chiss

Gender: Genderfluid

Planet of Birth: Yanibar

Orientation: Pansexual

Ships: n/a (Lana Beniko in game)

Spotify playlist

Notes: Zeison Sha warrior, ex-Sith, guardian of the spacelanes

Hildr Fahn

Darth Occlus / Darth Agonia / Overseer of the Sphere of Mysteries / Mentee of Darth Marr / Child of a literal wound in the Force / Machine-hearted / A healthy fear of chains

Class: Sith Inquisitor

Species: Sephi/Wound-in-the-Force

Gender: Female

Planet of Birth: n/a – born on a ship in Wild Space

Orientation: Pansexual

Ships: Jarrok and Vette (formerly), Aurine Atithim (casual), Theron Shan (casual) (Arcann in game and in my black heart)

Spotify playlist / Ship playlist ft. Vette and Jarrok

Notes: Mentee of Darth Marr, Child of a literal wound in the Force, machine-hearted, has a healthy fear of chains (and commitment), uses the word “darling” way too much

Khi Vreetoas

Mandalorian / Ex-slave / It's entirely possible to be a bounty hunter with a heart of gold

Class: Bounty Hunter

Species: Nautolan

Gender: Female

Planet of Birth: Glee Anselm

Orientation: Questioning

Ships: n/a (Torian Cadera in game)

Spotify playlist

Notes: Ex-slave, Heart of gold, Mandalorian of Clan Skirata

Dhalu

Knight of the Old Republic / Dark-hearted / Beliefs are polarizing

Class: Jedi Consular

Species: Togruta

Gender: Questioning, she/her

Planet of Birth: Shili

Orientation: Demisexual

Ships: n/a (Tau Idair and Sahar in game)

Spotify playlist

Notes: Dark-hearted, Beliefs are polarizing

Siree Fahn

Watcher 6 / Mother on a mission / Local hater of the Sith / Undercover to find her daughter / Now knows not to have relations with wounds in the Force masquerading as pretty men

Class: Imperial Agent

Species: Sephi

Gender: Female

Planet of Birth: Thustra

Orientation: Uncertain

Ships: n/a (Vector Hyllus, Nico Okarr in game)

Spotify playlist

Notes: Mother on a mission, Local hater of the Sith, Undercover to find her daughter, Now knows not to have relations with wounds in the Force masquerading as pretty men

Qirzah Kela'an (Quirzah in game)

Not a smuggler / Has a kid out there somewhere

Class: Smuggler

Species: Kiffar

Gender: Female

Planet of Birth: Kiffex

Orientation: Uncertain

Ships: n/a (Nico Okarr and Risha in game)

Spotify playlist

Notes:

Kaduul

Lord Desolatis / Practitioner of Sith Alchemy

Class: Sith Inquisitor

Species: Miraluka

Gender: Agender (they/them)

Planet of Birth: Ch'hodos

Orientation: Asexual/Aromantic

Ships: n/a

Spotify playlist

Notes: Mentee of Darth Agonia, Enemy of Rhin, Arch nemesis of Dhalu, ex-friend/ex-ally/ex-obsessee of Va'rika

Chit-to

Desc. here.

Class: Jedi Knight

Species: Mirialan

Gender: Nonbinary, she/her/they/them

Planet of Birth: Mirial

Orientation: Lesbian

Ships: n/a

Spotify playlist

Notes: Ally of Akhira, ally/friend of Leika'le

Sibahl Singh

Desc. here.

Class:

Species: Wound-in-the-Force/Human ig

Gender: Male

Planet of Birth:

Orientation:

Ships: n/a

Spotify playlist

Notes:

Akhira Rudak

Desc. here

Class: Bounty Hunter

Species: Cathar

Gender: Trans/Female

Planet of Birth: Cathar

Orientation: Lesbian

Ships: n/a

Spotify playlist

Notes: Ally of Chit-to, friend of Khi, friend of Leika'le, associate of Mokon

NPCs!

Mel'tari

Good at his illicit job / Accidental dad

Class: Smuggler

Species: Twi'lek

Gender: Male

Planet of Birth: Coruscant

Orientation: Straight

Ships: n/a

Spotify playlist

Notes: Father figure/protector of Akhira, father figure/protector of Leika'le

Laalw Kol

SIS Agent / Conflicted in perpetuity

Class: Smuggler

Species: Togruta

Gender: Demigirl

Planet of Birth: Shili

Orientation: Sapphic

Ships: n/a

Spotify playlist

Notes: Sister of Dotaash, enemy of Xiig

Dotaash Kol

Mechanic with interesting morals

Class: Bounty Hunter

Species: Togruta

Gender: Genderqueer, He/She/They

Planet of Birth: Shili

Orientation: Pansexual

Ships: n/a

Spotify playlist

Notes: Sibling of Laalw

Sindra Johdi

Troubled doctor

Class: Smuggler

Species: Echani

Gender: ??? -- they/them

Planet of Birth: Eshan

Orientation: Unsure

Ships: n/a

Spotify playlist

Notes:

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