#enjoy the fall hakyona!

[toeydbootzandcatz]

Yona of the Dawn, Volume 42 🤍 💚

[psychewritesbs]

I really love reading your meta even though a lot of the times you feel like they're just mental gymnastics lol but they're interesting, especially megumi because I love him dearly too. Sometimes I feel as though there's plenty to theorize or discuss about his character, but often times I feel that recently it's hard to find takes or posts about megumi without it relating to shipping or the like which really isn't a problem but it makes me appreciate people such as yourself who can balance it out with your "mental gymnastics" you're really great!! even when I haven't read certain series you gush about, I find your thoughts really interesting and i might even fall into the clamp hole as well lol

ugh, sorry if I wrote too much 😭

Dear fellow human who also vomits many words,

Gracias.

Listen... Megumi lovers unite! He's just so amazing. I feel like you, there’s sooooo much to brain rot about his character.

But, I’ll be honest, the lack of ship material on my blog about Megumi is mostly because my mind is busy with CLAMP OTP ships like kurofai and seisub. Although I have other OTPs outside of CLAMP like soma and hakyona. 

It’s the biggest irony of my life that a couple of my most popular posts are about me over-thinking body language and what it says about the ship in question. I’m looking at you soma and kurofai! 

But outside of that its probably because I didn’t get into itafushi. I also love Megumi as an individual character outside of a ship, and so I am also happy to just brain rot about him and nitpick at his character instead of nitpicking about shippy moments. The same can be said about a couple of my other blorbo faves.

Anyways, I am happy I can be your source of non-shippy posts about Megumi bahaha. 

Also, I love writing, but it can also be a lonely process. So I am always grateful when I hear from others about them enjoying my "mental gymnastics".

It's still kind of fascinating to me that people read my rambles.

So thank you, once again.

I call them mental gymnastics because my brain likes to overthink, and reaching the conclusions I reach can feel like a stretch of the imagination sometimes, which isn't necessarily a bad thing.

It just means we have to have mental flexibility ;)

Gracias, yet again! Hope to hear any Megumi brainrot you have in mind from you if you care to share. 

p.s. if you do fall into the CLAMP hole I hope to hear from you about that too bahaha.

[petri808]

Do You Believe Me Now?

The original post & Reblogs.  Since I added more to the original post including smut and it’s at 4k words, I cleaned it up and posted the story to AO3. @bmarvels enjoy lol. 

Hakyona, modern AU setting. NSFW

“Psst, Yona?”

I sit up, shielding my eyes to the sunlight. “What is it Lili?”

“You’re missing out on all the hot studs walking around, that’s what!”

“Lili, I told you I came to the beach to relax before finals, not gawk.”

I lie back down on my towel and close my eyes again. It didn’t matter to me what kind of eye candy I was missing out on. Books, studying are all I have time to focus on and besides, there already was one person who’d stolen my heart. Too bad he didn’t seem to notice it. Or at least I wasn’t sure. It was so damn hard to tell with him! He was such a sarcastic ass that I couldn’t tell if he was flirting or just being a punk to me. A groan fires off in my head, and yet through all that, I still fell in love.

But I couldn’t help it! I swear! We’ve known each other since we were kids and once I’d realized I cared more for him then as a friend, I fear that’s all he sees me as. Like a little sister. He is two years older than me after all, and both his guardian and my parents told him to always protect me. Pfft. A frown shadows my expression. Well I’m not that little girl anymore!

“Yona get up, get up, get up!”

“Lili, for the last time...”

“Isn’t that Hak over there?”

Quickly, I sit up and look over to where she’s pointing. My heart skips or more like takes a dive. Heaven help me that is Hak! He stood out in the throng of beach goers not just in height but presence.

“I think he’s gotten even cuter,” she snickers. “Damn, all his friends are hot too! Why didn’t you tell me he’s got such cute friends?!”

“I-I never noticed.”

“Are you blind? Oh, wait, I get it.” She pokes my side, “just blind to him, right?”

“Ugh!” I cover my face as I feel it heating up. “Lili stop trying to embarrass me, please?!”

“Oh look, he’s heading this way. Hey Hak?!”

I grab her waving hands. “Lili!!”

“Oh hey,” Hak waves back.

I see him grin and his group starts walking in our direction. Can I die, like right now? It was hard enough seeing him normally, but since he’s at the beach, his attire consists of board shorts and no shirt. I don’t know how he keeps his body in such condition, but I swear it’s like it was sculpted by a master artist.

He runs a hand through his wet hair as he chats with the other males, laughing, and smiling. His blue eyes twinkling against the sunlight. I squeeze my thighs together at the sight. All the girls they pass by ogle him, and I don’t blame them. The man was just too handsome for his own good. Before he reaches us, the group shake hands or fist bumps and the rest take off towards the snack stand.

“Hey Lili, Yona,” he grins, “didn’t know you two would be here today.”

“Well, neither did we, unless Yona was hiding that information from me.”

“I was not! I just came to relax.”

“So, relax,” he teases. “What’s stopping you?”

A six-foot hottie, I mumble in my head. “Shouldn’t you go hang out with your friends?”

“Nah.” He stands his surfboard up and sits down right beside me. “We’re finished surfing and was about to leave, but I’d rather hang out with a pretty girl.”

I feel the blush blooming on my face, but I try not to react. Not exactly easy with Lili grinning like a crazy person egging me on. I narrow my eyes at her. If they could shoot daggers, they would.

“You should stop teasing me like that,” I cross my arms, “it’s not funny.”

“But I’m not teasing you, I’m serious.”

Right... “Hak, you always say stuff like that, but I know you just see me as a friend. It’s getting old.”

“Or maybe it’s you who doesn’t want to believe it.” He forces my face to look at him. “What am I supposed to do make you believe me?”

My throat seizes up into a sputter. “I-I don’t know!”

He rolls his eyes. “Lili what do you think I should do to prove it?”

“I think you should just kiss her,” the girl smirks.

“Now that’s a good idea!”

“Don’t you dare Hak!”

“Oh, but I dare.”

He grabs me before I can scramble away. I squeal, but he quickly cuts off my defenses and plants his lips against mine. My eyes widen. Oh my god he did it! He actually kissed me?!

In a blink it was over and as my brain comes back into focus, all I see is a cocky grin and a softened smile. “Do you believe me now?”

Oof! I cross my arms and turn my head away in a huff. “No, I don’t. You’re just putting on a show for Lili and once we leave, it’ll go right back to you treating me like a little sister again, picking on me and teasing me.”

He gasps, feigning indignation, then turns to Lili. “Will you excuse us? I think I need to make this stick.”

“Wait? What?!”

“No, not at all,” the girl snickers. She quickly shoves my belongings into my bag and into my lap. “Here’s your things Yona.”

“Come on,” he drags me to my feet, “my red-haired little princess. We need some privacy.”

“Whoa, Wait!” I tug at his hold. Damn it he’s too strong for me. “Where are you taking me?!”

Hak holds his surfboard under one arm and keeps his other hand gripped to mine. “You don’t believe me, so I need to prove it, right? Don’t make me throw you over my shoulder cause you know I will.”

“Ugh! Hak you’re so cruel to me!” I whine but give in to avoid any more embarrassment. “At least tell me where we’re going.”

“My place so I can shower and,” he grins down in a side-eye, “so we can have a private conversation.”

I gulp hard. Alone with Hak?!

The entire ride in his car, I sit there in the passenger seat running scenarios in my head. How was he going to prove anything to me? I’ve got years of dealing with his sarcasm under my belt, so it’ll take some effort to convince me I’m not just a friend. Though friends don’t normally go around kissing each other unless there’s more to it... Oh please, I scoff in my head. This is Hak, and to prove a point he just might. I’ve convinced myself of that notion.

“Tell me Yona, have you ever seen me with a girlfriend? Don’t answer, just think about it.”

“Because...”

He covers my mouth. “Just think about it until we get to my place.”

When he releases me, I stare out the window fuming. I know that answer! It’s because he’s always just focused on his martial arts and sports. When does he have time for one? I mean there’s nothing wrong with that, but don’t use it as an excuse to trick me. Ugh! And if he really wanted a girlfriend, nothing was stopping him from making a move.

He leaves the surfboard in the foyer and prompts me into the studio apartment. “Are you thirsty? There’s drinks in the fridge, help yourself.” I shake my head no. “Then come on, let’s take a shower.”

My jaw drops and cheeks flush the color of my hair. “S-Shower? With you?!”

“Why not? Gramps used to bathe us together when we were younger.”

“We’re not little kids anymore Hak,” I sputter out, “it’s inappropriate for us to do that now.”

He walks up and kisses the back of my hand. “Not, if I’m trying to seduce you.”

I roll my eyes. “You can drop the rouse now that we’re alone.”

He sighs and runs a hand down his face. “Yona, it’s not a rouse. I’ve always loved you. That’s why I’ve never had a girlfriend.” He turns to his bathroom with his head hung down. “You know what? I give up. Stay till I get out and I’ll take you home or you’re free to leave. It’s up to you.” He pauses his walk. “And for the record, I wouldn’t take advantage of you. I just wanted to see your reaction... guess I got it, huh?”

I watch the door close behind him and drop onto the edge of his bed. My mind is spinning, confused, this was the first time I truly felt like... I believed every word he said. The water turns on in the room, and the sounds of the shower curtain closing was like a nail being hammered into my coffin. Oh god, what have I done? No, no, no! I shake my cradled head. I hadn’t meant to push him away! But that’s exactly what I’ve done. The poor guy looked completely dejected now and here I am sitting on his bed alone.

The tears gather in my eyes and I no longer hold them back from falling free. This man really loves me? “Oh, Hak...” I’m such a fool. I curl up on his bed uncaring of being found this way as the tears stain the bedding. He deserves someone who trusts him, not questions what he does. I should know this man better by now. Hak would never do anything to truly hurt me, and yet here I just broke his heart.

Maybe I should just leave and take my shame with me. But I can’t bring myself to move nor get off his bed. So, I curl in tighter, clinging to the blanket, and covering my head with my arm. I want nothing more than to be with him...

The bathroom door opening doesn’t stir me. I don’t want to show my face. I want to hide, yet I’m too scared to lose him.

“Yona? Yona, why are you crying?!”

The concern in his voice make me sob harder. I feel the bed shift as he’s no doubt taken a place beside me. It makes me feel even worse to know I’d hurt him and yet he still cares too much to see me in pain. I don’t fight back as he gathers me into his lap. His warm body felt wonderful against my barely clothed skin, and his arms, so strong... I always feel safe within their confines.

“Please don’t cry Yona, you know I can’t take it when you cry.” He strokes along my back, soothing and gentle, with his voice soft near my ear. “I didn’t mean to hurt you, princess you know that’s the last thing I ever wanna do.”

“I‘m sorry,” I whimper through the tears. “But you really do love me, don’t you? Why’d I never realize this? I’m such an idiot.”

“No, you were right. I shouldn’t have teased you and just told you long ago,” he tips my chin up and softens his gaze, “how much you really mean to me.”

I reach up and cradle his cheek as he gently wipes away my drying tears. We gaze into each other’s eyes while time passes unnoticed. I have no idea for how long, but all I can think is how beautiful his eyes are... windows to the soul, and his is bared naked for me to see. I pull his head down and place a second kiss upon his lips. “And Hak, I’ve always loved you too. How could I not, even when you drive me crazy... in the end you’re the only one that’s ever made me feel happy.”

“It’s my body, right? You just love me because of my body.”

I smack his chest hard, “do you always have to ruin the moment and make a joke!”

As I move to hit him a second time, he grabs my wrist, laughing at my weak attempt. “I’m sorry, it’s just too easy to tease you. I’ll stop for now.” He kisses my fingers before releasing them. “I should get dressed.”

It was in that moment that I realize Hak only had a towel on leaving very little between us. My eyes widen, “o-oh!” One wrong move and the fabric would easily unravel.

“Are you gonna get off my lap?”

I take a deep breath, ready to make a move of my own. My eyes blink slowly, rising to meet his in a coy but stern flutter. “No.”

He chuckles, “no? Come on princess, let me get dressed.”

“Maybe... I’d rather you be undressed.”

Hak’s eyes shrink to pinpoints, with his mouth slightly agape in shock that I would say such a bravely seductive suggestion. I giggle, oh how quickly this bad boy crumbles. My hands weave around his neck, fingers ghosting along the skin.

This man has haunted my dreams and my loins for far too long, and now that I know he loves me, I’m not going to waste the opportunity. I shift my position to straddle his thighs comfortably, and lift my body pulling him to me, kissing, caressing, showing him, this was no fairy tale.

“Yona, wh-what are you doing?!”

“Showing you, I believe. Now shh...” placing a finger on his lips, “no talk, just drive.” I move his frozen hands from my waist to my ass where it’s bare warmth seems to revive them, for they squeeze gently and provide support. “Mmm,” I murmur against his lips; this was better than any dream.

“You’ll be the death of me my princess,” his lips press forward against mine. “But one I’ll gladly face.”

“Don’t worry Hak, we’ll slay the dragon together.”

He growls low, “careful. Do you have any idea how much I’ve pent up over the years?”

I narrow my gaze, “yes, I do.” Then unroll the portion of towel keeping it from unraveling in retort. “Now stop treating me like a kid.”

His blue eyes flashing wild are the last thing I register before finding myself flipped onto my back. I gasp, pinned below him, so small compared to his larger frame. He reaches behind my back and pulls the strings securing my bikini top free. I move to cover my chest on instinct, blushing fiercely from his lustful gaze.

“Now coy?” He teases lightly. So, I drop my hands slowly to the sides, baring myself to him. But I can’t bring myself to look him in the eyes just yet. “You know we can stop at any time, right? I won’t make you do anything you don’t want to.”

“No, no, I know... this is just new and a little scary.”

“Then allow me to make those fears melt away princess.”

I nod my head, “yes, please don’t stop Hak. I do want this too.”

My top is tossed to the side as he lowers himself further, kissing at the nape of my neck. His lips burn trails along my skin in a ring of fire, suckling, in pressured kisses. I want to tell him no hickeys please, but the words die away in my throat when I feel his hands begin to massage my breasts.

The temperature of the room rises along with my moans muffled to the roar in my eardrums. I hear little, but the rest of my senses are on overdrive. Every touch like electrical charges and the smell of sex quickly enveloping my nose. I can still taste a bit of sea salt from his lips.

“I still can’t believe it’s not a dream,” he mumbles against the swell of my breasts. Me neither, I purr back.

I gasp loudly and my body reacts when his mouth covets a nipple, arching and pressing into his oral kisses. He sucks and pulses against the sensitive button, teasing with both tongue and teeth in a twin assault, playing with one breast then switching to the other. His hands mold and caress, guiding my body where he wants it to go, while mine react based on his movements. They run through his hair or trail his back and neck. My fingers squeezing, nails digging into his flesh when he hits a sensitive area.

As he moves lower down my stomach, my breathing hitches. He’d left my breasts swollen and tender and now there’s a sinister glint in his eyes. He watches me watching him as he places the softest kisses in a trail.

Down he goes, yanking my bottoms off as his body slides off the end of bed. I squeak loudly as he yanks me to the edge of the bed but before I can grasp what he’s doing my legs are over his shoulders and his mouth clamps down on my sex. A gasping moan cuts through the air and my body freaks out with a jolt. “Hak!”

His hands grip my pelvis, keeping them in his clutches. I see the wide grin on his face as his tongue sweeps slow and steady from bottom to top parting my folds. When it comes center with my clit, he sucks hard and I see stars. My hands flail, grabbing and holding tight to the bedding around me. I bite my lip to stifle my moans but it’s a fruitless effort when he’s eating me out like a lollipop.

How is he so good at this?! Every pass of his tongue, swirling, sucking on my bud sends delicious shivers rolling through my body. I can’t think, I can’t see, my mind is consumed by his ministrations like a puppet on a string.

“Look at me Yona.” His deep voice commands and I do as if under a spell to follow his beck and call. My eyes gaze back, moist and glistened, half-lidded in the throes of lust. “Time for the next level,” he smirks.

Next level? What d... “Ha—kaaaa!” I cry out as his finger slips into my entrance. My thighs clench against his head, squeezing it like a cantaloupe. But he doesn’t stop there, sliding it in and out a couple times, then adding a second. His hand moves and holds me down by my stomach as my body begins to writhe.

His tongue continues to suck on my clit, but his fingers add to the heat roiling in my core like a rubber band being stretched to its breaking point. I’ve given myself little orgasms before but nothing like the explosion evident on the horizon. I can feel the friction they’re creating against my entrance. How the palm of his hand bumps when he pushes them as deep as they’ll reach.

His fingers scissor and curl in a come-hither motion pressing along the inside walls. I jolt and squeak when they hit upon a spot. I hear him chuckle. What the hell is he—oh, oh!!! “Hak—u!” The fiery friction his fingers create coupled with the sucking on my clit are too much, snapping the final coil. His garbled name sputters out in waves like the orgasm rocking my body, but he holds me down easily, relentlessly to make sure my orgasm has me seeing white.

It feels so good it hurts! “S-St-Stop—“ I push on his head as tears of joy cloud my vision. The area was on fire, sensitive to even the slightest touch.

Hak sits up on his knees licking off the clear juices coating his fingers with the biggest grin of accomplishment I’ve ever seen him sporting. “You’re so beautiful all flushed and out of breath.” His smile makes be blush again.

He crawls back on, helping me to scoot over to the center of the bed. I swallow hard when I see the size of his erection. Being a tiny girl with a big guy... you do the math. ‘Don’t freak yourself out now Yona,’ I calm my racing mind. Already my imagination is running wild at how it will finally feel to go all the way with Hak.

Seeing a worried tremble in my lip, Hak cradles me close against his body. He tips my chin, running his thumb against my cheek. “It’s up to you Yona if you want to continue. It was my pleasure simply satisfying you.”

“I’ve wanted this w-with you, to have you be the first Hak. I-I wanna make you feel good too. Please, let me?”

“Okay, whatever makes you happy.” He sits up with his legs bent at the knee and rotated to the sides. Then he pat his thighs. “I’ve heard this position is easier for the first time,” he explains, “you get to control things, especially in the beginning and stuff.”

I nod my head nervously. Hak doesn’t need to elaborate for I understand exactly what he’s talking about. Girls talk, and sometimes there’s pain if it’s too fast or rough. The fact Hak cared enough to know that relaxes me a little and makes me feel relieved.

He rolls on the condom I grab from his nightstand. “Just go-slow princess. There’s no need to rush. And you tell me if there’s something you want me to do.”

“Okay,” releases out in a long exhale. I position myself, saddling his lap and raised, poised over him. He holds his dick steady for me as I lower myself. A shiver ripples through my frame when it barely makes contact; my sex still swollen and tender to touch.

I nibble my lip and close my eyes, pushing myself onto him, gasping when the head pushes through. The instant heat also takes me by surprise. Guess all that blood flow served a second purpose. But it wasn’t just me who’d gasped. I look up and see Hak’s head tilted back slightly and his eyes closed. Even his fingers are curled against my hips. I press on, slowly sinking lower until it’s all the way inside. This wasn’t so bad after all. No, it felt freaking amazing! I bring his face back to focus and kiss his lips. “Are you okay Hak? You look shocked.”

He groans and presses deeper into the kiss. “If I’d known sex felt this good, I would’ve seduced you sooner.”

“This is your first time?!”

“Of course, it is!”

“But you seemed so skilled...” I blush, “you know earlier, I just assumed.”

“Jaeha’s been schooling me,” he blushes too. “I wanted to be ready if this ever happened. But don’t tell him I told you that!”

I giggle, “my lips are sealed, but...” I look down shyly, “I don’t know what to do next.”

“Oh!” He chuckles and starts directing my hips with his hands, “rock from you waist, use your thighs to help you. Just go by how it feels, and I’ll help you too.”

So that’s what I do. “Like this?” My hips start rocking forward and back. His hands drop down and cradle my ass and I feel them squeezing as he groans yes’s and his eyes roll back. It feels so good I join his moans. Wow it’s hard to focus at the same time!

His forehead falls onto my shoulder and his breathing grows haggard as I press longer, harder into my strides. I almost giggle out loud when my brain equates this to riding a stallion. Yup a stallion named Hak.

My breathing shortens as I pace myself. The heat building up in my core is aching again. This grind is causing a delectable friction that if I don’t slow down, I’ll lose myself too quickly.

“Fuck, Yona you feel so good,” he moans and kisses at the nape of my neck. “It’s settled, I’m marrying you and I won’t take no for an answer.”

I pull his face back up, “I accept,” kissing him on the lips. But as I hold the kiss, I lift my frame, sliding up his shaft and stopping when I feel the head pressured at the entrance. A muffled groan is trapped in his throat, redoubled when I slide down again. Oh, I like how this feels!

Over and over I do it, allowing the length to rub against the pressured walls, before pushing back down again. “Fuck,” he moans. “Yona, don’t stop, don’t... stop...”

As amazing as it feels my legs are growing tired. “I’m sorry,” I whimper, “ I can’t keep this up Hak.”

He lifts me up and rolls us over until I’m on my back and he’s nestled between my thighs. Then he maneuvers my legs over his hips, and I comply by hooking my ankles into his thighs. Hak starts pumping; I gasp and arch my back pressing my chest to his. Wow it’s deeper!

His head is rested on the bed next to mine as he uses his elbows to keep his weight off me. But his hands are glued to my pelvis and applying a downward force on them and his hips press upward.

“Hak,” I whine. He’s gonna make me cum a second time! His thrusts outpace my ability to keep up and I give in to the heat waves of my orgasm.

“Fuck,” he groans too as his breathing falters and voice grows strained.

Hak pumps his hips a few more times and I can feel a pulsing sensation inside coming from his dick that I assume is from an orgasm. Finally, after one last thrust, he buries himself to the hilt inside me and collapses in a panting mess.

After several minutes, he bundles me in his arms and rolls us to a side position while our breathing calms down. He kisses my forehead. “I love you so much Yona. That was more than I could have ever dreamed of.”

“Mmhmm,” I agree and nestle close to his warm chest. “I love you too Hak.”

“I meant what I said earlier, you know. I’m gonna marry you Yona.”

I lift my head and pull his lips against mine. “I believe you.”

[harleyquilt]

Hakyona hcs

1) Yona enjoys being close to Hak when he's asleep. When Hak is asleep and Yona is sure everyone else is either looking away or sleeping (they're totally awake), she reaches forward to brush away the few strands covering his eyes. At this point, Hak is already awake, but he stays silent as she continues brushing her fingers through his hair. She often whispers things to him too, like how cute and relaxed he looks. He can't help but break into a smile after a while. She always gets flustered afterwards and she swears she won't do it again. No one is fooled, though.

2) It's no secret that Hak also likes playing with Yona's hair. No, literally, have you seen the panels where they're hugging?? But other times, when they're just sitting around the campfire, he starts playing with her now longer hair. He often braids it, something he and the others often did to each other in the wind tribe. When he turns her around to see if the plaits look nice, (to him, everything looks good on her and he's not wrong), he finds that her face is completely red. Despite her blushing face, she ends up asking him to play with her hair some more afterwards.

3) It's not uncommon for Yona to wake up from nightmares every now and again. Her traumatic experience is still fresh in her mind. Most of the time, her cries wake up the others and they all comfort her until she can fall asleep again, Yoon making some warm milk to help her sleep better. Some nights, however, she wakes up to Hak looking over her. Seeing her toss and turn, he wakes her up and asks if she wants to sit next to him whilst he's on watch duty. She agrees and sometimes, she tells him about the nightmares, but most of the time, sitting next to him is enough to stop the tears. She falls asleep against his side and he carries her back, promising that he'll scare away any bad dreams like he did years ago.

[queenofmoons67]

HakYona Week 2018: Innocence

@hakyonaweeks

Summary: The dragons and Yoon almost die from the cuteness overload of Hak and Yona accidentally holding hands while they sleep.

If you would prefer to interact with this fic through AO3, it can be found here.

Word Count: 417

After a year of travelling together, Yoon should have been used to it. He had lost count of the times either Hak or Yona had fallen asleep and the other had joined them. Sometimes the joiner worked on something, sometimes they dared to fall asleep. But one thing had always remained constant: they never touched. This new situation had never been a problem. And yet, here they were.

Hak had fallen asleep first. He had actually made it to a blanket for once, albeit one hastily thrown down near the fire. Yoon was definitely blaming the fire for all of this. 

It was a cool night, but not cold, and the air around the fire was actually comfortable. It was certainly better than in a tent, and with the added bonus of Hak already being there, Yona had moved her own blanket in between Hak and the fire and laid down.

In her defence, there had been several feet between her and Hak when she did so. In Hak’s defence, when he left his own blanket and rolled onto Yona’s, it was likely because he unconsciously sought the warmth of the fire. Yoon certainly hoped that was the case, or his heart might explode.

The point was, when Hak rolled onto Yona’s blanket, his hand accidentally fell into hers. And Yona - because, though Yoon didn’t know this, she was used to sleeping while holding someone’s hand - quickly took advantage of the situation. While still asleep, she enclosed her fist around Hak’s. And there it was. The death of Yoon and the dragons. Hak and Yona, though accidentally, holding hands while they slept. 

It was adorable. It was too cute to handle. It had Jae-ha pulling his hair out and Kija staring at them with actual hearts in his eyes. Zeno had taken one look at the two lovebirds and hadn’t looked away since. Ao had either fainted or gone to sleep right next to them, and Yoon honestly couldn’t tell which.

Shin-ah was in no state to tell him the answer, either, as the blue dragon was obstinately sitting on the other side of the fire staring in the opposite direction - he had said it was to keep watch, but Yoon had never seen a fiercer blush in his life. And he had survived Kija’s puppy crush on Yona.

As for Yoon himself… well. He had quickly set about making dinner, because if the scene lasted much longer, his blush might actually rival Shin-ah’s.

I hope you all enjoyed, and please let me know what you think!

[taotrooper]

fake marriage, ridiculously oblivious shoujo protag, characters falling on each other in awkward positions, yandere love interests, love at first sight are some tropes I could think of

Thank youuuu

fake marriage/dating

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

This is a good trope (well, not in romcoms…) but since I’ve never read it for my ships yet, I can’t tell if I’ll like it or not.

ridiculously oblivious shoujo protag

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know | Wei Ying You’re So Stupid

My most recent OTP is the embodiment of this, so considering I’m as amused by his idiocy as I’m exasperated, I guess this makes me quite partial to it now? Well, we’ll see the next time I see one of these. Also, even if I’m indifferent to HakYona, I will defend poor Yona from her haters over this.

characters falling on each other in awkward positions

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

I started watching anime in the 90′s so this is a classic. HOWEVER, I do roll my eyes when a) there’s a panty shot and/or b) a guy’s hand lands on a girl’s boob. For less fanservicey comedy though, it’s good slapstick

yandere love interests

NO | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know | 

THANKS, I HATE IT. Bonus when they become the fandom’s waifu/husbando and you can’t get away from seeing their creepy ass everywhere (hi Fire Emblem………….)

love at first sight

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

I much prefer a buildup and see the character(s) falling in love, but sometimes I do enjoy it. I was raised by Disney movies so it permeated me a bit. Of course, a crush at first sight that grows to become love is the best of both worlds

[a-kouka-rat]

So, during this break of AnY I re-read almost every fanfiction I could find, and here are today’s fanfic picks. #1: What I saw in the moonlight One of the best pieces of fanfiction in this fandom. Well-written, engaging and finished. It was written before the XIng arc, so it features a completely different Xing situation. I think it’s better you go into it without knowing too much of what’s gonna happen. ( contains some mild violence). please read it and come discuss it with me a love this story so much. #2: A modern twist Basically, the HHB play truth or dare, and they are later joined by Lili, tae-jun and Suwon disquised as a a woman. (everyone keeps calling him M’lady ). Light hearted, fun, overall a joy to read. #3 :I don’t want to live on the moon Another one of these absolutely incredible fics. It’s ongoing, extremely well written and PAINFUL. I have to say I avoided starting this, because it has an OC as the protagonist. It takes a trope that is usually very badly handled and turns it into gold. (it contains violence)

#4: Soon We’ll be found I may not be very much into the HakYona ship, and I generally don’t read fanfics with the pairing as the main theme, but this one is a good one. It’s written in a really nice way and the amtosphere it creates is beautiful. (Warning though: It contains explicit sexual scenes :) ) #5 A heart-shaped box Oh, what is that? Did you say you want some good old OT3 pain? Don’t worry, I got you covered. There’s a bunch of OT3 fic to go around. I chose this one, because it’ well-rounded, well-written, short and painful. #6 Comfort If you read the previous fic and want something to put on the open wounds of your OT3 feelings heart, I have just the thing for ya. Warnign though :This is PURE SMUT. And it contains happy OT3 doing happy OT3 things and being merry. You’re welcome.

#7 To raise a king In case you still somehow are not acquainted with  fallenwithstyle’s Alien AU, here’s my advice: Start with this fic. Splendidly wirtten, and a great take on what one might consider nothing but a crack idea. And I wholeheartedly reccomend reading everything the author has written about thsi AU, they’re all golden pieces or writting (as is all her work in general). If you have no idea what this is about: Suwon is an alien AI. Trust me and read it even if it sounds crazy. #8 The blood of kings Judoh observes Suwon as he grows from the death of his dad onwards. I’ve read this a bunch of times. It’s well-written (from Judoh’s POV none the less!) and deals with Suwon’s teenage years, that are an unkown part of akayona, in a very believable and impactful way.

#9: Second impressions something in the same category as fic #8, Judoh getting to know teen!Suwon a little better. Deals with the subject of Suwon’s concealed abilities in a very nice way.

#10: Exploration by touch

If you’re into Joodoh/Soo-won, I suggest reading this, and everything else sorasan has written for this ship. The reason why I link this specifc fic is because it’s shippy but held back (a delight in ship fanfics, sometimes all you want is harmless fluff) and so a great starting point if you’re unsure about the ship or not familiar with it. (or you can  just jump straight into Once You Fall (which is rated E, mind you) and enjoy yet another rare find in fanfics: an Intercrural sex scene (in all my seven years of reading smut, I’ve come across this only twice)

#11 Godmother

Excellent choice if you’re more of a HHB kind of person. Well-written, with a unique style, this is the gangster AU you never knew you needed in your life. #12 The things we said

Compilation of exceptionally-written one-shots. Hak eats soap in one of them. Nice stuff. Read it.

#13: Fumbling

Warning, once again, this is porn. It’s also Soohak, so if you’re into that, I strognly suggest this little diamond. one of the first fics I read when I joined this fandom, and my go-to fic when I need my soohak feelings tank replenished.

Alright, so that’s it from me for now :)

if you go on AO3, you’ll find an awful lot more fanfics to read. With how small this fandom is, the number and the exceptional quality of fanfiction is impressive.

[fairytales-magic]

Finally posting the gift for my amazingly talented, funny, dorky, mutual fawning-over-hot-men friend @goldwerewolf​!! It’s awkwardly late but Happy Birthday Golden Gal!! (idk where the name came from but it’s stuck now :P)  

An angsty Hakyona fanfic is my belated gift to you! I hope you enjoy it! *she laughs maliciously, knowing full well the contents of her story*  Plus shoutout to my Beta reader @dillislazii​ for helping me work out the bugs. Many thanks to you!! 

{Based off the saddest scene in Mulan 2. Y'all know which one.}

Also posted on my AO3!

Love Me But Do Not Leave Me ~Chapter 1: Sacrifice Is a Four Letter Word

There once was an ancient tale, that long ago man and woman were once one sole being. Together with four legs and hands plus two heads they lived as one. But the gods feared they were too powerful and as a result split them in two. It is said that though torn apart man and woman would spend their entire lives searching for their opposite half, desperate to reunite once more. When found there was no greater joy, and when death separated them there was no greater sorrow.

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Sheets of rain descended upon the countryside, the four dragon warriors and Yoon taking shelter under the protection of the mountains side, mournful expressions upon each face.

“We should get the princess out of the rain. She might catch cold.” The somber reluctance Yoon spoke with held no real persuasion. The five companions merely gazed aways off at the redheaded figure on her knees. No one stepped forth. None had the heart to. Thunder rumbled in the near distance, as though agreeing to leave her be.

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Mere hours before Yona and company had been traveling within the mountains dividing the countries of Kouka and Zing, all in high spirits despite the blanket of dark clouds looming above. Zeno was counting on water falling before long, joyfully exclaiming nothing made a landscape shimmer better than a hearty rainstorm. The journey was long and treacherous, though no worse then past trips their group had been on. They’d expected to make it to the mountain’s pass by nightfall, but fate chose to be unkind to them. Bandits praying on passing travelers tried setting their sights on the Happy Hungry Bunch.

Three of the dragons and lightning beast took the large group head-on, the others hanging back in the event they needed long distance aid. Yona hadn’t sensed the figures approaching from behind until Zeno had fallen, being struck on the head and felt arms hoist her up and over a shoulder. A frantic glance around showed the boy genius had been similarly captured as well.

“We got lucky.” The bandit with an ear piercing holding Yona grinned to his partners, the four dashing off with their stolen prizes. “These beauties are bound to fetch us a high price.”

“Hak!!”

The bodyguard finally caught sight of the kidnappers splitting off in different directions.

“Damn it!” Hak grunted, turning towards the other fighting Dragons. “Jaeha, lend me your help!”  

The Green Dragon and Lightning Beast took off in different directions, Jaeha leaping right for Yoon while Hak ran forward for the Princess. The bodyguard caught sight of three men as they began crossing the rickety bridge connecting Fuuga to Kuuto. Using his glaive to vault himself onto the bridge, Hak landed smack in the middle next to his target; the unfortunate fool who dared touch his princess.

With a swift kick to the bandit’s leg Hak snatched Princess Yona from his hold, placing her on her feet. Jabbing the bandit straight in the face, the Lightning Beast sent him careening over the bridges side and plummeting down the cliffs deep ridge. The remaining two who’d managed to escape stood at the bridge’s end.

“Screw this.” The bandit with an ear piercing turned to his partner. “Just cut it!”

“Go. Run!” Seizing Yona’s wrist Hak tugged her in front of him and they made a mad dash for the opposite end. They’d managed to make it three-fourths of the way before the bridge’s strength gave way beneath the princess and ex-general’s feet.

Yona reached out in vain for the ledge but grasped only air. A breathless scream ripped from her lips as she felt herself go weightless, squeezing Hak’s hand still holding tight to hers. This is it she thought helplessly. This is how i die. As gravity took hold Yona momentarily felt time slow to a halt. In it she saw Kija, Jaeha, and Shin-ah sprinting towards them, panic etched in their every feature. But she knew they were too far off to make it in time. Squeezing her eyes shut Yona braced herself for the inevitable.

Suddenly, something brushed against her. A thin, rough material. Yona didn’t have time to process what exactly. In a split-second decision, she blindly snatched at whatever it was in the hopes for something good.

Rope! It was rope! Adrenaline raced through her body, the course braid burning the skin of her palm but Yona refused to let go. Gripping tight to Hak they jolted to a halt.

“Princess!” He called below her, both their breaths coming in short, heavy pants. “Are you alright?!”

“I’m fi-ugh!!” Yona grunted, her slim arms under immense strain trying to hold herself and Hak’s combined weight. “Nyghuh…”

Voices up above shouted frantically, the four dragons and boy genius scrambling for a way to reach the pairs only tether to land before it was no more. This is okay. We’re gonna be okay Yona forced herself to repeat, not daring to look down where her dangling feet hung. It’s gonna be alright…

As if on cue there was a sudden jerk, the frail rope holding the princess and lightning beast began to slowly fray, string by string coming undone from the excessive weight. Not good. Not good at all!

“Princess, listen to me.” Yona dared a glance down at her bodyguard, catching a look of resignation in his face that made her stomach clench. “It won’t hold us both…

I need you to let me go.”

“No!!” Yona shook her head furiously, refusing to even acknowledge the idea. “It will! I know it will! It has to!” Tears pricked her eyes at the absurdity of his suggestion, but also from pain creeping up her arms with all the weight she was enduring. Surely Yoon would find a way to save them before…

Another jolt, more violent this time, showed the rope holding them was dangerously close to snapping. Something had to be done and soon.

“Princess…” Hak gently called, looking up to gaze directly into her eyes. His princess, his dearest friend, his only love. “I’m sorry…”

“Stop it! No!!” Face now shrouded in hair Hak released his grip. Yona tried desperately to hold on but his massive hand slipped through her fingers in seconds, his body plummeting downward and swallowed up by the thick mist swirling underneath.

“HAK!!” Yona’s horrified shriek reverberated off the cliff’s sides, tears cascading down her face as she reached out to where he’d just been.

“HAAAAAAAKKKKKK!”

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Water dripped off the red-headed princess’s skin, the rain soaking her to the bone yet she felt none of it’s chill.  

Yona had not wept when they hoisted her from the frail rope, nor had she screamed once on solid land. She simply sat there, tears pouring down her cheeks, face a mask of shock.  

Motionlessly she stayed knelt beside the cliffs edge where the bridge remains hung, staring at the lightning beast’s glaive in her hands.

Yona remembered when he’d first got it, the immense strength he possessed when wielding it gave him great pride. He had used it when training her, had taught her to fight and protect not only herself but others as well. And yet what good had that done her? Skill had not saved Hak when he needed help most. The knot within Yona’s chest tightened at the thought. Once more she’d been too weak to save anyone, and this time Hak paid the ultimate price.

She saw her violet eyes in the reflection of the blade’s surface, drained of any emotion save a hollow sadness gazing back at her.

Hak.

A flash of lightning and thunder boomed overhead, replacing the reflection of mournful eyes with ones of sky blue. A steely gaze surrounded by tanned skin and hair of deepest black. Within those eyes she saw silent admiration and a love so intense gazing back at her. Eyes that did not regret their decision.

Yona felt something within her snap, taking the pieces of her already broken heart and shattering them to dust. Her hands gripped tightly the hilt of his weapon.

“HAK!!!“

With a strength she did not know she possessed, Yona raised his glaive high, bringing it down with force enough to bury the blade in the ground before her. Her shoulders shook heavily as she sobbed anew, certain the ache she felt within her heart could never heal.  He was gone. Gone in the blink of an eye. Gone…because she couldn’t hold on.

There she stayed till dawn broke through the sky, it’s radiant light painting the scattered clouds intense shades of crimson. And yet none could enjoy the beautiful sight, the only color seen above was that of sky blue.

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{*cough and sniffs* Yeah i’m all good, this is fine we’re fine.

If it’s any consolation, Shang DOES live in the end, soooo who’s to say Hak doesn’t also? Eh? Eh? ;D }

[hakyonalove]

HakYona Fic: Shadow Men

Could you imagine Hak wanting to kill the princess?

(You can also find the fic under “agum” on AO3)

HakYona Fic Part 3/21

Prologue: Chapter 1:

Chapter 2

When Hak was eight years old, he walked alongside Mundok as they approached the castle gates. Once two guards confirmed it was the wind general, they let the two inside. Hak was once again amazed as he took a step inside. The bright snow that surrounded the courtyards and the many soldiers that walked with strength and confidence were an interesting combination, one Hak imagined himself in someday.

"You must be on your best behavior, Hak," Mundok reminded him for the fifth time. Hak stopped replying after the third. 

"General Mundok!" a soldier shouted, running his way toward them. "The Five Tribes Meeting has just begun. They're anxiously waiting for you."

Mundok nodded and patted Hak's back, silently telling him one last time to behave. When Mundok left him to himself, he wandered alone. Hak grinned as he made his way toward the villa, the one that was offered to the princess just after the queen died. With every step in the snow, he couldn't help but fall back and mark his place on the earth. After all, that's what's asked of every human when there's snow on the ground.

Hak made his snow angel in silence until he heard two other voices. He remained silent as they approached him, not realizing his presence in the slightest. That is until one of the children stepped on his chest.

"Princess, watch where you're going!" Hak scolded.

And that's how it all started. When did Hak, Princess Yona, and Soo-won ever not have a good time together? Even as they played around and eventually got sick, the three of them all enjoyed each other's company. In fact, it had been one of Hak's favorite days.

When Mundok came and threatened to beat his rear with a whip but was scolded by the nurse, Soo-won and Princess Yona both acknowledged that Mundok obviously loves him since he came to see him. But in Hak's mind, he couldn't imagine it. Mundok? Love him? Really? No one's ever loved Hak. At least he didn't think has.

And when Soo-won's father came, Hak was astounded. He definitely believed that simply by his presence, he scared Hak's fever away. But despite his immense intimidation, Hak was amazed at Soo-won's strong father. In a way, he admired him.

In the end, it was Princess Yona's father, the king, who was left to find his sick child. He waited almost two days before seeing her, and by that time, the princess was almost already healthy again. Even though Hak said he respected the king and that he was probably busy, he couldn't help but be annoyed by that. He was the reason Princess Yona wouldn't eat and he was the reason she was sad. He was probably the reason she was as sick as long as she was.

Hak heard the talk that went around the country. He knew what people thought of him. Only Mundok thought highly of the king, but others... They thought he was a coward, and Hak was beginning to think they were right and Mundok was wrong. Which was astonishing. Mundeok? Wrong? Impossible.

But the longer it took for Il to see his daugther, the more Hak began to agree that he is in fact a coward who won't even face his daughter's illness. But finally, all he did to redeem himself was make his daughter an awful bowl of porridge and barely hug her.

From that day on, Hak didn't respect the thing that much anymore.

[theaologies]

What are some of your favorite HakxYona fan fiction?

Hi there! Okay get ready lmao I take this very seriously so it’s really long oopsI know I’m missing good ones and would like to HIGHLY encourage you to search through AO3 on your own to find ones you like!! The HakYona tag isn’t that long lmaoI’d say check FF.net too but lord that place sure is a hell hole. I sorted through the entire AkaYona tag for you tonight and it just reminded me that somewhere out there I still have Hetalia fic I wrote in 2010 posted on that site. Scary.Also you can check out @yona-chan who does an excellent job of reblogging/posting all the Yona fics that are posted to this blue abyss.

UHHHH I included some Hak/Yona+ fics too because I’m a poly shipper with them through and through Anway fics marked with – in front of them are like top faves. Enjoy!

[General]Requiem- Hurt/Comfort, Established Relationship, Nightmareslike being thanked by the sun- Fluff, Realizations, First KissNovocaine- Fluff, Hurt/ComfortTake Me High- Noragami AU. Not HakYona centric but Really GoodFive Too Many- AU Babies, HHB Family Feelings, Major FluffFalling Like Leaves- Fluff, Kisses, Established Relationship–Putting Two and Two Together- Precanon, Love Potion, Innocent LoveDreams are Poison Drenched in Honey- Longing, Angst[Teen]A Dangerous Game- First Kiss, FluffLimerence- Realizations, First Kiss, Fluff, Sexual Innuendos –for happiness- Consensual Infidelity, Canon Divergence, Implied Sex, Pregnancy,  Mild Descriptions of ChildbirthMake Me Feel- Fluff, Confessions, First KissDrunk- Modern AU, Alcohol Mentions, This Is Silly But I Love It(incomplete) A Nation Given Form- Nudity, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Growing Up Together, 5+1Heartbeats- Drabbles–“Would You Kiss Me If I Asked You To?”- Canon Divergence, First Kiss, Making Out, Getting Together, Requited Love, Fluffthis love, it is a burning sun- Canon Divergent, First Kiss, Pining, Kissing Lessons, Unrequited to Requited Love, Growing Up, RealizationsWherever You Go- DrabblesWhat I Saw in the Moonlight- Really Long. Like, nearly 250k words long. Basically a canon divergent alternate series.–fall in love with the sea- Fantasizing, Kissing, HEAVY Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Mostly Hurt, Kind of Tragedy–A Place in the Sun for Hak- Angst, Fantasizing, Longing, HEAVY Angst, Kissing, Kind of Tragedy, Confessions, Decisions, This Killed Me and My Entire FamilyKing’s Game- Getting Together, First Kiss, Realizations, Confessions, Set Ups[Mature]bear trap- Implied Oral Sexa hundred kisses- Kissing, Frustration[Explicit]Try to be Living as Your Vice - Oral Sex, Anal Fingeringprivacy [or lack-thereof]- PWP, Attempted Sex, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sexthat damn honey jar- Accidental Voyeurism, Mutual Masturbation, Canon CompliantSalted Wound- Infidelity, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex–Breath Me- Modern AU, First Kiss, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex, Love Confessions, First Timetalk like a top, take it like a bottom- Vaginal Sex, Very Mild Bondage, Fem!Dom, Edging, Oral Sex, Handjobs, Established Relationshipstand by you- Frottage, Established Relationship, Cowgirl Position, Vaginal SexCaving In- Getting Together, First Kiss, First Time, Oral Sex, Vaginal SexLittle Like Truth, Lot Like Love- First Kiss, Getting Together, Oral Sex, HandjobsSparkle- Vaginal Sex, First Time, First Kiss, Attempted Bathing, Confessions, Handjobs, Fingeringadore her (she’s a storm)- Speculative Future Fic, Queen Yona, Fingering, Oral Sex, Teasing, Vaginal Sex, Table Sex, Established Relationship–we’re still here- Speculative Future Fic, Established Relationship, Oral Sex, Face Sitting, Vaginal Sex, Reunion SexHoneydew- Canon Divergence, Kissing, Lots of Kissing, Fantasizing, Longing, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex, Growing Up Together

Hak/Yona+

[Teen]

–-The Consequences of an Action [Hak/Yona, Suwon/Yona]- Angst, Marriage of Convenience, Consensual Infidelity, Speculative Future Fic

–Gathering Flowers and Carrying Fire [Hak/Yona, Hak/Yona/Jaeha]- Longing, Getting Together, Fluff and Angst, Sexual Innuendos, Polyamorous Relationship

–a heart-shaped box [Hak/Yona, Yona/Suwon, Hak/Yona/Suwon]- Longing, Poly Character (Double Target Sexuality?), Flashbacks, Sexual Innuendos, Unrequited Love, Submissive

–The Near Sky [Hak/Yona/Suwon]- Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe(s), Modern AU, Polyamorous Characters, Polyamorous Relationship, Happier Universes™

–Maybe in Another Universe, I Deserve You [Hak/Yona/Suwon]- Canon Divergence, Happier Universe™, Polyamorous Relationship

[Mature]

Drunken Days Lower Inhibitions [Hak/Yona/Jaeha]- Alcohol, Drunk Flirting, First Kiss(es)+, Threesome

[Explicit]

Superimpose [Hak/Yona, Kija/Yona]- Fantasizing, Longing, Voyeurism, Oral Sex, Angst, Unrequited Love

–Suggestive [Hak/Yona, Jaeha/Yona, Hak/Yona/Jaeha, Shinah/Yona, Kija/Yona]-Harem Queen Yona Polyamorous Relationship(s), Poly Character(s), Threesome, Vaginal Sex, Fingering, First Time, First Kiss, Longing, Accidental Voyeurism, Making Yona Happy™, This Is My Current Favorite Fic Please Read This

At Their Hands [Hak/Yona, Yona/Suwon, Hak/Suwon, Hak/Yona/Suwon]- Angst, Dream Sex, Objectification, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Vaginal Sex, Dom/Sub

–Bittersweet in Between [Hak/Yona, Hak/Yona/Suwon]- Speculative Future Fic, Angst, Vaginal Fingering, Anal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Anal Sex, Threesome

[queenofmoons67]

HakYona Week 2018: Healing

@hakyonaweeks

Summary: After Hak wakes up from the cliff fall, Yoon is busy so Yona reapplies his salve. They both take the moment to have a serious conversation about what happened on the cliff.

If you would prefer to interact with this fic on AO3, it can be found here.

Word Count: 580

Hak looked up as Yona squatted next to him. She looked a little on edge, but that was typical these days. What concerned him more was the determined look on her face and what she held hidden in her hands. Setting down his glaive and sharpening tools, Hak gave her his full attention. 

“What can I do for you, Princess?”

“Yoon is busy packing, but he told me it's time to change your bandaging. Apparently Ik-soo is hopeless at medicine, so…” She gave him a hopeful look. 

He stared back, not getting it. 

Yona let her hands open, revealing clean bandages and a tin of salve. “Yoon told me how much to put on, and it's not like you've never bandaged anything before. So let me apply the medicine, and then you can direct how I bandage your wounds.”

Hak studied the supplies, hoping his princess was either too nervous or too focused to notice the blush burning the tips of his ears. He might not survive, but - 

“Sure,” he said, forcing a flippant tone and slipping his robe off his arms to bare his chest. 

Yona leaned in to carefully unwind the bandages wrapped around his chest and shoulder. 

“This should never have happened,” she murmured.

Hak startled, the flinch almost pulling the bandages from Yona’s hands.

“What?” he asked. “Yona-hime, I was protecting you. If this hadn't happened you would be dead. I would make the same choice every time.”

She shook her head, head down focusing on her work but shoulders set. “Kan Tae-jun didn't want to kill me. I wouldn't have -”

“That didn't prevent his archers from firing at you,” Hak fumed. His face was still heating up, but this time in anger. The conversation had distracted him entirely from Yona’s hands. “Yona-hime, I will always protect you. Please get that through your head.”

The last of the bandages came off with a yank, and Yona reached for the salve. She didn't speak until she had coated her fingers and began rubbing it into his chest wound. 

“You shouldn't have to.” Hak held in a wince as her fingers pressed a little too hard. “You shouldn't - I should have been able to do something.”

That was too much. Hak grabbed Yona’s hand in his, uncaring of the way it coated his own in medicine. 

“You did do something. Princess, I may have been upset at the time, but if you hadn't stepped out of your hiding place, I would be dead. So please, Yona-hime, don't blame yourself. We both did the best we could.”

She finally looked at him. Unshed tears lay in her eyes, but she nodded firmly. “If it comes down to it, I'll do it again,” she warned.

Hak released her hand. “I believe you. Trust that I will do the same.”

She studied him, and he did the same with her. He wasn't happy with her decision, just as he suspected she wasn't happy with his. But he also knew neither of them would back down. They would both have to learn how to be happy with the way things would be. 

Closing his eyes, Hak leaned back on his hands. A beat passed, and then he felt Yona’s hands on his skin once again. Unlike before, they were steady and unfaltering. They didn't press too hard, but neither did they hesitate. This was his princess. This was who he loved, now and forever. This was Yona.

This was supposed to be a bit of fluff with embarrassed Hak, and then Yona snuck in a ton of angst. Oops.

Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed, and please let me know what you think!

[queenofmoons67]

HakYona Week 2018: Promises

Summary: When Hak falls in battle, he watches as Yona protects him.

Can take place almost any time after Hak started teaching Yona the sword.

If you would prefer to interact with this fic through AO3, it can be found here.

Word Count: 445

It was supposed to be just another battle. The Dark Dragon and the Happy Hungry Bunch would rush in, help the locals, and leave. Yona and Yoon would provide support from a distance, one with the bow and the other with medical.

At least, Hak thought to himself, that bow has definitely come in handy today. So there’s one less promise I have to feel bad about breaking.

Their plan had quickly been torn to shreds. The four dragons and Hak had been spread out trying to rescue the injured, and the only thing that explained what had happened next was… I got complacent. Too used to having someone at my back, and as a result I let my guard down.

Hak had gone down with his guard in a flurry of arrows and a sword slash to the back: A scar to match the one on his front, only this time, it hadn’t been gained protecting his princess.

If only it had been… Hak thought, staring up at a pink and red blur. At least then I would have some kind of excuse…

The four dragons had been too busy defending themselves and the locals to rush to his aid, and so the only person capable of it had rushed from cover. She stood over him now, the sword she had too little experience with in both hands, her bow and arrows stowed away for the time being. The sword he had fought and resisted against teaching her, his promise to her father always on his lips.

Don’t worry, Hak!’ she had said when she arrived. ‘The battle will be over soon, and then Yoon will be able to reach us safely!’

Baka-hime… the only one I’m worried about is you… how in Kouka did you manage to reach me safely?

“Hak!” she said now, breath coming in pants. Her hair floated in a wild dance around her head - or maybe that was the blood loss. “Hak! Stay with me! Keep putting pressure on that wound!”

Putting pressure on…? Oh, that’s right. When she first arrived, she had made sure his hand covered the one arrow wound on his front. Baka-hime… baka-Raijou… I’m supposed to be the protector… what will I tell Il-heika?

“Hak! Your wound!”

That’s right…

Yona moved out of his sightline for a moment, and when she reappeared it was in startlingly clear focus mere inches above him.

I’ll tell him… I failed you, Il-heika… but I think your daughter and I…

“Hang on, Hak!”

I think we saved each other…

The last thing Hak saw before he passed out were her eyes brimming with tears.

This fic is continued in day four, ‘Battle’, through Yona’s eyes. It can be found here.

Thank you for reading, and I hope you all enjoyed! Please let me know what you think!

[queenofmoons67]

HakYona Week 2018: Battle

@hakyonaweeks​

Summary: Hak falls in battle, and with the dragons busy fighting, Yona must defend Hak by herself.

Note: While this can be read by itself, it is an alternate POV and continuation of “Promises”, which can be found here.

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Word Count: 1080

It was supposed to be just another battle. The Dark Dragon and the Happy Hungry Bunch would rush in, help the locals, and leave. Yona and Yoon would provide support from a distance, one with the bow and the other with medical.

Their plan had quickly been torn to shreds. The four dragons and Hak had been spread out trying to rescue the injured, and the only thing that explained what had happened next was… I didn’t provide good enough support.

Hak had gone down in a flurry of arrows and a sword slash to the back: A scar to match the one on his front. And both are my fault… But the only thing I can do now, is protect him as he has protected me.

The four dragons had been too busy defending themselves and the locals to rush to his aid. Yoon had his hands full with the injured. As the only one left, Yona broke from cover. Her quiver shook upon her back as she ran, bound tightly enough that it didn’t bounce, but her bow string threatened to tangle with her dress and her short sword remained trapped in its sheath. In her panic, she hadn’t thought to switch weapons. But the soldiers on the outskirts of the battle, turning to face her as she neared them, wouldn’t just let her pass.

Protect him. That’s all that matters. 

Dropping her bow, uncaring of where it fell, Yona finally drew her sword.

Against an army of generals, she wouldn’t have stood a chance. But these were foot soldiers. Basic training was no match for a princess trained by her own general. She ducked and weaved around weapons and people, fighting where she had to, but always, always, running to Hak. Eventually, she skidded to a stop with one foot on either side of him. His hand, still holding a dagger which had kept their enemies at bay until she arrived, dropped to his side.

“Don’t worry, Hak!” Yona panted. “The battle will be over soon, and then Yoon will be able to reach us safely!”

Her fingers clenched tightly around the sword grip. The battle will be over soon. Yoon will reach us in time. He will reach us in time. I promise, Hak!

There was no time to do anything but pray and fight. With the surprise over, the enemy converged back around them. It took everything Yona had to parry away the first blows, but there was still more to do. Rushing in would do nothing if Hak died before Yoon could reach them. Spinning around, one foot lifting over Hak to balance both on one side, she blocked a sword strike and stepped on his hand. 

Pain, she recalled from her past experiences, whether emotional or physical, can be enough to shock a person into action. 

“Put your hands on your wounds, Hak! If you can, put pressure on them!”

She spared a glance to make sure he obeyed her, and paid for it with a knife skimming her bicep. Immediately after, a sword cut into her thigh, but it was shallow and she parried the one aimed for Hak, so she called the moment success. Then another sword collided with her own, and the weight of it pushed her backwards. Yona stepped back over Hak to plant a foot on either side of him once more. Two men fell behind her while she did, Jae-ha’s knives in their sides.

“Hak!” she said, breath coming in deeper pants than before. It was harder to breathe; her chest ached with it. She couldn’t imagine how Hak felt. “Hak! Stay with me! Keep putting pressure on that wound!”

The dragons were closer to them than before, and drawing most of the attention at that. She could afford to check on him.

“Hak! Your wound!”

You’re not covering it anymore! … Hey, Hak… Why do I keep calling your name, Hak?

A man charged at them with a roar. She met him with her own battle cry, leaping clear over Hak to gain momentum and block the oncoming broad sword. It’s swing vibrated through her own short sword and up her arms. Her hands grew numb, so she clenched them tighter around the grip as she stared up into a furious face. Then the man was gone, and Kija was there, and she let her sword fall. She had more important things to take care of than a simple tool.

Yona dropped to her knees beside Hak and peered into his eyes. They were cloudy with pain, but they managed to focus on her.

“Hang on, Hak!”

Don’t leave me, Hak… give me more chances to call your name.

His eyes closed, and Yoon appeared beside them.

Hak… Don’t make me a liar, Hak… Let me say Yoon reached us in time. Hak…

Zeno didn’t let any of them help set up camp. Their injuries, he declared, meant they forfeited the responsibility. Him and the thankful, uninjured locals would take care of everything. While they did, Yoon cared for all of them. First Hak, as the most urgent case, and then the other three dragons who - in all of the chaos - had accumulated at least a dozen small wounds between them. Finally, he turned to Yona.

“Let me see,” he commanded. “Your arm and leg first, then your hands. Don’t think I missed seeing you get any of them.”

“But -” she began to protest, eyeing Hak. He lay on a straw mat, chest and back heavily bandaged, face as pale as when they first met Yoon.

“I can do it here,” the genius pretty boy sighed. “Just let me treat them, Yona. Don’t deny me that, after that reckless move of yours.”

She nodded and held out her arm. She kept her eyes on Hak and murmured, “He would have died if I hadn’t. Trampled under foot, if not stabbed.”

“I didn’t say it wasn’t necessary or heroic. Just not good for my heart.” Yoon finished flushing the wound, and started wrapping it. “Honestly, you and those beasts… it’s like you want me to die young.” He patted the tied wrap and announced, “Your leg is next, and stop looking at Hak like that, Yona. He’s not about to die. Not with me here, and not after all you did. His principles wouldn’t let him.”

When he woke, it was to stare into violet eyes as they filled with tears. “Yona…” he whispered.

“Hak,” she smiled.

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Burning Bright [NSFW]

Fandom: Akatsuki no Yona Ship: HakYona Rating: Explicit Notes: Precanon. Yona has some particular dreams for the first time. They do not involve the “correct” person Hey check it out they’re not fucking in closets this time. 

Peach blossoms float lazily on the wind as Yona lies in a clearing in the orchard, their soft scent wafting around her. The grass is soft and the sun’s rays are gentle on her skin as they peek between branches and through leaves, bathing her in a calming warmth. She lets her eyes fall closed even as she listens to the sound of familiar footsteps approaching, coming to a stop beside her as their owner joins the young woman in her little piece of heaven. Fingers brush her long hair, splayed around her head like a fiery halo, and Yona can’t help the little smile that cracks her lips. She can feel the other person shift beside her, moving to brace them self over her with the hand that isn’t currently caressing her cheek, and has to stifle a giggle when their warm breath tickles her throat. Lips that are both inexplicably rough and soft at the same touch the skin there; once, twice, as they move to her face slowly. They’re gentle and lazy, drifting not unlike the peach blossoms across her skin. A quiet, happy sigh escapes her throat as those lip skim lightly over her features and Yona doesn’t think she has ever felt so at peace. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, her guest’s mouth meets her’s, and Yona drinks in the kiss like it’s the finest tea. She reaches up to cup the person’s face without opening her eyes; caressing their jaw, feeling the familiar stubble of unshaven skin as she deepens their kiss, unable to get enough of the way they feel against her. There are fingers in her hair again, though this time she feels them knot and unknot in her locks, tugging at her scalp lightly as they kiss. And kiss. And kiss, for what seems like forever. Yet, when they finally do part it feels over far too soon, and Yona opens her eyes to gaze up at her partner. And finds Hak- of course of course, her mind tells her- smiling down at her, wearing a look that is so soft and so loving that it brings a warmth to rival the sun’s blooming in her chest. And she can’t help but return his smile, hands brushing along his face and into his hair as her wedding ring catches a stray sunbeam. Without words, she coaxes him back down, urging him to kiss her more. But his lips meet her throat again instead, though this time instead of working their way to her mouth his kisses trail down, over her collar bone and to her chest. Briefly, Yona mulls over the fact that she doesn’t remember being naked or getting undressed, but the thought is quickly dashed away as Hak’s mouth finds her breast, and all other considerations are lost to his tongue. Yona moans quietly as he works his magic with her, lapping eagerly at her skin before wrapping around her nipple. He sucks at the little bud lightly, none too hurried, as he massages her other breast, drawing sounds of pleasure from her mouth. After awhile he switches, giving his attention to the breast he was fondling. His hand, however, travels farther down her body to brush the coarse hair between her thighs, and without a thought Yona parts her legs to give him better access. Against her skin she feels him give a hum of satisfaction. Hak’s fingers skim over her a few times before they press against her and Yona can’t help but buck against his hand, something like lightning running through her core. He continues his ministrations without distraction, not fazed in the least by Yona’s unabashed moaning or her desperate rocking against his hand. She arches up- almost off the ground- when a finger presses inside her, followed shortly by another. Yona only realizes his mouth is no longer against her breast when she hears him making quiet noises of approval at her reactions. She’s sure he’s saying actual words, though she cannot understand them. Suddenly she is empty, his hands having left her skin all together, just as she began to feel that tight knot that had formed within her start to unravel. Yona’s lips part and her eyes open to complain, to demand touch her more, but she is greeted by a sight that makes her heart clench in her chest. She hadn’t realized Hak was just as naked as she was, having been too distracted by his mouth alone, but now she’s able to take him in in all his glory as he kneels between her parted thighs. Yona’s tongue goes dry in her mouth as she glances him over, drinking in his thick arms and rippling abs and the trail of dark hair that leads down to his- oh. The young woman feels a blush color her cheeks as her eyes trail over his form, down to where he holds his length in his hand, waiting for her to give the go-ahead. She feels herself nod, despite her embarrassment, and parts her legs further yet in anticipation. Hak leans down to meet her, bracing himself over her once more as she feels his shaft prod against her entrance. A shiver runs down her spine as he catches her mouth with his once more, swallowing up her sounds as he presses into her, sheathing himself within her completely in one smooth movement. There is no pain on Yona’s end- just the satisfying feeling of being full of the man she loves. As expected, Hak makes quick work of her, turning the woman beneath him into a panting, writhing mess in a few short minutes. She gasps and moans her love for him, rocking her hips in tandem with his thrusts as her nails scrape down his back. Yona can’t get enough of the way he feels- pressed against her, pressed inside of her- or the noises he makes against her mouth, letting her know how much he enjoys her, how much he wants her, how much he loves her. It’s all too much for Yona to handle and once more she can feel that tight knot start to unravel in the pit of her stomach, especially as one of Hak’s hands begins to stroke that bundle of nerves between her thighs. Her legs wind their way around his hips, pressing him deeper into her even as he increases their pace. But it isn’t until she hears him give a soft groan of “Yona” under his breath that she finally loses all semblance of control over herself. It’s her name- the first word she’s heard clearly since they started- in that low, raspy baritone of his that pushes her over the edge, flooding her vision with white and her body with warmth as that knot in her belly finally comes undone. —– Yona wakes with a start- a gasp flying from her lips as she sits straight up, heart pounding a mile a minute.    It takes her a moment to get her bearings, but slowly she realizes that she’s in her bedroom in the castle- and definitely not in some fantastical orchard under the sun. "A dream?” She asks herself softly, pressing a hand to her thudding heart as she glances around the familiar, empty room, “oh… a dream…” A gentle knock at her door draws her attention, “Princess?” A voice calls just before the door slides open. “Are you alright? I heard a gasp…” Hak says, peaking his head in from the doorway. “Ah, yes, thank you,” Yona tells him, shifting to turn toward him, “it was just a…” she trails off as violet eyes meet blue, and all the exact memories of her dream come rushing back to her. She feels her face flush red as she looks at him, suddenly unable to draw her eyes away. Her mind races through the dream- through the feeling of him touching her, kissing her, and- “oh!” she sucks in a breath, pressing a hand to her mouth in shock. She- she had dreamt about! About such- such indecent things! Things terribly unbecoming of a princess! And with Hak nonetheless! N-not even with Suwon, her dear sweet love! Oh, Gods have mercy on her, what had she done to- “Um, Princess?” Hak calls again, stepping a little further into her room. “You, uh, you okay? Your face is the same color as your hair…” He moves to walk toward her, to check to see if she’s really alright, but stops short as something whizzes by his ear and slams against the wall with a sharp crash. “Oh, Gods, Hak! Get out!” The young woman snaps at him as she readies herself to toss the cup to match the plate she just threw at his head. “Get out and stay out!” The frightened, confused man throws his hands in front of his chest in surrender, backing up as quickly as he can. “I’m going I’m leaving.” He tells her, trying to figure out just what he had done this time to offend her so. “Jeeze, someone’s cranky in the morning,” he grumbles to himself, shutting the door just in time to avoid the decorative tea cup that surely would have met his face. When she’s sure he’s gone Yona throws herself face first into her pillows and lets out a wild shriek.