#heheh its entertaining

[skitskatdacat63]

Timeswap!Vettonso(I blame @ayceeofspades for this)

Thoughts:

References HEHEHEHE:

So the dynamics would be: STR!Seb x Aston!Fernando and Post-Retirement!Seb x Ferarri!Fernando(~2011-2012)

The former would be a Seb who is very hungry for Fernando's attention, but now he's with a Fernando is actually now very willing to give him that attention. Fernando is constantly repeating in his head: "Don't fuck the twink don't fuck the twink don't fuck the twink", but every time they end up on the podium together, Seb always ends up being all over him and "accidentally" groping him. So Seb is still a brat but is with a Fernando who's not gonna just be cold to him but will indulge him instead 🤭

The latter is more angsty AAAHHH!! Cause its a Fernando who is in Ferrari hell and Seb who is post-catharsis. And to quote C, Fernando is like "why are you so happy??? Did you win!?" and Seb responds: "no :)" But also I am not immune to Seb being coy and playing with Fernando. He now understands why Fernando was the way he was back then because he's now gone through the same thing with Ferrari, but also wants him to stop being so gloomy and angsty about it.

Don't ask about how these AUs work, just know that they have knowledge of what their original counterparts were like so it's weird for the younger versions to get to see what ends up happening to the other, and then allows the olders to gain a new perspective instead of their biased memories(i.e.: "you're not who I was villainizing you as in my head" = both of them realize that they were building the other up as such an antagonist in their head but then, oh, he's just like me fr)(but for younger Seb, Fernando realizes Seb just wanted to be friends :( and so now he's trying to be more of a mentor.)

[lesbianturrets]

Hhhhh the social battery is absolutely DEAD right now

[causalityparadoxes]

Having someone basically my age act all coy about immature sex jokes as if im too young to understand pisses me off so fucking much. Like bitch shut the fuck up we're the same age. Stop being a little bitch about it

[kneelingshadowsalome]

How would konig react if reader left? like maybe without a trace n just disappeared cause she couldn’t anymore?

Hehehe... No one escapes König.

TW/CW: Can we just all agree that toxic!König is a trigger warning on its own from now on? I mean, it's the regular: stalking, harassing, sexism, potential killing(s)... also light angst (featherlight if you compare to the "cheating on König" answer.)

I mean, sure, he would be upset if he found out reader is trying to get away from him. He's not stupid. König knows he's built different (in more ways than one) and knows he will never be the man reader deserves. Still, he is fixed on the idea that they belong together. They are carved from the same tree. She is the moon to his sun, the light to his darkness. Wherever she goes, he goes. It should be the other way around, but if the woman of his dreams plays hard to get... Sure, he'll entertain her.

If someone approaches reader, König gets very territorial. Those poor souls get threats, maybe even some stabbing – this really depends on the situation. But if reader tries to detach or leave the relationship, he would observe this change in behavior with curious anxiety.

If drastic measures are taken and she tries to escape or make a disappearing act, König would simply do everything he can to find her. And let me tell you: this man can and will outwit anyone who doesn't share his background and training. So unless reader gets some actual, skilled, professional help from outside, she doesn't have much of a chance.

And when König eventually finds her, he would try to talk her back. Just persuade, persuade, persuade. Apologize if and when he has done something wrong. Shower her with attention and compliments and gifts. Beg, even – on his knees like a lovelorn knight. If reader says it's over and she doesn't want to continue the relationship, it would break his heart. But that would only last for a day or two. He knows who he belongs to and most of all, who belongs to him, so he would form a plan. König wouldn't get too discouraged.

He would simply draw his shoulders back and stay around. For years, if need be. After all, he already won her heart – he will do so again. He promised he would never let her go.

He would check up on her, be very suave and gentlemanly about it. Reader can always talk to him if she needs someone to turn to. They can at least remain friends, right?

If she answers his calls, he would at some point come over. Uninvited, yes, but just to pay a brief visit... See if she needs something. He is always willing to help should reader need something. A bookshelf needs to be assembled? He's on it! Reader needs a ride somewhere? He's already on his way. Whatever it is, he can do it. (He will show her how useful he is, verdammt noch mal.)

If reader tries to see others... uh-oh. König would start by threatening the possible candidates. No one would stay around for long to oppose this man. If they did, well, death sentence for them! Or at least a new hole somewhere. While he sort of knows that what he's doing is wrong, he also can't stand the idea of someone laying eyes, let alone a finger on her. He can't stand the thought of spending the rest of his life without her, because if she were to find someone new, someone better, he would watch that shit from afar and slowly break to pieces. And that's just not an option.

One slip of a comfort fuck, and she wouldn't get him out of her house. He would view it as a sign that you're back together again no matter what you tell him. Also, did I say comfort fuck? I meant mad, pent-up pounding that lasts the whole night. The sheets would be in shreds, reader would be covered in sweat and cum and tears and bite marks made in the heat of passion and frustration. The cuddles that follow nearly leave her bruised. König has missed her SO much 💞

So, the cocktail would be: hunting her down, harassing, stalking and "helping" her, bullying her dates... Our king would even resort to simping 🥺.

But König would only say he's in love. He will simply never find another you ❤️. (And you're not allowed to find anyone else either.)

He would view it romantic in a way: reader forces him to woo her all over again! As we already know, hunter/prey dynamics only give him a thrill. She must like the setting too. Why else would she do something like this? "Women and their games…" That would be his thought, accompanied with a shrug.

[yuriisclumsy]

After I read that Cale x flirty reader!!..I screamed..Like oh my!!.. Can I make a request where is the enemy to lovers?.. Like the reader is a villain who likes to flirt with Cale every time they meet. In addition, this reader is shameless.. Definitely a mess dan chaotic 🤣🤣🤣.. And the reader kisses Cale on the cheek before she leaves saying 'Next time we meet, I'll ask for the size of your ring finger, Bye baby.".. I want to see Cale and the many reactions too..Bye author

Take care of yourself 😘

Villains Have a Heart Too, Y'know

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 1,355

»»►When I got this request I was surprised many people liked Flirty Reader!

»»►I went off a bit from the request, but what can I do? When a good plot just pops up I have to follow it, no matter if it has little to do with the request. Still, I do try to make it as closely to the asker's request.

»»►I feel like, for this scenario, it would take place in the Whooper Kingdom–you’ll know why once you read.

»»►On another note, [Name] has had encounters with Cale ever since he somehow got transmigrated into the world of Birth of a Hero. The man is tired. But let’s be real, when is he not?

»»►Cale just has to deal with another headache-giving-maniac sadly.

Metals were crashing.

The clash between steel signified a battle taking place. Brutal forces wrestle against each other for dominion. 

Fighting for power. It has always been like this.

Walls and towers, buildings–whether high or low–cumbled due to the aggressiveness of battle. Many scurried off to safety, finding a safe place to hide until the warfare concluded with its victors.

In the Whopper Kingdom, where mages were deemed to be spans of evil, stood a woman of great talent. She was a genius in her field, with masses tittling her: “The Grand Magician.”

The Grand Magician had been a force not to be reckoned with ever since her ascension through the Magic Tower. Which is why she is the main target for the Rebellion; Toonka's sworn enemy.

“Come back here witch!” a wounded man yelled.

“Awww, is little Toonka unable to land a hit?” the girl said. She giggled at the man’s inability to harm her.

“Why, you little sh-t! AHHH!” The man–Tookan–charged at her with fists fully ready to punch her. He missed by a large margin.

“You missed me!~” the girl taunted Toonka. She had been flying on a broom this whole time, using spells to her advantage, without fully killing the barbaric man. She had the power to eliminate her opponent, but she found more joy from playing with her food.

She laughed at Toonka’s poor excuse of attacks.

“Get down here you demon-incarnate!”

“My my, that insult is far too sophisticated for you! Did you finally grow a brain?”

“I alway had a brain you b-tch!” Toonka leaped in the air in anger, and missed her once again.

“What foul language,” the mage manifested a staff, “I should teach you some manners!” Twirling her staff summoned a ray of spells; casting lighting in the field—all which Toonka managed to avoid. How lucky.

“Damn you woman!” Toonka screamed as he barely missed a bolt.

“Hehehe…HAHAHAHA!” The girl laughed hysterically with tears in her eyes. She loved to see people from above, scramble like ants.

“Hahaha...ahhh. Dear me, I haven’t had this much fun in a while,” she said, wiping away a tear that had formed.

An orb suddenly appeared next to the mage flashing in alert.

“Hmmm…” in amusement she took it into her hands, one hand gracefully waving above it. An image appeared on the sphere; a red haired male was shown through the ball—he seems to be inside the Magic Tower.

“Dear me, if it isn't my sweet love,” she looks at Toonka after making the crystal ball disappear, “sorry, little Toonka, seems our playtime needs to be paused and rescheduled to a later date. Hope you can keep entertaining me. Ta ta~”

Casting a spell, she disappeared slowly to the disgust of the man she bid farewell to.

She had done it on purpose.

“GET BACK HERE YOU WRETCH!”

…

The twentieth floor, the master of the magic tower’s room.

“I-I thought I was going to die…!!”

A young mouse-dwarf child had almost seen his soul ascending to the heavens above a few seconds prior, when his tiny body was lifted off the ground and flew to the top of the magic tower.

He stepped back trying to ground himself. He bumped into someone, making him turn around apologetically.

“I-I’m sorry,” he turned around only to see a cat.

“Meoow.”

His eyes meet the gaze I casted at him.

“...”

“Ah.”

How awkward.

“There is one more floor in the magic tower,” the kid said, diverting his embarrassing moment. 

“Then is the twenty-first floor the master's room?” I, in all my mercy, went on with my business like nothing happened. This was much appreciated by the boy.

“No, that’s not what we call it.”

“Then what do you call it?” I questioned him.

The real room of the master of the magic tower. A place that even the non-wizard alliance hasn’t found; a room no one knew the existence of.

At Least, that was the only thing that was stated in Birth of a Hero.

“Ground Zero,” a high pitched voice responded.

“We call it Ground Zero.”

It doesn't belong to the child, nor could it have come from him–since he didn’t know the room's actual name–the cats did not speak in this form, they knew better than that.

I can recognize that voice even if I become half deaf…

“[Name]...” I called the name of the intruder, facing her as she appeared from a mist that manifested out of thin air.

“Hello,” She smiled innocently, “it’s been a while…dear Cale.”

I stare at her with a suspicion of a hundred detectives. “What are you doing here?”

The children recoil behind me. The mouse: scared out of his mind; The cats: hissing at the intruder.

She had been causing nothing but wreck since the day I met her.

“Awww… did you not miss me?” She pouted.

“No.” I said bluntly.

In truth, although she is destructive, she’s never killed anyone. She may act like an evil witch, but she’ll alway cast barriers to protect.

The reason she acts like she does is still a mystery, even to me.

“Bo-hoo…” She pouted. She quickly got over it and spoke, “So, Want the treasure of this tower now? You know, if you called for me beforehand, I would have shown you the way.”

“Then take me there.”

“Nope,” She smiled teasingly at me. Honestly…can’t I just have a day without a headache. “If I did, you would just leave right after, leaving me all alone in this empty tower.”

“Then what do you propose?” I inquired.

“Well… I want to join your little fiasco.”

“*HISS*” the cats hissed at her. They really don’t like her.

I narrowed my eyes on her. I can’t deny that she would be really useful if she joined us. But on the contrary, the people of the anti-wizard organization would look at us in a not so good light. Tonka is my main problem. If I let her in, Toonka will follow me until the end of the world for, quote-on-quote, “betraying him.”

I don’t need more problems. But his majesty would kill me if he found out I didn’t recruit her in. Luck isn't on my side this time.

“You can join.”

“Oh, I knew you wouldn't let me—wait, what?” she paused, looking at me incredulously. “What did you say?”

“I said you can join,” I repeated.

“...”

“...”

“...”

“I CAN JOIN?!?!?!?”

We flinched back.

Jeez… Wasn’t it her idea in the first place? Why is she acting like this after I said yes? Honestly… I’ll never understand a woman’s mind.

“..yes,” I said slowly to not ignite another yell.

She jumped up and down while squealing in excitement.

“Oh, I have to go and pack my things!” she summoned her staff, with a swing in the air she started to disappear the same way she appeared. “See you soon love! Next time I’ll ask for your ring size!~”

“Oh, and little Mueller?” she spoke to the boy hiding behind me.

“Yes..!” he shrieked.

“Open up Ground Zero for Cale, will you?” She then fully vanished.

“*sigh…*” I turn to look at Mueller. “Well? Are you going to open ground zero, or not?”

“Ah! Y-yes, right away!” he scurried off to do what he was told.

What have I gotten myself into?

"Human, do you want me to obliviate her?"

"No!"

Fin

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[jaylleoo14]

I just love the idea of Azul being a total boy loser. Like that man could be so pathetic and babygirl omg he's so perfect. Imagine just a wet sopping dog from the rain!

Or just honestly the twst boys who have high esteems just not having their way. I find it entertaining to think about when things dont go their way and they are just beyond frustrated and annoyed. Or sometimes desperate, needing to take desperate measures depending on the context. I dont hate any of them but its most likely the sadism in me kicking in hahaha

Like Vox Akuma once said "...because it's the one with the most confidence that are the most satisfying to break."

Some prompts popped into mind on what I should write about and it led me to thinking that huehueheuheuheuheu

Like just imagining Leona failing trying to catch your attention or Riddle absolutely getting humiliated horribly when you reject him. Oh lord, that would cause quite the stir. Whoever was there to witness that is DEFINITELY going to be writing a paper on how to mind ones own business. Or perhaps turning down Vils advances. You mean THE Vil Schoenheit? HIM? WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?! Is he not good enough for you?! Perhaps Azul has a chance, of course! who wouldn't want to- ahhhh and there he goes. Azul is just flabbergasted and embarrassed because who WOULDNT want to be with Azul? Well obviously you wouldnt reject Malleus right? The crown prince himself who- you didn't let me finish. Well, he's not really embarrassed, more so amused and intrigued that you'd want to reject HIM. But he is offended, like you have the audacity to reject him? So bold of you really, he kinda finds himself liking it. You probably wouldn't hear a peep from Idia, having Ortho do majority of the talking for him. You dont outright embarrass Kalim but Jamil is experiencing second hand embarrassment from the way the whole ordeal just went, you were nice about it though.

its similar to the ghost bride event but instead its you they are trying to pin for. But for your own valid reasons, you reject all of them hehehe. Its such a funny imagine honestly ^^

[simplyreveries]

may I request the octotrio buying nuis of each other and making them go on dates? :D

nuis of eachother; octatrio

azul ashengrotto

he is so confused when he sees you suddenly show him little tiny plushies that are the replicas of you two… this must be yet another strange land thing. he curiously takes one from your hands and seems so genuinely surprised. he then gives an amused smile and asks you what gave you the idea to get the two of you something like this? he gives you an inquisitive look “...angelfish, did you make these?” azul does think it is pretty cute.

when he's doing business and work at the mostro lounge and azul finds you putting yours and his nui’s together like they're out on a date at the mostro lounge. he’d look at them and shake his head with an entertained look as you exclaim " they're on a date!”. you pretty much deemed your plush his and his yours, he keeps it in his room sometimes and leaves it neatly on his bed.

though sometimes you intentionally leave the two of your little nui’s in his office somewhere together chilling on his desk or tucked on one of the couches… and he doesn't notice as he's trying to get some poor savanaclaw student to sign a contract with him and sees the student looking at him strangely and wonders why… aksjdhjd

jade leech

jade seems a little surprised at first then gives a low chuckle; he finds the little plushies interesting. he’ll pick them up and look at them himself and wonder how you managed to get your hands on something like these, did you perhaps make them? have them customed made? he seems to be pretty fascinated at the mini replicas.

he’ll have a hand on his chin as he looks curiously at the little set up you put the two of them in, he’ll have this grin on his face as you tell him they're recreating one of your own dates. he'll tease saying if he should make them miniature food to match as well.

he will keep the little nui version of yourself that you gave him, probably on his desk somewhere nicely. jade thinks it's quite cute and can't help but let out some airy laugh as he settles for the night and sees it there.

floyd leech

floyd immediately loves them… he is eager to snatch them from your hands when you show him them and shows a grin exclaiming, he loves the new “little shrimpy”. he's also the one to usually prop them together like they are on a date, he thinks it's the silliest thing. “heheh look, now it's just like the two of us~!”. he sometimes just picks them up and playfully smushes their faces together making stupid kissing sounds.

uses them like a child using toys, he'll randomly pick them up and tell you he's reenacting your first date and do some over the top performance for you, greatly exaggerating how it went. he also tries to mimic your voice a lot.

he also likes the to keep yours on his bed, he sleeps holding it sometimes. though, when he wakes up in the morning its usually fallen onto the floor because i just know he moves around a lot (he has stepped on it at least once). floyd also likes that you have his too on your bed ad well, he says his the plushie will look after you when you're sad without him...!

[insidejiaqi]

Nat Day adventure

Had this in my draft for too long and didnt post hahahah.

WARNING: this is quite extreme. reader discretion advised.

Felt cute. pic not related to story.

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Made casual remark to do balls stepping on twitter. Someone actually replied and wanted me to do it to him. Tbh I never wanted to do meet ups. But I guess I was horny and itching to humiliate some loser. So I made an exception and agreed.

Before we met up, i made a ton on request to him to make sure it was not some set up to fuck me. I made him buy cable ties, blindfold and a chastity cage before going to the meet up point. It was national day so he had a hard time getting it which added to more entertainment for me.

When I arrived at the staircase, he was already there kneeling on the floor, pants unzipped with his dick sticking out locked in a chastity cage. He was blindfolded as instructed and has his hand tied together with a cable tie.

I looked around, made sure no one was around before engaging. took my carabiner and hooked his hands above his head to the railing behind.

"Mistress is that you?"

"mhmmm shhh no one gave you permission to speak"

instantly gave him a kick to the balls to punish him for speaking without permission. watching him squirm in pain was so enjoyable i had to do it again. and it did not take long for that to happen.

"sorry mistress... ahhhh"

another kick to the balls. still did not get permission to speak. ahh i just love gas lighting men.

"did you bring the stuff?"

"yes mistress. ahhh" - as expected, kick to the balls.

"you may speak now"

"yes mistress. its in the bag."

I opened the bag and the first thing i took out was a pair of used panties.

"wow your gf is one smelly bitch"

"yes mistress... sorry i shouldnt spea.. ahhhh"

I then stuffed the disgusting panties in his mouth which he seemed to like alot.

Next thing out of his bag was a pair of his gf's heels. I wore it and started stepping on his balls. Hand to his throat, I spat on his face and started slapping him.

"you f*ing disgusting loser. you like getting tortured?"

"mmhmmmmm"

"do you want me to stop?"

he shook his head.

"well, you said no limit loser. so i wont stop till i am satisfied."

"mhmmmmmm" he nodded his head.

Next i took out the clothes pegs from the bag. I pulled up his shirt and pegged his nipples. he was squirming in pain when the peg went on.

"oh is it too painful? i can take it off."

he shaked is head. but i did not care and yanked the peg off his nipples. he let out a scream that was muffled by the panties gag in his mouth.

"stfu! later someone hear you!" followed by another kick to the balls. so much striking on the balls that i feel he might not be able to make babies anymore.

placed the pegs back on his nipples and yanked it off a few more times before i keep it on permanently. then with the left over pegs, i clipped it on his disgusting ball sac and balls.

Last thing out of his bag was the lush he bought for his GF. apparently his gf was not to keen on using it. So I took initiative and made sure money is not wasted. Stuffed the lush up his ass and watched him moan in pleasure as the lush penetrated his ass.

"First time?"

He nodded.

"Time to turn it on HEHEH"

I sat back and turned it on from my phone to play with him. He instinctively wanted to crouch down. but because his hands is locked on the railing, he could not.

I was so turned on from looking at him squirming with his nipples pegged, cock locked and kneeling on the floor. I spread my legs, pulled aside my panties and started playing with my pussy. It did not take long for me to squirt my first load on to him.

"that is my present to you."

I continued playing with the intensity of the vibe till he was about to cum. then i stood up and stepped on his balls to ruin his orgasm. ropes of his white cum leaked onto the floor. some leaked onto my toes which was disgusting.

took out the panties from his mouth, released his hands from the railing and pushed his head to the floor.

"lick up you disgusting cum loser."

"yes mistress"

I stepped on his head as he licked his own cum up from the floor. at the same time, the nat day fireworks went off.

"hehehe this is fun. you can take off the blindfold after you count to 100. byeeee"

xxxxxxxx more extreme stuff. dont read if you cant take it. can just skip to the next xxxxxxxx

"wait wait!! mistress may i make a request"

"what"

"could you please pee in my mouth?"

"are you serious?"

"yes please!!"

I actually really wanted to pee at that time too. so.. well.. why not... i made him lied down on the floor. pulled up my skirt and squatted over him to pee straight in his mouth.

"mmmm, mistress you taste so good. you are my favourite drink." he drank every drip of it.

xxxxxxxx

"lol. kk. byeee" i adjusted my skirt, stuffed his gf's panties back in his mouth, gave him one final spit on his face and left. otw home, i saw the lush was still connected so i continued playing with it.

apparently he met his gf after and was trying to keep a straight face when the lush went off.

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Appreciate yall for reading my sexual recounts. Do yall think this is too extreme? hahaha but writing this got me so turned on i cummed 3 times while writing it. Took a few pictures of him. would it be too graphic to show it? HAHA.

If you liked it, do give it a like and reblog!

Follow me on twitter at @jiaqi2602 for short snippets!

[otomiyaa]

Traveler's Training

Aether & Sethos

A/N: Today is also the bday of the lovely @eliankrios!!! Happy birthday Elian! This one is for you^^ I hope you have a wonderful wonderful day!

Summary: Aether and Sethos spend some quality time and end up training for, well yes, the next time Sethos will challenge Cyno. Aether knows just the way to beat him... (Also on AO3)

Word Count: 1.2K

"Wow, wow, wow!"

Aether smirked proudly. That was already the 3rd time he heard such amazed and excited cries. He watched Sethos run around, look around, explore, cheer, and come back to him with sparkling eyes.

"Amazing, huh?" Aether said.

It wasn't his intention to, well yeah, turn Sethos' attention away from Sumeru's rainforest only to brag about his beautiful Realm Within, but it kind of happened when Cyno and Tighnari left them alone for some business they had to attend to.

Introducing Sethos to the Serenitea Pot Realm was possibly the best way of entertaining him in the meantime. Without Tighnari and Cyno by his side, Aether wasn't too confident about guiding him around Sumeru after all.

"We entered that thing, and -?" Sethos admired the vast exteriors and looked around the realm inside the magical teapot.

"Yes. When I'm not out camping or staying at inns and spare rooms, this is my home," Aether said with a proud smile.

"It's amazing, woah!" Sethos ended up dropping himself in the grass, and he looked up at the sky.

"All this, in that small teapot," he sighed. Aether sat down next to him and smiled fondly.

"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself. And also that you and Cyno have been getting along well, lately!"

Sethos glanced at him and nodded slowly. "Me too. It's a breath of fresh air to hang around him, and Tighnari. I still hope to beat Cyno sometime, though."

"Hmm?" Aether cocked his head. Sethos blushed a little when he noticed him staring.

"What? He beat me in a duel, of course I wouldn't forget that, even though we became friends."

Aether smiled fondly. He had grown pretty close to Sethos in a short time. For him to be this honest with him, it was quite sweet.

"I know," Aether said.

Sethos frowned. "Know what?"

"I know a way to beat Cyno in a duel. In a different kind of duel I mean," he explained.

Sethos gave a sigh. "I hope you don't mean that card game. I tried it once and he just completely..." Sethos kicked with his foot into the air.

"Beat my ass."

Aether laughed, poor Sethos was so new to everything! How could Cyno be so merciless with Genius Invokation TCG! Give the guy a break.

"Hehehe, yes Cyno is indeed quite the die-hard card player. But no I didn't mean that. I meant..." Aether rolled over and reached out.

"This!" He tickled Sethos' side which was perfectly exposed since he was relaxing comfortably in the grass while resting his head in his arms.

"HUUUU!" Aether jolted as well at the funny sound that left him. Sethos jumped up like a cat that had its tail stepped on.

"What, what?" Sethos cried. "Why did you tickle me? It really tickled."

Aether snickered and covered his mouth. "Did you not ever have a tickle fight? It's like a duel, but with tickling."

Sethos sighed and shook his head. "I know about tickling, yes. I'm pretty ticklish. But to use it in combat? Hmmm."

The way he talked about it made Aether laugh even more.

"It's the kind of technique I think you could use to beat Cyno. He is... rather ticklish. Even I beat him once... no, twice," Aether said, remembering that second time which actually wasn't really a tickle fight. Just Tighnari holding Cyno down, and Aether having the time of his life teasing and tickling him. Good memories.

"Really?" Sethos sounded genuinely interested. Aether nodded

"Would you like to practice? I can give you a personal training. I tickle you, you try to tickle me back. After some practice, you'll have some good chances of beating Cyno if you use this technique."

Sethos nodded. "Alright then." But without giving him a heads-up, and without getting in position first, Aether already tickled him again, this time with two hands.

Flailing his arms and legs, Sethos let out a hysterical cackle and he threw his head back.

"Hohoho hahahang ohohon I wahahasn't reheheady! Wahaaaaah!" he cried out. Aether chuckled and wiggled his fingers rapidly all over his sides and tummy.

"Then I'd get ready if I were you! Cyno may be ticklish, but he's also quite fast and strong, so I think you'd want to follow this training well," Aether said, clawing at the ticklish guy's torso without mercy.

"Buhuhut! Wahahah! Noooo!" Sethos howled, and his hysterical movements allowed him to turn himself over onto his stomach. Not that it stopped Aether. Pinning him face-down in the grass, he climbed on top of him and attacked his ribs from behind.

"Eyaaaahaha!" Sethos squealed, trying to wriggle himself free. Aether started to wonder if Sethos could ever beat Cyno in a tickle fight. The poor guy really was too ticklish!

"Alright, alright. I'll give you a chance. Tickle me back!" Aether exclaimed and he jumped up and watched Sethos pick himself up on all fours.

Breathing heavily, he stood on his legs and reached out with his hands formed into claws, But Aether simply dodged, caught both his hands and pulled him forward, then threw him back down in the grass and resumed the tickle attack on him.

"You missed!" he sang.

"Waaaahahaha that wahahasn't fahahair!" Sethos cackled. Aether gave him two or three more chances like that. But one time Sethos only tickled him once before Aether easily turned the tables. The second time, Sethos was a little too hesistant, so Aether tickled him before he could even strike.

And the third time, heh. Sethos already started laughing before he even tried, seemingly anticipating Aether's counter attack.

"I wasn't doing anything yet," Aether said as he watched Sethos flinch and giggle.

"I know - but! Waahhh!" Aether tackled him down again and decided to tickle him until he begged for mercy, just to teach him how tickle fights like this could work.

"Do you surrender?" he asked, but Sethos shook his head and laughed hysterically.

"Nohohooo! I dohohon't!"

Laughing along with him, Aether tickled him some more, wiggling his fingers under his arms, against his sides, all over his tummy and even behind his knees, finding the sweetest tickle spots to make Sethos squeal and giggle.

Before Sethos surrendered, they were already interrupted by the arrival of Tighnari and Cyno.

"What is going on here?" Tighnari asked. Aether moved off Sethos, and the latter also got surprisingly well back on his feet with ease, his cheeks a little flushed and his hair messy.

"U-uh ah... I was getting some of the, eh, Traveler's training," he explained tiredly.

"Training?" Cyno asked. Aether signaled to Sethos not to say more; he still had a long way to go before he could beat Cyno successfully in a tickle fight.

"Y-yeah you know. We were just playing around. So, shall we go on or would you like to rest here first?" he asked Tighnari and Cyno. They smiled.

"It's nice here, let's stay for a bit longer," Cyno said.

"I agree," Tighnari said. "Do you have any tea at home?"

"I do," Aether said, and they followed them into his home. Meanwhile he patted Sethos on his back.

"We can practice again next time. Until then, let's keep this training a secret," he whispered. Sethos nodded.

"U-understood. I'll do better next time." Smiling, Aether thought he actually couldn't wait. He was having that much fun!

[rose-above-dark]

Day 1 of writing ultrakill: hehehe machine powered by blood!! Mankind is dead, gabriel wants to fuck that machine

Day ???? Of writing ultrakill: hell is alive. Hell is alive and we are the entertainment, marked by blood as the fuel. The terminals watch us: for they and we are ultimately what’s left of humanity. They are an archive of everything mankind has ever achieved and one of its last remaining idols. There is nothing left to consume but yourself. The loop will endlessly repeat until either entropy- or yourself finally, mercifully ends it. You and Gabriel are tools now without purpose and now you must find it. Through Gabriel are you able to reach peak performance, the penultimate version of yourself. Through V1 Gabriel is able to achieve a form of deliverance- ecstasy through a newfound freedom. This is a wretched, bloodied love story that’s alive with every player as its intestines and entrails- eating itself whole. By killing each other- you will destroy everything you have left. You must break the loop today or the loop will repeat tomorrow. Gabriel really wants to fuck that machine and V1 wants that angel BADLY

[mingispelvis]

As I Say

Genre: SMUT sub!mingi x dom!reader, afab reader, a smidge of yunhoxreader?? To set up part 2 hehehe

Length: 6.1k

Summary: You find out Mingi has a sub kink and decide to play into it.

NSFW warnings under cut 18+ i'm watching you

Warnings: alcohol, use of nicknames (good boy, baby boy), use of mommy but not during anything sexy, masturbation (female), vibrator, SUBMISSION, DOMINATION, oral (f/m receiving), 69, one pinky in y/n’s booty for 1 second, unprotected sex (don’t u dare!), finishing inside (YOU BETTER NOT!!!!).

:) :) :)

Friday nights were the best nights for semi-formal events. You could get respectfully tipsy off of the best alcohol the host had to offer, and then get trashed at the afterparty knowing you had nowhere to be Saturday morning. This Friday, SM Entertainment was holding their annual Entertainment Gala. Every idol and their team was allowed to go. It was a massive event to say the least. You’d been working with Ateez for a while, now, and you knew the best way to get all eight boys out the door on time was to be at the dorms the whole time. That’s how you ended up where you were now: lightly sipping a mixed drink, laughing heartily at something Wooyoung was complaining about, and eyeing Mingi from across the room.

Mingi. 

When you first started working at KQ, you thought he was a bumbling dork with a polar opposite stage persona. Now, you know he’s a bumbling dork with a polar opposite stage persona. You hadn’t planned on crushing on him (or any of the idols for that matter), but one late August night, you fell hard.

Literally.

//

You and Mingi were sitting up on a ledge overlooking the lawn. You were drunk, he was drunk, and the bass was reverberating in your sternum from the music pumping at the party in the house behind you. He told you about his parents and their restaurant. You told him about your friends and your family. You looked deep in his eyes and he looked into yours and smiled. That one, crooked tooth he has captured your heart and you suddenly felt dizzy, nervous, and horny all at once. Dizzy won out, though, and you lost your balance and toppled to the grass below. Mingi jumped off the ledge and cradled your body as you rubbed the knot forming on your forehead. His look of immense concern was magnified by the moonlight glowing in his eyes. You saw Mingi differently from then on out. What you didn’t know was that he saw you differently from that night as well.

//

Back at the pregame, you were watching Mingi devour a bowl of chips and dip, and quickly averted your eyes when his head turned your direction. You pulled out your phone to make it look like you weren’t just boring holes into his head and- oh shit. 7:30pm already.

“Holy shit EVERYONE! We gotta get dressed right now! It’s already 7:30pm and doors close at 9!” You scream as you close out of your music app and, thus, abruptly stop the music playing over the speakers. Everyone begins hustling and bustling towards bedrooms and bathrooms to prepare to look their best. As the only girl, you got the privilege of having a private bedroom and bathroom, so you headed there to get ready. You decided on a form fitting, short black dress, black tights, and black red-bottom heels. Your hair and makeup was at its sexiest and your jewelry was classy. You decided on a bold red lip at the last second. As you came out of your room, you bumped directly into a large, broad body. 

“Oops! I’m sorry!” you started. Large hands grabbed your shoulders to steady your body, and you heard “Hey it’s ok!” from Mingi. Mingi looked gorgeous. You were clearly awe-struck by the way your mouth hung open like you were trying to catch flies. Mingi slowly let his hands slide down from your shoulders until they dropped off your body. 

“You look amazing,” Mingi practically whispered, breathless due to your beauty. You began to respond but were cut off by Hongjoong. 

“Come on, lovebirds, you can eye-fuck each other later. We gotta go!” Hongjoong lightly shoved Mingi as he walked by towards the exit of the house. You knew your cheeks were burning, so you didn’t even bother a look back at Mingi. Grabbing your purse that had fallen to the floor when you slammed into Mingi, you quickly headed for the door. 

“Shit, wait, my phone. I can’t find my phone.” Mingi patted his pockets and spun in a slow circle in the search for his device. You sighed and pulled out your phone, ready to do your duty.

“I’ll call it. Go listen.” You tilted your head at Mingi in faux annoyance as everyone else filed out of the house. The two of you began to walk throughout the house to listen for the light vibration of a cell phone forgotten. Mingi ran to his room and began putting his ear to every pillow and blanket. You, on the other hand, knew Mingi liked to get ready with Yunho, so you headed to Yunho’s room. Perched at the edge of Yunho’s desk was Mingi’s laptop, and, sitting right on the keyboard was his phone. 

“Call it again!” Mingi’s voice was barely audible. He must be under the bed. You were about to call out that you found it when Mingi’s laptop screen came to life. “Of course, he doesn’t have a password.” you thought to yourself as you tried to decipher what it was you were seeing. 

BDSMtest.org was the URL. In white lettering you saw, “Mingi, your BDSM percentage is below.” Next was a heat map of kinks. At the top of the list in bright green: Submissive. Then Degradee, followed by Voyeur and Rope Bunny. In chartreuse: Switch. Eyes wide and heart thumping, your hands moved before your brain could stop you. You clicked on each to read the definitions. You already knew, but you had to be sure.

Submissive: Submissives like to follow. They like to give control away to their partners.

Degradee: Degradees like to be degraded and humiliated by their partner.

Voyeur: Voyeurs enjoy watching others have sex consensually. 

Rope Bunny: Rope Bunnies like to be tied up and restrained using ropes, cuffs, or other.

Switch: Switches like to be dominant and submissive.

   “Hey did you find it? I don’t hear anything in my-” Mingi had walked over to you and saw everything you were reading. You attempted to slam the laptop shut, but Mingi saw it all. His eyes went wide, his cheeks burned red, and he stammered out an attempt at an explanation. Before he could get too deep into “it was a joke” and “I’m not a sex creep”, you shoved his phone into his hands and ran out of the room with your head down.

The ride to the party was, luckily, split between two cars, so you opted for the car without Mingi. You wanted to forget everything you just saw. Sadly, Hongjoong had other ideas. 

“So!” Hongjoong started as he plopped down next to you. “You and Mingi, huh? What’s up with that?” He asked with a smug smile on his face.

An incredulous look spread across your face and your eyebrows scrunched in disbelief, “Huh!? Nothing is up with that.” You responded, shaking your head.

“Oh come on. I see how you look at him and how he looks at you.” Hongjoong rolled his eyes and playfully slapped your arm.

You perked up at the mention of Mingi liking you back and Hongjoong noticed. 

“Oh so something’s about to happen with you two? I see. I’ll wait.” Hongjoong leaned back into his seat and crossed his arms with an air of success.

Mingi liked you too. Staring out the window at the city lights, you let your imagination run wild. You’d taken that BDSM quiz before, just for fun. It said you were a dom/switch. Mingi was your perfect BDSM match. Should you go for it?

The champagne SM sprung for was top, top, TOP shelf. Hell, they may have flown to France specifically to make their own. You couldn’t truly appreciate it, though, with how nervous you were. The newfound wisdom Hongjoong had dropped in your lap swirled in your head. Mingi. Likes. You. 

You grabbed another flute of champagne. 

With the size of the party it was easy to avoid speaking or dancing with Mingi directly, but you still caught his eye continuously throughout the party. You would both turn away quickly when you made eye contact. After enough champagne, though, you released every inhibition you’ve ever had and slipped through the crowd towards Mingi.

“Dance with me!” You stood on your tiptoes to whisper-yell into Mingi’s ear over the music. Before he could protest, you whisked him away to the dance floor. You started off goofy, holding his hands and jumping around. Mingi slowly got into it and began dancing with you. Soon you got closer- pulling his body flush with yours and wrapping your hands around his neck. Mingi placed his hands gingerly on your waist, getting more comfortable. Music swelled and the world around you disappeared as you danced. Mingi looked absolutely enamored with you. Both of you were breathing heavily and staring into each other's eyes, and you silently begged Mingi to ask you that four word question.

“Can I kiss you?” Mingi had barely gotten the sentence out before you crashed into his lips. He tasted like the nectar of the gods and his lips were soft and plush. The kiss was only sensual for a few seconds and, thanks to the alcohol giving you a confidence boost, you deepened the kiss by slowly pushing your tongue into Mingi’s mouth. He reciprocated eagerly. You continued to kiss until a recent memory flashed across your mind- the BDSM website. Pulling back slightly, you whispered into Mingi’s ear, “You gonna be a good boy for me tonight?”

Mingi blinked, mouth hung open.

“Answer me, baby boy.” Grabbing onto Mingi’s tie and pulling it lightly, you prodded him in your most sultry voice.

“Y-yes.” Mingi responded, still slightly confused as to what was happening. With the way his dick was twitching against your thigh, though, you knew his body was certain in its desire.

“Yes what?” your tone biting and serious.

“Yes ma’am. I”ll be a good boy” Mingi fell directly into place.

“Good.” You smiled, letting Mingi’s tie fall softly against his chest before you spun on your heels and walked away- hips swaying seductively.

Yunho, Hongjoong, Mingi, and Yeosang were not in the mood for an after party, so you went in the car with the four of them. The other 4 boys headed off to God-knows-where to get even drunker than they were now. Squashed happily between Mingi and Yunho in the back of the car, you couldn’t help but stroke the back of Mingi’s neck. You nibbled lightly on his ear and kissed his neck. You could feel the low rumble of the moans Mingi was holding back. An idea popped in your head and you grabbed Mingi’s crisp, white collar and planted a kiss on it- temporarily marking Mingi as yours. You pulled back, momentarily admired your ruby-red work, then decided to face front again, noticing Yunho shifting in his seat next to you. 

“Oh do you need more room?” You asked Yunho, unaware of how you and Mingi’s silent, subtle actions were falling on Yunho’s acute ears.

“No, no, I’m fine.” Yunho attempted to close his legs, but he was already sporting a slight bulge. You kept that information in the back of your mind, but turned your attention back to Mingi. You began stroking up and down his thigh slowly, lightly. To really let Mingi know how the night was about to go, you struck up a convo with Yunho about the party while stroking his thigh. You were astutely aware of Mingi’s heavy breathing, and how his breath hitched when you ghosted your fingers across his bulge, but you pretended to ignore him. 

By the time the car had arrived back at the dorm, Mingi was practically bucking his hips into your hand, desperate for pleasure. Pleasure you were not going to give him tonight.

In the dorm, the boys headed for the kitchen for more drinks and snacks, and you headed to your room. When you reached your room, you looked back, a bit disappointed to not see Mingi acting as your shadow personified.

“Mingi.” You called for him in your most commanding, yet disappointed voice. He turned your way and raised his eyebrows in hope.

“Come help me.” You stated matter-of-factly before disappearing into your room. Your plan was in motion.

“Shut the door behind you,” you feigned disinterest as Mingi came up to you. You were lounging horizontally in a comfy armchair, both legs hooked over the arm, pretending to check over your nails. 

“What did you need help w-”

“Kneel”. You cut Mingi off before he could finish, pointing to a fuzzy blanket you had folded on the ground. Mingi moved so quickly you thought he’d trip. He placed his hands on his thighs and sat back on his heels. You swung your legs around and pointed your right foot at Mingi. He stared at your shoes, then back up at you. You could tell he was excited, but nervous to make the wrong move. You scrunched up your face in disgust and lightly flicked your foot towards him, your heel slipping off your foot. “Off!” You raised your voice just enough for Mingi to realize what was going on. He grabbed your heel off your right foot, then your left. He began to place them on the ground, but stopped and looked up at you. You nodded, and he placed the shoes in front of him. You stood and turned so your back was facing his. You then knelt so he could reach the zipper at the nape of your neck. Mingi’s hands brushed lightly against your skin and you stifled a shiver and a moan. This had just begun and you weren’t going to give up even a sliver of control. When you felt the zipper nearing its end, you stood. “Fold it, and don’t let it touch the ground.” You commanded without looking. After a moment of stillness, you realized Mingi didn’t know what to do next. Still with your back to him you took your thumb and snapped the band of your tights in the most impatient manner you could, and topped off your theatrics with your hands on your hips and a sigh. 

Mingi placed his hands on your waist and rolled your tights down to your ankles. Big mistake, you thought you’ll have to unroll them to fold them. “Fold it, and don’t let it touch the ground,” you repeated as you headed to your bathroom, not even sparing Mingi a glance. If you had looked, you would have seen the corners of his mouth turn up slightly at your matching bra and panty set.

You turned on the water and began your nightly skin care routine. After removing your makeup, you peeked your head out of the door to see how Mingi was faring. He was facing away from you, stone still, with both your dress and tights folded over his left arm. His right hand was still on his thigh. He hadn’t moved, but the tent in his pants and how heavily he was breathing told you you were on the right track. You couldn’t help the grin that spread across your face and you were so glad MIngi couldn’t see you. 

“Put my clothes away.” You yelled from the bathroom after completing your routine. It was time for the grand finale. As you were grabbing the final components of your plan, you noticed Mingi hadn’t moved, but you could hear him starting and stopping his words. You groaned loudly, still combing through your bathroom drawers, “What is it, Mingi” you spat out.

“P-please tell me where you would like your clothes, m-ma’am.” Mingi’s voice was shaking. You stopped and headed to peek out of the door again. 

“Red if you’d like to stop, yellow if-” you started but Mingi cut you off.

“Green”. His voice didn’t shake then. Of course he already knew the color system. 

You went back into the bathroom. “Shoes in the closet, hang the dress, tights in the drawer. And you better be back in your spot when I come out.” You made your voice as lazy as possible with a side of annoyance, but you waited until you heard him shuffle back to his post before coming out. You sat back down in your armchair.

The vibrator in your hand was enormous. Mingi’s breathing became uneven as he watched you come into view with it. You placed your left leg on Mingi’s shoulder, and your right leg hooked over the arm of the chair again. You slowly rubbed your panties with the Wand as you scrolled through an x-rated website to find the perfect video to make Mingi squirm. The pornography blasting from your phone mixed with your sensuous moans in Mingi’s ears and he swallowed hard. You turned the vibrator on and Mingi moaned deeply. Your eyes snapped towards him and Mingi got the message immediately- keep it quiet. He did his best to time his whimpers with your deep moans from that moment forward. When you threw the phone to the floor and began grinding on your vibrator along with massaging your nipples through your bra, Mingi screwed his eyes shut. 

“Eyes open,” you attempted to sound stern, but you were too far gone. Your orgasm was approaching and you were about to put the cherry on top of this performance. 

“Oh Mingi yes,” you were breathless, but determined. ‘Mingi, make me cum baby.” An earth-shattering, toe curling orgasm exploded through your body, and you ignored Mingi’s deep moans that twinned yours. You took a few deep breaths to ride out your orgasm before hopping up. The sweat was dripping down Mingi’s face, his knuckles were white from gripping fistfulls of his pants, and his dick was harder than ever. “You were a good boy today,” you started and watched as Mingi’s dick twitched from praise. “Don’t touch yourself, and be good again tomorrow.”     

While you headed to the bathroom again, you slipped off your panties and threw them to Mingi.

“Dismissed.”

Saturday mornings were the best for brunch with the girls. Saturday afternoons were best for shopping with the girls. And Saturday evenings were- pretty much Saturdays are for the girls, and for getting the hell out of dodge after the night you had with Mingi. You were so sure you were confident enough to be a dominatrix, but once the hormones wore off, you were a little embarrassed to face Mingi outside of the bedroom. Had he told the others about your encounter? Was the dynamic of your friendship going to be the same? Did he expect you to dominate him outside the bedroom as well? You kept your mind from teetering into this rabbit hole by spending time with your friends, but a text from Mingi threatened to make you topple.

Mingi: You gonna be home later? (6:01pm)    

Mingi: You live here so of course youre gonna be here lol (6:01pm)

You unlocked your phone to respond and saw a gray bubble. Mingi was typing. A solid 30 seconds passed and Mingi was still typing. He was probably typing, deleting, typing, deleting, trying to come up with what to say. You were definitely down to play again and mustered up your dominant spirit again. 

Me: Be in my room at 9:15pm. You know what happens if you’re late. (6:03pm)

You locked your phone and turned your attention to your friends.

//

At 9:13pm, you arrived back at your house. Three glasses of wine and a full dinner had your inhibitions dampened and you were ready to watch Mingi squirm. Mingi was nowhere to be seen, and you smiled to yourself as you realized he must already be in your room. You grabbed a glass of water and debated whether to scold him for arriving early, but decided against it. You waited until 9:19pm to walk into your room. Mingi was facing your armchair, kneeling on the blanket he must have folded and placed himself. You had kicked your shoes off at the front door, so you presented the zipper to your skirt to Mingi first. He unzipped your skirt, folded it, and laid it over his arm. You took off your shirt and tossed it on Mingi. He caught it happily and gave it the same fate as your skirt. Another matching bra and panty set had Mingi tucking his lips in to keep from smiling, but the corners of his mouth betrayed him. You catch all of the little facial expressions he thinks he’s hiding well, and all it does is turn you on. You went to the bathroom to do your nightly routine again, peeking out occasionally to ensure Mingi was stone still. 

“Put my clothes away.” you commanded lackadaisically. Mingi moved immediately to put your clothes away, then planted himself back in his spot. You brought the vibrator back out, turned on the porn, and went to work. Mingi was breathing heavily, never looking away from the gift in front of him, but you noticed something. He was grabbing two fistfulls of his pants and moving them up and down. He was trying to secretly get himself off. Did he think you were stupid? Or maybe to engrossed in your own ministrations to notice? As mad as that made the dominant side of you, the regular side of you was turned on even more to see such a gorgeous man falling apart while watching you. You orgasm hit you with a bang, but you denied Mingi the chance to hear his name tumble from your lips in ecstasy. Your panties were drenched and you took them off again, dangling them off your pointer finger.

“You were bad tonight.” you stated matter-of-factly without throwing Mingi even a sideways glance.

Mingi said nothing, but you knew he had that look on his face: wide, round puppy dog eyes, eyebrows scrunched in confusion, lower lip trembling.

“What did you do wrong, Mingi?” You quickly swung your legs around from the arm of the chair and stood up, startling Mingi with your speed.

“I- I- I don’t know ma’am I’m so sorry!” Mingi stuttered and spattered in confusion.

“Look at your hands. Look what you’re doing. Do you think I’m stupid? That I wouldn’t notice?” Your voice raised with each sentence.

“No! I’m so sorry ma’am. I’ll be better I promise. I just get so overwhelmed when you’re infront of me I have to touch mys-” the explanation fell out of Mingi’s mouth but you interrupted him.

“Shut up. I don’t want to hear excuses. I’m very disappointed.” you balled up your panties and tossed them in the hamper.

“Dismissed.” You watched as Mingi’s head hung low as he sulked out of the room. You almost felt bad for smiling.

The next two nights, Mingi faced the wall while you played with yourself. He had his hands behind his back and you could clearly hear him whimpering every time you moaned. You cranked up the dirty talk for him, though- not sure whether it was your dominant side punishing him, or your kind side wanting him to still derive pleasure out of the experience. After two days of punishment, you allowed him to face front again. You also did the unthinkable. Upon finishing your nightly routine, you removed your panties and bra, and threw them to Mingi before you masturbated. His eyes went wide and he could barely stop himself from turning to see your naked body in all of its glory, but he held strong and kept facing straight ahead. You sat in the chair with your legs together and ankles crossed. 

“Mingi,” you began sweetly. “I need your help.”

“Yes ma’am, anything you need.” Mingi responded, eagerly nodding his head. 

You reached out, grabbed his hand, and placed it on your nipple. Mingi instinctively began lightly squeezing and rolling it around in his hand. His eyelids were low and his dick was hard. You’d given him such a small part of you but he was over the moon. You let him continue to play with you for a while, then knocked his hand off of you. He immediately placed it back on his thigh. Spreading your legs wide, you began toying with your clit. You didn’t bring the vibrator tonight, just a nice purple dildo. You were staring deep into Mingi’s eyes, daring him to break eye contact for the magnificent view of your glistening pussy just an arms length away from him. You eventually spared him by letting your head fall back against the chair and shutting your eyes. You moaned deeply while you rubbed your clit in smooth circles with one hand, and pushed the dildo deep into your throat with the other. You heard Mingi whisper, “fuck”, but you let it pass. You kept sucking your dildo as loud and messy as possible-putting on a full show for Mingi. The feeling of your hand was not enough to push you over the edge, especially since you’d been using a powerful vibrator for almost a week straight, so you took the dildo out of your mouth with a pop. Looking down at Mingi again, you could see him licking his lips and breathing heavily while staring at your pussy. You took this moment to push the dildo inside of you. You both moaned deeply. Control and composure were gone. You sped up both hands, chasing your high, not caring if your dominatrix persona was faltering. You didn’t care that you were moaning Mingi’s name over and over. You didn’t even care that you could clearly hear Mingi working you through your orgasm. 

“That’s right baby keep going. Do I make you feel good? That feel good?” Mingi mumbled under his breath- a pro at keeping his hands off his cock at this point, but still unable to stop his hips from bucking occasionally. You came ceremoniously. The pressure inside you had built up enough to cause you to squirt directly onto Mingi’s face. You were panting, attempting to catch your breath and come down from a powerful orgasm. He was frozen, afraid that any movement would have him pounce on you. 

“Oh my gosh baby.” You breathed at Mingi. You squatted down, wrapped your arms around him, and planted a huge kiss on his lips. “Dismissed baby. Dis-fucking-missed.” you were in a daze and headed straight for the bath to clean up.

Mingi was desperate. It had been a week straight of getting painfully hard, watching the most beautiful woman in the world pleasure herself, then taking an ice cold shower while thinking of puppies and doctors visits and anything unsexy to keep from busting. He needed release. He was willing to beg. It didn’t help that awards season was upon the KPop world. Ateez’s new single was up for song of the year. The practices were going later than ever, and everyone was on edge.

You were unsatisfied. Well, you were satisfied clearly, but you were mad you hadn’t gotten to see what Mingi was packing in all of its glory. You hadn’t gotten to feel Mingi’s hands or lips on your body. It was definitely time to let Mingi work.

Me: How’s practice? (9:15pm)

Mingi: 😣(9:28pm)

I love Hongjoong but I hate him so much right now. (9:29pm)

We haven’t eaten. (9:29pm)

Me: Say no more. How much longer? (9:30pm)

Minigi: Probably an hour 😭(9:30pm)

Me: Mommy’s got you <3 (9:31pm)

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8 MAKES 1 TEAM CHAT:

Hongjoong: Everyone say thanks to (y/n) for ordering us food and having it delivered to the practice room! (9:50pm)

Yeosang: THANK YOUUUU! (9:52pm)

Yunho: Forreal, (y/n), you really came through! (9:52pm)

Mingi: How’d you know all of our favorite orders? (9:54pm)

Me: I know all. 😎(9:55pm)

You’d shifted the dynamic a little, bringing the dom/sub outside of the bedroom, but you hoped it would get Mingi in the mood for tonight.

You were right.

Mingi came home and sprinted towards the shower, pushing past his group mates. By this point, the entire dorm knew something fun was going on between you and Mingi behind those closed doors. What they didn’t know would spin their heads and send a rush of blood to their dicks- but you’d never give them that…would you? On the way to the shower, Mingi shot you a pleading look- silently asking for permission to join you tonight despite the fact that the two of you had met nightly for two weeks straight. You smirked, winked, and turned away, knowing Mingi would be knocking on your door sooner rather than later. 

Exactly 13 minutes later you heard a timid knock at your door. You smiled and continued scrolling mindlessly through pinterest. You were thinking about trying a new hairstyle and wanted inspiration. Should you go with an up-do? Maybe a half up half down? Space buns would look nice on you. 

Knock. Knock. Knock. 

A little more confident than before, but a lot more eager than ever before, Mingi knocked. You could imagine him shifting his weight back and forth while waiting. He knew what was in store for him behind that closed door. Removing all of your clothing as slowly as possible, you made Mingi wait. While in the process of removing your pants, your phone lit up with a message.

Mingi: please (10:54pm)

You laughed audibly, a hearty cackle reverberating around your bedroom. You were still giggling to yourself when you sat down in your armchair and responded to Mingi.

Me: ok (10:55pm)

The door almost burst off its hinges with how quickly Mingi entered, but he gingerly closed the door behind him. He immediately headed to his blanket on the floor, but was startled by you speaking directly to him so early on in the night’s festivities.

“Have you been stressed lately, baby boy?” You cocked your head and asked. You were genuinely interested in his answer, but cranked up the sensuality for the sake of the dynamic.

“Yes ma’am. It’s awards season.” Mingi nodded, looking up at you with his big brown doe eyes.

“I can tell,” you empathized, “so I have another surprise for you, in the form of a question.” 

Mingi’s tiny eyebrow lift and slight smile would have been imperceptible to a lesser woman, but you knew your baby boy well- he was ecstatic.

“Mingi, my love, would you like to taste me?” You stood as you asked and placed one hand on his head, stroking his hair lightly.

Mingi leaned into your touch and breathed an airy, but firm “Yes ma’am. More than anything.”

You sat back down in the chair and spread your legs.

“Bon appétit.” You embellished your gift by waving your hands like a model showing off a game show prize. Mingi didn’t hesitate to approach you and slide his hands up your thighs. You’d given him a green light and he was going to go as far down this road as you’d let him. He reached your clit and rubbed lightly while spreading your lips with his other fingers. Sighing in quasi-relief, Mingi leaned down and began his good work. He placed the flat of his tongue directly on your clit and wrapped his mouth around it to create a continuous suction. His head moved slowly left and right as if he was truly devouring a rare delicacy. You couldn’t hold back the moans despite trying to maintain your dominance. When he pushed his middle finger inside you with no hesitation, you gripped Mingi’s hair with both hands.

“Fuck, baby boy. That feels so good.” You praised him. Mingi moaned deep and reached up with his other hand to squeeze your nipple. You allowed it. Mingi added a second finger and worked until he found a spot and motion that made you grip his hair at the root and shudder his name in a moan. Once he found the combo of moves that made you feel like you were floating, he didn’t stop. Even if you’d told him to, he would have accepted the punishment. Every tug of his hair, every moan of his name, every slight buck of your pelvis deeper into his face sent the blood directly to his cock. You knew Mingi would be content with just pleasing you, but he was stressed, and you wanted to relieve it.

“Baby boy, let me make you feel good too.” You spoke through your brain fog. At this, Mingi stopped abruptly and stared into your eyes. He was begging this to not be a cruel joke, but you’d already begun moving onto the bed. Mingi followed like a puppy and was obedient when you laid him on his back and began to remove his clothes. When you wrapped your lips around the tip of his leaking cock, Mingi muttered under his breath. When you hollowed your cheeks and sucked all the way to his base, Mingi yelled. You only got two good ‘up-downs’ in before Mingi stopped you. You knew you’d been edging him for half a month, so you allowed it.

“Can I please keep eating you out?” Mingi asked softly, cradling your face in his hand. You felt your cheeks get hot, so you quickly smiled and swung your legs over his body. You let Mingi position you to where he wouldn’t strain his neck, and let him lick softly across your soaking folds before diving back into your blowjob. The immense pleasure Mingi was bringing you was distracting you from your mission to make Mingi blow fast, but the deep moans the immense pleasure was bringing you was vibrating down Mingi’s entire body. Somehow, Mingi knew what his finisher would be to completely T.K.O.* you. (*Technical Knock Out). He took his pinky finger and pushed it into your asshole, only to the first knuckle. Your eyes went wide and you sat up, essentially sitting on Mingi’s face. 

“Fuck, Mingi!” you screamed as you held onto his chest to steady yourself through your impending orgasm. Your thighs squeezed his head and you drenched Mingi’s face as your orgasm rocked through you. This was the most vocal you’d ever been, and you didn’t care that you were screaming incoherent praises to your sub- your dom energy was spent. Mingi rubbed your ass and thighs to help you down from the high he’d taken you to, and you could feel him grinning against your folds. You weren’t going to let him off that easily, you weren’t going to let him “win”. You were still his dom, and you still had one more trick up your sleeve. You were going to save the grand finale for another day, but you needed Mingi to know who his superior was. You spun back around, looked Mingi directly in his eyes as a warning, and then sunk down slowly on his stiff cock. 

“Oh FUCK.” Mingi looked scared. He knew this was the end for him. You gave him no quarter, rising and falling, biting your lip, running your fingers through your hair, and slowly rolling your hips. You were pulling out all the stops you’d seen in porn to make Mingi bust.

“May I plea-” Mingi started, a bead of sweat forming on his forehead.

“Fuck no.” You interrupted low and quiet, as you sped up your bouncing. Your thighs burned and your body screamed to quit with the overstimulation, but your dominant side won out. Mingi’s cock was thick and long and it perfectly filled you to the brim. Every time your pelvises connected, the tip of his cock kissed your cervix. It was like two puzzle pieces finally fit together. If you thought about it any longer, you were afraid you’d fall in love, so you focused.

Mingi gulped hard, “please ma’am. I can’t hold it.” He begged.

“No.'' You stated firmly, reaching up to lightly pinch Mingi’s nipples. This pushed him dangerously to the edge.

“I can’t ma’am please. I’m not g- please I c- fuck I- I,” Mingi was reduced to nothing but a blubbering mess, and you struck the fatal blow. You leaned down, pressing your body flush against his, wrapping your arms around his neck, and whispered in Mingi’s ear,

“Cum deep inside me baby boy.”

Mingi eyes rolled back in his head, he wrapped his arms around your waist, and he bucked into you hard. With a hearty groan, he throbbed and spurted deep inside you. You praised him and encouraged him, continuing to whisper sweet nothings into his ear as he filled you to the brim. After 15 glorious seconds, Mingi’s body went limp, arms falling to the side, and chest heaving. You pulled back and kissed his lips lightly. 

“Good boy.”

Part 2 soon :) 

[sketchthetofu]

Rabbit would look back over to Wight and give him a grin, ears coming back up from their half hidden position as he takes in the complement and tries to lightly squeeze Wights hand back. Smokescreen must of gotten something wrong, either the villains name or something because all Wight has been to Rabbit is nice! But that’s what he thought at first about Smokescreen too… But Wight didn’t look guilty like Smokescreen did, he just looked relaxed.

“Thanks! They are kinda cool looking, I think I won the fight against the bears so it’s basically a victory scar!!” Rabbit had no idea if he won or not, though he knows deep down that his instincts would’ve told him to bolt, to run instead of fight…

Okay I’m coming into ur asks box to give ya Rabbit as a sacrifice for Wight bc last time it got HUGE- KFJDJSJAK-

I think Rabbit would immediately notice the difference between Wight and his William with Wights cocky-smug-looking self-. Possibly feeling a little bit on edge but brushing it aside bc he hasn’t actually gotten to know the guy yet, and he’s a William! How bad could he be?

HEHEYYAYAYYY

i looove how wight stands out from the other William's. not only are his vibes different but he's red instead of blue and thats freakkyyy compared to the others.

what Wight would notice first would obviously be the mutations, but he's used to that stuff by now, he doesn't really care for it. What he's most interested in how Rabbit seems hesitant. Hesitant isn't a quality most Dakotas have and that intruiges him.

[smilingangel582]

Day: 8 - Magic

A/N: I can't remember which video it was, but I was inspired by Lyney and Kinich little fan video... it was so cute I had to give my boy Kinich some lee moments and who is better than ler!Lyney himself hehe. I'm not committed as most fic writers, but I will try to write as much as I can. Plus my birthday is coming this month hehehe ~ Enjoyyy

Warning: spoilers for both Natlan and Fontaine, tickles, fluff, platonic, my stupid silly grammar mistakes (English is my second language)

Summary: Lumine takes her Natlan friends to Fontaine. Mualani, Kachina, and Lumine are interested in macaroons, but Kinich, after meeting a real magician who is rare in Natlan, is a little curious. Little did he know that his curiosity had a price to pay.

Ler!Lyney / Lee!Kinich

Ft. Mualani/Kachina/ a fontanian character (Surprise) /Lumine (I always use Aether, so I chose Lumine for a change)

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Fontaine shows are often spectacular. Lumine has finally managed to invite Mualani, Kachina, and Kinich to the nation of water. Everything is the same with so much liveliness as ever.

These Natlan kids barely seen the world, so Lumine persuaded (specifically Kinich) to travel here for a brief time.

"So" Ajaw spat with contempt "This place didn't drown? Well what a lame boring ending"

Lumine rolled her eyes, and Kinich's stare made Ajaw huff as he stepped down his narcissistic side.

Mualani and Kachina gasped in wonder. "Whooaa!!!" It was Kachina. "I-I can't believe I had the honour of seeing such an amazing nation! Thank u!"

Mualani also added "Yup, and macaroons are their specialty right? I always wanted to try some!"

Lumine offered, "We can have some now if you like..."

But before she could finish, they were already bouncing in joy as if looking for a luxurious treasure chest.

"Ah~ my dear Lumine its been a while"

A familiar and unforgettable voice. The magician Lyney was there suddenly and behind Kinich who -for the first time -looked startled and surprised as he jerked front.

"Lyney! Hey... I came here with some new friends" Lumine waved with a grin, Lyney bowed politely now taking his hat off.

"Oh, how lovely... That's just like you Lumine,"

Ajaw grumbled, "Who's the funky welp with tights?"

"Rude..." Kinich murmured, now nudging Ajaw aside before giving an apologetic nod. "I apologize he's just antagonistic as always... dont mind him"

Lyney was not offended but clearly amused at the ancient Saurian relic, "I never met a pet so different like your friend," he stated as he observed Ajaw in wonder.

"Haaaa?" Ajaw snapped "You dare call the almighty dragon lord a pet of this worthless servant?? Unacceptable!"

Lumine groans "Seriously wouldn't he shut up"

Mualani impatiently looked at Lumine and then signalled to Lyney. Lumine sighed, "Sorry, uh guys, this is Lyney. He's a magician of fontaine, and Lyney this is Mualani, Kachina and Kinich from natlan... oh ig Kinich's uh partner Ajaw"

"Insect! Dare you name me later after my servant!"

Lyney widened his eyes clearly enjoying everything despite Ajaw's rudeness "Why its rare to have any visitors from Natlan... quite the shocker... well carry on carry on... I wont stop your way"

Kinich however looked like he wanted to say something as he glanced at Lumine but then folded his arms slightly.

Mualani noticing this chuckled "Oh uh Lumine's friend, Lyney, Kinich here likes to say something to you"

Kinich lifted his head, blank eyes but irritated at how she always figured him out, "Mualani..."

Grabbing Kachina, Lumine grinned in agreement "Well Lyney if your not busy why don't you entertain our shy friend Kinich while we grab some macaroons and come?"

"Oh, I'm very free, I have no problem in entertaining a guest"

Mualani gives him a thumbs up. "K later, dude! Haha, " with that, she sprinted along with Kachina and Lumine.

"W-wait-!" Kinich cuts himself off, clearly at a loss, he looks at Lyney awkwardly, clearing his throat "Ahem, I apologize...uh its just that the concept of magic... I never understood it."

Lyney hums curiously, leaning closer now they were by the corner outside the opera epiceles.

"Why, that's simple enough... here let me show you my favourite trick"

Ajaw snickered "If you can make him disappear I'll reward you generously."

Kinich shrugs nonchalantly. "Funny how we both want the other to disappear"

Lyney enjoying their dynamic so much shakes his head, "Honestly you two should perform for Fontaines comedy shows... you guys are so funny"

Kinich sighs but Lyney suddenly adds showing a coin "I got this coin in my palm... look at this..." he moves it side to side and up and down showinf its real. He stuffs it into his own palm and then shows it to the saurian hunter.

"So...? Which hand has the coin?"

Ajaw grins "ha! I call dibs on the right hand... and Kinich if you fail... you owe me"

Kinich feeling competitive calmly states "Oh yh? Well you will owe me if I win, I say its left hand"

Lyney hums cunninyly now turning his palms up showing the left hand first, which is empty. Ajaw cackles "Muhahaha I won!"

Lyney cuts in "Hold it little guy... its actually..." shows his right hand which is empty as well.

Ajaws jaw drop, for the first time Kinich wanted to let a laugh, it was an amused huff making Lyney want to hear it more.

Lyney then leans to reach for his ear "It's actually... right here"

However, neither of them expected Kinich to jolt violently when Lyney's gloved hand accidentally caressed his ear.

"I uh..."

Lyney blinked but then manages to keep a decent smile "Oh what's this? Is my guest ticklish?"

"Correction, I was surprised I didn't expect you to touch me... I'm not good with strangers..."

Ajaw snickered. "Ya ya... but Mualani knows your super ticklish here." he pokes the small of Kinich's back, making Kinich jump. But then he instantly puts Ajaw in a time out who yelled in protest before being cast off.

Lyney chuckles, now poking his left side "Why so defensive if you said you weren't ticklish?"

Kinich was silent, but Lyney persistently began to poke him, "D-don't... hey..." A giggle almost slipping but Lyney chuckles."You know I was trying to find the coin that was in your ear, but it looks like the coin has gone missing... but where?"

Oh boy, Kinich didn't like where this was going. He wished Mualani and the others might come soon and stop Lyney. Yet at the same time he kind of wish it wasn't interrupted.

"How about here? Is my coin there?"

"Gaha!" Kinich let's a startled laugh when Lyney pinches his left ribs. He backs to the wall, unable to escape from the clever magician.

"Still no" feigning disappointment Lyney giggles. "Well more spots to go? How about your armpits? It's a good sneaky place to hide something"

"H-heheh hey no... not therehehe" Kinich knew badly enough this is Lumine's favourite spot to get him, especially when his guard Is down with her. For some reason, his guard was down with this guy he just met as well.

But he is Lumine friend so... it makes sense.

"A-Alrihihihihght alright haha just hehehe juhuhust stohohop yohohou win!"

"Ah, you finally asked me to stop?" Kinich scrunched his shoulder up when Lyney playfully tickled the crook of his neck, "It was adorable how you didn't even say "stop" not once"

"I-I did! I juhuhust couldn't speak.." Lyney helped Kinich up now, giving a wink."You remind me of a certain friend in Sumeru... he got a long hat and a very serious look. But he's got a soft heart like you but your actually sweeter"

Kinich blushed, another Lumine i to deal with. But he couldn't complain. He sighed "Alright I suppose the price I pay for watching your magic trick was this... I can accept it."

"Oh but my show isn't over sir, where do you think is the coin?" Lyney wags a finger animatedly. Kinich thought for a while but suddenly giggles when Lyney gave a brief tickle to his tummy and showing a coin in his hand at last "There it is"

"W-whaha? How...?"

"It's all illusions my dear, but I guess Natlan is a nation I should visit too to show magic tricks..." he said it partly to himself. Then Kinich looks up, slightly awkwardly but a little earnestly.

"If you do come to perform in Natlan... uh can you come to my home first?"

Lyney stares in awe, and he noticed how the ice is melting, its cute how Kinich suddenly became a softie for magic, so interested like a child.

"Why I would definitely come to your home first... tell me more about Natlan though..." he rests his hands on his elbows as he watches Kinich expectantly.

"I'm sure Lumine knows how to say her experiences better than me,"

"She does yes but... why don't you tell me your story? As friends?"

"Friends... with me?" Kinich rests a hand to his own chest, "That's a huge price your offering, how can I ever repay you generously?"

Lyney laughs, "You're more into business than the Iudex of fontaine... how about reciprocating your friendship with me? That means we're even"

"Is that... fine?" Kinich blinks, surprised how simple that sounds but suddenly obvious.

"Of course..."

Kinich nods slightly happily, now beginning his story in Scion of the canopy. Meanwhile, Lumine and the other girls have managed to be held up by Navia.

"Come now, partner," she casually says, sipping tea after making the best macaroons for Mualani and Kachina, "Your friend will be all fine, I mean Lyney is a natural with new guests even with introverts"

Lumine sighs but smiling, "Yeah I know,"

Navia grins now, waving her sunglasses proudly, "Take it from me... Hat Guy once met Lyney, and they had a splendid time together."

"Wait... Yuki? Are you... s-serious?" Lumine was shocked how the wanderer managed to let Lyney entertain him. She is curious about what happened but she just couldn't care less.

It's a nice relaxing day in Fontaine at last.

[xxkissesforchanniexx]

Hi! sorry if this is wordy but could you make a story of the reader being an fbi agent undercover as skz personal bodyguard? Skz are having a concert soon and this evil organization wants to harm them. It is the readers mission to keep the members safe. But with the distraction of a specific loud and short muscular guy of the group, she gains feelings and struggles to do her task.

As long as this is the main point of the story, I don't mind with what you add. Be as creative as you like with action, romance, or anything.

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Thank you!

𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞

Pairing: Changbin x FBI Agent!fem!reader Genre: action? >.> Angst (im so bad at writing that) Fluff >.> Word Count: 6.5k Warnings: Cringe T_T, not proofread (they never are.), parent death, REVENGE, reader is shorter than changbin >.>, guns, bombs, someone gets shot (not reader or stray kids.), brief horny reader, i think thats it? tell me i missed anything

A/N: AHHH THIS TOOK SO LONG AND I FEEL LIKE ITS SO BAD AND CRINGE IM SO SORRY UH if you do like it (i really hope you do) please consider reblogging and following ALSO TAGLIST APPLICATIONS >.>

December 19th 2005 "Several bombs were set off at the University of Music last night, there is a total of 59 casualties and counting as authorities work through the rubble. 80 more are critically injured and 127 are in stable condition or have minor injuries."

Janurary 17th 2008 "This is your new home."

"Guys this is Y/N.. She's going to be your sister from now on."

August 3rd 2010 "What do you want to be when you grow up?"

"I want to be a police woman so I can find the person who hurt people a long time ago..

You stared at the case, "So they fled to Seoul?"

"Not just that." Your boss said, "We found this." he set a phone on your desk and pressed the play button on an audio recording.

"How should we go about it?"

"The security is tight, if we put the bombs on the little drones and get the crowd scared, we have an opening to get the people on the stage."

You sucked in a breath. "A bomb threat for-"

"A concert." Your boss sighed deeply, "I trust you to handle it. Without being reckless."

"Sir-"

"It would be best if you did it, considering your experience with these types of events." He motioned to the posters and merchandise littering your office walls and shelves.

You pursed your lips. "Where and when?"

"We're flying you out to the US embassy in Seoul tomorrow , you'll meet someone there." He said with a big smile, "Pack your bags, Special Agent L/N, you're going to Korea."

You had arrived at the US embassy in Seoul at 4:30 am, you learned from the person you met up with you were going to be protecting a k-pop boy group under JYP Entertainment.

"So, this terrorist group wants to attack a boy band?" You looked at the embassy worker.

She nodded, "But it's not about them, for the most part... they want to prove something apparently, did they not attack several concerts in the US?"

"They did." You nodded.

"Then it's not too crazy to assume they want to get some point across world wide." The woman shook her head, "It's alright though, you're going to meet them later in the morning."

"Meet who?" You tilted your head.

The woman blinked slowly at you. "Stray Kids.."

"Who?" You had to hold back your laughter.

"The boy band under JYPE."

"Ah." You cleared your throat. "Alright."

"It must have been a long flight." She smiled, "You can go to your hotel now."

When you got to your hotel room you sat on the bed, laptop open, looking for "Stray Kids". You made a face as you saw their pictures, a particular image caught your attention and you burst out laughing at the sight. He was a short, muscular man, with unruly dark hair under a hat with floppy bunny ears, You copied the image into google image search and said the name softly. "Seo Changbin."

Felix looked like he was going to cry, Hyunjin bit his bottom lip looking at the ground.

"They want to bomb our concert..." I.N asked quietly.

"Hurt our STAY..." Lee Know twiddled his fingers.

"Safest option is to cancel." Chan sighed.

"We can't cancel a concert a month before it's supposed to happen," their manager said, "The company hasn't got the time or money to return everything. Besides, boss said he has it handled."

Changbin looked up, "JYP handled it?"

"No," the manager made a face.

"Then why would you say that?" Seungmin pursed his lips.

"He found someone who can handle it." the manger explained. "That's why we're here for breakfast, she arrived in Seoul earlier."

"Who?" Han asked.

"She should be on the way here." the manager said as a waitress arrived with coffee.

"She?" The boys all asked at the same time.

It was at that time you walked in, you were dressed fairly professionally, a white button up shirt tucked into black pleated slacks and pretty black heels.

"I'm Y/N L/N," You smiled at the men.

"Hi, thanks for coming. Coffee?" The manager offered.

You shook your head.

"Please sit," he motioned to the last seat.

You sat beside a man you remembered as Hyunjin, his long hair pulled back with his bangs on either side of his face. He eyed you incredulously for a moment before you shifted slightly, making the taser you'd carefully tucked into your pants visible. He bristled.

"This is the person who's going to handle it?" Felix asked the manager. "We take STAY very seriously, if something happens-"

"I assure you nothing will go wrong, though, I doubt the people i'm looking for are really aiming for.. STAY..." You put your phone on the table and let the audio recording your boss gave you play.

The leader of the group, Chan, looked scared. Felix put his head in his hands and Minho hugged him.

"So..." Seungmin said quietly. "What happens now?"

"She's going to live with you until she figures out the threat. Please boys, I hope your dorm is clean." The manager said, sipping his coffee.

Chan turned slowly to Han.

Han huffed a small laugh. "Of course.."

"TADA!" Changbin shouted as he opened the door to the dorm.

You walked in looking around, the place was fairly secure. Changbin smiled brightly, shouting "Your room!"

He opened the door to a room that looked like it was cleaned rather hastily. You nodded, going into the room the boys had cleared out for you, you chuckled as you recalled how you'd seen Changbin and Han playing rock paper scissors for who would give away their room, Han lost.

You had sat in your room most of the rest of the day, then you got hungry, only then did you notice how dark it was outside. You considered ordering food but then dismissed the idea, what if these people found out where the boys lived. That was a big no.

You sighed, dragging yourself out of bed and into the kitchen, you opened the fridge making a face and grabbing eggs. You got noodles from the cabinet and got to work making something easy.

It was late, almost midnight, so you hadn't expected any one to be awake. So it scared you when the loud, boisterous Changbin spoke quietly next to you.

"Is there enough to share?" He whispered.

You almost jumped out of your skin. "What the fuck?!" You whisper-shouted, clutching your heart.

"Sorry, I smelled food.." he laughed lightly, watching as you worked. "You know how to cook?"

You hummed. "I know how to not get food poisoning."

He laughed. "Let me help?"

You opened your mouth to protest, but the man was already moving around the kitchen grabbing things. You couldn't stop staring at the way his muscles strained against his shirt.

Get your head in the game. You shook off the thoughts that were invading your head as you stared at his arms.. My head could be in a headlock there... WHAT ARE YOU THINKING????!!!

You left the noodles aside and started frying the eggs, semi-watching as Changbin made instant tteokbokki.

When you both finished, he sat with you and ate.

"Y'know I expected cops to be more serious." he said, before putting some noodles in his mouth and jumping at the taste.

You made a face. "I'm serious."

He looked at you. "Let's be real here."

"I'm so serious." You pouted before popping a rice cake into your mouth.

"Uh huh." He teased.

You rolled your eyes. "I was under the impression that a dark rapper should be moody and brooding."

He made a face. "They call me baby Changbin as well."

You smiled to yourself as you remembered the picture. "Of course," a smirk came to your face. "I should invest in Dwaekki."

Changbin looked up from his tteokbokki. "Have you even listened to our music?"

"I can start." You said proudly.

Changbin stared at you for a moment. "Whatever you say, Princess."

It wasn't even two weeks after you had met the boys something happened. You were on the couch in dorm 1, writing an email on your laptop.

Chan poked your head, "We're going to practice choreo."

You shoved your computer into your backpack and followed the boys out. You got to the dance studio and looked around curiously at the big room, a mirror covered the full length of the wall opposite the door.

It was the mirror that let you see it.

You whipped around just as the person at the door fled.

Changbin stared at you in confusion as you blitzed past, running after the person. It didn't take you too long to catch up, tackling the man to the floor of the hall just before the lobby and grabbing his badge.

You remembered what the manager had told you, all the badges were recently issued in an off white color...

You held the man down, pulling his arm in an awkward position. "Try me and I'll break it. Who the fuck are you?"

The man stuttered before shouting.

Your brows furrowed. "That's not going to wo-" You stared in confusion as a firework looking object rolled towards you.

Then it popped.

A loud bang resounded through the lobby and you instinctively covered your ears, stunned. Your ears were ringing.

The man pushed you off and ran for it. You were about to get up and run after him but that Changbin...

He grabbed your shoulders and shouted at you a few times, then Chan pushed him looking at you with wide eyes for a moment.

Changbin sat with Chan, listening to what the doctor said about your ears, you'd be fine, it was just a very loud sound, the doctor recommended quiet for a few days to stop the background ringing.

Licing with Changbin, Chan, and Han let you know that they really couldn't be quiet, in the dorm, only Hyunjin was ever not shouting. But the moment you walked in, that changed. Changbin and Han were quiet, the others from dorm 2 were all staring at you.

"What?" You asked, raising a brow.

"Are you okay?" I.N asked.

"Oh, of course." You smiled. "I just almost lost my ability to hear."

Lee Know sighed and looked at you. "We're sorry to put you through this."

"Put me through what." You raised a brow before sitting down. "You guys didn't put me through anything. This is what I do."

The boys all stared at you for a moment.

"Is it okay if I hug you?" Han broke the silence.

You smiled slightly. "Hey hey hey. We just met. Back up chipmunk."

"Squirrel." Seungmin corrected, laughing.

"It's a quokka!" Han groaned.

You spent almost two weeks researching the group that had threatened the concert. Most of the time the dorm was quiet, Changbin was usually the only one awake when you were up. He would usually eat late night snacks with you or hover over your shoulder as you worked. In most cases it would make you uncomfortable, but with Changbin it was different.

You watched as the group prepared for the concert, weeks dwindling into days. It was two days before the concert, you were sitting on the couch, it was almost 3 in the morning but you were making calls and asking about security and establishing that no bags would be allowed into the concert.

Changbin watched you for a moment, leaning against the wall.

"No bags of any kind." You sounded so professional.

He smiled and walked over to the couch standing over you as you continued talking to the person on the phone.

"Clear diaper bags?" You sucked in a breath. "Why would a baby be at a- Never mind, leave it on hold for now."

Changbin tapped your head. He looked down at you, dark glasses framing his eyes, his hair looking unruly.

You leaned your head back and looked up at him with a raised eyebrow as if you were already aware of his presence. "No, backstage should be secure. I'll be there myself."

Changbin huffed a small laugh. "You're going to protect me princess?"

Despite your blank expression you felt the blush creeping to your face.

Changbin smiled at you muttering, "I want to take you out."

You stared at him as the person on the other end of the line said something to you. "Uh- Repeat that...?" You asked both the people you spoke to.

"Are we still doing the drones?"

"So will you go out with me after the concert?" Changbin leaned down, his face was so close.

"Yes." You answered.

"Alright ma'am." The person on the other end said. "Will that be all?"

"Yeah..." You hung up the phone and looked at Changbin.

He smiled and leaned down, closing the distance between you and pressing his lips against your forehead gently. "It's late, go to sleep."

He pulled away and walked back to his room, you sucked in a breath and exhaled slowly.

Focus...

You were almost as busy as the manager the day of the concert, running back and forth making sure metal detectors were working and security was extra tight.

"You're taking this very personally." A security guard said behind you.

You looked at you the man. "These are terrorists we're talking about. Of course I'm taking it personally."

One of the staff walked past you with coffees in his hand.

You stopped them. "Where to?"

"Hyunjin, Han and Chan asked for coffee." the man said, looking at you, you noted the mole beside his eyebrow.

"I'll take it." You moved to take the coffee.

"No ma'am. You're very busy-"

You tried to grab the coffee and he turned away quickly. You managed to knock it out of his hand. The cups scattered, empty.

He turned and elbowed the security guard hard as he lunged for him and the man started running. You barely caught the stumbling guard, settling him down before started chasing him, pulling up your walkie talkie you said into it, "Gate 4 check?"

"Good check," Came a flurry of voices through the walkie talkie.

"Lock down on gate 4, all security personnel on west wing on alert."

"Copy."

"Backstage security, do you copy?" You said barely dodging someone pushing a huge sound system.

"Loud and clear."

You cursed as people pulling a big screen moved between you and the man. "FUCK MOVE!" You snapped and they scurried out of your way. Much to your utter horror and dismay, the man was gone. The door to the outside of the backstage area wide open, leading into th lines of people waiting to enter the conert.

You kicked a trashcan, "All units do you copy?"

"Copy."

"Keep your eyes open, goldilocks."

"10-4." they all said and your eyes narrowed as you stared at the door.

You sat outside the dressing rooms twiddling your thumbs. Was it really safe... were you just stupid...? You bit your lip, feeling tears brimming in your eyes at the thought of letting these people bomb this concert full of innocent people.

You looked up as you the sound of footsteps. It was just Changbin, he looked much different, more like those pictures you'd seen online, with his tight, shiny, black leather pants and dress shirt that hugged his arms so perfectly, the black vest and fingerless gloves giving him a scary edge. You quickly wiped your eyes and sucked in a breath. "What?"

"What's wrong?" He kneeled in front of you, being more able to move in the pants that you'd thought originally.

"It's nothing." You lied.

His eyes narrowed at you. "You're going to make my perform badly, I can't perform if I feel bad. I'll mess up rapping, Seungmin might do better than me."

You giggled and looked down as he took your hands in his. "I'm scared." You whispered.

"Of?" he prodded quietly.

"There are really dangerous people here, and I fucked up and lost one." You muttered.

"It's okay." He squeezed your hands gently, moving to sit next to you. "If you can't protect all these people, Chan will protect them all himself."

You smiled gently.

"Hug?" Changbin opened his arms and you leaned into him. You relaxed as he hugged you.

"And I said 'There's no way! It's ok YOU EAT~' " Jisung and Jeongin came around the corner and paused.

Jeongin tried to grab Jisung and turn him around but the man smirked and cleared his throat.

You pulled away from Changbin and stood. "Good luck. Uh, get down if something happens."

You sat there off to the backside of the stage hearing the loud music and screams as boys got on stage. In all your time watching the boys practice there was something about actually seeing them on stage as Hyunjin had told you in the dorm.

"Being in the practice room is one thing. Actually being on stage is another thing, there's an energy we get in front of our STAY."

You were particularly amazed at the volume of the girls who shrieked when Felix started singing, his deep voice reverberating through the dome. You couldn't help but marvel at Changbin for a moment, the way his muscles strained against his clothes as he danced, his hips moving so seductively... FOCUS!...But it's fine isn't it... nothing has happened yet..

The stage lights reddened and you looked up as the drones filled the air, flashing lights everywhere. You exhaled slowly, realizing everything was fine with the drones. After finishing off S-Class Chan calmed down the crows and stared to say a few words.

A scream ripped through the soft buzz of the crowd. You looked in the direction of the scream, Chan raised a brow, opening his mouth to say something and then...

"HE HAS A GUN!" On the opposite side of the huge hall.

You jumped over the railing.

All your time studying these people.

Fear.

Ease.

You ran up the stairs to the stage.

Unrest.

And a big boom..

You grabbed the mic from Chan and shouted, "GET DOWN!"

And the first bomb exploded.

You had your ears covered, head down. There was someone there shielding you, you heard him shouting and knew.

"We have to go!" Changbin shouted.

Chan was staring at the crowd, which was frantic after the series of explosions, many of them were running for the exits. "We should've cancelled..."

You saw a red light flashing on a wall, and a man moving away quickly.

You got from under Changbin, who tried pulling you back but you were already sprinting off the stage. You ran into the crowd, pulling out your gun as you shoved past the scared fans.

The man was so close to the exit, you were going to lose him. Lose another, because you lost focus.

You heard a deep voice, it sounded like it was crying.

"STAY! LISTEN TO ME!" Felix shouted into the mic.

The crowd was still moving.

"THE BOMBS WILL KEEP GOING OFF IF YOU'RE RUNNING AROUND SO STOP!"

The crowd stopped and you looked at the stage, your eyes meeting Felix's as he dropped the mic.

You ran through the crowd toward the red light and grabbed it tossing it out of the open door far from the crowd. The police were already gathering and you turned to see the man moving through the crowd for the door.

You pushed past the people and tackled him gun to the back of his head. "Don't move. I'll shoot." You said.

You sat on your bed, staring at your hands. What type of shit was this...?

"Who gives you orders?" You and a police man had interrogated the man yu had caught for almost two hours but he refused to speak.

"My boss isn't afraid of my death." he huffed.

You grit your teeth, "Who is your damn boss?"

"I won't say anything."

and maybe you punched him a little too hard.

A knock on your door made you look up. "Come in."

Hyunjin entered and closed the door quietly, behind himself, walking over to you. "You did well." he said quietly.

You saw the tears filling his eyes. "Hyunjin..."

He got on knees beside your bed and took your hands in his muttering. "You're doing well... Thank you."

You touched his head and whispered, "It's what I do.. It's okay... I'd do it again without hesitation.."

He shook his head. "You fit in so perfectly, you fill the cracks that we haven't been able to fill," He looked up at you and smiled, "Thank you for being our sister... Thank you for saving our STAY.."

You hugged Hyunjin. "Don't cry, you idiot..."

He sniffled and nodded. "But really.. thank you."

You smiled, "Of course."

Following Hyunjin out you stared at the other members who also looked like they had been crying.

"You caught someone.." Seungmin said quietly. "Does that mean you're leaving us?"

You stared at the boys for a moment, your gaze lingering on Changbin.

"I caught someone." You said quietly. "But my job isn't finished until you're safe.."

Felix was the first to hug you. and then suddenly you were attacked by all of them in a big bearhug.

"You're one of us." Chan smiled, "Don't go back."

You looked at all the boys and for the first time since you got here, you let the tears fall.

Changbin ended up not taking you out due to the lockdown placed on the group by their boss, it didn't stop him from spoiling you, in the building, he came to your room with flowers and (fav candy). He would bring you food and bought you a few clothes he thought you'd look good in.

Everytime he'd surprise you while you were working, Jisung would give you a look. The kind of look that said, "I KNOW WHAT YOU TWO ARE", but was completely wrong, because even you didn't know what you and Changbin were.

You were sitting in at the kitchen table staring at your laptop, it wasn't too late, just around 10pm, but the noise that met your ears made you flinch. Han and Hyunjin came in shaking you wildly as Han shoved his phone in your face.

You grabbed it and made a face. "ARE YOU DONE?"

"LOOK!" They shouted back.

You looked at the screen and your eyes widened. "Is that me?"

There was a video, of the events from a few days ago.

"GET DOWN!"

there was a series of loud bangs and a fast forward, of you grabbing the bomb and throwing it out. Then another fast forward to you tackling the man.

You stared at the comments.

"such a strong woman"

"Our savior."

"why did binnie grab for her like that 😭"

"are we gonna ignore how felix calmed the crowd.?"

You pursed your lips, "I was doing my job."

"You saved them though." Han smiled. "You should come with us later when we can go out as a treat. Chan will pay."

Hyunjin cackled.

You rolled your eyes and shook your head, "Alright."

You sat in your room, when your phone rang, you answered.

"We've got a name and a face. We've sent you the necessary info. When you close the case contact us, we'll book you the next flight back to the US."

and the line cut.

You stared out blankly for a while.. so soon?

And when you opened the email you were sent your ear throbbed at the memory of nearly going deaf... That man... you'd tackled that man and he set off the firework that nearly took your hearing.

"Ah Changbin." Minho sighed. "Look at you. I never thought I'd see the day."

"Seriously." Chan smiled. "Just, tell her how you feel. She's Fiona and you're Shrek."

"You need to hit her with the immature swag." Jisung snickered.

"You-" Changbin raised his hand like he was going to punch the man.

Jisung ducked behind Chan.

"What am i supposed to say hm? 'I think you're strong and really pretty and I want to go out with you.' Seems a little eh?"

Chan cringed.

Han just stared at him.

"I like the Shrek and Fiona thing better." Minho shrugged.

"Changbin just wing it." Chan gave him a thumbs up.

You opened your door in the morning and almost stumbled over a box. "What in the world?"

You picked it up and examined it for a moment. You took it into your room and set it on the bed, carefully you lifted off the lid and stared at (fav color) dress. You took it out and smiled at it a little. You noticed the card at the bottom of the box and picked it up.

Your smile grew as you recognized the writing as Changbin's,

I think this dress fits you just right, wait for me outside at 7 tonight.

You rolled your eyes at his poetic nonsense and stared at the dress.

Hyunjin and Jisung were all over you at 6 pm, pampering you and making you look as pretty as they could.

"You look so gorgeous! I'm a master!" Hyunjin said proudly.

Han gasped exaggeratedly, "Are you saying she only looks good because you did her makeup?!"

You gasped with Jisung. "I thought you were my friend Hyunjinnie!"

"Oh- Oh MY GOD!" Hyunjin groaned before giving Han a side eye.

You giggled and looked at yourself in the mirror, you were really pretty.

"It's 6:45." Han sighed smiling at you, "Our Y/N is all grown up."

hyunjin wiped fake tears. "I'm so proud."

You made a face and rolled your eyes, standing and smoothing your dress, you hummed as you patted down the area where your gun sat on your thigh, just in case, and you grabbed your bag and went to the door.

You only waited about five minutes before Changbin pulled up in front of the building with a sleek, black company car.

"You look pretty." he said as he stepped out of the vehicle and came around to open the door for you.

You smiled. "Thank you, you good too." You stepped into the car and giggled, "Such a gentleman."

Changbin took you to a fancy restaurant and after you ordered, the conversation flowed so smoothly. Even the silence was comfortable, but you noticed it from the corner of your eye.

Two men, sitting at a table a few back from yours, eyeing you... no. eyeing Changbin. When the server came and poured your wine you paid close attention..

Using his right hand he turned the bottle to the left when he poured the wine for your but to the right Changbin.

You swallowed and looked at your wine, something was going to happen.

The thought left your mind when Changbin took your hand in his and smiled. "Y'know during my last stream, STAY kept asking if you were my girlfriend. I couldn't exactly say."

You blushed slightly, "What did you want to tell them?"

"Yes, I'm dating her." He laughed slightly, "Though, since it's jsut me and you," he squeezed your hand gently, "I can say you're only mine."

You blushed even more and laughed. "You're so stupid."

"I think you'd really like only belonging to me, I wouldn't let any guy touch you, I'd buy you food and spoil you."

"You do that anyway, Binnie." You smiled slightly.

He leaned close and whispered, "I guess that makes you mine."

Your heart skipped a beat.

Changbin stared into your eyes and leaned in close, his lips gently brushing against yours. All thought left your mind, it was just Changbin.. but..

You heard the dull click, and whipped around, pulling your gun from the holster under your dress, just as one of the men from the other table, cocked his gun.

You were faster and fired. The man fell back and Changbin grabbed you, pulling you back as the other man sprang up, he pointed a gun at you and it was a intense stare down.

You held your breath. Changbin remain unmoving behind you.

Your heart stopped as a white car pulled up in front of the restaurant. "Changbin get down!"

Changbin kicked the tabled over and grabbed you pulling you back with him as bullets flew through the dining room.

It was a long moment before they stopped, and as you peeked over the table, you locked eyes with the man from the picture, pulling his gun back into the car and smiling at you before they drove away. (Insert evil villain name cus I couldnt think of one)..

The boys were on lockdown again and you were busy, searching everything, everywhere for that man.. for (villain name).

You'd moved to the other dorm, much to the dismay of Hyunjin, who moped about being surrounded by gym freaks.

You took Seungmin's room, which was tidier than Han's. You hadn't moved because you needed quiet, in fact they boys had been quite good at being silent while you worked. It was because you didn't trust yourself, you were scared you wouldn't react as fast as you had at the restaurant with Changbin, you were scared he'd become a worse distraction... you were scared he'd get hurt because of you.

After a month, your informant intercepted another message saying that the man you were looking for was going to a shopping mall to put things up with a bang.

You discussed with the manager, he increased security to compensate for you not being present in the dorms and allowed you to go.

So there you were, sitting in your car outside the mall, staring at the entrance for anything suspicious. You remembered how Changbin had asked you what was wrong when you left, and where you were going...

"You're going alone?" His brows furrowed. "Y/N, be serious, things could happen-"

"What do you want me to do? I'm dragging anymore people into this."

"I'm not asking you to, I just want you to be safe."

"I'm here to protect you and the guys. It's not my choice what I do anymore, this has gotten too out of hand. You can't even go outside without the fear that someone might try to kill you! That's my fault."

"Take me with you then, I'm not afraid of it, I just don't trust the idea of you being alone!"

"Seo Changbin. I'm doing my job. It's not just about you and them anymore."

You pursed your lips and looked at your phone, tempted to say you were sorry..

but your phone rang before you could even take action.

Your brows furrowed, it was an unknown number.

You answered and lifted the phone to your ear. "Hello?"

"I'm glad we could lure you out. I like this game we're playing. Cat and mouse is fun no? It's a two party game. I have to eliminate the extra players, they're taking away my fun. If you involve the police... well that won't be fun."

"What?" You sat up straight.

"I'm not that cruel anyway... I'll give you 30 minutes."

Your heart dropped into your stomach. "WAIT!"

"Starting now."

The man hung up and you stared at your phone for a moment. "Changbin..."

Yongbok stepped out of the bathroom, drying his hair and he tilted his head as Chan sat down with a box on the floor. "What's that?"

"I was going to ask you." Chan said.

Seungmin stared at it. "It has a bad aura about it."

"Since when did you care about that?" Hyunjin looked up from his phone.

"We should open it." Jisung sat beside Chan.

"But-" Jeongin started.

"Didn't Y/N say don't be stupid while she's gone." Changbin said, glaring at the others.

They all nodded.

Minho sat on Chan's other side. "Opening a box isn't stupid."

"I agree." Hyunjin said.

"Guys-" Felix started.

"It's fine Yongbok." Minho said and pulled the lid of the box off.

Chan's brows furrowed, every one sucked in a breath.

"Fuck." Changbin said.

A timer sat in the box on top of a black thing bound with plastic straps, it read 15:50...

Changbin's phone rang. Everyone jumped in fear. His eyes widened as he saw you name. "Y/N- Calm down I can't understand-"

"PUT HER ON SPEAKER!" Felix shouted.

Changbin did as he was told.

You sounded on the verge of tears. "Did you get it?"

Chan looked at the box. "Yeah... We got it."

"I won't make it." You sniffed, "I need you to get scissors and listen carefully."

Jeongin ran to get scissors.

"Someone with steady hands. Listen close. There's no mistakes right now. This isn't acting."

Chan took the scissors from Jeongin and nodded, "I'm listening."

"Remove the timer by cutting the plastic straps. Be careful not to cut the wire surrounding them."

"Are we diffusing a bomb right now?!" Hyunjin shrieked.

"I CAN'T MAKE IT THERE IN TIME THERE'S TOO MUCH TRAFFIC! I CAN'T CALL THE POLICE AND NEITHER CAN ANY OF YOU!"

Chan cut the plastic binding, exposing the explosive and a few more wires.

"There should be a blue wire leading into the bomb directly."

"I see it."

"Cut it."

The boys watched in fear as their leader cut the blue wire.

"Black then grey."

"ok..."

"What's left?"

"Green, red, orange, and purple."

"Purple."

Another cut.

"Orange."

"Now what...?"

"Someone needs to push the button on the back of the timer for 5 seconds. It will give you a 20 second window to cut the last wire."

"What's the last one?" Minho asked.

"Whichever leads to the center of the explosive."

You met silence on the other end of the line before Jisung's voice said, "They both lead to the center..."

You sucked in a breath. "Wait for me."

"We don't have time to wait!" Seungmin shouted.

"How much time is left?!"

"2 minutes!" Felix said.

You slammed the steering wheel and cursed loudly.

Changbin stared at the bomb for a long moment as the members began freaking out.

Hyunjin pulled out his phone and opened instagram starting a stream. "Stay, I love you, we love you!"

"Tell my parents I love them." Jeongin sobbed.

"Chan push the button." Changbin grabbed the scissors.

"Changbin!" You shouted.

"Green means go." Changbin said as Chan pushed the button. "STAY, we love you. Y/N, I love you."

And he cut the green wire.

You heard a loud bang and the line went dead, your heart plummeted. You finally pulled off the highway and into the parking around the dorms. You ran to the dorm and-

Changbin hugged you tightly as you opened the door.

Your hands trembled before you hugged him back. "I thought you died."

"You were that worried about me." He muttered into your hair.

"Yes.."

Jisung coughed loudly, earning a punch from Minho.

You laughed and pulled away from Changbin, arms open.

You shrieked as Chan bear hugged you and then everyone was on you.

As you laughed you saw someone in the hall shaking their head. You pulled away as the man started running.

And you took off running after him. Not this time. You wouldn't let him get away again. You jumped onto him just as he got to the stairs, he stumbled and fell with you. You felt the cold metal of a gun barrel brush your arm and bit down on his arm hard.

The gun fell away and skidded away. You hit the landing platform hard, your shoulder taking the brunt of the force before you rolled for the gun.

You thought about a statement you'd heard from your boss months ago. I trust you to handle it. Without being reckless.

Why were you reckless? Why did you never give a shit what happened as long as you caught the criminal..? Because you didn't care then. Because it was your job... your obligation.

What was it now?

The man grabbed your leg and dragged you towards him and you kicked his face hard.

You scrambled with your opportunity for the gun.

Your fingers wrapped around the grip, as the man dragged you back towards him..

and it all seemed to go in slow motion as the boys came down after you. And the man's hands wrapped around your throat. You held the gun to his head and shouted with the last of your breath as he squeezed your windpipe, "BANG!"

and you pulled the trigger.

17 years ago December 19th 2005..

"Shh, she might hear."

"The gifts are better down by the college anyway."

"Honey. You're being loud."

"Fine fine."

You heard them giggling before you poked your head outside your room. You watched your parents leaving the house. You smiled to yourself knowing they were going to buy Christmas gifts.

When the morning came and your parents weren't in their room, you became confused. In the snow, dressed in your pajamas and bunny slippers you went to your neighbors house to ask if they'd seen your parents.

The little old lady next door stared at you before the tears welled in her eyes, "You poor thing.."

You were only 5 when your parents died. You were only 5 when you learned what it meant to yearn for revenge. You'd spent all your years in the force since you were 17 trying to find the organization behind the bombs...

And you were today many years old when you learned revenge wasn't a liberating feeling.

"BANG!"

BANG!

The boys stared in shock as you pushed the man's body off of you and sat there. Changbin didn't hesitate to run and wrap his arms around you, examining your face before looking into your eyes.

"Y/n... y/nnie?"

And you passed out.

The past week had been a blur of appointments with press and a million other things.

It was Friday you finally got to lie down and breathe.

You were lying in bed staring at the ceiling when you got a call. You rolled over and answered the phone. Your boss's voice came to your ears.

"Good job, L/N. We're glad you could do it. We're booking your flight back to the US already."

"Sir-"

"You'll be receiving a promotion to a less risky position as a token of our gratitude."

Changbin entered your room and stared at you.

"I can't-" you tried.

"I have to admit I myself am shocked, L/N you've proved your reckless behavior is productive and I owe you-"

"SIR I QUIT!"

The other end of the line went quiet.

Changbin sat beside you and pulled you against him.

"I- I accomplished what I wanted. I'm pretty young still. I'll go to college. It's time I change careers."

Your boss was quiet on the other end of the line.

"Consider this my resignation letter. It was an honor. But i can't be reckless anymore."

The boys were poking their heads into your room now.

You looked at them all and smiled.

"I have something... some people..." You leaned against Changbin. "Someone... I want to keep living for."

"We'll send your pay for the case..." Your boss said softly. "I'm glad I met you L/N, it was an honor to have you in the force."

You lowered the phone and hung up.

"Soo....?" Minho said, looking at the others. "She's NOT going back to the US?"

"No Minho. I'm here to stay."

The boys cheered and jumped. You smiled slightly and looked at Changbin.

He leaned in and kissed you.

You blinked. Stunned.

Jisung jumped and held his hands out to Hyunjin "5000 PUT EM IN MY HAND! ALL OF YOU!"

You stared at them for a moment, "You were-"

"Green is green!" Jisung ran away cackling.

You laughed and shook your head. "I love you guys."

"I think you love me most." Changbin said and kissed your cheek.

"I love you just a little bit more than them."

He rolled his eyes as the others ran shouting about their money. "I love you."

You hadn't gotten the feeling you dreamed for in revenge but in them... in Changbin you found something more.

"STOP BEING LOVE BIRDS AND MAKE THEM GIVE ME MY MONEY!" Jisung shouted.

[miam0re]

really wanted to req for mc looking after the little D's while the demon brothers are watching them interact and thinking how good of a parent they would make (you could add some of the side characters if you're not too lazy)

i saw you take requests after i read some of your work so i just had to, I'd get it if you don't want to but if you do take you time

This sounds so cute uwu I wish I had more thoughts to pen down but my brain is absolutely scattered at the moment sooo :p (and yes I am a bit lazy so gonna just scribble down some thoughts about the demon brothers hueheuhue) I played around with the idea, changing it up a little bit so I hope that's ok! (Also I noticed you using 'they' so I'll try to keep this answer gender neutral, please tell me if I slipped up anywhere) (ps not proofread heheh just ideas dumped)

You and Little D | Demon Brothers

“Will you please. Stop. Talking.” The Little D of Pride was being so difficult with all its mindless yapping and screeching, Lucifer was about to literally throw the stupid mini demon out of the window…had it not been for you showing up to save the day!

All Little D wanted was to be heard about his amazing idea on how to decorate the ballroom for an upcoming event and Lucifer wasn’t bothered to give him any mind.

“Oh? Why don’t you tell me all about your ideas? I can’t wait to hear how awesome the are!”

Seeing you…leaning your chin you palm and listening intently to the little one, nodding eagerly and gasping in surprise at all its wonderful ideas…Lucifer felt his heart rate shoot through the roof

He quickly turned around to hide the growing redness on his pale cheeks, lest you actually catch him blushing at how sweet and loving you were…just like a parent

Perhaps it was too soon to be plagued with such thoughts- thoughts of you both having a little family of your own where you cared for your child just the way you cared for Little D-

“Ahem, I’ll be leaving now. Don’t bother yourself with listening to this thing for too long if you have your own matters to attend to.”

His heart skipped a beat when you shook your head, saying that you had more than enough time to spare to ‘your dearest little D’ You were going to be the death of him. 

They were fighting like LITERAL CHILDREN!! Little D of Greed was flying around with Mammon’s precious credit card.

“YOU RASCAL!! COME BACK HERE WITH GOLDIE RIGHT NOW!” Mammon leapt across the room right as you walked into the weird scene

The oh so innocent Little D scampered into your arms and whined, crying about how Mammon was bullying him, who was quick to deny any such accusations

“Oh, is mammon being mean? Don’t worry, I’m here for you.” You nuzzled your nose against the smirking little demon and Mammon knew that he was supposed to be raging with jealousy but…wow, you were so gentle and the way you had Little D wrapped around your finger just the same way you had him…

How you hugged and comforted the cheeky little demon, Mammon started visualising you as a parent

Mammon was already down bad for you and this little sight was the cherry on top

“I wanna marry ya- I MEAN STOP SIDING WITH THAT LITTLE IDIOT”

Mammon was quick to dart closer to you, prying your hands off the Little D who had occupied all of your love and attention 

“Hey now, there’s enough hugs for everyone here.” You laughed and wrapped one arm around Mammon and the other holding the demon

Wow, you were so mature, being able to handle two jealous demons fighting over your love

Yeah you’d definitely be perfect to handle mammon when you both have a child of your own

Leviathan isn’t really the most attentive to his surroundings when he’s immersed in his video games, especially if it is the latest first person game with his favourite character RURI CHAN!!

Which left the Little D of Envy starved for attention, pouting and poking at the purple haired man

“Stoppppp! Can’t you see I’m busy? Go find some other way to stay entertained.”

Sad little demon floats aimlessly until it reaches the lounge where you are resting on the couch, a Switch in your hand. You notice the sad little demon and smile at him, calling him over to sit on your lap.

An hour passed and Levi noticed the silence…he got up and out of his room as he started praying that Little D hadn’t gotten into any trouble

But what he walked into made his little gamer boy heart race

And excited Little D was on your lap with your Switch in hand as you cheered on him, screeching in happiness when he won first place in DemonKart. You both did a little synchronised dance, ending with a high five

Oh Levi’s otaku little heart couldn’t handle the heat travelling through his veins, seeing you be such a good parent like figure and omg maybe you guys could get married and have a little one of your own to play 3 player games with-

“Hey let me in on the gaming as well!!”

Satan wanted to give attention to the Little D of Wrath but he was far too focused on the spell books that lay open on front of him 

“Why don’t you got…sort out my bookshelves? Go be useful.”

Little D was offended but he had to listen smh, but hey, Satan didn’t say anything about him not being allowed to recruit some extra help

And that’s where you came in, pulling us your sleeves and reading the spiral bindings of some of the hundreds of books in Satan’s room, finding the best category to put them in…until you saw the little demon reach for an unstable pile

“Wait! Little D! Be careful!!” A loud crash alerted Satan, who came running into the room

His eyes widened when he saw you on the floor, hugging and rocking a crying Little D back and forth, “Shhhh, it’s okay…you’re a strong one. You’ll be fine.” You comforted it, caressing the spot where the books fell on it

Satan’s heart did a backflip at your caring and affectionate nature. You had worry drawn all over your face as you held onto the little demon, giving it the support it needed in that moment…you would be the perfect parent

You were so much better than anything he could have imagined and making a family with you would be better than any fairy tale “Why don’t we all sort the books together, yeah? That will be better.”

“No no! You’re doing it all wrong! That is not how you apply mascara!” Asmo pouted at the Little D of Lust who had managed to yet again mess up Asmo’s makeup

The Little D frowned at Asmo’s uncharacteristic outburst, feeling helpless while floating out of the room.

“Hey, are you okay? I heard Asmo shout? Did he shout at you?” You showed up in front of the door, opening your arms for the sad little demon

You tapped your chin in thought when an idea clicked in your head “Why don’t I teach you some tricks, hmm?” The way the little demon’s eyes lit up made you smile even wider

Together in your room, you showed it the various techniques of applying makeup, ranging from mascara to blush to lipstick, till the demon had almost mastered the skills

Together, the two of you waltzed into Asmo’s room, showing off your beautiful face all thanks to Little D’s skills.

“Aw, did you teach Little D how to apply makeup? You look so good! You’re such a good teacher.” He pet the little demon’s head

Then Asmo’s face sparkled with the thought of how nurturing you would be as a parent 

“Omg you would be such a wonderful parent when we have a child! You can teach them how to apply make up too! Wouldn’t that be perfect!!”

His unfiltered words made you blush and hide your face away from the thoughts of having a child with him 

“Ughhhhh I’m so hungryyyyyy! I want foooooood!” Beel was once again whining about how hungry he was and unfortunately Little D of Gluttony was subject to his whining

Sad for Beel, Little D wasn’t exactly the most equipped in the kitchen, floating to the room and head spiralling with the number of cabinets and cooking equipment

Lucky for the mini demon, you walked into the kitchen, seeing it in its distressed state

“Why don’t you and I cook something together? That would be a good way to learn, yeah?” You offered, pulling out some pans to make the simplest thing you knew…pancakes

The little demon floated around and carefully listened to your instructions, laughing along with you when some batter accidentally spilled out of the mixing bowl or when you managed to land the perfect flip on the pan

“Mmmmm I can smell pancakes.” Beel, drawn buy the scent of the treat walked into the kitchen, stopping short in his tracks seeing you cooking with the demon

It was a sight right from heaven, his favourite human and his favourite demon doing his favourite activity (cooking something for Beel)

He smiled when the little demon laughed while pouring syrup and decorating the stack with berries, as per your instructions. His heart warmed at how parent-like you were when you high fived the demon and hugged it

“Oh Beel! Look what Little D and I made! Pancakes for you!”

Perhaps one day he would be walking in on seeing you making pancakes with a little one of your own.

The day was already quite tiring, Lucifer had told(more like ordered) Belphie to run some errands around Devildom, grocery shopping ughhh 

All Belphie wanted to do was go into his blankets and fall asleep

He thought to himself, wondering what the Little D of Sloth would have been up to, all alone at home with nobody else to supervise 

Honestly, if the little demon was anything like him, it would probably be in a deep sleep on the couch 

When Belphie entered the living room, he noticed you on the couch and beamed at you, approaching to give you a big hug “Hey!-“

“Shhhhhhh! Little D is sleeping!” You loudly whispered at him, your tone sounding very much like a scolding

Belphie pouted and looked at your lap, the irritated feeling in his gut changing to a soft, loving sensation

Little D was asleep on your lap murmuring in sleep. You were stroking the little demon’s back and if you even dared to stop, it twisted and turned around violently till you gave it attention

“Little D is so much like you! If I stop stroking it, it would get mad!” You giggled when Belphie sat next to you, his thoughts straying to daydreams

Maybe one day the one of your lap will truly be someone like belphie, your child. You stroking the child’s hair who slept peacefully in your embrace.

Belphie blushed, leaning his face in your shoulder to hide himself from your gaze

“Can I rest on your shoulder for a while? I wanna dream a bit.”

Dream about having a life with you, making a family with you hehe.

[simplyreveries]

uhmm hii so i’ve mever requested something before so just ignore this if you like! uhm i’ve been watching violet evergarden recently and had this thought for a while maybe Jade and Rook (separately) as a servant for a Princess reader?? like the reader is a bit bratty and gets irritated easily and stuff? but she’s actually very nice?? soo she’s in a arranged marriage with some dude?? (you can pick a character for that or it can remain anonymous if you want) and the reader is sad because it means she’ll have to get separated from Rook/Jade since technically they don’t belong to her and belong to the the royal palace instead so uhm rook and jade comforting reader and stuff because the reader actually likes them and doesn’t want to be separated from them? kinda like in that one episode. if you dont want to do this it’s fine! you can just ignore it.

oml ive heard of that anime, but the only one with royalty themes ive watched was "snow white with red hair".. zen stole my heart when i was 11 hehehe

jade leech

jade is someone that loves snark honestly, he finds your attitude so entertaining and amusing to him. he only believed that you were just all bark and no bite, anyways. he always had a feeling that you were hopelessly into him as he is to you (even if jades loves more.. intensely than others..!) jade never seemed discouraged and upset when you would act all irritable and annoyed with him, jade would only give you a pleasant smile and ask you what else you needed.

an arrangement for your marriage was something that he was prepared to have come at some point, it's sort of the inevitable- also considering that you never once had given any kind of suitors presented to you the time of day. he would chuckle at that behavior and only warn you that this would make matters harder for you.

your tears were definitely a sight to see as you don't share this part of you often, nevertheless he'll be ever so calm and collected when by your side, placing one of his gloved hand on the small of your back in a comforting manner.

rest assured about the situation; I feel like jade wouldn't feel worried about it and tell you that you really shouldn't either. not to worry a single bit. I mean, who's to say something couldn't happen to this prince you're betrothed to?

rook hunt

he... is devoted to you so much that any comment or mean remark towards him does not bother him one bit, you could say it goes in one ear and out the other. rook feels as if it's the greatest privilege to serve someone such as you, he lives to serve beauty after all. assisting and being with you throughout your day is simply a dream come true for rook. you can't blame him for falling hard, can you??

when he sees you crying it breaks his heart--! at first, he was a bit surprised with wide eyes since you're rarely ever so vulnerable around him like this, he quickly was kneeling at your side pleading to know what the matter was with you.

rook feels lie it's a story, the bittersweet ones he reads about; forbidden love, oh his heart hurts! he'll take your hands into his and try his best to give you the most comforting words. though inside he does feel a sense of strange joy-- only to hear from your mouth that you do reciprocate his feelings. like jade, rook is intense and he always claims he's completely and utterly loyal to you as your servant. he'll practically do anything to ensure you priority is first. it's just so perfect that its him.