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mizunetzu · 4 years ago

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ok ok so my request 👉🏻👈🏻

it’s the most obvious thing but i have a full crush on bakugou, so can you please write about him x male reader, where the reader is like.. having nightmares or almost doesn’t sleep because of his quirk (idk like maybe he can hear something special or predict anything bad, doesn’t really matter) but feels safe around bakugou so he always falls asleep around him or even oN him and katsuki is like “😡(❤️)shit whatever” and the reader is kinda shy about that but totally ok with their friends being like “wow bro that’s kinda gay :> ” because he is comfortable with “oh that’s because i aM the gay✌🏻” and his classmates love him and everything and would never mock.. but one time someone from another class was really really rude bcs of that or said that katsuki hates it so the reader starts to avoid bakugou and bakugou geTS MAD about it because reader is just his and no one else’s >:0 maybe a little confession from him in the end, maybe some.. *gay coughing* angy k*ss from him

please make it angsty but with a fluffy ending please please and thank you very much in advance💙 sorry if it’s too big i can’t explain my thoughts properly thaha

Bruh I just realized how long this request is 💀💀 also look at me, writing it like decades after you requested it 😭 pls enjoy I’m actually quite proud of it (also isn’t that gif perfect hahah get it bc the prompt was abt like sleeping and bakugou’s sleeping and-yeah I’ll let u read now)

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Bakugou x reader - Angry Insomniacs

⚠️Warnings - mild arguing, it’s not that bad

Pronouns - male, he/him

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“Why are you always fuckin’ sleeping on me?”

It first started during the Sports Festival. The chicken race and cavalry battle really took a toll on (Y/n), and he was suffering harsh quirk drawbacks. That, being drowsiness.

Somewhere on the stands, (y/n’s) eyes grew heavier and heavier until he realized he had fallen asleep. He also didn’t realized until he woke up that no one disturbed him when he was near Bakugou. Be it fear, or just plain respect, (Y/n) seemed to get the best rest when he was with Bakugou. Not even Iida dared to wake him up when he dosed off on Bakugous shoulder.

He always made it a point to be in Bakugous vicinity when ever he could, taking naps with his head buried in his arms next to Bakugou at lunch, or having his head resting on his shoulder in the dorms.

“Oi! Don’t drift off on me!”

“Mm? Sorry, Bakugou.”

(Y/n) rubbed his eyes as he weakly pushed off the common room couch, stretching and yawning as he did so. “Can I sleep in your room tonight?”

“N-no, dumbass! Fuck kinda question is that, shit-for-brains?!”

“I’ll see you there later then, Bakugou.” (Y/n) gave a slight nod, Bakugou practically foaming at the mouth already, before trotting off the continue his nap in his own room.

Before heading to his room though, he walked into the kitchen to grab a post-nap time snack. Tsuyu, who was already digging in the fridge, stepped back so (Y/n) could grab whatever he wanted.

Tsu eyed (Y/n’s) slightly tousled hair. “Did you take another nap on bakugou-chan? Kero.”

(Y/n) hummed out a “yes.” Tsu hummed back in acknowledgment. Kaminari and Kirishima, unintentionally, started listening in from their place in the kitchen after hearing Bakugou being mentioned.

Tsuyu put a finger to her lip. “Ne, (Y/n)-chan, why do you always take naps on Bakugou-chan? It’s always him, kero, and you go out of your way to make sure it’s only him.”

“Why?” (Y/n) pulled off the carton of milk stubbornly hanging on to the fridge. “Because I like Bakugou. Duh. And I sleep better near people I like.

Kaminari gasped comically while Kirishima sputtered and choked on his words. Not just listening anymore, Kaminari but in. “L-like? Like, ‘like’-like?!”

Kaminari and Kirishima joined Tsuyu and (Y/n) near the fridge. (Y/n) nodded out an “mm-hm.”, whilst grabbing a cup from the cabinet.

“So you’re like...” Kirishima made wild, indecipherable, gestures with his hand. Eventually, after realizing no one was taking the hint, brought his voice down to a whisper.

“...like...gay..?”

“Yeah. Pretty much.”

“Why didn’t you ever tell us?!” Kaminari grasped at his blond hair. (Y/n) thought for a moment, poured himself a glass of milk, and shrugged.

“I don’t know. You never asked.”

“And you’re so comfortable just telling us now? Why, kero-kero?”

“Because I’m gay as fuuuuuck.” (Y/n) took a swig of milk like it was a shot of whiskey. “And it’s not like it was a secret or anything.”

“Though I don’t think Bakugou knows. He’s too angry about me sleepin’ on him all the time to actually care about me.”

(Y/n) polished off his glass of milk. He set the cup down gently into the sink. “Eh, it’s not like I actually care for what he thinks about me.”

“See ya, I’m gonna finish my nap.”

“Uh-bye”

“Bye-bye.”

“Bye, kero.”

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(Y/n) yawned as his head lolled off of Bakugou’s shoulder. He hissed, dusting off his shoulder angrily.

“Go sleep somewhere else!”

“I’m just goin’ to the bathroom, Bakugou, I’ll be back. Keep your shoulder warm for me.”

(Y/n) weakly stood up from his chair, and sluggishly walked out of the cafeteria. Damn, his feet felt heavy. Maybe if he hurried to the bathroom, he’d get back in time to catch a few more minutes of sleep before Bakugou exploded on him or lunch ended.

(Y/n’s) shoulder accidentally caught on someone else’s, making him stumble back and rub his shoulder. Monoma tilted his chin up in a mocking fashion.

“Ara? Is that (L/n) (Y/n) from class 1-A I see?”

(Y/n) nodded, only half processing his words as he continued on his way to the bathroom. Monoma followed somewhat behind, spewing words and one-liners that went in one ear and out the other. That is, until,

“Honestly, you would’ve thought that angry blond kid would’ve told you by now”.

(Y/n’s) ear perked up. He halted to a stop, Monoma following suit and shoving his hands smugly in his pockets. “What’s this about Bakugou?”

“Oh? He really didn’t tell you, huh? That’s...” Monoma stifled a condescending snicker. “...surprising.”

(Y/n) stepped closer. “C’mon man, tell me what?”

Monoma sighed. “Well,”

“I heard that Mr. Blasty, matter-o-factly,” Monoma jabbed his pointer finger into (Y/n’s) chest. “Really, really hates it when you sleep on, or near him. Actually,”

“I think he just hates you in general.”

(Y/n) furrowed his brows. He’s lying. He’s lying. He likes him, doesn’t he? Bakugou likes him, or else he wouldn’t have lead him on for so long, right?

Because he wouldn’t let just anyone sleep on his shoulder...right?

“You’re lying.”

“Well, believe what you want, honestly,” Monoma made a show of crossing his arms dramatically. “But you should see the way he shit-talks and glares at you in you’re sleep. It’s not like he can push you off though, you’re ‘just so persistent you’ll never leave him the fuck alone’.”

(Y/n) shoved his hands in his pockets. Monoma raised his hands in defense. “His words, not mine.”

(Y/n) turned on his heel and began to speed walk to the bathroom. Monoma yelled out from his spot in the empty hallway.

“Oh? You don’t want to hear what he thinks about your little crush on him?”

(Y/n) froze. He was under the assumption that everyone but him knew, could he be wrong? He pressed his lips into a fine line, turning around as composedly as he could. Though, he couldn’t mask the fearful curiosity in his eyes.

Monoma grinned. It was an unpleasant, sarcastic grin, one that didn’t look peaceful or pleasing at all.

“Well, I doubt that there’s anything to to say at all, so does it really ma-“

“What...what does he say about me?” (Y/n’s) voice quivered. He knew he was falling into Monoma’s trap, that he was just trying to provoke him, that he was looking for any kind of reaction, but his curiosity got the best of him. It really did, because Monoma’s words stabbed spears into (Y/n’s) heart, word by word.

“Blasty thinks it’s fucking disgusting how you like him, like, as another dude. Like honestly, he thinks you take him for an idiot for thinking he actually didn’t know! And the fact you sleep so close to him know full well you want to get in his pants?! He thinks you’re a pervert! A lazy shit! A fag! Ahahaha!”

Monoma loud cackles were cut short when he suddenly slumped over. He sunk to the ground, revealing Kendo, holding one big hand up and the other to her waist. She most likely knocked Monoma out once she heard his condescending retorts from the cafeteria.

Kendo sighed, bending down the haul Monoma’s arm over her shoulder. Her heavy glare softened once she caught sight of (Y/n’s) buggy eyed face starting at the ground where Monoma was.

“Sorry...he didn’t say anything too harsh, right?” Kendo’s words were gentle, but they sounded practically inaudible to (Y/n’s) traumatized ears.

He wordlessly staggered past her, heading back into the cafeteria to grab his lunch and sit elsewhere. He supposed he wouldn’t bother Bakugou anymore. Since he’s so damn ‘persistent’, he figured he’d stop bothering him for the rest of the day.

He wished he wasn’t so curious about what Bakugou thought of him. Like people say, ignorance is bliss. He could’ve gone his whole high school career without knowing Bakugou hated his every being. How was he going to face him in class knowing every pointer glare, every scoff, every insult was genuine?

(Y/n) felt his throat tighten. For the first time in years, (L/n) (Y/n) was fully awake.

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It was the first time in many months that (Y/n) didn’t sit in the seat next to Bakugou, napping in his presence. He’d done it every day no fail, that is until this week. Actually, this is the 6th consecutive day he didn’t take a nap at all.

(Y/n) sat placid in his assigned seat, eyes wide and trying to keep awake. He couldn’t sleep without thinking of Bakugou, and every time he did it was always him scoffing and turning his back on him.

Every few seconds, (Y/n) would jolt harshly in his seat, rocking back and forth like a drug addict in withdrawal. He stared at his desk with eyes that could kill someone, and he dug his hands into his forearms to keep himself somewhat awake.

He didn’t hear Kirishima calling his name until he snapped his fingers infront of his face. The snap rang like a gunshot, surprising (Y/n) from his trance so badly he jolted back like he got electrocuted. Kirishima raised an eyebrow.

“You...ok man...?”

(Y/n’s) dry eyes landed fixed onto Kirishima. He relaxed, and let out a breath he didn’t know he was taking. “M’fine...”

His voice cracked like it hadn’t been used for days. (Y/n) let his eyes drift back forward, hunching back over and huddling his body like he was trying to squeeze himself to death. When Kirishima gave him a skeptical glare and crossed his arms, (Y/n) let out a small “m’ just tired, that’s all...” and gave the most pathetic smile known to man.

“If you’re so tired,” Mina, rested her arms on the back of (Y/n’s) chair. “Why don’t you sleep on Bakugou like you do every morn-“

“NO! I-I can’t do that!” (Y/n) whipped his head back, gripping the back of his chair so hard his hand turned white. Mina and Kirishima flinched, noticeably caught off guard with his sudden outburst. “I...can’t...I can’t do that...”

(Y/n) suddenly looked very awake, contrasting the way he looked like he was struggling to keep his eyes open the whole time they were in class.

(Y/n’s) breath steadied as he shut his mouth awkwardly. “M’sorry...for yelling...didn’t mean to...”

(Y/n) scrubbed at his eyes. The rush of adrenaline was already wearing off. Mina set her dainty pink hand on (Y/n’s) hunched form. “Why not...?”

“I just can’t.”

(Y/n) said nothing more. He went back to his occasional jolts awake and scrubbing his heavy eyes every 2 minutes. Kirishima sighed, shaking his head towards Bakugou, before shrugging his shoulders then forming an ‘X’ with his hands.

Bakugou clicked his tongue angrily, turning and facing back forward in his seat.

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(Y/n) was practically seeing stars by the end of hero’s class.

It was a relatively simple assignment, 1 on 1 sparring, but it caused a lot of quirk use.

He fought both his tired eyes and Midoryia, but ultimately failing due to his harsh quirk drawbacks. Midoryia barely had to break a sweat to have (Y/n) come toppling down.

(Y/n) was ushered back into the horde of students murmuring “don’t mind” and “you did great!”, but he just slithered past and stood a few feet away from them, all the way in the back of the field.

All might was explaining something (Y/n) couldn’t quite hear. Not only because he was standing so far away, but because his hearing had been considerably wonky, not to mention the hissing, ringing sound irritating his eardrums.

“Oi.”

And even if the ringing had stopped and he could hear, his brain was too tuckered out to remember anything past five seconds ago.

“Oi!”

Gosh, speaking of his brain-

“OI! SHIT-FOR-BRAINS! YOU GONNA KEEP IGNORING ME OR YOU GONNA TELL ME WHY YOU’VE BEEN AVOIDIN’ ME?!”

Bakugou set off a small explosion. The blast wasn’t nearly as loud or powerful as in combat, but to a tired mans ears, it sounded like nukes. The ringing in (Y/n’s) ears spiked, and he cupped his ears tightly.

“B-Bakugou, nows not-“

“OH, YOU TRYNA TUNE ME OUT BY COVERIN’ YOUR EARS NOW?!” Another explosion. Bakugou’s gauntlets had been out for repairs since his last hero training, so (Y/n) could clearly see the glowing red and yellow spark from his fist. The ringing spiked again. His vision burned with sparks.

(Y/n) winced, saying nothing, and brought his hands to rub at his eyes. Bakugou eyebrow twitched.

“STOP IGNORING ME!”

Bakugou brought his hand out, his gloved hand starting to glow red with his next explosion. (Y/n) couldn’t take it anymore.

He stumbled forward, and grabbed Bakugou’s wrist. He shoved it out of the way, but his hand still ignited and set off a blast that propelled them straight to the ground.

“G-get off-a me!” Bakugou tried pushing (Y/n) off with his free hand.

(Y/n) pinned Bakugou’s glowing right hand by the wrist, using his other to hold down his other shoulder. (Y/n) would’ve never done something as ballsy and stupid as this, but he was too tired, too done, too much in pain to care.

“What are you actually trying to say!? All that stupid extra yelling and petty insults, they get you fucking nowhere! Spit it out! Or does trying to intimidate every single fucking person you meet just self-satisfaction?!”

Bakugou growled. He grabbed at (Y/n’s) shoulders, pushing off of him and pinning (Y/n) to the ground in his place.

“Then what about you, huh?!” Bakugou was angrily spitting at (Y/n’s) face. “Why the fuck did you stop getting enough sleep for your quirk?! Are you just that dumb that you stay up at night?!”

“I don’t wanna hear it from a stupid fucker like you, who can’t even take care of himself!”

(Y/n) hissed. He freed his dominant hand from Bakugou’s vice grip and pushed at Bakugou’s face, grabbing a fistful of his hair. “All you ever do is shit talk! Shut up! No one thinks it’s fucking cool!”

“What the hell are you even talking about?!”

The two wrestled on the ground, angrily grabbing and tugging at each other, and rolling around on the floor. There were shouts of “get Aizawa-no, get midnight-sensei!” and “All might, stop them!”, but the two were so caught up in their fight they couldn’t hear anything.

“Can’t you ever learn to mind your fucking Business?!”

“What the fuck does that even have to do with this!”

(Y/n) flipped Bakugou over one more time. He pushed him down by the forehead, pushing his head down into the ground while Bakugou flailed and kicked from underneath him.

“SHUT UP! WHY DO YOU EVEN FUCKIN’ CARE, BAKUGOU?! WHY DO...w-why do...wh...”

A sweet, sweet smell flooded (Y/n’s) senses. It smelt relaxing, tantalizing, it smelled like sleep. It smelled like sleep. He wanted to sleep. He wanted to sleep so bad. Maybe he could just...

(Y/n) slowly sank from his spot on top of Bakugou, flopping on top of his body and going completely slack. Bakugou’s eyes widened, and he covered his nose.

Midnight strutted from above the two, waving away a few stray wisps of her mist. Bakugou hacked out a new breath, while (Y/n) laid on top of him, peacefully asleep for the first time in days.

“Well, it seems like you two already know without me saying it.” Midnight motioned over to two small robots carrying a stretcher. “I’ll just take him to recovery girl and he should wake up in-“

Bakugou pursed his lips and wrapped his arms around (Y/n’s) sleeping figure when Midnight extended her arm towards them. He tightened his arms around (Y/n).

“I’ll do it. S-since this piece of shit attacked me first and...I’ll just do it-!”

Midnight eyed him knowingly, before waving him off and mumbling something about ‘youth’.

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(Y/n’s) eyes fluttered open. His body felt like it was broken in every way possible. It was so sore, it hurt even thinking about moving. (Y/n) laid there, with his eyes half open, contemplating whether or not he should close them again.

Would he be able to sleep, though? Even if he’d started sleeping near Bakugou as a ‘don’t-wake-me-up’ measure, it slowly stopped being just that and more a matter of he felt safe and comfortable around him. In a way, he’s become a bit dependent on him, which is probably a bad thing, but he didn’t care.

Sleeping with Bakugou felt best. But that wasn’t an option, now was it?

(Y/n) pursed his lips, an involuntary groan rumbling from his tired vocal cords. He continued staring at the blinding nurse office lights, staring until he saw spots in his vision.

“Stop doing that-do you wanna go fuckin’ blind?”

(Y/n) flinched. He hated the way that familiar, aggravated voice still stirred butterflies into his stomach. He glanced to his side, as if to make sure he wasn’t just hearing things.

He met eyes with Bakugou.

“Bout’ time you fuckin’ woke up. Been waitin’ forever, shit-for-brains.”

(Y/n) averted his eyes back up to the blinding floodlights. Bakugou scowled. “Oi! Don’t ignore m-“

“How long were you here for?”

Bakugou went silent. It was his turn to avert his eyes, albeit more angrily.

“...I was here since you fuckin’ fainted in class, idiot. I even carried your stupid body here from the dumbass carrier bots.”

(Y/n’s) eyes softened, unlike Bakugou’s, who glared at the floor just beside the chair he was sitting in. (Y/n) checked the big black clock mounted on top of Recovery Girl’s desk.

It was 6:00 pm.

If Bakugou was telling the truth, he’d been sitting there waiting for him to wake up for 4 hours straight.

“Bakugou-its been hours since class ended-you should be at the dorms by now-! Why did you-“

“Well if you told me why you suddenly started avoiding me we wouldn’t be here right now!”

(Y/n) let his mouth fall closed. Bakugou scoffed. “Well?!”

(Y/n) opened his mouth, but it clamped shut when Monoma’s words echoed in his mind. Bakugou looked at him with an expectant face.

“I can’t tell you.”

“WH-“ Bakugou sputtered angrily. “COURSE YOU CAN! THE FUCKS STOPPING YOU!”

“Nothing I-I just can’t!”

“WHY!? WHY NOT?!”

“BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!”

“OK AND?! I LOVE YOU TOO!”

“THEN WHATS THE PROBLEM HERE!” (Y/n) shouted, before he cupped his mouth in realization. Bakugou’s eyes went wide aswell. “Wait I didn’t mean that-“

“YEAH! WHATS THE FUCKIN PROBLEM HERE?!” Bakugou recovered from his initial shock, already back to yelling. (Y/n) furrowed his brows with a blush.

“Wh..wait so-“

“I LIKE YOU, YOU LIKE ME, SO WHY THE FUCK DID YOU STOP SLEEPING ON ME?!”

“Wait but...” (Y/n’s) voice was barely above a whisper. “Don’t you, y’know...not like it...when I do that-?”

“DUMBASS! WHERE’D YOU GET THAT FROM?!” It seemed like Bakugou got angrier and angrier each passing second. It was hard to tell what (Y/n) found so attractive about him.

“From...from Monoma...?”

Bakugou looked angrier than ever. (Y/n) raised an eyebrow. “YOU-I CAN’T BELIEVE-! I-! FUCK IT!”

Bakugou snarled and practically shoved his face onto (Y/n’s), angrily stealing his breath away with a kiss. The kiss, surprisingly, was soft and gentle, despite Bakugou’s previous intensity. It seemed to calm Bakugou down, and cheer (Y/n) up.

The two slowly parted for air. It was quiet for a second, something that rarely happened near Bakugou.

“I thought you hated me...”

“W-why the fuck would I hate you...dumbass.” Bakugou rested his forehead on (Y/n’s) shoulder. His spiky tufts of blond hair tickling (Y/n’s) face.

“Because Monoma said so...?”

“I’m gonna kill that bastard.” Bakugou snarled, climbing into the cot (Y/n) was in. He pushed (Y/n) back down into the pillow, pulling up the white blanket and laying down next to him. He guided (Y/n’s) head-a tad bit forcefully-to his chest. “...after we sleep.”

Bakugou shut his eyes, half irritated and half embarrassed, while (Y/n) chuckled tiredly. He nuzzled his head into Bakugou’s chest.

“Goodnight, Bakugou.”

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Extra:

Monoma walked into class 1-B the next morning. He yawned, still a bit tired, when he ran straight into someone.

“Hey, copycat fucker.”

Monoma looked up. The class was empty, with no one but Bakugou standing infront of him.

Fuck.

Needless to say, Bakugou got another 3 days of house arrest.

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Bru this was so long ong

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szchaql · 3 years ago

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Giyu x Reader (part 2)

Part 1

Darkness.

That’s the only word that shows the situation I’m in. Everything is dark. I’m surround by darkness.

‘Where am I? What is this place?’

I try to walk, searching for light.

Feels like forever until I find it. I close my eyes since it’s too bright. But when I open my eyes, I’m greet by my family.

Mom, Dad and (b/n).

“(y/n).” Dad calls me as he approach me first.

“Dad?” I look at Mom dan (b/n) before looking around. I’m in my house and it still the same as before demon killed my family. The warm place in the mountain.

“We are sorry that we had to leave you behind... “ I cried hearing those word from my mom. I never had the chance to say goodbye to them. Mom, Dad and (b/n) all hug me.

Warm.

‘Oh, how I miss this hug. This warm presence of my family.’

“We are so proud of you.. You do a great job, (y/n)” I hug them tighter, don’t want to let them go again.

“Sis.. even though we love to see you again but this isn’t your time yet....” (b/n) looked at me with sad eyes. “Someone is waiting you there...”

Someone? Who?

I look at them. “Why? I don’t want to separate from you again..”

Mom smile softly at me. “Not yet, (y/n).. Not yet..”

“Don’t worry, (y/n). We are always with you and protect you.. We never leave you. We always stays in your heart. So, go back and continue your life to the fullest. You are more needed in there rather in here.” Dad consoled me as I cry in my Mom shoulder.

Separation is always hard. Not to mention, between two different world.

After my Dad said his words, everything blurred and again, I’m surrounded by darkness.

When I open my eyes, I’m in a bed. My body is hurt, everything is hurt.

‘Where?’

“(y/n)? You are awake!” I look at my left and see Giyu with tears in his eyes.

‘Am i dead? Why is he here?’

“Where am I? What are you doing here? Are you dead too?” Giyu only look at me as if I was crazy.

“I think I have to call Kocho...” He then stand up and walk to the door to call for Shinobu. I just lay there, looking at the door.

Soon, the door is open and Giyu comes in with Shinobu. “Ara ara.. (y/n) you finally awake.” she walk toward my bed and check my wound.

“Are you dead too?” Shinobu look at me for awhile before laughing. I stare at her ,confused. “Why are you laughing?”

“(y/n). You are not dead. I managed to fix you. Your wounds are no joke. Glad that we could save you on time...”

Oh.. I survived..

“But.. isn’t my stomach..” Before I can finished talking, Shinobu chuckle.

“Yep.. But I managed to fix it.. with the help of Tamayo-sama..”

“How long was I out?”

“3 months.” This time, Giyu open his mouth. “You don’t know how worry I am that you would died at any time..”

3 months? No wonder I thought I was dead when I saw him earlier.

“I will prescribe your medicine.. Don’t move to much for the next month.” I nod at Shinobu. “Now, let her rest, Tomioka-san..” She turns to Giyu, who avoid her stare.

I look at them both, wondering what happened.

“Tomioka-san never leave your side, (y/n).. from the moment at Mount Natagumo. We tried everything, even for taking a bath or eat. But he never listen. Until Oyakata-sama stop him from taking a mission until you recover and to keeps an eye on you both.. hah.. both of you are pain in the ass sometimes.” Shinobu chuckle, remembering how the Hashira tried to drag Giyu to do his missions. Even Sanemi and Iguro help too.

I look at Giyu to demand for an explanation. Sensing that both me and Giyu need some times alone to talk, Shinobu bid her goodbye.

“Is it true? “ Giyu nod as he sit down beside my bed. “Why did you do that? Not taking missions?”

“I couldn’t do it.. I can’t leave you fearing that you will die the moment I leave you... I’m sorry that I couldn’t tell you sooner that I love you.. If I told you sooner, this won’t happened. I could come with you to the mission..” Tears pool in his eyes, he look down at his hands, didn’t dare to look at me.

“Yuu-kun...” Hearing me call his nickname, Giyu look at me. Tears already flowing down his face. “It’s not your fault.. Don’t worry about it.. I could have killed him, but I made a stupid mistakes that leave me like this.... I’m glad that you came to help me.. Thankyou for being there for me...” I smile at him.

Giyu sniffle before wipe out his tears.

“Oh, and one more thing...I love you too.” His eyes widen at my confession is the last thing I see before darkness consume me and I fall asleep.

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It takes me 6 months to finally can sit down and do small things, without having pain in the stomach. Throughout those months, Giyu never leave me. We also start dating 2 months ago and everyone congratulate us. Even Oyakata-sama send us gift. He said that we finally confessed to each other and he almost forced us to confessed. I can only rolled my eyes to his statement.

With another 6 months, I can fully do my routines. But still can’t training. I decided to retire and enjoy my life, but everyone totally against it.

“Guys, please.. I almost dead and my stomach even had a hole..” I look at the angry Hashiras in front of me.

“Nope! We can’t let you retire, (y/n)!” Kyojuro said with his signature voice.

“We will chase you to the hell if you dare to retire, (l/n)” I rolled my eyes at Sanemi.

“Okay, okay. I won’t retire. Good?”

“Good!” Everyone scream making me close my ears. This guys are crazy.

I look at Giyu and smile. He smile back and reach for my fingers to intertwine our fingers.

“I won’t let you get hurt anymore, (y/n)..”

“I’m sure of it, Yuu-kun.” We look at each other and smile.

Some people can easily confess their love. Some of it need encouragement. But for me and Giyu, I think we need dangerous and life threatening situation to help us confess our love to each other. I always pray and hope that we can survive this war and live happily together. Having family and growing old together.

The End.

#giyuu tomioka x reader #tomioka giyu x reader #kny giyuu #kny

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matryosika · 4 years ago

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shoot me, chapter II

pairing — changbin x reader

rating — 18+

genre of the overall series — smut, angst, fluff if you squint

prologue chapter I chapter II

word count for this chapter — 5.5 k

warnings — softdom!changbin, kind of bratty reader, mild exhibition (something happens at a dressing room but it's not too much), dry humping - lap riding?, oral (m), praise kink, use of petnames, slight edging, masturbation and cum eating

note — i wrote this today because maybe this week i'll be busy with college and i was feeling a bit inspired. i'm so happy with the messages i recieved and, if you like my work, i highly encourage you to send an ask or a message! thank you so much for reading me and i hope you enjoy this chapter. it's a litte bit more smut and angsty tension than actual plot, but i was feeling this today. also, i didn't plan on having a taglist but i guess i'll do! if you are interested in me adding you, please let me know! <3

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the awkward small meeting soon became lunch. arthur convinced you and changbin to join them at a very nice restaurant that was located a few blocks away from the company and, although you refused for the sake of comfort, your father didn't accepted a "no" for an answer.

"he is like a step-son to me" arthur said, looking at changbin as if he had some sort of admiration towards him. "i've seen him become the man he is now and i'm sure no one can run the company like him"

both haeun and jang-yeop seemed flattered, but changbin didn't even smile at the compliment arthur just said. by the lack of response, his mother rushed to say something in order to move on to other topic. it was pretty obvious that changbin was acting kind of rude towards everyone today, but you guessed he was just feeling uncomfortable because of what happened yesterday.

"so, y/n" haeun interrupted "your father had planned a dinner for you yesterday but it seemed like he had to canceled it because you had plans… how was your first day back in korea?"

"oh" you muttered, trying to chew the food that was still in your mouth so you could answer her question "it was… definetly something"

as soon as you answered her question, changbin gave you a side look from his place at the dinner table. "i went out with an old friend from middle school to itaewon"

"itaewon.." jang-yeop added "there are some dangerous places there, y/n. you should be more careful going out at night, korea might be a safe place but you can find anything out there".

"yeah i-" and for a moment, a perversed idea striked your head "i actually had a very unpleaseant situation yesterday at the bar i attended to"

immediatly after you finished your sentence, changbin glanced right at you.

"what happened?" jang-yeop questioned filled with concern.

"there were some awfully rude people there" you replied, limitating the answer. you wanted changbin to have an uncomfortable time there just because he crushed your pride the night before "i'll just leave it at that"

"changbin" her mother intervened "weren't you at itaewon yesterday too?"

the poor man almost choked on his food, coughing softly to avoid attracting any attention or being too loud "i was"

this was the first time you heard his voice that day and you would be absolutely lying if you said it didn't make you feel something. the memories of him praising you last night while he was eating you out just flooded your mind, making you stare directly at him for a really long time.

he was looking at you too, but his gaze transmitted something completely different than lust or desire. he was angry, maybe at himself or at you for teasing him in front of his parents, but he looked scared too, uncomfortable.

"see, this is exactly why i planned that dinner yesterday" arthur stated "i wanted to introduce changbin to y/n so he could guard her during her stay in korea. you know jang-yeop, how men are behaving nowadays…"

"tell me about it, arthur" the old man replied.

"i trust changbin as if he is my own blood" your father continued "if i asked him to take care of my youngest daughter y/n, i'm sure he would"

"maybe he can give her a tour around the principal streets of seoul" his mother suggested with the biggest smile.

"i'd love to" you were quick to say, earning a death-stare from the man in question. "i wanted to go to this mall i saw on my way from the airport but hyejin was in a rush and we couldn't stop by"

with a satisfied look, jang-yeop laid his body down on the chair he was sitting and sighed. "well, changbin, seems like you have plans for today"

"i'm not a taxi-driver" he spitted, earning a despicable look from both of his parents.

"no, changbin" arthur was rushed to intervene "i would really appreciate if you took care of her whenever she goes out alone. you know how men are, just think of her as a younger sister"

for a moment you felt the need to throw up at his fake words, but you were enjoying the scene.

a younger sister, that's funny.

"where's that store again?" changbin asked annoyed.

this can go really good or really bad for you, changbin. it's up to you.

"so you are not going to even apologize?" you asked in the middle of the uncomfortable silence that was now filling changbin's sports car.

"for what, giving you the best orgasm of your life?" he mumbled with a cold tone in his voice. you could see he wasn't really in the mood for talking, but you at least expected an apology for humiliating you yesterday.

"funny how you thought of me as a gold digger when my father is practically your boss and you do exactly as he says" you chuckled.

now let's clarify something. you never really felt proud of being arthur's daughter because he wasn't even a father to you. yes, you shared his blood and last name but at the end of the day that didn't meant anything for you. nevertheless, changbin didn't knew this so you could play that "ceo's bratty daughter" card everytime you wanted, even if that obligated you to actually act like you and arthur held a loving fraternal relationship.

"if i knew you were his daughter, none of that would've happened" he replied without parting his eyes from the street, again, with the coldest voice you had ever hear in your life.

"what part, the humiliation or the orgasm?"

he gave you a threatening look and proceeded to keep is eyes on the road. you were quite unsure how to lead this situation since everything happened really fast: your arrival to korea, your first encounter with ryujin after a long time, the itaewon night and the bar incident... changbin was still a mere stranger but you had quite a feeling that this wasn't going to be the first time you spended time with him since your father made it clear: changbin was like family to him.

shit, i am his real family and never even bothered to reach out for me when i was in japan. he probably only did it this time because of ara.

"is this is?" changbin asked as he parked.

"yeah" you replied, looking at the tall building that was in front of you.

"i'll wait for you here, don't delay, i don't have your time" he snarled without removing his seatbealt.

"you are not coming?"

you had one idea in mind to fuck up his head even more, but it was only going to work if changbin accompanied you to the store.

"and what exactly am i going to do there? rate the stupid clothes you try on?" he scoffed, checking his cellphone without even looking at you.

"do whatever you want" you told him, closing the door with a loud noise and bending over the opened window of the car "but i don't think arthur would be happy about your hostility towards me"

a smile appeared on your face as you walked away, hearing another loud noise indicating that one of the car doors just closed again. good.

"are you done?" changbin asked irritated as he walked besides you on your tour of the mall.

"yeah i just" your attention was caught by a black short dress that was on display at the front of a store that looked -expensive-. you had some of your own money from the previous night because, thanks to ryujin's master plan, you didn't actually had to spend any... but it was probably not going to be enough.

and just when you were about to tell changbin that you were ready to go, you remembered it: hyejin lended you one of her credit cards yesterday to buy yourself a "top-of-the-class present" because she was quite unsure of your likes and dislikes.

"i'll just go to that store and i'm done"

changbin rolled his eyes and followed you through the crowd of people that were in the mall at the moment. the store was crowded with people too, mostly women and their husbands or boyfriends who were waiting for them at the couches provided.

as you entered, you were quick to approach the pile of black dresses that caught your attention in order to try one on. the price, as expected, was elevated for you but it was probably nothing for hyejin. i'll buy this, i'm sorry sis.

it was a simple, skinny black dress with the whole back exposed. you figured out that it would be nice to wear it on a bar night or something and, since you didn't have that many clothes for those kind of situations, it would be good to get yourself some.

showtime!

"so" you said, walking out of the dressing room and immediatly catching the attention of changbin who was right outside of it, sitting while talking on the phone with someone.

"i'll call you back" he mumbles, turning his cellphone off.

"how do you like it?"

"does it matter?"

"it's too expensive and i won't buy it if i don't look good in it" you laughed ironically.

"i don't think arthur would be happy with you walking around seoul wearing just that" he scoffed, implying that the dress was too sluty.

"i wasn't asking for arthur's opinion" you spitted "i was asking for yours"

he shrugged his shoulders without even giving a proper answer, returning to the only activity he had been doing since the two of you arrived to the mall: using his cellphone.

"i actually need your help to get this off" you mentioned

he swallowed nervously without even looking at you, licking his lips "ask for help to the ladies that work here"

"they are busy"

you had no idea what they were doing but you needed to get changbin into the dressing room with you. he already feels guilty and i don't have anything to lose, it's not going to harm us if we add more stuff to the the record.

"just help me so we can get this over with and leave" you snarled, waiting for him to get up of the couch and walk with you to the dressing room.

the store was full of people minding their own business and, contrary to popular belief, they sold clothes both for women and men. the dressing rooms were pretty much mixed so it was not going to look weird if they saw changbin entering to one of them. besides, they had long curtains that fell right into the floor, it was impossible to look who was inside of them.

without saying a word, changbin was ready to untie the straps of the dress while looking directly at you through the mirror.

"now this brings back some memories" you said, chuckling.

changbin strucked you down with his gaze and approached the curtains with a swift movement, trying to get out of the small space the dressing room was without even helping you to get out of the dress first.

"look at me and tell me you don't find me attractive" you commanded, looking at his reflection in the mirror before he could even get himself out of there. changbin looked at you, letting out a sigh as he bit his lower lip in frustration.

"i'm sorry for what i said yesterday" he whispered angry, almost in resignation. "if that's what you want to hear so you can drop this fucking bratty attitude then i'm fucking sorry"

to be fair, that was actually what you wanted to hear since you encountered him that morning. but now that you had him there, the urge of wanting to make him feel even more guilty and ashamed just took complete power over you.

you couldn't really explained why you wanted to do all kinds of things to make him feel bad. it was probably your hatred for men, the fraternal relationship he had with your father or the fact that you found him extremely attractive, but you wanted to make him feel miserable.

"so, do you?" you inquired, stepping closer and pushing him away from the curtains.

"stop playing" he insisted, his gaze changing drastically from one moment to another. what looked like anger three seconds ago was now transformed into desire.

"it's okay" you cooed, resting your hands on both sides of his face, tilting yours to the side as your eyes fixed on his lips. "no one will find out about this, if that's what you are worried about"

he parted his lips as his tongue danced inside his mouth, grimacing in frustration "you mean about what happened" changbin dictated.

"about what happened?" you muttered, letting out a small whimper as his bulge grew against your thighs. "or about what will continue on happening?"

one of his hands approached the back of your head, gripping your hair harshly while lifting your face. "you know your father would fucking kill me if he finds out"

a victorious smile appeared on your lips. he just gave in.

"isn't that more fun?"

before you could finish the sentence, changbin's lips attacked yours. the kiss was sloppy and needy, as if he had been wanting to do this exact thing all the evening. his hands traveled to your lower back as he pressed you against him even harder.

his sweet taste and the friction between his bulge and your thigh almost made you give in as well, but you couldn't.

you had to prove yourself that you were still in control of the situation.

just a bit more.

his lips left your mouth to pepper kisses all over your jawline and neck. the way his breathing sounded was heavenly, making you start to feel the heat forming at your core. he looked at your face every now and then, as if he enjoyed the gestures you made by trying to hold back your moans.

okay, that's enough.

"a public restroom and now a dressing room" you shighed, as your hands pushed him away of you "i knew you were desperate but i didn't know how much"

his face contorted in anger, clenching his jaw as he saw you picking up your clothes from the floor.

"don't think too highly of yourself, changbin" you mumbled, looking at him before opening the curtain "you are a man, and men are just so easy"

you walked through the whole store with the dress on and your regular clothes under your arm.

"my boyfriend is paying for this, he is right behind me." and with that being said, you left the store.

as you were hiding yourself in the public bathrooms of the mall, you called ryujin.

"i'm at the coex" you said "can you please pick me up, i kind of need to talk with you"

"you want to grab some a snack?" she asked, and you could almost listen how she immediatly got up from her bed to get dressed.

"yeah, but not here" you replied. before hangin up, ryujin gave you a "gotcha" and you continued on changing you back to your previous clothes. you had no bag to carry the dress, so you exited the mall grabbing it like you just stole it.

you patiently waited for ryujin to pick you up, and it was actually earlier than you anticipated.

"there's a lovely coffee shop a few blocks from here"

"and that's pretty much what happened" you concluded, just as you finished telling ryujin the whole bar incident and the dressing-room idea you had that evening. she looked at you surprised, as if she just had witnessed a crime.

"so you had your first orgasm ever with a stranger on a public restroom?" she asked, almost on the brink of laughing hysterically.

"i just told you that i engaged in sexual activities with the most despicable men on earth who happens to be my father's right hand and that's everything you could pick up?" you replied, sipping from your iced coffee.

"pretty much, yeah" she joked "i don't remember him"

"yeah, why would you?" you teased her "you were pratically flirting with every man on the table and almost eating the soul out of one of them"

"chan" ryujin said softly.

"oh, so you got his name?"

"not only his name but his number" she mumbled as she held her cellphone almost in a victorious manner.

"so you have been talking to him?"

"kind of" the blonde-haired replied "apparently they are going to have a gathering at his house and he invited me" she then made a long pause "wait, you should come!"

changbin was definitely going to be there. another interaction you could decline but still chose not to.

"yeah i should come"

as soon as you got home, you fell completely asleep. it was only 6:00 p.m., but last night you barely had a good night of sleep because ryujin kept moving around and the thought of what happened in the bar wouldn't leave you alone.

as you woke up from your nap, your phone had a couple of unread messages from both hyejin and arthur.

[6:13 p.m., hyejin]

i'm going to grab something to eat with hyuna. arthur said he was probably going to go out to eat with ara and her family so if you want to have dinner just order something with my credit card.

[7:21 p.m., arthur]

i'm going to have dinner at ara's tonight.

with her family.

changbin said he had a great time with you today and since you were going to be at home, he insisted to make you company at dinner time.

i'm glad you two are getting alone

either he was completely stupid or he definetly trusted changbin with his life because no man would ever let her daughter spend time alone with a man.

but that was not even the worse part: you knew where this whole thing was going to.

a great time? you made him pay 620,000 korean wons and humiliated him on a public dressing room. i mean, you did have a great time but you weren't quite sure he did.

before you could start overthinking the whole situation, you heard how the doorbell went off. fuck, well, if i don't open the door he won't be able to come in.

the doorbell went off again, and you just chose to ignore it.

[9:33 p.m. unknown number]

i know you are there

your father told me you were going to be at home

[9:35 p.m. unknown number]

you do know that i have the keys of the house since i spend a lot of time here working with your father here, right?

now you were starting to feel nervous. not only because you were, obviously, going to have to pay for the dress you practically stole, but because you were quite unsure if you could still have the self-control you had earlier today in case he approached you in that way.

but he probably hated you now just as much as you did.

maybe he just wants his money back.

while you were threading your thoughts, you heard how the front door of the house opened. quickly you got out of bed and ran downstairs with hyejin's card on your hand to encounter him before he could even get further into the house.

"just take the 600,000 wons" you said, extending your arm to lend him the credit card number and code.

he scoffed at you, ignoring it.

"i don't give a fuck about the money" he mumbled, approaching you as your back slammed against a cold wall.

oh, just casual rich behavior.

"now i'm the one who wants an apology for the show you did at coex" now this was what you were fearing. his lips dangerously close to you, his scent mixed with mint and cigarettes flooding all your senses.

changbin was fine. his body, even though you hadn't seen it in all his glory, was extremely well built and he knew it; the clothes he wore only accentuating more his manly figure... and here comes the part of the self-control.

"you said my father was going to kill you" you stuttered, trying to look away from his face that was merely centimeters away from yours.

"and isn't that more fun, princess?" princess, that fucking petname again. changbin was using the exact same words that left your mouth hours ago to tease you. "if you don't want this, then tell me. but do it now, because if we move forward i don't think i'll be able to stop"

you swallowed thickly. you knew exactly what he was talking about and the proposal he was making, but wasn't that a bit too rushed? besides, the hatred you felt towards him grew bigger by the minute. wasn't that a bad idea?

but then again, wasn't it a very good idea? you could prove changbin that you didn't thought too highly of yourself for nothing and you would be able to mess with your father's pride... it was just a very good offer you couldn't decline.

"i don't have all night, y/n" he grunted, still looking at you with starving eyes.

"it's you who has to think this through" you whispered, trying to keep the eye-contact with him. "i don't have anything to lose, but you on the other hand..."

"if this is done right, no one will lose anything" changbin replied, brushing his lips softly against your chin "and in exchange, i'll have you begging for me the rest of the days you spend here in korea"

that single statement made you blush, but you wouldn't let changbin acknowledge the power he held over you.

"i don't beg"

changbin gripped your hair and pushed your body down, making you fall into your knees.

"use your words, princess" he said while maintaining eye contact with you "for the last time, tell me that you truly want this and then we can move on to something more interesting"

you were unable to hold your tongue from licking your lips at the sight of his bulge. "i do" you said softly, almost inaudible, but it was good enough for changbin to take you.

his grip on your hair stopped and you were able to stand up, following him into the living room of arthur's house as he rested his whole weight in one of the couches. "come here" he ordered.

he sat down while spreading his legs and it was only then that you noticed how cozy his lap looked. unsure of what to do next, you climbed on top of him, your barely-clothed core making contact with his cock under his pants; just that fraction of contact was all it took to get a whiny moan out of you.

"what exactly where you trying to achieve at the dressing room anyways?" he inquired with a mocking tone.

"i just wanted to get back at you" you admitted, trying so hard to ignore the pressure between your thighs.

"and did you enjoyed it?"

"i did"

changbin licked his lips as he let out a soft laugh, trying to find a decent reasoning behind your behavior.

"well i'm glad you enjoyed it because it didn't work at all" he stated. "no matter how hard you tried to control yourself earlier today, you still ended up craving my touch"

his hands toured your naked thighs and stopped at the elastic of your pijama shorts.

"it doesn't matter" you hissed with strangled breath as his fingers dance around your shorts and skin "i still got what i wanted"

"and what was that?" his hands were now at your hips, holding you so thightly that could anticipate a few bruises there.

"to see you drowning in embarrassement" you admit, looking directly into him. "it was a pretty fun sight"

"i bet" he grunted, lifting ever so slightly his hips and making the pressure between your thighs increase immediatly.

a sudden moan escaped your lips, provoking changbin to smile. "do you want to count again?" he teased, talking about the bar incident.

your hands grabbed his shoulders for support as his hands started guiding your hips over his lap.

unlike you, changbin was all dressed up in his black pants and white shirt he had on earlier today. as soon as you arrived home you changed into more comfortable clothes, your pink pijamas whose fabric was extremely thin, and just now you started to regret your decision of not putting more clothes on before having this encounter with him.

"i need you to touch me" you admit after a few painfully seconds grinding against his bulge. it felt good, but you knew that it would feel even better if he decided to actually participate in your orgasm. besides, the scene of you pathetically grind against him in an attempt to chase your high was degrading.

he was right, both outcomes were pathetic. as you pondered, your head fell upwards and your core started to painfully clenched around thin air.

"then beg" he smiles, his hands still resting on the sides of your body. this bitch. "you don't want to because you are too proud, but how exactly are you going to feel after coming undone only by grinding on my lap without my help?"

"if that's what you want" he grunted at the absence of pleads, lifting his hips again "this is the only way you get to cum tonight"

your hips rushed the movements as you felt your pussy getting hotter, your juices making a mess on changbin's pants.

"who finds who attractive, hm?" he asked as the sight of your dripping core. "it's taking all of my self-control to not fuck you right here, right now"

"why don't you do it?" you ask in between broken moans, your hips moving at a steady pace.

"because you don't deserve it"

changbin was fucking you up and he was doing it just right. every word that came out of his mouth only made you angrier and wetter, drilling a hole on your mind by even considering beg for his touch.

"you don't deserve to fuck me either" you sighed, trying to hold back all the loud moans that wanted to escape your mouth as your clit repeatedly stroke against him.

"i don't?" he asked, mocking pain "are you sure, princess?"

the frustration of not being able to reach your high was starting to make you feel pathetic because all you wanted was to experience the exact same feeling you got at the bar.

"changbin" you whined, grabbing yourself onto his white shirt. "if you aren't going to touch me then please just do something else"

his hands moved all the way to the straps of your pijamas and he gently pushed your top down, exposing your bare breasts.

"do you never wear underwear, princess?" he growled, attaching his lips at the skin that was faintly bruised because of last night.

"fuck, changbin" you moaned, the friction between your bodies increasing as he was closer to you.

"i know you can do it without my help princess" he said, grabbing one of your hardened buds in between his lips.

the knot was starting to form on your lower abdomen at a much slower pace than before, making you let out desperate whines. "look at how messy you are being"

his mouth licked one of your nipples as his fingers played with the other, wanting to edge you until you had no choice but to beg for his touch. "fuck, changbin. i'm close"

as soon as you told him this, you felt how his body reincorporated into his seat, making the contact between your core and his lap almost inexistent. "i changed my mind, i don't want you to cum like this"

with teary eyes you looked at him. was he really going to edge you this bad? was it because you didn't beg? fuck, all you wanted was to cum and he wouldn't even let you do that peacefully.

"don't you think it's my turn?" he smirked while unbottoning his pants. oh, right, his turn.

you clearly had not much experience in that department but you wouldn't let him find that out. back in japan you were not really an enthusiast of oral sex, but you would often hear stories from your classmates talking about experiences and tips.

before you could keep recalling all the stories you heard, changbin's hands stroke your hair making you look directly at him.

he was... making you quite confused about whether if you were going to be able to take it or not. "come on princess" he encouraged as the tip of his cocked brushed your lips slightly.

getting rid of any hesitation you were quick to drag your tongue all over his lenght, earning a sigh out of him. you would be lying if you said that it didn't turned you on, because it did (more than you ever wanted to admit). slowly, he pushed his cock into your mouth making you gag over it. "good fucking girl" he whispered as he starred into your teary eyes.

changbin had one arm over his head while the other guided you to take his cock. his eyes never left yours, only ocasionally as his head fell upwards when the pleasure was too overwhelming for him. his chest was moving everytime at a faster pace, and the sounds that left his mouth were getting more frecuent. "fuck, y/n"

you were learning how to take him inside your mouth to the point that it felt too good having him there. "y/n"

"mhm?" you mumbled around his cock, making waves of pleasure travel all over changbin's body.

"touch yourself for me as you take my cock" he ordered.

you had tried several times to reach your orgasm just by masturbating and it did felt good, but for the longest time you thought that if that was what an orgasm was supposed to feel like, it wasn't so much of a big deal. that was until yesterday, when you truly felt a real one. but you assumed that by the previous stimulation, it was going to be way easier to come undone this time, even if it wasn't as powerful as the one changbin made you feel.

you started to rub your clit in circles as changbin fucked your mouth slowly without parting your gaze from his eyes. his eyes that intimidated the shit out of you and that were the main reason of why you wanted to submit immediatly for him.

"that's my good girl" changbin's grip on your hair was getting tighter and his breathing was getting heavier than before. "does it feel good baby?" he asked, watching how your eyes slightly rolled to the back of your head by the pleasure provided by your own touch and his cock inside your mouth.

"fuck" he cursed under his breath "i'm close"

with eager eyes you started to take him in even more, determined to making him finish just as you chased your own high. your fingers moved around your clit at a soft but hard pace, making that now familiar knot appear at your abdomen. "y/n"

you knew you were a couple of seconds away from your own high as changbin's hands pushed your head all the way over his cock, releasing himself into your mouth. "good fucking girl" he praised with raspy voice and quick breath.

and with the feeling of his hot cum down your throat and your drool all over him, your juices dripped onto your fingers. moaning against his cock, changbin's body trembled at the overstimulation and he quickly pulled himself out of you.

"open your mouth" he ordered while you were still coming down from your high. you did as he commanded, with the remains of his release still in your tongue. "swallow"

and so you did, tasting him.

"my pretty doll" he grunted "did you make yourself cum while your mouth was taking my cock?"

you nodded with tears streaming down your cheeks, messy hair , drool dripping onto your bare chest and your pijama shorts soaked in your own juices. that sight alone was everything for him, increasing his desires of completely ruin you in his bed... or yours... or any place.

a smirk appeared on his face as he pulled you in for a kiss, tasting himself on you.

"i fucking hate you" you whined against him, feeling how your nipples grazed with his chest. "god i fucking hate you"

and even though you did, you knew that this was only getting started both of you.

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lesetoilesfous · 3 years ago

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“Hold my hand for a second. It won’t kill you.” + a Zevran ship of your choice

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Pairing: m!ZevWarden, Zevran x m!Mahariel

Characters: Zevran Arainai, Tal'en Mahariel

Tags: post canon, the Sabrae clan is ok if I say so, Zevran-typical reference to prostitution and murder, self-esteem issues, angst and fluff

Rating: Mature

“Hold my hand for a second, it won’t kill you.”

Above and around them, the trees of the Brecilian forest are tall and misted green with moss. Tal’en knows he’s walking faster than he needs to, but he can hear the familiar musical creak of Aravels and the sound of Sabrae elvhen. It has been too long since he has heard his native tongue in his own dialect, and his chest aches for it as his eyes scan the golden pillars of the trees. Next to him, Zevran clicks his tongue and grabs his hand quickly, the soft leather of his Dalish gloves covering the warmth of his palms.

“I am well aware of exactly which kinds of physical touch might kill me, mi amor.”

There’s something in his voice that makes Tal pause, his boots sinking in the familiar mulch of the forest floor. Every shadow in the breeze makes him think he’s seeing werewolves, but it’s been a decade since he and his lover had broken that curse for another clan, and Sabrae has wandered the Free Marches since then and lost both their First and their Keeper. He wonders who’s taken the clan now, and the old bone deep anxiety for his people wars with his worry for his lover. Zevran isn’t looking at him, brown eyes brass and copper in the late afternoon sunlight as it filters through the trees. His blonde hair is braided neatly behind his head in a series of intricate ties that he’d knotted and re-knotted three times this morning. His armour smells freshly of leather polish, and his tanned, dark body is strong and clean. But he shifts from foot to foot in a show of nerves more blatant than Tal’en has ever seen from him, including facing down an archdemon and defending the Fereldan throne.

Tal squeezes Zevran’s fingers in his own and steps closer, careful to leave Zevran enough space if he needs it. “What’s wrong?”

A muscle jumps in Zevran’s cheek a fraction of a second before he speaks. “It is nothing, my warden. Only that I keep looking at these trees and expecting a wolf to jump out of them.”

Before Zevran had given him his earring, he’d been able to meet Tal’en’s eyes when he lied to him. He hasn’t been able to since, and it’s a vulnerability that makes Tal’en feel more protective of his lover than seeing him naked. He decides not to call him on the lie, gently tugging him forward again. The forest isn’t quiet - it never is, loud instead with the streams, the birds, the trees and distant, rarer creatures. But Tal’en feels the discomfort in Zevran’s body as if it is his own, and makes an effort to fill the busy silence.

“I can’t wait to introduce you to Fenarel. The mischief we got up to, honestly, it feels childish now. But I admit I’m rather proud of the time we caught a hunting party with their pants down and washed their clothes down the river. They insisted the forest was haunted for so many years that the next time we visited Nevarra, the innkeeper warned us of small-stealing fairies. Some bard had made a bawdy song about lecherous tree spirits nicking fair maiden’s robes, not that any of those hunters’ saggy arses were much to write home about.”

They climb together up the track, and then at last Mahariel sees them. Zevran’s hand in his own feels like a physical rope lashing him to the Wardens, and the Blight, and everything they’ve seen together for these past ten years. In front of him the achingly familiar sigh of his clan’s aravels is enough to bring tears to his eyes, and when he hears the soft braying of halla Tal’en feels tears tickling down his cheeks. Tal moves to start tripping down the slope towards his clan, sucking in a breath to call out to his friends - and a broad, blonde man with a soft belly that he think might be his old hunting partner.

Zevran’s hand tugs him backwards, and Tal looks back to see Zevran standing still and uncharacteristically tense. Zevran starts to let go of Tal’en’s hand, and Tal frowns, stepping back up the slope towards him and kicking dead leaves aside as he does so. Zevran shakes his head, mouth twisting. “I cannot do this.”

Tal’en’s frown deepens, his stomach turning somersaults as he looks between the man he loves and his people, close as a half-remembered dream. “What do you mean?”

Zevran pulls back, again, and again Tal’en holds onto him, seized by the irrational notion that if he lets go then his lover will be swept away above the canopy and away from him, to a place he cannot follow. Zevran’s mouth twists, and he pushes a free hand over the side of his head, smoothing an already perfect braid. He gestures with a quick, sharp movement towards the elves milling to and fro about their camp. Tal thinks he can smell frying halla cheese and roasting nuts. His mouth waters. Zevran clicks his tongue. “I am not one of you. I am not built for places or people like this. This was stupid, I shouldn’t have come.”

He pulls again, harder on their joined hands, and Tal’en’s frown deepens as he squeezes Zevran’s hand back and steps toward him. “What are you saying? You feel like they won’t like you? Zev, you’re the most charming, beautiful man I’ve ever seen.”

Zevran shakes his head, the corners of his eyes tight with frustration. “I am the most charminging murderer you’ve ever seen. I am not made for frolicking in the woods.”

Tal’en’s smile curls into a bitter grin. “A lot more of us killers than frolickers, despite what the shemlen might think.”

Zevran sighs in a sharp, bitten off gust of air and shakes his head again. “But not like me. You said - your hahren,” Zevran’s accent curls oddly around the word, but Tal knows how hard he’s worked to learn its shape. “Paivel. That he is unusually insightful. What will he see when he looks at me? A killer? A whore?” Zevran’s voice cracks and he bites the inside of his cheek. Tal’en steps closer, resting a hand on his cheek that Zevran leans into briefly before pulling away. “I am not worthy of these people. Nor have I ever been worthy of you.”

“Now that we’ve finished listening to the Crows that live inside your head.” Tal’en begins, softly, resting his hand lightly over the thick tattoos on Zevran’s cheek. Zevran huffs a laugh that tickles his palm. Tal’en goes on, stepping close enough that their interlinked hands brush the leather of Zevran’s skirt. “I’ll tell you what they’ll see when they look at you. They’ll see the love of my life. They’ll see a hero. They’ll see an elf. They’ll see a man who has wandered lost for far too long, and has finally come home.” Tal’en rests his forehead lightly against Zevran’s, and Zevran shuts his eyes, swallowing in the dark between their lips.

“How do you know that?”

Tal’en moves his hand to cup Zevran’s chin, and lift his face so that he’s looking into his eyes. The sunlight sends dappled shadows across Zevran’s hair like a mottled golden crown. Tal grins at his lover, and meets his eyes, letting him see the honesty there. “Because it’s what I saw when I met you.”

Then he kisses him.

When the furore has died down over Mahariel’s long-awaited return to Clan Sabrae, and celebrations have begun and ebbed in earnest, Maren parts from the crowd to approach Zevran. He greets her stiffly, his hand squeezing Tal’en’s so hard it almost hurts. She smiles. “Anetha ara, brother. Welcome home.”

#dadwc #zevwarden #zevran arainai #warden mahariel #dao #rainwolfheart

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maat-the-prescriptive · 4 years ago

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Take Me Under Your Wings

BakugouxReader

Warnings: A Bakugou that scared from something.

So I saw an information about Bakugou and I’m gonna use that one:) If you want to get in the taglist just tell me!

You love camping.

Especially the ones that you will be with your friends.

So UA take the Hero Classes to a camping area for practise for five days. You’ll be training in the nature for three day and the last two day the teachers’ll let you go.

You guys didn’t know that it’s a freaking exam in nature but that’s not the point.

So it was the last day, you where sitting in front of the fire with 1A and one idiot it was Denki says it’ll be awesome if you guys tell horror stories between each other.

You really want to go to sleep but your dearest boyfriend told you to open your wings for getting in.

You know that he scared of horror stories but he is too proudful to admit it.

After a couple of minutes later Bakugou went to his tent for sleeping.

Ok, that’s it you need to go to sleep too.

When you stand up Uraraka turned to you and said, ‘Where ara you going?’

‘Going to sleep of course.’

‘Isn’t it just 9pm?’

‘Yeap! The benefits of dating with Bakugou Katsuki.’

They were all laughing when you left there.

After you fall asleep you heard foot steps ,that make you up, from outside.

You get up, opened the zip of the tent and lay down again.

You start to talk without turning back.

‘Mina please just get what you need and get out. I really need to sleep.’

You heard a spesific tired-boy voice. ‘Well I’m not Mina and I not getting out too.’

You turned back. It was your boyfriend. ‘Katsuki? What’s the problem?’

‘Just take me under you wings.’

You keep talking with an up eyebrow. ‘Not until you are gonna confess that you scared of horror stories.’

‘HELL NO!’ When you still keep looking at him he said, ‘Fine, Iamscaredofhorrorstories. Is that ok? Can you just hug me now?’

‘Well actually I didn’t heard anything.’

‘AGH, I SAID I AM SCARED OF HORROR STORIES. JUST TAKE ME IN!’

When you opened a place for him and trying to zip the tent again you saw Mina with holding her phone ,she was recording obviously,. You winked at her and ‘sush’ to her with yor finger. (You know that nurse pose)

Well but Mina was send the video to the classroom-group-chat from Mineta’s phone in the morning (god know how did she take Mineta’s phone) and know he is running from Bakugou ,without what he did, for his life.

The real chaos start when Mineta yelled to Bakugou as ‘I swear to god I didn’t show your girlfriend’s pictures to anyone. I kept them for myself!’

Poor boy, he just signed his own death warrant.

The last thing that everyone saw was a grey fog with Mineta’s screams.

#bnha bakugou #katsuki bakugou x y/n #bakugou x y/n #bakugou x you #katsuki bakugou x you #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugou #bakugou #bakugou x reader #mha x you #mha katsuki #mha x reader #mha imagines #mha #mha bakugou #bnha katsuki #bnha #bnha headcanons

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creambunnie · 3 years ago

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Once Again📖

ONEWE - Kanghyun x Y/N (angst)

enjoy!

From : Kang Pingu 🐧

- if you are done taking pictures with your family and friends, meet me in the classroom for a bit♡ -

you grinned when you received his message and excused yourself from your parents and friends before heading towards the classroom of the last year of your highschool life.

it was finally your graduation day and Hyungu planned to celebrate together after celebrating with your families respectively.

you arrived at the classroom but no one was there. you pouted and decided to wait by sitting on one of the desks. you scanned the classroom for the last time, absorbing every single detail of the place where you created bittersweet memories with your classmates. it was also the place where Hyungu confessed about his feelings to you.

you smiled widely as you recalled his bold yet funny confession. he put up a brave front but was actually so nervous that when you responded back to his feelings, he fell down because his knees got weak. your friends were quite worried when they heard you started dating Hyungu. well, Hyungu did not really have a good reputation, among the students and the teachers.

but you ensured your friends that you would be careful and that you were sure Hyungu was serious about your relationship.

you snapped out of your thoughts and decided to wait for Hyungu at the door. you peeked out to see if your boyfriend was already on his way to the classroom, but instead, a couple caught your eyes.

they were at the staircase, the girl was backfacing you so you did not see her face. the boy's head was also tilted to the side so his face was blocked too.

"oooh, a new couple? but really? at the stairs? i wonder who that guy is, he looks super familiar." you thought and was about to give the 'couple' their private space when the boy straightened up, revealing none other than Kang Hyungu. he smiled at the girl and stayed for a while as the girl patted his head before walking down the stairs towards your classroom.

you blinked a few times as you tried to process what you just witnessed. you felt your heart squeezed in pain as tears started flowing down your cheeks.

"did... did i just jinxed myself?". you mumbled to yourself. you quickly took your bag and wanted to leave quickly but Hyungu was faster.

he opened the door with a big smile but it quickly turned into worry when he saw you crying. "babe? what happened?". he asked softly as he approached you.

you avoided him and was about to exit the classroom when Hyungu grabbed your wrist as he balanced the box he was carrying with his other hand and his body.

"babe, what happened??". he asked again.

you sniffed and pulled your hand away. "you, all these while i thought you changed. but i was wrong. you are still the same playboy Kang Hyungu. old habits die hard, huh? you came here late because you were having a fun time with another girl? i should have listened to my friends. dating you was a mistake,".

Hyungu frowned, confused about what you were talking about.

"huh? what do you mean? i was late because i was preparing my presents for you,". Hyungu explained.

you frowned deeper at his words. "i saw everything, Hyungu. you don't have to lie! if i am not a good partner, then just tell me that, no need to cheat behind me, just break up with me!".

Hyungu was confused at your sudden burst of anger. "but you're the only one that i like! have you seen me flirting with others when i started dating you?".

you rolled your eyes and glared at him. "i wouldn't know, you might have done it when i'm not around!".

Hyungu sighed and ruffled his hair in frustration. "do you not trust me?". he asked.

"no, i don't.". you replied without hesitation. you gulped your pain when you see the hurt in his eyes.

"look into my eyes and tell me that you didn't feel any sincerity from me in these 5 months that we've been together." Hyungu asked with teary eyes.

your heart felt so painful. but you had to do what was best for you. you promised your friends to be careful so you were going to keep that promise.

"it must have been fun playing with me, right? just like how you played with other girls. i really thought i was the special person who could change you. but i was being pathetic. i'm just an idiot who fell for the school's infamous playboy.".

a tear finally fell on Hyungu's cheek. he was hurt. extremely hurt. he then stretched his arm to give you the box that he had been carrying since just now.

"i want to give some presents to congratulate you for graduation. please accept them." he managed to whisper.

you frowned at his sudden change of topic and slapped his hands away together with the box.

you heard something broke when the box made contact with the hard ground. if you didn't know any better, you would have thought that you just heard your heart shattered.

Hyungu froze on his spot as he stared at the box. you quickly ran out of the classroom before you softened back up for your ex.

and that was the last time you met Hyungu before the both of you moved on with your lives. you remembered to quickly block Hyungu's number and blocked him on every social medias that you had. you didn't want anything to do with him anymore.

you were embarrassed of yourself. you were so proud when you started dating Hyungu, you were so confident that he was serious about you. but at the end, it was just your imagination. he didn't change at all.

~4 years later~

after graduating from high school, you got accepted into your dream university and studied in Japan for 4 years majoring in journalism. writing has been your hobby since you were little and aiming to be a well-known journalist was your ambition.

it was not easy to leave things back at your home country behind you especially after getting your heart broken so harshly on your graduation day. but you believed working hard towards your dream was a good way to distract yourself from all the unnecessary drama.

you focused on school and excelled all your semesters. you became the best student and was given the honour of being the valedictorian of your cohort.

it was finally time for you to come home to your family. they did visit you a few times when you were in Japan, but the feeling of coming back home was different.

From : Yubi❤

-you're back in South Korea?! great timing, our class reunion is next Saturday. you better come after skipping 4 years of our reunion dinner !!! we all miss you🥺-

you sighed as you read the message from your close friend. you were not really someone who likes to socialise with others, it's true they were your highschool classmates, but it had been years since you've met them. you might be awkward.

From : Yubi❤

-if you even think of skipping, i'm gonna drag you out of your house😠-

you chuckled and rolled your eyes.

To : Yubi❤

-okay okay, i will come, just text me the venue when it's confirmed.-

you scanned the huge hotel and took a deep breath before walking through the grand entrance. "wow they must be rich to book such a fancy place." you mumbled as you went to the customer service counter to ask for the room number that was booked for your class dinner.

as the staff was looking through the lists, you couldn't help but check out the beautiful architecture. your gaze fell to the floor as you realised that each tile had a different design. "wow, this hotel is totally on another level.". you whispered as you analysed them one by one.

a pair of pink shoes stopped walking and caught your eyes. you raised an eyebrow and looked up slowly to see the owner of the pink shoes.

your breath hitched. you made eye contact with the person. the person's eyes widened as he saw you. just as he was about to walk towards you, a lady grabbed him by his arm and dragged him away, she probably didn't notice you who were a few metres away.

"oi Kanghyun!! will you hurry up and walk? they're all waiting for us in the room already!!". the lady called the person by his nickname.

your thoughts were interrupted when the staff tapped your shoulder gently. "your room number is 3. i will bring you there". you nodded and bowed slightly to thank the staff.

you were now in front of the room. loud excited voices could be heard from the inside. *such youthful energy* you thought and knocked on the door before opening it slowly.

the previous noise quietened down at your entrance. you were frozen at the door. *w--why are they staring at me*. you smiled awkwardly and waved your hand at them.

"hi?". the second you greeted, your former classmates cheered and some even ran to you and gave you hugs and pats. "y/n!! we missed you so much!" "y/n! you are finally home!" "welcome back!!" "how was school in Japan?".

"there there guys, y/n needs to sit first at least. your questions can wait. the evening is still young!". Yubi came to your rescue. you gave her a grateful smile. Yubi smiled back and hugged you tightly. "welcome back!!".

you caught up with your friends. some were working full time at big companies, some were getting engaged, some just finished their studies, like you. you were engrossed in your conversation when a word, or a name, from the table next to you caught your ear.

"Kang Hyungu, how many girlfriends have you had in uni? still a playboy aren't you?" one of the boys joked.

your hand curled up into a fist. you were about to shoot the other table a glare when the lady who dragged Hyungu earlier defended him.

"this guy? trust me, he never dated anyone after highschool. he focused on his studies and never looked at girls. he rejected everyone who confessed to him. i was shocked too, you know being his classmate in highschool and seeing his abrupt change in uni, a whole new experience."

your former classmates widened their eyes as they looked at Hyungu, who was eating silently. his composure was still as cool and cold as ever.

"you are kidding !! he couldn't even be single for a week back then! what do you mean he never dated after highschool?".

the lady, Ara, nodded her head and sighed. "i don't know who broke his heart so bad he didn't even want to date or befriend other girls. that's why i'm stuck to his side." Ara explained and knocked Hyungu's head. Hyungu pouted and rubbed his head as he looked up.

after eavesdropping the conversation, you were surprised too. you turned to look into the direction of his table and saw his pouty face. you gulped. "cute..." you mumbled and quickly turned away when the both of you accidentally made your second eye contact for today.

you almost forgot he was your former classmate too, of course he would be here. you were just too busy with your close friends that you didn't realise his presence earlier.

from your peripheral vision, you sensed Hyungu still staring at you. after a few seconds, you finally let out the breath you were holding in unconciously when you see him turn his head away.

"bye bye y/n!! see you again soon!!" Yubi bid you goodbye as her boyfriend came to pick her up. you waved back at her and waited by the entrance for your ride.

"y/n?". you felt your head tingled as you heard a familiar gentle voice calling your name. you looked up from your phone only to be greeted by none other than Kang Hyungu.

"Hyu--Hyungu... it's been a while". you managed to breathe out.

Hyungu gave a small smile and nodded.

it was awkward. after all, you separated on bad terms and never contacted each other ever since.

Hyungu moved closer to you. his expression looked sad yet happy.

"can i hug you?". Hyungu suddenly asked. you bit your lips. you hesitated before nodding slightly. letting him hug you won't hurt, right?

wrong.

when his arms wrapped around you, your emotions from 4 years ago surged up again. his gentle yet tight hug. his warm scent. his soft face buried into the crook of your neck.

you were frozen. everything was too overwhelming.

"i mis--" Hyungu's words were interrupted when someone called out your name.

you snapped out of your zone and gently pulled yourself away from Hyungu. Hyungu let you go hesitantly as he wiped his teary eyes and looked at the person who called your name.

"ah Harin!! did you wait for long?" you approached the person earlier and patted his shoulder. Harin shook his head and looked at Hyungu.

you thought it was only right to introduce them to each other. "Harin, this is my former classmate, Kang Hyungu, and Hyungu, this is Ju Harin, we went to the same university". Hyungu gulped and bowed slightly towards Harin.

"ni--nice to meet you. thank you for taking care of y/n! i--i should excuse myself now.". Hyungu said as he quickly left you and Harin. Harin shrugged his shoulders and led you to his car.

it had been so long since you came back home, you finally had the time to walk around your neighbourhood. you realised that in the span of 4 years, alot of things could change. you continued walking in the homey streets until you reached your favourite bookshop. you smiled widely and quickly entered it. you were happy the shop was still there.

your body automatically brought you over to the comics section. you enjoyed all sorts of genres but comics were your stress reliever. your eyes widened at some new collections.

"ooh, this one looks interesting". you mumbled as you picked up the new crime comic. "that one is good, you should read it". you jumped at the sudden voice beside your ear.

you quickly turned to your side. Hyungu backed away abit and gave a cheeky smile.

"wh-what are you doing here?". you asked abit too loud than usual because you were shocked. Hyungu blinked and chuckled with a pfft.

"i am here to buy some books, then i saw you looking at that good comic so i decided to greet you. yo!".

you nodded awkwardly and wanted to walk away but Hyungu's words stopped you.

"you know, i can suggest you other new good comics that will surely suit your taste!". you bit your lip and shook your head. "it's okay, i just wanted to look around. thanks for your offer". you bowed and quickly walked away.

Hyungu watched your back moved away from him. his shoulders dropped as he pouted. *did i scare her away?* he thought as he went to the cashier to pay for his books.

you felt blood rushing to your face as you exited the shop. you totally forgot that Hyungu also regularly visits that shop. heck, it used to be one of the places where you always went to during your dates.

despite his bad boy image, Hyungu was surprisingly an avid reader. he always had the best recommendations. you were tempted by his offer but you thought it was weird to suddenly be close again with him.

your mood was abit down after the encounter as old memories came flooding back to your mind. *ah, i thought 4 years were enough to forget about him. but meeting him twice right after coming back like this is not helping at all* you thought as you walked back home.

you tapped your foot on the ground, following the rythm of the song that you were listening to as you waited for Harin in the mall.

you planned to meet up at 2pm but he was abit late so you waited for him inside since the weather was hot.

"we meet again!" you heard as you felt one of your earpiece being pulled out softly. you jumped and turned only to be greeted by none other than, you guessed it, Kang Hyungu.

you frowned and took out your other earpiece. "at this rate, i feel like you're stalking me". Hyungu chuckled and shook his head. "no no, i was here since morning, i had some stuff to do, and then i saw you here alone".

"i'm actually waiting for Harin. ugh why is he so late? i'm hungry.."

when he heard the name, Hyungu's smile was gone. his current expression was unreadable. "oh, well then, i will wait here with you". you let Hyungu be as you scanned the crowd for Harin.

"how was Japan?".

"it was great and refreshing. school was okay too, abit hard but i survived. how about you? you graduated from uni too right recently?". Hyungu nodded.

"i started working at the music shop here, today is actually my off day but i had to fix some things so yeah.."

your mouth turned into an "O" shape as you heard him. he was very interested and quite talented in music back in highschool, it was not a surprise for him to pursue something related to music.

Hyungu saw a familiar face among the crowd. "oh there's H--" he cut his own words when he saw a lady beside Harin, her arm linked with Harin's.

*he is late because he is with another girl? he is cheating on y/n at the place that they're meeting up at?? how dare he?* Hyungu thought as he tried to block your view from Harin. *i gotta protect y/n*.

"yo y/n!! y/n?" Hyungu heard Harin's voice but he still stood in front of you, blocking Harin from seeing you.

you frowned and gently pushed Hyungu aside. "oh Harin! you are finally here!!!" you slapped Harin's arm and quickly turned to the lady beside him.

"Dani!!! you are here too!" you greeted and hugged the lady. Dani hugged you back and passed something to you. "i'm sorry,,, i misplaced the souvenier i bought you so Harin had to search for it with me, that's why we were late.". you cooed at Dani and patted her head. "aww it's okay, thank you for the gift!".

Hyungu looked at the scene with a confused look. you finally remembered him being there and introduced him to Dani. "Dani, this is Hyungu, my former highschool classmate, Hyungu, this is Dani, my former housemate back in Japan!".

Hyungu frowned. *Harin is cheating on y/n with her former housemate?!?!*.

"oii mr boyfriend, where are we going to eat at?". Dani turned to Harin and asked.

Hyungu's eyes widened. *huh???huh???*

"you and y/n are not dating each other?" Hyungu blurted out as he pointed towards you and Harin.

you and Harin looked at each other and shivered in disgust at the same time. "never!! why would you even think that?!" you asked. Harin quickly wrapped his arm around Dani and shook his head. "Dani is the only one for me".

"then why did he pick you up the other night?".

you bursted a pfft, Hyungu's face was hilarious. he was furious and confused at the same time.

"the three of us had plans after my dinner, so Harin picked me up. Dani was in the car too. Harin, being the gentleman he is, volunteered to escort me personally to the car".

Dani couldn't help but laugh too. you were the one who introduced her to Harin anyways, it was funny to think that someone misunderstood Harin and your relationship.

"ok that aside, let's go eat, i'm so hungryy" you whined and linked your arms with Harin and Dani. Hyungu's eyes twitched when he saw how comfortable you were with Harin.

"Hyungu should join us too!! the more the merrier!" Dani invited Hyungu. Hyungu was about to reject but seeing your flustered expression, he quickly accepted the invitation. he kind of missed seeing this side of you.

you ended up walking beside Hyungu while the lovely couple led the way to Harin's recommended restaurant.

the walk was quiet between the two of you. Hyungu felt abit guilty for being selfish, he accepted the invitation, totally ignoring your feelings.

"if you don't want me to join, i can back away now." Hyungu said. you quickly shook your head and unconciously tugged his sleeve. "i don't mind.. please join us". Hyungu grinned at your response. "alright, i will stay".

as you arrived at the restaurant, Dani excused herself to the bathroom. you decided to help Harin with the orders while Hyungu reserved a table for the four of you. the other reason you volunteered to help was so that you didn't have to be alone with Hyungu.

Dani came back from the bathroom and went to Hyungu. "oh y/n is helping Harin? then i will sit here and chat with you!".

Hyungu gave a small smile. he was still abit awkward around other girls if he was alone. "Hyungu, you like y/n don't you?" Dani attacked with an innocent smile.

Hyungu was taken aback but nodded anyways. like was an understatement. you were in his mind every second for the whole 4 years, meeting you once again made his dull world colourful again.

Dani giggled and poked Hyungu's arm. "you are so obvious. don't worry, i will help you!" Dani winked and quickly backed away when you and Harin came with your food. Hyungu pursed his lips into a thin line. he didn't know what Dani was up to.

you sat beside Dani, acrossed from Hyungu. you focused on your food and Dani, trying your best not to stare at the handsome Hyungu.

"so y/n, do you have anyone you like now?" Dani randomly asked you. your hand paused from picking up food for abit before chuckling awkwardly. "hahaha what a question, Dani. hmm i don't think i like anyone now". you swore your voice was trembling.

Dani smirked slightly at your response and was about to turn to Hyungu when Harin chirped into the conversation. "eh? how about that Jungwoo guy? don't you have a crush on him?".

you gulped as you felt your whole face became warm. "Ju-Jungwoo? he is cute, but i just admire him from afar. i don't like like him..."

Harin raised an eyebrow. "really? then why are you so emba--" his words were cut off when Dani kicked his leg under the table. she signalled him towards Hyungu and widened her eyes as if saying "have some sense Ju Harin!!". Harin pouted and continued eating his food.

there was definitely tension between you and Hyungu now. Dani tried to lighten up the mood with another topic as her plan A failed. she really wanted to help Hyungu.

after the meal, you and Harin started discussing some matters related to your future job, which was the main agenda for today's meet up. you switched seats with Dani so that you were opposite of Harin.

Dani called out Hyungu's name softly. "sorry for earlier. i just wanted to help but Harin interrupted. anyway, i'm gonna move to plan B later." Hyungu frowned and glanced at you and Harin who were engrossed in the discussion before leaning closer to the table. "what exactly are you planning??". Hyungu whispered.

Dani smirked and whispered her ideas. Hyungu listened carefully and processed her words. "so, what do you think?" Hyungu slowly nodded, agreeing to her plan.

it was finally time to separate. while Harin and Dani were going back by car, your house was just a walking distance from the mall.

"oh! Hyungu, do you have anything after this? why don't you walk y/n home?"

you almost choked on your own saliva and quickly shook your head. "i-i can go home by myself". Hyungu patted your head and gave a big smile. "i can, no, i want to walk you home!".

you sighed in defeat and nodded. "fine then. thanks Harin and Dani for today! and i'll email you the file later, Harin." Harin nodded and bid you goodbye before leaving with Dani.

you looked at Hyungu and pointed your finger awkwardly to the direction that you were going to. Hyungu walked beside you in silence. you too walked quietly, selfishly enjoying the warmth of his company.

"it feels like we are back to highschool days where i always walk you home". Hyungu started.

you just listened, not responding to his words. "we should go visit the bookshop again together one day. i remember how you would always frown slightly when you read the description of some comics, not because you hated them, but you actually loved them that your expressions couldn't be controlled. also the little pout when the volume you wanted was sold out and we have to either go to another shop or buy them online. oh and remember when--"

"that was all 4 years ago, Hyungu. can we not talk about it anymore?" you said with a slight firmness in your voice.

Hyungu paused for abit before chuckling. "for these 4 years, i've been trying to think of what you meant by me having fun with another girl that's why i was late" your fists curled into a fist as you felt your head become heavy.

"i really like you, y/n. i was serious about our relationship back then. you changed me, you were the only one that i like, i never look at other girls when i started dating you. i was hurt when you said those things to me. i really didn't understand"

you stopped in your tracks as you faced Hyungu with teary eyes. he really dared to lie to you even after 4 years?

you were about to hit his chest but he grabbed your wrist. "i finally figured it out".

~4 years ago~

Hyungu ensured that he had wrapped the big box of gifts for you properly. he carried the box carefully and walked down the staircase towards your classroom.

it was a bit difficult for him to see what was in front due to the box and Hyungu accidentally bumped into someone. he panicked for abit and quickly hugged the box to his body tightly.

"sorry, i didn't see you there!" Hyungu apologised.

the person he bumped into also apologised. "ah Hyungu? sorry! i was in a rush. oh no your hair! are you meeting anyone now?".

Hyungu's hair was a bit out of place after bumping into Ara. "is it bad? i'm meeting my girlfriend!" Hyungu asked, worried about his appearance. he wanted to look his best for you.

Ara reached out her hand to help but Hyungu leaned away. "it's okay, i can do it by myself".

Ara rolled her eyes and flicked Hyungu's forehead. "yeah but you can't see yourself, i can. here squat down abit, you have to look extra handsome for you girlfriend! after bumping into you, the least i could do is help you look presentable".

Hyungu hesitated but squatted for abit and tilted his head for Ara to help. Ara fixed Hyungu's hair and patted his hair for the last step.

"all done! now go impress your pretty girlfriend!"

Hyungu grinned cheekily at the thought of you and thanked Ara before heading towards the classroom.

and that was when the harsh break up happened.

a tear fell down your face as you finished listening to his explanation.

"it was all just a misunderstanding! and i totally understand you, i should have been more careful. i really really like you, y/n. i was sincere for all those months. you heard Ara the other day right? i didn't date anyone at all after you. thoughts about you occupied my mind 24/7. i wanted to reach out to you but.. you blocked me on all platforms. i came to your house a few times but your mother said you didn't want to meet anyone. the next time i visited, you already went to Japan. i tried asking your close friends on how to contact you but, they didn't like me so they didn't help me at all. they said i didn't deserve to talk to you anymore because i hurt you. so i waited for fate to bring us back together. and that night, when i saw your face after so long, i felt so happy".

more tears flowed down your face. Hyungu wiped them away with his thumb as he felt himself tearing up too.

"i'm..... i'm sorry. i'm sorry. i'm sorry" was all you managed to say to Hyungu as you started sobbing into his chest. Hyungu hugged you as he rubbed your back.

"can we go back to our happy moment, y/n? i missed you so much." Hyungu whispered as he sniffed.

you pulled yourself away from Hyungu and rubbed your eyes before cupping Hyungu's face with one of your hands. you carressed his face gently with your thumb and shook your head.

"that was all 4 years ago, Hyungu. we can never go back to those happy time. things aren't the same anymore"

Hyungu frowned and leaned into your palm. "then we can start over. things don't have to be the same. i just want to be with you again".

you let his face go. "my feelings for you are not the same anymore, Hyungu. how can we start over if my heart is already closed?"

"you're lying." Hyungu said as his voice trembled.

you chuckled bitterly. "i'm sorry for hurting you Hyungu. i really am. i just, want to focus on building up my career now. i was offered a job back at Japan and i don't want to lose this opportunity. i can't afford to be distracted by relationships. i can't accept your feelings like how i accepted them in highschool. i have other commitments to focus on now. i'm...sorry"

Hyungu clutched onto his chest as he felt nothing but pain in his heart.

you slowly walked away from Hyungu but was stopped by Hyungu's soft voice.

"i won't disturb you anymore but i just want to know one thing. do you hate me?".

you gulped and took a deep breath before turning around to look at his pained face.

"of course not, Hyungu. i will never hate you."

Hyungu gave a small smile despite tears falling down his face non-stop.

"thank you y/n".

you turned away as your feet quickly led you back to your house. you ran up to your room and locked your door before breaking down fully.

you buried your face in between your knees as your sobs echoed in the room.

*you don't deserve to talk to me? i'm the ONE who doesn't deserve to talk to you, Hyungu* you thought.

Hyungu was so gentle and kind to you, he loved you so much but just because of your insecurity, you ruined everything.

you didn't even let him explain things back then and said hurtful words to him. and yet he continued liking you and wanting to clear up the misunderstanding even after years of not meeting each other.

you didn't deserve such a kind person. you didn't deserve his love. you were embarrassed to even face Hyungu now after knowing the truth.

you hated yourself for again escaping from reality. you contacted Harin, asking for the job process to be quickened.

*this will make me forget about him. this will help me forget about him* you chanted and fell asleep from the exhaustion of crying and from the pain in your heart for lying to Kang Hyungu.

a/n: how was it? haha i hope yall enjoyed the roller coaster ride!

#onewe #onewe kang hyungu #onewe kanghyun #onewe hyungu #onewe imagines #kang hyungu imagines #kanghyun imagines #onewe angst #kang hyungu angst #kanghyun angst

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shintorikhazumi · 4 years ago

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TROPE MAYAKURO SHORTS (?): I. Rivals to Lovers (1)

A/N: Just me vomiting concepts for MayaKuro because I’m stuck on longer-length chaps that are just sitting in me folder. Some of these will defo be shorter than others in the future.

edit: changed the trope after it being pointed out by a reader, and it does feel like it makes more sense. Sorry bout that! wrote this at...1-ish, 2-ish am

Enjoy?

~Shintori Khazumi

1. Rivals to lovers (Part 1)

The sounds of labored breathing- pants, a few mumbles and hums, along with the rustling of clothes filled the room. Claudine groaned as Maya skillfully guided her along in this tormenting physical exertion that had lasted well over four hours.

“...Are you...hah... satisfied yet?” Righting her position, leaving Maya’s dip, Claudine huffed; sweat trickling down her neck, revealed as she brushed damp hair back and into a ponytail, drawing Maya’s eyes to that sensual curve.

So maybe Tendou Maya, the ever-perfect top star was heavily drawn to Saijou Claudine, her forever number two, her rival, her...enemy at times on stage. It almost made no sense as to why two individuals constantly fighting, competing, bickering, one of the pair seemingly unable to stand the other, would ever enjoy each other’s presence. But that was then.

Now, however, Claudine’s pull on Maya made perfect sense. She was gorgeous (Maya defended that this was a very objective, factual statement and not due to any growing attraction on her part), intelligent, a little hot-headed, but ever kind. She could also be so incredibly warm and thoughtful, always placing her friends before herself.

Saijou Claudine also held a passion for the stage so strong, it burned hot, and shone brightly. This, Maya was proud to say she knew better than anyone.

What else was it, that was keeping Maya constantly tiptoeing around the concept of Claudine, eyes always drawn to her presence- no! Maya... Maya never stared. She... She only glanced at most! She definitely never found her gaze locked onto Claudine’s lithe figure as she performed her sets of practice during the after hours of class. She certainly never noticed the way Claudine’s waves would bounce softly, hair fluffy, as she walked down the halls. She never paid attention enough to the girl to see how her new pen matched her lovely, shimmering eyes, life vivid in them. She did not see the necklace Claudine wore ‘round her neck, a reminder of her most beloved family away from her, that she hid beneath her clothes, unknown to the world (except Maya). No, she didn’t know that Claudine liked to spend some of her holidays strolling down a creak in a nearby park, singing to the flora and fauna, serenading the world with her blessed voice-

“Tendou Maya?” Said blessed voice broke her train of thought. “I asked you if you were satisfied yet.” Claudine reiterated, arms crossed over her front, a towel slung across her shoulders.

With well-practiced composure, Maya’s voice betrayed none of her inner wild musings, sounding as confident as always, if she could say so herself. “No. Not yet.” She shook her head, usual playful smile growing on her lips. She knew it always riled Claudine up. She loved it. “I still feel as though I haven’t perfectly embodied the-”

“Maya.” Claudine called, not very excited for any of Maya’s mind games. No Tendou, no ‘ma Maya’. Just. Maya.

It made Maya’s heart flutter against its cage. More-so than when Claudine actually called her ‘hers’. Platonically. Of course.

“Yes, what ever is the matter, Saijou-san?”

Claudine rolled her eyes at that, knowing that Maya wasn’t taking her seriously at all.

“I’m hungry. Can we please leave now?”

‘But then that would mean my time with you would come to an end. You only ever offer your undivided attention to me within these four corners, as we drown in the addiction of dance.’

As poetic and well-constructed the statement was in her head, Maya would never voice that to Claudine. Not unless she wanted her feelings known. God forbid Claudine ever learn of them. Why didn’t she want them known, who knew? Not Maya. So instead, she played it off. As she always did when confronted with these dangerous emotions, always threatening to overwhelm her with her own desire for her stage partner.

“Ara, ma Claudine, are you admitting defeat?”

Claudine snorted, turning her head away. “Who is going to be defeated it the Cafeteria closes before we can have the chance to eat dinner? Don’t come running to my room if you end up starving in the middle of the night, you insufferable glutton.” Claudine marched away, beginning to clear her things, placing them neatly in her bag.

She was about to head to the changing room, but not without throwing one last glance Maya’s way as a final invitation. Maya continued to pretend to be stubborn, however. She knew Claudine would stay. For her.

...Or not.

Eyes widening, Maya saw that her dear Claudine really had no plans of waiting up this time. The door to the room was swinging shut, and Maya was still rooted in her place by the silly pride that consumed her.

Ah, maybe that was why she couldn’t bring herself to even utter a simple confession. The simplest, ‘I love you’. Maybe she was expecting Claudine to say it first. Maybe she had been assuming it all this time. She wasn’t so sure now. If Claudine always waited for her in different scenarios, maybe... this was one of them too.

Snapping out of it, she called after the long-since gone girl. “N-no wait I’m sorry, I’m coming! I’m coming! Wait for me, Ma Claudine! Wait-!” Clumsily tripping over her legs as she made a grab at her items, Maya gave chase, sliding the door to the changing room open, praying Claudine still waited. Like she always did. Hopefully.

And her eyes landed on that shining gold, reflecting the light that flowed through the high windows, enhancing Claudine’s visage with that lovely afternoon glow. The girl was sat at one of the benches, feet shuffling and tapping absentmindedly as she hummed to herself, earbuds secure in her ears, eyes locked on something opposite of Maya’s direction. She was now clad in their school uniform, bag by her side, ready to leave at any moment. And yet she hadn’t.

The sight, coupled with the knowledge that Claudine had waited. Again. Like she always did, filled Maya’s chest with a blooming warmth, heart picking up its pace slightly.

Silently making quick work of changing while Claudine was preoccupied, Maya sped through her motions before walking up to the girl, tapping her shoulder lightly.

The girl jumped slightly, adorably surprised. Turning to her companion, Maya noticed her suppressing a small smile. It was endearing.

“About time.” She huffed, pretending she was annoyed as she had every right to be.

“I know. I apologize for making you wait too long, ma Claudine.”

“You should be.” Claudine glared for a few moments, before sighing, patting Maya’s cheek softly. “Come on. I hear potatoes are on the menu. I had Karen save some for you.”

Ah, the way Claudine moved Maya’s heart.

“Thank you.” She murmured, sincerely. Tenderly.

It made Claudine blush.

“W-whatever! Let’s get a move on, you infuriating woman! I’m starting to feel a little light-headed.”

And Maya’s teasing nature came back all too quickly. “Oh? Would you like me to carry you all the way to the mess hall then? Seeing as how you’ve... weakened.”

“...”

“Claudine?”

“I should have left you behind! Irritating!” Spinning on her heel, she marched out of the room and down the hall, Maya trailing after her back.

As she stared at the girl storming away, stomps resounding in the corridor, Maya sighed.

She’d done it again. Never honest enough, unable to truly let her admiration for Claudine show in any better way.

“I’m sorry.” She murmured. “I’ll try harder next time.” Her sincerity was far too hushed for Claudine to hear, but maybe that was good enough for now. She could try again later. Hopefully Claudine would still wait.

Hopefully she even was.

Maya felt her mouth open, words forming on her tongue, then closing again. What could she even say? To get her feelings across. Other than,

“I love you. Claudine.”

And with eyes widening, she saw her halt in her steps, turning back to Maya, the tips of her ears red.

...she’d heard it... She’d heard it and-

“I know.

That’s why I waited.”

A/N: I accept trope submissions/requests!

~Shintori Khazumi

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lilana163 · 3 years ago

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Reunited: Chapter 4

It was September 1st, 1971, the day Narcissa, Aurora, and Sirius Black are to attend Hogwarts, the first day of September 1st of 1971 will forever change the house of Black. No one knew it just yet, but this day would be the reason The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black will come to its end in 7 years.

The three stood alongside their mums, both mothers carried a disgusted look seeing as half of the wizard and witches on platform 9 3/4 wore muggle clothing, in which Druella would discretely send a hex their way, the two mothers turned their attention to the youngest Blacks, beside them stood the second eldest of the Black sisters who desperately wanted to pull aside her siblings.

" Girls?" Druella looked down at her youngest daughters waiting for an acceptable answer, the girls glanced at each other before smiling brightly at their mother, saying the words which came out so often in the House of Black.

" Toujours Pur," Aurora and Narcissa said in unison bringing a smile to Druella's face, the women made sure to raise her youngest to be respectful pure blood ladies, those words were enough for Druella to be content with herself she decided on to not say her speech about not associating with mudbloods, half-bloods, and blood traitors because it would lead to consequences, though the twins were well aware on what was expected of them and Druella knew that.

" Good, now behave and make mummy and daddy proud," Druella smiled nodding to her youngest before apparating away back to the manor along with Walburga and Regulus.

The three young Blacks turned their attention to Andromeda who seemed nervous as she glanced at each Black, Andromeda pulled the three away from all the pureblooded families getting them to a place on the platform where the four wouldn't be overheard.

" Listen to me carefully, and don't say anything until I'm finished speaking, am I clear?" Andromeda spoke to the young wizard and witches who nodded in agreement.

" Hogwarts is amazing and you'll meet many witches and wizards your age, don't be shy to befriend them even if theirs consequences back at home, what our parents say about muggle-borns, half-bloods, and blood traitors aren't true, we're all the same through and through, us being pureblood doesn't make us any better then those who aren't, I also have someone I want you three to meet," Andromeda grinned at the kids who had an unreadable expression on their faces, Narcissa glanced at Aurora who only sent a wink towards Sirius which he replied with a cheeky grin.

" Ted, you may come out now," Andromeda called out from behind, a man with blonde hair appeared with a charming smile but the Black sisters saw right through their sister's attempts and stepped back from the group.

" It's nice to finally meet you three, Andromeda talks very fondly of you all, especially you two Narcissa and Aurora, I'm Ted Tonks," Ted introduced himself noticing how his fiancé smile alter watching the twins share scared looks.

" I haven't heard of the name Tonks before, and I know each family in the sacred twenty-eight," Aurora stated pushing behind Narcissa blocking her from harm's way, Sirius shared the same confused looked Ted and Andromeda gave the Black haired girl from her action of pushing Narcissa behind her.

" That's because he's not, he's a muggle-born Ara, I wanted to introduce you because he's my fiancée," Andromeda replied which she soon regretted seeing her sisters back away further from her soon to be husband, both sisters had a look of worry as they saw how close Andromeda was to the muggle-born. Though they weren't quite sure what the word muggle-born meant they both decided to keep their distance, Druella taught the twins that it was best to stay away from anything that has to do with muggles, Druella always went on about diseases the muggle world carried in hopes that her daughters wouldn't associate with anything muggle especially those witches and wizards who are muggle-born.

" Muggle-born, what's that?" Aurora asked Andromeda who gulped as Recognition dawned on her, Ted had been confused seeing all the kids stare at his fiancée waiting for an answer.

" Muggle-borns are mudbloods, we shouldn't call them mudbloods because it's considered a slur, it's preferred if you call them muggle-borns instead of that vile name," Andromeda sternly answered furrowing her brows feeling a wash of madness towards her parents for not teaching her siblings any better.

" Andy can you please move away from the muggle-born, he might carry diseases!" Aurora raised her voice with worry laced all over her words, she gave her older sister a pleading looking seeing Andromeda take Ted's hand.

" They don't carry any diseases, mother has been feeding you all lies ever since birth," Andromeda told Aurora who seemed a bit skeptical at first but then gave in to the new information, after seeing her sister come to terms with this new knowledge Narcissa left her sister's tight grip moving to stand next to the shorter girl.

" Your a blood traitor, mum and dad will disown you when they learn of your beliefs," Narcissa gave Ted a disgusted look in which Andromeda took offense and glared at her younger sister, Narcissa had no problem with Andromeda's beliefs but she knew that this could possibly lead to losing a sister and that's what angered her.

" I plan to tell them soon and yes I most likely will be disowned, and I have accepted that," Andromeda told her sisters who glared at the girl, Ted held onto Andromeda's hand squeezing it reassuring her that everything will be just fine, Ted wasn't so sure about meeting Andromeda's sisters because he felt that they would share the same opinions Andromeda's parents have, on the other hand, Andromeda knew her sisters would be accepting and encourage her way of life but she was losing faith in her sisters as she spoke to them.

" You're willing to lose everything, for him?" Aurora pointed at Ted in disbelief with tears daring to spill from her green eyes, Narcissa flared her nostrils glaring at the blonde man in front of her.

" I love him, and if it means leaving such a horrible family then I am more than happy to," Andromeda answered with confidence, at her words both Aurora and Narcissa felt a wave of jealousy as they turned to the blonde man who smiled adoringly at his fiancée.

"You're going to give up your whole world and everyone in it, just for this man? You can't do that Andy, don't leave m...us behind don't leave your sisters behind, don't choose him over us, please Andy," Aurora spoke in disbelief her eyes blazed with hurt as tears swam in them.

" I spent entirely too much of my life worried about what my parents think of me, what my family thinks of me and I'm done, you still have a sister Ara that will never change, my love for my sisters will forever stay bu-" Andromeda began to say but was cut off by her green-eyed sister who was on the verge of crying, Narcissa let go of her sisters grasp walking away from the group not bothering to stay any longer, all Narcissa could feel was betrayal and she could longer stand to be in the presence of the man her sister chose over her.

" But it isn't enough, and that's fine I understand, don't bother saying anymore, I won't stand to hear and listen to the nonsense of you choosing another over family, even if it's the one you love," Aurora stared into her sister's eyes only seeing love and admiration for the man beside her and she put on a small smile that couldn't reach her eyes, she too felt hurt and betrayal just like her twin, but to her, it would all be worth if it meant that Andromeda could truly be happy.

" And as for you Ted treat my sister like she's the world, or else you'll find out why Blacks are known to be deranged," Aurora threatened the blonde man before pulling Sirius away from the two adults and leading her cousin into the bright red train.

Sirius and Aurora looked around the train in awe, Sirius pulled his cousin to the end of the train opening the empty compartment, he turned to the girl who blinked away her tears and gave him the brightest smile she could.

" I have to go check on Cissy, I'll be back soon," Aurora gave the boy a small smile moving to open the compartment door but was stopped when Sirius pulled the shorter girl into a tight embrace.

" It's okay to not be okay, you're allowed to be upset," Sirius whispered into his cousin's ear the girl nodded her head still not allowing for her smile to falter, Sirius let go of Aurora allowing her to finally leave the compartment to find her other half.

After searching through every compartment she stopped at the first compartment that you'd see when entering the train, Aurora found her sister alone with red puffy eyes staring into out the window.

" Cissy," Aurora muttered closing the compartment door and rushing over to her sister who turned her attention away from the scenery, Narcissa grey eyes meet her sister green ones both felt heartbroken though one was better at hiding it.

" We're her sisters, we won't be allowed to speak or see her ever again, and she knows that, she very much knows that earlier will probably be the last time we see her, I feel like an idiot because ... I love Andy with all my well being, but that's not enough, and she's walking away like ... it's the easiest thing in the world to do," Narcissa shook her head aggressively squinting her eyes while her tears came like a river stream her bottom lip jutted out as she cried.

" She's choosing a man's love, but everyone knows love is irrelevant to people like us, why can't she just accept that it's our fate," Narcissa said running her hands over her gold locks in frustration.

" She did what benefited her, I think she's amazing for going after what she wants even though it hurts me, even if it hurts us, I think we should be ... happy for Andy, she's doing what we want to do but are too afraid to act on," Aurora told Narcissa the blonde girl bit her lip with a slight frown when processing her sister's words.

" I guess your right, but I don't like it," Narcissa pouted wiping away her tear-stained cheeks, the raven-haired girl lowly chuckled taking a seat beside her sister.

" Trust me I don't like it either," Aurora replied feeling the weight of her sister's head on her shoulder as she spoke.

" I should probably find Parkinson and Avery, care to join?" Narcissa asked Aurora making the girl scoff with a disgusted look on her face.

" I would never be friends with those scumbags," Aurora rolled her eyes following her sister out the compartment.

After Narcissa and Aurora parted ways she found herself heading back to her and Sirius's compartment, when opening the compartment she was surprised to see three other boys.

" Ara come sit," Sirius patted the empty spot beside him which Aurora gladly took while taking in the appearance of the others, she noticed one boy having deep scars on his face and sandy hair, she mentally questioned how he got them as she took in the scars but quickly looked away not wanting to make him uncomfortable. The next boy was short with blonde hair and beside him was a boy who she noticed hadn't taken his eyes off her, he had messy black hair and he wore circular glasses which she thought was quite cute, at least the way he wore them.

" This is my cousin and best friend Aurora Black," Sirius introduced noticing how his new friend James looked at the girl star-struck, he glared at the messy-haired boy but James hadn't noticed as he was too busy being in trance by Aurora presence.

" I'm Remus Lupin," the scar-faced boy said to Aurora sticking out his hand to shake which she gracefully took, making Sirius roll his eyes he mentally noted to tease the girl about that later, knowing how his cousin gets annoyed with him when he teases her about " her inner pureblood princess coming out."

" And I'm Peter Pettigrew," the short blonde-haired boy waved to the raven-haired girl in an awkward manner making the small girl giggled at his demeanor.

" Saving the best for last I see, I'm James Potter," James brightly grinned at the girl shaking Aurora's hand in excitement, the girl mentally scoffed at his words though unaware of the stupid smile and blush that found her face.

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📖 STORYLINE Ahn Ara, an ambitious filmmaker, catches the eye of Jungkook, one of the members of the upcoming biggest male K-pop group named BTS. Both realized they needed each other. With conflicts from Ara's past and Jungkook's idol life coming to ruin them, how long can Ara hold down her feelings for him?

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[you are about to open a private log. do you wish to proceed?]

Yes No

Log 1.

I was in a version of waterfall and someone kinda appeared. I thought I just hadn’t smelled them somehow but Smidge says no, they just appeared. They said their name is Indigo, and told me that I could come with them if I needed a place to stay, so I wouldn’t have to keep running and hiding.

I bit them. I don’t feel like getting babied. Smidge said I should at least go there and have someone look at some of my cuts. I said okay but if they’re annoying I’m still gonna bite them.

Indigo gave me this thing to talk at, so I would have what people who can write would use as a journal. I said it’s dumb, but Smidge says it’s a good idea, so I guess I’ll try. Also I like the text to speech trying to say funny words. Hablooblooblesnuf

Log 2.

The person who helped me with my cut says her name is Kat. Also that the reason the spots on my head are itchy is because I’m starting to grow horns just a lil. I told her that’s dumb. She said yeah, but let me touch her horns so I know what she was talking about. She stayed with momma Toriel for a bit too, she says, she says that’s where our bodies got the kind of “blueprint” for traits to give us when we start to be less human. Same with Indigo, and like 4 other people I haven’t met yet. She says that kinda makes her my sister, if I want it to. I’ve had people try to act like my mom before, but other than Smidge no siblings. It’s kinda nice, I guess I can give it a try

Log 3

There are other people living here than me and my kind of sibs. Like Stitches and Variable, or as I like to call them, good advice dad and bad advice dad. Good advice dad says I don’t gotta prowl around all the time. Bad advice dad said to shoosh and that I was clearly honing my skills to become a mighty hunter. I said yes I am the mighty hunter because I am. They also gave me a gift, they were like “this is a chew toy” and I was like “like for dogs??” And they were like “do you want us to take it back” and I was like “NO, you GAVE it to me, it’s MINE now.”

Also my teeth itch.

Log 5

Smidge told me there’s a door at the side of the living room I hadn’t explored yet, so I went and looked. It leads down to the basement, I think. It definitely has down steps. It smells funny there, like machine oil and spiders. The lady down there said if I broke anything she was kicking me out. I looked in the direction I think her face was in and slowly pushed something off the table. She started laughing, even though Smidge says that was mean. She gave me something called a “taser” and told me to go wreak havoc. Indigo took it away before too long but I think I did a good job

Log 6

There’s another person who sleeps in the basement, her name is Kelpie. She asked if I like card tricks. I said yeah but I can’t see the cards. She taught me how to juggle instead of the card tricks, that part was fun

Log 7

HOLY HECK THERE’S A KITTY HERE FUCK YEAH

Log 8

There’s also apparently someone who owns the kitty her name is Pyra and she lives in a lantern. She’s in charge of letting people into the house and sometimes not letting people into the house. She told me I had jam on my cheek. I said to shush because it’s kitty time

Log 9

Kat says they’re not my sister anymore, and that they’re gonna be my sibling instead now. I asked why, and they said it makes them more happy. I asked if that means I can’t steal their stuff and make them chase me down for it anymore. They said that wasn’t allowed in the first place. I stole their bag of fruit snacks

Log 10

There are new people here, Indigo says their names are Timber and Sprout, and to let them settle in for a bit before I mess with them. I asked why they seemed nervous. Indigo said they had been running for a long time. I helped set up a greenhouse for them, they like it a lot. They let me feed the carnivorous plants. I got bit once or twice, which was fun. It HORRIFIED Kat and Smidge though, it was funny

Log 11

I like Timber and Sprout. They teach me cool things like what things you can eat and what things can eat you. Sprout taught me to make a thing that’ll make people fall asleep. Timber said that was a bad idea. We all agreed with Timber

Log 12

The basement lady is having trouble with a project, her name is Ara by the way. She said she just couldn’t get their coding quite right, and that she was worried about them running into things. I told her that I run into things all the time, and that I’m still the best thing ever. She said that was true, and let me and Smidge help find extra circuit boards

Log 13

I fell down the stairs today. it was thrilling

Log 14

I went out with Kelpie to help get extra supplies for Ara. She says that Ara’s her girlfriend, and that’s why she sleeps in the basement with her. I told her yuck. She laughed and told me that Ara also made her leg for her, and knocked on it so it made a clang clang sound. I asked how it doesn’t do squeaky things like door hinges do. She says she has to oil it so it doesn’t

Log 15

I was looking at stuff in the greenhouse today, mostly the carnivorous plants, my favorite one is Steve. Sprout told me that he and Timber were happy to have me around so often and I was like “YEAH, no DUH, I’m great.” Then he told me I was like a daughter to them

...I bit him and ran back into the house.

Log 16

Kat started crying today. I didn’t get it, I didn’t know what to do. Indigo just held their hands and took them to a room that was darker and quieter and had comfy things. They said they had something called sensory overload, a bit like I do when there are too many sounds and smells. I don’t like Kat being upset. I left some cookies and juice outside the door for when they feel better

Log 17

I had a magic lesson thing today. I already kinda know how to do fire stuffs a bit but I wanna learn more things. I finally summoned my *own* attack, an axe. Indigo was proud of me. Smidge seemed numbly shellshocked

Log 18

my teef itch, and so do my ears. it's weird. Smidge says parts of my hair are turning white. I said that happens with old people and I'm, like, smal. he said not that way

Log 19

the cat absorbed one of my cool rocks. I told him that was rude

Log 20

Smidge pointed out today that I said I was gonna stay one night and that it's been more than that now. I told him to shoosh, and that I do what I want. he said no no, it's a good thing that we've found a place to live. Huh. I guess I do technically live here now. it's... weird

Huh

I guess I can stay here. just for a lil bit

#Piper #Codebound logs #Smidge #Codebound #lore #Kat #Indigo #Stitches #Variable #Kelpie #Ara #Timber #Sprout #Gogurt #Pyra #Codebound cast #early-ish timeline #my writing

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hmsblackswan · 4 years ago

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Happy Birthday Ara!

ARA!!! The crew of the HMS Black Swan has somethin’ to say to ye!

Lily @mimikookie said: Congratulations! You’ve leveled up in life ^-^ Happy happy birthdayyyyy!!!! We only started talking on February 6 (hehe yeah that's right it's an exact date), but I can already tell we're going to be great friends. Thank you for being so approachable and letting me annoy you with meaningless conversation daily. I hope you spend your day smiling because you deserve it! You're such a nrice soul. I really appreciate our growing friendship and I hope we keep talking for a long time. Since I stink at expressing my true feelings, take this joke:

ahem What did the fried rice say to the shrimp?

DM for the answer bahahahaha... Happy birthday, Araceli ^-^ (I used your full name because I think it sounds pretty. Fight me.)

Minnie @armysantiny said: Happy Birthday Ara! I hope you enjoy yourself, eat as much as you want and stay happy!

Fluff @hoebii said: Hey baby happy birthday! You're 17 now :DD (cue SEVENTEEN RIGHT HERE GWENCHANA GWENCHANA) I'm go glad to have gotten to know you babe, you're so talented, smart, beautiful and everything amazing! You're such a nice girl bub I love talking to you so much. I hope you have a blast! Ily baby maknae ❤️

Dee @xiaokoo said: hey Ara it's your favourite lettuce!!! Happy birthday 🎉 🎉 🎉 You're 17 and one year closer to becoming a hag. I just wanna say that you are one of my best friends here on Tumblr and I am very very happy that I got to meet you. Even though you're constantly teasing everyone you are adorable and perfect. I hope you have the bestest birthday filled with joy and laughter!!!! 💗 💞 💕 😊 🎉

Lillia @moccahobi said: Happy Birthday bb! I am so glad that we've become friends! Every conversation and moment together are very treasured to me! You're so amazing and smart! I hope you have a wonderful birthday!

Marria @tae-cup said: Ara arararararara!!!! My lovely amazing talented beautiful incredible wonderful wife!!!! You’re now 17!!!! Exciting!!!!! Another year has passed! I’m soooo glad I’ve met you because who else would I be a chaotic brat with? I love you so much, soulmate <3 Happy birthday!!!

Kas @voiceswithoutlips said: Happy Birthday my precious raracube I hope you have a great day birthday today!! You're my precious bean, you are so smart and kind and such a mature person, like I couldn't have asked for a better maknae! You are such an amazing writer and you work so hard, I'm very proud of you babie I hope your birthday is full of happiness, you deserve it <3

Crystal @seoulphiles said: Hi Ara!!!! I hope you have a wonderful birthday filled with love and cake and lots of things as sweet as you are! You're so easy and fun to talk to!!! It's honestly like we've known each other wayyy longer than like a couple weeks. Life is so much brighter with you around. Enjoy your day to the fullest ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️

Sunni @jinings said:

Dearest Ara,

My honey bun sugar plum, you’re my very first adopted Tumblr child, and for that reason you have a special little place in my heart. You’re turning seventeen today which!! I’m so happy for you and proud of you for. I know I say it a lot but it’s true- I am proud of you. I’m proud of you for existing, for being so kind and sweet to everyone you meet no matter what. I’m proud of you for doing your best all the time, even though I know it’s tough. I’m proud of you for doing your best to sleep on time, for being my sweetest little junior concierge and everything that you do. You bring joy to the people around you and you make everyone else so so happy. I’m so honored to call you my friend, and I hope we can stay friends for a long time!

Love, suNNI ☀︎

Rid @taegularities said: Hello, dear Maknae!! You're finally an almost-adult and despite being a baby, I just want to tell you how proud I am of you!!! You're so smart, funny, beautiful and awesome, a super talented writer and overall CUTIE and I couldn't be happier about being able to call you a part of our family. I hope you have the greatest year and achieve anything you want - Mom loves you, baby ❤️

Duda @biaswreckme said:

ARARA, my beautiful rainbow-infused space unicorn, THE HAPPIEST OF BIRTHDAYS TO YOU! I wish you the best of days and year, my beautiful mother who is 10 years younger than me and dares to call me a boomer. I love you girl and your beautiful and busy and golden maknae brain ❤️

We love you, Ara! And don’t you forget it! <3 <3 Everyone go check out her blog @heejinnien where she posts AMAZING!!!! Scary!!! Content!!!! Among other things! If that sounds like your jam, you’re in for a treat. :)

WE LOVE YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

- The crew of the HMS Black Swan

#happy birthday ara!#admin ara #we love you #happy birthday!

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anniesocsandgeneralstore · 4 years ago

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My Greatest Works of the Past Year: The Tag Game

Rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose five favorite works you created in the past year and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought to the world in the past year. Tag as many artists/writers/etc. as you want so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works!

Thank you very much for the tag @little-specificity

Reasons Wicked and Divine (Game of Thrones, Oberyn/OFC)

Summary: Oberyn Martell and Aliana Tyrell are long-lost lovers brought back together.

Paragraph: “I understand completely, Lord Tywin.” While the Hand began to simmer in his seat, Aliana Tyrell remained calm, expression stoic but her tone light. She knew what he was trying to do. Tywin had trained Cersei well in the art of speaking with one’s enemies. “Your respect for me is naught, therefore my respect for you is naught. You intend to abuse my house for your own gain — to pride yourself as the one to save the Seven Kingdoms from starvation. Yet, it seems, you do not understand who has given you that right of pride. You think my father is the one to persuade, to grant positions of power and mold to your own liking. My father is an idiot. A bumbling, nervous wreck since my mother’s passing. I would think, that a man such as yourself, would recognize who holds real power — and would know when to respect it.”

This story has since been deleted because it actually inspired an original work! But I'm really proud of how this fic turned out in the end, and people's responses to it were so lovely.

Build a Home With You (The Mandalorian, Din Djarin x OFC)

Summary: After the events of saving Sweet Baby Boy from Moff Gideon, Din Djarin and Ara Obagh escape to live out their days on Naboo.

Paragraph: Home — home — home a voice now screamed as she looked out over the water. Ara could feel it. The water as it came up and over her face while she and her mother played in the waves. Smiles wide and laughs echoing across the expanse. How she longed to know that woman she only saw in a half-forgotten memory. How she longed for her children to know that woman. She could feel it. The water as it came down over the top of her head while her mother gave her her first bath in years. Lips stern and love radiating from every tender touch. How she longed to know that woman who saved her, who was taken from her before she was ready. How she longed for her children to know that woman.Yet it was only here that she could feel any semblance of them. Of their motherly encouragement. Of their hope. Of their peace. Of their dreams planted like seeds against these sandy shores.

This fic has also since been deleted....but that is because this fic ALSO inspired an original work (same one as the fic previous on this list). Kinda just mashed the two things together to make one thing that I hope is at least partially good. Grow Old With You/Build a Home With You was my magnum opus, in my own personal opinion. I worked so hard on it....But I ended up getting very discouraged due to the lack of comments/reblogs.

Someone In Brooklyn Misses You (MCU, Bucky Barnes x OFC)

Summary: Bucky Barnes and Rose Rigby have been in love for as long as they can remember. But after being separated by lifetimes, what happens when they're brought back together again and one of them can't remember the other?

Paragraph: The first thing the little boy noticed was that her face was dirty. Like she had been crying while playing in the dirt and rubbed her hands on her face. Which was the truth. There weren’t many kids who lived on his street, so when he heard that the new neighbors had a daughter his age, he was impatient to get a look. The summer break from school had just started and he was rather looking forward to having someone other than his sister to play with.

This is a fic I've been reworking and rewriting since 2014! And I finally feel confident enough to post it!

Okay, so I'm only gonna do three instead of five. Sorry rules of the tag game but.....I do what I want. All the other fics I've written this year are things that I honestly am just doing for fun and as writing practice for working on my own original pieces. Maybe one day I'll have enough confidence to talk about those original works on here.

No pressure tags friends just know I love ya. @clydesducktape @thethoughtsfromthreeam

#tag game #here's some of my writing #mmmmmmmm bye

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seimeinotaka · 4 years ago

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Refreshed (Vil x MC fic)

Vil has been working as hard as usual, so Ann decides to try something different to get him unwind. He laughs at her suggestion, but maybe he’ll find out her idea isn’t so bad after all.

Thanks to polyphenols@AO3 for beta-reading this!

Vil looked at Ann, his usual sardonic smirk making her roll her eyes. "Fufu, do your worst, Ann."

Minutes ago they had been talking about him, and how she had an idea that would knock him out. Vil couldn't help but laugh at this, he was always in control of himself, but his cute girlfriend thought she could beat him.

It was why she was sitting now in an awkward position on the long seat in front of his bed, partially resting her back on it. And Vil? He was resting his head on her lap, and that was more comfortable than he imagined.

He would entertain her for a couple of minutes and then resume his activities. True, he had no scheduled work on that day, hence his extremely simple date with Ann in his room of all places, at her request.

However, all thoughts of work and everything pending faded from his mind the moment her fingers gently rubbed his scalp. She had asked him a couple of times to let her touch his hair until he agreed, on the condition that he would stop her at any pulling. He had almost expected her to accidentally do it, but no, her touch was extremely soft, actually pleasant.

It was such that it sent soft tingles down his spine, his body being unusually reactive at this new kind of touch. Her fingertips moved in small circles, leaving a pleasant warmth wherever they moved. He figured he could entertain this a little longer and then give her a reward for trying. He did enjoy the attention she was giving him and the vantage point where he could see her face, looking lovingly at him. He closed his eyes for a second...

...and opened them to meet a dark room.

"Huh?"

He was still on her lap, her hand was resting on his head, unmoving. It took his eyes a couple of seconds to adjust to the lack of lighting, to find the silhouette of Ann, resting against his long chair, the same position as she had been a minute? ago. Except she was fast asleep now.

He rose, hearing his neck pop softly as well as her stirring. He was surprised to find his own body unusually light and refreshed, his head already missing the warmth of her hand. It was a similar sensation to one of his long yoga sessions, but at the same time softer and deeper. He wasn't exactly sure how to describe it, but he felt great. As if he had gotten the best sleep in months, perhaps even years.

"Vil?" she asked, groggily, as she stretched her most likely stiff body. He felt her sitting up, leaning against him. He put an arm around her waist as he picked his phone.

"What happened, Ann?"

The numbers 00:30 greeted him briefly and went black as he turned off the screen.

"You fell asleep," she yawned. "I didn't want you to wake up when it was getting late, but I fell asleep too."

He pressed his lips against her forehead. It was his loss, but he was more than pleased with the outcome. Refreshed and deeply relaxed.

"Get ready," he said, standing up.

"Huh? You're going outside?" she mumbled, sounding more asleep than awake with every minute. He turned on the lights of his chandelier with his magic, dimly lighting the room. He could see her nodding off as he gave her some clothes of his, perfect for sleeping. Of course, he wasn't letting her sleep in her slightly wrinkled uniform.

"We're sleeping properly. Unless you want to go on a midnight run."

She nodded absentmindedly and took off her clothes, as gracefully as someone barely awake could. He helped unclasp her bra and carefully folded every piece of clothing she left by her side. He would gently scold her later, for now she had earned this. Helping her into his bed, he ruffled her hair and covered her with the sheets.

He didn't think he would be able to fall asleep again as he put on his own night clothes, but he could at least enjoy a cuddling session with Ann. As he turned off the lights of the chandelier with a wave of his hand and slipped into his bed, he felt her press slightly against him, mumbling incoherent but affectionate sounding words. Surprisingly, he clung onto her and suddenly found himself falling once more into a deep slumber.

The refreshed feeling didn't fade when he woke up, Ann still out cold because getting her to open her eyes at 6am was a ridiculously hard task. He pressed his lips against her cheek, and smiled to himself as she snuggled against the lingering warmth on his side of the bed when he rose.

He was going to be late to his daily jogging session with Jack, so as much as he wanted to tease and kiss her, it would have to wait.

"You look...different, Vil-senpai, " Jack said as they were doing their cool down exercises.

"Oh?"

"I wasn't sure when we began running today, but I'm sure of it now. It's hard to explain, though."

Vil could see the confusion on Jack's face, as he mused through his words, a smug smile on his face. Even if Jack didn't know much about skin care or appearances, he had good eyes and he would be able to notice the difference Vil himself felt.

"Roi du Poison, you look more marvelous today!" were the first words to come out of Rook's mouth when they met each other in the Pomefiore lobby, once Vil arrived from his jog.

"I am always dazzling, but go on," Vil said, feigning ignorance but extremely attentive to Rook's comments.

"Your every movement has a refreshed vigor and beauty, I could never get tired of watching you."

Vil smiled smugly, as he confirmed his suspicions with the keen eyes of his vice dorm leader. It was quite gratifying to hear he looked as amazing as he felt.

"Does this have to do with our darling Trickster Ann-kun spending the afternoon with you?" Rook asked with a sharp eye and a piercing smile. Vil arched his eyebrows, keeping his smile mysterious. "She certainly has an influence in you. I will not pry further, but I might want to thank our dear Trickster for helping you shine further. Fear not, no one else is aware she is pleasantly resting in your room. I have already sent our kind regards to Monsieur Fuzzball, 5 of the finest tuna cans for letting Trickster Ann-kun spend the night in our Pomefiore."

Vil hummed to himself as he went back to his room. At least Rook wouldn't dare to ask what transpired between him and Ann, and no one else could get any weird ideas. After all, he had a reputation to maintain. Later, Rook would pretend to have brought his girlfriend in the morning for a skin care session. Though it was true she would be getting a skin care session at least.

He was greeted with the sight of her still in dreamland, now on his side of the bed. "Ara ara, aren't you this greedy? Do you want more of me, Ann?" he said as he ran his fingers through her hair.

She groaned, and opened her eyes, meeting his glinting amethyst ones. "Good morning," she mumbled, leaning into his touch.

"You did an excellent job yesterday, Ann. I wasn't so sure of your idea, but I stand corrected." She smiled cheekily at him, extremely proud of herself. Vil smirked. "Now then..." He leaned closer to her ear, blowing softly against it. "I believe you deserve a nice reward for being such a caring girlfriend."

He was sure they would repeat this often from now on.

Thank you for reading!

This was inspired when I read that even Vil’s Seiyuu wanted him to just do nothing. Poor guy overworks himself so much that he really needs some time to just sleep and be pampered, and ofc, who else but Ann to pamper him greatly?

#twisted wonderland #vil schoenheit #vil x mc #twst oc #twst

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