#i know she's an oc and fuck wow i mentioned a lot of oc's but no one has told me they outright hate them yet so *sweats*

[salsflore]

been almost 3 yrs and i am still struggling with the whole mikachi first meeting thing. bye

[sparklingchim]

too hot to handle;m | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

word count: 5.3k

rating: 18+

genre: hockeyplayer!jungkook, richgirlie!oc, brother’s best friend, college!au, fwb

warnings: belly button smoochies !!!!, they banter a lot hihi, oral (m receiving), protected sex, dick slaps on the face 🫢, mentions of underage drinking, spanking, spitting, dirty talk, oc loves reality tv shows & jk just puts up w it, groping, praise, a sprinkle of jealousy😋, INTRODUCING A KITTY CAT !!!! pls she is the cutest <3

summary: pov: it's a hot summer day, and naturally, your brother's best friend can't take his eyes off your scantily clad body.

a/n: wow it's been so long!! but here's a lil summer fic!! love u hope u like it MWAH 😙

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“I can’t believe those people can’t keep their dick in for just a little while.” Jungkook tilts his head in a disapproving way. “There’s so much money at stake and you're risking it just cause you’re horny?”

You silently giggle at the way his brows knit. The judgement that contorts his face is the exact opposite of his earlier claims that he doesn’t care about silly reality tv shows that are obviously pre-arranged and scripted.

“Oh, don’t act like it’d be easy for you.” You poke his calf with your foot. “You’re a very horny person, Jungkook.” You look up at him with your chin resting against his bare chest and give him a pointed look.

His bottom lip juts out as he ponders your words. “I don’t think so,” he finally says.

You gasp in mock surprise, pushing yourself away from with your palms against shoulders. You lie nearly completely on top of him, one leg thrown across his body. “That is a bold statement coming from you.”

Jungkook toys with the strap of your lacy camisole. “Honestly, I think you are hornier than me.”

You blink multiple times. “Me?” You point to yourself. “No, it’s you.” You nudge his bare, husky chest with your nail – you got your nails done for summer, the tips are painted in the cutest pastel colours.

He catches your finger and swiftly interlaces his hand with yours. “Nuh-uh. It’s not me,” he denies. “Who was the one to initiate things between us?”

“That has nothing to do with this,” you argue. “You just never initiated anything because you’re scared of my brother.” A mischievous twinkle unfolds in your eyes. Jungkook should be paid for the obnoxious number of times he has to put up with your bratty ass.

Jungkook rolls his pretty eyes. “I wouldn’t be on his fucking couch cuddling with his sister if I was scared, hm?” He looks across the hallway, pointing with his chin to Taehyung’s room. “Where even is he?”

“I dunno. Said he’d come home late.”

His fingers slip away from yours and he holds his palm against yours.

“You’ve got long fingers,” you say, staring at the size difference.

“Your nails are pretty.” He mindlessly brushes his fingers over them.

You excitedly tap your fingertips against his hand. “I know, right? Thank you!” You lean down and give his belly button a kiss.

“Another one?”

You giggle foolishly, planting another smooch on his tummy. Then you rest your head on his belly and refocus on the show playing on the television.

His palm lies on the small of your back, thumb gently stroking your exposed skin. “You were, like, all over me, though. Last year, I mean.”

“Excuse me?” you turn your head.

“Last year during summer break, when Taehyung and I surprised you.”

“I know what you mean,” you tell him. You drop his hand on his lap, a frown blossoming on your face. “But that was not the case at all.”

Okay, perhaps he is correct – but to your defence, you were struggling with your first real heartbreak around that time and needed a little distraction.

“I just wanted to get the charger and leave,” he argues with a pout, playing all innocent with those damned doe eyes

“No.” You give him an appalled look. “You were literally standing in my room staring at me.”

“Well, I didn’t expect to find you like that.”

“You barged into my room, what were you expe-”

“I didn’t barge into your room,” he clarifies. “Your door was ajar, so I assumed you’d be decent.”

You shake your head disapprovingly. “Knocking is basic etiquette.”

“Whatever,” he sighs and his hand on your back sneaks beneath your top. “You initiated it, though. Practically threw yourself at me.”

You scoff, frowning up at him. “Need a trip down memory lane?”

Jungkook smirks amusedly. His dimple pops out adorably. “What?” He twirls a strand of your hair around his finger. “Wanna show me what we did?”

You roll your eyes, despite your heart skipping a beat. “You wouldn’t last a second on the show.” You tilt your head towards the flat screen tv.

“I have a hot girl in my arms – gonna blame a boy for trying?”

Jungkook clearly knows how to get you. And you hate that he knows when he’s got you. His smile grows bigger and his hand wanders down to your ass, barely covered with your tiny shorts, and delivers a little smack.

“C’mere,” he whispers and pulls you on top of him. “Wanna make you scream louder than you did earlier.”

~

one year ago

For you, summer doesn’t quite begin until it’s the perfect day to lie on the sun lounger in a cute bikini, sipping on a cold drink and bask in the gentle warmth with good music in your ears. It’s the perfect way to relax and unwind.

Lucky for you, today is one of those summer days – just perfect enough to spend the entire day resting by the pool. The sun is high in the sky, casting a warm glow on your skin.

Better than Revenge by Taylor Swift is blasting through your phone while you placidly flip the page of a memoir about love.

As you look up from the book, you notice that your little grey cat Moon has left your lap. She was sunbathing with you, lying flat on her belly with her limbs outstretched, but she must’ve slipped into the house a while ago. You dog ear the page and place the book on the small table beside you.

The sun dances on the water, creating a beautiful mosaic of light and shadow. A little slice of heaven on earth, you think. You love spending time in the backyard. It’s peaceful and tranquil.

And that’s when you hear the patter of feet running across the grass from behind, and before you’re able to realise what’s happening, two bodies jump into the pool, the water splashes everywhere – including you.

“What the-” You shut your eyes closed despite the sunglass perched on the bridge of your nose. Water droplets hit your face. You pull your sunglasses up to your forehead.

Two heads pop out of the water. “Hi.” Jungkook is the first to speak up. He sends a sweet smile in your direction, his hand doing a little wave.

Your heart beats faster at the sight of him. Unthinkingly, you slowly mimic the wave with your hand. Your gaze wanders over to the tattoo wreathing his shoulder, peeking out of the water, and the way the droplets run from his face to his neck before your eyes shift to your brother.

Taehyung is fixing his hair, a huge grin plastered on his face.

“What are you guys doing here?” You grab the towel next to you to dry yourself off. “Isn’t it Thursday? I thought you were coming back on Friday?”

“Surprise!” Your brother yells from the pool. When Taehyung notices the pout on your lips, he gives you a quizzical look. “You’re not happy to see me?” He pushes himself out of the pool and walks over to you.

“I had planned to bake you a cake,” you explain sullenly and stand up.

“A cake? For what?”

“Just a little welcome back cake.” You shrug. “Mum bought me the pink Smeg stand mixer and I wanted to try it out.”

“Well, that’s fine. We could bake together?” He opens his arms, and despite him being wet everywhere, you rush into the hug.

“Missed you,” you mumble into his arm. Immediate comfort surrounds you. "But it’s no fun being in the kitchen with you.”

“Yah.” He shoves you away. “Be grateful that I’m letting you ruin my kitchen with all your stuff.”

“Ruin?” you repeat offended. “As far as I know you barely even have anything in your kitchen – let alone your apartment. I’ll decorate everything really pretty, just trust me.”

Out of the corner of your eye, you notice Jungkook pushing himself out of the pool. Taehyung restricts your sight a little, so you take a subtle step to the side. But the second you have a clear view of Jungkook, you instantly regret it.

His arms have gotten bigger – stronger, buffer, just everything – and the water running down his sculpted body is pitifully failing at making this scene less salivating. Oh, and his thighs. His wet swim shorts cling to them, leaving exactly nothing to the imagination.

You hastily look away when Jungkook catches your eyes.

“You missed me too?” Jungkook chips in, standing next to Taehyung. Jungkook wears a cheeky grin and stretches his arms out.

With faux reluctance, you give in. “I guess,” you mutter and gingerly hug him. Jungkook’s big hands are on your back and you feel the slightest tingle.

“You guess?” he scoffs.

He pulls you back and peers down at you beneath his wet locks. You’re a little blinded by the proximity of his gorgeous face. His piercings twinkle in the sun just like is eyes do when he looks at you.

When his hands clasp your waist, you know exactly what he’s scheming.

“Jungkook, don’t.” You try to push him away, but he obviously won’t budge.

“When are you gonna learn that teasing me by the pool never ends well for you?” He cocks his head.

You feel Taehyung’s hand on your shoulder. “You did this to yourself.”

You huff, trying to plead with your eyes. “Jungkook. I really don’t want to get my hair wet.”

“You don’t want me to throw you into the pool?”

“No.” Your mouth twists into a pout. Maybe he’ll spare you for cuteness. Your hands travel to his arms. Or maybe you can distract him enough to let you go.

“Too bad.” Jungkook throws you over his shoulder with an annoying grin. You kick his back with your fists, but it’s hopeless. “That’s, like, one of my favourite summer activities.”

And then he leaps into the pool with you.

~

You admit, you did indeed have fun goofing around with them in the pool – you're still pissed at Jungkook for tossing you into the water though.

“You’ve been alone the whole day?” Taehyung asks when all three of you are out of the pool.

“Yeah, mum and dad said they’d come home later.”

“Why haven’t you invited someone over?”

“Just wanted to enjoy some me time.” You point to your copy of Everything I Know About Love. “I was reading a little.”

“How are thing with Doyoon? Haven’t heard from him in a while.”

It is a reasonable question, given that you haven’t updated Taehyung on your relationship status for, like, a month now. But you’d rather talk about anything but your ex.

“I don’t know,” you reply indifferently. When you spot little Moon plodding around the garden you swoop her up into your arms. “Have you greeted Moonie yet? She’s missed you.” The tiny grey kitty purrs in your hold.

“I spent like 20 minutes cuddling her in the living room when we got here.” Taehyung pets her under her chin and her purring intensifies. “So, what’s with Doyoon? You two had a fight?”

Jungkook joins the kitty cuddles and gives Moon belly rubs.

“I broke up with him.”

Both boys stop their movements. Moon complains meekly at the sudden lack of petting.

“You broke up with him?” Jungkook asks perplexed.

You’re aware it sounds shocking that the girl with huge separation anxiety and attachment issues broke up with her boyfriend of nearly a year, but that is exactly what you did.

“What did he do?” Taehyung's eyebrows are knitted, flashing you a glowering gaze.

You know he is not mad at you – even though he doesn’t particularly like when you keep things hidden from him – but mad at the fact that someone hurt you and he wasn’t there to protect you.

You just shrug.

“How long ago was that?” Taehyung continues his inquiry.

“Uh, like a month ago or so?” You let Moon hop onto the grass. She immediately goes to rub her head against Jungkook’s leg.

“___, if you want me to-”

“Tae, I’m fine. Really.”

“We’ll talk about this later.” In Jungkook’s direction he says, “I’ll get us some towels.” And then he disappears into the house.

Jungkook steps closer to you, now with Moon in his embrace, and changes the subject. “Watchu been up to?” He pinches your cheek. “Senior year was fine without us?”

Frowning, you shove his arm away. “Believe it or not, but school was actually more peaceful without annoying boys in the hallways.”

Jungkook snorts a laugh at your jab. His dimples popping out distract you a little and all you think about is cute and how badly you want to poke them. But instead, you cross your arms in front of your chest.

“So, everything’s been fine?” he asks. “You’re excited for college? Being roomies with Taehyung?” Jungkook’s eyes shimmer teasingly – how could they not, his doe eyes look the sparkliest around you.

Now, you don’t want to seem rude. But when you thought about moving out and finally having the freedom you had dreamed of for so long, you didn’t reckon with the fact that your parents had already arranged your move out without you. You had tabs of pretty apartments near campus saved on your laptop when your mum nonchalantly asked at dinner a few months ago if Taehyung had already removed the furniture from his guest bedroom so you could furnish it to your liking.

You were a little upset – still are upset, but there's nothing you can do.

It’s a sore subject, so you bite the side of your lip sulkily. “Why? Do you wanna move in? I heard you only got a tiny dorm.” You keep your nose in the air.

“Oh no, I love my apartment. I love having my own space and not having to share it with anyone.” Jungkook shakes his head at your wrong assumption, all innocently. “It’s not big, but perfect for one person.” He shrugs. “Will you be fine with only one room to yourself, princess?” He actually flashes you a smile – taunting you with those sickeningly wicked lips and round eyes – but you just roll your eyes at his silly remark and turn on your heel, sashaying your way back to the sun lounger.

“I’m good.” You pick up your towel from the small table to dry you off. “I’ll be perfectly fine. I don’t think I’ll be home much anyway.” You imitate his smile from just a moment ago. “Wanna have the full college experience.” You think you see his face falter for the tiniest second before he recovers.

“Told Taehyung that too?”

You purse your lips in naivety. “Of course he knows.”

“Oh, yeah?” He quirks his brow. You catch his eyes as they dip down to watch you drying your chest.

You blink. “What do you mean – yeah, of course I told him.” You have to contain your laughter when perplexity falls over Jungkook’s face. “What are you thinking of?” Your head falls sideways, mouth curving upwards.

“No, what are you thinking of?”

“Oh, I’m thinking of spending my time in the library to study, maybe explore some cute cafes nearby to study in – oh, creating study groups and having study buddies would be fun!” you exclaim. “And obviously cheering for Taehyung and you,” – you give him a pointed look – “at your games.” You throw the now damp towel back on the lounger. “What were you thinking of?”

He shakes his head, pouty mouth denying that he was thinking of something else. He’s guilelessly rubbing Moon’s back, who has quickly fallen into a little nap in his arms.

“Cheering us on, hm?”

“Just like old times,” you say. “Think I should apply as a cheerleader again?”

Jungkook toys with his lip ring and you hate when he does it because you already have a hard time not blatantly staring at his mouth as it is.

“You-” He stops abruptly.

“What?” you ask, trying to pull the words from him, the tip of your tongue pressing against your top lip.

“You looked good in your cheerleader uniform.” His eyes dart mindlessly over your body.

A short giggle escapes you. “I know, right? Thank you!” You give him a sweet smile over your shoulder as you walk pass Taehyung, who just stepped outside with two towels in his hand.

“Where’re you going?” Taehyung halts next to you.

“Thought I’d make us some drinks,” you reply.

Taehyung gives you a long stare. “That’s what you’ve been up to the past weeks?”

You wave dismissively. “No, not at all.”

But Taehyung can tell when you lie – can smell it from anywhere. It’s something you hate and love at the same time. Sometimes you just want to be left alone, and sometimes, when your guard is up high, he allows you to feel vulnerable through his endless poking and snooping.

“Maybe a little.” An apologetic smile forms on your mouth, eyes going rounder when you hear Taehyung sigh.

Okay, maybe you did drink a little more than you’d like to admit – you got your heart broken. What’s a girl gonna do? – but never too much. And never when you were on your own. Being drunk alone is no fun.

“I promise it’s not that serious,” you say. Nothing a little crying, cuddles from Moon and journaling at night can’t cure. Your visits at stationery stores have been a tad bit excessive this past month – but for good reason.

His eyes tell you that he’s going to confront you about this later. He nods his head to the kitchen inside. “Don’t go too overboard, yeah?”

“Oh, I’ll make you one of my specialties!”

Taehyung doesn’t join your enthusiasm. Instead, he scowls. “Specialties? ___, when did you-”

You hop into the house, not listening anymore. Once he gets a taste of your drink, his grumpy face will ask for another one instead of grumbling about your recklessness.

~

You don’t know what Taehyung and Jungkook are up to, but you hope they took your advice seriously when you told them to put on sunscreen if they want to spend more time outside.

You’re fresh out of a shower. The steam in your bathroom follows you into your bedroom – despite the hot temperatures, you can’t bring yourself to shower with cold water.

With a fluffy towel around you and your kitty ears headband on, you poke your head into your wardrobe to search for clothes.

You just fetched a cute pair of panties when you hear your door fly open.

“Taehyung needs a charger can you-”

Jungkook immediately shuts up.

Your panties slip from your fingers. His eyes move aimlessly over your body until he realises what he’s doing. Flustered, he turns his head around and sees the door wide open. Jungkook quickly closes it, and you don’t know why – maybe he doesn’t want anyone seeing you like this, you think he mentioned earlier that Namjoon was gonna come over too, or maybe he doesn’t want someone seeing him in this untimely situation.

Your cheeks feel on fire. “He needs a phone charger?” you ask when he shifts his gaze back at you.

“Yeah.” You almost giggle at the way he tries not to look down at your body. He already had trouble with that in the backyard.

You pad through your room to find your charger.

“I’m not sure where I put it.” You feel his eyes on you and inevitably, your entire body gradually starts feeling hot. You bend down to take a peek under your bed, tightly holding the towel in front of your chest to keep it from sliding down, but you come up empty-handed.

Jungkook clears his throat. “You know – I think he’ll be fine. If he doesn’t find his I can get mine from home.”

Returning to him, you quickly snatch your panties from the ground and throw them back into your wardrobe.

“Maybe I left it in the living room,” you say, eyes trailing over his bare chest. If he’s not subtle about staring, you won’t be either.

“I’ll tell him to look there.”

You nod. And he nods. But no one moves.

“That looks cute.” He nods towards your headband.

“Oh.” You touch the soft material of your headband. “Thank you.”

“I probably should head back.”

“You really want to leave?”

That elicits a surprised snort from him. “Do you want me to stay?” His eyebrows shoot up.

“I dunno.” You toy with the front of your towel. “Maybe?”

The crooked smile that appears on his face gives you the last push. You’ve got Jungkook alone in your room in nothing but his swim shorts – you'd be a fool not to try.

His eyes are locked on your fingers playing with your towel. Jungkook takes a step towards you. When he raises his tatted arm and gently outlines the curve of your waist with his fingertip, you let go of your towel. With a dull thud it pools around your feet.

“I-” Jungkook is speechless as he stares at your exposed body His doe eyes are wider than you’ve ever seen them. He averts his gaze to your face, pointing his thumb to the door. His mouth parts, but no words come past them.

“Don’t leave.” A little frown scrunches your face. “Do you want to leave?”

“We shouldn’t-” Jungkook shakes his head, eyes furtively glimpsing at your body again before lifting them up. “You sure?” he asks. “You want this?” Hesitantly, his tongue fiddles with his piercing.

You nod and reach for his hand, grabbing a few fingers to drag him closer to you.

“You want this?” he repeats. “Need you to say it. Please.” He’s staring deep into your eyes and you see the desire and restraint striving against each other in his. His question lingering in the air controls his mixed emotions.

“I want this.” You tug him even closer.

His longing glances are all over you – he can’t seem to dwell too long on one curve, he needs to memorise it all.

“Fuck it,” he whispers. And then he cups your jaw, roughly going in for a messy kiss.

You stumble a few steps back, but Jungkook catches you, his fingers dip into the soft skin of your waist. A sigh from you mingles into the kiss. You didn’t think kissing Jungkook would feel so good. But his lips are ridiculously smooth, and he moves his mouth in a fashion that has you yearning for more. Your hands vanish in his hair, teasingly pulling at his damp locks.

He pulls back, breathing heavy. “This is so wrong.” He nuzzles his head into your neck.

“He won’t know.” When you feel his teeth sinking into your skin, you yank him back. “He will if you're gonna suck hickeys on me.”

“You just taste so fucking good,” he mumbles.

You pepper kisses along his jaw before you slowly sink on your knees. The bulge in his shorts stares right at you. Giddy sparks flash through your eyes while you look up at Jungkook.

“You’re not doing this because you drank, right?” His knuckles brush over your cheek.

“Huh?” you feel dizzy, little pink hearts swell up in front of your eyes, the longer you stare into his dreamy face. When you register his question, you deny it with a strong shake of your head. “I’m not drunk.”

He tips your chin up. “You promise?”

“I didn’t put anything in my drink,” you assure him. “I promise.”

With a smile playing on your lips, you place a kiss on his belly button before pulling down his swim shorts. The pink hearts grow even bigger when his cock pops out. It’s a pretty cock – veiny and thick, his tip glistening with a teeny tiny dab of pre-cum. You’ve never been more excited to put a dick in your mouth.

You have one palm around his cock and guide his head to your mouth. You stick your tongue out and sweep it over his slit. The muscles on his abdomen tense. Even the slightest reactions from him excites you, cheeks turning warm in eagerness.

A breathy moan escapes Jungkook at the feeling of your warm lips wrapped around his head and his fingers slide over your kitty ears headband to the back of your head. You like the feeling of his hand on you. It elicits a tingly sensation in your tummy. You take more of him, relaxing your throat as you go.

“Good girl.” His hushed praise has wetness pooling between your thighs. Your fist curled around his cock tightens fleetingly.

More quiet moans fill the room as you bob your head, tongue swirling around his length. You pull off his dick with a lewd sound and pump his cock while you suck on his balls. Jungkook’s head falls back, flaunting his pretty throat you’d die to adorn with your love bites all over.

Dragging your lips over his cock again, his palm pushes your head forward. Almost his entire length vanishes in your mouth and the corner of your eyes start shimmering with tears.

“Fuck, that’s right.” He holds you there, savouring the feeling of your lips pulled taut around his swollen cock. “Taking my cock so good.” When you retract with a gag, his thumb brushes your tear away. “But still too big, huh?”

“You wanna teach me how to take all of it?” You bat your eyes.

Jungkook grins, flashing you his bunny teeth. He glides his tip over your plush lips and to your cheek. “Think you could take it all?”

“If you teach me well enough.” Your palms rest against his muscular thighs. You squeeze them and your mouth turns round in awe of their firmness.

He taps his cock on your face a couple times. “Another time, princess. Just wanna fuck your mouth right now.” Jungkook presses his dick on your mouth. “Open.”

With his cock back in your mouth, he starts moving his hips. He doesn’t force his cock in too far, just enough to have you teary eyed.

“Scoot over there.” His voice his husky as he pulls his dick from your mouth, it distracts you a little from what he’s instructed you to do until Jungkook nudges your shoulder and nods his chin to the back. You crawl backwards on your knees, palms on his thighs. When he’s satisfied, he leans in for a short kiss and you kneel comfortably on the plush carpet beneath you.

He strokes himself, eyebrows drawn together as he ogles your body through his hooded eyes. You could sit here for hours watching him play with himself. He’s just so hot. You love watching hot men do anything.

“Wanna fuck you,” he rasps, words laced with thick, deep lust. He pushes his hair back before it falls prettily into his face. “Can I fuck you?”

Unbeknownst to him, you would do anything he asked you to do now.

When you raise to your feet Jungkook asks, “Can you keep quiet?”

Offence is written on your face as you pad to your nightstand. “Don’t worry. This isn’t the first time I’ve snuck a boy into my room.”

“Who would’ve thought you’re such a dirty girl, hm?” He snatches the condom from your drawer before you can reach for it. He’s practised in tearing the wrapper open and rolling it over his cock. “Bend over your desk for me.”

You prop yourself up on your elbows, arching your back for him. He shoves two fingers up your pussy and you have to bite down your lip to stifle a moan.

“So wet for me already.” Jungkook curls his fingers, and you can’t believe how fast he has your thighs trembling.

Withdrawing his fingers, he aligns his tip to your entrance. Jungkook gradually sinks his cock into you.

“Fuck, you’re big,” you whine, brows pinched together.

“You can take it.” Jungkook moves his hips while his fingers grip your ass, kneading the supple flesh. “Your pussy feels so fucking good – fuck.”

Jungkook fucks you fast – fucks you good, you think you already feel your high building up. He sneaks his around your body, pressing his palm on your tummy.

“You like this?” He puts pressure with his hand and your walls clamp around his cock. A moan escapes you. “Good girl,” he coos. “Wanna make you cum for me.”

“Don’t stop – please don’t stop,” you pant, shutting your eyes closed. Your elbows give in and you rest your arms on the desk.

Jungkook’s cock feels undeniably good, rubbing against your sweet spot and making you see stars while you uncontrollably utter tiny moans.

“Gonna cum around my cock?” Jungkook hand collides against your butt. “Be a good girl and cum for me.”

Your climax consumes you in lightning speed. It swamps your wholly, tears well up in your eyes. Your legs are wobbly, but Jungkook has a safe hand around you.

“That’s a good girl,” he whispers.

His hand on your tummy flies up to your tits, rolling them around in his palm while relentlessly fucking you through your high.

“Has any sneaky link made you cum this fast before?” His voice is tinted in something you can’t quiet pinpoint. It’s deep, fierce.

“Nu-uh.” You’re dizzy and breathless, can’t think straight.

“Good.” He lands a smack on your ass.

His breathing intensifies, cock throbbing in your pussy. Pressing his forehead against your shoulder blade, his husky moans fill your ear. Your eyes roll. There’s nothing hotter than men moaning – especially when it’s Jungkook.

With a final thrust he spills his cum inside the condom. He exhales shakily and the tiniest whine falls from his lips. “Fuck.” Both his hands run over the slope of your ass. Jungkook plants a thoughtless kiss on the nape of your neck. “Fucking you might be my favourite now.”

“Found a new favourite summer activity besides throwing me into the pool?” You smile tiredly, peering over your shoulder.

“No – I’m talking favourite activity in general.” He absent-mindedly roams his palms across your back and down to your butt.

A giddy feeling unfurls in your chest. “Well, don’t tell Tae that.”

“Fuck, I should head downstairs.” Jungkook pulls his cock out, coaxing a little whine from you “You have a bin here?”

“In my bathroom.”

While Jungkook gets rid of the condom, you wrap yourself up in the towel again. You need another shower before putting on clothes.

When he steps out, he quickly throws on his swim shorts. “You gonna take a shower?”

“Yeah...need to fix this.”

Genuine confusion spreads on his face. “You look pretty.” With an endearing smile, dimples out and doe eyes sparkling he adds, “Always.”

Something really tightly wraps around your heart. “Thanks.” Your teeth sink into your bottom lip to stop your smile from growing.

The doorbell rings downstairs.

“Oh, is that Joon?” you ask joyfully. “I need him to recommend me some books again! I missed him so much.”

“He has a girlfriend,” Jungkook tells you.

You frown. You’re not stupid – obviously you know he has one. You’ve seen the pictures he shared on his Instagram stories. What kinda guy goes to a ceramic painting place? That was obviously a date.

“I know.”

When Namjoon’s loud voice screaming for Jungkook reaches your ears, your tummy churns.

“You need to leave.” You push Jungkook towards the door. He opens it and swiftly walks out.

“Hey, Namjoon, is that you?” Jungkook yells.

As you watch Jungkook leave your room, you want him back immediately. It feels unfair to get a taste of what his kisses and touches feel like only to have them taken away.

But deep down you know you two can’t repeat this. You wouldn’t be able to keep it from your brother. Eventually, Taehyung would figure it out.

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pt 1 & pt 2 here <3

[ily-sunghoon]

The Omen of Sterling | CHAPTER IV

Pairing : vampire!enha x fem!oc

Genre of this chapter : vampire, disgusting little smut scene with jungwon

POV : Author’s

Words count : 5.2k

WARNINGS : MDNI!!! food, blood drinking, pussy eating, nipple play, period cycle, curses, mentioned of kms, kinda power abuse, enha are simps, fighting, witchcraft, DO NOT PROCEED IF UNCOMFORTABLE lmk if I missed anything

Note : PHEEEEEWWWW FIRST SMUT CHAPTER! the smut scene is really short, but! enjoy! ALSO, TWO NEW CHARACTERS WOOHOOO <3 feel free to ask if you have confusion about anything! (dont ask me when will this end)

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CHAPTER IV: BLOODY NIGHT

Wilhelmina is in a good mood today, she’ll be back at her uncle’s mansion! Her favorite place ever, because everyone in the castle is not fun. Here in the mansion, they’ve got Ricardo and Jasper who are just as weird as her. Now, she heard that the new girl is also a fun person too! She can’t wait to meet her!

A little bit contrast for the seven vampires, Wilhelmina is like a thunderstorm. Sure, she keeps the house lively! But no one would deny the chaos that she would be making every five minutes is kind of difficult to handle.

“Tell me what happened while I’m gone. In full. Where is the new girl? I want to meet her.” Wilhelmina demands Jasper.

“Good timing, she’s in your uncle’s office.” Jasper grins.

“Oh! What chapter did I miss?” Wilhelmina smirks at the hinted statement.

“A lot! Go barge in, you’ll see for yourself.” Jasper whispered.

Wilhelmina walks upstairs to Jestel’s office with Jasper.

“I’ll wait here.” Jasper informed. Stopping right next to a vase.

Wilhelmina nods and storms uninvited. She clearly could see the way Jestel was so drooling over the new girl.

“Wilhelmina, how many times—” Jestel sighed at her behavior.

“GOOD MORNING! Hi, I’m Wilhelmina. I’m so glad we finally meet each other!” Wilhelmina smiles widely at Iolana.

“Hi! I’m Iolana. I heard about you from Jestel and Ricardo a lot!” Iolana smiles back, she gave her a smile that she didn’t give to any of those guys. A genuine, warm smile.

Jestel froze when he saw her smiling like that.

“My room is on the 4th floor! Please visit me if you have spare time. Or I can visit you! We can go shopping, gossiping, do each other’s hair—oh, wait! WOW! You have short hair, that’s rare!” Wilhelmina is shocked. She had never seen any girl with mid-length hair like Iolana before.

“Wilhelmina, manners.” Jestel reminded her.

“I apologize, Iolana. I was just curious!”

“It’s okay! My brother accidentally cut it during our duels.” Iolana answered, still with her warm smile. She feels safe around Wilhelmina, there’s no bad vibes from her.

“Are you planning to grow it?”

“Of course! Wouldn’t want to get some mouths on my new society.” Iolana giggled.

“Fuck them, you’re very cool!” Ricardo was right, Iolana gets along with Wilhelmina really well.

“Wilhelmina, watch the language.” Jestel reminds her again. “Get out, you’re disturbing our discussion.”

“Oh, my my! Iolana, you must be special. He hates discussion, let alone with a new girl that he just met.” Wilhelmina giggled. She loves teasing everyone in the house, especially her uncle. It gave her a sense of control and it’s fun.

“Don’t listen to her, Iolana.” Jestel tries to convince Iolana otherwise.

“You can ask everyone, Iolana. I might be a trouble, but I never lie.” Wilhelmina laughed this time. Surely Jestel can’t beat that statement, Iolana knows that it’s the truth.

“Are you done, Wilhelmina?” Jestel is panicking.

“He gave her his blood.” Jasper added, bursting into the room.

“Really, Jasper?” Jestel is frustrated right now.

“What does that mean?” Iolana plays dumb.

“Well, somebody is ready to settle down! Eager, aren’t we?” Wilhelmina is enjoying this. “Iolana, you’re truly special. Blood is a big deal around here.”

“Really?”

“Not necessarily!” Jestel panicked again.

“It’s the biggest love form for us Kroshoviens. Hope that helps!” Wilhelmina is giggling nonstop.

“Oh! Even if they mix the blood with somebody else’s blood too?”

“Well, they’re all confessing to you then.” Jasper shrugged his shoulder. “Who’s the other boys?”

“Saine, Jusarlie, and Sarco.”

“Sarco?!” They stopped for a second. “Sarco gave his blood to you?”

“Yes, yesterday after dinner.” Iolana explained.

“This is so fun!” Wilhelmina eyes lit up in excitement. “Hope you can handle the intensity, Iolana!”

“Wait, Wilhelmina, could you explain it again to me? I’m kind of puzzled here.” Iolana played her part.

“That would be my pleasure! Let’s go to your room, I’ll explain further.”

“Iolana, she might add a few lies.” Jestel warned her again.

“No, Wilhelmina never lie.” Jasper shoos them away.

“Bye, Uncle Jestel! Bye, Jasper!” Wilhelmina hugs Iolana’s arm and walks to the 3rd floor together while chatting.

Jestel is visibly bothered.

“Look who’s in a lovestruck now.” Jasper laughed at Jestel’s expression.

“I could handle those other two, but Sarco? Really?” Jestel faked a deep sigh.

“Don’t you think you should start to listen to Idris? None of his omen are proven wrong, especially for this girl.” Jasper gives him simple advice.

“Maybe I should, it is hard to believe this sometimes.”

—

“Wilhelmina, are you not bothered by my scent?” Iolana asked her when they reached the 3rd floor.

“Oh, it only works for the opposite gender! I feel comfortable with you even though you’re a sweet-scented human!” Wilhelmina explained.

“Do they just want my blood…? I don’t know who to trust right now.” Iolana frowned.

“Hey, it’s okay. I feel you, it must be very overwhelming. Take it easy, Iolana. I personally think that they’re in real lovestruck.” Wilhelmina waits for Iolana to open her bedroom door.

They walk in and sit on the bed.

“So… about the blood confession? I don’t know… could you explain more?” Iolana asked politely.

“Basically, if they give you, their blood. It means they’re consenting to you to call upon them whenever you want and need. Hence why we see it as the greatest form of love. It’s not common for one to give their blood so easily to someone they just knew. That’s why I called you special.” Wilhelmina explained.

“Is it that serious?”

“Yes! Only engaged and married people usually do that thing to each other. So, sum it up by yourself.” Wilhelmina laughed. “They’re so in love with you, they think you’re the one for them.”

“This is a bad thing, then?” Iolana gulps.

“Depends on how you look at it, me personally, it’s so fun! You can just summon them as you wish. How fun is that?” Wilhelmina tries to make Iolana see the bright and fun side.

“Whenever, huh?” Iolana nods and smirks.

“That’s the spirit!” Wilhelmina knew Iolana hides something mischievous behind those shy smiles. “Don’t you want to try to summon one of them?”

“Sure! Who should I call?” Iolana is confused.

“Call my uncle.”

“Okay, let’s try.” Iolana is giggling. She tries to focus herself while taking a deep breath. “Jestel, I need you.”

In a second, Jestel teleported in her room. He looks confused.  “Iolana, did she ask you to do that?”

“We just want to try!” Iolana defends Wilhelmina who’s smugly grins at Jestel now.

“Okay, next time do it only if you need me, alright?” Jestel tried to be as soft-spoken as he could. It’s a funny scene to watch for Wilhelmina.

“Okay, Jestel.” Iolana puts up her innocent gaze.

“I’ll get going.” Jestel nods and walks out from her room.

Wilhelmina laughed loudly as Jestel had already walked up the stairs. “You’re so good at acting sweet, you should teach me.”

“The key is in the eyes. Just make it bigger, full of hope, and blink a few times, you know. Like this.” Iolana gives her an example. “Always work on men.”

“Let me try, let me try.” Wilhelmina closes her eyes, preparing to try the sweet-looking eyes method. She opens her eyes, giving it an essence of hope, and blinks a few times. “Like this?”

“Yes, that’s perfect!” Iolana claps her hand, proud of Wilhelmina. Girlhood is so fun.

“I’m going to use it against Jasper.” Wilhelmina mumbled to herself.

Iolana gives her a smug grin, “You like him, don’t you?”

“No, no, no! No way, right?” Wilhelmina’s nervous chuckles are enough evidence of her real feelings toward Jasper.

“Sure! No way, right?” Iolana mocks her.

“Don’t tell anyone! You’re the first to know!” Wilhelmina whispered.

“Let’s just hope Saine isn’t in his room right now.” Iolana whispered back.

A knock on the door made them jump. “Iolana, it’s me.”

Oh, lord. It’s Saine.

“Speaking of the devil.” Iolana laughed. “Come in, Saine.”

Saine walks in with a sweet smile, but it fades away immediately when he sees Wilhelmina. “Oh, my vamp, it’s you.”

“You gave your blood to her, right?” Wilhelmina strikes back. “That’s so sweet of you, Saine.”

Saine swifts uncomfortably, “Uh, yes. Anyways, I’m going for a walk in the town. Do you want to join me, Iolana?”

“Sure! Can we invite Wilhelmina too?” Iolana is in her innocent mask again.

“Sure.” Saine nods. Praying to every deity and his ancestors that he could think of right now.

“I’ll go ask Jasper.” Wilhelmina smiles at Iolana, then smirks at Saine. “Jaspeeer!”

“Stop screaming, I could hear you perfectly without all the screams.” Jasper shows up immediately at Iolana’s door.

“Relax, soulmate. Let’s join Iolana and Saine for a walk.” Wilhelmina chuckled.

“Sure, let’s go. I’m ready.” Jasper nods.

“Okay, our first stop is my father. He made a special necklace for Iolana. We should grab it first, I’m sure it can hide her sweet scent.” Saine smiles warmly at Iolana.

—

Holstein crouched in front of the last Sterling that he could bring here alive. Fortunately for him, it’s Tama Sterling! The eldest son of Tearle. Luckily, Tama survived his own suicide. So, here he is! Lying on the special prison’s floor, helpless, out of energy, hungry maybe? He’s also very angry. Only if he is a vampire, they’ll be dead by now.

“Is your sister alive?” Holstein asked.

Tama remained silent.

“She’s important to me.” Holstein said again. “She might be the one.”

“Over my dead body.” Tama mocks him.

“You’re so hard to talk to, just like Jestel. I’m sure Iolana is just like me. Easy to talk to, cold-headed, and not stingy.” Holstein scoffed. “Don’t worry, Tama. You’ll be a vampire soon.”

That can’t be happening, what are their plans now?

“Without your memory too, isn’t it sweet? You’re going to be our little dangerous weapon.”

“I’d rather die.”

“You don’t get to choose here.” Holstein hits Tama’s head, not enough to make him die, but enough to knock him out.

—

Iolana stands up and hugs Saine’s arm. Ready for the quick speed she’s going to face. They’re instantly gone in a second, it takes fifteen seconds to get to the Cairneye’s Mansion. Iolana never realized how far it was. Maybe yesterday she was really enjoying the view.

“Papa!” Saine shouts for his father.

“My ears,” Idris acts like his ears are hurt by Saine’s voice.

“Whatever, where is the pendant?” Saine is fed up with Idris’ playfulness.

“Oh, there’s a few things that I need to tell you. Are you sure these two can keep their mouth shut?” Idris points at Jasper and Wilhelmina.

“Guys, get ou—” Saine was interrupted by Iolana.

“They can stay. I trust them.” Iolana calmly answered.

“Are you sure?” Idris frowned.

“I have their secrets, it’s good.” Iolana tilts her head a little bit.

“Woah, what is my secret?!” Jasper is panicking.

“She’ll tell you later, now Uncle Idris tell us.” Wilhelmina glares at Jasper.

“Well, Iolana. Get ready to be hex!” Idris tells the news like it’s a birthday party, full smile, little claps. This man is crazy.

“Idris, slow down.” You can see Iolana is slightly panicking. “What did I do?”

“It’s not a you problem, it’s Slevado.” Idris laughed. “As usual.”

“Ugh, those bitches.” Iolana couldn’t hide her hatred toward that nation. “What did they have in mind this time?”

“First of all, do you know this?” Idris holds a necklace in front of her face, for her to see clearly.

“That’s… how did you… is my brother alive?” Iolana is out of words. The necklace was Tama’s. He always wears it wherever he goes. It’s his treasure.

“He might be alive, I’m not sure. Can you sense him? It took a lot of energy for someone to transfer their real time vision to me, let alone letting me grab a thing. He’s a great wizard.” Idris complimented Iolana’s brother.

Iolana doesn’t say a thing, she holds the pendant of that necklace and focuses her energy to find her brother.

“We found you in the woods. We don’t know who turned you into a vampire, but you’re safe here with us.” It looks like they’re having a feast. Tama is right there, sitting next to Holstein.

“I’m thirsty.” Tama looks miserable.

“I know, drink as much as you want.” The heir of Slevado is such a sweet talker. It scares Iolana off.

“You’re all so kind to me, what do you want from me?” Well, Tama is still Tama after all. Straight to the point and couldn’t trust people easily.

“Nothing! You can live here, this is your new home.”

Tama stares at him blankly. “Why?”

“You’re strong, you knocked out my guards. That’s why I decided to bring you here, to my castle.”

“You want me to be your guard?”

“No, we just want to give you a better life. That way you can explore more of your powers. We just want to help you.”

“Okay.” Tama is still not very friendly.

The vision ended. Iolana drops to the floor slowly after she witnessed all that. Saine holds her arms, he feels sad for her. She doesn’t deserve any of this.

“Turn me into a vampire.” Iolana said helplessly. “I’m your only chance.”

“Iolana, take a deep breath. What do you mean?” Wilhelmina crouched down.

“If they’re going to strike Krashoviel with Tama as a vampire. None of you will survive. Tama is a lot stronger than me.” Iolana explained.

“How strong was he as a human?” Saine asked, hoping that Iolana could provide a specific detail.

“As strong as Ricardo, but heartless.”

They gulp in unison. Ricardo is young, but he’s already almost as strong as Jestel. Maybe it’s all because of Sarco’s hard training, but since he’s young… he still follows his heart sometimes. He often lets emotion take over him.

“He might be stronger than Sarco now… with the fact that he’s also a new vampire as well.” Idris strokes his chin. “Where were you guys going?”

“Just a walk to see the town.” Saine answered.

“Cancel it, we need to do an urgent meeting.” Idris said calmly. “All of us.”

—

The palace is nervous, Idris said he will bring Iolana to the meeting today. How the table has turned, vampire fears a mere little human. Such a funny scene to watch.

“What do you think just happened?” Odelia asked Jestel.

“Another vision, maybe.” Jestel guessed. “He’s your son, you should know better.”

“They’re here.” Sarco said, standing up to greet Idris and the people that he brings to the meeting.

Idris opened the door and let his son, Wilhelmina, and Jasper enter the room first. Meanwhile, he enters the room alongside Iolana. Anyone who studied the art of people’s aura will definitely notice the flame and shadow competing to take over Iolana’s aura. The whole room are terrified. It’s so suffocating.

“Iolana, what happened?” Jestel asked her gently.

Idris let Iolana make the announcement. “My brother, Tama Sterling, has been kidnapped by Slevado. They turned him into a vampire just recently. You need to turn me into one too. I’m your only hope.”

“How so, my child?” Sullivan asked Iolana. Genuinely curious as to why she’s their only hope.

“They brainwashed Tama. It’s not good, Tama is far stronger than me even as a human. He will end you without any difficulties as a fresh vampire.”

“Do you know the possibility of his power right now?” Sarco asked.

“Do you know my grandfather? Thessio Sterling?”

“Oh, I’d rather not. I agree, turn her into a vampire.” Sullivan had a war flashback from that name alone.

“Is he that strong?” Wilhelmina is clueless.

“He’s dead and grandpa still has goosebumps just by hearing his name. What do you think?” Jestel asked Wilhelmina.

“Well, one of you should be Iolana’s host vamp then.” Wilhelmina nods.

“It’s not that simple. She needs to bond first.” Odelia is opposed to that idea. “Iolana, I’ll give you time to choose until Jestel’s birthday party.”

“Jestel’s birthday party? Do you want us dead, Odelia?” Sullivan sees this as an emergency.

“No, we must wait. Let her choose. Who wants to be his host vamp?” Odelia knows what’s going on.

Jestel, Jusarlie, Saine, Sarco, and Hiael raised their hands.

“Oh, my vamp.” Ricardo mumbled under his breath.

“What the fuck are you doing, Hiael?” Jestel yelled.

“What?” Hiael seems unbothered.

“Put your goddamn hand down.” Jestel couldn’t believe this.

“I was just answering Your Majesty’s question. I’m not going to be some ambitious Iolana’s chaser like you and the others.”

“Then put your hand down, don’t make this more complicated than it already is.” Saine tries to stay collected.

“I was just being honest?”

“See?” Odelia turns to her father.

“Iolana, I’ll guide you to choose a host vamp. Feel free to ask about anything. I’ll provide you with my information.” Idris said to Iolana.

“Sarco, I want you to train Iolana to be as strong as you in her human form.” Odelia ordered.

“Are you sure?” Idris is concerned. “As strong as Jestel would be enough.”

“We need someone who’s stronger than Tama, we can’t let anything out of control.” Odelia explained. “Do you copy, Sarco?”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

—

Dinner time is almost ready, Iolana is in the bathroom. Preparing herself. Well, today is not nice to her apparently. She sees fresh blood on her panties. This is the least thing that she needs right now. Iolana panicked, she didn’t know what to do. She quickly changed her panties and washed the blood stained one.

“Iolana, let’s go.” Jusarlie’s voice makes her gulp.

“Jusarlie… tell Jestel and the others… my menstrual cycle is here.” Iolana holds the door with her body, just in case Jusarlie lost control.

“Shit.” Jusarlie panicked. “Wait, I’ll tell them. Don’t open the door to anyone before we gather here.”

For half a minute, she waits there patiently. Afraid of what could come for her.

“Iolana, it’s us.” Their voices somehow calmed her down. “Don’t open the door just yet. We could lose control.”

“What should I do?” Iolana is scared.

“Wilhelmina will take you to the basement’s bedroom. You should stay there for a few days.” Jestel explained. “It has triple protection door. You should be safe there.”

“T-triple?” Iolana was surprised by that.

“Yes, three iron doors. So, we can’t come in easily.” Jestel answered. “Why did it come faster than it should be?”

“Probably because I’m stressed.” Iolana took a guess. “I’m sorry to bother you, guys.”

“It’s okay, it’s not your fault.” Jestel reassured her. “Okay, we’ll be out of the house for a bit. You listen to Wilhelmina, okay?”

“Okay. Thank you.”

“Take care of her, Wilhelmina.” Saine taps his cousin’s shoulder.

They are out from the house, along with the butlers, maids, and guards. Waiting outside, while Iolana is being moved from her room to the basement.

“Iolana, let’s go.” Wilhelmina said gently.

Iolana opens the door slowly.

“Oh, wow. They would lose their mind if they were here. Come, quick.” Wilhelmina brought Iolana’s bag.

Iolana clings to Wilhelmina and they go to the basement in a second.

“Alright, I’ll explain fast. Every mealtime, they will give you food through this little food elevator. Remember to not open the iron door. It’s there for a reason. Jestel has prepared this room especially just for you, so I guess everything is here? If there’s anything you need, just talk through telepathy. You’ll figure it out. You’re a Sterling.” Wilhelmina smiles. “I’ll go. The door will be locked once I get out, only you can unlock it afterwards.”

“Thank you, Wilhelmina.” Iolana nods.

“Alright, you take care right here.” Wilhelmina waves before closing the ordinary door. Iolana could hear the iron door closing one by one while Wilhelmina walks out.

The basement’s bedroom is not bad, a good place even. Sure, it’s smaller than the original bedrooms, but it’s enough for Iolana. She began to unpack her things, praying that her menstrual cycle wouldn’t last long.

Meanwhile, the dining room is unbelievably quiet. Everyone tries their best to focus on their food and drink.

“Her scent. I’m going insane.” Jusarlie’s eyes dart to the secret door that Wilhelmina and Iolana pass through earlier.

“Yeah, tell me something I don’t know.” Saine is doing the same thing.

“Hold yourself together.” Jestel told them.

Sarco seems like he’s not listening, though. He’s done eating. Now his eyes keep staring at that secret door.

“Sarco.” Ricardo tries to call him. No response.

“Sarco?” Wilhelmina is worried now.

Sarco is gone in the blink of an eye. They were all panicking and rushed to the basement. They felt great relief when they saw Sarco is just standing in front of the first layer of iron door.

“Iolana, summon me if you need me. I know you’re in pain. I could help.” Sarco sounds so tempting for Iolana.

“Sarco?” Iolana replied hesitantly.

“Yes, just remember that you can summon me whenever you want.”

“Iolana, don’t listen to him.” Saine scoffed. “Summon me, instead. I know you better than him. We shop together, remember?”

“You’re high, let’s go.” Wilhelmina tried to drag Sarco and Saine out of there. “Do not summon any of those guys, Iolana. They’re not in their right state of mind.”

“Sarco…” Iolana whimpers loud enough for them to hear.

Oh.

That awakens something inside them. Something deeper. It crossed the line, it’s unethical. It’s something primal.

“Iolana, summon me if you need help. You know the words, Darling. You did it once yesterday, you can do it.” Jestel bangs on the iron door.

“Iolana, I could bring you your favorite novels. Just summon me, okay?” Jusarlie is also banging at the door.

“Jusarlie?” Iolana did leave the book that she’s currently reading.

“Iolana, you need me, right?” Sarco looks so desperate right now. That is surely not on anyone’s bingo list.

“Iolana, go to sleep. Don’t listen to them.” Wilhelmina keeps her sane, to be honest. Iolana is close to summoning one of them.

She knows it’s wrong, but at the same time it feels very right. She needs one of them. Menstrual hormone messes up with her.

“My vamp, I need to call Idris.” Wilhelmina faked a deep sigh. “Jasper, help me.”

“Let’s go.” Jasper nods, they immediately go to Idris as fast as they could.

Idris, who’s currently busy with customers, is puzzled by their sudden appearance.

“Wilhelmina, Jasper, what’s wrong?” Idris stopped stirring his pot.

“Iolana is in her menstrual cycle, and we couldn’t get the four of them away from the basement’s door.” Wilhelmina informed Idris.

“Bloody hell, couldn’t it pick a better time? I’ll be there in a minute, keep an eye on them.” Idris nods at them. They rushed back to the mansion while Idris excuse himself to the guests, “Could you wait for maybe ten minutes? I need to take care of something. Vampz in love, you know.”

“Sure! We could wait, Sir Idris. Take your time.”

Idris smiled at the guests and rushed himself to Jestel’s mansion. He goes straight to the basement and found an uncomfortable scene. Jestel, Jusarlie, Saine, and Sarco are practically begging. Beyond desperate to open the iron door.

“Collect yourself.” Idris goes to his son first, he slaps him a few times. Not working. Saine is still high. “This is what you get from giving your blood so generously to someone you just met.”

“Is this normal?” Jasper is curious.

“Yes, this is normal, if Iolana is a vampire. Well, unfortunately for us, she isn’t a vampire. Yet.” Idris sighed. “They’ll riot if we drag them upstairs. I’ll knock them out. Ricardo, Jasper, Hiael, help me transport them to the living room.”

Idris began to knock them up one by one with just a touch on their nape. Idris is indeed scary.

The others do what Idris said earlier, they’re now gathering in the living room. Idris sealed access to the basement for the four of them.

“When will they wake up?” Jasper asked.

“A minute from now, two minutes maximum.” Idris sighed again. “This is troublesome, we have to turn her into a vampire as soon as possible.”

Saine opens his eyes. His head is dizzy as he tries to sit. “What happened?”

“You were high, you dumb fuck.” Wilhelmina scolds him.

“Oh, I remember now.” Saine nods. “Is she okay?”

“She’s fine as long as she doesn’t interact with any of you lovestruck heads.” Wilhelmina scoffed again.

Jestel and Sarco are slowly opening their eyes too.

“Did I drink too much? What happened?” Jestel had no idea as well.

“You were high due to Iolana’s amazing scent.” Jasper laughed.

“Really?”

“Why do you think I need to call Idris here?” Wilhelmina scoffed.

“Oh, I apologize.” Jestel giggled.

“Iolana, please! You need me, Iolana. I could help you.” Ricardo mocks them.

“I didn’t say that.” Sarco shook his head.

“I am not even exaggerating anything, ask Hiael.” Ricardo is fed up.

“He’s right.” Hiael nods.

“Iolana.” Jusarlie sit straight, making the others surprised by his sudden move.

“Is he still high?” Ricardo looks confused.

“Iolana needs me.” Jusarlie said before completely disappeared in front of their eyes.

“ABSOLUTELY NOT.” Idris panicked. He rushed to the basement to check if Jusarlie teleported or walked. Wilhelmina and Jasper follow him along.

Their hearts dropped when they saw the basement was empty. Iolana summoned Jusarlie.

Iolana summoned Jusarlie.

“Iolana! Iolana! Don’t be ridiculous now!” Wilhelmina panicked, banging at the door. “Iolana! What are you doing?”

“She’s in good hands.” They could hear Jusarlie’s low chuckle from behind the doors.

Idris couldn’t say anything. He was speechless. He went back upstairs, hugging Wilhelmina and Jasper.

“Idris, what happened? Where’s Jusarlie?” Jestel is puzzled. “Why did you put a spell to lock us out?”

“Let’s just hope Iolana is alive and well after this.” Idris said calmly.

“What the fuck do you mean by that?” Sarco is annoyed.

“She summoned Jusarlie.”

The room felt thick. Completely shocked at the announcement.

“But she’s mine.” Sarco said almost to himself.

“Papa, you’re joking.” Saine tries to be as positive as he could be.

“Saine, let’s just hope she makes it out alive.” Idris pats his shoulder.

“Why? Why? WHY?!” You could hear the despair in Saine’s voice. “Why not me? Why?”

“Idris, read the future. Is he going to be her host vamp?” Jestel looks very insane right now. He grabs both of Idris arms. “Tell me, Idris. We need to know.”

“I’m not sure, but you still have your chances. If she makes it out alive.” Idris answered as much as he needed to.

“I’m going to chop his head off.” Sarco closes his eyes, holding his anger in.

“This isn’t fair. I’m going to kill myself.” Saine grabs a fist of his own hair. He’s very devastated.

“Let’s just hope she makes it first.”

—

“Baby… you need me?” Jusarlie almost lost his self-control when he was being summoned at Iolana’s room.

“Jusarlie, if you drink some of my blood. Wouldn’t my menstrual cycle end faster?” Iolana asked a very difficult question right now since Jusarlie can’t think straight.

“Oh, baby… should we try?” Jusarlie voice got deeper. Iolana could see his eyes darkened at her words earlier.

“Let me make sure of something first.” Iolana smirks back at him. How brave. Jusarlie raised an eyebrow, what could she possibly do?

“Kneel.” Iolana stares right into his eyes.

Jusarlie suddenly lost control of his own body. He kneeled in front of Iolana. He doesn’t even know what is going on right now.

Iolana giggled, “I was right. Let’s try it, Jusarlie. I hate my menstrual cycle.” She shamelessly lifts her night gown and slides her panties down with that pair of innocent eyes staring at Jusarlie.

Jusarlie? Still kneeling. He’s drooling now. This girl is so fucking dangerous.

“Come and get it, Jusarlie.”

He doesn’t have to be told twice, Jusarlie quickly positioned himself between Iolana’s thighs. He inhales deeply. “God, Iolana, you smell so good.”

Iolana squirmed under his touch, she held her whimper.

“Thank you for the meal.” Jusarlie didn’t waste any second to finally lick her bloody folds down. It was the most delicious blood he had ever tasted. He is becoming more passionate as he sucks her clit, trying his best not to bite her.

Iolana is a total mess, she couldn’t contain her moans anymore. Her hips moving up and down, all because of Jusarlie’s talented tongue. And he doesn’t plan to stop. He licks her like a kitten, her blood is intoxicating.

Jusarlie swirls his tongue inside her, making her cry out a whimper. One of his hands naturally reaches up to lifts her night gown higher. Once he found her breast, he fondles with them with both of his hands, pinching her nipples slowly and plays with them like a toy.

The pleasure from her core and her breasts is enough to make Iolana breaks, “J-Jusarlie�� fuck… it feels so good.” Iolana’s breathy voice makes Jusarlie’s cock twitch.

“Don’t say it like that, you’re making me hard to control myself.” Jusarlie opens his eyes and stare at Iolana fucked up face. She is so fucking beautiful. He would not share this with others. Iolana should be his and his alone. He sucks at her pretty pussy until there’s no blood left coming from her vagina. It was the most delicious meal he ever had.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to be your host vamp?” Jusarlie climbs up while caressing her body, teasing her. Her jolts stroke his ego for sure.

“No, not yet. I haven’t decided.” Iolana is sweaty, out of breath, after Jusarlie devoured her pussy.

“I don’t want to share you.” Jusarlie holds her face gently.

“That’s your problem.” Iolana smirks again. “We’ll see if this method works tomorrow.”

“You’re cruel.”

“Never said I’m not.” Iolana makes him sit by pushing him while she raises her body to sit as well. “Now, you get out like the way you enter this room.”

And just like that, Jusarlie is gone in the blink of an eye. Iolana is very satisfied with the power she currently holds right now.

—

Jusarlie is back in the living room. His smile never leaves his face. He licks the remaining blood on the tip of his lips, unaware of the eyes that stare at him like he just did something really bad.

“What the fuck did you just do with her?” Jestel holds his collar.

“None of your business.”

“Tell me she’s alive.”

“Oh, she’s alive! Breathing normally, body temperature is normal for human, heartbeat normal, and… well pleasured.” Jusarlie giggled at himself.

“Did you fucking touch her?” Sarco’s blood boils.

“She asked me to. Not to brag about it or anything—”

A thud makes the whole room shocked. Saine just punched Jusarlie in the face.

“Don’t say any word about it.” Saine looks insane. He completely loses his mind. What the hell did he do wrong? Jusarlie is not better than him. Why did Iolana choose Jusarlie instead of him?

Jusarlie laughed like a maniac. “Just know that the sweet scent did not lie.”

Jestel, Saine, and Sarco stare down at him. Full of hatred. Full of jealousy. What makes the feeling worse is they can’t do anything about it.

In the very same room, Idris, Jasper, and Wilhelmina know that the future is going to be more complicated than they anticipated. As if the four of them being insane isn’t enough, Iolana chose the crazy path as well.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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[peachesyeo]

so i have this fic that i wrote the first chapter for and just threw it somewhere in my drafts. i hope you guys would tell me what you think about this. if you guys feel that it's okay i'll continue this once i end 1117. if i end 1117. and little fourteen. hehe.

for more info, it's a yandere alice in wonderland au with ateez and my original female character. yeah it's kind of dark.

💌 parings: yandere!ateez x female!oc

💌 genre: alice in wonderland au, yandere

💌 contains: suggestive, strong language, seonghwa is 'alice', yunho is the 'white rabbit'.

💌 word count: 2k words

"fuck, i want to breed her with my kittens the moment i saw her."

— j.yh

Kyu hate these kinds of parties.

She sighed, watching as these hypocrites of the upper class gathered around, in their fancy dresses and suits. She snorted as she saw her cousin gossiping with her supposed 'friends', giggling and hiding their faces behind their fancy fans.

Illusion is a beautiful city, but too bad there are so many stuck-up snakes hanging around the place.

"Kyu!" Kyu turned at the mention of her name, to see her mother and father, standing near a well-dressed gentleman. Kyu sighed inwardly, walking over to her parents. "Mother, Father."

"Here, Kyu." Her father signalled for her to stand between them, and Kyu gave the gentleman a small and polite courtesy. He looked around her father's age, wearing a grey tailored suit and a monocle on his left eye. "This is my old friend and the one who organised this party, Uncle Park."

"Nice to meet you, Uncle Park." Kyu greeted, while Uncle Park smiled, giving a slight bow. "Likewise." His eyes crinkled kindly as he scanned Kyu. "The last time I saw you, you were still a toddler, and Hwa was so fond of you… Do you reckon he would recognize you?"

Kyu frowned slightly, not finding the name familiar in any way. Mister Park seemed to see her confusion, and before she could speak, he had already called out for someone afar. "Hwa! Come here!"

Kyu followed his gaze, and her heart started to pick up speed. He made his way to them, adjusting his gloves as he stood beside his father. "Father, you called?"

"Seonghwa, remember your Uncle Han and his wife?" Mister Park gestured to Kyu's parents, and Seonghwa nodded, giving Kyu's father a bow, and taking Kyu's mother's hand, kissing them gently. "It's been a long time, Uncle and Auntie Han."

He spotted you, and he smiled. "And hello, Kyu." He bowed politely, as Kyu curtsied back to him.

"We'll leave you two youngsters around, we got something to discuss here…" Kyu's father said, as Seonghwa held out a gloved hand to Kyu. "Shall we?"

"Of course. See you, Father, Mother." You took his hand. Seonghwa gave his father a slight nod, as the middle-aged gentleman waved his son off. Seonghwa leads Kyu towards the garden, away from the party.

Comfortable silence fell between them, but Kyu swore her palm was sweating.

She's holding hands with a man.

Wait. No.

She's holding hands with an attractive man.

"You know, you have grown up a lot," Seonghwa said as both of them walked towards the fountain, cutting off Kyu's own talking in her head. "I remember you running after me, asking me to carry you."

"Oh." Kyu's face blushed. "I don't remember much of that…" She said. Seonghwa's form stiffened slightly, but before she could notice, he relaxed again; the corner of his lips raised in an attractive smile. "It's alright." He tilted his head slightly, reluctantly letting go of Kyu. "But you used to call me Hwa oppa… It's weird seeing you being very polite with me."

Kyu's face has proceeded to burn. Her younger self chasing around this handsome man, calling him by an intimate title?

Wow, she wants to turn back time and praise her younger self.

"Hwa… o-oppa?" Kyu almost bit her tongue for stuttering. Seonghwa's smile widened, and he nodded. "That's right, Kyu." His voice was soft. "That's right."

They stayed in silence for a while, until Seonghwa broke it again. "I want to show you something from our childhood. But if you don't remember me, I doubt you remember it too."

He offered a hand to Kyu, who took it. She didn't know why, but she just couldn't seem to refuse Seonghwa's offer when she looked into his captivating eyes. The man pulled her along, deeper into the garden. Kyu didn't know how deep they were in, nor did she know where Seonghwa was leading her to, but strangely, her normally sharp mind seemed to be clouded with strange giddiness.

Seonghwa stopped in front of a large willow tree, and stepped into the bush. He beckoned Kyu to follow him, and she raised the hems of her skirt gingerly, also stepping into the bush. Seonghwa kneeled down on one knee, lifting up a small vine on the bark of the tree.

Kyu gasped. There was a large hole, enough for both of them to fit into. She looked towards Seonghwa, who seemed to be amused at her expression.

"While you were younger, I brought you here. I wanted to bring you down with me, but your parents arrived and you have to leave early." Seonghwa said, tilting his head slightly to the hole. "So I went down to this place myself. And you won't believe what I see."

"What did you see?" Kyu was intrigued. Seonghwa merely raised a hand to the hole.

"Ladies first?" He said, sending a charming smile by Kyu's way. Almost as if she was mesmerised, Kyu walked towards the hole, peering down at the darkness below.

"Don't worry, and trust me. It would be an adventure." Seonghwa's voice reassured her from behind, and with his help, Kyu stepped into the hole.

And from there, she fell.

"..Kyu? Can you hear me? Kyu! Wake up!"

Kyu hissed in pain as she felt someone grip tightly onto her shoulders, shaking her repetitively. She opened her eyes, and the figure of Seonghwa appeared. She groaned, feeling a sharp ache behind her head. "Ow…"

"Here." Seonghwa sounded relieved as he helped Kyu up. "We had a nasty fall…"

"Where are we?" Kyu asked, her fingers reaching to the back of her head to feel around. Thankfully, there was no blood, only a slight bump.

"In the place I wanted to show you." Seonghwa said, as Kyu finally looked around at her surroundings. Her eyes widened, and she was in disbelief.

She was standing with Seonghwa in a luminant forest, with trees and flowers way bigger than her. They glow in the dark, purple, blue and green all around, and Kyu gasped. "Where's this place?" She questioned, looking down at her dress to find them slightly stained with dirt.

"This," Seonghwa put a gentle hand on Kyu's shoulder. "Is Wonderland." He looked around them. "And he might show up in just a moment."

"'He'?" Kyu didn't understand Seonghwa. She felt as though she was in a dream, a dream that felt so real her head was aching like hell. "Who are we waiting for?'

As her question falls, the nearby purple and green bushes rustled. Kyu jumped, holding on tightly to Seonghwa, who grabbed her waist protectively, both looking towards the direction of the noise.

"Oh dear, oh dear, I'm late, I'm late!" A man emerged from the bushes, as Seonghwa relaxes. He didn't let go of Kyu's waist though, as she scanned the newcomer, alert.

He was tall, towering over both Seonghwa and Kyu. Two white bunny ears perked up on his head, and his hair is grey, combed and parted neatly. He was wearing a white and red suit, with red boots on the ground. His gloved hand holds a watch, and he halted in front of both of them.

"Yes, you are fairly late, Yunho." Seonghwa sighed, as the stranger glanced from him to his watch. His eyes landed on Kyu, and it seemed to turn larger until it almost popped out of his head. "Sorry, got caught up, hyung has orders… Hello there, tiny… Alice hyung, is she her? Oh dear, I'm so sorry for being late…"

Kyu blinked as the strange rabbit man rambled on and on. She looked towards Seonghwa, and the male shurgged, giving her a wink. She giggled quietly to herself, as the rabbit man stopped at once.

"Relax, Yunho. We've just arrived anyways, you're not that late." Seonghwa said, as the man named Yunho sighed in relief, a hand over his heart. "Thank the Kings, you won't tell them, would you, Alice hyung?"

"I told you to call me Seonghwa hyung, Yunho." Seonghwa sounds tired, but Yunho had already turned his attention to Kyu. Without warning, he leaned in, sniffing the girl. She recoiled slightly, moving into Seonghwa's chest. Yunho's ears twitched slightly, and he smiled, holding out a hand.

"Hello, my name is Jeong Yunho, you can just call me Yunho." He said rather happily, as Kyu shook his hand hesitantly. "I'm the advisor to the Red King, as well as the counselor in the White King's court… I've heard so much of you from Alice- I mean, Seonghwa hyung…"

"Um, nice to meet you." He said all these so fast, Kyu could barely make sense of his words. Nevertheless, she reached out and shook his hand. Yunho beamed, pulling her out of Seonghwa's arms and using both his hands to clasp her own.

"No, I have to say, the honour and pleasure is all mine… But look at the state of you, tiny, you should look presentable for the audience later." He twirled her around, frowning at the sight of dirt on her dress. Seonghwa crossed his arms, his stance relaxed.

"I was thinking of bringing her to the Hatter." He said, as Yunho looked at his watch again. Kyu stole a quick glance at it, only to find that the watch was not filled with numbers, but yet strange symbols that she had never seen before.

"Hatter? Him? The Mad Hatter, you say?" Yunho's nostrils flared as his ears twitched slightly. "I suppose we can make it in time if we're fast, unless that crazy man has his fingers stitched together by those fancy little hats he makes… Mines are still overdue and he wouldn't tell me when he's going to give it to me…"

Kyu tried to pry his fingers off her hand, but the rabbit man's hand would not budge. She sent a look for help to Seonghwa, who gave her a smile, not understanding her.

"Now, we should go… Be on time, that's the way, love. Time doesn't wait, it's precious…" Yunho rambled on, pulling Kyu along with him as Seonghwa followed them. Every time she tried to remove his grip on her, Kyu was positive that his grip got tighter. "Um, Yunho? You're hurting me?" She said softly, as Yunho barely stopped, still rambling on about the time being the essence of… Whatever the hell is. Seonghwa had finally caught on to the discomfort Kyu was feeling, and he cleared his throat. "Yunho, let's go. She's not going to get lost with us here. You don't have to hold on to her now."

"..and therefore time is key- What? Oh dear, I'm so, so sorry!" Yunho said, letting go of Kyu's hand. His white ears turned pink with shame, and he began to panic. "Oh, love, why didn't you say so earlier? Are you in much pain? I would never hurt you on purpose, you know?"

Kyu nodded. Her mind was buzzing with whatever shit Yunho was rambling about, and she has never met someone as talkative as Yunho. For now, she would do whatever it takes for him to just shut the fuck up. "Yeah, I know. Can you just… Stop talking for the rest of the journey to this hatter?"

Behind them, Seonghwa let out a snort of laughter. Yunho's ears flopped, and his shoulders slumped slightly. Kyu was alarmed to see his eyes swarm up with tears, and she became flustered, shaking her hands at him. "No, no I didn't mean it like that… I just…"

She looked towards Seonghwa for help again, but the oldest had his face hidden behind his hands, his shoulders shaking.

Fuck this.

"I mean, you must be tired from all the talking, right? Save your voice for the audience later? I mean, being an advisor means you need to do a lot of talking, doesn't it?" Kyu thought quickly, speaking fast to quickly salvage herself from this situation. Yunho's ears perked up again, Kyu wondered whether the tears she had seen on his face was just a hallucination.

"Oh. Right you are, tiny. I do need to save my voice. You're very sweet, tiny." He complimented, as Kyu sigh in relief.

And with that, the three of them journeyed to the Hatter's in silence.

No one else will ever love you the way I loved you.

let me know what you think. i'll turn it into a series if you enjoy it. if any other writers are interested, please let me know and i'll gladly pass the baton to you. &>

[laladellakang]

crossover episode (mila)

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italics dialogue = english | bold dialogue = japanese

this chapter is not canon, and is just for funzies. this is a collaboration with @enmi-land with her enha oc (who is also poly), mila!

kang della and milana bai in the same room?! is this a crossover episode?! (pls tell me you get this reference)

contains: 4.6k words, a bit (or well... kinda a lot) of angst but a happy ending!, mentions of cheating (mainly jay)

What the fuck just happened?

I asked to be dropped off at the convenience store near our dorm. I needed to buy some toothpaste, and I was perfectly fine with walking back. It had happened many times before without any issues over the (almost) three years we've lived here.

Until now. Though it's not anything I could ever explain.

As I was about to enter the building, someone behind me called my name.

"Della," she said quietly.

"Ah, 안녕하세요," I bowed nervously. Her hood was up, and a mask concealed her face. If anything were to happen, I wouldn't be able to describe her features. I was terrified. (annyeong haseyo = hello)

"Don't hate me. And good luck. I won't take long, I promise," she slowly made her way closer.

The moment she uttered the words 'don't hate me,' my instincts kicked in, and I discreetly tried to retrieve my card from my pocket. When she started getting closer, I didn't care anymore and tapped the card reader without hesitation.

But the doors open and close automatically. Of course she would catch up to me.

"Wait!" even if I ran as fast as I could, it's either the stairs or the elevator, both of which would take a lot of time. 

She barely did anything to me. All she did was touch my back as I rushed up the stairs. Though I suddenly felt intense dizziness, and felt as if I were floating for a moment, before returning to normal.

She was nowhere to be found afterwards and everything seemed the same..

Yet, somehow, everything felt different. It was as if the air and the overall atmosphere had changed. I couldn't pinpoint what it was exactly.

Perhaps it was magic.

What if she's a witch though... Witches scare the shit outta me.

I don't know what she did, but I do know that I have to hurry home before anything else happens.

I just wanna get home and cuddle with whoever's free.

Taking a deep breath, I entered the dorm using the combination.

My heart sank as soon as I stepped in.

Female shoes. Ones that are definitely not mine. 

Nausea overcame me, and my breathing became heavy as tears welled up.

No. Della, don't. You trust them. She could be anyone. No one is cheating on you.

What if it's a sasaeng? Did that girl break into our– no. Most, if not all, of the boys should be home. They would have done something if someone had broken in.

It can't be a relative either, as we would have informed the group beforehand.

Then who is she?

"I'm home," I managed to say in a normal voice, trying to hold back the tears.

I heard panicked shuffling and quickly wiped away stray tears before they could see me.

You're strong, Kang Della. Don't show any weakness or insecurity to whoever this person is.

And there she was, someone I had never met or seen before.

She had made herself at home, wearing loungewear and her hair styled in a messy up-do.

Her eyes were wide, mirroring my previous vulnerability, and her breathing was heavy.

And she was stunning. Her freshly-dyed blonde hair contrasted with my midnight black one. She was tall (though not as tall as me, judging by how high she reached the shoe rack), with a small face, big eyes, and plump lips.

Honestly, she reminded me of myself, but in a different font or something. I don't think she's Korean.

"Who are you, and how did you find out where we live?" she asked me fearfully. "How did you know the passcode?"

Wow.

Just wow.

I know that in situations like this (or at least what it's looking like), the blame should mainly fall on the cheater rather than the person they cheated with.

But she just referred to my home as hers. Ain't no fucking way.

"Where YOU live?" I scoffed, licking the inside of my cheek. "I'm sorry– who are you, and why are YOU here?"

That's when I noticed she was wearing my favorite Jay-shirt. It felt like my heart was being crushed, and I could feel the symptoms of a panic attack creeping up.

My sweet Jay. Earlier today, he woke me up and told me I was the most beautiful woman in the world. How lucky he felt to have me. His eyes showed sincerity. Was it all a lie? How can someone so lovely be so cruel?

"I live here. Who are you, and how did you know the passcode?" she responded, a bit more sternly. What the hell?

"This is Enhypen's dorm. I live here," I said, in disbelief that she didn't recognize me, even though she's dating a member of my group.

Shit. That stings. Park Jongseong fucking cheated on me.

Confusion crossed her face, and she was about to say something when we were interrupted by more shuffling.

We both turned and saw an angry Heeseung.

"What are you doing here? How did you get in?" he said sternly, pulling her behind him to protect her.

Heeseung too? My protective Heeseung who got angry at the other members if they left me unsupervised after my injury.

Now he's protecting her instead of me?

My heart started pounding, and it became harder to breathe.

"Heeseung-oppa?" I said in a small voice, feeling incredibly betrayed.

"Who are you?! Get out of our house before we call the police!" he raised his voice at me. The boys had never spoken to me like that before, especially not in such a harsh tone.

"I live here! Lee Heeseung, what are you saying?!" my voice shook as a few tears escaped.

More commotion followed, and this time all seven members appeared. Even Jake, who I could see peeking from the side of the wall.

Is he... afraid of me?

My Jake who was scared of the girls in I-Land but became so comfortable with me that his golden retriever personality came out. Now he barely wants to see me?

"You don't live here. Who are you?" Jungwon stepped forward. My Jungwon. Enhypen's leader who is ready to protect everyone despite being maknae.

But why isn't he protecting me?

"I—" the sight of all my boyfriends turning against me and defending this girl became too much. I could feel myself starting to hyperventilate, and a panic attack was on the verge of consuming me.

Shit. I haven't had a panic attack in so long and the fact that my lovers are the ones to trigger it is insane. Everything was perfect just this morning– what happened?

"Breathe. Take your time," Oh my Sunghoon. So incredibly precious. Always reassuring and giving me reminders since day one.

"Sunghoon," Heeseung scolded.

"She's going to have a panic attack! How can she explain anything?" Sunghoon reasoned. "Niki, get her some water."

"No, Niki. She should leave. Now," Sunoo said firmly. "I'm calling the police." My Sunoo, our sunshine. We've had our squabbles, but I've never been this scared of him. Now I understand what people mean when they say he has an intimidating face.

"Wait, wait. What's your name?" Riki asked. "Calm down a bit. Tell us how you got in," he approached me and gently rubbed my shoulder. I tend to forget that he's still so young since he hates when I remind him of our slight age gap. My Riki is too pure sometimes. He's doing this when I'm a stranger to them. 

Wait.

It suddenly hit me.

Shit, why didn't my brain work faster?

I'm a stranger to them. They don't know who I am.

It breaks my heart but I should at least introduce myself so that they know I'm not a threat.

Was this the working of that bitch (no Della, don't call her a bitch, you don't know her) who used witchcraft? Did she erase their memories or something?

"Jay-hyung, call the police," Riki switched languages, probably to ensure that I don't understand.

"Wait! Don't call!" my eyes widened, instinctively grabbing Riki's wrist. "I'm not a crazy fan, I swear!"

"Let go of him," everyone said in unison.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hold him. It was a reflex," I let go and took a deep breath. "My name is Kang Della. I'm a member of Enhypen."

"I'm sorry, what?" Sunoo scoffed. "We only have two female members in our team."

Two?

"What the fuck is happening with the world?" I couldn't help but chuckle humorlessly. "Have I gone insane?"

There's no fucking way that what I'm thinking is what happened.

"Alice?" I simply asked.

"What is Alice... answer us– what do you mean you're a member of Enhypen?" Jungwon asked.

"Did I do that thing from Everything, Everywhere, All at Once?" I leaned against the wall, clutching my aching head. "Just give me a second."

I have officially gone insane.

Even if I did 'multiverse hopped' or whatever you call it, I have officially gone insane. My head fucking hurts.

This is why I am afraid of witches.

"Can you please answer us?" Jake asked in a softer voice.

"My name is Kang Della. I was born on March 16, 2003. I'm from Seongbuk-gu, and in 2020, I participated in a survival show called I-Land," I looked up at their faces, hoping to see some recognition. Some looked in disbelief, while others seemed slightly annoyed.

"I made it into the final lineup of Enhypen. Seven boys, two girls. It was you seven plus me and Alice, but Alice left shortly after, so I was the only girl," my eyes welled up with tears at the thought of them not remembering me after everything we went through. "I live here. This dorm has been my home for almost three years. I was attending a class in university, and suddenly I came home to... to this."

"You expect us to–" Heeseung was about to say something when she cut him off. She moved closer to me, looking me in the eye. "Mila–"

"Do you have any proof?" she asked softly.

I maintained eye contact as I pulled out my phone. I let out a shaky breath when I looked at the screen for my Face ID.

The lock screen displayed a picture of us, my Enha.

I opened the gallery app, and a few tears escaped my eyes. I flinched slightly when Mila's hand reached out to wipe them away.

"Take your time," she assured me. Damn, she's sweet too. She seems perfect.

"Thank you," I whispered. My thumb hovered over the photo album labeled 'my forever.' I know I'm being dramatic but all I kept thinking was 'will I ever return to my world again?' "Here you go," I handed her my phone.

I watched as she scrolled through the pictures, but quickly averted my gaze to the floor. I really want to go home. I'm surrounded by familiar faces, but they're not my comfort people.

"Guys... These are actually you..." Mila turned around to show the seven. "And it's not even a look-alike, it's definitely you. This is the company building," Jay took the phone out of her hands to have a closer look.

I saw him tap on a specific video, and Shout Out started playing. It must be from one of our concerts. 

That's when I couldn't take it anymore. Again.

I broke down. A full-on panic attack.

"Oh my God," Mila wrapped her arms around me. "Let's get you inside. Niki, get her some water."

Hearing Shout Out made me think of four things at the same time:

One: How the hell am I going to get back home, and how long will it take?

Two: I'm all alone in this world/universe/whatever this is.

Three: I'm surrounded by people who resemble and act like my soulmates, but they're not mine.

And, four: I guess we're not together in every universe after all. I know it's probably impossible, and the guys were just trying to reassure me, but it still hurts. 

This is one of the worst reality checks I've ever received.

Afterward, I didn't feel like doing anything. I didn't wanna eat, talk or look anyone in the eye. I just sat lazily on the couch and occasionally observed this Enha. I could sense that Heeseung, Jake, Sunghoon, and Sunoo were more cautious around me, while Jungwon, Jay, Mila, and Niki tried to attend to their "guest."

I also noticed a little something else.

I ended up spending the night, sleeping in Mila's bed while she sleeps in Kiara's since the other female member was away for two days.

Just like our schedule, theirs have a two-day break.

I overheard a few members canceling their plans because of me, which made me feel incredibly guilty.

I didn't want to stay here, but if I had left, Mila would have come with me, and that was a hard no from all the male members.

Mila hadn't left my side since my panic attack. She was doing everything she could to make me feel better, and I truly appreciated it.

That's why, when we're finally fully alone, I immediately tried to initiate a conversation.

"Are you dating any of the boys?" I asked, avoiding eye contact.

I needed to be sure. I wanted to confirm my observations.

Also, after hearing her talk with Jake, I noticed that she's fluent in English and had an Aussie accent. It seemed like she was more comfortable and fluent in English than in Korean.

"What?" from the corner of my eye, she seemed startled but relieved to hear my voice.

"All seven of them, perhaps?" I whispered.

She remained silent for a few moments before answering quietly.

"Yeah. All seven."

I let out a deep breath and nodded.

She's just like me.

"I noticed the way you look at each other," I said. They were trying not to reveal anything in front of me, but eyes don't lie.

It hurt even more knowing that this universe's Della wouldn't be with this Enha. Why would they when they have this goddess of a member?

I would've cried if I had not exhausted all my tears.

"We didn't want to tell you because we saw your photos," she said. "You're dating all of them too, aren't you?"

All I could do was nod.

"We were worried that our affection would... hurt you," well that's sweet of them.

"Thank you, I really appreciate it," I breathed out. "But I'm sure looking at those pictures on my phone pains you just as much, so you don't have to hide. I'll be fine."

It must be even more surreal for her to suddenly meet this girl in the comfort of her home, who has solid proof that she came from another dimension.

"It didn't," she said confidently, making me look up at her. "I mean... it did at first– like like– when you– I mean, when I first saw the pictures and how smitten you are," she stuttered a bit at the eye contact. "–but honestly? I'm completely okay with it," she smiled sweetly.

She's really cute.

"Because you kinda remind me of myself," her eyes sparkled. "I like to think of you as a Korean version of me."

That's an interesting way to put it.

We do resemble each other. We're both members of Enhypen. We're both dating the same people. Our names both end in 'la', and we're practically the same height. There could be a lot more too.

"That's a great take," I smiled for the first time since being here. "But how are you so sure that we're THAT similar? We barely know anything about each other."

Her eyes lit up even more (if that was even possible), and she eagerly sat beside me.

"First things first, I was also born in March 2003."

Mila and I ended up chatting until two.

Our conversation covered various topics, from discussing our favorite things to gossiping about our respective Enhas.

I absolutely adore Mila. We have so much in common, and she's incredibly cute.

I discovered that our personalities are quite different though. She has more of a bright energy.

And well... she's an extrovert with a gorgeous, friendly face.

But I think our contrasting personalities will make our bond even stronger. People like her are good for me.

At around two-fifteen, my hunger became unbearable, so I mustered the will to go to the kitchen.

I really didn't want to run into any of the boys, but Mila assured me that they should all be in their rooms playing games by now (just like my Enha), so I hoped she was right.

Especially because she's calling it a night so she can't accompany me.

Poor girl had a tiring day but still managed to stay up just to talk to me.

I decided to take Mila's suggestion and make myself some cup ramyeon to bring back to the room. That way, if I did encounter any of the members, I could quickly retreat.

"Good night, Lala. Enjoy your food," Mila yawned.

"'Night, Mimi. Sweet dreams," I replied before leaving the room.

Fortunately, the lights were out in the living room, indicating that no one is outside their rooms (unless they're in the bathroom).

I swiftly prepared my noodles and nearly succeeded in avoiding the boys, until the door to the master bedroom opened, revealing Jake followed by Jay.

They halted in their tracks upon seeing me. Jay even glanced back at the other members.

"Della-ssi," Jake exhaled. "You're not asleep?"

"I got hungry, and Mila told me to eat," I spoke my first words to them since my arrival.

"Eat up. You must be hungry," he eyed the ramyeon with a nod.

"Thank y–" I reached for the doorknob of the girls' room until Jay called out.

"Della-ssi? Do you mind coming here for a bit? You can eat the ramyeon while we're at it too," he pushed into the space Jake slightly left. "We wanna say a few things."

Shit. This is going to be awkward.

"A-ah... Okay..." I walked towards the room slowly. "안녕하세요," I greeted with a small bow.

"No need for formalities," Sunghoon said from his bed. "You can sit on my chair," he pointed.

"Thank you," I immediately took the seat, opening the lid of my ramyeon.

"You add cheese, too?" Sunoo asked, eyeing my noodles.

"Yeah, I always do," I stirred my noodles, slowly realising the 'too' in his question. "Do you also use cheese?"

"Mila does," all seven said in unison.

"Ah..." damn they also have that syncing habit. "Does she also use half of the seasoning packet?"

"No, she loves spice," Jay answered. An awkward silence followed before Jungwon broke it.

"Listen... We're sincerely sorry for being rude to you earlier. We were startled and scared that a stranger was in our home," he began. "On behalf of all seven of us, we deeply apologize."

"Oh no! Not at all! I completely understand!" I shook my hand. "I practically broke in, so it's only natural for you all to panic."

"We know, but still... we caused you to have a panic attack," Heeseung hugged his knees. "We're truly sorry."

"Don't worry about it. I completely understand, and I forgive you," I smiled softly. "I really appreciate it."

Silence hung in the air for a few moments. The only sounds coming from my slurps, Sunghoon's finger tapping, and Jake's foot bouncing.

I thought about leaving, but I wasn't sure how. Maybe I could quickly finish my food and just excuse myself.

"How is–" Riki spoke up. "What's Enhypen like in your world?"

Oh wow.

First off, he called me 'noona' and I had forgotten that they don't know about my dislike for that term.

Secondly, I had discussed this with Mila, but hearing one of the guys ask about it was a bit heart-wrenching to be honest.

The other members looked at me with anticipation.

"In my world, Enhypen is..." I took a deep breath. "Popularity wise, me and Mila concluded that we're pretty much the same. Majority, if not all of our achievements are the same," I smiled at the thought.

"I guess that's good then..." they nodded slowly.

"Relationship-wise?" My smile wavered slightly at Sunghoon's question. I took another, even deeper breath before responding.

"Our bond keeps getting stronger," I fiddled with my chopsticks. "The public doesn't know, and only a few trusted do, but we just love showing it off," I grinned. "Whether subtly or not-so-subtly."

"Do we–" Jungwon cleared his throat. "Do we treat you well?"

"What?" I chuckled.

"Come on, you can tell us! Did they treat you well? Your secret is 100% safe with us, like... who would we even tell?!" Sunoo became excited at the topic.

"Well, that's true," I giggled, then became serious again. "You– well... they treat me incredibly well. More than I deserve. I love each and every one of them deeply, and they mean the world to me. All seven of them."

"We can tell. The way you talk about them speaks volumes," Riki smiled, and I smiled back.

"I hope they realise it too," and my mood went back to being somber.

Please, I really hope I can return. I really hope that girl/witch/whatever she was told the truth and actually won't take long.

And please, let it be before the public/my parents find out. I'm not sure what the company would do but I can imagine mom crying before anything else and dad causing chaos in attempt to find me.

I wonder how the boys reacted. I'm pretty sure Heeseung would tell everyone to remain calm, but ironically be the most panicked. Sunghoon would–

"What's Jake like?" Jake interrupted my train of thought. "Am I still Australian?"

I couldn't help but laugh at his question, and it sparked curiosity in the other members about their alternate selves as well.

I noticed that they were mostly the same as my Enha, although not entirely identical. They have a few different traits, and based on what Mila told me, the way they treat their girlfriend is quite different as well.

Though what was undoubtedly clear to me was their love for Mila. They were so deeply in love with her, it's so endearing to see.

I'm so glad Mila got someone good.

Well... plural.

Yesterday was such an eventful day for me that I ended up sleeping in and didn't wake up until the commotion outside the room became too loud to ignore.

I could hear voices, but my mind struggled to process the words being said.

That was until I suddenly realised that there were way too many voices to be just eight.

Especially when some of those voices seem to be talking to themselves, like– why is Sunghoon asking and answering himself?

...

Oh!

I quickly sat up and waited for a moment before rushing out of the room.

There they are.

My seven men.

Home.

I could see them collectively sigh in relief at the sight of me.

Without a second thought, I raced to give them a massive hug.

I didn't know who I was aiming to hug first since I wasn't really thinking straight— I just wanted to be engulfed in a group hug, desperately hoping it was possible.

And it was. I found myself embracing the tallest two members, and the rest of the group wrapped their arms around us straight away. Just how we like our intimate group hugs.

Tears began to well up, and I just know that I'm gonna ugly cry any second now.

"Della," Sunoo's voice quivered, and that's when the ugly sobs started.

"Awww, Della," I felt a gentle hand caressing my hair. "Our baby."

"I- I missed y-you all so muchhh," I hiccuped. "Ho-howw did you find me?"

"We've told you so many times, Lala. No matter how lost you are, we'll always come and guide you home."

As it turns out, the girl who brought me here was Della from another dimension. She came from a world where she was extremely academically gifted and just got tired of her straining job and constant scrutiny. 

So she tried to create a universe-hopping device in secret, in hopes of having just a few moments to herself where she can try living someone else's life.

My universe just so happen to be the first one she successfully jumped to. She realised the potential chaos that could arise from two Dellas existing simultaneously, and had to find and transport me quick. She said we can take at least an hour to be in one universe with our alternate selves.

With a simple touch, she transported me to a reality that was the safest route. One where a Della no longer existed.

Her device was not advanced enough to find out how or what the other universe Dellas are doing yet, so when she found out that she landed in one where the Della was an idol...

Needless to say, she didn't need much convincing to bring me back ASAP.

What took a little longer was just her going back and tuning her failed attempts to be just like her current one, just so the boys can come fetch me.

Apparently they paid her a ton (IN US DOLLARS.), even though they were only borrowing and this whole grand gesture was totally not necessary.

I love them so fucking much. How can you fucking not?

Either they love me so much or they just wanna universe-hop. But I like to be a bit delusional.

"Thank you so much for everythingg!" I hugged Mila tightly. "I'm so sorry for this mess and for the has–"

"Aish– don't even mention it," Mila hugged me tighter. "I'm sorry you were transported but I'm so glad you landed here."

"I'm so glad to have met youu," I nuzzled her hair. "I wish we could see each other again after this."

"I hope so too! Oh my God– this will be our first and last time meeting!" I could feel Mila mirroring my nuzzle on my shoulder. "This is so sad! We can't even exchange contacts!"

"Take care of yourself, okay? And work hard so Enhypen can achieve more," I rubbed her back. "Good luck with your men too. I hope everything goes well."

"You too! You too! Let's both work hard so when we do see each other again, we'll be equally proud!" we pulled away from each other. "Do you wanna hug the guys? Like.. my guys?"

Uhh....

"I would buuut..." I turned my gaze to the scene behind Mila, prompting her to look in the same direction.

We learned that my Enha is the slightest bit more intimidating. It's not apparent in the stories we told each other (especially Mila's jealousy and teasing episodes– dear God, my Enha feels like primary school) but with Mila's Enha constantly fidgeting under my Enha's glares, I feel like the latter is just the tiniest bit more intimidating.

"Oh my God– what happened?" Mila giggled quietly at me.

"They're jealous because your men are basically them but in another dimension so they don't want no chances of... you know..." my English suddenly stopped working.

"Ahh– ahh!" thankfully Mila fully understood my point. "Am I just invisible to them? Like my guys' girlfriend is right here!"

"Don't worry about it though, they're just being cute," I smiled, making my way over to them. "Thank you for having me in your home, and I'm sorry for intruding. I hope you have a great rest-of-your-day-off," I said to Mila's Enha while wrapping my arms around my Jungwon.

"Don't mention it. Thank you for being friends with Mila. She looks really happy," Mila's Sunghoon spoke in behalf. "We hope you can meet each other again one day."

"Hopefully," I smiled wider at the sight of Mila hugging her Jungwon. "I'll see you guys around, too."

"We'll look forward to it," they all gave a polite smile, causing Mila to gasp and slap the second nearest one (Riki)'s shoulder.

"What do you mean you'll look forward to meeting her again?!" she playfully pouted. "I'm right here!"

"Sorry my love– we were just saying go–" the cute little exchange was interrupted by SmartDella reminding us of the time. "Well– we hope to see you one day– YOU ALL one day." 

"Likewise," my Jungwon squeezed my shoulder before looking at me. "Ready to go home, Lala?"

"Of course I am."

this last scene might be a bit rushed but oh welllll

plus i couldn’t focus on any of my assignments until THIS WAS FINISHED SO NOW i will sleep

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[yuyu-emy]

Me being normal lasted for. 3 seconds. I'm infodumping. Now. Im gonna make this somewhat vague and more modern au coded so no spoilers but Ouch. Im ouching because theyre yearning but theyr MAD at each other.

Yuta and Emyst don't get mad at each other often of course, but it really hurts when these things happen. Yuta is a lot more soft than she, and I, let on. She's like a little baby holding up a cardboard cutout of an evil villain, and Emyst sort of falls for it sort of doesn't- They know that something is up, but for Emyst's mental unwellness it also works out. Emyst can reaffirm that no one is trustworthy and that they will never be important to anyone, meanwhile Yuta doing her self destructive Stuff is telling herself: wow. I really am the monster(hey girl, maybe u are! jk a little).

In the canon world, the break up is.... kinda slowburn break up tbh and its more on Emyst's side, their fear of accepting others and seeing other's perspectives really influences everything. Then Yuta gets hurt because she feels that due to Emysts actions, she is the monster. Alright hold on. I dont know if this will make sense but the two occurrences are like opposites of each other. in the canon world emysts fear of being hurt and let down acts first, but in the modern yuta's fear of being the perpetrator of evil kicks in first. Funny. wow. Ehehe. (im normal).

Anyway, in the modern au everything is so lonely and sad for them for a month. And the mlm also get "split up" too. I havent introduced Fey and Janna here yet, but I will soon. Fey is by Yuta's side because he knows that she is unfortunately super unstable. Theres even a point where Yuta tries to cut off Fey(for an entire fucking week, they talk everyday.) and he's like oh this girl is actually! off her rocker!. Yuta also crashes out on her parents[WARNING: SHE WILL REGRET THIS] lmfao like. Her mom is basically like uhm. focus on working <3 and her dad is like can u stop being gay. Shes like okkayyyyy not doing that again Yall wont Help Whatsoever. She's dooming out, doom scrolling socials,. always. Getting Super Into Demise(Doom but not copyright hahaha)(its a little different actually bc demise is about an autistic man surrounded by lesbians). uh i wanna keep going but this post is so long ahhh sorry. Ill finish up Emyst's pov rq

So, Emyst is accompanied by Janna. Emyst does way better during the breakup than Yuta(duh). They just focus on work and their friends, they definitely get a little depressed though, again they trusted Yuta so much. This was their first time having good, Really good love and now its been thrown away. Not to mention Yuta lied in order to instigate the breakup, saying she never loved emyst. auh. wow. I think i need to just do some comic shit bro im writing Too much for a lil oc infodump.

[romana-after-dark]

Blessed be the Fruit: Tommy and Angela

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Tommy Miller X Angela Dempsey (F!OC)

Summer: Angela gets caught sneaking out and working for Mayday, the rebel organization.

Warnings: Usual for the fic, mentions of forced breeding, death, child marriage. Tommy is a lil manipulative but he's looking out for his neice.

A/n: Just a bonus chapter to add more context to Angela and Tommy a few chapters down, takes place between Chapter 1 and chapter 5, none descript time.

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Busted.

Tommy was perched up on the counter, looking awfully childish for such a gangly man with one leg dangling down, the other on the countertop, bent. He was sipping on some whiskey.

"You're not as sneaky as you think you are."

Angela sighed, leaning up against the wall. There was no point fighting or denying. If Tommy wanted her on the wall, she'd be on the all. If he didn't, she wouldn't.

"Thought you were asleep."

Tommy's face splits into a shit eating grin. "I was up making love to my wife."

Angela cringes, both at his phrasing and at the idea of Tommy fucking Deb. Gross. But he did that on purpose, Tommy loved to tease her, and in turn, she teased him, edging him into oblivion.

"Whasamatter, sweetness, jealous?" He laughed, and Angela laughed back.

"You wish. I'm just disgusted at the fact you'd actually stick your dick in that old crow."

He shrugged. "Pussy is pussy." He glanced down at her clothed core. "And my favorite pussy was no where to be found, out running out with rebels."

In another life, Tommy wouldn't have been her first choice to have sex. He was very confident, he knew how good looking and hung he was, and the cocky attitude wasn't your favorite thing, but Tommy grew on a person. Soon you realize he's very sweet, easy to get along with, boyish, and you just wanna get destroyed by his cock, and one you get filled by him once, wow, you're trapped. Romantically, Angela was more inclined to women if she was being honest, but still, she'd have fucked Tommy and been his friend outside of this whole shit show. Especially if it mean the audience of his brother.

She sighed. "Whadya want, Tommy, gonna have me killed?"

Tommy looked downright offended, hoping off the counter and spreading his arms out. Amazingly, he didn't spill of drop from his glass. "C'mon now sugar!" Angela rolled her eyes. "What kinda guy do you take me for?"

"Tommy" She gave him a pointed look. "My man, we have fun, but I'm under no false pretense of what this is. You're still a commander in a patriarchal regime."

Tommy looked everywhere but at her, suddenly bashful "Ah, c'mon now..." he kicked at the floor, and you could easily imagine him with cowboy boots scuffing the floor of a bar. "I ain't like that." He took long drink of whiskey and set it down.

"Oh please." She scoffed. "Don't act like you just joined the sons of Jacob for fun."

Stuffing his hands in his pockets, he looked like a boy who got caught cheating on his schoolwork. "Well, KINDA"

She laughed. "Oh yeah?"

"Yeah!" He finally looked at her again. "Listen, it was Joel's thing he was into and I was drink'n lot back then, had gotten into coke and Joel wanted me off it. Thought it'd be good for me to have to have more positive male figure, you know? Our dad wasn't exactly a shine'n example grow'n up." He rolled his eyes.

Angela laughed, perhaps louder than she should have, but it didn't really matter now. Commander Miller made all the decisions. "So what? You just joined a terrorist organization for an extra circular activity!?"

"It didn't start like that!" His southern accent was more prominent when he got worked up. "It just started as a men's group, like those old lodges they used to have. Was religious, and I was a beleiver and all that so it worked, helped me work through the stuff I saw in the army."

She scoffed again, more distaine this time. "I'm so glad millions died in your quest for self actualization."

Scrubbing his face with his hands, Tommy whined. "No, I just- ugh. I just joined it because it was there and Joel wanted me to, okay? I liked some of the stuff they talked about, the stuff Joel really pushed about creating a better world for our kids... and you probably know, with all your mayday shit, but I had a niece back then."

"Oh. No, I didn't... was she Joel's?"

"Yeah" he breathed out, walking over to his drink and taking a long sip. "She was killed by a mayday bomb." Tommy side-eyed her before setting the glass down. "So yeah, my group have have destroyed the fucking world but your group murdered a 13 year old who I watched die in my brother's arms, and she was my world."

Angela wasn't sure what to say to that. She wasn't apologizing for the bomb, as it was likely meant to kill the Commander's Miller, but she wasn't glad a child died.

"What do you want, Tommy."

He huffed a laugh, frustrated and defensive but still Tommy. "I help you, actually."

Oh. "What?!"

"Yeah." He turned to her, smiling again. His mood was unpredictable. "I wanna help the rebellion."

"Buy why? You just said the biggest reason anyone could have to hate us."

"And I do. I wasn't on board with Sons of Jacob after shit started getting crazy, and I almost backed out when the handmaids plan was annouced, but then they killed my neice, and I a reason to stay and get revenge."

She knew the Miller brothers were particularly strong against mayday, snuffing them out like candles and now she understood why. It was personal but in the last few years, it'd been Joel, mostly. Tommy was never in the political aspect much. He did diplomatic work as he was a charmer, but he wasn't involved in meeting and planning outside of military. Still, his lack of presence was being noted. Maybe she could find out why.

"So why would you want to help me when you could just have me killed for what we did you your niece."

Relaxing, Tommy's confidence was back. "Ironically enough, for my niece again."

"Miss Elizabeth."

He nods. "Yeah. I think it was easier to deal with when she was in wives school, or when we didn't really realize her personality... we could imagine she'd have this picture perfect life we wanted her to have."

"Without reading."

"Hey now, that was Waterford, not us."

"Uh huh."

"Anyway, now we see she's... something else. A bit of a nutjob." He said with a fond smile. "Incredibly bright, and incredibly mouthy. She's not gonna last a year out of Joel's protection, especially if Gina gets her way and sends her off with David Bedford, fucking pedophile." The disgust was obvious.

She stepped closer. "So what do you want, Tommy. I can't control who she marries if Joel can't either"

Tommy looked her dead in the eyes. "I want her to get out. I help you guys tell you what you need within reason. Then, we figure out an opening, and you take Ellie out."

She blinks. What the fuck. "Tommy. You can't be serious."

"I am."

"This is a trap, isn't it?"

Tommy shrugs. "If I wanted the best pussy I've gotten in years hanging on the wall, you'd be there already."

Fair enough. Angela considered it, but there wasn't much down side. She risked her life all the time anyway, and this way she could potentially get out, and take that girl with her. Bright thing like that deserved an education, deserved a life. Angela had done some digging on Bedford. A school teacher before the world fell apart, he taught high school. Ellie's age. The private school David Bedford worked at paid a lot of hush money to a woman years later, allegations unclear... but any one with a brain new what they were. "Fine, but one condition, we take OfJoel."

Tommy mocked the idea. "We can't take all your little friends, Ang."

"We're not. Just her."

"No." "It's the same goddamn place Ellie will be, come on, Tommy! She's just a fucking kid, she'll get eaten alive here."

"No!"

"She's helping Ellie, remember? Teaching her how to read, going behind Gina's back to tell you what she know, you owe her!"

Tommy pondered this, crossed arms and leaning back against the counter. "Fine. You, Ellie and OfJoelget to leave. No one else."

"Okay." She agrees, beginning to smile at the idea. Just a little bit of hope, the prospect of getting OUT... and with her? Insane. It made her a little giddy, "Yeah we can figure something out."

Tommy lit up with a smile. "Yeah?"

"Yes" She laughed, smiling now.

Tommy wooped, then grabbed her hand and pulled her towards his office. "C'mon, lets celebrate!"

"Tommy!" She said, laughing. "Didn't you JUST have sex?"

"Well yeah, but this is a celebratory boner! Totally different!"

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I cannot remember if I established Angela as being a part of mayday or not but I think a lot of yall could guess lol. And now Tommy is!

Tommy is a disaster half the time i write him, but one thing about tommy HE LOVES HIS NIECES i think Tommy's trauma gets erased a lot tbh. He suffered too.

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[smollangrycat]

Drown, Prt 7

(Avatar: WOW Oc)

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Quick Note - To anyone who has Emetophobia (fear of vomit) this may not be the chapter for you. You can probably skip this chapter and the story will still make sense, don’t worry. This chapter just keeps building plot. 🥰☺️

Avatar: WOW spoilers. 

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Summary

(During Avatar: WOW) Alue’k is terrified of water, so what happened when some Metkayina boys think it would be funny to drag her into the sea and leave her.

Warnings

Mentions of drowning / fear of water

In-depth mentions of vomiting

Language

If you think anything else needs to be added leave a comment. 

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Alue’k had a choice to make, a rather difficult one at that. 

She could tell her brothers what happened, it would save her from any punishment … however it would probably cause issues with her family and the Metkayina people which Alue’k really wanted to avoid. 

The girls face pulled into a small grimace as she realised that option two was probably the best for everyone (apart from her).

Neteyam - Alue’k, what happened?

A small sigh escaped her as she fiddled with her thumb, scratching at the side of her nail. Her hand rose as her fingers entangled themselves into her hair, she pulled at her scalp as she twisted them in her curls.

Alue’k - I … I went …

Alue’ks words where left unspoken as the young girl hastily flung her head to the side managing just in time for the contents of her lungs to miss her and Neteyam and instead pooling on the sandy floor. The familiar felling of salty water escaping from her lungs made Alueks toes curl and a twisty feeling appear in her stomach just like the first time it had happened, only hours ago … but this time something was different. 

Water was coming up, a lot of it in fact. It burned Alue’ks throat as she continued to retch, however that was normal (or as normal as last time) but there was something else, something was stuck in her throat. She could feel somthing slowly making its way up as she gaged, it expanded in her throat and left very little space for air. 

Soon after Alue’k was not only gaging but also gasping. This thing, whatever It was, is blocking her airway but she couldn’t bring it up, no matter how hard she dry heaved. Clawing at her neck she gasped and gargled.

She couldn’t breathe.

She. Couldn’t. Fucking. Breath.

Alue’k was drowning all over again but this time it wasn’t ocean trying to drag her into a watery grave but her own body.

Neteyam panicked as Alue’ks heaved and thrashed in his arms. Wild gasps escaped her lips as she desperately tried to draw air in.

Neteyam is the oldest, he is suppose to know what to do in crisis but now as his sister gasps and gargles for air all he can do is watch. Watch in horror as his shaky hands try to comfort the girl, try to provide some form of support but it’s all in vain.

His sister is drowning … and all he can do is watch.

The younger of the siblings blue face slowly changed to purple as her eyes watered. The lack of oxygen is taking a role on her body, she can feel it. He fingers and toes tingle and her head feel is light. Alue’k knows she doesn’t have much fight left in her, so she makes a choice.

She chooses to survive.

Alue’ks shaky hand reached into her mouth as she hunched over facing the sand. He fingers explored her mouth trying to find the cause of her problem. The young girl gaged as her fingers traveled farther down her throat until … There!

She felt something. 

Trying to bring in shaky breaths Alue’k teary eyes blinked as she wraps her finders around the object. It was slimy, it’s slippery texture making it hard to grasp but once Alue’k had managed to get ahold of it she pulled, hard.

The action causing her to gag as she continues to pull on the thing that’s blocking her airway, now right in Alue’ks grasp she didn’t intend on letting it go. She wasn’t going to die today.

Alue’ks gags didn’t stop as she pulled what seemed to be the longest bit of ocean gill from her throat. She felt each inch of it coming up  and cried in pain as she managed to finally pull the entire thing out.

Alue’k was stuck in a caughing fit as she continued to gag, that was until her stomach contend decided to join the party. 

Now the poor girl was covered in her meal from this morning, tears, snot, blood, sand, salty sea water and in her hand she held a blood splattered ocean gill. 

She was so done with this day.

Alue’k dropped the plant onto the ground as she cried. She cried from the pain, tiredness, frustration and … anger.

She was fucking angry.

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[aajjks]

Bro if u decide to write an entire book on Ezekiel I'm ready to pay for it srsly

I mean.. ugh,, I love ur oc sm

So to quench my thirst, I got questions

1. What will happen if there's a new weakling y/n takes interest to bully?

2. What will happen if Y/N plans to move abroad?

3. If y/n starts ignoring Ezekiel, what will he do?

4. He might like it when y/n bullies him but how will he react if y/n's buddies start bullying him as well?

5. I have a scenario, suppose y/n is fed up and makes a bet with Ezekiel and if she wins, he has to leave her alone.. it happens so that Ezekiel won, what will he ask for?

6. Why does he look upto y/n soooo much? Is there a backstory?

7. There's this girl who likes to covet what y/n has.. will Ezekiel do anything about that?

Wow.. thas a lot of questions..hope these don't tire u out, it's just that I love ur responses tee hee

PAY ME YOUR MONEY ASAP 🤑

nah I’m kidding <333 I’m so happy you like Ezekiel!!!

1: oh no,,,, then we will get to see a whole new side of Ezekiel, I mean it’s not like he hasn’t eliminated other people before…. He doesn’t like sharing yn’s attention with someone else…. He really doesn’t. Before yn can bully out that weakling? He’d bully them out.

2: if Ezekiel is good at anything it’s sabotaging. He can’t have yn move abroad, at least not without him, yn is like an addiction to him, he can’t live without her bitchy attitude and just her. First he will beg, but if yn would be stubborn? He’ll just have to take other measures.

3: Ezekiel would go literally insane if yn were to ignore him, I mean we saw a glimpse of that in loser ≠ lover, right? He would try to get her through sex, begging, it would only get intense, he’s such a stalker, yn wont be able to avoid him for long.

4: to be fair, he doesn’t give two flying fucks about yns so called bully friends, he ignores them, and her friends know better than to interfere between yn and her pet.

5: ooooh 👀👀 he would ask her to make him her boyfriend, get into a real relationship with him, she can still bully him all she wants but he really wants a label on their relationship.

6: hmm, like I have mentioned before, she just unknowingly fed into his wildest fantasies, at first it was only a silly little crush but as soon as she started to bully him, he became so obsessed with her fucked up treatment, he felt special, he’s a masochist so his infatuation really grew.

7: oh no…. He’d literally make sure that he gets rid of her, she can’t steal him away from yn, he could even kill her, he’s unpredictable…

LOVED YOUR QUESTIONS BABE. tysm for sending them in, appreciate you loads <333 anytime xx

[charlottedabookworm]

Dawntrail Day 2

spoilers up to: lvl 93 msq (including first two dungeons and first trial)

original draft date: 29/6/24

scheduled release for: 27/7/24

time for more msq! only passively leveling picto atm - i ain't dealing with those dps queues - so i'm hoping to reach the first dungeon and trial at least today!

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sorry wuk lamat but you did tell erenville you’d take any way that was available

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awww Thancred’s embarrassing koana

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….i stopped literally ten minutes before the dungeon unlock last night

ten minutes

fucker

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question (that isn’t gonna be answered for a month lol): does who the cutscene mentions staying behijd change? cos i’m on drg and ali is staying behind but if i was a healer would it be alphi? or can alphi or wuk lamat switch out for dps on this trust dungeon?

…they probably just flex wuk lamat or alphi thinking about it

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okay wow hi i hate that

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sorry wuk lamat we’ll get you a rest soon let me just drive all over the zone collecting aether currents first

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yeah but neither do your brothers

you heard even koana: he doesn’t see rhe point or ihih’hana when there are simpler ways to revitalise the soils aether. why care about tradition when you can have efficiency?

you want to learn wuk lamat and that’s the important part

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the boy is just so damn pretty

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i don’t care how villainous you are you do not take a seat at a cafe for your top secret villain meeting and then not at least order drinks

fucks sake support local businesses damn it

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“As long as you cover my teleportation fees”

“…what is a teleportation?”

I’m dying-

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time to get my arse handed to me in a spar with gulool ja ja!

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fucking hell i was not expecting that active time maneuver to go so hard

fun fight tho not really hard but definitely has you bouncing around a lot

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that none of them are ready for the throne?

yeah clocked that

but then that’s what this rite is for yeah? to teach them and see who will be ready

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sareel ja is giving me major mad scientist vibes ngl

i am very worried about what he’s gonna get up to

maybe the true villain? he’s almost certainly gonna end up tossing aside zoraal ja at some point

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damn she missed

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i hate follow quests

doesn’t matter what game just hate

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TWO????

there’s a second one?!?!?!

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oh hey! nice!

we haven’t had a race speak a different language since the dragons iirc!

i mean these guys can speak both and are gonna try and kill us almost certainly but! own language!

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wait what-

another dungeon already?

i know they do them on odd quests but still it hardly feels like any time has passed since the last dungeon esp when i played eight hours yesterday without hitting the first one

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okay i’m digging the music in worqor zormor

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rdm confirmed as a healer class square said it first

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annnd valigarmanda is free

i’m not saying i’m blaming bakool ja ja despite having no evidence but

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i were fucking right

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that has to disqualify them right?

like bakool ja ja has to be disqualified from the rite for freeing valigarmanda right?

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koana’s back!

i’d say they were gonna let us do trust for the trial but alphi isn’t here-

zoraal ja? huh

really expected him to have left tbh

maybe trust is back on the table then? but still no second healer (except for healer rdm ali who doesn’t steal the lb)

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duty support yes!

i love it when they do this for trials!

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….how tf did we get onto this platform? I see no way up in the slightest

yes i am typing this while standing in front of valigarmanda i’m on trust they’ll wait

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huh

no idea if this is a trust trial thing? so you have a chance to learn from your mistakes? or if it’s supposed to be for everyone and it’s only showing on me cos of trusts

but also the trial was fun and can’t wait to see how the extreme ends up

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i do appreciate that wuk lamat is basically the only one makinh friends so she’s (seemingly) the only one getting all these golden city lore dumps

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flying unlocked for urqopacha and kozama’uka!

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so i've been thinking aobut it for an hour or so (dog walk) and it's occurred to me what i found odd about this part of the msq

dawntraal bucks a trend that's been in every ffxiv expansion

we've had at least a single split zone since heavensward (sea of clouds) and two in every expansion since: the peaks and the fringes for stormblood, kholusia and amh areng in shadowbringers, and labyrinthos and thavnair in endwalker

dawntrail doesn't buck the trend here with urqopacha and kozama'uka

but in every previous expansion, those split zones were some of the first, usually the first, zones we visited. we explored half of them. we left and the msq continued on, we visited 1-3 other zones, and then we return once more late into the expansion to explore the other half of the zones. it has been this way in every expansion

except for dawntrail

dawntrail starts exactly were you expect, esp after shb and ew, you start the msq. the msq splits along two paths. those paths introduce the split zones. the msq remerges and continues

only instead of taking you to the third zone, as anyone who'd played the previous expansions would except, dawntrail immediately takes you back

urqopacha and kozama'uka are the two first zones you visit and then you go back and explore the other half and there are still four zones left to visit and i-

i'm really curious as to how this will change things. usually split zones are both beginning and almost endgame zones (usually place directly before the final zone in more recent expansions) so now that they are fully beginning zones what does that mean?

will this be the new trend now or is are they gonna change it up every expansion? is this just something for dawntrail?

idk and it probably means absolutely nothing but it's interesting

[taegularities]

Oh I was entertained to the fullest and till the very last devoured the whole thing in one sitting like 🍗💋

Firstly I love it more than before everytime I read your recent works it's just gets better your writing is just getting better with every fic and the whole description just crunchiest shit 🫦🫦 which is so rare to get such quality in this fanfiction community and very few who just do it WE LOVE IT BABE the growth and hard work you put in these ffs so much love and appreciation for you and lots of respect

Personally love this inner monologue of jk's you did in this just OH MY FUCKIN GOD like for a good minute even after knowing he gonna be assy musty bitch I was rooting and feeling for this guy so much.

My thoughts were like okay it's just little insecure narcissistic eittiy bittiy baby boy we are dealing with who is about to get his shit wrecked up and down but DASH 💨 we got some other route I knew it exact the moment Chaos coming when oc mentioned the college and her friend like yes bitch ✨✨✨✨ you are fucked 🤭🤭 we are getting a HIT 🔥🥵 SHOW

And is it bad to say I feel little bad for the unreleased song unfortunate how poor song isn't getting released anytime soon #justicefortheunreleasedsong

WOW LIKE WOW scrumbley delicious smut gosh RID you really outdid yourself with this one just 👩🏻‍🍳🍳 I wanna know how you writing this good smuts lately so much better than some actual publishing authors 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

Now coming to the oc's friend I understand her and sympathize her and nor I wanna sound like some completely unsympathetic person BUT !!!! like C'MON GURL HE WAS A CLEAR CUT VISIBLE RED FLAG he put on display of himself and still you went in like your friend is able to see more into your whatever relationship than you at all we clearly DELUSIONALLY BLIND 🦯 too our own goodness but that was very dumb 😭😭 of her I'm sorry like we can't even blame her people even IRL be doing shit like that. I'm not victim Shaming at all like yes what the fucker character of jk did was absolutely disgusting and deserved Karma he got at the end

But how come she never thought of her friend who was constantly there for her like if you would have asked oc to commit murder I'm sure she would have gone all 🤺🤺 not that we support such stuffs 🙅🏻‍♀️ but some 🦨 nasty deserve

Being for real if not legal action she and oc could have pull some smart move revenge prank back on him if only she genuinely listened to oc I don't know I feel bad how she just didn't give much thought and went away so fast after that fuckers bullshit talk

Btw I Love that playlist thingyy you did cherry on top loved how similar taste we share (⁠´⁠ ⁠❥⁠ ⁠`)

And about jk's character dynamic I feel like he always prefer himself in way he chased himself in people from very childhood getting full on best treatment and praise from all side clearly made him little narcissistic and self obsessed with zero expectations of returning back anything to the point he thought of anyone but him and his Chase for more appreciation and undivided love in different people all the time till he get's bored from them when they start asking back for the some love YK which is what we get to see with jangmi like all he wanted was typical love me all you can without wanting back in return till I get board and toss you I'm sure even after all that he keep on doing same shit with others assholes like him never stop any lower

Untill he got faced with something to Chase more just like parallel to his career we can see it's like he wants to something to engage with on constant like a spoiled brat child who is more so anticipated of opening the gift rather than receiving or appreciation of others hope it's all making some sense ⊂⁠(⁠◉⁠‿⁠◉⁠)⁠つ

And I kinda I wish there was more of uglyness from oc's side yes I'm through and through satisfied but still I was wishing more of a femme fatale crazy havco taking place her making him all tangled up in love  and obsession full-on blinded by her to the point he can't still imagine her do something like this just swapping off floor from his feets like ⛽🔥📛👩🏻‍🚒🚒

Really love you appreciate you for putting this out here for us 💖🙏🏻

~🦴🔫 anon

32k in one sitting is insaneeee 😭 omg did i get better? thank you.. as someone with a creative hobby, this is all i could hope for :') gosh, i bet there are so many people out there who are amazing and do even better stuff than i do, but you're so sweet and i'll take the compliment 🥺

glad you liked the jk pov :P he's super secure and insecure about himself at once!! definitely is a narcissistic, whiny baby either way :') yes!! the world missed out on the song bc it was my time, one of the greatest tracks ever made, but what can we do 🤣 THANK YOU FOR LIKING THE SMUT. i am quite proud of it, if i say so myself, like i do think it was one of the better ones i've written so far :D how i'm writing such good smut lately? who'd know 👁 LOL

you right you right, the friend was certainly naive, but i guess that was just part of her personality, you know? like, jangmi was an extremely kind, extremely giving person. she trusted others and she believed in love, she just gave that trust to the wrong person. she hoped she could change him, or make him love her; just a very "oh a bad boy, i can fix him" kinda mistake. oc isn't like that – she sees through people fast.. and she tried to convince jangmi, but love is love and it does make you blind and you only really see the issues once the loved one is gone in one way or another. things would've turned out so differently if she'd listened to her best friend though sigh :') and oh, oc definitely wanted to take legal action! or hurt jk in some way, but jangmi, as someone who really really liked kook, did not want to go that far.. she was not the type of person to take revenge or pull a prank.

hehe okayyy, i put a lot of thought into the playlist!!!! so happy you enjoyed it!! any fav song on it?

yup yup, the top notch treatment he got from his family, and as the younger sibling too, certainly shaped him. made him selfish for sure; for him, nobody is good enough, and he def deffff doesn't expect anything from anyone!! except maybe attention and love, but he won't settle for long enough to actually give anything back. proceeds until he gets bored and then moves to someone else. chasing someone else was new for him, which is why oc intrigued him so much haha she didn't give a shit about his advances :P

yeahhhh, i think oc has a lot more in her than we know, but since the fic was already too long and we didn't see much of her thoughts or anything from her pov, it was a bit hard to go the full femme fatale route 🤣 not sure if he would've ever fallen in love with her, tbh.

i appreciate you so so much, babe!!!! thank you for dropping such a long fkn review??? i'm sorry i got to it so late, but i wanted to give a thought out response. literally, never stop and ily <33333

[roseofithaca]

Last Days

(Some entries from my oc Silver's "Book of Shadows" / diary, leading up to her death. The photo is of my actual doggo who passed away eight years ago. 🥺🥹).

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24th June 2003

Confidence Spell

In a cleansed space, dress a small orange candle with oil and coat with mixed herbs, most notably rosemary, chamomile and lavender. State your intention before lighting the match. Sit and watch in a comfortable position while visualising the light glowing within yourself.

I did it.

I told them.

The spell worked, it gave me the courage to stand in front of them and finally come out. In hindsight I should have remembered to cast a ward of protection around myself for the aftermath. But Derek at the shop told me that focusing too much on protection magic can actually attract harmful energies. And, to be honest, a part of me wanted the drama. I wanted my family to give a shit, even if it was thrown in my face. Wow, gross imagery there, Silver.

I suppose it went better then some. Reading posts on some gay and lesbian forums, some folks have it a lot worse, especially over in America. This one girl's dad was a pastor (I think that's like a Vicar? We only ever called them that around my town). When she came out to him, he had her sent to some preachy conversion therapy camp and she ended up having to run away to live with her cousin, now her immediate family act like she's dead. Yikes. I didn't get it that bad.

My sister rolled her eyes and scoffed. "Sure you are. You're totally not just doing this for attention, like the witchy thing." And my brother was cringing like I'd tried to flash him or something. "How do you even know? You've not even had that many boyfriends!" Ugh! What the fuck?! What kind of older brother wants his sister to sleep around more than dudes until she "can be certain"? I've had enough experience as I need, bruv! Think he just feels weird now as I've probably ruined all that lesbian p*rn I know he's into after that time I used the computer after him and he forgot to delete his history.

And Mum? Well.

She cried. She didn't wail or scream or anything but if was kinda like the cry of a little kid who got told they weren't allowed to get some Pik n Mix at Woolies. I asked if she was angry and she just threw her hands up and said she was disappointed I wouldn't "at the least" give her grandkids. Then she stormed outside to smoke with my sister.

I felt so cold and numb afterwards. What did that even mean? How would being gay mean I can't be a mum? We've all watched Friends, we saw Ross' ex Carol be a mum, Susan was his adoptive mum, that could happen to me. Or I could adopt. Fuck, I want to be a mum, someday...way, way, way off. And anyway, she has a grandkid! I'm surprised my brother didn’t pipe up to remind her of that. It was just me and him left in the room and it was awkward as fuck. Bri and I have butted heads but I'm closer with him than Lisa, which is not saying much. Think my confession ruined whatever little sibling bond was there.

Shit, I wish Dad had been there. He'd have been cool with it. He'd have been so proud of me for being brave enough to tell them all and he'd have given me one of his epic bear hugs.

Except that's a lie.

According to Brian, anyway. When I mentioned Dad to him, he scoffed and said "You're joking, right? Dad was homophobic as shit. This the guy who refuses to watch Star Trek TNG because a 'poofta' was the Captain."

That hurt worse than any reaction the others had to my coming out. At first I hoped he was just saying it to get a rise out of me or just to be a dick. But the more I looked back through my hazy memories, I can recall those tiny little bigoted comments which as a kid you just don't care about. Because they didn't matter to me back then. All I cared about was that Dad was fun, that he spoiled me rotten, that he'd take me to McDonalds whenever I asked and to the cinema and Stone Henge.

I needed some air after that. Jess always provided an easy excuse to go for a walk around the fields to clear my head. While she bounded off after squirrels once I let her off lead, I sat under a tree and cried my fucking eyes out. Not for the reactions of those I got, but for the one I would never get.

Those breathing exercises Derek showed me helped a lot. The throbbing in my head died down a little. Chanting the names of the Goddess while I tried to focus on letting go of that useless worry over a dead parent's opinion of me.

It sounds awful but, given how many father-daughter relationships I've seen break down when girls reach their teens, maybe I was lucky to lose my dad as young as I was before he could truly disappoint me.

But either way, I did it. I'm now and out and proud gay (or bi, I'm not 100%, just definitely not straight) witch. Love me or leave me.

So mote it fucking be.

31st October 2003

And the fires shall burn, and the wheel of life shall turn, and the dead come back home on Samhain!

Happy Halloween!

As it's the Wiccan New Year, I guess I should make a resolution? I resolve to start living my damn life.

Ever since I dropped out of college, it's like I've been drifting through life. The few jobs I've had haven't gone anywhere and I just don't know what to do with myself. Actually, no, I fantasise about the life I want all the time.

A cottage in the woods. I wanna wake up and breathe in nature every morning. I want my own garden where I can grow fruit and veg and herbs for my spells. I want to be able to sit and read my fantasy books in the sunshine for hours in peace. Obviously Jess will come with me, I'm pretty much the only one who walks and takes care of her, she's my bestest girl. And I'll adopt three or five more dogs. Maybe a couple of chill cats. It would be so cool if I could tame a fox like that woman who was on This Morning the other days. Foxes are basically cats inside little dog shells, they're so cool. And I want a wife...I think. Part of me would be happy living alone with nature and pets but then I get this niggle of desire for someone to wake up with and appreciate all that beautiful stuff with me every day.

But that life is just not gonna happen unless I find a way to make a shit ton of money to move out of my town and set up somewhere in the West Country or Surrey or Kent etc. For now I'm trapped in this tiny shitty town in the arse-end of Essex with almost no bus routes. Driving lessons have all ended in disaster, fucking dyspraxia I'm blaming you.

Gods, please, if you're going to trap me anywhere for the rest of my existence can it at least be somewhere better than this?!

What few friends I had have all gone off to Uni or abroad. One girl even asked if I wanted to go to Australia with her but the idea of working in a bar gives me chest pains. Plus the spiders! Sorry, little dudes, I love and respect you but I can't help but get the creeps! I keep up with what they're doing on MySpace and MSN but a lot of it depresses me to realise how stagnant my life is. Not only am I trapped but I'm also lonely as shit.

LOL. Jess just rested her head on my knee as I wrote that and gave me the biggest saddest labradoodle eyes. Of course I'm not totally alone, I've got my bestest girl. And my deities. Enough to keep me sane.

Speaking of mental health, gotta remember to make an appointment with my GP about these headaches. Mum blames the incense and reckons I'm dehydrated. Says the woman who smokes like a chimney and needs a glass of wine a day to get through the week.

Doing my Samhain rite later but first gonna take Scarlet out trick or treating. Her little witchy costume is so cute! I know the whole hat and warty nose stereotype is offensive to Wiccan culture but OMG she is adorbubble with her little plastic cauldron! Can't believe she's nearly three, she's growing up so fast. Even if I never get to be the cottage core mum I dream of, I can be the awesome witchy aunt.

11th March 2004

A spell to attract friendship

Cleanse an empty bottle with incense. Fill with pink or white salt to protect from toxic relationships, cloves for friendship, cinnamon for happiness, lavender for calm, rose quartz and amethyst for healthy friendship, sugar for sweetness, a dandelion for loyalty, seal with yellow wax, carry in purse or pocket often - remember you need to leave your room to find those friends you seek.

I might have just discovered something really cool!

We're staying at my great uncle's house in Surrey for a couple of weeks to help him out while he's not well. Uncle Bob's always been a cool old dude, I wish he'd lived closer when I was growing up. Anyway he knows how into the supernatural I am and started telling me legends of this really old house literally just a twenty minute walk from where we're staying.

And when I say old I mean OLD. Like Henry VIII old, if not before that! He even has this book telling the history of it. Apparently the rich lady who lives there used to host tours but she's getting too old to do it now and has mostly become a recluse. There's all sorts of shit that went down in that house, some Tory prick who died in a sex scandal, ROFL, it was used for all sorts of soldier stuff during WWII, a bunch of rich folk whose names I still see dotted around the village lived there. Even before there was a house there were settlements were there were plague outbreaks and witch trials. Actual fucking WITCH TRIALS! I always wanted to visit Salem but screw it I got some history on my doorstep now.

And theres all sorts of ghost stories! Some dude who tried to kill Queen Elizabeth I got his head chopped odd and rumour is his headless body can be seen wandering the grounds. There's this famous 'Grey Lady' ghost who falls out the window screaming in the middle of the night. Some freaky creature like a wannabe Bigfoot roaming the woods.

I gotta go there. Sounds like it's buzzing with untapped magical energy. Just looking at the photo of the building, I feel like it's calling to me.

Honestly one of the coolest bits of history was there was said to be a stone circle which the house now stands on. Don't think I can get myself in there, even if I ask the old posh woman really really nicely. But there should be enough power around the site for me to call to.

Screw it. I'm sick of trying to find my own coven to do shit like this. I did a quick scope of the place while walking Jess and it doesn't look like she has much in the way of security. There's not even that high a fence around the wood. I can jump over that easy enough.

Gotta take the opportunity while I'm here. Uncle Bob might be being moved into residential care so chances of us coming back to this part of the county is slim.

Still got those mushrooms Derek's nephew gave me. Been really hesitant about taking them, I don't like doing drugs more than a little bit of weed and even that ends up making me paranoid and thinking the world hates me.

But he swore that if I wanted to properly see the gods, they were the best tool.

So tonight, I'm gonna sneak out and make my way up there, set up an altar and ground myself. It's gonna be like taking a bubble bath in pure magick! I got all that history and ancient energy as well as the full moon. Helped bake some cakes for Uncle Bob earlier and gonna take a few crumbs of the leftovers as offerings. Pan especially has such a sweet tooth.

This is the night I'm gonna take my life into my hands and summon everything I want. Love, friendship, freedom, excitement....oh and mustn't forget healing for these stupid migraines.

Jess keeps staring at me from the foot of my bed, whimpering for attention. Maybe she wants to play fetch. Maybe she wants to come with me. Should I take her? Hekate likes dogs so she might appreciate her there. And I am going into the dark woods all on my own. A lot of scary stuff has happened to young girls and women on the news lately. But they were children, I'm twenty next year! If I take Jess with me and she starts barking, it might wake the Button lady or her neighbours.

No, babygirl, best you stay here. It's gonna be boring for you watching me do my ritual high as a kite while I tie you to a tree. Once I'm back I'll sneak you up some chicken from the fridge.

It can be our little secret. ;) and I'll do a spell to make sure my best girl has plenty more years of treats and belly rubs to come.

So mote it fucking be.

[the-demon-of-a-thousand-eyes]

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒟𝑒𝓂𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝒶 𝒯𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓈𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐸𝓎𝑒𝓈 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 26

Eye Time A Lesson is Taught, Impossible Since He’s Coned

Pairing: Alastor x F!OC (Theia, The Demon of a Thousand Eyes)

Chapter Summary: You and Charlie confront Valentino and you succeed in intimidating him. Unfortunately, no matter what tactics you may use on him, his contract stipulates that the studio is the place he has all the power, and you know this is a battle you will not win, even when you do win the war some time from now.

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: Valentino, knife, kinky undertones, blood

Standing just outside of the door to Tino’s studio, you ask Charlie if she’d like to know what she’s going into first, but she waves you off, saying, “Honestly, Theia, it can’t be that bad. It’s just sex, right? I’m familiar enough with that.”

You wince. “I mean this isn’t making love, Charlie. You guys went to that BDSM club, right? It’s gonna be more like that, probably. Tino tends to make some rough stuff. He prefers it, likes to make Angel hurt. I’m warning you, even if I don’t look, that what we see in there probably won’t be pretty.”

She waves you off, “It can’t be that bad, or Angel wouldn’t keep coming, would he?”

You don’t have an answer you feel comfortable giving, so instead you let her open the door.

You both step inside. You hear Angel call out, “What are you gonna do to me…” In a fake sultry voice, but as he sees the both of you, his voice cracks out, “Charlie?!”

The demon on top of him says his name is Rocky at the same time that Angel shoves him off and walks towards the both of you. “Theia?”

Charlie is too caught up in all the strange sights around her to hear him. “Oh, so this is where the magic happens.” She nearly bumps into a female Hellhound as she’s taking off her bra. Charlie blushes and shuffles back awkwardly from almost running into her. “Oh wow, that is—” She gasps and her blush disappears as she sees a male bull sinner being covered in mud. “That is a lot.”

Angel takes Charlie’s hand with his uppermost right one and brings her back over to where you stand, still just in the doorway. “What the ever-loving fuck are you two doing here?”

Charlie puts on a forced acting air that is far less practiced than Angel’s. “I am the Princess of Hell, Angel. And I go where I please.” She spins dramatically, then drops her voice to a whisper. “I'm here to get you some time off for the hotel. Now, where's your boss?”

He looks at you, then, and you shrug. “She insisted on coming. Vaggie was gonna let her come alone. I wasn’t going to let her show up here and talk to Tino by herself. That could only ever go poorly.”

“Well at least one a yah has some sense. Now can yah both please leave before Val sees yah?”

As if summoning a demon by mention alone, Tino bitches, “Angel! What’s the fucking hold up?”

“I’m coming!’ Angel calls back, irritated but trying not to show it.

“Not off camera you’re not!” He warns, his voice laced with rage.

“Please, please, just wait, wait until I'm done working and we will talk about this, I promise. But first, you've gotta go.” Angel begs. You shrug. You’d be fine with that. You’d be sad, of course, but both you and Angel know there’s nothing you can do.

Unfortunately, before you can convince Charlie to leave with you, Valentino decides to come see what has been distracting Angel Dust. First, he sees her. “Aaah, Your Majesty.” He pushes Angel behind him and you wince. “Welcome to my humble sex dungeon. “What can I do for such a—” The blind-ass moth finally recognizes you, and his expression falls from a lecherous grin to a cranky scowl. “Ugh, Ojitas. To what displeasure do I owe your arrival? Not too busy on Alastor’s leash are we?”

You pointedly ignore his attempt at a barb with his second question. “The princess was worried about Angel and insisted she show up at your disingenuous place of business to request some time off from work for him. I’m just here so you remember to play nice, Tino.” You grin toothily.

“Or what, Ojitas? You’ll kill me? You’ve run out of comebacks, prude.” Tino blows smoke in your direction. You blink it away.

“You know your stupid poison doesn’t work on me, just as Vox’s hypnosis fails as well. As for being a prude,” You smirk as you stalk closer to him. He’s always been taller than you but you’ve never found that problematic. He’s no threat, not without his aphrodisiac. Not to you anyway. “I assure you that’s not what my beloved Al said just this morning.” You cackle. “You’re just pissy I never fucked you.” You smirk harder. “And yes, if you’d have been a good enough boy for Maestra, I might have fucked you oh so well, stupid boy. Now? Now you get nothing, and if you even think about touching the princess in any manner other than what I deem appropriate, I will pluck your eyes from your skull and leave you here on this floor. I don’t see how it would be much of a hindrance. You’re practically blind anyway.”

“Ojitas has some sass in her today, hmm?” One of his lower arms reaches for your chin and you pluck your knife from your hilt and hold it to his neck. His hand lowers and he visibly gulps.

“Try and touch me and I will not just pluck and eat those eyeballs like ripe grapes. I will tear your limbs and wings off you, leave you to bleed out on Vox’s console for him to clean up the mess. He should know better than to let you off your leash, puta.” He shivers and drools a bit. It takes you a moment, but then you realize something. “This turns you on? You’re pathetic. You can be desperate for Maestra all you want, you stupid little moth, but I’m afraid that’s a lesson you’ll never learn, a tutor you will never be able to afford.” You let the blade press into his skin and he hisses, swallows thickly. “I could kill you with this knife right here. You’d bleed out on this floor and no one would even come to your rescue. No one would care.”

Charlie feels the need to intervene. She steps forward and puts a hand on your shoulder. “Theia, you promised you wouldn’t kill him.”

“Oh that’s right. I forgot.” You let the blade knick him slightly anyway, just to hear him hiss, “I got so excited. I love to deliver justice to those who need it swiftly, and those who work here against their will deserve the satisfaction of watching their abuser bleed out at their feet.” You give him a saucy, knowing look. “Your poison may arouse, Tino, but it will never make them feel true love. It is a corruption, a coercion. You will never get anything real, anything genuine, except my knife digging further into your neck. You can thank our dear princess for the reason you live today, for the reason I haven’t gutted you just so I can watch your blood leave your body and the light in your eyes die.” You pause for a moment, then when he says nothing in response, you dig the blade harder into his flesh. He hisses. “Well go on then, Tino. Thank her.”

“Th-thank you, your majesty.” He hisses out with a whimper.

“Not good enough.” You sneer. “You can do better than that. The princess has just saved your life, after all. You should be more than grateful.”

“Th-thank you, princessa, for sparing my life.” He gulps again.

“Theia, I think he’s had enough.” Charlie says with worry.

“Hmm, I suppose, if you think so, Princess.” You keep the knife in place, however, as you say, “You will be civil with the princess, or I will be forced to seek retribution for your behavior. Have I made myself clear?”

“Y-yes, Ojitas.” He nods.

You dig the knife into his neck harder. A drop of red glistens on the blade. “I have a knife to your throat and you think you get to call me that?” You tsk. “I should strip your other antenna for that alone. Be a good little pupil and address me properly.”

He gulps. “Y-yes, Maestra.”

“Good. Now, what have we learned today?” You croon as you slide the blade up his neck.

“T-to keep my hands to myself.” He gulps again.

You remove the blade. “Alright, Charlie, I think he’s ready for you, but I’d still keep your distance from him, even if he knows that I’ll be watching.”

You step to the side and lick his blood off the knife. “Mm,” You shrug. “I’ve had better.”

Charlie takes a step forward. “I’m here to request that Angel get more time off to spend in the hotel.”

Tino focuses his gaze on Charlie to avoid having to look towards your warning glare. He takes a drag of his cigarette and this poisonous smoke billows into the room. Charlie is coughing and annoyed but unpoisoned, unaffected, as he replies, “Angel Dust is behind on shoots as it is, princessa. I can’t just give my star away because of your whims, no matter who you are. It’s not as if anyone respects your crown anyway, with your papi gone after all these years.”

You cross your arms and raise an eyebrow at him, point the blade in his direction.

He swallows. “Perhaps an arrangement can be made.”

Charlie smiles. “I propose that he get weekends off, and afternoons.”

Angel raises an eyebrow. “Don’t I get a say in this?”

You nod. “Angel has a point, Charlie. It’s his time you’re negotiating for, after all.”

Charlie looks at Angel then, with hope in her eyes. “What time off would you like, Angel?”

His gaze goes from Charlie to you to Tino and back again a few times in quick succession. You’re worried he’s going to get dizzy. “I–” He stutters out, “I—” He stutters out again, and Tino’s gaze darkens as he watches him.

“Angel, can I see you in your dressing room for a moment?” He hisses out, and he narrows his diabolical gaze at you. He knows he’s won. Your face twitches slightly. You can’t do anything if he brings Angel into this. You knew this would happen. No matter how much you threaten him, he owns Angel’s soul, and while in the studio can do with him what he pleases.

Angel looks terrified as he’s manhandled into his dressing room by Tino. You don’t need to open your eyes in Angel’s dressing room to know what’s going on in there. The roaring and wailing are enough for that.

Charlie turns to you. “Why didn’t you stop him?”

“I can’t.” You tell her honestly. “There’s nothing I can do, once he gets Angel involved, at least not here. I told you this might happen.”

“There’s more you’re not telling me.” She grabs your hands. “I’m just trying to help him, Theia. Tell me what I need to know to do that.”

“It’s not my call, Charlie. I can’t betray Angel’s trust like that. I’m sorry.” You sigh.

“How am I supposed to help him if I don’t know the truth?!” She pleads harder, her face contorting and her hands wringing. “Did he make a deal with Valentino?”

Just then, the door to Angel’s dressing room bursts open and Tino is dragging Angel out by the arm again and throwing him on the bed. “Alright! Get your asses back on set, and we are taking this from the top!” You wince at the sight of the marks on Angel’s neck.

Charlie’s eyes glow red and her hair floats, her true power threatening to escape. She roars, “What makes you think you can treat him like that?!”

Valentino stands there smug, his upper arms crossed and his lower hands on his hips. She starts to lunge at him, but Angel jumps between them.

“Charlie!” He exclaims, and she halts. “Just stop!”

“Angel, what are you talking ab—-” Charlie begins, but Angel cuts her off.

“Charlie, leave!” Angel yells. He turns on you too, and it hurts. “You too, Theia!”

“But—” Charlie starts again, but Angel cuts her off a second time.

“I didn't want you to come here. I already asked you to leave and you didn't listen. You made things worse.” He says as he pulls her away toward the door, an effective sidebar. You trail after them. Part of your gaze is fixated on the smug look on Tino’s face. You want to pluck his eyeballs from his sockets and flay him alive. Tino should have groveled more. You think to yourself. As soon as he leaves the studio I’m going to flay him alive for what he’s done.

“I just wanted to help you.” Charlie pleads with him desperately.

“Well, you ain't! You actually want to help me? Get the fuck out of here! Right now, and let me finish my work.” He points to the door, then turns his eyes on you. “Don’t forget I mean you too, Theia. Yah just had to let her come here, didn’t yah.”

As Charlie sobs, you tell him, “I didn’t let her do anything, Angel. She was going to come here on her own. You and I both know it would have been so much worse if she had. I knew coming here was only going to make it worse. I’m sorry. We’ll leave now.”

You take Charlie’s hand and give Valentino one last glare as you resheath your knife. “Maestra will come for you later. She punishes the worst ones first.” The first chance I get I’m going to tear him apart and leave him to respawn so I can tear him apart again, the second time even slower.

‘I’ll be looking forward to it, Ojitas!” He takes a drag of his smoke and blows it in your direction as you use the eyes in the studio and the eyes in the lobby to manifest back home.

After the morning you’ve had, explaining to Al about the new eye on your chest doesn’t seem so bad anymore.

A/N: Tino is such a bitch. Theia is going to love tearing him apart later.

Chapter 27 is exploring Boring Closet Stuff, finally.

First || Chapter 25 || Chapter 27

[minerwarfare-suzuya]

Addressing One Thing About The Fanbase

I feel like this isn't talked about enough and it's one of many reasons why I've even made this blog and why I'm in the works of making my Mobox87 rant video, "Filling up the gaps" as to go into further details on topics that previous Mobox87 rant videos don't fully dive into discussing. Such as the topic of talking about Mobox87's fandom which is going to be a 4 part segment in my future video but it might be a 5 part considering the issue I wanna talk about.

Now during the time I have been away from this blog. I've been busy in the works of remaking the FNAF Affinity AU on my new blog that has steadily grown. I did come across a drawing request sent into my dm's that is just repulsive for a ship between Brandy and Alfred which I did call out.

I should mention that back then Mobox87 used to do art requests in her QandA and OC ships were one of her popular demands.

Now don't get me wrong, I'm fine with drawing characters being shipped together since I did accept a request to draw Renata x William in my ask/submission box.

So I'm completely fine with ship requests but don't expect me to do them all the time since I won't deny that there's some I'm not a fan of, such as Brandy x Alfred cause there wasn't any development between them for me to like it nor do I see any kind of romance between Alfred and Brandy ever happening in my remake of the story especially since the original story had changed and tossed that idea away.

But still

What the actual fuck-

My brother in Christ you is a pedophile for asking to make that shit for free

I get that I have said in my FNAF Affinity Remake, Brandy Afton will be getting a different story by being a surviving character and we'll see her as an adult.

Either way, despite that happening. There have been other weirdos tryna creep up on the idea of making Brandy drawn in certain gestures I don't find appropriate especially since they don't age her up from her original age or there is just flat out child porn of Brandy.

Bon-25 and 3dfq23 have shown to have an interest in the character Brandy which if ya go look...

It ain't that pretty looking. It's just vile considering that these two accounts went to comment, reblog and like a post from an account called grandmobox87foodhorse that reposted literal child porn of Brandy which that user has confirmed to be 20 years old.

Ironically enough, this obsession with Brandy wouldn't be the first time I've seen Mobox87's own fans going crazy over in a sexual manner.

Considering Arion the kid was one of these fans who'd prey on users on Amino for having the character set on their profile.

Now what could be the reason why these fans of Mobox87 are obsessed with such a character in such a sexual manner?

Well that's because Mobox87 made NSFW at a young age during the peak of her career online and has exposed her minor audience to all of her explicit art work without a warning and advertised her Tumblr where she got away with it.

Quote from my document.

"Exposing minors to adult content at an early age can often trigger a lot of desires which can become far worse as they grow older. Such as addiction, aggression and encouraging early intercourse."

Honestly this is just out right gross behavior from her own fan base that have grown to be adults or teens near adulthood and not know what the age of consent is or just prey on users against their own will.

Either way, I've blocked these accounts cause I don't want any association with them plus I've made it clear on my blog that the content I'm making is meant for a mature audience so that it isn't targeted to minors or anyone underage but considering it's the internet. I don't have control of who follows and I can't expect to block everyone or anyone all the time if I were to get more attention on the second blog.

Anyways, that's all I wanted to talk about. I will be going off again about this shit if I come across any weird shit.

[razzmothazz]

fuck it. more oc rambles but its all just random things i thought of

Makoto is a huge kikuo fan!!! also speaking of his music taste, i imagine that if he ever finds n25s music he will also love it and be a fan :3 he mostly listens to weird/obscure/sad[ish?] stuff, but one day he overheard someone talk about mmj and decided to check them out, cause he never rlly knew/was into an idol group before and wanted to see what those are about. he fell in love IMMEDIATELY. he felt a comforting warmth in his chest when he listened to them and became a huge fan of their music!!

it took him a while to actually get the hang of the idol thing, but after being very stupid [/aff] about it on his blog people explained it to him HSHDHDIDH. he decided haruka is his fave simply cause she seemed the most put together and thats the kind of people he admires, but as he got deeper into the fandom(i guess u can call it that??) and learnt more about the idols he started sharing the same respect for all of them! haruka is still his favourite tho tee hee.

speaking of haruka! he actually met her AFTER he became a fan by chance and it was the most awkward thing ever. he was waiting for his sister in front of the girls school and saw her walking by, she noticed him and complimented his earring and he just. gave it to her. his mind bluescreened and so it seemed like the most reasonable reaction to an idol complimenting you on something.is to just. give it to them???? he did mention hes a fan tho, so she accepted the gift sjjdjdhskdhfb you can imagine his face when he saw minori run over to haruka after she walked away from that awkward interaction of theirs. he was SHOCKED.

oh yeah ive decided also that he has a part-time job at a music store his family owns! his grandma is the owner so he helps out there a lot, and is also how he met shiho!! she would come around there quite often so they ended up chatting a lot and eventually became friends :3 it took a while tho since theyre both not that talkative, but eventually bonded over their taste in music amd instruments. they often send eachother song recommendations :3

his work at the shop also led him to be close with an! Ken would often get equipment from them and sometimes an would go with him or get stuff by herself, either buying new stuff or sending something for repairs and whatnot. they knew eachother for a few years, and when he learned she makes her own music he was very excited for her and would often watch her perform, later cheering her on when she was part of vbs [which is how he got to know kohane, akito and toya]. he admires how hard working and responsible she is and sees her and ken as family :3

AND SPEAKING OF VBS- he found himself getting along with toya very quickly, since theyre similar in many ways! they enjoy hanging out at weekend garage and just peacefully drinking tea/coffee in comfortable silence, which others find. a bit odd. they have mutual respect for eachother and find the others presence calming.

when it comes to akito tho... they dont exactly get along. makoto is very chill, but something about akito and his temper kinda bugs him.. he sees him as somewhat responsible but way too impulsive and competitive, hes still nice and doesnt comment on those things because akito seems to be a great friend to vbs and is definitely not a horrible person or anything. basically not annoying enough to get worked up about it but annoying enough to just Not Enjoy His Presence All That Much. not like akito likes makoto much either, he kinda sees makoto as a guy that has no backbone and finds him quite boring. however they have something of a mutual respect of The Grind. if you will.

wow im rlly just going on and on here okay last one to finish off the vbs thing!!! kohane!! makoto doesnt spend much time with her but an talks about her a lot, and from her words shes an amazing friend and partner, so he has a lot of respect for her!! whoever makes an this happy will get his admiration and respect, not to mention he sees how hard kohane works too and thinks thats amazing :3

okay thats all for now im back to being normal [not]

[plutobutartsy]

You Mentioned OCs. (np)

oh di i'm so excited you asked about them i'm actually jumping up and down rn bc like,,, i've had these two for YEARS, i rotate them in my mind every single day and with all the media i consume i always think ok but what if the protagonists were ACTUALLY my ocs like i'm so mentally ill about them

their names are Briar and Evelyn (Evie for short) and they're both so silly and so disgustingly in love, think vincent and lovely but ten times worse

also this got like REALLY long so don't feel obligated to read it all lol

let's start with my boy Briar

his name frequently gets mistaken for Brian and it makes him so irrationally angry lol

he's a born vampire! so no old man activities this boy is like 17 as of now

he's the one who knows how to cook! he makes food for others as a love language

also fun fact there's like an actual vampire cuisine in this universe so vampires can consume food that's not just blood and still get nutritional value out of it

his family are part of the older vampire generation technically? what i mean is his family have been vampires for a few centuries now so they're kinda rich and well known

that said, his parents are for sure around 80-100 but him and his sisters are young!

as i've said he's only around 17 and he's the youngest out of his siblings

he has 3 older sisters (20ish, 24 and 28) and they're all very protective of him because omg!!!! that's their baby brother!!!

sometimes too protective to the point where they underestimate him and make him feel bad,,, woops!

he still really looks up to them and puts them on a bit of a pedestal, making him an overachieving perfectionist while he strives to get to what he assumes is their level

spoiler alert this results in a lot of angst and him not feeling good enough despite his parents and sisters never really pressureing him to do anything

he definitely tries to hide his insecurity by overcompensating and acting more arrogant than he is but his friends can read him like a book lol

"i had this leftover because i made too much on accident, eat it so i don't feel bad about being wasteful. honestly you should feel honored to be allowed to taste my cooking" translation: "you seemed stressed so i made you your favourite meal but please don't bring it up or i'll die. hope you like it ^-^"

terrified of bugs which is unfortunate since his 3rd sister loves them and keeps them as pets

when i said overachiever i meant it. student body president. excels in most sports. top grades.

he has to be perfect or he will literally die (real) (not fake)

oh he's also scared of dogs and he's very pathetic about it. i'm talking he sees a tiny puppy and he crosses to the other side of the street.

works at a convenience store because he doesn't want to end up being a spoilt rich brat stereotype lol the old ladies at check out love him because he always offers to carry their bags to their car for them

tries to act all serious and grown up when he's around his sisters to impress them but it's a lost cause

he's a complete sweetheart please tell him he's doing a good job and watch trashy dramas and reality tv with him

okie Evie time :3

she's a witch!! wohoo magic

she has like a billion siblings

jk just 5 but still

all of them are adopted and a different magical being (for example her older brother is a werewolf) simply because i think it's funny

listen hear me out: her dad is like fucking bruce wayne, adopting kids left and right, but he's just a regular schmegular human so i think it's hilarious that he adopts a new kid and he's all like "oh great they're just human phew no stress for me"

just to find out that no, this child is in fact NOT human, and on top of that they're an entirely different species than the rest of his kids so he has to learn about their specific needs and quirks and whatnot all over again

listen it's hilarious

okay anyways

evie stress bakes!! so she always has new stuff to give to others because WOW girl you're stressed beyond measure

brought 5 loafes of bread to school once to give to her friends. "thanks but you already gave me 2 yesterday my family really can't eat all of that :(" "girl PLEASE you have to help me i have 12 more at home and my dad is fucking PISSED he told me to get rid of them immediately."

if Briar needs to be perfect or else he will die, then Evelyn needs everyone to like her or she will die

she's honestly a bit of a pushover because of that but she's working on it and has made great progress (therapy queen)

fashion lover and lover of cute things

her outfits look like a claire's threw up on her

her magic manifested when she was like 5 when she got into a fight with her brother and she just. launched his ass into the sky lol

that accident broke his leg and made her resent her powers for a bit

like she wanted nothing to do with them and straight up refused to go to a school where she would learn about them. her dad was so worried because suppressing magic longterm makes you actually sick

that is until a friend of her dad explained to her that learning to control her powers would help her prevent any more accidents

that friend is called Makena and we love her! she's a witch as well and ended up giving Evie private lessons and also helped Evie's dad with learning about magic and how to care for non-human kids

at first Evelyn rly sucked at magic like REALLY sucked at magic and she was like, are you serious this is ASS

but she was just a slow learner and is really good now :)

works at Makena's cafe in an effort to help with her social skills

i have drawings of these two somewhere but it's been a while so i can't fund them 😭