#i was sad and wanted to quicky draw something cute before bed

[duchi-nesten]

they both wanted to match with cujo. not with each other. with cujo.

unofficial part 2 to this post because i have gray ghost + cujo brainworms that wont leave me alone ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Shared Cujostody AU Masterpost

[meedoo1809]

(Alrighty, this is a risky experiment and my first time trying this.

Let me preface this by telling you this is objectively not good, and you shouldn't be expecting anything before you start reading.

This is just Charles of my imagination and how I'd like him to be. Oh, and it is missing a couple of alphabets.

Ok, now you can continue)

Charles Xavier

NSFW Alphabets 👀

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex): He cleans up himself and probably makes a bath for you. Then you sit together and read or some cute shit.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of their partner’s):  He loves your neck and collarbone. Basically biting it, sucking it, giving you hickeys that are borderline visible when you're wearing normal clothes.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically…): Idk I feel like he would go with your preference.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs): He would probably not mind a threesome, being a kinky telepath. But he'd be constantly in your mind saying naughty stuff to remind you of your true allegiance.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?): Probably has a fair amount of experience under his belt during his university years. He knows what he is doing but is different depending on the partner. Tries to cater to their individual needs.

F = Favourite Position : He is into everything but probably more into those where you face each other. Like you straddling his lap.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc):  He is absolutely the biggest tease ever, is goofy and teases you until you get very turned on and then he gets turned on because he is invading your mind and then it all gets serious suddenly.

H = Hair: Being the rich gentleman he is, yep he probably is well groomed.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…): How much more intimate can you get if he's in your mind whispering nothings all the time, if his emotions are yours and yours his.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon):  Oh he loves it. Especially when he catches you having dirty thoughts.

K = Kink: Public sex, very risqué. But he don't let anyone see it obviously although he is heavily tempted to.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do): Everywhere in that big mansion of his. Even though he is scared of the mutant kids intruding, he is thrilled to do the deed in the office, in the big expanse of the garden, beneath the old tree, on the old vine-grown garden chair, pressed on the brick wall outside the house.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going): 

Mostly your dirty thoughts of him while he is working or cooking or teaching. At the time he sends you a warning, and at night he fulfills your fantasies.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs): 

Controlling you in the bed is something he would never do. He wants you to do the things you want to not what he does. Controlling people have bought nothing but sadness and horror to him.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc): 

Loves giving oral. He loves going down on you and see your mind disoriented while he does so. He whispers encouragements like "darling, you should say something."" What do you want me to do? " "sweetheart, I can't hear you" "Don't tell me this is your limit, love" .

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.): 

He is excruciatingly slow. (Idk how many times I am gonna bring up telepathy because I fucking love it)

He loves drawing out each moan of yours until he is so turned on by your pleasure that he starts to pick up pace and then fucks you like no end.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.): always, but then fills your mind with what he would like to do if they had more time.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.): 

Yeah, he is pretty kinky. Like I said, public sex is a kink of his.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for)

Telepathically unlimited, and that's probably enough for you too.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?): 

He loves toys. He encourages you to use them when you're not next to him. And he reads your thoughts while doing so. He loves whispering " darling, go on, I'll help you with it" " oh my sweetheart can't handle it, is it too much for you? Let me make it better" while he is in the office not breaking a sweat and you're in the bedroom.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make): 

He moans and he loves it when you moan. Even though he can hear your thoughts, it never feel enough until he makes you moan out his name like a prayer.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice): I like to think he is a switch. He loves to bottom and top depending on what you're both feeling at the moment.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?): He has a moderate libido. Does not need to fuck all the time but when he does, you can guarantee it's about to be a spiritual experience.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards): He reads to you and tucks you in. After which he falls asleep.

Thanks for reading if you did lmao.

I'll never be doing this again because it's embarrassing af for me as a sexually repressed person.

[darling-i-read-it]

Dorms

Steve Harrington  x reader

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: nothing I don’t think? Maybe moving away from home 

Author’s Note: I’m currently rewatching stranger things as an intermission before I start Hannibal over again so this is exactly my moom, i love steve

Requested: by anon, omg haha im the steve anon :) i was wondering if u could write smthg where reader is going off to uni but steve is staying back in hawkins to work or whatever and hes planning on reapplying next year or whatever. and maybe u could write ab the drive up to her new school, like he took the day off to take her there and get her dorm set up and like lowkey angsty but also fluff cuz my heart cant take too much pain rn 😅❤️ also i absolutely love all ur will fics 🥰🥰 thanks again love

Summary: the requests

Genre: fluffy with borderline angst

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director 

(not my gif)

Steve knew that that horrendous summer would be your last little bit of time together and he had tried to enjoy every moment he spent with you, regardless of the mall being completely wrecked by an otherworldly creature. You were his best girl and the only reason he was able to successfully say that he got over Nancy Wheeler.

You and Steve started dating at the end of your senior year in high school. You had made it very clear from the get go that you had been accepted to a college that was about two hours away from Hawkins and you were planning on going, with or without Steve. He didn’t have the numbers to get into the college at the time and it had taken him too long to be accepted at all. He promised to reapply your sophomore year but it was still a whole school year away from each other not counting the visits.

He took the day off working at the movie store so that he could drive you up to your dorm. He was hell bent on making the day a fun one instead of the sad one he thought it would inevitable turn out to be. He grabbed a mixtape that he had made for you when you first started dating and popped it into his car.

“You know,” he said over ‘Every Breath You Take’, “you really could just make this commute every day if you wake up early enough.” You scoffed. Your parents were in the car behind you but you were trying to put it out of your mind just in case you wanted to get off an exit and pull a quickie with Steve before you couldn’t.

“I could if I got up at like 3am and I am not trying to make that commute.” 

“I would get up with you. Make some coffee and say goodbye before the sun comes up, you know!” You gave him a look and he nodded, shrugging. “I guess  you’re right. But still, you know how much I’m going to miss you.” You nodded.

“Should have put your papers in sooner bucko,” you said, nudging him. He leaned over and put his hand on your thigh.

“I have never gotten a paper in on time.” 

“I can concur.” He looked over at you and you put a hand through his hair. It was filled with products but you didn't mind that much as long as he let you touch it.

“You sure you won’t forget about this pretty face of mine while you’re out?” he asked. He was deciding to be playfully vulnerable, a cop out to being actually vulnerable but you appreciated it nonetheless.

“I could never. Plus, Jonathan gave me a shit ton of polaroids from when we got together at the pool with him and Nancy.  I shall hang them all over my dorm room wall so any boy who enters will know that I am taken.” He nodded, squeezing your thigh. 

You arrived not long after and you convinced your parents to get some food so that you and Steve could sit alone. He was helping you bring boxes up and you were throwing things at each other and he was complaining about how many of his shirts  you had packed. 

It was like nothing had or was going to change. 

That was the way you both liked it. 

You stood on your bed and he sat by your feet, going through the pictures Jonathan had taken. He was also holding the tape as you started to decorate your walls. You had the basic bones down of the room, the bed and clothes done and you wanted to have some things for Steve to help you with. 

“I made this,” he said, grabbing a thing out of his pocket. You looked down at him and took the piece of paper. You smiled as you unfolded it, laughing. 

“Steve…”

“Put it up there!”

It was a clear crayon drawing that looked like it was done in three seconds but it was still cute. Two stick figures were on the paper as well as yours and Steve's names. On the top it said, plain and clear, ‘she’s taken’ which you thought was cheesy but you could never tell him that. He handed you a bit of tape and you put it between two pictures of you and Steve in the pool and sitting beside it, your feet in the water.

“Thank you Steve,” you muttered and he nodded proudly.

“Anytime you need my artistic skills you just call,” he said, pointing at you.

“I might just have to drive down and pick something up from you if I need it.” He nodded.

“That’s perfectly alright with me.” You smiled.

“Good, then I will. Whenever I can.” 

“Good.”

[ahatintimestorybook]

A Royal Problem Chap. 19

I’m excited to share this chapter!! I quickly worked on this when I saw Shane Frost share some of his AHIT lore that he was showing off and soon got inspired to work on the chapter right away!!

And yes, this was my longest fanfic chapter I wrote outside of my Pretty Cure fanseries (which I need to work on again!) About this many pages!!! However, that’s what you get for working on an idea for a chapter you have been anticipating since the day this fanfic was being created.

T/W there is abuse and violence in this chapter so be warned!

Enjoy!!

Many, many years ago…

So many years ago before Vanessa was even born, the kingdom of Subcon was just a small little village with a few houses and a few new buildings that were currently being built. A young princess, with blonde hair tied into a braided bun, blue eyes, and wearing a blue dress was watering the flowers in the manor garden. She looked like Vanessa, but it wasn’t her.

The princess smiled seeing the flowers enjoy the shower she was giving them from her special watering can. “Perfect.” She said. The princess put the watering can down, and picked up the shovel. She looked around the garden where she could dig, and smiled finding the perfect spot. Walking over to the spot she started to dig that spot. Once the hole was big enough, she quickly pulled out a small seed to put inside the hole.

“Hi there!” The princess gasped and turned to see a young boy looking through the other side of the fence. The young boy wore a red and blue outfit, had dark brown hair and maroon colored eyes. “What are you doing?”

“Oh, h-hello.” The princess replied. “I’m just gardening. It’s spring now, so I thought of doing gardening.”

The boy chuckled. “Of course. Princesses love gardening and cute things.” He commented, rolling his eyes.

“Hey!” The princess shouted, glaring at him. The boy laughed harder, which made the princess throw some mud at the young boy. The latter blinked in surprise seeing mud splattered on his face, which made the princess laugh.

The young boy glared and wiped the mud off his face, but his glare lifted as he started to smile at the young princess’s laugh and soon he started to laugh as well.

Seeing the boy meant no harm, the princess walked towards him. “I’m Princess Catherine, just call me Catherine.” The princess introduced herself, as she did a little curtsy.

“I’m Artemis, but everyone calls me Artie.” The boy introduced himself. Catherine smiled and blushed at the young boy. In return, Artie smiled and blushed at her back. The two stood there smiling, blushing, and being nervous around each other until Catherine's father called her name.

“Catherine!” He shouted. Artemis gasped and quickie gashed off, as Catherine went back to her gardening. Catherine’s father, the King ran outside and just saw his daughter continue gardening, even though he heard Artemis talking to his little princess.

“Yes father?” Catherine asked.

The King, named Victor, looked around his garden seeing if he could find Artemis, but saw he wasn’t there. Well, he was but he was hiding inside the bushes. Seeing that the intruder was nowhere to be found, he shook his head wondering if he was just hearing things or was there really a commoner talking with his little girl. “I could’ve sworn I heard a voice.”

Catherine giggled. “What? Can I say hi to passing villagers?” She asked.

King Victor sighed and smiled ruffling his daughter’s hair. “You're such a sweetheart, Catherine.” He said, which made Catherine giggle. “Well, finish up with your gardening and then wash up for lunch.”

“Right!” She replied, giving a nod. The King gave a light chuckle before leaving his daughter to finish her gardening. Once he left, Artemis came out of the bushes and smiled at the princess, which made her laugh. “You're a sneaky one.”

Artemis chuckled. “Well I’m well known in Subcon sneaking and hiding in places.” Catherine laughed as she placed the seed inside the hole. “Are you planting a Serene Tree?”

Catherine nodded. “Yeah, sad those hunters destroyed all of them a few years ago.” She frowned. “I was glad my father stopped them, and we saved a few seeds. So, I’m planting one of them now so it can grow in the manor.” She explained.

“Make sure you always water it every day, and in the winter water it twice so it can survive.” Artemis told her. Catherine was surprised Artemis knew all of this knowledge of the Serene Tree. The princess was about to ask, but Artemis answered why he knew. “I read a lot about plants.”

“Well glad you do, because now I know to make this tree thrive and live in Subcon for generations to come!” Catherine beamed.

“If you need any more info on plants let me know. I’m just around Subcon doing my thing.”

“Okay!” Soon Artemis waved goodbye and sprinted off from the manor. Catherine smiled and rolled her eyes finishing up with her gardening before heading inside the manor to have lunch.

By nighttime, Catherine was already in bed reading a fantasy novel before she went to sleep. While she read she heard a tap on her window. Folding the page of her book, she got out of bed and saw a paper ball on her window. Carefully, opening up the window she unraveled it and read what it said.

Want to hang out tomorrow? I’d like to get to know you more.

-Artie

Catherine smiled and looked out the window to see Artemis waving to her with a smile. She nodded, which told him “yes I’d love to hang out with you!” Artemis smiled and gave the princess a thumbs up before running off. Catherine sighed before closing the windows and heading to bed for the night.

The following morning, Catherine woke up early and met with Artemis outside the manor. She told her butlers that she was just going out for a morning walk and we’ll be back soon. When she saw Artemis, she smiled at him. “Well good morning, early bird.” Artemis beamed.

“Morning.” Catherine giggled. “So what do you have planned for this hang out?”

“Just a walk around Subcon Forest and get to know the princess more.” Artemis replied, giving a smirk to the princess. Then Catherine did something that surprised him, she held his hand, and in turn gave him the biggest blush Catherine has ever seen in a person. The boy gulped, and held Catherine’s hand back.

The walk around the forest was a relaxing one. The trees and the flowers blew in the wind and no clouds were in the sky as the sun shined through the trees. Catherine has never been this far in Subcon in her life, and yet seeing this far into Subcon was beautiful.

“Wow.” She said in awe. “Everything here is…” Her voice trailed off.

“Magical? Marvelous? Sublime?” Artemis asked, throwing different words for the princess.

Catherine giggled at the words Artemis was throwing out at her. “Beautiful.” She answered.

Artemis chuckled. “Doesn’t every princess call everything beautiful?” He asked.

“Maybe.”

Artemis and Catherine laughed as they stopped at a very large tree with a giant hole carved into it. The hole was big enough to be a small living space, or a hideout. Surrounding the large tree was a small pool of water surrounding it.

“Did you do this?” Catherine asked.

Artemis shook his head. “No! I mean if I did I’d brag about it.” He explained. “The tree was like this for who knows how long! I use this tree to be alone with my thoughts.” He explained. Catherine walked in and saw all the drawings inside the cave. “The drawings though, I did myself.”

“You're an amazing artist, did you know that?” Catherine asked, her eyes sparkling with joy.

The young boy blinked in surprise and blushed a little bit. Never in his life he was told his art was amazing. “Y-you’re the first person whoever said that to me.” He mumbled, but loud enough for Catherine to hear.

The princess was surprised and blushed a bit herself. “Well, it’s true. Does anyone say anything good about your work?”

Artemis frowned and shook his head. Catherine gave a small gasp as she saw Artemis walk away from her. “I don’t have anyone. My parents died a month ago, and it’s been me and my teacher.” He explained.

Catherine frowned and walked towards Artemis and put his arm around him. “I’d lost my mom about a month ago too.” She told him.

Artemis nodded, remembering hearing about the Queen’s death. The queen was on a trip with the king and caught some sort of bug and died two weeks later. After that the king cut every kingdom off from Subcon till further notice.

“I remember hearing that.” Artemis whispered. He put his arm around Catherine and pulled her in close.

The princess felt comfort in Artemis’s arms. She snuggled in closer to the boy and let out a happy sigh. Catherine needed this for the longest time since her mother passed away. As she snuggled with the boy she started to feel tears in her eyes. Some of the tears had fallen from her eyes to her dress.

At that point, Artemis and Catherine had started a relationship, though a secret to her father. The two would have picnics or walks in Subcon forest, sometimes they’d go inside the tree hollow to draw and doodle and Artemis gave the princess planting advice so the princess could grow more beautiful flowers.

Days turned to months, and months turned to years till the time where they were 18. At that time Catherine grew into a beautiful princess and was loved by everyone in the kingdom, even her boyfriend, Artemis. Speaking of the young boy he was offered to be an assistant by a local artist who was well known to the royal family. King Victor still didn’t know anything yet about the relationship, but he did grow suspicious of his daughter a couple of years ago seeing her leave the manor early, coming back for lunch or dinner and running out again.

“Happy 10 year anniversary Catty!” Artemis cheered, bringing over a cupcake for the princess. The two were sitting under the same tree house they’ve been drawing, and hanging out since they met.

Catherine giggled and took the cupcake from her boyfriend’s hand. “Thanks Artie.” She said, giving a smile. Artemis smiled, as Catherine split the cupcake in two to give one to Artemis. The young boy chuckled as he ate the half of the cupcake, which caused some icing to appear on his face. Catherine looked up, seeing she had icing on her face as well, and laughed.

“Hey princess, I don’t think it's polite to have frosting all over your face!” Artemis laughed back. Catherine blushed in embarrassment. She touched her face and saw she did have frosting on her face. The princess giggled herself as she wiped some of the frosting off her face.

“Here.” Artemis chuckled, “Let me help.” Soon he leaned in and kissed Catherine on the lips to remove the frosting from her face. The princess giggled, as this wasn’t the first time Artemis pulled her into a kiss.

“Thanks.” Catherine said.

Artemis, who had even more frosting on his face thanks to the kiss. “You’re welcome, my princess!” He replied, giving a beaming smile..

Catherine gave a light giggle as she and Artemis just sat down under the tree, as the breeze blew on the trees around them. The princess stretched and leaned on Artemis’s shoulder, which the latter then wrapped his arm around the princess. “So,” Artemis started. “What does the princess get to do on her 18th birthday?” He asked.

The princess gave out a loud sigh. “This is the time, where my dad, the king is going to look for a husband for me, and once he does we marry and he leaves the throne and makes me queen.” She explained.

“Is it me?” Artemis asked.

“I wish.” Catherine replied. “Because my father wants me to marry a prince, not some painter.” She groaned.

Artemis chuckled and pulled Catherine in for a hug. “I’ll prove it to him.” He said.

“How? You know how my dad is?”

“I’ll show him I’m capable of running a kingdom with you.”

Catherine chuckled. “I wish it was that easy.” She sighed. “When I’m queen I’d make it a rule where my children and grandchildren could marry whoever they want. As long as they treat them like how you treated me all these years.” She explained.

“That’s amazing.” Artemis sighed. Catherine smiled proudly. “You're going to make an amazing queen.”

“Doubt it.” Catherine replied.

“You are! You're kind and nice to everyone in Subcon, and have a goal you want to set!” Artemis listed down, which made Catherine look up at him. “You’d be the perfect queen.” Catherine smiled, but quickly frowned and turned away. Artemis frowned and went quiet, but stood by Catherine.

The rest of the night was quiet, the sun was going down but Catherine didn’t want to head back to the manor just yet; she wanted to spend as much time with Artemis as she could before being separated with him forever.

And that’s what they did.

What they didn’t know was someone from the manor was watching them, giving a glare and rushing back to the manor to tell the king the news.

King Victor was sitting on his chair reading a book, as heard the door open he didn’t bother to look up on who entered. “Is it true?” He asked.

“Yes sir.”

The following day, Artemis was back at his art studio painting a cute portrait of Catherine. He smiled and blushed after the time they had last night, and hoped no one in the manor would find out. Soon Artemis heard a knock on the door and he quickly ran to answer it. However, his expression dropped when he saw who was at the door.

Two guards and King Victor.

“So you must be Artemis?” King Victor asked, glaring at the young man. Artemis was horrified and was ready to close the door, but the guard held onto it and broke it down. “Get him.” The guards then grabbed Artemis as he yelled and struggled to break free from the guards grasp as he was dragged to the manor’s dungeon to be locked up for good.

Back at the manor, Catherine was in bed, looking out the window. Since coming home from her birthday night with Artemis, she could feel something was terribly wrong. She heard the door open, but didn’t bother to look who came in. “Catherine.” Her father spoke up, having the look of “sorrow” on his face.

“What father?” She asked, not looking up at him.

“Did you ever have a friend in the kingdom, who was a painter?” He asked. The princess gasped and looked up at her father. She better hoped he did nothing to him. The King walked closer to his daughter. “Now I didn’t harm him, but something happened over at the paint studio he worked at and well,” He paused to let out a sigh. “I’m sorry, but he went missing.”

Catherine felt her heart drop. “N-No. No!” She yelled. Catherine hugged her father and cried into his arms. “H-He can’t be gone! He can’t be!” She cried. She just saw him, spent time with him, even had the night of her life with him. How could he just go?

“I’m sorry honey, but the guards went to look at the paint studio and saw it destroyed. Someone might have tried to rob it or he got mugged.” King Victor explained.

“I hope he’s alright.” Catherine whimpered, hugging her father closer. Her father gave a cold glare to the boy. How dare his daughter, dated a painter. He’d scold her right now, but she didn’t want her to be more in an emotional mess and decided to comfort and lie that something happened to him. It’s better this way.

What the king didn’t notice was Artemis, who was chained up and dead started to glow a moonlight blue color, as a smile was forced onto his face.

Soon afterwards, Catherine married a prince from another kingdom. Sure the prince was nice, but she didn’t feel the same spark she did with Artemis. What’s worse, Catherine found out she was pregnant with Artemis’s kid. This feeling horrified her, especially King Victor.

“They’re never going to rule the kingdom.” King Victor growled.

Catherine stepped back in fear, shocked at what her father just said to her just now. “B-but father, they’re my child! I’m the next ruler of Subcon and they can’t be a princess or a prince of Subcon?” She asked, angrily.

“They don’t have 100% pure royal blood, Catherine!” King Victor yelled back. “In order to rule Subcon they need royal blood!”

“Why is royal blood needed to rule a kingdom?! They're still my child!” Catherine yelled. It was a non-stop yelling match between the two, none were backing down from the offer. “Please let me raise my child.” She begged.

King Victor stood silent at his daughter, and soon turned away and walked off. Catherine breathed heavily, and sat on her bed in tears.

Months passed and Catherine successfully gave birth to a healthy baby girl. However, King Victor didn’t want his granddaughter to be raised by Catherine in fear of some scandal, however despite not wanting to give up her child she came up with an offer.

“I’ll do it, but on one condition.” Catherine said. “She stays at the manor and works as a servant, and is treated with kindness and respect.”

King Victor nodded slowly. “Deal.” He said before leaving the room.

Catherine sighed and frowned looking at her daughter. “You’ll be alright, Elizabeth. I may not be with you, but I’m here for you.” She whispered hugging her baby close to her.

So, with keeping her promise Elizabeth was raised by one of the maids. While in their care, Catherine married a prince from another kingdom, and gave birth to another daughter, Marie.

However, the promise Catherine made with her father was broken. As Elizabeth grew up her father and Marie treated her horribly. Even Catherine’s own husband saw the abuse, and each time she scolded them or tried to stop them, it fell on deaf ears.

Catherine however, cared for her daughter despite the separation. One day after another wave of verbal abuse the princess went over to her 9-year old daughter to give her a cupcake, the very same one Artemis gave her on their last meet up.

“F-For me?” Elizabeth sobbed. Catherine nodded in reply. The young girl sniffled and wiped away the tears from her eyes, “T-Thank you, princess.” She then took the cupcake and bit into it. The sweetness overwhelmed her mouth and smiled. She then devoured the rest of the cupcake, and sighed enjoying the snack.

“Feel better?” Catherine asked. Elizabeth nodded, which made the princess smile and pulled her into a hug. Elizabeth didn’t know why, but the princess’s hug felt motherly to her. With a smile she hugged the princess back. Elizabeth wanted this hug to last forever, never in her life she felt love like this and she wants this love to last forever.

“Mother?” Elizabeth and Catherine looked up to see a girl younger than Elizabeth with blonde hair and blue eyes like Catherine came in looking confused as to why her mother was hugging the servant. It was Catherine's other daughter, Marie. “What are you doing, hugging a servant?”

Catherine quickly, yet gently let go of Elizabeth. “Sorry, Elizabeth was having a rough day and she just needed some comfort.” She explained.

Marie rolled her eyes in disappointment that her mother was giving love to a maid then her own daughter. “Whatever.” Marie mumbled. Catherine got up and left the room leaving the two girls alone, and once she was gone Marie went over to Elizabeth, and pushed her down to the ground. “You leave my mother alone, you're a maid, you don’t deserve her love.” She said, smiling evilly at the maid, before stepping on her back. Elizabeth screamed in pain, she struggled to get the other girl off of her.

“P-Please let go!” Elizabeth whimpered. Marie did what Elizabeth told her too, but then kicked her on her side, which let out a painful scream from Elizabeth. The girl cried as Marie, still smiling, walked away from the crying servant.

What she didn’t notice was Catherine saw the whole thing and cried. She didn’t know what to do at this point. All she could do was cry.

Months later, Catherine went over to Elizabeth who was finishing up cleaning one of the rooms. “Elizabeth?” The young girl looked at the princess. “I want you to run an errand for me. Could you pick up some flowers and fruit from the market, for me?” She asked.

Elizabeth nodded. “Alright.” Before she could leave, Catherine grabbed her arm and handed the young girl a letter.

“This is for you. I want you to read it at some point today.” Catherine told her. “It’s good news don’t worry.” She reminded her.

Elizabeth looked at the letter, before putting it in her pocket, and leaving the manor in a flash. Running errands for Princess Catherine was one of her favorite things to do as she could get away from the manor and could be at peace with herself.

Once she was gone, Catherine sighed and looked out the window to see Marie playing with the kids of Subcon. She quickly smiled, but frowned seeing she wished both her daughters could live this happy, but sadly no. Catherine was tired of all the abuse Elizabeth was going through, her father whom she loved broke the promise he made with her. She couldn’t stand her husband, who was an arrogant narcissist. With a snap of her fingers, a flame lit up in Catherine’s hands and soon the flames surround the floor.

Elizabeth was heading back to the manor holding a bouquet of purple and white flowers and a basket of fruit. She was scared going back to the manor, but like always she took a deep breath and kept marching forward. However, a scream and a large crowd started to run towards the manor.

“What’s going on?” Elizabeth asked herself, following the crowd. As she got closer she saw a cloud of smoke near the manor and the manor itself was engulfed in flames.

Elizabeth’s heart dropped and her eyes widened at the sight of the manor, her home in flames. Marie, a few maids and servants were outside, some were crying. However, she couldn’t find the king, Catherine or her husband.

“What happened!? What happened?!” Marie screamed, running over to the scene.

One of the maids cried and went over to the princess. “It’s horrible! It’s horrible!” She cried.

Elizabeth ran on over to one of the maids. “Marcy, what happened?” She asked.

The maid, Marcy wiped the tears from her eyes. “It's the princess! She, her father and her husband are still in there!” She cried.

“Mother is still in there?!” Marie asked. The maid nodded in reply. “Then get her out of there!” She demanded. Marcy shook her head, before she could speak, a part of the roof fell. Everyone screamed seeing the manor burned to the ground.

Elizabeth dropped the flowers and fruit she bought for the princess and cried loudly that this happened. The one person in the manor who gave her love, friendship, and cared for her like a mother was dead.

Once the fire cleared, the bodies were removed from the debris and were soon buried by the surviving maids and servants of the fire. The funeral for the deceased royals was a sad one, as Catherine never became queen like she wanted to be. Elizabeth was depressed after the whole ordeal, and never spoke the entire service.

After the funeral, the manor was being rebuilt and many of servants, Marie, and Elizabeth were living in a guest house that Catherine and her father owned. Elizabeth distanced herself from Marie, not wanting to interact with the princess, now future queen, after losing her mother.

During that time, Elizabeth looked at the letter Catherine gave her and decided to open it and read it, since she didn’t due to the fire. She opened it and pulled out the note, and read it. Her heart dropped seeing what the princess wrote to her before her death.

Dearest Elizabeth,

I have a secret to tell you. I didn’t know how to tell you this because I promise my father I’d keep your identity a secret. Or I should’ve said grandfather. That’s right, you're my daughter, my firstborn. You’re grandfather didn’t want you around me because your father was a comonor, a painter named Artemis, who I called Artie. Sadly, he went missing before you were born and since then no one has found him. However, I have to believe your grandfather did something to him. Because of you not born with 100% royal blood, I couldn’t take care of you. Not only that you can’t rule Subcon, even though the law states the firstborn has to rule the Kingdom.

I wish I could’ve told you sooner, but I couldn’t. I had no idea what to do, I couldn’t bear to see you being treated by my family like this! I begged for it to stop, but no one listened to me or just outright lied to my face. With that, I’m going to make it stop.

I hope you're reading this before the fire started, because I’m going to end it all right then and there. No one would hurt you ever again!

The downside, I will spare whoever makes it out of the manor alive and your sister, Marie. I know Marie treats you horribly, but I couldn’t kill my own child which is why I had to spare her. Yes, you can tell her the truth about this, and even if things don’t change for you two it's best that the two of you know.

I’m sorry I gave you up, I’m sorry for how my family treated you, I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you who you are! I’m sorry I ended my own life just because you were in so much pain. I hope you understand, and that somewhere in your heart you love me.

I love you!

-Catherine aka mom

Elizabeth teared up reading the letter, hugging it close after finishing reading it. The princess was her mother, and despite the separation she still gave her the love and care a mother should give her daughter.

“What are you crying about?” Marie asked walking over to Elizabeth.

Elizabeth wiped the tears out of her eyes, and handed Marie the letter. “Read it.” She whispered. Marie glared at the girl, but took the letter in her hands and read it herself. When she read it her eyes widened and turned to face Elizabeth.

“We’re sisters?” Marie asked. Elizabeth nodded in reply. Marie read the letter again not believing it. “And you're supposed to be queen?” She asked again. Like with the previous answer, Elizabeth nodded in reply. She had to read it a few times till her mind clicked. She then turned to Elizabeth, and soon…

SLAP

Elizabeth stood there in shock slowly putting a hand on her cheek where Marie slapped her. She trembled, looking up at her younger sister. “You're never going to be family to me.” Marie said as she walked away from Elizabeth. The girl sighed, knowing what her mother’s letter said. “Also,” Marie spoke up again. “If you do plan on telling the kingdom, I will kill you.” She said as she walked away leaving Elizabeth defeated.

“Poor, poor child.” A voice whispered.

Elizabeth gasped and looked around where the voice was coming from, but saw no one there. It was probably the wind, or today’s events caused her to hallucinate. Whatever it was, it meant for Elizabeth to get some rest.

Years later, the manor was rebuilt and Marie became queen of Subcon. Elizabeth had to watch in the distance seeing her sister being crowned queen. During this time, the two girls grew up into beautiful young women, like their mother wanted them to be. The physical abuse was over, but Marie still treated Elizabeth horribly.

“Hey servant, you’re in my way!” Marie shouted, shoving Elizabeth out of the way as she walked away from the crowd below. Elizabeth gave a small glare at her sister, but quickly dropped it and sighed.

There wasn’t really anything she could do, right? She couldn’t tell the entire kingdom, right?

In her bedroom, Elizabeth was writing in her journal about her sister’s coordination. She started writing this journal not too long after the letter her mother had given her as a way to write how she felt about everything that happened since it was revealed she was Catherine’s daughter. To her, this journal was the only way she could speak her mind about Catherine’s truth without Marie finding out.

A knock came to her door, and quickly Elizabeth stopped writing despite messing up one of the words. She put her notebook away in the drawer and locked it up. “Come in.” She said. Soon the door quickly opened and it was Marie, marching in with a glare.

“Where is it?” She asked.

“Where is what?” Elizabeth asked back.

Marie glared and slapped her sister. “You know what I’m talking about!” She snapped. Elizabeth went quiet, trying to think of what Marie wanted from her, as nothing came to mind. Marie growled seeing her sister playing dumb and slapped her again. “Are you dumb?! I’m talking about the letter from mother!”

“Oh that letter.” Elizabeth groaned. Of course she has it, but she didn’t want to give it to Marie. The truth needs to be revealed or kept somewhere safe. Not destroyed and forgotten about. “I-I threw it away.” She lied.

Marie glared and grabbed Elizabeth by the throat, squeezing it tight. Elizabeth gasped and struggled to get out of Marie’s grasp. “I know you're lying to me, Elizabeth. Tell me where it is now!” She growled.

“I told you,” Elizabeth paused to let out a cough. “I threw it away.”

This got the newly crowned queen upset. She slammed Elizabeth to the wall and squeezed her throat. “You're lying!” She shouted. Soon she threw Elizabeth and let out a gust of wind from her hands, which slammed the girl to the wall.

“W-what was that?” Elizabeth asked slowly getting up.

“Subcon royal powers.” Marie replied. “Grandfather told me about them. Only those of royal blood are born with powers..” She explained.

“L-Like a curse?”

“Well, not a curse. It’s special for those born by royalty. Which means you don’t have royal blood.”

Elizabeth glared and stood up in front of her sister. “I do have royal blood!” She snapped. “We have the same mother!”

“Yeah, but your father was a peasant! My father was a prince!” Matie snapped back. “You’ll never be seen as royal to anyone of Subcon!” She shouted before using her wind powers and slamming Elizabeth to the wall, harder this time. This attack knocked Elizabeth out and gave Marie a chance to find Catherine’s letter and destroy it before anyone else finds out.

Marie went through her sister’s drawers, cabinets, and even her bed looking for the letter. She then found it in her notebook, sticking out inside. “Found it.” Marie said, smiling as she found the letter Catherine wrote that told the secret about her other daughter. Now she could destroy it in a fire, like her mother destroyed herself. What the queen didn’t notice was Elizabeth, slowly getting up and following her.

Marie made her way towards the living room and started up a fireplace ready to burn the letter. Elizabeth quietly sneaked up on her sister, holding a candelabra in her hand and in a flash hit her sister multiple times over the head with the candelabra.

Blood splattered over the wall and floor as Elizabeth brutally over and over again. She kept on going until Marie’s body stopped moving. Dropping the candelabra, and covered in blood Elizabeth stared at Marie’s deceased body. She then walked on top of the corpse and grabbed the letter putting it in her pocket before locking the doors to the room.

It would’ve been days till the rest of the servants found Marie’s corpse and went to address the kingdom of the queen’s untimely death. No one knew who murdered Queen Marie, but there was no sign of a break in or struggle, and they couldn’t think Elizabeth, or any of the servants did it. Because of this they kept how Marie died a secret till someone spoke up. When that happened, Elizabeth knew this was her moment to tell the kingdom the entire truth.

“May I have everyone’s attention!” Elizabeth spoke up. The maids and servants looked at the young woman as she stepped in front of the crowd holding Catherine’s letter in her hand. She then read the letter in front of everyone, which let out a bunch of gasps and murmurs from the people of Subcon.

“Princess Catherine was in love with a painter?” One villager asked.

“What does this mean for Subcon?” Another asked. This got the crowd worried about if Subcon is done for.

Elizabeth sighed, “I guess since I am Princess Catherine’s daughter. I should be queen.” She suggested, which made everyone look at her. Elizabeth gulped and rubbed her arm, “If you don’t see me as your queen that’s fine.” She sighed.

Everyone in Subcon looked at each other and smiled looking at the new future queen of Subcon. The kingdom cheered and chanted Elizabeth’s name, making the young girl smile seeing now she was going to be the new queen of Subcon.

Weeks passed, and soon Elizabeth had become the new queen of Subcon. After being queen, a prince named Nathaniel, who heard of her courting came by and the two soon fell in love. After spending a year together they wed and soon had Vanessa.

When Vanessa turned 3-years old her ice powers started to show, which were ice powers. No one in Subcon saw ice-powers in years, and yet Vanessa had them.

“You should be lucky your majesty.” One maid said, as she saw the young princess forming a snowball into her tiny hands.

“Yeah.” Queen Elizabeth said, as she watched her daughter play with her ice and snow powers. Soon the young three year old saw a spider hanging from the fireplace. She tried to reach for the spider to grab it, but soon her ice powers functioned and freezed the spider. The frozen bug then fell and shattered all over the floor.

The queen and her maid shrieked seeing what just happened and turned to face the young princess. “Sowy!” Vanessa apologized.

Queen Elizbaeth sighed and shook her head. “Stop making messes Vanessa. I know you have ice powers, but you can’t keep making them clean up your mess.” She scolded. This in turn made the young princess look down.

“Sowy.” Vanessa apologized again.

“How about you clean up the mess Vanessa, and give the maids and servants a break.” The queen then stormed off, with the maid right behind her leaving the young princess to look down at the mess she just made.

“Did you have to be that harsh with her? I mean she’s three.” The maid asked the queen, seeing what she said and how she treated her wasn’t how you treat a three year old.

“She needs to learn, if she doesn’t she’ll be relying on you and the servants.” Queen Elizabeth replied, before walking away to her room shutting the door to be alone. This was just the starting point of Elizabeth’s path to mold Vanessa to the person she is today.

During that mold, Elizabeth read the history of her family's history and understood how these powers work. Once the king and queen or prince and princess marry their child will be born with powers. Like Marie told her, before her death Elizabeth was born before her mother married Artemis, and with the latter not being royal she wasn’t born with powers of her own, but her daughter did.

What’s more was the servants were right; Vanessa’s powers were rare, but very dangerous. The earliest known relative was King Victor’s Great-Grandfather who used his ice powers to stop a war, which ended up killing everyone including his own army.

Even though Subcon isolated itself from the other kingdoms, and was peaceful there were still crimes in the area, and most were quickly imprisoned or killed by the guards. However, if she could teach her daughter to freeze intruders it would give the guards a break from their work too.

It would be perfect!

Two years had passed, and Elizabeth knew Vanessa was finally ready to use her powers. “Mama, do I need to do this?” A 5-year old Vanessa asked as her mother led her to the cellar, where criminals are sent to be punished.

“Yes, my darling, this is a training for your ice powers.” Queen Elizabeth lied.

Vanessa looked at her hands and then up at her mother. “I don’t know if I should do this.” She whispered.

Elizabeth then put her arm around her daughter. “Don’t worry, you’ll be fine.” The two made it to the door of the cellar, and Vanessa gulped seeing a shivering prisoner, who was arrested for stealing food from the marketplace.

“P-Please your majesty! I-I didn’t mean too! I was so hungry, and my daughter needed to eat!” The prisoner begged.

“Alright. I forgive you.” Elizabeth said. “However, let’s see if my daughter does.” She then gave Vanessa a little push, getting her closer to the prisoner. The princess looked at her mother, before giving a gulp, shaking her hand out ready to freeze the prisoner.

Vanessa was nervous about doing this, she was only five! How could she kill a person at that age? She gave her mother one more look to see if she would change her mind, but Elizabeth was getting annoyed at her daughter stalling.

“Now, Vanessa!” Elizabeth growled.

Whimpering Vanessa’s hands slowly turned cold as her ice powers started to form from her hands as the man shivered in fear more. “P-please, m-my daughter. I need to see her. I-I promised to take her to the flower garden.” He begged.

Vanessa teared up listening to the man’s story and in a flash a shard of ice came out, but instead of hitting the man and freezing him, it just launched an icicle to the wall missing him. Elizabeth growled and looked at her daughter.

“You missed!” She shouted. “How can you miss!”

“I’m sorry mother!” Vanessa begged. “I-I can’t kill anyone!” Elizabeth growled and grabbed Vanessa’s arm dragging her to her room. The young princess screamed and cried begging for her mother to let her go. “Please mama! Don’t! I’m sorry!” She yelled. Queen Elizabeth ignored her daughter’s plees and just threw her into her bedroom, and blocked the door with a chair so she couldn’t get out.

“When you're ready. I’ll let you out.” Queen Elizabeth said walking away and ignoring her daughter’s plea for help.

Hours had passed since what happened, and Elizabeth’s husband, Nathaniel was worried for his daughter and wife. “Dear, did you have to punish her like that?” He asked. “She’s five!”

“She needs to learn, dear. Her powers are useful for this kingdom.” Elizabeth replied.

“How? What if her powers are a danger to Subcon?”

“They won’t. She’ll just freeze the bad from the good.”

Nathaniel sighed, “You were never like this Elizabeth.” He whispered. Elizabeth heard what her husband said to himself. “You promised you would treat our child with love and kindness like your mother did to you!”

Elizabeth glared and faced her husband. “I am! She has something we don’t! Magic!” She yelled back. “She needs to learn how to use her anger on those who did wrong then those who did right? She needs to clean up her mess then letting the servants clean them up for her!”

The king was disgusted with what his wife was saying. This wasn’t the woman he married. “Wouldn’t this hurt Vanessa, more than help! What if the worst case happens?”

Elizabeth went quiet and thought for a bit. She wondered what’s the worst that could happen with the training she was giving to Vanessa. “I’ll make sure it won’t happen.”

“And if it does, I’m bringing Vanessa back to my kingdom!” Nathaniel threatened before marching away from his wife, slamming the door. The queen’s eyes widen over her husband’s threat and with a glare she followed after him.

Vanessa was asleep on the floor after crying for so long. Suddenly, she was woken up by a loud bang. She heard screaming coming from her father and she quickly got up. “Daddy! DADDY!” Vanessa screamed as she struggled to open the door. After struggling to open the door, Vanessa started banging on the door screaming, “HELP! MOMMY! SOMETHING IS WRONG WITH DADDY! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT!” The young princess continued to scream as her father’s yells echoed through the manor.

Soon the screams stopped, and Vanessa stopped crying. She backed away from the door as footsteps came towards her room. The princess backed herself to the corner of her room as her door opened to see her mother covered in blood, smiling as she held a knife in her hand.

“Daddy is fine. I promise you Vanessa.” Elizabeth said.

Soon, Snatcher and Vanessa were done reading the journal. After that incident, the rest of Vanessa’s life was left quiet. Snatcher looked at the princess, who was crying after reading everything. She remembered everything that happened, and hearing what her family went through made her realize that everyone was crazy, and evil like her.

Snatcher frowned and put a hand on Vanessa’s shoulder. “I understand.” Snatcher spoke up. The princess turned around and saw her prince, holding the book close to him as he looked at her with tears in his eyes.

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A few facts: Yes Vanessa’s aunt and grandmother are named after past queens. I thought if Vanessa’s mother was going to be named Elizabeth it would be nice to name Vanessa’s relatives after other queens.

Before I get questions, yes the man imprisoned is the Florist’s father.

[blu-joons]

Dating Taehyung ~ BTS Headcanon

Getting Together

Taehyung was terrified to first approach you, talking to women was not his strongest asset

He’d confide in his leader that he wanted to talk to you, soaking up the advice Namjoon gave him

It took a while for him to build up the confidence to approach you, thinking it over again and again in his head

He’d prepared a whole speech in his head, but as soon as you spoke, he lost his train of thought

From the moment he first heard your voice he knew he liked you

For your first date you went to an art gallery, having found a common interest in it

The two of you chatted endlessly for hours about yourselves

When you spoke, his eyes were focused on you, and when you knew he was listening intently, his lips would part which you found adorable

He’d be very open with the boys about your relationship, looking for any advice or tips with girls

The two of you would speak every day, even if it was just a few texts back and forth if he was busy

There was no rush between you both, Taehyung wanted you to be comfortable around him before he asked you out

He tried to keep affection to a minimum, a little unsure of the boundaries, but when he could he loved to hold your hand

It was your tenth date he decided to make things official, taking you to one of the museums you’d always wanted to go to

In front of your favourite exhibit is where he’d decide to ask the all-important question

Tae was very meticulous wanting to make sure everything went perfectly for your special moment

He hung back from you, looking at you was all the assurance he needed he was doing the right thing

His figure came up beside you, sliding his hand into your own

“Y/N, there’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you for a while, you’re so incredible, and I really enjoy spending time with you, so would you like to be my girlfriend?”

You could see how nervous he was, running his other hand through his hair

“I’d love that.”

The relief was overwhelming, his first proper relationship

He gave you a big hug before pulling away, finding the confidence from somewhere to kiss your lips softly

It was the most adorable moment, you realised then how cute Taehyung really was

He spent the rest of the day calling you girlfriend at every opportunity

His hand never left yours, never wanting to let you go now that he had you

Being In A Relationship

Tae struggled to begin with as he’d never really been in a relationship with anyone

He couldn’t wait to introduce you to the boys and show them the girl who had finally stolen his heart

He would always look to you for reassurance that he was doing the right thing which you didn’t mind

Very in touch with his emotions, if he wanted to cry in front of you, he would, knowing you’d be there to make him feel better

His biggest passion was taking photographs of you, especially when you were least expecting it

A lot of laughter, the two of you knew exactly how to wind each other up

Honestly sometimes people weren’t sure if you were genuinely arguing into you both broke into giggles

Constant compliments, he wanted you to feel like the most beautiful girl in the world

Leaving clothes in your closest because this boy had way too many clothes in his own

He would try and leave the studio fairly early to be able to wish you a goodnight before you went to sleep

You’d communicate every day, even if it was just a few texts back and forth

No matter how tired he was he would FaceTime you on tour each night, desperate to hear your voice

Doodling, he definitely got you in touch with your artistic side, constantly drawing

Nights spent with canvases in front of you drawing whatever came to mind

You loved to listen to him when he was playing his saxophone, you could sit in admiration for hours

Lots of visits to Panda Express, this boy was obsessed with the place

Long walks, Tae loved to have an empty space to talk about his feelings with you

Anniversaries were big, one month, two months, a year, they all mattered to him

You always remembered for your one year he made you a scrapbook of photos that he’d taken throughout the year

Frequent trips to galleries of some kind, you both loved museums especially

Sharing a similar taste in music, often sharing headphones on flights or in bed

Family was important, and his absolutely loved you much to his delight

Spending nights at the studio to keep him company, helping him with his choreography

You were a massive inspiration when it came to his lyrics

He’d surprise you with songs and poems he’d written when alone in his own thoughts

Tae was a true romantic, he loved to cook for you and shower you with presents

No matter the cost if he saw something that reminded him of you, he’d purchase it

He’d leave little notes around the house to remind you how amazing you were

If he saw you in the crowd that boy would break, he’d be overcome with happiness, falling to the floor

Your favourite aesthetic was his bandanas, they did not get the recognition they deserved

When he was angry, he turned to you to calm him down and hold him, soothing his breathing

If he was sad, he became very cuddly, you wouldn’t be able to get him off, not that you minded

He worked incredibly hard on his English, desperate to impress you with the things he’d learnt

Singing you to sleep if you’d had a bad day, running his hands through your hair

Holding your hand was always his favourite thing to do

It was a way of communicating with each other, when someone was uneasy, or needed assurance, a held hand was always comforted

He was very protective whenever cameras were around you

His hand would push them away, leaving a pathway for you, shouting for them to have some respect

The fans loved if you featured on a V Live, Tae would chase you around the house to get your face on camera

Tae loved to get up early with you and see the sunrise, taking photos of it

He’d turn to you for advice when he was shooting a video

He would shower you with affection, constantly being there, just wanting to be around you

Yeontan instantly took a liking to you, always wanting cuddles, greeting you as soon as you walked through the front door

Honestly, Taehyung was quite jealous that he’d lost his best friend to you sometimes

Affection/Skinship

Taehyung loved to cuddle you; he’d always have some sort of grip on you

Kisses were always passionate, he was a very passionate soul

He wanted to wait until you were ready for sex, he’d drop subtle hints

He was a little inexperienced so would look to you sometimes for advice making him submissive

When he was confident enough, he’d dominate

He always held eye contact with you, he believed the eyes could show exactly how you were feeling

Loved to give, he would happily give to you all the time, he just wanted to make you happy

His hands were very attentive, he knew every inch of your body like it was the back of his hand

Hands were normally pressed either side of your face, his thumbs brushing the skin

Sex always ended with cuddles, he’d hold you so tight to his body and refuse to let you go

His hands often rested on the small of your back, guiding you

There was little height difference between you, so he’d usually press a kiss to the tip of your nose

Honestly, he loved when you went down on him, it was a beautiful sight

He’d once asked if he could take a photo because you looked so hot, but you were a little apprehensive

As your relationship developed, he liked to try out new positions with you, but his favourites were always one where he could see your face

Sweet nothings were big, he would always compliment you, as you would him

Initially he made the mistake of telling the boys about your sex life, as he wasn’t sure what to do, but you soon stopped that

It was always a romantic occasion, the room would be dimly lit

Quickies were a big no; he loved to take his time and appreciate your body for all its beauty

Arguments

The two of you occasionally had a few arguments

Taehyung wasn’t afraid to speak his opinion, which wasn’t one you always necessarily agreed with

But when you did argue, it affected him hard

He’d struggle to come to terms with the fact the two of you had fallen out, making him quite emotional

He would always give you time, usually going to one of the boys for a bit of advice or support

You preferred discussions about your problems, you both were very good at talking to each other

Not once, ever, did he ever insult you, he would get angry, of course, but he never said a bad word about you

The worst sight of all was if you cried in an argument, he’d shed a few tears too, desperate to make things alright

You were a bit more stubborn; he’d leave you hundreds of voicemails apologising

If things got really bad, the two of you would end up arguing in front of the boys, eventually they’d step in and separate you both

Namjoon was always the one to help you resolve your issues, mediating between you both

You got over any arguments pretty quickly, just thankful to be able to hold each other again

Taehyung had been known to sleep on an argument, sometimes a fresh mind was the best one to resolve things

You could tell the signs of when an argument was brewing as he’d scratch the top of his head in frustration

Both of you were just passionate, and sometimes struggled to see a different viewpoint but your own

In the end you would have discussions, talking about your difference of opinion, allowing yourselves to learn more about each other

Your Relationship With The Boys

The boys loved you because you were Tae’s first girlfriend, they wanted you to feel so relaxed around them to support Tae

To begin with they were territorial over Tae, they wanted to be sure you were the one for him

You passed the test with flying colours, and soon became a huge part of BTS

Namjoon was like your elder brother, he would always be there to listen to you and give you advice

Hobi was your partner in crime, pulling plenty of pranks to keep all the others entertained

Jimin cared immensely for you, he’d make you drinks, give you lifts, he was always there whenever you needed him

Suga would turn to you when he wanted calmness, you’d just sit and play a game with him, in complete silence sometimes, exactly what he wanted

Jungkook took some time to warm to you, he didn’t want to share his best friend, but eventually the three of you became a trio to fear

Jin was the last boy you really felt comfortable around, despite being the eldest hyung you didn’t always appreciate the way he would argue with Tae, but after talking to him about it you quickly became friends

You were a calming influence around them, it wasn’t just Tae that needed you, they all did

Whenever you weren’t around, they’d ask Tae were you were

The Future

Just like the rest of your relationship, Taehyung didn’t rush a thing, he waited six years to propose to you when his work scheduled quietened down

He proposed at one of your favourite galleries, this time in France, the city of love, the old romantic he was

Quite a lot of money was spent on your wedding, Tae had so many plans, which all came together luckily

He wanted all the boys to make a speech, which they happily obliged to, all contributing to a song dedicated to you

Kids were always on his mind, with your first arriving just a year after your wedding

You had a big family, lots of children and dogs to keep you both happy, but honestly you didn’t want it any other way

There was so much love between you both you genuinely had the most incredible life together

Masterlist

[volleyball-dontknowher]

Hi, hope you're great today! I'm here for the matchup event : i'm a quite shy and very introvert girl but i like cracking jokes about nothing and everything. I love affection (giving and receiving) and i think about others before myself; i also tend to be very insecure about myself. My favorite hobbies are reading, writing, drawing and playing video games. I also love travelling around the world but, in general, i prefer to stay at home because i feel more confortable there. (1/?)

Here you go my beautiful flower!! I hope you enjoy! 

Match-ups open! They close friday at midnight! (no time zone rules but if you clearly violate my trust of you guys I will be sad) also please let me know if you want NSFW and what kind of things your into if you want that 

I match you with….Asahi 

He is a super sweet guy who loves everything about you and is going to compliment you to death, he is super shy as well so you both have to get comfy around each other before he really opens up but once he does he is going to be super sweet and all over you 

He absolutely loves when you crack jokes and thinks that you hilarious and gives you the goofiest smile ever when you do, his feelings are easy to hurt however because the poor baby is insecure too so stay away from jokes like that because he gets so worried

He adores everything about you and gives you the most genuine and sweet compliments that really help you not feel insecure because he puts such passion and love into his words that it makes you blush and you can’t help but look at yourself a little bit better each and every day 

He will say things like ‘that makes every part of you look fantastic” or he will kiss your neck and tell you that you should wear things more often because he thinks it’s gorgeous on you and it is just sweet enough to make your heart melt

The two fo you go on a lot of little dates with each other, together you two always find the cutest little places to go and try and it is always sweet because before every date he takes the extra time to get you a singular flower and gives it to you with a little bashful smile as he tells you that he loves you 

There is no such thing as neglecting dates with Asahi if you are busy he is going to bring you lunch and eat it outside or even in your car with you so you can spend time together, and he always makes time in his day for you too like he will not let things be scheduled on important dates for the two of you because he is going to be busy thinking about you and doesn’t want to miss big things and milestones

He absolutely loves traveling with you and is so happy to go everywhere with you and because of his fashion company he is totally able to just fly out any time because he is his own boss and so he will work on sketches on the plane and then have the whole vacation to be for the two of you

Speaking of fashion, he chooses out the sexiest outfits for you like he makes you feel so hot in even sweats because they just complement your body so well and he will design things just for you and it is something you cherish about him because that is so perfect 

He also will do cheesy dumb things like wear matching outfits with you like matching aesthetics because it’s cute and because he likes it 

Oh my gosh the two of you love to go watch Noya and his old teammates play like you two go and cheer them on then you get to meet some of the platters which are always awesome

There are also days where you just are both in the house doing your own things, you will be reading or gaming or drawing and he is going to be doing some research on fabrics for a new collection and it is going to be a lot of peaceful nights together and sometimes there will be soft lo-fi music on so the two of you can both focus but sometimes you will have a show on as well and you are super into it and Asahi is somehow distracted and also knows everything that happens but some days he gives you the full attention and loves to cuddle with you on the couch 

You also get front row seats to his events and he always asks you how you liked them and if you thought they were good collections or not on your way home because your validation means a lot to him 

He always kisses the top fo your head and calls you really sweet nicknames like “love” and he also always makes sure that you fall asleep first like he wants you to be comfortable on the bed before him because he knows that he is big and he doesn’t want to be a hog of the space 

NSFW:

The first time the two fo you do anything together he is super blushy and it is super awkward because you didn’t talk about what you both liked and disliked during anything like that so it was a lot of stopping and asking while blushing horribly, but after the first time he got the courage to ask you what you liked and didn’t like and you asked him back so from there on out it went a lot smoother

Asahi is the type for mostly bedroom sex with you that is really sweet and he takes really good care of you like he tells you a lot of really sweet things and listens to what you say as feedback so that he can get better

He is super good with his fingers and mouth like he is going to know exactly how to please you and how much pressure to put on your clit and where to move his tongue and it has you finishing faster than anything else and if you ever compliment him on it he gets really bashful but secretly loves it a lot and he is always thinking about when he can eat you out next

SIt on his face please, he is going to love having full access to you and is going to tell you the sweetest things as his eyes stare into yours as his tongue flicks your clit and his hands roam your body gently squeezing and caressing your form 

If you suck him off he is going to be blushing and incoherent every single time, the only thing he can do is moan out your name over and over again as you take his length down your throat

He is a moaner when you two have sex he is going to be loud and has to squeeze his eyes shut as a way to try and control himself and keep himself from finishing sooner than he thought 

He is not a fan of quickies or of anything even kinda public because he wants you to be super sweet and take his time with you and make you feel good about yourself every time 

God care of you and he is going to be sweet with you like he is going to give you lots of little kisses and cares so much about you and wants you to be happy all the time so after sex, he is going to put you first and ask you tons of questions before he will even lay back down with you because he knows that he is big and that he could accidentally hurt you and he really doesn’t want that so he needs affirmation that you are okay

[iamhereforthesmut]

Heart Shaped Crop (NSFW)

WARNINGS for soft femdom, wipping, bondage, breeding kink, dirty talking, edging, cock ring, oral, bad english (I’m french-canadian) and I’m probably forgetting a few other warnings but meh, if you follow me, you know I don’t write for kids!

BLUSHING EUGENE IS LOVE!

You watched Eugene smile slightly when he saw Gabriel meet with Rosita and Siddiq. You knew he was heartbroken, but you couldn’t help it: you were glad Rosita didn’t felt the same toward him. Of course she was one of his good “friends”… or at least Eugene considers her his friend, even if she treated him horribly a few years ago with the whole Negan stuff. She kinda makes it up for it, started smiling to him and let him talk even when nobody cares… well, except you.

You never get to really talk to him, you were far too shy for that. What were you going to say? “Hey, I really want to ride your face while you’re tied up to my bed, then ride your cock and make you moan my name, beg me to let you cum and maybe I could slap your chubby cheek and make you call me Madam?” No way in hell he’s ever going to let you approach him anymore if you tell him all about your femdom fantasies.

You recently found a red heart shaped crop into the house you raid with Alden, along with a few other bdsm items. You hid them into your sport bag, then brought then right back home, hiding under your bed. Some nights, you play with the crop, imagining Eugene writhe under the cold touch of the red leather as you would trail the crop across his thighs, up to his ass, than the little helpless yelp he would let out as you slap him hard, leaving a cute heart shaped red mark on his bottom.

You imagine him grinding the bed, his hands tied up, exposed and embarrassed to be so turned on by your teasing, trembling as he waits for the next slap. God, if he knew... Unfortunately, your imagination isn't satisfactory anymore: you need to actually see him tied to your bed, naked, helpless and begging for more after you had left numerous red little heart marks on his bottom, thick thighs and back. Then you would slowly kiss and lick each one of them, hearing the man moan as you would ran your tongue in a much more intimate place.

You turn red when you noticed Eugene staring at you with a frown, probably wondering why you were looking at him with that smile on your face.

"Are you fine, Y/N? I hope you’re not pregnant too…”

You look at him with round eyes.

“Does I look pregnant?”

Your tone was making him nervous, but he still dared to reply.

“Well… you’ve been acting strangely lately: less patient, more clingy and your moods changed a lot. You seems quite happy to see me back, but at the same time I could sense you were angry.”

Of course you became worried when you heard he was missing, angry at Rosita when she left him alone in that barn, happy he came back alive, but also angry after you overheard his confession to that bitch.

“I simply hope you know who the father is…”

Without even thinking twice, you slap him hard across the face. It was so hard, it resonate in the street and you could swear even Michonne had heard it in her reunion room.

Eugene looks at you in shock, holding his cheek, and you immediately felt bad about it. At the same time, you loved the red mark you left on his face. It kinda felt like marking your territory.

“I… I’m sorry… I’m not pregnant, Eugene. I don’t even have a boyfriend, you know it…”

"Apologises accepted," he said with his monotone voice and his face return to his usual emotionless state, "Rosita can punch harder than you."

You can't believe he compared you to Rosita. You start yelling at him and crying.

"Is that why you're always around her, trying to catch her attention? She treats you like shit when I've always been nice to you! I can't believe I felt in love with someone like you!"

Eugene stayed silent, frozen in shock. He stutters:

"I... I deeply apologise. I didn't knew you harbored such feelings toward me. Socials interactions are obviously not my strength. Is there something I can do to earn your forgiveness?"

Your anger left as quicky as it came.

"I can ask you anything?"

"Affirmative."

A few moments later, you got Eugene tied up to your bed, wriggling uncomfortably and testing his restrains, looking hella anxious while you pull out your box of s&m toys from under your bed.

"Y/N... I... I know I agree to do anything you want to prove I deeply apologise for my recent behavior... but it is really what you want? Because I must admit this is not what I imagine when you said you wanted to slap me and I don't really..."

His sentence end in a yelp when you hit him on his thick thigh with your crop.

"I'm not good with pain..." his voice was trembling and you felt like a wolf about to eat his little scared sheep.

"Don't worry, there will be more pleasure than pain, I promise..." you said as you let the crop slide slowly up your captive's body, lifting his shirt a bit before going down to tease the inside his thighs. You heard his breath become deeper.

"This is crossing so much boundaries... Are you sure about that? You know there will be no going back..."

You took place between Eugene's legs on the bed. You lick your lips and runs your hands on his body.

"You mean going back to ignoring I even exist?" You says while you slowly cup the growing bulge inside his cargo, looking at the light red tint coloring his cheeks.

He looks at you with a sad pouty face, knowing he had hurt you more than he previously thought, shaking from your exploration on his touch-starved body. Your heart melts. He's so damn cute when he's acting all shy. Still holding the crop, you let your fingers gently caress his blushing cheeks and you smile.

"I'm really curious to see what's the deepest shade of red I can make you turn..." you didn't let Eugene reply and lean down to kiss him. He lets out a soft whimper as your hand on his crotch became more insistent. When you part, his face was bright red and he could form a coherent sentence anymore, stuttering about relationship, friendship, his sexual experience (or lack thereof) and his tendency to traditional/vanilla preferences in porn.

"You can't know if you hate it before actually trying it, don't you?" was your reply as you put down his pants to his knees before pushing them up to his chest, exposing his soft bubble butt. You tied his legs up to the head of the bed with his hands, delighted to feel him trembling under you. Once you made sure he couldn’t get free, you sit back on your heels to take a look at your prey.

You couldn't help it but laugh.

"Preferences in vanilla porn? Really? Look at you..." you said as you slide your finger on his leaking cock. "Hard as steel and already leaking even if I barely touched you." You hit him softly in the butt with the crop. "Come on sweetie, why you just don't admit you like femdom?"

He gulps loudly, gathering his courage.

"I... I admit I like strong women. Leadership is something I admire in any person, men or women, but I don't feel any kind of masochist tendencies. The only reason why I'm currently hard is because of your interest in engaging sexual activity with me, which never happened to me before. I'm slave to my animalistic urges and my body is craving contact, so am I... perfectly disposed to satisfy you any way you see fit."

You smile before slapping him hard on the butt with the crop, earning a yelp.

"Then, let's see if I can make your ass as red as your face, shall we?"

As you continue to hit him harder and harder, listening to his whimpers and cries, it become clear he actually enjoyed it. His cock bounce and pulse with each smack, leaking like crazy and harder than ever.

You only stop when his ass was bright red, but not enough to draw blood. Eugene was shaking and repeating over and over again how sorry he was to compared you to Rosita and hurting your feelings. You look down into the box and pull out a tube of vitamin E ointment. You pour a generous amount on your hand and start soothing Eugene's red bottom.

"It's ok now, I forgive you sweetheart... you had been a good boy..."

He slowly calm down, letting out moans as your caressing hand fondles his butt. He gasps when he felt your wet fingers slide playfully between his cheeks, rubbing against his entrance. You felt him tense under your touch.

"Y/N..."

He pulls against his restrains and looks away, unable to maintain eyes contact as you slowly push a slick finger inside him.

"Relax... It'll feel good, I promise."

He closes in eyes shut as you start your exploration of his inside, knowing very well where to found that feel-good place. Eugene's reaction to your discovery was breathtaking. Eyes shot open, body arching, pushing his bottom against your hand, moaning like a little slut and precum rolling down his shaft… it was quite a sight.

"See? Told you it'll feel good."

You reach into the box again and pull out a cock ring with a vibrating butt plug. You replace your finger with the plug, then attach the cock ring around his length and let Eugene get used to it.

"Is it too tight? I must admit, you're bigger than average down there..."

Breathing hard and sweating, Eugene looks down between his shaking legs and you could swear he was about to cry.

"I can endure the whipping and prostate playing, but cock ring? Really? You're gonna make me beg for release, aren't you?"

You smile at him as you untie his legs.

"That wasn't my intention, but it's an interesting idea. Actually, I just want to make sure you won't cum too fast, considering your lack of sexual experience. Virgins are known to have a very low stamina, I consider myself lucky you didn't cum already."

You let him put down his legs as you removed your panty, then climb on top of him, letting your pussy rub against his length before going up, one knee on each side of his face. You lift your skirt and watch him blushes furiously at the realisation of what you expect from him.

"Come on now, be a good boy and lick me. You want me dripping wet for your dick, doesn't you?"

He can't stop looking at you in awe as you lower your cunt to his face.

"Oh dear Lord, thank you for this meal..."

You giggle at his words, but quickly your giggles turn into moans as you feel him lap hungrily at your lady parts. He was not exactly good at it and lack of know-how, but his enthusiasm make up for that. He was devouring you like the juiciest peach, making out with your cunt and occasionally, you felt the flick of his tongue brushes against your clit. Gripping the headboard, you rock your hips against his hungry plush mouth, muttering encouragements and tips to help him drive you toward your orgasm.

"Good boy, good boy... lick there again... gently... that's good... you can suck on it a bit... oh yea that's it..."

No matter how fast he learns to please you with his tongue, it wasn’t enough to make you cum and you quickly became desperate to claim his v-card, feel his hot pulsing length stretch you open.

You stand up to straddle his hips, rubbing your now drenched pussy against his swollen cock. You marvel at the sight of the veins now very apparent on his manhood: the cock ring work like magic, this is going to be fun. You turn on the vibrations on his butt plug and he groans in delight. Looking back at his face wet from your juice, you slowly sit down on his thick dick, moaning at the feeling of fullness.

It was difficult to control yourself: Eugene wouldn't stop trusting up. You can see in his clouded eyes he's not there anymore, he's far away into wonderland. You slap him across the face, hard, to bring him back to earth and calm him down. It has the opposite effect.

"Oh god slap me again, I'm a dirty, dirty bad boy..."

You sat in his hips to make him stop moving, moaning at the feeling of the vibrations and his hard cock buried deep inside you. Eugene was still writhing under you and you wonder if he was even conscious of the situation or if the only thing left was his animal instincts.

"I know it's hard but you have to stop grinding up so I can ride you properly."

He didn't seem to heard a single thing you said. You try to slap him again, but he stops your hand and you didn’t have time to wonder how he got free, Eugene throws you off the bed, on the ground, and pin you down. His mind didn’t seems to work anymore because he didn’t remove the cock ring before entering you again, holding your legs open wide. The way he fuck you was the definition of wild, and you loved it. You couldn’t close your legs or push him away as he ravages you, groaning like an animal.

"Oh you feel good... so good..."

Trusting deep inside your dripping wet cunt, Eugene couldn't stop moaning and calling your name, his warm shaking breathe tickling your ear. You felt your stomach tighten and moan as you clamp around his cock, cumming hard. The intensity of your orgasm make you shiver and your eyes widen when you notice Eugene wasn’t slowing down. He still has the cock ring, so he can’t cum. You try to push him away to free him, but he was by far stronger than you. Being fuck so relentlessly after you just cum make your mind goes blank and you start seeing stars.

"Eugene... please..."

His strong hands were griping your hips so hard you're sure it will leave marks.

"Oh yes... you like that don't you? Begging for my cock now?" He breathes out in his brawl, his warm breath tickling your ear.

"Your plump pussy feel so damn good, I've never been that hard in my life..." the rest of the sentence were just groans and some more obscenities you never knew Eugene could say.

“Isn’t what you wanted? For me to pound your lustfully soft pussy until you can’t take it anymore? That’s why you used a cock ring, isn’t? Dirty, dirty girl…”

You felt like coming again, but it goes on and on, leaving you breathless as Eugene's rock hard length continue to pound inside you. He was not stopping; even as you come down from your high, he doesn't even slow down. You clawed at his back.

"Eugene... please… the cock ring..."

You gasp when he pulls out and the cock ring was gone in no time, then he buried himself back in your wet heat with a deep moan. He continues to thrust in you relentlessly, his whole body pinning you to the ground as he ravages you to his heart content.

“I have a huge load for you… Oh God I’m going to fill you, naughty girl… Want me to stuff your plump pussy with cum, don’t you?”

You couldn’t get free, waiting for him to blow his load inside you, your legs wrapped around his waist and begging for his cum.

“Oh yes baby! Give it to me!”

You can’t believe you could have another orgasm, but there it is. As you felt him pulse inside you, filling you with his warm baby-batter, your cunt clamps around his incredibly hard and thick cock. You weren’t pregnant before, but now for sure you were carrying Eugene’s baby and you kind of expect it was intentional. Once Eugene catches his breath, he lifts up your legs to your chest and slowly pulls out, watching in awe as his cum roll down between your cheeks.

“Was it ok?”

“Ok? It was wonderful!” you praise him, still breathless.

“So… so you accept my apologies then? I never should have compared you to Rosita, and I’m also sorry for hurting your feelings. Be confident I won’t ever let that happened again… I love you.”

You sit up to kiss him.

“I love you too, sweetheart.”

TAGS: @eugenessix @mortifilia @lucybellrocks @protecteugeneporter idk who else I should tag ?

[blu-joons]

Dating Hoseok ~ BTS Headcanon

Getting Together

Your dance moves were definitely what caught Hobi’s attention

He kept catching your eye throughout the night with his own dancing, continuously looking to make sure he’d seen you

When he finally approached you, he didn’t say anything, the two of you just danced for awhile like no one was watching

His smile was the first thing you noticed, it was big and beautiful

There was no fear to hold your hand and twirl you around

He was so excited to meet you and introduce himself, he hadn’t been able to take his eyes off you all night

The two of you danced until you could no more, but had the best time with each other

You met up again for your first date a few days later at a local concert, once again dancing together

Hobi was hooked on you from the start, he wore his heart on his sleeve and was very open with you

He would always try and be in contact with you somehow, whether it be a text, call or in person

You would meet up with him every few days in different locations, but one thing always connected you

He was very affectionate with you, wanting you to know exactly how he felt

Hobi always planned your dates, he loved to surprise you with the most random of things

The boys knew everything about you, he just couldn’t stop himself gushing about you

He wasn’t one for labels, he didn’t see a rush in making you his girlfriend, he just enjoyed spending time with you

It was only when Jungkook asked him when he was going to make things official, did he decide to do so

He was very extravagant, very over the top in the date the two of you would go on

He went all out to make you happy, completely overwhelming you when you arrived

Hobi was so nervous, even though he always felt relaxed around you, he couldn’t help but panic a little

Finally, he built up the courage after a game of bowling, which he supposedly let you win

With a tarnished ego, he stopped you just before you got to his car for the next adventure

“There’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you for a while, because you are just amazing, and I’m so glad you danced the way you did last night, would you like to be my girlfriend?”

The silence between you terrified him waiting for your response

“I would really love that Hobi, because you are just as amazing!”

He would let a squeal of delight, clapping his hands together making you laugh

There wasn’t a second that went by that night that you didn’t run through his mind, he was the luckiest guy in the world

It was at that moment he decided to go in for your first proper kiss, your hands tangling through his hair

He would constantly remind you how happy you made him, showering you with compliments

The whole day was just fun, that was one word that summed Hobi up perfectly

Being In A Relationship

You were constantly in hysterics; he was so random you never quite knew what to expect next

Lots of cuddles, Hobi is very affectionate in his relationships

His family loved you too, you and his sister got on like a house on fire

Hobi was always telling jokes, or pulling funny faces, anything to see you smile

Lots of dancing, you loved to choreograph little routines together, not that anyone else would ever see them

You were always at the studio, Hobi loved when you spent your free time there, just happy to see your face

He loved your natural beauty, always encouraging you not to wear makeup

Taking photos of you was one of his favourite hobbies, storing them all up on his phone

Leaving you cute voicemails when you couldn’t pick up the phone or if he was away

Always coming to you for fashion advice, you knew exactly what he looked good in

Buying him bucket hats all the time as he loved to wear them

He’d try to write raps about you, but would get really embarrassed when it came to perform them for you

His hands were amazing, constantly giving you massages when you got stressed

On super hard days, he’d treat you like a princess, cooking, bathing you, cuddling you

Together everyone loved you, you bounced off each other so well

You definitely brought out the best in him, always making him smile, everyone noticed it

Taking long drives, especially at night when the roads were empty, it felt like only the two of you existed

Hobi took anniversaries very seriously, he’d write you a card and buy you lots of presents then take you out for a nice meal

Constantly on Sprite runs, this boy had an obsession, and didn’t you know it

Adorable pet names, his favourite would be to call you his ‘sunshine’

Tickle fights, you both were incredibly ticklish, attacking each other’s sides

Hobi was very traditional, he loved to hold the door for you, or pull your chair out for you

He loved to play with your hair, twirling strands around his fingers

The fans loved you, how could they not when all he did was talk about you

Staying up late at night having midnight feasts

Hearts everywhere, he was always drawing them or signing them to you around the house

Stealing his beanies, but hey, you looked better in them anyway

He would beg Big Hit to let you go on tour with them, finding something for you to do as an excuse for you to go

You always went to events with the boys, he wasn’t going to hide the love of his life from anyone

He would sleep with your hand in his, he couldn’t sleep without feeling you next to him

If you were sad, he’d dance around you, Hobi had rhythm, his hips were mesmerising

He would shower you with compliments, anytime he spoke to you he’d end it with a term of endearment

Life with Hobi was a constant surprise, he would act on impulse arranging fun things for the two of you

Usually you’d beat him, air hockey, bowling, laser tag, whatever it was you usually came out on top

Meaning you had to always give his ego a little boost that he was better at other things, if you know what I mean

He always woke you up with a kiss, morning breath wasn’t an issue, he just wanted your lips on his

Every week he was on tour he would write you a letter, telling you all the things he’d been up to

Somehow you managed to persuade him to go on rollercoasters, even if he screamed the whole way around

Helping him dye his hair, because the last thing he wanted was red dye all over his face

Playing demos for you always, it was surprising the impact you had on Hope World

He would try and get home from work as quickly as possible to spend quality time with you before you had to go to bed

Hosting lots of parties together, especially with your families as you didn’t always get to spend time with them all

Honestly, you just always wanted to be around each other

Affection/Skinship

If I hadn’t mentioned it already, this boy is very affectionate

He’s always searching for cuddles from you, and will steal kisses whenever the opportunity arose

Hobi always makes you feel loved, he appreciates every part of your body

No part of you goes unnoticed, especially when it comes to making laugh

Hobi has a very high sex drive, he’s got a lot of energy to burn

He loves to give, he loves to make you feel good, but never complains when the roles are reversed

His hands would get very touchy to let you know he wanted you

He would still love to cuddle you as soon as you finished, not letting you go

Whenever the two of you got intimate, he loved to see your face, peppering kisses all over it

There wasn’t a preference where the two of you had sex, he’d be up for it whenever

But; he did love the intimacy the bedroom provided, both of you relaxed in your own home

Hoseok didn’t mind quickies, he had the energy to make you orgasm as quickly as you needed to

Anytime his hands ran through his hair was bound to turn you on

When things were getting intimate his voice would go low, hoarse whispers

But, when he got excited, he was very noisy, shouting your name for all the neighbours to hear

Your kisses were usually very passionate, he’d only peck you if he was in a rush or didn’t want anyone to see

When he could, he liked to make sex romantic, he loved the build up of cooking for you and whisking you off your feet

You both took it in turns to dominate, it depended on how the situation played out

If he had to pick, he’d be a bit more submissive, he liked to let you do your thing, and just keep smiling

Honestly, it was concerning if there wasn’t a time when Hobi wasn’t right on top of you or touching you in some way

Sometimes I feel like cuddles would just be enough, your relationship wasn’t built around sex

Especially when you’d had long days, he loved to pick you up and carry you to bed

Arguments

You definitely were the cause of more arguments, Hobi was a little ball of sunshine he could never argue with anyone

Even when you did argue, he’d try and make things better, desperate to make you smile

He would pull a funny face or try and tell a joke because he was desperate for the argument to end

Reacting to arguments was hard for him, you had to tell him what you wanted him to do

Sometimes he could get a little snappy, but he always apologised after it

As with any situation, cuddles were a must after you resolved your conflict

As far as you could remember you’d never had a massive argument as such, one of you would usually break before it got too serious

The two of you were good at talking, with lots of laughing in between

It was impossible to really stay mad at him, as soon aegyo came out you just melted

Usually he’d talk to the boys and look for advice if he’d done something wrong, and they’d help him how to make things better

Hobi’s quite emotional, so expect a few tears as he realises, he’s done something wrong

He panics, he already thinks you’re too good for him so is desperate for you not to leave him

An argument never lasted more than a couple of hours; you couldn’t stand being apart for a long period of time

You were always quick to calm down too, just wanting to get a cuddle off of him

Your Relationship With The Boys

Oh, they all adored you, you were just hilarious

You and Hobi were their little obsession, the two of you were way too cute for them to handle

Jimin was who you bonded with the most, the two of you shared a very similar sense of humour that caused trouble

Jungkook looked to you as a maternal figure, you really looked after him as the maknae and made sure he was alright

You loved just sitting and talking to Namjoon, sharing intelligent conversation, talking about the world

Suga gave you a bit of balance away from Hobi, he was so calm all the time and just sat and listened to you talk

Taehyung turned to you for advice, sometimes the opinion of a woman was needed, not that you minded helping him out

Jin was like an annoying elder brother, it was like dealing with Hobi again, jokes constantly, and always getting on your nerves

You just fitted in perfectly, you had no idea what you’d done to get six best friends alongside Hobi

And they were also very thankful to have you too

The Future

Hobi always looked to the future with you, he just couldn’t wait for it all

He proposed on tour, dragging you up on stage, so all the important people in his life could be there to share the moment

There were tears, mainly from him, but you didn’t mind

Your wedding was very much the same, Hobi was an in-love wreck, barely able to make it through his vows

Of course, you had kids, three to be precise

Hobi was a fun dad, a bit of a pushover, he could never say no to their beautiful faces

You were his hope, there were no two ways about it, you’d given him hope that he’d have the best life ever, and you didn’t disappoint

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