#insert that that silent screaming lady meme

[tatakaeeren]

Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned !!!

[moonspirit]

Hi, moon! Following one of your posts:

Annie can't gossip for the life of her. She would just tell you the most basic info and be done with it. The juicy details? Nah. Go to the boys for that.

Hi hahaha xD

True! Annie simply does not give a fuck. In fact, spending three years running spy missions to the interior was not a job she wanted. Girl was tired and hated it!

I imagine a gossipy conversation to go something like this:

(Annie, on her way in after an emergency run to the bakery)

Some rando: Hey! Psst! Did you hear? They've eloped!

Annie, confused: Huh? Who's eloped?

Rando: Your neighbour's daughter and her younger lover!

Annie: ... So?

Rando: Her mother's livid! All her jewels are gone! Taken!

Annie: ... Didn't know she was rich.

Rando, shocked: What! But she's your neighbour?!

Annie: .... *shrugs*

Rando: She owns half the town!??

Annie: ....

Rando: Twenty years ago, she killed her husband!

Annie: ....

Rando: You can still see bloodstains on the carpet in her living room?!!

Annie: ....

Rando: There's rumours that her dead husband haunts their old bedroom?!!

Annie: ....

Rando: People are scared of her!! How did you not know? You live right next door!

Annie: .... *shrugging and bored of this conversation* Idk man. She gave me coconut biscuits that one time. THey were great.

Rando, looking like the Scream painting: ....???!!!!!!!!!!

Annie: .... I'll get going.

Rando, mumuring to himself: ... I wonder where her daughter and the lover eloped though... they've been missing since dawn... I thought you'd know but guess not haha...

Annie, pausing: Tell you what. Head down the street. Turn left. Then right. Then left. Then two rights. You'll come upon a house with an ivy roof. There's a man who lives there; he'll know.

Rando: Oh? Really? Thanks!

(Rando, walking up to the ivy cottage and spotting five guys sitting on the porch, chatting. Some of them are familiar. Blond haired... that one with the long face... oh that one with the short grey hair... and that scary short one always drinking tea! These are the Ambassador guys!)

Reiner, spotting him: Hi! Are you lost?

Rando: O-oh, oh no... it's just... I was told to come here for some information...

Reiner: Hm? You were?

Rando: A young lady with pale blonde hair who lives next to that house...

Armin, perking up brightly: That's Annie! Annie did ?! Hehe, she's my... My wife .. hehe... (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠✧⁠*

(Insert Ben Affleck smoking meme)

Rando, nervously eyeing the short guy in the middle who seems to be glaring at him: U-um, yeah... so you know the... eloping this morning...

(All guys go silent)

Rando: I was wondering where they might have gone off to and the blonde lady said I'd get answers if I came here...

(The guys exchange secretive 19th-century looks)

Armin, quietly: Well, it's not really for us to say...

Jean, quietly: It wouldn't be proper, of course...

Reiner, very grim: That's what they chose to do... we should respect it...

Connie, shaking his head: I feel sorry for the mother... but...

Levi, drinking tea, unimpressed, deadpanning: They were headed to the States of Dane by the 5am horse. Paid a whole 10 dunals for the trip. The coins were brand new. The boy looked nervous. The girl was wearing a cream dress-

Jean, interrupting quietly: Beige. Not cream. Beige.

Levi, irritated: FUcking hell-

Jean: Sorry.

Levi: Tch. Anyway. Before they got on the horse, they had an argument-

Armin, politely: It wasn't an argument, it was a 'mild disagreement'.

Levi, exasperated: Fu-

Armin, flustered: Sorry! Go on captain!

Levi: .... tch. Then they mounted the horse and took the long route by Northeast, the one without many people. The horse was a good one. Strong and patient, she was-

Connie, frowning: But they rode her too slow. Only 3 kilometers per hour, what the fuck is that huh? I mean if they were running away- mmpph!

(Armin slaps a hand over his mouth to shut him up)

Levi: ... They turned around the bend and then disappeared. I reckon they're halfway by now.

Rando, flabbergasted & speechless: ... and you guys... saw all this?

Reiner: I think the boy should've packed more underwear though.

(everyone turns to stare at him)

Everyone, including Rando: And how the fuck do you know that?!

Reiner: (⁠灬⁠º⁠‿⁠º⁠灬⁠)⁠♡

[andraxicated]

screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain

Pairings: gojo, toji, nanami, geto x f! reader

Synopsis: kissing and fighting scenarios with jjk men in various settings

Tags: kiss under the influence | fluff | suggestive | age gap | long ass hurt-comfort mini fics | mentions of sex

a/n: all i see is jjk filth hmmm *insert dwayne johnson eyebrow meme*

obvsly aged up characters

milestone event masterlist

kissing in the bathtub with gojo

the sea of blinking gold looks rather incredible while soaking in the bathtub of your friend's penthouse, but nothing can beat the taste and smoothness of the wine gliding inside your tongue. how many glasses have you had? you don't know, all you could think about was how good this wine was as you treat it like water.

"wow, is drinking so much better than talking to me?" the reverie shatters as that white-haired blue eyed non-drinker giant opens his annoying mouth. your eyes open elegantly, still in the ridiculous drunken impression of being a high-class lady. perhaps this was your subconscious wanting to fit in with satoru's world, the lady that his family would want. as they say, your true self reveals when you're drunk and uncaring of the world; the liquid courage.

"satoru!" gojo winces at your echoing voice bouncing off the walls in his luxury bathroom. "what??!" he replies with an equally loud voice that scrunches your face cutely. but the smile on his face doesn't last long as your next words shocked him to the core.

"when are we going to put a label on us?"

you say boldly while staring right into his soul, and the next moment the wine on your glass splashes on satoru's face. you stand up abruptly from the bathtub, then flashing gojo with your lower half that he hasn't recovered from the whiplash of shocking events. you get the bathrobe without explanation and wrap it around yourself because everything is slowly sinking in.

suddenly, you hear the sound of a person rising from the tub, and the next thing you know, the bathrobe is peeled off you and you're being carried by your bestfriend. gojo sets you back down on the bathtub, gets the bidet, and shoots it like a gun to your face.

you screech like a cat, grab the bidet from his hand and knock it against his head that this time it's satoru who screeches from the pain. "owwww!" "don't waste water!" you scream at him that he immediately looks up at your ridiculous reasoning.

frustration resonates within his body that he can't hold himself back anymore, his blue eyes make you feel the cold air hitting your wet skin. one audible gulp then your fingers turn off the faucet of the bidet, nervously not breaking eye contact with satoru.

"don't joke around like that" the bathroom falls silent with his low voice that you turn meek like a lamb. "i'm not joking" you say in small font. satoru only gets scary when he's angry, he's someone you don't want to anger. yet to him, it's like you're purposely angering him and toying with his feelings; and so, he won't hold back anymore.

'just this night, let me fucking taste wine and your lips'

he gently grabs your nape and pushes your lips to his own, the faint bittersweet wine enters satoru's tongue and he finally understands why people drown in alcohol. because it's addicting. just like kissing the one you long for.

you close your eyes and wrap your arms around his neck while his hand rests on your waist and squeezes the flesh. you moan from the stimulation and pull away from him, but he doesn't allow it as he pushes his head further to catch your lips with his mouth.

both of you made a promise that night to remind if the other forgot. but how would one forget such a moment so special?

kissing in the snow with toji

countless excuses to party with your friends yet you slip out the door and make it your cover story. you're actually meeting toji, the guy who's years older than you, and your constant fuck around these months. you met toji at a grocery store where he was trying to sweet-talk the cashier into letting go of his insufficient payment. it ended up in you intervening and paying for him, a car ride to the motel, fallen groceries on the floor, and him pounding you against the wall as a payment to his debt. because hey, he seemed like a good fuck.

that was a few months ago, now you're downing one last drink before exiting the premises to meet toji at the back. a puff of smoke mixing with the cold air from the familiar alleyway and you know it's him. your heart rate gets faster and a happy kind of feeling wraps you as you start picking up your pace. "found you!" your youthful voice booms to surprise toji, his mature and unsurprised demeanor a stark contrast to yours.

"you found me" his husky voice sends shivers down your spine, a charm that could get any woman he wants. but he's here, toji is here grinning and throwing away his cig, feet stomping the stick while holding your head between his palms for a kiss.

one hand leaves your face and lightly traces the side of your breast, going down to unzipping your jacket, lifting your shirt below, and caressing your tummy. you don't even get to moan because toji swallows whatever noise you're making, his amazing kissing skills a stimulant between your legs. but the chilly wind bites at your tummy and you make him put it down. you pull away and reveal a string of saliva that toji reconnects with a light peck; did his eyes seem soft or was that just the lighting? anyway—"toji, I'm getting cold" you whine with a scrunched face as toji looks up to the sky and chuckles.

"yeah, because it's the first snow" then it made you whip your head so quickly to watch the unique little snowflakes floating in the air; a sight that always made you feel happy as a child. toji looks back down on your awe-stricken figure, he thinks it's ridiculous because it's just snow but whatever makes you happy is fine with him.

"they say you get to be together with the one you watch the first snowfall with" you say out of the blue that it snaps him out of admiring you. "bullshit" he says without thinking that you widen your eyes and turn back to him. toji kinda felt bad but it's really how he feels.

"what if it's true?" and yet you always retort his ideas, he admires you for that. "it's not"—is this how older people think? he can indulge you for a moment but he chose to shut you down that it leaves a hole in your heart. efforts to level up your relationship always go down the drain; at this point, your patience is thinning.

"i understand, im going back inside since it's getting cold." you don't want to ruin a good scenery like this with him, so you opt to go back inside the club. he was already facing your back when he suddenly spoke up: "i'm not good with words" three steps closer. "i don't know how proper relationships work" two steps closer. "and i can't give you what you want, so i'm sorry" one step closer, and that was the tipping point in which you turn around in such close proximity.

"you can give me that, you just won't let yourself" you say in a strong voice, slapping the truth in his face. toji looks stressed as he passes a hand on his face, a mannerism that you're frustrated with someone; it hurts but what else do you expect from this fucked up relationship.

"you attend a nice university, you have supportive parents, you have everything I didn't have when I was young. are you seriously going to throw all that for a bummer like me?" toji puts his hand in his pocket, searching for his cig and his ligther.

"i don't-" "yeah drown in poverty with me, i don't even have a stable job." silence ensues as he finally found the pair in his messy pockets, nonchalant expression taking a peek at your dropping face; it pains him to know your dealbreaker but that's just how the world works. he has lived enough on how to deal with things like this.

you're bright and full of youth, a bright future ahead of you. toji thinks he should've ran away with his groceries when he found out his money was short, life would not be complicated then.

"you said i have a bright future..." your fiery attitude never fails to surprise him; toji drops the cig he takes out and looks at you dumbfounded, heart abnormally skipping a beat. "we can share that future!" your naivety is amazing that it leaves him at a loss for words and gasping for air. "kid, are you serious?!"

he knows you hate that name that he uses it to snap out whatever fantasy you're having, but toji should know you're being serious about this. "don't call me kid" this man really—god, you hate him when he's treating you like this.

you start to walk away but his big figure suddenly comes into view. "i asked you if you're serious" "i'm dead serious" annoying snowflakes keep on blocking his view the same way his heart blocks his mind. "then don't go running away when I want to keep you" toji goes for your lips and enters his tongue without asking; soft lips providing warmth for the snowfall as he keeps on devouring your mouth, not wanting to let you go.

white light snowflakes decorate the surrounding as he pushes you against the brick wall, burying his face onto your neck as you two stand there in the blissful warmth of each other's arms.

kissing in the rain with nanami

"(y/n), where are you going?"

you don't answer him as this stupid employee of yours runs after you when you clearly need space. should you fire him? no, wait he's about to leave the company in a few months! plus, he's already training a new guy to become his replacement, all of this done without your knowledge as his superior and his girlfriend.

"go back inside" a curt command falls from your mouth, one that nanami ignores because he knows you don't mean it. you want to be chased and doted on, and he's so used to your dramatics that he quite enjoys chasing after you too.

"love, stop there. your headache is going to worsen if you keep frowning and running away from me." sweet words slip casually through nanami's lips that it lulls you to calm down. he catches up to you and turns you around to see your contorted face about to cry from the frustrations of work and life.

he sighs while looking up at your head, tucking one strand of hair behind your ear and purposely grazing your skin with his fingers; a gesture that made your insides shiver whilst tightly clutching your handbag.

nanami's hand passes over your head like a soothing trick that eased the headache, it was his usual act when he feels your stress signals; later on to be revealed that he was a sorcerer of some kind to which you blurt out laughing. turns out it was true the more he takes away the heaviness on your head.

then his hand rests on the back of your head as he pushes you gently onto his chest. the onslaught of your favorite men's perfume attacks you when you fall into his embrace, it was the first thing you gave him when you two started dating; until now he kept spraying it but secretly buys the refills himself.

you bit your lip to keep yourself from smiling because you were supposed to be angry remember? yet, the thrill and comfort of knowing the company dinner is just a building away; with the ceo's daughter and an employee like nanami being intimate without care...it just takes away the repressed feelings you both have.

but not everything should be pacified, you need to lay the problem on the table. you pull away from him and speak: "why didn't you tell me? i wouldn't have been so upset if you told me in advance."

"well..." "well?" you pry for an answer, seconds pass but nanami doesn't open his mouth.

and you knew exactly why. "did my father know about us? did he threaten you?!" you scream exactly as lightning then thunder hums in the sky.

little droplets of rain grow into bigger ones as nanami tries to get you two to shelter; but you won't budge as you plop down on the ground, tears mixing with the rain.

"what are you going to do now?" you sob out as you look at him pitifully but it's nanami who's looking down at a spoiled child who breaks down every little thing thrown at her. "are you going to be some sorcerer-masseuse who relieves people from stress?"

nanami can't help but laugh at the absurdity of your claims. you're the only person who could break a smile in that hard wall of his. he shakes his head and gets you up by your feeble arms; the rain sticks your clothes to your body that nanami spots something underneath, making him blush.

"you go in first, I'll follow suit-" "no fucking way babe, we're going in together hand in hand" "no stop-" sometimes he talks a little too much doesn't he? and so, you pull his face into your mouth and smash both of your lips together so fucking hard that it hurts so good.

the alcohol in your system takes advantage of your bold, bratty side and reveals it to your boyfriend, who very much enjoys it as well when he grips your waist a little too tight. tongues licking each other, buds not knowing if they taste water or lips, it's—it's just so fucking messy that you both just laugh because this is your unusual selves.

in the rain where visions are obscured, nanami sees the clear reason why he's going back to the jujutsu world. you may not understand but it was always done to protect you.

kissing in the moonlight with geto

how many times have you looked his way? toned abs, muscular legs, half-up long hair, and slit eyes that catch your gaze every time you take a sneak at him. god, you're not qualified to be a secret agent. could you be more obvious of how you like him by your fidgets?

this party at the beach club became uncomfortable when your dear friends left you to hook up with some guy; and no matter how much you get approached by half-naked men, you turn it down and casually move to another part of the beach to wallflower.

because holy shit, you've never seen such an attractive man in your life that potentially likes you too! it's always men liking you but you don't like them back that ruins the chances of you ever getting a boyfriend. yet, tonight it feels oddly weird that you're immediately pulled into this stranger who keeps exchanging glances with you.

you're thinking of how to approach that fine guy, he's already behind you, smiling. "hey" his sweet rake voice that you're so used to hearing become so distinguished as geto captivates you with his overwhelming charm by offering a drink.

you know his type, laying it down low just to strike at the right moment, then strip that bikini down your body. and you'd let him do it anyway; ah, the things handsome men could get away with. "you wanna go for a walk?" "yeah, sure" geto sweetly asked you for a walk then made you not be able to walk the next day—the audacity!

turns out, he's some local surfer from the island that made you think about ripping your flight back home apart.

the romance died down as you get thrown back into the busy city life. forgot geto, forgot that island as you spend the rest of the months shoving houses up your client's noses.

out of all the people you could be selling houses to...it had to be him, freaking geto suguru! the hookup from the island where you had a fun time on the sand. you suddenly feel so small amidst his large figure despite being established in the real estate industry, yet it kinda hurts that he was acting like he didn't know you! but to be fair, you're acting like you didn't know him too.

"so? are you going to take this house? it has a big pool and a nice view which you're looking for. it's probably the only one-" "can we go back to the pool?" geto cuts you off with an irked tone that flustered you but nonetheless, "yes" you agree to him as your heels clack albeit louder this time.

"this is it, you can clearly see the moon...sir?" you spin around in confusion when you see geto standing far away from you, hands in his pockets as his eyes narrow evenly at you.

"why are you acting like you don't know me?" "excuse me?" he scoffs at your response like it's some joke. "did my techniques leave a bad taste in your mouth?" geto's voice gave a hint of playfulness as you fully understand what he meant; leaving your mouth gaping like a fish out of water. finally, you got some voice back only to lose to his game, ideas of clapping back a witty response flung out the window.

"this is highly inappropriate-" "(y/n)" he drawls out your name as he approaches you slowly that you're insides are lit aflame from the flashbacks of how he groaned your name. "wanna go for a swim?" scam. you know this isn't going to end up swimming. he looks absolutely stunning when he takes off his clothes like he's not in the middle of buying a house.—but you're just the same; you give in and take off your blouse and skirt, chucking them somewhere to have some fun time with your client. this was a clear violation of rules but who cares?

who the fuck cares when geto carries your legs and places them on his sides, lifting you up as you grip his shoulders and dive in for a kiss. the taste of unfamiliar metal enters your senses when you take a lick of his pierced lips. hot. the same goes for you when you take geto to the wall of the pool and pull away despite his protesting hold.

"i suddenly want to test my lungs" you say seductively that the air is knocked out of geto's chest from the amusement you give him. the way your happy eyes glistens from the moonlight, your reflections on the water, your face looking like a pool model...he thinks he has to grab this chance.

this house won't be housing a single man after all.

[callmeminxx]

IDV Survivors walking in on you changing. PT 4

Part 4- yay :D:D- Eli Clark, Aesop Carl, Norton Campbell, Patricia Doval, and Murro

Eli Clark;;

✤ The second he could HEAR you changing, he took off his blindfold and shooed away Brooke, so he COULDN'T see. He is blind, you know. 

✤ Walked past, slightly panicking, and felt around for his book.

✤ Brooke Rose, being...Brooke, quickly reconnected with Eli and looked directly at you. 

✤ Eli screamed and ran out of the room as fast as he could. 

Aesop Carl;; 

✤ Walked into the wrong room while searching for more supplies.

✤ Kinda just...stood there and watched you, silent and quite creepy 

✤ You stared back, covering yourself quickly. 

✤ He blinked and apologized, trying to explain he, being part of the medical field, was only interested to see how you looked to make it easier to embalm you. 

✤ You still screamed for help, Aesop running from Emily, who was being held back by both Emma and Vera. 

Norton Campbell(aka simp number 2);; 

✤ He was just checking in on you, and walked in on you changing. 

✤ Chuckled and looked you up and down, before smiling and saying, 

✤ "Kinda hot, to be honest." 

✤ You threw a book at the guy. 

✤ His nose hurt for a week. 

✤ No mercy from you 

Patricia Doval;; 

✤ Man oh man this lady panicked. In an interesting way. 

✤ Saw you and covered her face, cursing under her breath before peeking through her fingers. 

✤ Wanted to try something, and asked if she could show you some of her ancestry's style. 

✤ You...reluctantly agreed, and she quickly became excited, sitting you down and doing both your makeup and outfit. 

✤ After that, when she was trying to sleep, suddenly realized what happened and could not sleep. 

Murro;; 

✤ Walked in, looking for his boar. 

✤ Saw you changing and kinda froze, confused. insert math calculation meme 

✤ Then realized what was going on and left, apologizing loudly.

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[kirishwima]

so i’ve had this scenario stuck in my head for a hot sec and i ADORE it,, so like,,, what if the RFA embarrassed themselves in front of their crush? i think it would be fun to see the more composed members (coUGH jumin & jaehee) getting all flustered lmao. thank you so much!!

oo i love this! i hope ill manage to do your scenario justice ^o^

YOOSUNG:

* Let’s be honest here, this ray of sunshine is just one big ol’ clumsy mess

* So it’s not surprising that the first time he met MC he just. Fell over with the first step he took their way.

* It’s not his fault they were so pretty he lost his balance okay?!

* He stays there, on the floor for a long moment, blinking slow before he realised the predicament he was in, immediatly rushing to stand up, only to get dizzy as he did and stumble yet again, his weight falling onto a softer surface this time....

* ....and straight onto MC’s chest. 

* Yoosung.exe has stopped responding

* His cheeks turn a brilliant shade of red as he stumbles over his words for an apology, his eyes looking anywhere but MC’s face as he takes slow steps backward, a dozen excuses on his lips.

* Lucky for him, MC merely finds his clumsiness endearing (If they kiss him when he gets flustered like that it’ll be an instant K.O, 100% guaranteed)

* Just a big flustered mess really, and MC just lives for it

ZEN:

* Yes, yes, he’s Zen, musical actor prodigy, he’s a ladies man, so suave e.t.c e.t.c...

* Until it comes to the person he likes. Oh boy, he is a m e s s when he sees MC’s face, when they walk by him, when they simply exist in his vicinity really.

* He’d met MC for a cup of coffee, and when they asked him how his new play is coming along, he couldn’t help himself but excitedly start talking about it, his hands moving animatedly as he spoke with a fiery passion...

* ....only those very hands managed to swat MC’s cup of coffee and throw it flying off the table, straight to MC’s legs

* He’s flabbergasted for a moment, before immediatly shooting up from his hair and rushing to MC, checking them up and down for any injuries, apologising profusely.

* He’s on his knees in front of them, grabbing a dozen tissues to put onto their now coffee-stained pants, before he realises the...predicament he put himself in.

* Slowly he looks up from his kneeled position and straight to MC’s reddened face, his own pale skin now resembling a tomato

* (10/10 his hair would do that Ghibli fluffy thing from the shock)

* He scoots away immediatly, apologising with a soft stutter, trying to control the BeastTM from coming out-this was barely their first date, he couldn’t scare MC off now, not yet-

* Lost in his own worried thoughts, he didn’t hear MC’s soft giggle at first. By the time he did, they were already trying their best to conceal their giggle behind their palms.

* “You’re so cute Zen”, MC says after a moment, “I’m glad I got to see this side of you”.

* He’s Shocked for a long moment, before he finds his inner suaviness yet again.

* “Oh, you haven’t seen nothing yet my love” he says and well, now it’s MC’s turn to become a reddened tomato.

JUMIN:

* This man is nearly impossible to fluster

* He’s always straightforward and confident with what he says, his whole being exuding a sort of confidence only a man in his position could ever have.

* And yet, Jumin Han is in fact human, and even he has his embarassing moments.

* One such moment being when, in those few days he lived with MC before the party, he decided to take a shower...

*...only he forgot to inform MC that the bathroom would be occupied.

* Chaos ensues as MC nonchalantly opens the bathroom door (you can thank the penthouse’s soundproof walls for the fact that they didn’t hear the water running), and lo and behold, they are met with one wide-eyed, very, very naked Jumin, his hands paused midway through lathering shampoo on his hair.

* MC blinks once, twice before screaming an apology, immediatly shutting the door as they rushed away form the bathroom probably to go hide their face into the couch and scream bc hOLY MOLY-

* Jumin was quick to exit the bathroom, now (thankfully?) clothed, his hair still dripping water onto the towel wrapped around his shoulders as he quietly walked besides MC, flopping quite ungracefully onto the couch.

* His hands were interlocked, resting between his legs as he looked down to them unstaringly.

* MC was quite...scared at first. Was he mad? Was he scared of MC, the mega-privacy-intruding-perv?? Why was he saying nothing? Why wouldn’t he just loo at MC?!

* “Um-” he started eventually and-was that a blush spreading from the nape of his neck all the way to his ears??

* “I’m-I should’ve mentioned I was in the shower my- my apologies.”

* My Lord and the Heavens Above, Jumin was FLUSTERED. MC had no words, they simply kept looking on to him, the way he fumbled with his fingers, a nervous tick or so it seemed, his mouth set into an almost-pout.

* “It’s alright-it was a sight I could get used to” MC eventually shrugs, making Jumin even more horribly flustered

* MC you shameless perv~

JAEHEE:

* At a glance, Jaehee seems like a perfect, composed and serious buisnesswoman, exuding a quiet confidence not very unlike Jumin’s, except for its subtleness, the way she holds herself poised and graceful, yet practiced. Oh, so practiced.

* She’s the epitomy of that ‘I’m internally screaming’ meme, really. She might seem cool and composed on the outside, but the slightest thing can make her brain hay-wire, a dozen screaming voices yelling in embarassement inside her mind.

* So when she finally meets MC, when she starts working in the cafe with her, having to work side-by-side with her crush on the daily and not make a fool of herself? Ohhhhh boy, Baehee’s got her work cut out for her

* That blessed embarassing moment comes way faster than one would think-on the opening day of the cafe, actually.

* She’s brewing coffee, lost in thought as she took in the aroma of the freshly ground coffee beans, a steaming jug of milk beside her as she gently rested her hand on the brewing cup’s handle, when MC approached her from behind.

* Not one used to physical affection, the moment MC leaned close and rested their head on Jaehee’s shoulder, asking her how the coffee was coming along, she was instantly snapped out of her daydream.

* The proximity, the scent of MC invading her senses, the feel of the one she loves leaning their body against hers-Jaehee’s consciousness SNAPPED.

* She immediatly jolted, her hand flying from the brewing coffee, her plam accidentantly slamming straight onto MC’s face in her flabber-gasted shock.

* The soft ‘ouch’ from MC as they rubbed their reddened nose made her eyes widen, her lips tremble-oh no oh shit, did she do that?! Oh no, MC will think she’s such a goof, they’ll regret ever starting this project with her, they’ll-

* “Wow Jaehee, you sure throw a mean punch” MC giggled, their pain long forgotten at Jaehee’s flustered expression. 

* “You-I’m-sorry! I don’t- you were so close and you look so pretty and-”

* Baehee error 404; did she just say that? Did she just-

* She immediatly turned away, hiding the furious blush spreading on her face, bringing her hands to cover her mouth in shock.

* “Awe, you look even prettier though” MC shrugged, and just like that-Jaehee slowly turned around, a spark of hope in her eyes, a trembling smile on her lips.

* She didn’t have time to answer-not when MC already snaked their arms around her waist again, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek before moving on to finish the coffee Jaehee started.

* (Yes she would think of that kiss for the whole day and scream into her hands when alone in the storage room)

SAEYOUNG/SEVEN:

* This boy loves to pull pranks, and generally is...pretty darn shameless 

* That, however, doesn’t mean he can’t be flustered with enough effort.

* He’d been on another Dr. Pepper and Honey Buddha Chips binge, pulling yet another all-nighter when MC walked into his office, a frown on their lips.

* “Saeyoung! I told you a dozen times to stop eating so much of those chips and soda. It’s bad enough for your health that you’re staying up so late, but eating junk food like that you’ll also ruin your stomach!” MC chided him, their hands on their hips.

* On the one hand, Saeyoung wanted to roll his eyes, tell MC he’s fine, he’s been on this shitty diet way before MC and hey, he’s still alive! On the other hand though, he knew MC is only saying this out of love and care for him, and well, having someone to look out for him like that felt great.

* MC approached him, ready to grab the half-empty chips bag from the table, only when they leaned close to grab the bag...

* ...Seven opened his mouth to speak....except a loud burp came out instead, straight beside MC’s ear.

* They both remained silent for a moment, unblinking before Seven realised what he’d done, his mouth agape in shock.

* He blinked once, twice, staring at MC’s face for a reaction, for any reaction oh my god he was so embarased-

* MC turned to him with an even bigger frown, grabbing the bag of chips and dangling it in front of Seven’s face.

* “No. More. Chips.* they emphasised, and Seven could do little else but gulp and nod, too afraid to open his mouth again in case another unholy burp like that escaped his insides.

* He ran a hand through his hair, trying to play off the reddening of his cheeks, the silly smile that nervously found it’s way on his face.

* Before MC could leave the room, he leaned back on his chair and called out;

* “Hey MC-does this mean we just took our relationship to the next level?”

* Insert ‘Hi I’m Chandler and I like to make jokes when I’m nervous’ gif here

JIHYUN/V:

* This marshmallow of a man is so gentle and soft-spoken, it’s actually quite difficult to imagine him embarassed

* And yet, he’s the easiest to fluster out of anyone in the RFA!

* Even a simple compliment can make this spicy mint boy’s cheeks flare up, a silly little smile finding its way to his lips as he nervously bites them, a tell-tale sign of his flusterdness.

* Once, before he got the surgery for his eyesight, he walked to the sofa MC was sitting at, aiming to sit besides them-

* -Only he didn’t notice that MC was in fact laying down on the couch, not sitting on it, effectively throwing his entire weight onto MC’s thighs.

* He only realised what he’d done after patting MC’s legs with his hands, hearing the soft ‘oof’ MC let out as he sat. 

* He immediatly shot up, waving his hands in the air as he furiously apologised, leaning down to find MC’s face and hold it in his hands, asking them if he hurt them, if they were okay-

* “Damn V, if you wanted to sit on my lap all you had to do was ask” MC says with a wiggle of the eyebrows (joke’s on you MC, minty boyo can’t see s h i t rn), and well, it took everything in V’s willpower to not faint into a tomato-coloured puddle onto the floor at that.

* Pls don’t fluster this poor lanky mint, he literally can’t Take It

-Send me scenarios/headcanons for the mystic messenger characters to react to!-

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God & His Priests & His Kings: Chapter 4 - A FFXV OC Fanfic

I powered this out in one day. ONE DAY. And this is where my new plot ideas start kicking off, so let me know what you guys think. As I mentioned in the rewritten version of chapter 3, I'm sorry for being gone for 5 months but after coming home from my mum's wedding and second year wrapping up, I was not feeling like writing. I took May to recoup and finish up my competitive dance career, and I'm hopefully here to stay for the next four months at most probably before school eats me alive again.  Anyways, as you all know, you can find me on FanFiction.Net as Cherry Blossom Cheese Cake, ao3 as CherryBlossomCheeseCake, and I'm now on twitter as CherryWrites if you wanna see me scream at 5am about writing and retweeting memes.

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Dawn - Jeremy Soule

In the week following Eun-Byeol's departure from the kingdom, I was able to settle into her routine quickly. I slept a little later than usual, only waking when the court ladies entered the room with my breakfast.

None of my former colleagues seemed to be aware of the switch, accepting my absence with ease and welcoming Ji-Hye into their ranks as the replacement.

The only difficulty I had experienced so far was the lack of privacy that came with having attendants and court ladies. The location of the royal apartments and overabundance of guards and staff certainly was making it difficult for Orion and I to see each other privately, much to his annoyance.

"I for one can't wait for this undercover business of yours to be done with. I'm tired of almost getting caught by the guards whenever I leave." Orion grumbled quietly, tugging his boots back on in the dim candle light.

I smiled indulgently from my place behind him on the bed, teasingly responding with, "No, you're just annoyed of having to leave right away so you don't get caught in bed with a princess."

He huffed out a quiet laugh, "What can I say, I've grown used to you curling around me after we make love."

I hummed lightly as I wrapped the sheets around my torso and shifted to sit up so I could rest my chin on his shoulder.

"It won't be for much longer, just until the peace is settled and the empire is out of the city. Then we can go back to our lives and back to seeing each other more regularly." I murmured against his bare shoulder, pulling gently on one of his braided strands.

"You say that, but it doesn't make me any less impatient." Orion said with a grin, turning to kiss me with a hunger that was softened by how gently he cradled my face in his hand.

I laughed into the kiss as I fell backwards onto the mattress, Orion following and hovering over me carefully. The hand cradling my face slowly slipped down my neck to rest on my chest, my lover brushing his thumb along my clavicle before parting our heated kiss.

"All this talk of secrecy and here you are acting like a coeurl to keep me in your bed longer. It's as if you want us to be found out." He teased, smirking as he moved himself off the bed to put his shirt back on.

I just laughed in response, rolling onto my front as the sheets tangled around my waist. I watched as he slipped on his belt before ducking down to kiss my head lightly.

"Sleep well, my princess. Until we meet again." Orion said quietly before slipping into the hall unnoticed, as I allowed myself to succumb to exhaustion.

I found myself on the beaches of Galdin for the first time in years, squinting in the sun in order to take in my surroundings. The dream world preserved the perfection of my memory of the place from eight years ago, my gaze travelling along the white sand of the beach until they rested on the dark figure that had called out to me.

Noctis sat on a dock not too far away, his feet dangling in the water as he looked out across the ocean. I walked towards the teenager with a slight smile, allowing my form to taken on the familiar appearance of my yellow school uniform from my first life.

I settled down beside him, swinging my feet in the water and waited for the younger boy to speak.

The prince fidgeted with the hem of his shirt as he asked quietly, "Does it hurt to die?"

I looked at him in confusion, a frown gracing my face.

"I depends on the manner of death in my opinion. I died from blood loss while unconscious, but hitting my head did hurt quite a bit. Why do you ask?" I answered truthfully, watching his face for his reaction.

"I saw dad on the news recently and he isn't doing so well…" Noctis trailed off, his mouth pressing into a thin line.

I wrapped an arm around his broad shoulders, gently pulling him into a hug.

"We all die eventually, but your father still has many years left as king, Noctis. You don't have to worry about that just yet." I assured him, squeezing his shoulder lightly.

"How do you know that though? He looks so fragile and…"

"Everyone has a destiny and your father's journey isn't over yet," I told the prince, rubbing his back soothingly, "I know it's hard to see a parent as anything other than invincible as time goes on."

"Yeah.." Noctis trailed off, looking down to his hands, "Thanks, Angel. For everything."

I smiled brightly at his use of the childish nickname, the one he had given my dream form after the daemon attack eight years ago.

"This is what I'm here for, to make sure you're safe and okay…" I replied, ruffling his hair teasingly as he squawked and pouted over his now messy hair.

The prince merely huffed as he tried to salvage his black locks, a hint of a grin showing on his face as we continued to look out across the dreamscape.

I awoke to the quiet murmurs and shuffling of the court ladies, the trio rousing me from my sleep as they moved around the dining area of the third princess' apartments. I silently slipped out of the large bed, pulling on my discarded silk robe over my naked body and tying it closed before walking out to where the court ladies had placed my morning meal.

The court ladies briefly acknowledged my presence before moving into the bedroom to tidy it and select my clothes for the day. Tension filled the air as the entire palace seemed to rush anxiously in preparation for the Nifelheim embassy's arrival, and it had been steadily growing as the date of their arrival drew near.

I could hear the trio of court ladies fretting over what I should wear as I ate my berries and porridge, worrying if certain styles or colours would be deemed offensive to the foreigners.

I was also nervous about taking part in these negotiations, as I couldn't be found out in my role as pretending to be Eun-Byeol, or the entire thing would fall apart.

I finished my tea before making my way back to the bedroom, seeing the blue and white ruqun Bo-Ra and I-Seul had decided on, with Ji-Hye deciding what pins to adorn my hair with.

I quickly washed up with the water provided in the basin, wiping all traces of sleep and my activities with Orion from my skin. I allowed the robe to drop from my shoulders, I-Seul quickly removing it from my person as Bo-Ra began dressing me in my undergarments. The two of them quickly began dressing me in the ruqun before guiding me to the vanity so Ji-Hye could do my hair as I began the swift process of applying a small amount of makeup.

As the younger girl began braiding sections of my hair and inserting jeweled pins, I applied powder, kohl and a lip balm, pinching my cheeks for some added colour.

Once I had finished and Ji-Hye stepped away from my hair, I was indistinguishable from the real third princess.

I applied a bit of rose water to my neck and wrists before clipping in my silver earrings, preparing to make my way towards the main foyer where I was to meet the other two princesses. Stepping into my satin slippers, I left the royal apartments with my court ladies in tow, our group moving quickly through the halls of the palace.

My retinue and I were the last to arrive, the other two princesses waiting with their selection of court ladies, the faint murmurs of the court the only noise filling the antechamber. The three of us stood there for a few minutes, staring at each other until the calls of the head eunuch signaled our entrance to the court.

It was overwhelming to be the center of everyone's attention, as nobody paid any attention to a court lady when in the presence of a princess. I tried to mask my panic as I followed Gyeong-Hui and Se-Hyeon up the stairs to the three thrones, focusing on evening out my breathing and not tripping.

Settling daintily on the seat of Eun-Byeol's throne, I fixed my gaze on the large doors at the back of the room, knowing that the imperial embassy would walk in at any moment.

The head eunuch appeared below the dias, clearing his throat before announcing, "Presenting the imperial embassy of the Nifelheim empire. Chancellor Ardyn Izunia, Brigadier General Loqi Tummelt, and High Commander Ravus Nox Fleuret, former prince of Tenebrae."

I perked up at the mention of Ravus' name, surprised by his presence in the embassy. While he and I hadn't been close like Luna and I due to the large age difference, I still remembered that he had been kind to me while I was in Tenebrae. The man who entered the throne room was starkly different from the boy of my memory, his mouth set in a harsh line and eyes void of any emotion; his blonde hair had grown out of its short style, and any remnants of childhood had melted off his face.

The brigadier general was an unknown face and looked surprisingly young for his military position, while the chancellor was as strange as the last time he was in Goryeo.

"Greetings once again, fair princesses of Goryeo. Thank you for welcoming the imperial embassy to your beautiful city." Ardyn stated with all the pomp and dramatics of his last visit.

"Good day to you, Chancellor, and your companions. We hope your journey was safe and comfortable." Gyeong-Hui replied formally, scrutinizing the trio of men at the foot of the steps.

"It was quite long and tiresome, but seeing your lovely faces has surely rejuvenated my companions as much as I."

I withheld a shudder as the chancellor's eyes slid across each of us, lingering a moment longer on my figure before flickering back to the first princess.

"Nonetheless, you must be tired. Please allow the servants to escourt you to your guest chambers so you may rest and freshen up before the evening meal." Se-Hyeon interjected, a tentative smile gracing her face.

"How could refuse the generosity of such gracious hosts. Thank you, your highnesses." the chancellor replied, bowing low to us before leading the other two out of the throne room.

The tension in the room seeming to immediately disappear with the group from the empire, members of the court finally relaxing.

Dinner was just as tense of an affair as this morning in the throne room had been. I remained silent for the most part, only speaking when spoken to by the chancellor.

"Have you given any thought to the previous proposal the empire has offered, your highnesses?" Ardyn inquired, sipping at the sweet ulwatt wine that had been imported for the occasion.

"If we had, our answer would still remain the same. Someone who marries outside our borders cannot reside within them with their spouse. It is only because of politics that your embassy and escourt are allowed in our lands." Gyeong-Hui replied steadily.

"How unfortunate. I only hope that we are able to come to an agreement that mutually benefits both of us that is equal to the solidity of marriage." the chancellor said, his golden eyes boring into the first princess' equally intense gaze.

"Indeed." Se-Hyeon murmured, looking into the depths of her wine cup.

Silence fell over the room once more before the sound of my chair legs scraping against the floor filled the dining hall.

"Excuse me but I need a moment to get some air" I said breathlessly, bobbing a quick curtsey to our guests and the other princesses before walking out of the dining hall as fast as was deemed appropriate.

I didn't slow my pace until I was in the nearest empty garden, gasping for breath as I attempted to calm myself. I settled down on a stone bench, closing my eyes as I breathed in the scent of the flowers around me.

The chancellor unnerved me quite a bit and his eyes always felt like they were dissecting me whenever he looked at me. It was suffocating in a way.

I was so immersed in calming myself down that I barely caught the polite clearing of a throat, propelling me upwards to face the entrance of the garden. Ravus stood awkwardly in in the garden, looking lost as he averted his gaze from me.

I composed myself swiftly, taking a deep breath.

"Is there something I can help you with, High Commander?" I offer quietly, staring at the uneasy man before me.

"Ah, no, your highness. I was simply walking in the gardens before retiring. I did not mean to intrude." the former prince answered quietly, his mismatched eyes finally meeting mine.

"In that case, would you care to walk with me through the gardens and talk? I would like to get to know you since your company will be with us for quite some time." I asked Ravus, smiling politely at the shadow of the boy I used to know.

"I would be honoured, princess." the blonde replied, offering me his arm and allowed me to begin guiding him through the various gardens in the palace.

Ravus cleared his throat awkwardly, avoiding my curious gaze to look around the garden.

"The gardens here are quite lovely, especially the water gardens." he said quietly, causing me to smile at his continued awkwardness.

"Thank you, but I'm sure they can't compare to the beauty of Tenebrae's nature. I hear that your cities and Fenestala Manor are practically interwoven with the trees and other plants." I laughed, remembering the beauty of the royal family's home prior to the empire's attack.

Ravus tensed slightly at the mention of his family home, a sudden seriousness overcoming him.

"My childhood home is indeed beautiful despite the scars it still retains after the empire's invasion years ago." he acknowledged gravely.

I turned away from the gardens to face him, looking at him with empathy, "I'm sorry for what happened to your home and family. I may have not known her personally, but I heard Queen Sylva was a benevolent ruler, and an even more loving mother." I offered, remembering the radiant woman who had been so kind to me despite being an unknown piece of the puzzle.

"Thank you. What happened to my home and family was a tragedy, let us hope that your council and our embassy can come to a suitable agreement so that history does not repeat itself in Goryeo." the former prince replied, causing my heart rate to rise in sudden anxiety at the veiled threat behind his words.

We continued our walk in silence, my mind turning quickly in an attempt to formulate some kind of agreement that would be equal to that of marriage, the promise of destruction lingering in the back of my mind.

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