#keep ur head up queens it could happen

[milkstoner]

I don't have an insta 😔

I do have to respect that honestly.

[taurasiluvr]

SEE YOUR MAN IS A MAN BUT HE AIN'T ME / SEE THAT * CAN'T BE WHAT HE CAN'T BE ── BUECKERS⁵

how you can help palestine part one part three

★ i got a couple requests for a prequel for my paige fic, so here it is!! ★ "queen u should do like a prequel to ur paige fic where u show what happened when the mc and bf was on break. ur writing is amazing btw 😘😘" /// "hey girlie, could u do a part two to the paige fic but like it’s sorta a prequel? like what happens when the reader and her bf were on a break. ur an amazing writer, thank u for ur service 🫡"

 ⠀ ── ⠀warnings ;; nsfw under the cut, mdni. fingering, oral (r receiving), more cheating, mentions of alcohol, ugly ass bf (ewww)

 ⠀ ── ⠀word count ;; 4.7k

 ⠀ ── ⠀rylin's notes ;; requests are open for those who want to send them in :p

"that's what i fucking said!" you shouted into the phone, frustration evident in your voice.

you glanced at your nails, trying to keep your temper in check as your boyfriend's rant continued on the other end of the line. his shouting about god knows what was getting on your nerves, especially since you were at paige's place, getting ready for a party.

paige leaned against the doorframe, her eyes full of concern as she watched you. she could hear your boyfriend's muffled yelling from across the room and raised an eyebrow in silent question.

you sighed heavily, running a hand through your hair. "look, i can't do this right now. i'm at p's right now, and we're about to head out. we'll talk later," you said, trying to end the call.

"don't hang up on me!" your boyfriend snapped, his voice loud enough that even paige could make out his words. she frowned, pushing off the doorframe and walking over to you.

"my god, this shit is exhausting!" you said, exasperation coloring your tone. "we're on break, okay? this is the exact reason why we are on the break in the first place, i'm tired of you!"

paoge reached out and took your hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. she mouthed, "hang up," and you nodded, feeling a rush of gratitude for her support.

"bye, i'll talk to you later." you said firmly, ending the call despite your boyfriend's protests. you dropped your phone onto the bed and took a deep breath, trying to calm the anger bubbling inside you.

paige stepped closer, her hands gently cupping your face. "you okay?" she asked softly, her eyes full of concern.

you nodded, though your frustration was still evident. "yeah, just... sick of his shit. he's always yelling about something."

paige's thumbs brushed lightly against your cheeks. "you don't have to put up with that, you know."

"i know," you sighed, leaning into her touch. "it's just... complicated."

paige gave you a small, understanding smile. "it doesn't have to be."

you looked at her, searching for comfort in her steady gaze. "let's just get ready for the party, needa forget about him for a while."

paige nodded, her smile widening. "sounds like a plan."

you both continued getting ready, the atmosphere lightening as paige started making jokes and playfully teasing you. she helped you pick out an outfit, her eyes lingering on you with a mix of admiration and something else you couldn't quite place.

"if he saw me wear this, i swear he'd lose his shit," you laughed as you eyed yourself through the reflection.

paige rolled her eyes. "you know this is a free country right? he's just an insecure fuck."

you laughed as you glanced at the blonde, you could see her gaze lingering on your ass for a little longer than a friend should have. you felt your cheeks heat up as you licked your lips, choosing to ignore it. paige had always admired you; she's never hid the fact she thought you were hot from you.

"you're just saying that 'cause you have better taste," you teased, adjusting the hem of your shirt.

Paige smirked, her eyes meeting yours in the mirror. "damn right i do. and you look amazing."

your blush deepened, but you tried to play it off with a laugh. "thanks, p. you always know how to make me feel good."

"that's what i'm here for," she replied with a wink.

the sound of your phone buzzing interrupted the moment. you glanced at the screen, seeing a long text from your boyfriend. you sighed, feeling the weight of his constant questioning pressing down on you.

"let me guess," paige said, her tone laced with sarcasm. "nother 'concerned' message from mr. clingy?"

"yep," you replied, tossing your phone onto the bed. "it's like he can't let me breathe."

paige grabbed your phone, skimming through the text before scoffing. her expression was amused as she met your gaze before you both burst out in laughter. "fuck," she just swiped the message from your notification center before glancing up at you.

as you finished getting ready, you could feel the excitement building. the prospect of a night out with paige and your girls was exactly what you needed to escape the stress and tension. paige handed you a pair of heels, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

"these will complete the look," she said, helping you slip them on.

you stood up, wobbling slightly on the unfamiliar height. paige steadied you, her hands warm and reassuring on your waist. "careful there, cinderella."

you laughed, feeling a genuine happiness that had been missing for a while. "thanks, prince charming."

she chuckled, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "anytime, princess."

with one last look in the mirror, you grabbed your purse and headed out the door, paige by your side. the drive to the party was filled with laughter and easy conversation, a stark contrast to the earlier argument with your boyfriend. by the time you arrived, you felt lighter, more carefree.

the party was in full swing when you walked in. music pulsed through the air, and people filled every corner of the house. paige stayed close to you, her presence a comforting anchor in the chaos. you spotted your girls in the crowd and waved, making your way over to them.

"finally!" aaliyah exclaimed, pulling you into a hug. "we thought you were never gonna get here."

"sorry," you said with a laugh, returning the hug. "had some... complications."

nika raised an eyebrow, glancing at paige. "complications, huh? everything okay?"

"yeah," paige answered for you, her hand resting lightly on your back. "just some boyfriend drama. but we're here to have fun, right?"

"right!" aubrey agreed, handing you a drink. "let's forget about the drama and enjoy the night."

as the night went on, you found yourself relaxing more and more. paige stayed by your side, her playful banter and easy confidence helping you forget about your earlier argument. at one point, you caught her looking at you with a soft smile, and you felt a warmth spread through your chest.

"thanks for being here," you said quietly, leaning in so she could hear you over the music.

"always," paige replied, her eyes sparkling with sincerity.

you felt a rush of gratitude and something deeper, something that made your heartbeat a little faster. for the first time in a while, you felt truly happy, surrounded by friends and free from the weight of your boyfriend's constant demands.

as the party continued, someone suggested doing body shots. the idea was met with enthusiastic cheers, and before you knew it, you were being pulled towards the center of the room. paige's eyes lit up with excitement as she nudged you playfully.

"come on, it'll be fun!" she said, her grin infectious.

you laughed, feeling a mix of nervousness and thrill. "okay, okay! who's going first?"

aubrey handed you a shot glass filled with tequila and a slice of lime. "why don't you start, and paige can go next?"

you glanced at paige, who winked at you. "let's do it."

you lay down on the makeshift bar setup, feeling the cool surface against your back. the room erupted in cheers and whistles as Paige leaned over you, her eyes locked onto yours. she sprinkled salt on your stomach, her touch sending shivers down your spine.

"ready?" she asked, her voice low and teasing.

"yeah," you replied quietly, your heart racing.

paige licked the salt off your skin, her tongue warm and soft against your flesh. she quickly took the shot, her eyes never leaving yours, and then bit into the lime that had been in your mouth.

"your turn, princess," paige said, her voice a little breathless as she helped you up.

you switched places, your hands trembling slightly as you poured the tequila and placed the lime slice in her mouth. paige lay back, her eyes watching you intently. you sprinkled the salt on her stomach, your fingers brushing against her skin, and felt the tension between you intensify.

"go for it," paige encouraged, her eyes dark with anticipation.

you leaned down, licking the salt from her skin, the taste mingling with the warmth of her body. you took the shot quickly, the burn of the alcohol mixing with the rush of adrenaline. as you bit into the lime, you looked into paige's eyes and saw the same heat and desire mirrored there.

the room around you seemed to fade away as you finished the shot, your focus entirely on paige. she sat up slowly, her face inches from yours, and you could feel her breath on your lips.

"that was hot," paige breathed out with a chuckle.

you licked your lips as her eyes kept glancing to your lips, a smirk evident on hers. the moment was charged with unspoken tension, the air thick with possibilities. for a second, you thought paige might lean in and kiss you, but the spell was broken by the sound of laughter and cheers from your friends.

"who's next?" aubrey called out, oblivious to the moment you and paige had just shared.

you stepped back, your heart still pounding, and forced a smile. "yeah, yeah."

paige's hands found your hips as she led you away from the crowd, her touch lingering a moment longer than necessary. she followed you, your mind racing and your body still tingling from the shared intimacy of the body shots. the party's noise and energy seemed to blur into the background as you both made your way to a quieter corner of the room.

"that was fun," paige said, her voice low as she glanced back at you.

you nodded, your breath catching in your throat. "yeah, it was."

paige's eyes softened, and she gave you a small, reassuring smile. "you okay?"

"yeah," you replied, your voice steadier than you felt. "haven't done body shots in a while," you forced out a chuckle as paige kept her eyes glued on you.

paige chuckled, her thumb brushing against your side. "yeah well maybe we needa do more, huh?"

you laughed as you nodded, paige joining in a few moments after. the two of you stood there for a moment, the party continuing around you but feeling distant and detached.

the party continued and you found yourself drinking a little more than you should have. the buzz of alcohol dulled the edges of your anxiety, making everything feel softer and more manageable. paige stayed close by, her presence a steady anchor amidst the chaos of the party.

you felt lighter, freer, and more attuned to the warmth of the people around you. you stole glances at Paige, noticing the way her eyes sparkled when she laughed and how her smile seemed to light up the room.

someone suggested playing another round of truth or dare, and the group eagerly agreed. you and Paige found yourselves back in the circle, this time sitting even closer, your legs brushing against each other. the game began again, and the dares grew bolder and the truths more revealing – you didn't expect anything less of college aged people.

when it was your turn, you hesitated for a moment before choosing "dare." you were feeling bold, the alcohol giving you a boost of confidence.

"i dare you to go into the closet with p for seven minutes in heaven," they declared, their eyes dancing with excitement.

the room erupted in cheers and laughter, and you felt your cheeks flush with a mix of embarrassment and anticipation. you glanced at paige, who raised an eyebrow, a playful smile tugging at her lips.

"well, shall we?" paige asked, extending a hand to help you up.

you nodded, your heart pounding in your chest as you took her hand. the group continued to cheer and tease as you and paige made your way to the closet. once inside, paige closed the door behind you, and the noise from the party was muffled, leaving you in a small, dimly lit space with her.

the air between you was charged with tension, and you could feel your pulse quicken. paige leaned against the door, her eyes locked onto yours.

"guess we have seven minutes," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

you swallowed hard, your mind racing. "yeah, seven minutes."

paige took a step closer, her gaze intense. "what do you want to do with those seven minutes?"

you laughed, shaking your head. "you're such a horny fuck, paige."

"me? never," she laughed but her eyes didn't leave your face. "you're just really hot, i mean... look at what you're wearin' princess, i can't help it."

it seemed the alcohol had also given paige a boost of confidence, making her bolder than usual. she took another step closer, her body inches from yours, the heat between you palpable.

"really gonna blame it on what i'm wearing?" you teased. "pretty sure you've been looking at me like this all night."

paige's smile turned mischievous. "maybe i have. what are you gonna do about it?"

your breath hitched at her words, the challenge in her eyes making your pulse race even faster. you felt a surge of bravery, fueled by the tension and the alcohol in your system. stepping closer, you reached up and brushed a strand of hair away from her face, your fingers lingering on her cheek.

"i think i'll do this," you murmured, leaning in and closing the gap between you.

your lips met in a slow, deliberate kiss, the world outside the closet fading away. paige responded eagerly, her hands sliding around your waist, pulling you closer. the kiss deepened, and you felt a rush of heat spread through your body, the intensity of the moment consuming you both.

paige's hands roamed over your back, her touch sending shivers down your spine. you lost yourself in the sensation, your fingers tangling in her hair as you pressed your body against hers. the kiss became more urgent, a release of all the unspoken feelings that had been building between you for what felt like forever.

breaking the kiss for a moment, paige's forehead rested against yours, her breath warm on your lips. "you have no idea how long i've wanted to do that," she whispered, her voice husky with desire.

"wonder how your little boyfriend would feel about this, huh, princess?" she teased as you rolled your eyes.

"shut up," you murmured, a playful smile tugging at your lips.

you captured her lips again, silencing her teasing with another passionate kiss. paige's hands tightened on your waist, pulling you closer as the kiss deepened, your bodies pressed together in the small closet.

the intensity between you was electric, each touch, each kiss fueling the fire that had been smoldering for so long. you could feel paige's heart beating against yours, the rhythm matching the wild pace of your own. her hands slid down to your hips, her fingers gripping you firmly, grounding you in the moment.

she pushed you against the table that was set behind you, a groan leaving her lips as she did so. the edge of the table pressed into your back, but the discomfort was overshadowed by the intensity of paige's kiss. her hands gripped your hips, holding you in place as she deepened the kiss, her tongue exploring your mouth with a desperate need.

you wrapped your arms around her neck, pulling her closer, the heat between you building with each passing second. paige's hands roamed over your body, her touch both gentle and demanding. she trailed kisses down your neck, sucking gently on the sensitive skin, leaving a trail of fire in her wake.

"paige," you breathed out, your voice barely above a whisper, your fingers tangling in her hair.

she lifted her head, her eyes dark with desire as she looked at you. "wanted this for so long," she confessed, her voice husky and filled with longing.

"me too," you admitted, your heart racing. "i've tried to ignore it, but i can't anymore."

paige's lips curved into a small smile, her hands sliding under your shirt, her fingers brushing against your bare skin. "then don't," she murmured, her lips finding yours again in a searing kiss.

as the kiss intensified, paige's hands moved to the hem of your shirt, lifting it over your head and tossing it aside. her eyes roamed over your exposed skin, her gaze filled with admiration and desire. she leaned in, pressing kisses along your collarbone, her hands exploring every inch of you.

you arched into her touch, your breath hitching as she trailed her fingers down your sides, leaving a path of tingling sensations. paige's lips found your ear, her breath warm against your skin as she whispered, "you drive me crazy, you know that?"

you laughed softly, your hands sliding down her back. "good," you replied, your voice laced with a mix of teasing and sincerity.

paige's hands moved to your waist, her fingers slipping under the waistband of your pants. "can i?" she asked, her voice filled with a mixture of hope and hesitation.

you nodded, your heart pounding with anticipation. "yes."

with a swift motion, paige unbuttoned your shorts, sliding them down your legs. her hands caressed your thighs, her touch sending waves of pleasure through your body. she looked up at you, her eyes filled with an intense longing that mirrored your own.

"need you," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

you cupped her face in your hands, pulling her in for another kiss. "'m yours," you replied, the words spilling from your lips without hesitation.

paige's eyes darkened with desire, her hands moving to your underwear, sliding them down with a slow, deliberate motion. she kissed her way down your body, her lips leaving a trail of fire as they moved lower and lower. the sensation was overwhelming, your body trembling with anticipation.

she quickly straightened up, lifting you up into the table easily. her hands found your hips, and she pulled you forward, your bodies pressed together in a feverish embrace. you could feel the heat radiating from her as her lips traveled back up your body, tracing a path of desire that left you breathless.

when her mouth found yours again, the kiss was hungry and desperate, a reflection of the emotions that had been building between you for so long.

paige's hands roamed freely, exploring the contours of your body with a reverence that made you shiver. she took her time, savoring every moment, every reaction she elicited from you. her touch was both tender and commanding, a perfect balance that left you craving more.

as her hands moved to your breasts, you gasped, arching into her touch. paige's mouth followed the path of her hands, her lips and tongue teasing your sensitive skin. the combination of her touch and the cool air of the closet sent waves of pleasure coursing through you, making it hard to think about anything other than the woman in front of you.

"paige," you breathed out, your voice trembling with need. "please."

she looked up at you, her eyes dark with desire. "tell me what you want, princess."

you bit your lip, trying to find the words. "i want you... no.. i need you to touch me."

paige's smile was both tender and wicked as she complied, her hands sliding down your body with a slow, deliberate motion. when her fingers finally found your wet pussy, you let out a soft moan, your head falling back as the pleasure overwhelmed you.

she moved with a skilled precision, her fingers teasing and exploring, driving you to the edge with every touch. the sensations were almost too much to bear, your body trembling with the intensity of it all. paige's name fell from your lips in a breathless whisper, a plea for more.

and she gave it to you, her movements becoming more insistent, her touch more demanding. the world outside the closet ceased to exist, leaving only the two of you in this moment of raw, unrestrained passion. every caress, every kiss, every whispered word pushed you closer to the brink, until you were teetering on the edge of oblivion.

"fuck," you gasped, your hands gripping her shoulders as you felt yourself reaching the peak. "'m so close."

paige leaned down, ignoring your pleas and spread your legs further. her lips found your cunt, her tongue delving into it as she began to devour you like you were her last meal. your hand found her hair, your legs wrapped around her head as you cried out.

"fuckfuckfuck, please," your makeup was running at this point but you didn't care anymore, you just needed to cum.

as soon as her tongue became flicking your clit, the coil in your stomach snapped as you let out a sob of pure pleasure. "oh my god!"

when the waves of pleasure finally began to subside, you collapsed against her, your breath coming in ragged gasps. paige sat up as her arms wrapped around you, holding you close as you both tried to catch your breath.

for a moment, there was only the sound of your breathing, the world outside the closet a distant memory. then paige pulled back slightly, her eyes searching yours with a mix of tenderness and concern.

"you okay?" she asked softly, brushing a strand of hair away from your face.

you nodded, a smile spreading across your lips. "more than okay. that was... amazing."

"aw, sweetheart. does he fuck you like that?" paige joked as you rolled your eyes. her finger swiped below your eyes, removing the mascara that was running down your face.

you playfully smacked paige's arm, trying to suppress the laughter that bubbled up. "shut up," you teased, feeling a mix of embarrassment and exhilaration from the intimacy you'd just shared.

paige chuckled, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "hey, just curious. gotta know how i compare," she said, her tone light.

you rolled your eyes again, feeling the heat rise to your cheeks. "you're impossible," you muttered, but your smile gave you away.

paige's finger gently swiped beneath your eyes, removing the smudged makeup. "there," she said softly, her touch lingering on your cheek. "all better."

the moment was tender, filled with unspoken words and shared emotions. paige's thumb brushed against your skin, her eyes locking onto yours. for a second, the world outside seemed to disappear again, leaving just the two of you in a bubble of newfound intimacy.

but the bubble burst as the closet door opened suddenly, and nika stood there, her expression with urgency. "guys, sorry to interrupt," she said, glancing between the two of you, "but your boyfriend just showed up."

your heart dropped at her words, the elation from moments before evaporating instantly. "what?" you exclaimed, stepping away from paige.

nika nodded, her brows furrowed with annoyance. "yeah, he's here, and he looks pissed. he was asking about you."

paige's expression darkened, her protective instincts kicking in. "great," she muttered, running a hand through her hair. "just what we needed."

you took a deep breath, trying to steady your racing heart. "guess o have to go talk to him," you said reluctantly, the weight of reality crashing back down on you.

paige stepped closer, her hand finding yours and giving it a reassuring squeeze. "you want me to come with you?" she asked, her eyes filled with concern.

you hesitated for a moment, then shook your head. "no, it's fine. i need to handle this on my own." You squeezed her hand back, grateful for her support. "but thank you."

you took a deep breath, steeling yourself for the confrontation ahead. with a final look at Paige, you stepped out of the closet, nika leading the way to where your boyfriend was waiting.

he was standing in the living room, his face a storm of emotions. as soon as he saw you, his eyes narrowed, and he strode towards you. "where the hell have you been?" he demanded, his voice laced with anger and frustration.

you squared your shoulders, trying to remain calm. "i've been at the party," you replied evenly. "what's your problem?"

"my problem?" he echoed, his voice rising. "you've been ignoring my calls and texts! and now i find out you've been hiding in a closet with paige?"

"first of all, it's a game!" you shot back, using the same tone he was. "ever heard of seven minutes in heaven?"

"that sure as hell was more than seven minutes, babe." his eyes flashed with anger and hurt, but he took a deep breath, seemingly trying to calm himself. "but you didn't answer my calls or texts. what's going on with us?"

you sighed, feeling the weight of the situation pressing down on you. "i told you, we need space to figure things out. this break was supposed to help us do that."

he stared at you for a moment, then looked away, his jaw clenched. "i just... i don't want to lose you," he said, his voice softer now, tinged with desperation.

your heart ached at his words, the conflict within you growing. "don't want to lose you either," you admitted, your voice breaking slightly. "but we need to work on our issues. we can't keep having these fights all the time."

he nodded slowly, his expression softening. "okay, i get that. but seeing you with paige... it just messed with my head."

"nothing's happening with Paige," you lied, trying to reassure him and keep the peace. "it was just a game. you have to trust me."

he looked at you, searching your eyes for the truth. after a moment, he nodded again, though his expression was still troubled. "alright. i trust you. but we need to talk about this. really talk."

you nodded, feeling a mixture of relief and guilt. "we will. but not here, not now. let's just try to enjoy the rest of the night, okay?"

He took a deep breath and then reached out to take your hand. "okay. but promise me we'll talk soon."

"promise," you said, squeezing his hand. "we'll figure this out."

with that, the tension between you seemed to ease slightly. you both turned and headed back into the house, the noise and energy of the party a stark contrast to the heavy conversation you had just had. as you reentered the party, you spotted paige watching you from across the room, her eyes filled with concern.

you gave her a small, reassuring nod, and she responded with a tentative smile. you knew this wasn't over, and there would be more conversations, more decisions to make. but for now, you were trying to hold on to the fragile peace you had managed to create.

throughout the rest of the night, your boyfriend stayed close by your side, his presence a constant reminder of the complexity of your feelings. paige didn't really give a fuck, she was still by your side, her hand always seemed to be on your shoulder or arm (she knew she'd get her ass beat if she touched your back or hips, where her hands usually would be).

when the time came to leave, your boyfriend offered to drive you home. as you said your goodbyes to your friends, paige pulled you aside for a moment.

"you okay?" she asked softly, her eyes filled with concern.

you nodded, though your heart felt heavy. you glanced behind you, looking at your boyfriend whose gaze was stuck on you and paige. "yeah, i'm okay. thanks for everything tonight."

paige gave you a small smile. "anytime, princess. just... take care of yourself, alright?"

"i will," you promised, giving her a hug. "we'll talk later."

paige's arms embraced you tightly, as she gave you a kiss on your head. she looked up to meet your boyfriend's eyes, giving him a smirk before she licked her lips, her eyes finding yours again.

"i love you," she muttered.

"i love you too, p." you managed a smile as you both leaned away.

paige looked up to see your now, seething boyfriend. she gave him a smile as she waved all in the mask of politeness. god, how she loved pushing his buttons.

your boyfriend's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenching as he returned paige's wave with a curt nod. you could see the storm brewing behind his eyes, and you knew that once you were alone, there would be a lot to talk about.

"let's go," your boyfriend said tersely, his voice barely masking his anger.

"yeah," you replied, glancing one last time at paige. she gave you a reassuring nod, her eyes softening with concern.

if you enjoyed, any interaction is greatly appreciated!

with love, rylin 𝜗𝜚

[anton-luvr]

hii could u write abt how riize would react to you avoiding their kisses as a prank? like the tiktok challenge! tysm i love ur writing!!

# WHEN YOU AVOID THEIR KISSES ; 7riize.

⚝ bf!riize x gn!reader | fluff | bf au, prank au ⚝ note ; this is perhaps my favorite request... tysm for requesting anon!!! hope u like it and thank u <3

# SHOTARO. - the smile on his face instantly falters. he freezes for a while, trying to process what just happened. softly, he'll mumble "why'd you move away? come back here :(" and tugs you back by your arm so he can kiss you. once you burst laughing and tell him it's just a prank, his signature smile is back on his face as he kisses you.

# EUNSEOK. - petty mode: activated. the moment you dodge his kiss, he'll go "oh so you don't wanna kiss me? okay, fine don't kiss me then" and he'll saunter away with a scoff. when you run after him to tell him it's just a prank, he'll huff and fold his arms, grumbling about how "it's not funny". but once you kiss him, all pettiness melts away and he attacks you with tickles to make you promise not to do that again.

# SUNGCHAN. - he'll be in absolute disbelief. like did you just turn away??? from his kiss????? when you ask for them almost 24/7?????????? he instantly knows there's something up, and he'll chase after you to kiss you, your laughter echoing across your apartment. when he finally catches up to you on the sofa, he'll pin you down and smother you in kisses till you're breathless and your stomach hurts from laughing.

# WONBIN. - bro is confused™. he's oblivious at first, and he'll ask you if he has something on his face. but when you shake your head no and move away from him when he tries to kiss you again, he gets even more confused. he'll whine a "then why won't you let me kiss you?", and you can't help but laugh and give in to your lovely boyfriend.

# SEUNGHAN. - he instantly thinks he did something wrong, because you've never declined his kisses before. he'll apologize so so so gently, voice full of so much love and care for you. he didn't even do anything wrong but it's so sweet, and you kiss him and tell him it's all just a prank with a smile. he doesn't even care about it, because "as long as i still get to kiss you at the end of the day, i don't mind."

# SOHEE. - you have officially left him #heartbrocken. like the drama queen he is, he'll gasp and screech "do you not love me anymore?" before clutching at his supposedly wounded heart. even when you laugh at him, he keeps the act up. "are you laughing at my suffering?!" he wails, groaning in false pain. needs plenty of kisses and cuddles for the drama to go away after you tell him it's only a prank.

# ANTON. - he wants the ground to open up and eat him alive. he gets sooooo embarrassed and will literally turn and run away from you to hide himself, face bright red. when you stop him to tell him it's just a prank, he gets even more embarrassed. he'll whine a "not funny, don't do it again." while he hugs you, hiding his face in the crook of your neck.

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[yooglefics]

hii! its been a few days since i found u and i love ur writing and stories!! could i request a fic where yoongi and (possibly) female reader have a fight over jealousy (its either her or him or both even idk) and its a little angsty idk but then they make up and its all fluffy 🤓🤓 thank u in advance luv

Hellooo. Thank you so much for your kind words and for requesting this! I really enjoyed writing this pair and some angst, I did a hint of both being jealousy, but is mostly him haha. Sorry it took me a while to finally post it, but I wanted it to be good, and I hope you like it!

Jealous, jealousy

Pairing: Min Yoongi x fem!reader  Wordcount: 2,467 words Genre: AU. Established relationship. Angst and comfort / fluff.  Summary: Jealousy has never been a problem in your relationship, not until a comment can't leave Yoongi's mind and interactions at your office’s party just make it worse. Content warnings under read more.

Includes: Jealous Yoongi. People thinking there's something between Jin and Reader… even Yoongi. Miscommunication. They argue. And then they're cute.

It all starts with the perilla leave question between Yoongi's friends one night out and a few rounds of soju in. As a self-identified non-jealous person, his answer was that it didn't mean anything, and even told the story about how it happened a few days ago when your coworker joined you two for lunch.

Jungkook, the non-identified most jealous person of the group, had obviously called him stupid. Questioned him about that guy and told him to be careful. “If I were you, Yoongi, I'd keep my eye on him.”

Little rascal; didn't even bother to use honorifics with him anymore.

But the worst thing is that the idea is now on his head and not even Yoongi knows how bad it is about to get as he steps into your office party a few weeks later. Now having the opportunity to see his girlfriend and her favorite coworker interact more in a familiar environment.

Even the ones who don't know Yoongi a lot, know he can be pretty reserved around new people, that's why you continue to make your polite round of interactions after saying hi and leaving him at a table with a whiskey and snacks. Promising to come back as soon as possible.

He looks at you across the room, all professional and sweet, the queen of small talk and polite smiles, and one forms on his own lips without realizing. Only doing so when it's erased as someone greets him, sitting down beside him and he tries to follow your steps at looking, at least, a bit cordial. 

“I don't think I've seen you before. Are you here with ( y / n ) or Seokjin?”

“Yes, with ( y / n ).”

“Really?” She sounds genuinely surprised, “I didn't know she was inviting someone.” 

“Well, I like supporting her, don't really need the invitation” he chuckles a bit awkwardly, “I'm her boyfriend.”

“Oh, so she is dating someone?” Again, the surprise in her tone makes Yoongi believe is a true emotion, and that confuses him.

“For a few years now, yes.”

“And here I was thinking that those two were going to be the next office romance,” she says sounding disappointed before realizing, “oh my— not that it's bad they don't, just… they are both attractive and you know…”

«Is that supposed to make it better?», he wants to ask, but instead he laughs, trying to dismiss everything as her hand lays on his forearm that is resting on the table, trying to reassure him as she goes on about him being handsome too and whatnot.

He stopped listening now. Because after that interaction, one hour seems long enough when half of that you have spent besides that guy, and Jungkook's words keep growing in his head as if he were watering them with the sweet alcohol. The one he has to switch hands to sip from now, because your coworker keeps the other prisoner of her hand. 

Not even the excuse ( that is actually not really an excuse because he needs it ) to get a refill works and she only stops rambling his ear off when someone arrives at the place and she finally leaves the table to greet them.

“I saw you made a friend,” your sweet smile is almost enough to make him forget his thoughts when he is joined by you at the bar while ordering another whiskey.

“Well, figure I should while you had fun with yours.” he shrugs in an effort to dismiss negative feelings.

“Wait, did you actually make friends with her?” is your turn to sound surprised, corners of your mouth falling a little.

“Is a problem if I did?”

“I… I mean, I was joking but I don't like her very much. You can make friends with other people, though.”

“Ah, thanks for the clear up.” He walks back to the table to sit down, and even he can acknowledge it was a weird response, so, your next question doesn’t shock him.

“Are you okay?”

“What if I made friends with your best friend, what's his name?” he asks instead. Comments from others blurring his psyche, making him act without much thinking.

“Jin?”

“Is that his name? She called him Seokjin”

“Well, Seokjin, Jin for short. What's the big deal?”

“Nothing. Just… that's what she said when she asked who I was here with,” he explains before taking a sip.

“Of course she asked you that,” and eye roll accompanies your words. 

“Yeah, because apparently you didn't say you invited your boyfriend.” but he thinks there is more important matters than you not liking your coworker. “As a matter of fact she didn't know you had a boyfriend.”

“Because is none of her business. She doesn't need to know about my relationship.”

“She does when she is talking about you and Seokjin having a romance.”

“What?!”

“Sorry. You and Jin.”

“Shut up, you know that's not what I meant. Can't believe she said that.” You steal a sip from his whiskey before continuing, “No actually, I can.”

He buffs. “You can?”

“Yeah, I told you, she is… not likable.”

“Just that? Not because it would be believable for you two to be together?” He asks, his annoyance clearer as seconds go by.

“Jin and I? Please, that's ridiculous.”

“Okay.”

“Why? Are you jealous?” You inquire, playfully. As if it would be impossible to be true.

“Yes.”

“Wait. Really?! But you have never been jealous.”

“Maybe I am now.” 

“Because of Jin?” you’re confused at how serious he is being, but before you can question more about it, you’re interrupted by said guy.

“Oh, I was summoned. Hi.” he greets your partner, so casually since he doesn’t realize Yoongi is mad with him too. “Can you come back? I don't want to interact with those people alone.”

You look at your co-worker and friend for a few seconds, and then to your boyfriend, trying to understand what is happening and if he is actually jealous. Him, Min Yoongi, the less jealous person you’ve ever met.

“Go, have fun.” Your boyfriend encourages you, managing a smile that only confuses you more because is clear to you that it’s not genuine.

What the hell is happening?

You’re surrounded with interactions the rest of the night, from your co-workers to their partners, people seem interested in Jin and you, after all, it’s the first big party since the both of you joined the company. Even when you go back to sit with Yoongi people get close to make conversation, one person actually asks about wedding planing and tells you she can get you in contact with someone. You know she means well so, with your best smile, you thank her and change the subject.

You hate those conversations. 

Having spent your childhood between your parents’ fights because «staying together for their kids» was a priority, when in reality it only made it worse for everyone involved, you grew up hating the idea of getting married. You understand it is for love, but you don't need a paper or a big party to announce that you love Yoongi. You don't need a ring on your finger to promise you'll do it forever. You don't need him to propose, let alone ask your parents permission to do so. 

Is your life, your decisions. The only opinion that matters other than yours is Yoongi's and he has always understood, never pressured you. He is the love of your life, after all.

In the car on the way home, the silence is filled with music from the stereo and you try to take Yoongi’s hand on the gear lever as always, but only a couple of seconds pass before he pulls away, both hands on the wheel now. 

Trying to figure out if it was on purpose, you ask, “What are you thinking about?” 

“You spend a lot of time with him,” he says without a beat.

“You told me to go.”

“I mean in general.”

“We work together, can't really do much about that.”

“You weren't working tonight and still it was like you were joined at the hip.” he hasn’t looked at you and you can’t decide if it hurts or bothers you more.

“Again, you told me to go at the end,” you argue. “ If you wanted me to stay with you, you could have said so.”

“Now I have to ask you to spend time with me?”

“Well, I can’t read your mind, honey.” you poke his cheek, softly. An attempt to lighten the mood a little.

“That’s not the point.” His tone is just as serious. And then you know that, whatever this is, it’s deeper than you thought.

“What is it then?” you genuinely ask, annoyance starting to build up inside you, but trying to stay calm. Surely he can tell, you think. “You’re clearly upset, but why?”

“Shouldn't I be? When my girlfriend keeps hanging out with this good-looking dude and everyone thinks they could be a thing?” 

“Really?” How can he even entertain those thoughts? You with another man? Doesn’t he hear how ridiculous it sounds? “Shouldn't I be upset because you let her touch your arm for like five minutes straight?”

“She was trying to console me.”

“Yeah, that actually makes it worse, Yoongi.” 

“Yoongi?” 

“That's your name.” He finally looks your way, but you’re looking at the road ahead of you and he can’t tell it is just in order to calm down.

“Wait. Why are you turning things on me?”

“Because you're being irrational and I'm not having this conversation.”

Once again the music is the only sound filling the air, and you opt for folding your arms in front of your chest to stop you from reaching for his hand again.

Now both of you are mad. Great. 

Arriving home, he still gets out of the car first to open the door for you, and it helps soften the heartache a little. But still, the night repeats in your head, trying to understand what happened. 

Why suddenly spending time with Jin is a problem? Why is Yoongi so jealous about it? And why—

“You let her touch you after she said Jin and I had a thing?” you ask as both of you are finally in the bedroom, getting ready to end the night. 

“Thought we weren't having this conversation.”

“No. This one is different. This one is about you potentially doing things because you were upset with me.”

“That would be stupid.” He stops his movements, shirt unbuttoned just halfway through. “Why would I do that?”

“I don't know, you aren't exactly acting like yourself tonight.”

“Because I'm jealous?”

“Because we are fighting about you being jealous.” And trying to calm down once again, you continue taking your dress off, struggling with the zipper but too proud to ask him for help right now.

“Okay, let's not fight, then.” He sits down on his side of the bed. “Just answer this question: do you like him?” 

“Yoongi—” 

“Just answer. Please.” when you finally turn to him, the look on his face is different from what you expected. He doesn't seem angry, but hurt. Like your answer could break him.

“Of course not. Not like that.” You emphasize. Giving up on your clothes and kneeling in front of him, taking a breath before continuing. “You know we started at the same time and he is always nice and fun, I think he is my only friend at work because everyone else keeps asking me when I'm going to get married and leave. Like your friend.”

“What?”

“The lady you were talking to. Is always asking personal questions and I don't like it. Not because I don't like talking about you, I love you and I talk with Jin about you all the time, but is just…”

“Not her business. And you don't have to explain yourself to others.” he completes. Yoongi is the first to always remind you that after all.

“Exactly.” 

“Sorry.” he is quick to say, feeling like an asshole now, a hand running through his hair, messing it up, “I really don’t know what is up with me tonight, I’m sorry.”

“Were you actually jealous of Jin?” the disbelief in your voice is funny now, and he nods with a chuckle. “That’s surprising coming from you.”

“I know. Is dumb.”

“Hey, don’t say that,” you move closer to him, hands on his shoulders to make him look at you, “your feelings are not dumb, Yoongi.”

“Can you stop calling me by my name tonight?”

“Sorry,” both of you laugh softly, “but I mean it. Even if it’s irrational to be jealous of anyone because I love you so very much and wouldn’t even dream to be with someone else; your feelings are important, honey. Just… you know, we have to work on a better way of expressing them.”

He chuckles again, still feeling bad about it all but appreciating the reassurance. “I will, promise. I just never felt like this before, is… weird.”

Yoongi has always thought jealousy is stupid. He understands feeling insecure and all that, but acting like he did tonight has always been something he didn’t understand. Something he judged. He thought it was about bad communication, distrusting your partner, and things like that. And, if you don’t trust the person you love, does it make sense to be together? But maybe is not as simple as that.

He didn't care if you had your own friends and went out with them, like some of the people he knows do. He has his own opinion on marriage and engagement rings. But maybe he cares in other ways. Maybe he cares about people thinking you're with someone else because that's probably his biggest fear.

“I don’t like jealousy.” he speaks again, bringing his arms around your waist, hugging you close and resting his head against your torso.

“Good, that means you are not toxic.” A pause while your hand combs through his hair, putting black strains back in place, “and now you know how I feel when people hit on you.”

“People don’t do that.” 

“They do,” he looks up at you, but before he can argue anything, you cup his face and bend a little to peck his lips, softly. “I’m sorry for leaving you alone with her and without a warning.”

“I tried to get away but she wouldn't let go of my arm and I didn't want to be rude.” 

His bottom lip sticks out in a small pout and you kiss it away, “Yoonie, sometimes you’re too nice for your own good.”

“Maybe I should be just nice to you.”

“You're too nice for that,” he rolls his eyes, making you laugh even more, “that's why I love you.”

“I love you more, baby.”

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[kiwi-but-the-bird-not-the-fruit]

Helloo

Ur nefero fics are soo good😙 Could you write something like maybe how much he worships reader?? Thank uu<3

Great minds think alike bestie I'd love to write this sooo here we go!

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Male Nefera x fem! Reader

Prompt: Nefero but he's just worshiping you

She her pronouns

Fluff/kissing/female worship/

Image not mine found in pinterest

(I'm obsessed this is literally how he sees you full goddes)

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Nefero looks at you with adoring eyes as you talked about the book you had just finished,eyes lit up,hands moving all around for emphasis on a specific part of the story that you said in I quote "was the most unrealistic thing ever" you keep talking/rambling off to your boyfriend at your table in the (just them since he liked days where it was just the two of you).

[Name] let out a frustrated sigh as she finished speaking "like it's totally crazy right Nefie?" You stopped waiting for his response "yes very" he nodded his head hoping you'd continue talking till your heart's content "thank you ugh, you get me" then she continued for the remaining lunch time while taking breaks to actually eat.

"Is there something on my face?" [Name] asked, quickly getting out a small mirror "No your fine, my jewel excuse my rudeness" he sets down the mirror from your hands and took it; placing it back in your purse "oh well that's okay, I love when you stare though please tell me i have nothing on my face next time haha" the ghoul looked away sheepishly "it's always nice to know you still look at me that way really" she said earnestly "I'll always admire your beautiful self,all day if you asked me too" Nefero took her hand in his smiling wide "hehe you got smile lines Nefie" "WHAT?!"

In their class Nefero is yet again looking at [Name] with heart shaped pupils in his purple eyes, he watched as you reapplied your lip gloss "so you like this color on me?" You turn your head to him and pointed at the lip gloss bottle and then your lips ``it looks absolutely Divine on you my queen" he told you sincerely

The two walk out of school the day had finished and now it was time to get you home "are you gonna stay home with me? I'm making dinner today" you asked your boyfriend looking at his hands intertwined "of course my jewel but I need to go home and change first" [Name] looked at him perplexed "but I have some of your clothes at my house, why not shower and change there?" She tilted her head "my jewel you only have my shirts not pants or shorts" he teased

"Ohhh haha right" she looked to the side "maybe I should steal your pants so you won't have to go and change" "What?" [Name] looked at him "Well if I have some of your clothes other than shirts you won't have to be apart from me! Plus we could shower together, did you know that can save our water bill" you tried to play it off with some "statistics"

Nefero held your face in his hands smirking at you;making your face feel hot"My dear we can do that anytime you wish no need for an excuse" he leaned in and kissed your lips gently,you hummed through the kiss then separated making Nefero pout "oh stop you big baby let's get going so you can change quickly at your house and take me to mine" "but don't you have to start dinner?"

"Nah my parents won't be home till late I have time" you explain " now come on I wanna choose your outfit" taking his hand [Name] dragged him to his limo

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[Name] is seen in her kitchen cooking up a meat stew and some rice she wears a "kiss the cook" apron which happens a lot when Nefero is around so she thought why not buy it

She hums along the song on the radio as she puts in a some herbs in the stew and then stirred it thoroughly

Nefero is at the stool of the kitchen island sipping at the strawberry smoothies he made for the both of you with your blender "it smells incredible my jewel" he compliments, [Name] turns around with a smile "would you like to try the stew?" He eagerly nods anything you make was bound to be heavenly he felt so lucky he gets to try it first "Alright here" your bring a soup spoon to his lips and he opens his mouth and swallowing the the liquid gold, it was savory and spicy the meat was tender and with the potatoes, corn, and carrots made all the better.

"Ahhh that is absolutely exquisite" he looks into your eyes with a smile as he leans forward making a move to kiss you and you obliged "muaw!" You gave him a quick kiss dramatically sounding it, he immediately pouted "I want an actually kiss" you sighed and go around towering over him seductively "oh really?" He nodded again

"Alright only cause you asked" you lean down grabbing his collar and pulled him into a deep kiss, he opened his mouth and let you in, moaning as you dominated his tongue then you let him go "there" you panted " *deep exhale* thank you my queen" Nefero wraps his arms on your hip and leans his head onto your stomach while he's still sitting down.

[Name] ruffles his hair up giggling at his cuteness "of course my king" you stayed like that for a few more minutes until you said you had to check on the food which he whined but let you go

He can't help the way your presence makes him feel giddy with excitement, the smell of your sweet perfume, holding you in his embrace, bodies squished together, hearing your heartbeat as he rests his head on your chest at night.

"You look absolutely gorgeous" he said all of a sudden at the dinner table as you ate in comfortable silence "really?" Nefero nodded "you do and I just can't help saying it, in fact it's my duty to tell you any time I see fit, which to be frank is all the time" [Name] looked at him bewildered as if this was a new thing

Yet it wasn't but still it warmed your heart he still looked at you that way for a moment you didn't say anything then with a smile you responded "thank you, my love it means alot that you still admire me like this" she admitted "my queen" he held her hand "I cannot fathom a second in my life where I don't worship your entire being, it's in my nature to do so, for only you"

He lifted her hand and kissed it then continued up until he was met only inches away from her face, looking at her eyes [Name]'s breath hitch then Nefero kissed her cheek gently "would you let me worship you tonight my queen" he said above a whisper "well..." she looked at the clock "they won't be here in about another 6 hours..." she thought about it then looked at him patiently waiting 'why not' [Name] got up and dragged him by the sleeves and up to her bedroom "Let's see how much worship I can get you to say, that suddenly it sounds like a prayer~"

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I feel conflicted with this one, I like the way I wrote it but idk if it truly captured the promt but I feel like this is better than what I write previously

I tried my best but head empty no thoughts I guess, still hope you like it maybe I'm just having imposter syndrome

[schizoidcel]

HIIIIIIIIIIIIIII HEHEHE spins in circles. pomni is sooooo Girl failure coded to me she totally needs a girl boss reader. sooo maybe girlboss!reader x pomni headcannons??? :3c

# POMNI x GIRLBOSS S/O ☆

omg I LOVE this request this is so real. Anon I will make out wit ur mind

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🤍 HEADCANONS !!

warnings :: None . Just a very much inlove Pomni

Omg Pomni is literally head over heels.

Whether you're stronger, more athletic, more talented or ALL OF THOSE than her it dosen't even matter you can literally just see the amazement in her eyes

Like when she first saw you her eyes were two huge ass circles and she always does that when you speak with her or vice versa

She also stutters more ..

She also is more likely to get a panic attack ..

Anyway. I like to think you were one of the first ones that came up to her & helped her!

Which automatically made her like you more.

But as time went on and you kept on helping her (ex. with her panic attacks, finding exits, the adventures etc.) she literally realizes how much she loves you and how hard she'd cry if you were gone .

Quickly on the topic of finding exits. You didn't immediately invalidate her thinking that there was an exit. Instead, you helped her the first few days, trying to find one

Infact, you still do!! Pomni and you still try to find an exit every few days, it's like your guys' "platonic" date night out (totally platonic... totes.)

Random idea once you comforted her while she was having another panic attack and the moment you touched her she just froze and. fucked OFF and you were like "???"

She apologized later . She was actually about to confess there but Jaxs bitchass fucked it up .. everybody clap 👏👏

While on the topic, you usually defend her from Jax & everybody else aswell

You also protect her alot !!

When you have adventures, you're always near her, incase something happens

And she ALWAYS blushes. It's so obvious PLEASE

Everytime you attack or confront one of those big ass adventure monsters (like maybe idk the gloink queen) she just sits there like ○○. only ○○.

All she does is stare when you do ANYTHING it's insane

Like you cannot even distract her or like push her correctly her gaze will stand

But NOT in a creepy way she just thinks you're way to cool for her and she dosen't deserve you.

So please ... Love this girlfail... She's just abit lost 🌚

She even rambles alot to Ragatha to you and is like "[name] is so cool... I wish I could be like them..." "Have you seen the way they handled that situation?? It was so badass!!"

It's like you're a new hyperfixation or something Ragatha is DONE of this girlfailure fangirlfailing.

She will probably help Pomni attempt a 2nd confession but she keeps saying no

She's just nervous though. Like her ass is SHAKING at the thought of confessing to you another time

Whatevs. Ragatha got you. She WILL execute something

One one last note, you influence her alot!

Since she DEFINITELY loves you, she started idolising you, and unconciously for example starts speaking like you

She even started to not panic as much anymore, cus she thought '[name] wouldn't do this.'

You noticed this, and you wanted to say how happy you are that shes not panicking as much anymore, but the moment you took her hands she immediately stopped functioning. Good job girl.

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ׂૢ་༘࿐ Thank you for reading! ♡

I actually love this idea so much I'll make a short scenario I thinks...

[nonsensefunsense]

I don't know why this popped into my head again prolly cuz I have sick brain but

The episode where rapunzal becomes queen for a day and the episode after that where she's really indecisive were so good

Like the fact that she kept saying I never break my promises always bothered me because who is she making promises to her who life? Her pet chameleon??? Ofc she's never broken a promise it'd probably be harder to break ur promise than to keep it if the person ur making promises to is literally a reptile

And then she has to break a promise for the first time. And yeah it's justified cuz she has to look after her people but it breaks her so much that she broke that promise. That she betrayed the trust of one of her friends. This was one of the first times when rapunzal began to realise how complicated life is and how you can hurt good people kind of intentionally no matter how good ur reasons are.

The fact that the episode after it first off she's so traumatised from having to make so many major decisions that actually have real world consequences plus dealing with the fact that no matter what decision she would have made someone would have gotten hurt either way so she joins a cult that makes all her decisions for her but then her indecisiveness almost leads to bringing the worst demon ever back to life, the same demon that caused the major problem in the previous episode thus forcing her to realise that even if she makes difficult decisions like that again being indecisive is infinitely worse than choosing cuz even if u choose to not choose in the end that's still sort of choosing and if u just let things happen its worse than when u decide cuz when u decide things at least u can choose the best choice you can make which will actually make a difference whereas just doing nothing is just you allowing the bad things to happen.

(Im just now realised that this is exactly what's happening in American elections rt now with the left deciding not to vote cuz what's the point and not realising that not voting makes the outcome worse than they could possibly imagine)

But then when Varian shows up again and she tries to apologise and realises that even though her decision was justified that doesn't erase the fact that he has to now face the consequences of that decision because of her and just cuz she apologized doesn't mean he has to forgive her

Seriously there are so many good lessons in this show and I NEED more people to watch it

[poisonsage808]

hiii i just read ur sandor clegane fic (need) and omg it was SO GOOD. I have a request if it’s okay with you. can u please write a sandor clegane x fem reader where reader is a daughter of a lord and she’s constantly in the red keep because of that, and the tension between them when their eyes meet or when they bump into each other is THICKK. After a while they both can’t take it anymore lol. Sorry for how specific this request is lol.

♡ The Risk Game ♡

Sandor Clegane x F!Reader

warnings: unwanted advances, suggestive themes

• He’s heard your father’s name many times in court, followed by giggles and snorts like an inside joke. Lords and Ladies roll their eyes and make the snide remarks they always tend to, but if it wasn’t your house it’d be someone else’s. Better yours than theirs. Your father was a laughingstock almost comparable to Lady Stokeworth, unable to marry off his eldest daughter, your sister, but he refuses to entertain the idea of wedding you before her.

And not that the Hound should care… but he’s fine with that.

• Second daughter of some bureaucrat lord from The Reach, Lady Lilac they’ve begun calling you though it wasn’t your name at all. “It suits you,” the queen herself said and, worse, you embraced it with glee. If the name was born of endearment perhaps the queen would’ve been right to bestow it on you, what with your pale purple gowns and rosey-vanilla scent.

Joff made a comment about that once when running into you in the gardens, his Hound two steps behind. The first time he met you, my, how your eyes went wide that day. You averted your eyes but of course he’d already seen you staring before you curtsied, “My prince. Ser.”

When you stood up your eyes fell on him again this time with a smile, first at him then the prince. He couldn’t smell the fear that should’ve been wafting off you in waves by that point. Only lilacs. The Hound snorted and turned his head.

“Don’t be rude, Hound. Apologies, Lady Lilac,” the smirk could be heard from miles away in Joffrey’s voice, “My dog isn’t a fan of flowers. Hates the smell.”

“Oh.” Your smile fell instantly. Eyebrows pushing up in embarrassment, your hand darted to your hair as if your tiny palm could conceal the smell.

Pleased with himself, Prince Joffrey pushed on and continued his walk.

Sandor regrets telling the little lion he hated the garden. He thought he hated floral scents but when he happened to pass you, he longed to catch a whiff of lilac. It plagued him to wonder if you did that because of the prince’s comment, or because of... no. You wouldn’t change anything for a dog.

Would you?

• Eyes lingered on him in court after that day, and the next.. and the next. The Hound made a game of it. He found if he looked at you immediately, you would grow embarrassed and not risk any more peaks at him the rest of the duration in the Great Hall. He would wait until you looked away before stealing his own glances.

You soon joined this game.

At the risk of upstaging your sister, which in her eyes you did by simply existing, you wore slightly more revealing gowns on hotter days. Shivers went up your back and goosebumps tickled your skin when you felt his eyes on you. Your arms, your chest, your neck and finally to the smile you were literally biting back. The Hound went rigid when your eyes met his across the large gap, over the heads of other people, but he didn’t look away like you would.

He captured your gaze until your cheeks went warm and your knees went weak. Then he would smirk and give you a drop of mercy, averting his eyes. Sandor didn’t always let you win. Sometimes he would lick his lips and watch you slap your hands over your cheeks in a desperate attempt to hide what he was doing to you.

• You’re a greedy little thing, he notes with adoration. With a tantalizing hand, you brushed your hair off your shoulders when you noticed him rounding the corner behind the prince. Sandor never had anyone wanting his attention. He soon becomes greedy as well, starved for another smile, for your eyes to land him. But downright feral for a touch, just to feel your hand in his. Seven hells, when did you turn him into a lovesick puppy? He was the Hound and yet near you he wasn’t.

Because his eyes were on you whenever possible he saw your sister, the spoiled brat, step on the hem of your purple dress. She thought it would be amusing to trip you in front of Joffrey. No one accounted the Hound would be so willing to rescue anyone that wasn’t the prince.

You yelp, arms shoving forward to brace for the impact that never comes. Instead your torso is hooked by a strong arm coated in well used armor. Through your gown you can feel how cold the metal is, and the way Sandor’s fingers dare to sprawl over your stomach. But when you don’t pull away, he wills himself to. Joffrey still ends up relatively amused by the way you avert your eyes and attempt to hide your rosy cheeks, though he doesn’t realize it’s not for the reason he thinks.

• “Lady Lilac looks uncomfortable.” The queen’s smirk matched her son’s in moments like these. Relishing in the embarrassment of others, even if it wasn’t because of her own doing.

Sandor could only glare from a distance when a particularly irritating cunt made a fool of himself trying to woo you. He would rather die of boredom with Joff in his lessons than stand a moment longer with Cersei and her flock of gossips. It was about as close to torture as he was willing to get, just to see you. However it was becoming a battle of restraint, watching you grow more and more nervous, not to kill that lord with wandering hands.

It started on your arm then you covered up, the wrap over your shoulders was gripped tighter in your hands. Then while facing your sister, he chanced a touch at your knee. You jumped and Sandor’s hand went to his sword. The worst sight of it was the regret clear across your face as you searched the area for a way to make an exit without being rude.

“Even if he could wed the older one, her husband would still lust after the youngest.”

“He might as well strike a match and be done with it. Who cares about the order?”

“Neither of them are getting any younger.”

The queen, normally pleased with the brainless hens that serve as an echo chamber, is suddenly annoyed with them.

Cersei places her goblet on the table and folds her hands on the surface while turning her head ever so slightly, “Clegane, fetch Lady Lilac for me. Her sister deserves unrivaled attention.”

Sandor had to force himself to stay to hear the whole command.

Like he was your savior, a true knight, your eyes lit up upon seeing him before you. It was a sight that clutched his heart so tightly he thought it would burst.

“The queen wants a word.” Sandor surprises both you and himself by extending a hand.

Your fingers glide over the black leather of his glove and he wonders what they would feel like on his bare skin. It doesn’t matter, the touch is fleeting now that you’re on your feet and—

One hand still holds the wrap closed over your chest but the other is spared to hook around his arm. Again Sandor can’t feel your touch and yet he’s all too aware that it’s there. You don’t seem bothered that the area suddenly went silent and eyes jumped to you in shock. The tightening of his heart squeezes tightly again and a hint of lilac hits his nose.

• Weddings were luxurious affairs where dogs weren’t allowed. Sandor ran his hand along Stranger’s coat in the stables while Joff and his family attended your sister's wedding out of politeness. The lord of wandering hands had won her heart, though it didn’t take much to do so.

Sandor tried not to think about you returning to The Reach but it was that, or see you betrothed before his very eyes. Safe to say he doesn’t think he could show your actual suitors the same restraint he did for your sister’s now-husband. He’d consider chopping off wandering hands, gouging out lingering eyes and potentially worse.

Sandor sighs. That wasn’t fair, you weren’t his.

“Stranger looks handsome,” Your voice pulled Sandor from his thoughts. What the fuck were you doing in the stables? And looking like that?

All things considered it was one of the more conservative gowns he’d seen you wear. Nowadays anything you wore sent his body into a heated frenzy, it hugged your body in all the right places. When he realized he’d been staring long enough to make you smug, he turned his attention back to his horse.

You giggle, politely covering your mouth to try and hide your amusement. It was rare to see the Hound of all people turn bashful, “You’ve lost at your own game.”

Sandor’s lip twitches but he refuses to let it spread to a grin, “Shouldn’t you be at a wedding?”

Strange huffs at your outstretched hand, searching for an apple you occasionally would bring him to earn his favor. The animal snorts when he only receives an apologetic smile but allows you to pet his nose.

“My sister was mere moments away from smashing cake in my face. I thought it smart to find safety.” You chuckled, a smidge of bitterness in your tone.

The man quirks a brow but continues to not look at you, best make it easier on himself, “And you thought you’d find it here?”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

Sandor’s out of the stable and hovering over you within seconds, determined to rid you of your smug attitude. It works to a certain degree. Your eyes widen slightly, your cheeks are rosy but your bottom lip is trapped between your teeth. In his nose is the scent of lilacs he’d begrudgingly missed.

He wanted more. He wanted you to leave.

It was too much. It wasn’t enough.

“This isn’t a game, girl. I may be a dog but I’m still a man,” His hand comes to your hip and you melt closer, “Man’s got needs. You wave scraps in my face and expect me to stay sane?”

“I don’t think I’ve done enough,” You challenge while your fingers dip into the slit of his shirt and roam along his hairy chest, you rarely see him without his armor. Your palms are cool on the back of his neck, he blames them for the shiver he feels, “After all, you’ve gone this long without so much as a kiss.”

Sandor scoffs out a laugh, “Do I look like some maiden? You think all I’m after is a kiss?”

Your smile widens, “And yet you’ve taken nothing.”

When the man doesn’t reply, your hands move up to his face. You have to stand on the tips of your toes to reach him. Sandor suppresses a flinch when your thumb runs over the craters of his scar. The ghost of your touch on one side is heavier on the other. Whatever supernatural force thought itself stronger than the fucking Hound finally collapsed and gave in to the mutual want, the invisible magnets were no longer held back.

You want him to kiss you? Kiss you he does.

Sandor’s lips capture yours over and over again. Soon your back is against the wall, his hands are groping and squeezing you like the starved man he claimed he was. You have no qualms with this. Legs wrapped around his torso, even though Sandor’s holding you up with ease, you make sure he’s unable to go far. Your fingers comb through his hair and tug when he grinds against you. The moans and whimpers you let out are delicious, but served as dangerous reminders he couldn’t take you here! Anyone could walk by and peep— or worse, tell.

“Gotta stop, flower.” He pants, dropping his lips and nose into your hair.

“Why?” You ask legitimately confused, it’d make him laugh if he wasn’t so damn hard. Frustration was clouding his judgment.

He’d had a solid reason not a moment ago and now… Why?

Sandor growls, inhaling your sweet scent as he grinds against your cunt. You gasp when his fingers dig into your plush waist, tugging you closer to create more friction.

“Sa-andor!” You half whisper, half squeak, but his name comes out like a plea.

He needs more of it, he needs all of it. You called his name and the sounds that followed were caused by him. Fuck any peeping Tom, fuck anyone that thought to interrupt him, fuck anyone that dared to take you away from him.

Taking a bone from a dog wasn’t a game anyone would play.

[offorestsongs]

stormy nights

ship ; oc x canon (Vil x Rosienne) , established relationship

summary ; When Rosienne goes to visit his boyfriend in the evening, it's because he misses him. Yep. Absolutely. Don't think about it too much.

a/n: this has been in my drafts for so long omg im happy i finally finished it 😭 i literally worked on it everytime there was a storm outside. also some unexperienced Rosienne lore drop ig (fun!)

deeeeaaaar

dear darling baby love

the light of my lifeeeeeee

baby

my star my beloved my heart my sweet honey pie

my queen

What happened?

!!!!!! 

VIL 

i love you 

do u know that?

I am somewhat aware. 

great

can i come over to ur room then

You should go to sleep. It's about time.

i can sleep in ur room ;)

Rosienne.

pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

please please pretty pleaseeee

vil my love i am quite literally begging you on my knees

Oh, are you now?

Alright. I suppose you can come.

But do behave.

yay 

gimme like five seconds!

ily 💜

Rosienne smiled. Vil, for all his serious, distinguished act, was pretty easy to sway if one just knew which buttons to push. It was a knowledge that Rosienne used to his advantage without an ounce of shame.

He jumped from his bed and grabbed his hand mirror — even in a situation as dire as this, he still had to make sure he looks presentable before going to visit his boyfriend. And as he looked himself over, the sound of heavy raindrops hitting his bedroom window filled the silence.

It's been going on for hours. Rosienne was more than done.

Heavy thunder roared outside. The mirror almost slipped out from Rosienne's hand.

With heart in his throat, he put it back in place, quickly patted his hair down and all but fled his room.

His pace was quick as he made his way down the hall, barely keeping himself from running. He couldn't. He was almost an adult! Shouldn't he be over such silly things?

At least in the hallway, the ambience of the storm was quieter, as if coming from far, far away.

Rosienne knocked on the doors to Vil's room only because he felt bad imposing on Vil at such an hour. He still let himself inside before he heard any response.

“You're impossible, you know that?” was how Vil greeted him, but it sounded more amused than anything.

For a second, the knot in Rosienne's gut loosened.

There was a time when he used to feel out of place in Vil's room. How could he belong here, to a place so effortlessly elegant and beautiful? He still felt that way sometimes, in his worse moments, but over time, he had really come to like being there. Somehow, Vil's bedroom made him think of comfort and safety, especially in times like now, when it was steeped in the honeyed light of Vil's night stand lamp.

And of course there was Vil, cozy in his (no doubt ridiculously expensive) lavender colored silk pajama set. His hair was up in a ponytail and his skin had that glassy sheen it always had after he had completed all of his nightly rituals.

One day he was going to kill Rosienne and he won't even have to do anything.

“I am well aware,” Rosienne said with a smile, already making himself comfortable on Vil's bed. “But you happen to like it,” he added, batting his eyelashes at his boyfriend.

Vil rolled his eyes, a shadow of a smile dancing on his lips.

“I really don't know why I do. You're giving me nothing but headaches.”

“Oh come one.” Rosienne laid his head on Vils shoulder and snuggled to his side. As if on instinct, Vils arm curled around his waist, pulling him even closer.

Rosienne's racing heart finally slowed down.

“We can watch that awful musical you wanted us to watch,” he suggested.

“It's not awful,” Vil instantly protested. “It's a classic. You just like to be contrary, dear.”

“Yeah, but I’m still offering to watch it with you. Aren't I a great boyfriend?”

Vil rolled his eyes again. “You are,” he said with so much fondness and sincerity, Rosienne didn't know what to do with himself, and leaned down to press a kiss to Rosienne’s forehead. 

Loud thunder rolled outside again, this time followed by blindingly white lighting. Rosienne jumped up, hugging Vil even closer, all but crawling into his lap.

“Everything alright, love?”

Rosienne forced a smile. He wasn't going to talk about it. “Yeah. Sure.”

He wasn't so stupid to think Vil would be fooled by half hearted excuses, but at least for the moment, Vil let the topic drop.

Instead, he pulled up the dreadful movie on his laptop. It was one of the many adaptations of the tales about the King with the Sword in the Stone, and a pretty old one at that. Rosienne, a well versed lover of cheap aesthetics and tired tropes, could appreciate the ridiculous, colorful costumes, even if everything seemed to drag on for forever.

But more importantly, he could appreciate the way Vil would relax next to him, his eyes lighting up at his favorite scenes. It was the version of Vil Rosienne loved the most; the one that allowed himself to cuddle with his boyfriend and passionately comment on his favorite parts of an old musical.

It was almost enough to drown out the sound of the pouring rain or to stop Rosienne from jumping up every time there was thunder. His heart would start beating faster and he would hold tighter onto Vil, but it was easier to handle. 

“Dear,” Vil suddenly said. His gaze turned serious — it felt like it was pinning Rosienne in place. “You aren't scared, are you?” 

Rosienne froze. He really, really didn't want to talk about this. Not for any deep reasons, but simply because of how embarrassing it was.

But Vil had paused the movie and kept staring at him, plainly giving him no choice but to answer.

“Okay,” Rosienne groaned, hiding his face in the crook of Vil's neck. He really didn't want to be looking at his boyfriend's face. “But don't laugh at me!”

“When have I ever done that?”

A fair point, Rosienne had to admit. Vil was never cruel to him, not in the way Rosienne had expected him to be — he was never mocking, never called Rosienne stupid or slow or scatterbrained. Yet Rosienne had learned to always expect an attack from other people. Curling up in self-defense became his second nature.

He gave himself a moment to calm down, breathing in the fresh scent of Vil’s cosmetics.

“So remember how I told you I basically live in a castle?” he finally said, still firmly plastered to Vil's side. But he could feel Vil's hand on the small of his back, rubbing slow, encouraging circles into his skin, and that made him feel a little bit better.

He had shown Vil pictures, once, of the old stone castle seated on a hill. He had even pulled out pictures from his childhood, of himself in pseudo-medieval costume, leather boots and a wooden sword and all, that he used to entertain the many tourists. 

“Well. It's not as fancy as in here. We don't always have hot water because it takes too much wood to heat it all up and my dad doesn't have magic. And in the summers, when the storms would come after the heat, sometimes the electricity would cut off.” 

“It's in the middle of nowhere. You have to go to the nearest village by foot. It's not easy to just fix it back up. It's gotten a bit better now, I think they just secured the electricity lines, but when I was little, there were days when we didn't have any light.”

He could still remember it well, bleak days filled with waiting and worrying. It was how he learned that reading by candlelight is not nearly as romantic as movies make it look to be — the letters on the page danced with the candle flame, making Rosienne nauseous.

“Couldn't you go stay with your mum for those days?” Vil asked.

“I mean, I could. My dad always offered me to go. But I would've felt bad, leaving him there.”

Vil laughed softly. “Of course you did. You really don't like making life easy for yourself, do you?”

“Hey! I just tried to be a good kid, okay! One of the first spells I learned was how to make fire because we couldn't turn our stove on. I almost burned the whole kitchen down.”

Vil laughed again, louder, and this time Rosienne laughed with him. The only reason why not everything went up in flames that day was that old stone was generally not the easiest thing to burn. He'd cried for the whole afternoon after that, with his dad trying to console him, without much success. 

“So. Yeah. I'm guessing that kinda messed me up. Now when there's a storm, I keep imagining all the possible disasters.”

“What am I to do with you?” Vil sighed. He hugged Rosienne closer to his chest. 

And Rosienne allowed himself to melt into his arms, to take the comfort and the silent reassurance that he wasn't as ridiculous as he believed himself to be.

For the first time in a while, he looked up at his boyfriend and grinned.

“Well, you can kiss me for starters.”

Vil delicately raised Rosienne's chin. He leaned in, so close their lips were almost brushing, but not actually sealing in the kiss. “Only if you finish watching the movie with me.”

“Are you going to quiz me on it?”

“Of course. Pay attention, Minuit.”

The storm outside had eased out, leaving only the heavy rain. 

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hi this is gonna be my niall experience as I just need to get it out and I’m sure irls are SICK of me talking abt it <3 pls enjoy or ignore up to u

proof being delusional works!

june 27: I fly my ass out to toronto!!! and at this point I’m just giggling w a friend joking around what if I meet Niall

june 28: today is niall’s 1st show in Toronto hehe

I was eating lunch at a random restaurant I stopped by on queen st and I was soooo excited / nervous I couldn’t eat! basically forcing myself to eat so I don’t die at the concert fjdjskks but yeah after like half an hour of picking my food I start to feel unsettled.. and a lil bit uneasy! idk it was suchhhhh a weird feeling but u always gotta listen to ur gut!!

U GOTTA LISTEN TO UR GUT!!

DONT IGNORE IT

it was sooo strange like at that moment I knew I had to leave the restaurant RIGHT NOW and so I did! I was like half an hour walk away from my air bnb so I’m like that’s fine I’ll just walk back & still have plenty of time before the show to get ready and stuff! there were so many different ways to walk back. I could’ve crossed the street earlier or turned the corner sooner but the path I chose led me right to Niall 😭😭 I wasn’t even looking for him!!! but I was waiting for the crosswalk… look up and who do I see? NIALL FUCKING HORAN RIGHT THERE

- ngl tho niall in a cap and sunglasses is such a great disguise FJKSKAKA I would not have recognized him if tour manager wasn’t with him! shoutout to jstir (I met him when I was like 13 when he was working for Cody simpson and taking everyone’s m&g photos fjdjskks that man’s face is engraved in my mind so I was able to recognize him pretty quick!) like who knew my 13 year old phase would come back 10 years later and help me out !!!

anyways so Niall is across the street and I’m just fighting w myself debating if I should go up to him or not 😭😭 the saying never meet ur heroes is kinda true JDKDKAKA it changes u & all the expectations u have! Ultimately I figured that this was my 1 chance to say something so I just went for it. If I didn’t I’d probably regret it for the rest of my life!

I just know my voice was shaky and I was super nervous but niall was so sweet and patient <3 like I felt so bad just going up to him 😭😭 hes just out and about… trying to be incognito & enjoy some free time FJSKKA like I am quite aware but when else could this happen u feel 🥲 anyways here is the convo from what I remember bc I blacked out (as u do when u meet ur fave)

me: hi Niall!! just wanted to say hi and let you know how excited I am to see you perform tonight and tomorrow <3

niall: hi how are you! oh you’re going to both shows? is that right? we’re actually headed to the venue now

me: oh! If that’s the case I don’t wanna keep you guys. Would it be alright if we took a photo?

niall: yes of course!

the photos (cropped myself out bc Toronto humidity is my enemy & I was a sweaty mess from walking back to the air bnb)

and then I just say thank u so much! see u at the show hahaha and SPRINT OFFFFJFKSKAK like I ran so fast bc I needed to get away and scream 😭😭

mind u I be carrying my leftovers the entire time JFKSKAK SO FUNNY

I DIDNT EVEN INTRODUCE MYSELF! WISH I TOLD HIM I FLEW MY ASS OUT! THAT HE NEEDS TO TOUR MORE CITIES IN CANADA! TO PUT NEW ANGEL ON THE SETLIST!! so much I wish I said but again thankful they were on the way to the venue so I was forced to keep it short so I didn’t continue to yap and embarrass myself further. it could’ve been so much worse! just gotta remind myself that.

sat in the air bnb for like 2 hours in silence trying to process what happened fjdjskks would’ve been longer but I had to get to the show! anyways I was like 15 rows back on the floor and had the best time <3

june 29: Toronto night 2!!!

I’m sat 2nd row floor… right next to the barricade and I’m so close I know that niall can see me 😭😭😭 idk if it’s the delusion but I keep making eye contact with niall and he keeps looking at me! probs thinking oh is it that weirdo from the street yesterday 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 LMFAO but U TELL ME!! IS IT DELUSION BC I THINK I GOT PROOF RIGHT HERE

felt too perceived by him tbh JDKKA needed to run and hide! like eye contact was crazy djdjjsjs

OKAY THAT IS ALL FOR NOW I THINK! if u made it this far I am so amazed ty for reading the rambles <3

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Maybe the blinding rage that had flooded her initially had been better, M’riax thought—because now that the mission was over and she was back in her tower staring at her empty bedroom, all the fire had fizzled out and what she was left with was only a dull, throbbing ache. It seemed to constrain her movements, pulling all her muscles taut until she could barely bend the joints and conspiring with gravity to press her down to the ground with an impossible weight. Part of it was exhaustion, most likely, but the heaviness in her head was anything but physical.

She collapsed into the hammock, trying to make sense of the maze of thoughts all shouting in her mind. She wasn't even surprised anymore; the initial shock had given way to a hollow feeling that was not quite fear and not quite sorrow, but the cotton-thick, choking sensation of it in her chest and throat was impossible to ignore.

Kor O’oyag had been lying to her.

The crew of toddlers she was working with had been lying to her as well, apparently.

Immaru… she wasn’t sure. Did he know? He’d steered her towards Noornoon, and Noornoon was now apparently working with Guardians—so maybe he was in fact the traitor Kor O’oyag had made him out to be? Was Immaru in on this, or had Noornoon fooled him as well?

But Savathûn had trusted him. That was the reason Immaru kept him around in the first place. Had he been a traitor, then, or an accomplice? Had Savathûn planned to eventually ally with Guardians?

That thought made her stomach sink.

She curled up in the hammock, bunching the fabric of her cloak up in her arms and hugging it. She’d been such a gullible idiot. Ur had been right; they’d grown in Savathûn’s throne world, right in the middle of a court turf war, and to expect anything less than a knife hiding under every pleasant façade was foolishness at best and a death sentence at worst. Whom else would she find turning against her? Shala? Nabenki? She hugged the cloak tighter, tears stinging in her eyes.

The hunger—she had no other name for it yet, she didn’t want to have a name for it, she didn’t want—flared up in her stomach like anger. She thought it would have been easier to be angry, but not like that—not in in a way that pulled her taut like a drawn bowstring, narrow-focused and alert and shivering with desire, not the cold frenzy of a clean kill and the pang of yearning she felt every time she killed a Guardian and a tiniest sliver of a thought crossed her mind that murdering their Ghost would finally put them in the ground for good. She was afraid now, claw clutching the material so hard they almost pierced it.

She didn’t need a name for it. She knew what it was.

She knew it had nothing to do with the Light.

She welded her eyes shut to keep the tears in. What would happen when Savathûn came back? Because she would know—there was no keeping this from her, she wouldn’t even need to lay eyes on M’riax, and then all of it would be over. The Queen had no love for the Darkness. She had sacrificed everything in order to escape its clutches.

And now M’riax wielded it.

Now she did start crying, her shaking sobs stirring the hammock into a gentle sway. Ei-Hamal made a small noise of concern and landed on her shoulder, her scan beam inspecting the Lightbearer warily—but there was nothing wrong with her, not in that way, and so she only nuzzled against M’riax’s chitin. She had never been skilled with words of comfort, but she would never leave her in such a state.

M’riax sniffed loudly and shifted the bunched-up cloak in her arms, and it was then that she felt the warmth.

Blindly she rummaged her hand in the folds of the material, and her fingers found something small and round and not quite substantial, radiating gentle heat. Her Mote of Light. She fished it out and cupped in her hands, a tiny bright thing like a miniature star humming a melody that resonated with the spar of Arc within her harmoniously.

The hunger simmered down when she looked at it. The blind, all-consuming desire curled back, replaced by the warm and soft and pervading feeling of safety.

Ur and the rest of them could talk about allying with Guardians against the god of war like it was nothing because they were—what? A week old? To them the only perspective was Xivu Arath They hadn’t seen what she’d seen. They hadn’t known the Queen, they hadn’t had their home burned down and friends killed, they hadn’t watched the Traveler—

The Light was solace. The Light was life. The Traveler was their only protection against the long night, and M’riax would give nothing short of her own soul to protect it in return. Guardians might have their own foolish ideas of what their god could and could not withstand against, but they had not lived what the Hive had been through. If they wanted to pull their god under the waves of their own destruction along with them, they could try. She would meet them on the battlefield, face to face and blade to skin.

She held the mote close to her chest.

Until she got it back, this had to suffice.

[mushibashiraas]

mom and i had a bad day at work yesterday and today. she's coping with a british crime drama, coffee, and a donut. i'm coping with my own two donuts (for ruggie lol) and two-way ruggie [reverse] comfort. plus, i know maybe yall are either finishing ur finals or starting ur finals and figure yall could use some comfort ruggie as well.

gn!yuu. might be a bit specific?? i'm a bit attached to ruggie plus he'd be one of the best twst charas at cuddles imo.

another day. another slew of chores from leona done.

normally the extra lunch or spare change found in the lion's pants pockets would've made up for the long hours spent running across campus. but no amount of fresh, hot donuts could make up for the long line at sam's buying up all the good, cheap detergent, the mountains of fresh, "we're back from break" assignments, and some back talk from some burly, ignorant, disrespectful freshmen. and to make matters worse? too many absences from spelldrive club leading to the first practice of the new year being cancelled.

so instead of zipping through the skies on his broom throwing magic spells and practicing his coordination, ruggie drags his feet through the savanaclaw mirror up before heading straight for his dorm room—

"ruggie? you're back early. what happened to spelldrive practice?"

what's the prefect doing here? he thought they'd be off with the two heartslabyul numbskulls chasing after grim or something.

dodging their question, he asked them, "to what do i owe the ramshackle prefect's presence? shouldn't you be burning the queen of hearts statue or chasing after the three stooges and their clumsily-thrown spells? shishishishi!"

they huffed, flopping down onto ruggie's bed returning to their pushed-aside notes.

reading the room, the hyena ran a shaky hand through his sandy hair. he grumbled and shuffled over to their side, "okay. okay. if you must know, leona-san cancelled practice today because some of the beastfolk ran into some trouble with the mirror and haven't made it back to nrc yet." grim's babysitter gave him the side eye making him squirm. he wasn't used to spilling his guts but considering all the help they gave him with chores and school.... he supposed it was all enough to return the favor. ".....and i couldn't finish leona-san's laundry today. sam was out of stock for once of the cheap stuff. on the way back, i ran into some of the dumber beastfolk. could've made it out of there but they were bigger and stronger. one of them used a spell to cancel my unique magic and... well.... yeah...." he refused to look at the magicless student, knowing they stopped their studying to give him their full attention. "and i still have today's homework to do too." by now ruggie was pouting. even his ears were drooping.

they hated seeing him look so small. normally he's the one taunting them and teasing them. trying to pull them out of their funky mood, sleepy mood. constantly reassuring them that things'll work themselves out and to just keep plugging away at their problems until they do. "don't give up. my grandmother always said when someone closes one door, another will open up instead," he'd remind them.

so, instead of teasing ruggie or replying with some snarky comment, the head of ramshackle dorm reached over and gave ruggie's cheeks a good pinch. softly, they said, "laugh with me." they watched his eyes go wide, his ears shoot straight up. ignoring his babblings and a barely comprehensible "what are you doing?" they continued. "you're the one always telling me that each day is completely different from each other and unpredictable. why should today and tomorrow be any different?"

letting go of his cheeks, they sat up and leaned over the beastman's bed into their bag. "i was gonna save these for the next time i had to bribe you or leona." ruggie's ears and nose twitched. "but i think we both need them now. don't you think so? i also have a few hot cocoa mix packets here that i sneaked out of the heartslabyul dorm kitchens. what do you say we go downstairs and make ourselves a cup of cocoa to have with these donuts?"

"i knew making those deals with you in the fall were a good idea, cub!" he softly snickered to himself still too drained to laugh properly. "let's go..... after we cuddle and you spill why you're so glum too. shishishi!" ruggie stood up and tackled his favorite cuddle buddy onto his bed after taking and putting down their box of donuts.

[mi-rae07]

can i hve a San drabble,like angst cz i am in da mood rn :>

btw i am addicted to ur blog i started a few weeks ago

Choi San : Once Upon A Time

Pairing : Choi San (Ateez) and named character (Park Sunhee)

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A/n : well TO BE FAIR, I did start this off as a drabble, but you can't really blame me it turned into an entire story, can you? It just happens to me.

But thank you!

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Sunhee : and the matters of that village we last talked about, minister?

Minister : it's all under control, your majesty. The people seem to be cooperating well enough.

Sunhee : that is not what I asked, minister. Their health, have the doctors found a cure to their disease yet?

Minister : unfortunately, no. but they have found out that this disease is communicable. Hence why the village is under a lockdown currently.

Sunhee : and how long is this cure going to take? Until my people die of it?

Minister : this is new for all of us, your majesty. All we can do for now, is prevent it from spreading to more people. And you too, please stay safe and try not to step outside of the palace much during these times.

Sunhee let out a breath, standing up from her seat in the meeting room as the other ministers rose as well.

Sunhee : a queen without her people, is no queen at all. I hope you remember that as you work forward, ministers.

Sunhee turned around and walked out of the room, the ministers' heads bowed down as they muttered a chorus of "your majesty's". Sunhee opened the door to her private chambers, rushing to her bathroom as the sight of a knight came to her view. The person that was her retreat from this cruel world, the person that had kept her sane while being queen for the past 5 years.

Sunhee ran towards him, crashing into his arms as san wrapped his arms around her waist with a chuckle. Sunhee wrapped her arms tighter around san's neck, bringing him as close to her as possible.

San : had a bad day?

Sunhee : please don't leave, san-ah.

San smiled, nuzzling his head onto sunhee's shoulder. This was their time of the day, the few hours that the both of them had always cherished. San wouldn't dare leave even if he was forcefully dragged out of her room.

San : I didn't take all this trouble and lied to all your guards to just leave, sweetheart.

Sunhee sighed, resting her head against san's shoulders. She knew how wrong this was, she always did. A queen, with a knight? It would be frowned upon by the entire nation, and it could cause the execution of san. Since he was from the lower rank, only he would be blamed for all this. Which was why they had been meeting in secret like this for the past 5 years, it was the only way the both of them could be together without causing their own deaths.

San slowly brought his hand to the string that tied sunhee's dress together, pulling on it as it came loose. Sunhee hummed as san pulled the first layer of her clothing down, kissing her neck with closed eyes. Sunhee tangled her fingers in his hair, her head feeling light.

Sunhee : san.

San : shh, let me.

San stripped sunhee off of her clothes one by one, all while walking her towards the bathtub. And soon enough sunhee was sitting in the bathtub, san kneeling down next to her right outside the tub. Sunhee ran her hand along san's hair, dampening it as san scrubbed her clean with a soap.

Sunhee : you're so beautiful, choi san.

San smiled, it wasn't the first time he was hearing this but it never got old. Especially when it came from someone twice as pretty as he was.

San : honored, your grace.

Sunhee : san-ah.

San : mm?

Sunhee : I hate that we have to keep hiding like this.

Wasn't the first time either. San sighed, keeping the soap away as he let the water from the bathtub clean her body.

San : sunhee-ya, you know we have no other choice.

Sunhee : but you're a knight, it can't be that bad, right?

San : I am only a knight, love. While you're a queen, queen of the most powerful nation this land has ever seen. And before that, you were a princess. Sunhee, you were born into royalty, born into a life that I couldn't even dream of. As much as I want to be with you openly, you know we both can't.

Sunhee pressed her lips together, her hands clenching against san's as she whispered

Sunhee : come closer to me then.

San smiled and moved closer to his queen, her pulling him closer towards her before crashing her lips against his. San breathed heavily and lifted sunhee off the bathtub, the water from her body drenching his clothes as he walked with her towards the bed. But he could care less, about anything in this world except park sunhee.

Sunhee : I love you.

San : I love you more, my queen.

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San stepped out of the queen's chambers a few hours later, buttoning his shirt properly as the guards right outside the room bowed at him. He was popular enough among the public and his own soldiers. San nodded with a smile and was about to walk away when a voice disrupted him

??? : what were you doing with my sister, knight?

San turned around to face the queen's brother, Park Seo-jin. San bowed as he muttered under his breath

San : lord prince.

He hated the prince.

Seojin : I asked you a question, knight.

San : the queen and I had some matters to talk about, your highness.

Seojin : matters at this time of the night?

San : yes.

Seojin : do you think the both of you are being that sneaky, knight? You think everyone else is stupid?

San bit his lip. He knew seojin wanted the throne for himself, he had been enraged when his father had passed down the crown to a woman, instead of him. It had crumbled his ego to watch the coronation of his own sister. Ever since then he had tried countless ways to bring sunhee down, all of it failing miserably.

San : and? Do you have proof to show to the ministry that her majesty and I have indulged in improper acts as you accuse us of?

Seojin stared at san with wide enraged eyes, his hand clenching on his sword. But the both of them knew seojin could do nothing. Sunhee was far too loved and respected by the entire nation, and san was the commander of the royal army and navy. They were both too important to be killed like that.

San : do not question the dignity of my queen, lord prince. For if I hear another word of that sort coming out of your mouth, I shall have your tongue cut off, prince or not.

San turned around and walked away from a stunned seojin, a victorious smirk on his lips.

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A month later :

Sunhee : what? San, no!

San : sunhee-ya, shh. Listen to me first-

Sunhee : so that you can get yourself killed? San, do not be stupid.

Sunhee was about to walk away when san held her arm, bringing her close to him as he said softly

San : I'm only going for a small battle, sunhee. I will be fine, alright?

Sunhee let out an exasperated breath, looking away with fear in her eyes. She hated when san had to go for battles that were outside of her territory. Because it meant that if something were to happen to san, there would be nothing she could do for him since he was under the territory of another ruler.

Sunhee : you are sacrificing your safety for this, san. Why can't you just send someone else-

San : sunhee, I am a knight. My duty is to protect this nation.

Sunhee : protect, not die for it.

San held sunhee's cheek, shaking his head as he whispered

San : I will come back to you, my love, I promise.

Sunhee wrapped her arms around san, hugging him like her life depended on it. She knew she couldn't stop him, this had to be done.

Sunhee : please don't die. I have no one in the world apart from you.

San smiled, kissing her cheek before whispering

San : I will try not to, my queen.

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2 days later :

Sunhee was now pacing around the throne room, knowing that today was the day san was supposed to come back from battle. She had no news from him whatsoever, or from anyone else that had gone with him to battle. Which had been expected, but sunhee still worried. For her men, and for san.

Sunhee looked up as the throne room door burst open, revealing a guard who bowed down while breathing heavily.

Sunhee : yes? Have they returned?

Guard : they have, your majesty. But the knight, lord san has been injured very badly-

Sunhee cut the guard off as she ran past him abruptly, the guard shocked at how fast she was with all that she was wearing. Sunhee gasped as she saw a few soldiers holding san up by his shoulders while walking towards the infirmary, san's head lowered. There were hundreds of other citizens standing right outside, meaning to welcome their soldiers after a victorious battle. But sunhee did not bother caring about them, as her eyes were trained only on san who seemed to be in too much pain.

Sunhee let out a breath and ran down the steps, the people's eyes widening at the sight of their queen. Sunhee rushed towards san, quickly holding onto san as the other soldiers stepped back with their heads bowed.

Sunhee could hear gasps and mutters of shock around her as she touched san's pale cheek with her gloved hand.

Sunhee : san-ah. San, look at me!

Sunhee lowered the both of them to the ground, san's upper body rested on sunhee's lap as she held his cheek that was smeared with dried blood. She could care less about the dirt and blood getting on her clothes, and she could care less about anyone and anything except san.

Sunhee : no no no, you promised you would come back to me!

San's eyes slowly fluttered open, his eyes hazy as he coughed hoarsely. Sunhee stared at him with anxious eyes, placing one of her hand against his chest as she felt his heart beat hard against her palm. He was alive, thank god.

San : sun-sunhee?

Sunhee sobbed in relief as she hugged san, the soldiers and the people around looking away in part shock and part respect. They were shocked, to say the least, but that didn't lessen their respect for their queen.

Sunhee didn't seem to care, but san did, despite the immense pain he was in. and although this was what he had always wanted, for sunhee to hold him like this right after battle, for her warmth to give him comfort, he couldn't let this happen in front of all these people.

San : oh no. no sunhee, the…the people. You can't…you're not supposed to-

Sunhee : I don't care. I don't care san, let them be.

Sunhee pulled back, eyeing san's wounded body. A thousand different cuts littered all around his body, a few stab wound in his left arm and slash marks visible at every inch of his body.

Sunhee : you're hurt. San you…I told you not to go-

San : sunhee you have to le-let go before your mother-

??? : PARK SUNHEE!

Sunhee shut her eyes tightly as she heard her mother walk up to them hastily.

Sona : what the hell is this? What…is that choi san?

Sunhee : mother, please. He needs help. I-

Sona : are you in love with this man?

The spite in her mother's voice caused shivers to run down sunhee's spine as she held san's weak body closer to her own body protectively.

Sunhee : and if I am?

Sona : YOU LITTLE-

Sunhee turned to a soldier before saying, ignoring her mother completely

Sunhee : call the doctors to my chambers.

Sona : YOUR CHAMBERS! SUNHEE ARE YOU MAD-

Sunhee : THIS IS MY NATION, MOTHER! THIS IS MY NATION AND I AM QUEEN! Hence you will listen, and step aside before I ask someone to physically hold you back from me.

Sunhee turned to the solider once again with fierce eyes as she said more sternly this time

Sunhee : call, the doctor, soldier.

The solider bowed and ran towards the insides of the palace with a small smile on his face. Sona stared in pure shock as sunhee ran her thumb along san's cheek, his big eyes staring back at her with a thousand emotions. Sunhee gave him a small comforting smile

Sunhee : you're going to be fine, my love.

The people outside the palace gates watched the entire thing in awe, some of them having smiles on their faces. Except what any of them didn't know was that the crown prince was watching the entire thing with a wicked smirk on his face, snapping his finger as his secretary rushed up to him.

??? : yes, my lord?

Seojin : round the ministers up for a meeting. It's time for a change of monarchs.

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Sunhee was now sitting next to san on her bed, slowly brushing past san's hair as he slept peacefully with bandages wrapped around his body. Sona was staring at the both of them with furious eyes, asking under her breath

Sona : when did you start loving him?

Sunhee : the day father announced me queen. I've always been in love with him, mother.

Sona : he is a mere knight, sunhee. He is not even a baron. He has no amount of royal blood in him.

Sunhee : I do not love him for his royalty, mother. I love him for the man he is.

Sona : the people will talk, sunhee.

Sunhee : then let them. I still remain queen.

Sona : if it goes this way, you will not. Sunhee, you know the rules. A queen, marries a king. Or even a prince, that is the lowest we can go. Any other person of any other title than those, are not fit to marry someone like you. You know what happens if it does.

Execution, that was all.

Sunhee : I will not let anyone hurt him.

Sona : don't you understand, daughter? You won’t have a choice! Your brother-

Sona cut herself off as a knock was heard on the door before it opened.

Guard : your majesty, your highness, the crown prince requests the both of you to come to the throne room. He has summoned for an official meeting with the ministers.

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Minister : the word has spread around the nation like a wild fire, your highnesses. There is no way we can take anything back now.

Sunhee : and? Why are we so concerned over a few words?

Minister : because our nation depends upon it, your majesty. You are only allowed to marry someone of your own status, by royal decree. Lord san is all but a knight. If you marry him, it leads only to execution.

This had been going on for an hour now. Again and again, the same literal thing. You cannot marry him without killing him.

Except she could, and sunhee had decided something the moment san had came back from battle, wounded.

Sunhee : you think I will stand still while I have a bunch of men executing the man that I love, minister?

Seojin : this, is what I have been trying to say all this while, ministers of court. A woman, is unable to rule a nation, she always will be. A woman is only capable of falling in love, and taking care of her husband. A queen is useless to our nation.

Sunhee turned to glare at her brother who was sitting on his seat next to where she was sitting on her own throne.

Sunhee : shall I tell them of what a man has done to our nation's treasury, brother? The amount of money you have lost through gambling?

The ministers gasped at that. Seojin's eyes turned angry as he turned towards his sister

Seojin : you-

Sunhee : I may be unable to rule this nation properly, but you are no more capable of ruling it than I am. You are unable to rule even over your own self, dear brother. How would anyone expect you, a man, to rule over this entire nation, then?

Seojin : how dare you.

Sunhee : I may lose this throne, but I certainly will not let you sit on it either.

Seojin let out a triggered noise before standing up from his seat, taking out his sword from it's sheath as he was about to point it at sunhee who sat unbothered on her throne. The guards around her was about to point their own swords at seojin when another sword was heard unsheathing, it's golden blade blocking seojin's path as the minsters gasped.

Sunhee : san!

San glared at seojin with fierce eyes, bringing the edge of his sword closer to seojin as seojin stepped back in part fear. He looked every inch of the knight he was, and sunhee had no idea how san had managed to dress himself up in the state he was last in.

San : point your sword at my queen once more, and I will have your ribs shattered into bits.

Seojin : you would not dare.

Except san did not take his eyes off seojin's, almost burning a hole right through his skull with the stare. Seojin let out a huff and sheathed his sword back, stepping aside as san finally lowered his sword as well.

Sunhee : you're not supposed to be here. Go back to my room, san.

San : this is our mess, I will not let you deal this by yourself.

Before sunhee could protest further san stood to the side of the throne sunhee was sitting on, the gleaming point of his sword touching the ground as san said

San : I am in love with the queen.

Sunhee shut her eyes tightly, the ministers staring at san with wide eyes. No one had expected san to actually say that out loud.

San : and if that goes against your rules, goes against the entire nation, then so be it. If that makes me a criminal, then so be it. If that would lead me to my death, then, so be it.

Seojin scoffed, looking away in dismay. Sunhee could only stare at san helplessly.

San : but I will not let anyone say anything against the queen because of this. She sits in this throne because she deserves to, and she's done an amazing job at proving her worth to the people, and this court. And as for the people who do not believe in her rule, you are all free to step out of this nation and never return.

Sunhee looked up at san, her eyes wide. What the hell was he going to do? San raised his head, his eyes not betraying a single emotion as he said

San : kill me if that pleases you, do whatever you want with me-

Sunhee : no. no, san stop.

San : sunhee-

Sunhee : no!

This was it, this was the moment. Sunhee stood up from the throne, looking at the ministers with stern eyes.

Sunhee : the rule book, says that the queen or the king, must marry someone of their own status. If they refuse to do that, the one of the lower rank, gets executed. But that isn't the only way out.

Sona : no. no sunhee-

Sunhee : if I give up the crown, no one dies. If I give up my crown, I get to be with the man that I am now not allowed to be with.

San stared at sunhee with wide eyes as her hands went up to the crown on her head. And before anyone could say anything, sunhee took the crown off her head, placing it on the throne before saying, her words firm

Sunhee : I abdicate the throne.

The ministers started protesting, none of them wanting the queen to leave. But sunhee ignored them all, turning to face san as she said

Sunhee : for freedom, as we both always wanted.

San smiled, letting go of his royal sword as it clattered to the ground. He nodded as he held his arm out for sunhee to hold, the both of them descending the steps together. And just like that the both of them stepped out of the royal palace, the sight of a huge crowd of people standing below the steps coming into their view. And just by the sight of san and sunhee together, all of them seemed to know what had happened. Sunhee stared at them, waiting for anything they had to say.

Except soon enough the people parted into two sides, making a clear pathway for both sunhee and san to pass through. A smile was on all their faces, some of them nodding their heads. San smiled as he looked at sunhee who also seemed to have a proud smile on her face. They both walked down the steps of the palace together, each step reminding them of each of their moments, and all that they had left behind for love.

The people bowed down as san and sunhee walked past them arm-in-arm, sunhee saying words of thank you with a smile. Sona and seojin looked at all of that from the balcony of the palace, sona muttering to her son with a smile

Sona : wherever she goes, she will always remain queen, son.

The people cheered as sunhee and san walked towards their new life, a life filled with happiness and peace. And most importantly, togetherness.

And the world would remember them as the queen who left her crown for her knight, and the knight who was willing to sacrifice his entire life for his queen.

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[nonuggetshere]

PLEASE gimme more info for ur wayward royals au I beg

OKAY, LET'S GO, ONE OF MY FAVOURITE AUs

It's actually a spin-off of Fragile as a Flower because of course it is, and it isn't the only one. FaaF is like a load-bearing AU, I stg.

SO, the story goes;

Pale King and White Lady go on what was supposed to be a short diplomatic mission to another kingdom while they entrusted Hallownest to the knights, Lurien and Monomon. It was only going to be a few weeks tops, so it wasn't a big deal. They of course took PV with them as an escort, aaaand also because PK was just used to having his kid tag along everywhere with him when they could.

Their little trip doesn't go as planned when they decide to use a shortcut and end up getting ambushed. PK and PV get separated from WL, and PK ends up seriously injured. After spending a good amount of SOUL on his attacks he can't afford to heal, so he orders PV to get out of there and find the Queen and return to Hallownest safely. He was fully prepared to die there.

PV of course knew that too, they knew that their father wasn't able to fight anymore and leaving him would be an almost certain death sentence. So they weigh their options and decide to protect him against his orders. This, of course, makes him realise they aren't hollow. He doesn't have time to deal with that emotional crisis, though, as he soon after passes out due to blood loss right after PV hauled him up onto their back.

They manage to find White Lady, all the while also getting more and more tired as they lose a concerning amount of void from their lost arm and other injuries, practically leaving a dark trail behind them. The moment their eyes meet their mother's however and they know they and their father will be safe, it's like all the fight leaves their body and they instantly collapse and pass out.

They wake up sometime later, their injured taken care of and patched up. They carefully sit up, trying not to wince from pain and watch silently as their mother is finishing up taking care of their father's wounds. Not that long after that, he starts to stir and wake up himself, and White Lady has to hold him down because he tried to immediately get up despite the huge gash in his chest and neck.

He slowly comes to as she helps him carefully sit up and as the memories of what happened before he passed out return to him, the realisation suddenly hits him and he looks in shock at his child.

"You..." He gets up despite his wife's protests and staggers up to them, grabbing them by the collar. "You liar."

White Lady is confused beyond belief so he catches her up to speed on what happened. What follows is an incredibly awkward and tense silence. PV keeps their head low, too ashamed to look their parents in the eyes, but they can feel them looking at them and they want to just collapse into nothing.

They don't have time to deal with this new revelation though or the emotional turmoil of it, as during all of that skirmish and chaos they end up losing their caravan and completely losing their way. They see some lights far off in the distance and decide to head that way, hoping that it's some sort of civilisation and they'd be able to find their way from there.

The travel there is long and gruelling, they have to walk on foot and two of them have been just seriously injured. PV actually starts to fall behind and it takes a moment for their parents to realise, only taking note when they hear them fall to their knees. They immediately come back to them and realise that they can barely hold themself up with their injuries and the heavy armour weighing them down, so for now they decide White Lady can carry them until they arrive at their destination.

It takes them a few days and PV is not at all a very happy camper during all of this. The climate is extreme and the nights are cold out in the wastelands, and this combined with their inability to thermoregulate (on the account of being technically not alive) and being only dressed in a thin shirt and cloak royally fucks them over. They shiver all throughout the night and can barely catch any sleep, which isn't great when you just lost an arm and are still recovering from that, but they keep quiet and don't complain. Thankfully, their parents notice one night, and despite the tension between them they insist that PV sleeps with them so they can keep them warm. They actually manage to sleep through the entire night after that.

Thankfully, the lights they saw turned out to be another kingdom. The very first thing they did was pawn off PV's armour and any other valuable things they had on them, as they didn't have any supplies with them and needed geo. But now they have a whole new set of problems; they still don't know where they are and Pale King and White Lady never lived like normal bugs so they have no idea where to even begin with getting supplies. Essentially, PV is the only thing keeping them from getting scammed out of all of their money.

PV ends up taking off with the majority of their geo, manages to haggle for a used travel cart and gets them supplies, and convinces a stag to help them on their travels. They end up with enough geo left over for an overnight stay at the hotel because God knows they need a good night's sleep in an actual bed after all of that.

They could only afford one room however so White Lady insists that PV and her husband sleep on the bed because they're injured. PV just immediately flops down face first on the bed, just happy to sleep on something soft and warm again. Pale King and White Lady end up talking about this entire situation and PV's impurity that night, completely unaware that PV is still awake and listening to them.

The next day they head off, but they still have no idea where they are so they just pick a direction and hope for the best. Said direction turned out to be the complete opposite of where they should be going and their two weeks of planned absence turns into a year and a half of pure bullshit.

PV also continues to act emotionless and almost robotic because it's what they know and it feels safe and familiar, and acting like they normally are in private around their parents fills them with so much anxiety.

At first Pale King and White Lady are distant from PV, they still care for them but they are filled with too much regret and guilt and think that PV doesn't want them in their life after what they did. But after PV goes through a near-death experience they realise they do think of them as their parents and start acting the part after that, and they slowly start to bond.

Said near-death experience was caused by my oc who seeks out immortality through void experiments, because if I don't shove my OCs into everything I will Die and Explode like a landmine.

At some point PK also gets violently ill and his kid and wife take care of him.

BUT this post is getting long enough so if you're interested I can continue talking about the rest of the plot, these two plot points I mentioned and other small tidbits in another post

[seoafin]

i know ur leaving the comments on chapter 6 to answer to later but i’m sorry i just wanted to come in here and tell you that once again you’ve blown me away what an amazing chapter omfg and as a self proclaimed gojowife/gojowidow yeah ur gojo scenes are so fucking hot like holy shit gets me kicking my feet giggiling and shitting myself THIS IS NOT A CRITICISM BTW i just was kinda laughing to myself cause i could imagine u being like alright enough of this guy already while writing it UWJWJWKSKSKEKKE but very very hot and the geto scenes holy fuck the geto scenes went crazy something about them talking to each other as if you weren’t there !! geto being like sorry pookies he’s insatiable AS HE OPENS UR LEGS UP FURTHER AND TIGHTENS HIS HOLD ON YOUR WRISTSSSSSSSD IS CRAZY JAIL JAIL JAILLLLLL also btw u just have such a natural progression from normal talking to sex like ik this seems like a weird complement but it’s all very natural and every time i read not just this one but one of ur fics in general it literally feels like a lil movie in my head ur so vivid and ur characterization is always so on point for the characters i love that so much……can i ask (monkey emoji covering eyes) after reader went out with hideo? and haibara saw them (monkey) will haibara spill the beans…..will stsgo find out (monkey) praying for reader and for hideo if that’s what happens then omg also THANK YOU FOR PUTTING THEM IN THEIR PLACE YES !! they deserve to grovel a lil bit (hehe emoji) walk em like a dog ripmc frrrrr i also i’m excited for Go and Gojo to meet i have the sneaky suspicion they will just hate each other gojo would compete with ur pet for cuddles that man is down so bad like omfg ik it’s so stupid btw but this chapter lowkey brought me outta such a slump with the parting of my beloved so like thank u for that chapter was my saving grace frrr it’s so good and i just wanted to tell u to take it easy on yourself ik sometimes we get a lil overexcited over here but take all the time u need and write at ur own pace dont feel any pressure regardless of how personally amazing i think ur fics are (btw queen my phone isn’t letting me use emojis so could u pls imagine all the emojis in parenthesis (single tear emoji) i just feel so formal without emojis

im sorry i know this took forever to reply to but i had to keep it in my askbox where i could look at it so i have motivation not to give up on ddao 😭😭😭 but you are SOOO sweet im so glad you enjoyed the chapter and it made you feel somewhat better about the chapter 😭 very very glad to know a gojowife enjoyed the gojo scenes. i do it for the gojowives and nobody else mwah mwah mwah

spoilers

yesssss lmfao haibara has the best intentions ever but i don't think he's the best at keeping secrets unfortunately 😭 just a slip of the tongue! nanami thankfully comes to the semi rescue by leading haibara away 💀

[kithtaehyung]

RYEN HELLO OMG i'm finally here to scream in ur inbox about the window JFNDKFJNGK it's taken a minute bc i like to scroll through the chapter to make sure i don't forget anything and i can't stop re-reading it instead smh so first of all WHEN I TELL YOU MY JAW DROPPED WHEN I SAW THE TAGS omfg literally,,,, I DIDN'T EXPECT LIKE ANY OF THEM i was fr already a little feral and a little sweaty tbh. so u can imagine the whiplash when i start reading AND READER IS UPSET </3 but thank GOD for my queen dom <333333 always talking sense into reader!!! i am still literally screaming at her saying "make up with my future brother-in-law" LMAO AND EVEN THOUGH I KNEW THAT YOONGI WAS GOING TO SNEAK IN I STILL COULD NOT BELIEVE MY EYES WHEN I READ IT. i rlly love how this was "i'm yours and you're mine" but make it >:( lmao. yoongi said it best when he said "teach you to think i'm not yours. as if i don't wanna give you my shit so you can walk around everywhere with it on." SCREAMS (cut to yoongi giving reader HIS CHAIN kjgnkdjfgkjd i literally cannot stand it BUT OH MY GOD RYEN ALL THE SNEAKING AROUND GKJFKJGNDKJG literally saw my life flash before my eyes when bro came in and had to remind myself that This Is Not Real Life Please Breathe. literally every second bro wouldn't LEAVE i was just yelling in my head bc why are you here cockblocking. i love you please GET OUT. then i thought it was over AND NO??????? RYEN. look me in the eyes rn. hold my hands. ARE YOU KIDDING ME. HE KNOCKED ON THE WALL ??????? i can't complain too much bc cockwarming <3 BUT HELP. and vmin overhearing them when they think they're alone????????? dnkgjkjfdg i'm not strong enough to think too much about reader calling yoongi bitch and what happened right after. i am a weak weak person and you are so evil for making "you're gonna show me how you get off" yoongi GRAMMYS YOONGI. also bratty reader i am SCREAMING. like you're gonna call him bitch then disobey his orders????? "pass." ICON. talking about him being put in his place??? I WOULD PAY TO SEE IT. (also love how shy he was about it at the end gkjdnkfj like, sir, don't dish what you can't take. u wanna be punished a little, we get it, just say so) but it wouldn't be 3tan yoongi if he wasn't constantly checking in and taking care of reader </3 like when reader thought they heard smth and he said he was watching </3 when he thought they were in subspace and wanted to check </3 idk smth about it made me </3 </3 he's so </3 </3 i would like to end this off by saying i've never read so much smut i wish i could reenact. WHICH REMINDS ME. YOU'RE TELLING ME??? PEOPLE ARE OUT HERE USING 3TAN AS INSPO FOR THINGS TO DO WITH THEIR PARTNERS??? oh i'm so sick THAT SHOULD BE ME. like i'm glad for u but also jealousy is a disease and i'm SICK. anyways, i'm glad you took your time with it!! it was (as always) worth the wait and i'm p sure i say this every time but perhaps this is my new favorite part???? it's got it all. angst, fluff, communication, their friends, yoongi being sweet, yoongi being a menace, i would keep going but the list will get so long and this is already. A LOT and i don't want tumblr to eat it!!! -loona anon MWAH

LOONA OMFGGGG HI BABE gonna put this under a cut bc it's time to scream back!

WHEN I TELL YOU MY JAW DROPPED WHEN I SAW THE TAGS omfg literally,,,, I DIDN'T EXPECT LIKE ANY OF THEM i was fr already a little feral and a little sweaty tbh. so u can imagine the whiplash when i start reading AND READER IS UPSET </3 but thank GOD for my queen dom <333333 always talking sense into reader!!! i am still literally screaming at her saying "make up with my future brother-in-law"

LMFAOOO i told y'all the warnings were already enough to make me sweat!! and look where we ended up. i don't think anyone knew the extent of my truth there ahahaha. but also, reader baby is upset?? who do i fight oh we're fighting yoongi</333 tragic.

LMAO AND EVEN THOUGH I KNEW THAT YOONGI WAS GOING TO SNEAK IN I STILL COULD NOT BELIEVE MY EYES WHEN I READ IT. i rlly love how this was "i'm yours and you're mine" but make it >:( lmao. yoongi said it best when he said "teach you to think i'm not yours. as if i don't wanna give you my shit so you can walk around everywhere with it on." SCREAMS (cut to yoongi giving reader HIS CHAIN kjgnkdjfgkjd i literally cannot stand it

HAHAHA yes. yoongi managing to surprise us even though his threat about going through a window is right there in writing.... we are the whole circus!! but yeah both of them were just so upset and adorable and i can't stand them actually?? lol.

BUT OH MY GOD RYEN ALL THE SNEAKING AROUND GKJFKJGNDKJG literally saw my life flash before my eyes when bro came in and had to remind myself that This Is Not Real Life Please Breathe. literally every second bro wouldn't LEAVE i was just yelling in my head bc why are you here cockblocking. i love you please GET OUT. then i thought it was over AND NO??????? RYEN. look me in the eyes rn. hold my hands. ARE YOU KIDDING ME. HE KNOCKED ON THE WALL ??????? i can't complain too much bc cockwarming <3 BUT HELP.

the bro interruptions were honestly so FUN to write i was cackling and crying the whole time!! like how does this man know exactly when to ruin a good time his comedic timing was gd hilarious. the fact that you had to take a breath to remind yourself it's not real is so cool?? wtf that's a huge compliment! and the double down is my absolute favorite bc it led to super cute moments :((( but was HORRIFYING when it started happening ahahahaha

and vmin overhearing them when they think they're alone????????? dnkgjkjfdg i'm not strong enough to think too much about reader calling yoongi bitch and what happened right after. i am a weak weak person and you are so evil for making "you're gonna show me how you get off" yoongi GRAMMYS YOONGI. also bratty reader i am SCREAMING. like you're gonna call him bitch then disobey his orders????? "pass." ICON. talking about him being put in his place??? I WOULD PAY TO SEE IT.

I WANT BOTH OF THEM LET ME IN COACH IM SLIDING DOWN THE WALLS BANGING ON THE DOORS. i want vmin too but that's a different story lol. but gOD reader in this was an icon a king a queen a god a goddess all of the praise. to be like that in front of grammys yoongi telling you to show him that? i dunno how reader got the words out lmfao. but the adrenaline rush must have been a huge boost to confidence levels.

(also love how shy he was about it at the end gkjdnkfj like, sir, don't dish what you can't take. u wanna be punished a little, we get it, just say so) but it wouldn't be 3tan yoongi if he wasn't constantly checking in and taking care of reader </3 like when reader thought they heard smth and he said he was watching </3 when he thought they were in subspace and wanted to check </3 idk smth about it made me </3 </3 he's so </3 </3 i would like to end this off by saying i've never read so much smut i wish i could reenact.

PLEASE. YOU GET IT. yoongi being a fcking menace in the control seat but we all know what he wants to see!! he isn't slick at all omfg i'm so sjfjddjks if we ever get to reader's turn? it's over. it's over for everyone involved i may need 28 business days to get through it lol. but yoongi was an absolute sweetheart here. he was mad! he was pissed! but that didn't mean he was gonna disregard the basics like wellbeing and awareness. he knows how to hold himself back and that puts reader in a wonderful position.

WHICH REMINDS ME. YOU'RE TELLING ME??? PEOPLE ARE OUT HERE USING 3TAN AS INSPO FOR THINGS TO DO WITH THEIR PARTNERS??? oh i'm so sick THAT SHOULD BE ME. like i'm glad for u but also jealousy is a disease and i'm SICK.

HAHAHAHA YES LOONA. THERE REALLY ARE PEOPLE OUT HERE DOING JUST THAT AND IM LIVING FOR ITTTT. if i could send you a 3tan yoongi i most definitely would</33

anyways, i'm glad you took your time with it!! it was (as always) worth the wait and i'm p sure i say this every time but perhaps this is my new favorite part???? it's got it all. angst, fluff, communication, their friends, yoongi being sweet, yoongi being a menace, i would keep going but the list will get so long and this is already. A LOT and i don't want tumblr to eat it!!!

i'm screaming?? if this is your new fave part?? hell yeah. that makes me happy bc i didn't think this was on the same level of quality as the others! but if you like it then i'm very satisfied. and you got a point about it having a bit of everything! it's not a holiday special for nothing ehehehe. thank you so much again babe. this made me smile and laugh today LOL ily!