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just-some-random-blogger · 4 years ago

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Death By Bagel

NCT Culinary Student!Mark Lee x Fashion Design Student!Reader Summary: Mark makes a cake cause he's realized he can't lose you to some f-boy. Word Count: 3k+ Warnings: Fluff, childhood au, college au, slowish burn, slight cursing, reallllly fluffy, some broksi-dude action, typos sksksksks, etc.

R E Q U E S T my friend: mark lee, slow burn, friends to lovers

A/N: I wrote a fic that already had like 1k+ word then I LOST IT (i think i deleted it) thus this. It took me 10 years to write this msmsmkskskks. PLEASE TUMBLR IS MESSING WITH ME AND MIXED UP THE ORDER OF SOME OF THE DIALOGUE

“As a doctor, I don’t think you should be doing that,” Mark says, not even bothering to look at his patient seated rudely on the floor. Oop, he’s lying down now.

Mark huffs and looks up from the clay block he was molding on his tray, “YOU’RE SO UNPROFESSIONAL!”

Mark’s mother nearly spits out her coffee upon hearing the words of his five-year-old son. Her husband snorts, “He got that from you.”

The woman throws a look at the man and was supposed to give a snarky retort, up until the sound of the doorbell ringing. She grins from ear-to-ear and dashes to get the door.

When she comes back to the living room, she’s accompanies by another woman and a tiny version of her.

“Markie! Say hello to your Auntie!” Mark’s mom calls.

Mark from the carpeted floor looks up and blinks, examining the stranger-woman and its human-ling. Mark turns to his father who was sat on the couch and receives a nod of approval almost. Mark purses his lips and waves at the woman.

The woman waves back and then crouches down to the little girl, “Baby, say hello to Mark.”

Unwilling, she shakes her head.

“Aw come on, baby. Don’t be shy. Mark over there is a really sweet boy. I knew him when he was in his mommy’s tummy, just like Mark’s mom knew you when you were in mine. You’re the same age so you’ll get along just fine.”

With the unnecessary explanation that gave no justification to the scene whatsoever out of the way, the girl was fooled into peeping up, “Hi, Mark.”

“Hello,” Mark says, not particularly interested, as his patient was still in the midst of dying in his office. He turned to his stuffed toy called Mr. Lion and attempted to stand him up once more.

At this point, the girl makes her way to Mark.

“We’ll be back in two hours, honey. Keep an eye on the children,” Mrs. Lee tells his husband who had been occupied with TV the entire time.

“Yeah. I got this,” he smiles to his wife then goes back to watching.

The bumble bee clad figure sat down to Mark in blue and watched him play.

Mark ignored her for a few seconds, needing to assert all efforts on standing that dumb toy up. Once successful, Mark turns to her, “Do you play doctors?”

Mark was then met with the same lack on enthusiasm. She hums, “I like playing baker doctor.”

All at once, Mark gasps, “ME TOO!”

It was unbeknownst to the children it was oddly specific and the chance of this happening was pretty slim.

And in a blink of an eye, excited giggles erupt in the room, as if they had been having so much fun before this scene. It was here and there the two would become best friends to the very end.

... so I guess it means the reckoning is upon us.

“MARK LEE I SWEAR TO THE FU--” “WHAT! WHAT!?” Mark laughs.

"YOU ATE MY BAGEL! AGAIN!" I growl in a loud whisper, throwing the wrapper at him and his flat head before he could think to dodge it while he annoyingly laughs.

"I asked if I could have it though!" he says, fully knowing his sins.

I glared at him and say lowly, "I thought you were referring to my notes, bread for brains."

Mark snorts loud enough for our teacher to wake up from his nap. Once the class notices, we all pretend to be doing something productive and Mark plays it off with a cough.

"Mr. Lee." Mr. Kim says sternly, clicking his tongue, blinking his eyes rapidly.

Mark finishes coughing and turns to our seated professor, "Yes sir."

"Don't go to school if you're sick and going to cause a racket with your coughing."

Mark nods firmly and Mr. Kim closes his eyes again, mumbling, "page 65 is due tomorrow."

The entire class grumbles. Mark beside me scoffs and makes a face, "Yeah, yeah, Doyoung."

I turn to him and elbow his side.

"Whatever," Mark shakes his head, "professor bunny-teeth won't hear me."

Once class ended, we both get our things and head out for lunch. We walk to our canteen, fussing over assignments, deciding we should do it together later in our mutually free period.

I groan and narow your eyes at him as we have an argument over how he hasn't finished the essay for English, "That's not the point."

"Yo Mark!" a voice calls from afar. Mark and I turn, looking for the voice, and I spot the dimpled senior, Jung Jaehyun, in a table with the rest of his squad.

I nudge Mark and point at the pale guy seated by the corner.

Mark throws him a smile and waves. I follow closely behind him as he walks over to the table. "We're going to sit with them?" I say in some sort of gasp.

"Yeah." Mark replies simply, not bothering to turn to me, "they're cool."

I knit my brows at that and nod, "Yeah I know. But I'm not cute today."

Mark stops in his tracks and throws me a confused look, "what?"

"I didn't put any make-up on today, also I'm pretty sure there's a visible stain somewhere on my jacket, I just don't remember where."

Mark scrunches his face up again, even more confused. "What? How do you... forget a stai-- that's not the point. Why do you wanna look cute today?" He scoffs and continues lowly, "hardly as if you ever look cute."

I let out an annoyed groan and punch Mark's shoulder. "Like when you panicked when Seulgi came over and asked for notes."

Mark openes his mouth, "That is so not the same! Jaehyun's a fuck bo-"

"Just shut up already," I snap and shove him forward so he'd continue walking. "Let's not keep him waiting," I add and mumble, "also I know. Dong Sicheng however is very cute."

Mark chuckles, "he's dated every girl on the dance team."

"Okay, maybe not that cute."

"Ya, Mark," Jaehyun grins and greets the said person with a high-five and chest bump. He turns to me and speaks my name with a smile. I smile back politely and wave.

I'm about to sit next to Sicheng, but Mark shoves me and so I end up sitting on the other side of the bench table with Jaehyun. I turn to Jaehyun with a small, non-awkward smile and shoot Mark a glare. He seems unbothered though.

"So, you up for a round later?" Jaehyun asks Mark.

Mark talks over me, "you know it, dude."

Jaehyun flashes his dimple smile all the stupid girls fall for. I'm only half falling for it cause I'm only half stupid. He raises his brows, "you bought the dough, right?"

This makes me knit my brows.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I really did this time," Mark mumbles quickly. "It's my turn anyway."

Jaehyun gives an off look, "that's literally what you said last time bro."

"Yo, no for real. It's in my bag, if you wanna check."

Jaehyun shakes his head when Mark begins to scramble for it, "no, Lee, it's good. We wouldn't want you friend to get dirty."

Is it just me or do you feel slimey all of a sudden?

Jaehyun then gives me a somewhat, somehow sincere smile, "so. I hear you're in fashion design."

I give a soft chuckle, "yeah. That's me."

"I could tell from a mile away. Mark looks horrible next to your getup."

I look down at my sweater and ripped jeans. Mark exclaims in protest, "shut the hell up, Jae."

I give a soft smile at Jaehyun, "don't know where that comes from but thanks I guess."

Jaehyun chuckles, "I'm kidding," he eyes Mark, "I saw your Fashion Design pin on your bag when you sat down."

"Oooohhhh, haha, okay, that makes sense."

"Ya, Jeff," Sicheng calls for Jaehyun, "it's almost time."

Jaehyun turns to his friend and nods. He turns back to me and Mark, "well, it's nice to meet you. Mark won't put a sock in it even if I beg. See you around, fashionista."

He stands and slaps Mark's back, "see ya later, broski."

"Yeah, bruh," Mark replies.

Once it's just Mark and I, I snap at him and blurt out in a whisper yell, "YOU'RE ON BROSKI LEVEL WITH JUNG JAEHYUN?!"

Mark gives me a weird face, "bruh, I think he calls the principal broski, for real."

I smack Mark, making him whine, "you know what I'm talking about, Mark! And what, are you doing drugs?!?"

He shakes his head in confusion, "Wait, what!? Who the hell told you that?"

"Uhhhhh you were talking about dough and showing up later. Sounds like you owe him money for drugs, Mark."

"??? In what universe did we even mention drugs?? Does this," he slaps his face, "look like a face of a drug addict to you?"

"A gullible idiot maybe."

Mark's jaw drops, "oh wow, okay. I'm done with this conversation." He proceeds to stand attempt to walk away. I scoff, "not on my watch bitch."

Like the true idiot that he is, Mark begins to legit run away from me, like a criminal who stole my cookies. It's embarrassing that he, a man much taller than I, could not even outrun me. I suppose I should be grateful, but this just fortifies my thoughts of him being an idiot even more.

But okay... I wasn't actually expecting this... like... Mark and Jaehyun... like... actually baking bread after school with dough Mark premade at home. Also, uh, Jaehyun looks super cute in an apron that I'm having a mental breakdown. And what's new, so does Mark.

"I can't believe you thought I was a drug dealer," Jaehyun says in a soft pout as he rolls out dough on the marble counter of his friggin large kitchen in his friggin large house. Like dang, I knew he was rich, but he's like Rich™ Rich. Rich with a golden diamond encrusted Rolex watch rich that's in a glass display rich-- wtf.

Mark wheezes in his telltale high pitched laugh as he opens a pack of unsweetened chocolate pellets, "she thought dough was some sort of metaphor or something."

"Cute," they say at the same time. Mark turns to Jaehyun in slight surprise and Jaehyun turns to me. I roll my eyes, though I feel my neck burn. I avert my attention to the scene I was sketching on my pad, Jaehyun and Mark baking croissants. I clear my throat, "I'm just making use of the single braincell between us, cause if he doesn't die falling down the stairs, he's gonna pull some idiotic stuff like baking with Jung Jaehyun."

Oddly, it's Mark that reacts to that with a, "hey!"

Jaehyun rubs his chin on his shoulder, "I also can't believe you think so little of me.'

I break a sweat but decide to answer honestly, "... ... ... You have a reputation."

"Of being a fuck boy?"

Mark loudly transfers the chocolates into a metal bowl, making the two of us snap at him. Mark makes a face, "oh gosh, sorry."

Jaehyun sighs, "well. I admit I get around, but that's only because I get dumped every time."

I raise a brow.

Jaehyun purses his lips, "nah, let's not make this weird. The croissants will be flat."

"Dude," Mark turns to him, "that's literally only because you messed up the recipe."

Jaehyun grits his teeth, "no. It's because Kun's a little teacher's pet and sabotaged me so he could get the best grade."

"No, but like Kun is really nice, he helped me with the fold techinique."

Jaehyun scoffs, "He stole me vanilla extract, Mark. Who does that?!"

"No, listen, he's cool, like, for real--"

"No, you listen, he's a little shit and--"

The two begin to bicker like a married couple, and I begin to draw inspiration form the scene to design some random sketches of wedding dresses.

I look back to the two and still can't get over the fact that I learned Jaehyun was a culinary arts major with my best friend, and that I was currently in the Jung's boojie home because I thought Mark was buying drugs from him. Not what I was expecting at all my day to go like, but I'm not mad this is how it went.

"No, no, no, no," Jaehyun says. He turns to me and points, "let's just get an outside opinion. Babe, what's your favorite color?"

"BABE?!" Mark barks.

I take a moment to reply. I blink slowly, "uhh... pink?"

Jaehyun bites his lower lip and claps his flour covered hands, "Right. Pink croissants it is."

Mark shoots him a glare and turns to me, back to Jaehyun, "she has a name."

Jaehyun nods, "yeah, and she wants pink croissants."

Mark makes a face and Jaehyun examines it, chuckling under his breath. "Wah, you two are something, huh."

No one really responds.

We began to always eat lunch with Jaehyun and his friends. It's funny cause I realized Jaehyun, although I still firmly believed he was out to get nasty with every other girl he sees, he was actually just like Mark. A total loser with a love for cooking.

"Hey," Mark says with a snippy tone.

I give him a look and suddenly receive a paper bag to my face. Mark sits on his chair next to me, as per usual. I smell the thing before I realize what it is. It's a freshly baked bagel. I perk up and smile, "Aw, you baked me a bagel?"

Mark raises his upper lip, "no. Jaehyun did."

I knit my brows, "what? Why?"

Mark narrows his brows, "do you, like, like him?"

I give him a look. I take a bite of the bagel, making Mark look at me in disbelief. I answer, "You do know I only hang with him cause you do, right?"

"Then why'd you eat the bagel then?"

"Uh, a number of reasons. 1) it's a bagel, 2) free food, 3) I'm starving, 4) it smells amazingggg."

Mark does a face, "fair. I've been meaning to ask how he does his seasoning for a while now too." He releases a breath, "and anyway, I'm pretty sure he made a bagel cause I told him you liked them. Never talking about you to him anymore though."

I look at him, "why do you talk about me so much to him anyway?"

"Uh because you're amazing," Mark says instinctively.

I feel my heart skip at that. I coo and place my hands on my chest, "wait that's really sweet."

Mark looks at me. His face begin to shift, "too bad it's a lie- haha."

I give him a look and rebut, "jerk."

"Loser."

As quickly as I found out about Jaehyun being Mark's friend, that's about as quickly as I found out he didn't like hanging out with him anymore. It's kind of a shame I never got to go back to his boojie house.

There was this one encounter I had with Jaehyun though... which was a little weird, not gonna lie.

He was waiting for me outside my Tailoring class, smiling and waving when he saw me. I Reluctantly reciprocated and walked over to him.

He releases a breath, "I've been waiting for about 20 minutes for you. I didn't know when your class would end."

I raise my brows, "you could have asked?"

"Well I would need your number for that, and that would have ruined the surprise," he pulled out a brown paper bag, reminiscing the same one Mark chucked at my face.

"I made you two this time," he smiles.

I take a moment to reply, "you don't have to make me bagels, Jaehyun."

He grabs my hand, "yeah, but I want something out of ya," he places the bagels in my hand. He proceeds to lead us off and we begin to walk down the hall.

Truth be told, it's a little scary that his ulterior motive is up in the air. Jaehyun places his hands in his pockets, "I like your dress, by the way."

I smile, "thanks. I made it."

He smiles and nods, "right. That makes sense as to why it suits you well."

I can't help but blush at that, and simultaneously feel conscious when I realize a bunch of girls in my course are looking at me and Jaehyun as we strut down the hall.

"So, what did you want, Jaehyun?"

"Well, I clearly wanted to ask you out."

"..."

Jaehyun smiles and give a soft laugh, "is it so ground breaking?"

"... Uh..."

He sniggers, "hey, you can say no. I mean I hope you don't but you can." Jaehyun leans in and raises his hands, "I won't like it, but a man should take rejection from a lady well."

I turn to him as he straightens up. I turn to the bagels he made me and bring it back to him. He laughs, "no, I made them for you really. It's not poisoned, in fact it's made with love."

I visibly react to that, which makes Jaehyun wheeze. I can't help but laugh back, "that was hella tacky."

"Worth a shot though," he says. "Good luck with Mark."

I look at him with silence and he chuckles, "ya, you can't fool me."

I'm about to retort but then Jaehyun gets called by one of the frats dudes I identify as Johnny Seo. Jaehyun does a curtsy and clicks his tongue, "see ya later babez."

"You know, I would have said yes if you didn't do stuff like that."

Jaehyun purses his lips, "no you wouldn't."

I shrug, "worth a shot though."

Jaehyun places a hand on his chest, dramatically calling, "Uh, rejection hurts, man."

Yeah, I never went to Jaehyun's boojie house ever again.

Silver lining though was Mark's dorm smelled equally as nice because of all the food he cooks, although it came with a whiff of axe body spray from his roommate, Lucas. It's cool though, he was almost never around for me to smell it in its whole intensity.

"Aite," Mark calls from his side of the dorm. I perk up from the two seater dining table they had and turn to Mark who was covering the cake he was making for his finals.

"Don't, like, peek, okay. I want you to see the cake all at once and give me your honest reaction to it. Please, like, all my lives kinda depend on it."

"How many lives do you have?"

"9, I'm pretty sure."

I stand from my seat, "not you faking your life as a cat, but get it I guess."

Mark raises a hand at me as I walk over, "can you not, I'm high-key panicking right now."

"Over what? You literally made a box of donuts for your midterms and it looked better than Misty Mreme! I'm sure your cake is hot."

"It was in the minifridge for a day. I mean it barely fit cause of all of Lucas' mountain dew."

I groan, "just show me it, Mark Lee!"

Mark whined and dashes over to me, grabbing my shoulders, "okay, but like, don't be mean about it. I swear, I might cry."

I give a sound and fake cough, "it's ugly."

Mark doesn't respond to that particular jab, "I'm serioussss. Please be kind, okay?"

I look at Mark's nervous face and give a soft pout, "Markie, please, not that I think it would be ugly, but I promise you don't have to be nervous about my reaction."

He isn't soothed by that, but he does release a sigh, "okay. So for context, Mr. Moon wanted the cake to be one or two tiers, but I went with one, cause there aint no way I'm going to the other side of the campus to freeze a two tiered cake. Then, the theme was something from your childhood, so, I, uh, thought this was fitting. The exam is 60 percent decoration, 40 percent taste by the way."

Mark gives me a hesitant look, but steps way for me to see it. I then see a heart shaped, medium sized cake in my favorite pastel pink color. By the top there's a little boy on the floor playing with a toy oven set and little girl in a bumble bee dress, holding a stethoscope. At the bottom of the cake, there were jelly letters spelling out, "I like you."

I cup my cheeks at the sight of it and feel my eyes start to well at the sentiment.

Wait... was this really happening?

Mark heaves in and out, "okay, so like when Jaehyun began to like hit on you, that sucked pretty hard because he's known for getting girls and I thought maybe he'd get you too and I got panicky. Anyway, I....... have liked you since we were kids... And... I know you probably don't feel the same way but I have to try, you know.... Yolo."

My feel my tears retract from what I hear. I rub my eyes. I turn to Mark and find his nervous face. "Did you just say yolo in your confession, Mark?"

He looks like he's about to throw up.

I can't help but chuckle and pout, "dude..."

I prolong the moment. Mark gets even more nervous as he repeats softly, "dude..."

"We could have dated in grade school all this time."

It takes a moment to register in his head.

Like, a really long moment.

I sigh, "Mark! I like you too, dummy."

He freezes and blinks. His face begins to burn. He breaks into a soft smile, "nice."

I break into a laugh.

"... Uh... So... Can I like... Kiss you?"

I snort and feel my own cheeks begin to burn, "I think you should refrigerate your cake first."

Mark snaps out of this trance, "oh shoot, you-" I give him a quick peck on the lips.

He is dumbfounded.

I feel butterflies go wild in my stomach.

"I'll wait over there for when you've fixed that."

Mark watches as I walk away, "yooo.... That's not fair though."

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tokimihyachi · 4 years ago

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Everyone always asks for the Captains and Magic Knight headcannons (nothing wrong with that - always love them) but you rarely ever see hcs for our favorite supporting/up&coming characters :(

Would you by chance please do ‘relationship headcanons’ + ‘how protective they are’ or ‘how they let their guard down’ for Mars, Patri/Patolli, Licht, and Liebe?

warnings: may contain spoilers!

notes: awww, now that you mention it, it is true that i rarely see any of these four. and it’s alright fo u to request them! honestly love them a bunch. very underrated babies, indeed. 🥰 hope you like these! and sorry if their kinda long. i went all out because as you said, you hardly see their names here.

p.s. i simp for patri a lot, it just doesn’t seem like it kabcnsmd

MARS | the closet simp

after the first stage of the experiment thing that happened, he never once approached or talked to you

you were aware of the sideffects, so you had to understand the situation

whenever you were with him he always had those instances of sudden relapses

he described his headaches as the worst

of course, you’d take care of him

he likes to swat your hand when u get touchy-touchy :((

but then the atmosphere shifts when you two are in the battlefield

he always finds himself eyeing your every move

when someone decides to attack you, you wouldn’t even notice because he’s always there, blocking their advances

accidentally get a scratch because of a spell that wasn’t even meant for you?

consider that person gone in a second ( a hardcore simp, wbk)

when he finally remembers things, he’d apologize everyday

seriously. he’s so guilty, that the first thing he say’s everytime the two of you meet is “im sorry”

he’d be more considerate, and his stares at you are no longer the cold hard ones, but the soft and loving kind

would randomly hug you

“hmm? is there something wrong, mars?”

he won’t reply, and instead he would hug you tighter while nuzzling his head on the crook of your neck

“i just missed you.”

“eh? but i’m with you everyday.”

“not an excuse not to miss you.”

PATRI/ PATOLLI | the tsundere

as the number one human hater leader of the eye of the midnight sun, he has an image to protect, so, of course, his focus is always on his plans

you like staring at him

when he feels your eyes on him and he’d ask why, you’d only reply with nonesense such as: “you’re just pretty to watch”

he’d automatically furrow his brows at this

“you think this is all fun and games, y/n?”

just the tone of his voice is enough to make you shiver in place

“whatever, pretty boy” and then you’d leave him by himself before he blows a fuse

he would never admit it, but your compliments always make his stomach all fuzzy

doesn’t know how to deal with emotions so he just releases it out as anger (poor boy :<<)

he always feels bad when you’re the one he vents out on

after the whole elf ordeal, he’d become more approachable

always looking out for you

the kind of guy to tug the side of your clothes so he can walk near the street and you would be safe on the sidewalk

a diehard fan of holding hands

he just loves the feeling of how well your hands fit with his

still gets flustered when you compliment him, but with all of the hate + rage + demon gone, he’s more open and would compliment you back

he revels in your attention

melts on the spot when you caress his cheeks and plat a soft kiss on his temple

the first time you two kissed, he just captured your lips as you were rambling about something

he couldn’t help it! you’re just too cute in his eyes!

rip to all the ogling eyes staring at you tho, in a blink of an eye they’re as good as gone

“oh, patri! where did you go to?”

“had to take care of a few pests, love. shall we go?”

LICHT | the proud boyfie

mAN, is staring at this beautiful being even enough? if you only had painting magic like one of the other elves then maybe you would’ve made one already to honor such a perfect image

he’s very interested in the culture and “way of the humans”

you would think it’s weird at first, but then the way he smiles when learning new things is enough for those unsure thoughts to dissipate

so, of course you develop a crush first

you like daydreaming of him (oop, hopeless romantic spotted!)

he knows you’re looking at him with those loving eyes, but doesn’t say a word

what a sly, sly man

would tease you at first by always brushing your hands against each other when you walk

he’d act all innocent when you look back up at him, but in reality he’s laughing so hard at your impeccable personification of a tomato

but then you suddenly became close with all the other elves

especially rhya, cause ya’know, you relate with him being a lazy bum because you have your lethargic tendencies too

he’s not one to be jealous or anything

he just misses the attention you give him

sometimes, the elf kids would find him all slouched on tree with his chin resting on the open palm of his hand as he gazed at you two

definitely not jealous

but when you accidentally trip because of lil children running around and bruise your ankle slightly, he’d be there ASAP

would tend to your wounds and confess then and there

the bold type to kiss you on the spot after the confession (not that you mind sksksksks)

he likes to flaunt everything you do to everyone

sometimes the elves get tired of his incessant talks filled with “y/n, y/n, y/n, y/n, y/n…”

“i almost forgot, did you know that y/n unlocked a new spell yesterday?”

“WE KNOW. THAT’S THE 34TH TIME YOU SAID IT TODAY!”

what can you do, he’s just in love 🥰

LIEBE | the explosive dolt & a closet yandere

since he’s bakugou’s counterpart a devil and all that, his first reaction was a loud, “HUHHH?” when you confessed to him

genuinely believes you’re messing with him

because of his past, he doesn’t really warm up to the idea nicely

(by explosive, i mean def not bakugou it as sudden outbursts of his reactions)

he’s the kind of guy to distance himself after you confess

after some time, he’d just randomly talk to you

but because you’re a stubborn, prideful person who knows their worth (as u should! 👑) you don’t pay as much attention to them

at this, he’d notice you’re always with asta

he’s irritated that you give the ash-blonde magicless fool more attention than him

whenever the two would spar, you’d only clap and cheer for asta, causing the said boy to blush profusely, whilst you smile cheekily

who could blame you tho, asta’s been the one who consoled you when liebe outright rejected you by not speaking to you for so long

he likes punching asta, “hey! what did you punch me for, you jerk!?”

“eh, your face seems punchable or something”

it’s not like liebe’s jealous or anything

always grunts loudly and makes noise when you and asta talk

“why did you throw the whole pole beside us?! we would’ve been hurt!”

“eh, the place looks like it needs an extra leg or something”

no. he’s not jealous

he would confront and talk to himself through a mirror, and ask his self what the hell is wrong with him and why is he acting this way towards you

you accidentally walk in the bathroom as they speak of their pent-up frustrations

cue awkward silence

but since it’s too much, he’d bluntly confess to you when he’s had enough of your closeness with asta

whenever he can, he’d always have you beside him or near him so he can keep a closer eye on him

he’s just afraid to be attached to someone only to lose them in the end like what happened to momma licita 🥺🤧

“liebe have you seen asta?”

“eh, he must’ve died or something.”

#black clover #patri #licht #mars #liebe #black clover headcanons #patri x reader #patolli #licht x reader #mars x reader #liebe x reader

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vtforpedro · 3 years ago

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health/medical update

thank you all for your comments on my last post. I'm sorry I didn't reply, but they meant a lot to me. it's kind of blahhh being told you probably need brain surgery so I was digesting that. and digesting the appointment at the big neuro hospital shortly after! that was an appointment a long time coming, jfc. I brought along a copy of my diary of symptoms, but going in alone is still not great. anyway, I met the doctor and she was pretty nice. I started telling her my story and all the things I've been experiencing for over two years and about halfway through she was like 'ok! so I'm not an expert in IIH' 🙃 like I specifically made sure I would see an expert in IIH because I have fucking IIH. but she said something shocking right after. shocking in that I've not experienced it from any other doctor before and shocking in its simplicity 'but dr so and so is! so tell me the rest of your story and symptoms and I'll go grab him to go over it all and bring him in here' like whaaaAAAAAAA a doctor immediately admitting they don't know the answers so they're gonna get someone who does? RIGHT THEN AND THERE? insanity. bizarro world. it shouldn't feel that way, but unfortunately, it does. still, I was thrilled by this lmao we finished with my story and symptoms and meds, she did a typical neuro exam, then went and grabbed him. he came in, was really nice, holy shit intelligent, and yeah, an expert in IIH. he spent 35 minutes in the room with me, the other doctor, and my mom was on the phone basically he said 'yeah babe you've got IIH let's diagnose and fix ya' (but more professionally). I do have to get the LP because just in case it isn't IIH, which it totally is because I have almost every single symptom and he agrees, but he said he'd treat my migraines regardless. probably botox injections every three months, which are incredibly helpful for migraines from what I've heard my shitty ass neurologist was titrating me up on the med that helps IIH but I didn't take the higher dose in the morning mostly because 1. the scary ass MRI report about significantly decreased spinal fluid (neurosurgeon was like yeah ok but not really you're fine) 2. if I'm gonna get an LP, do I want to go up on the med that has already given me relief and get like a false normal reading? he said 'you're very intelligent' sksksksk and preferably he'd like to do LPs before the med for that reason, but I'm on such a low dose it should still read high regardless as far as brain surgery goes! the first doctor I met literally blinked and reared back when I said my neurosurgeon said I gotta get a shunt in my brain cause it's the only treatment for IIH she said no????? we have so many more things we could try first and you are SO YOUNG. so apparently shunts are life-long. I thought they could come out if there was no need for them anymore, but guess not. she said that they get infected, they break, they need replaced, they don't last long (eight years on average for adults but that's average. brain surgery over and over again is a Scary Thought) the other doctor said the exact same thing. they're like some people just need LPs regularly (1x a year, 4x a year), some are good on low doses of the med, some are good on extremely high doses. IIH is a finicky bitch and affects everyone in wildly different ways. he said he can't say I'll never need a shunt, but definitely not right now I told them 'yeah I was kind of hoping more weight loss and a higher dosage could be tried first???' and they both said YES so brain surgery is off the table and I'm kind of mad at my neurosurgeon for scaring the shit out of me lmao I told my mom I wonder if he said it as a dramatic fear tactic to make me get the LP and then would've been like 'oh nah you don't need surgery' after but 😒 fucking doctors this dr I will be seeing now complimented me numerous times. like what. that's new too. me knowing anything about the condition I have was intimidating to my neurologists, which is super hilarious and depressing looking back. he liked that I did tho. he said it was smart

to look for an emergency ophthalmologist when my eyes went batshit and to do it again or go to the ER if they do it again lmao but he said the fact that there's no swelling on my optic nerves yet means I'm probably not at risk of going blind anytime soon I have tons of visual disturbances which is exhausting and stressful, but as long as I am vigilant about the warning signs and get this LP and maintain a dosage of the med that makes the symptoms better, I should be ok that way? god hopefully. the alternative is terrifying I may also just have these symptoms forever. a lot of times this shit never goes away, which is also terrifying and I can't live like this for the rest of my life even if there's slight improvement. so I just have to hope this plan works for me anyway so I wasn't even halfway through writing this and had planned to complain that medical offices are still gonna medical office b/c I haven't been called about scheduling the LP or any other referrals he put in when they called me to schedule the LP lol now it's scheduled and I'm gonna have a cry after this they said I might not be able to do conscious sedation, which is weird b/c two neurologists said that'd be fine, but I literally have no idea how I am possibly going to get through it without any aid. you have to relax so they can do it properly or they won't be able to and I will absolutely not be able to relax. I have severe medical trauma and have worked up so much fear over this procedure that??? there's just no way. they asked if I could take an ativan beforehand since I'm on it already and I'm like buddy I've been on it so long it does not do what you want it to do anymore lmao so yeah. no idea how I'm going to avoid a panic attack because of IVs first, getting into the CT room, The Procedure. like good fucking luck to y'all and to me x_x sorry for rambling. I'm so fucking tired and my head is getting bad again. I had a brief respite of not feeling like I'm dying constantly but it's coming back now. super scared I'll be in a 'respite' period in a month, when the procedure is, which would mean a lower pressure reading. please cross your fingers for me weird to hope I'll be in incredible agony that day but I do hope so lol this is the most positive this experience has been with doctors and a plan moving forward. and he did say he'd treat me anyway if the pressure is normal because I have migraines regardless. so some tiny glimmer of hope I never ever trust first impressions with doctors anymore after the last two years of my life, but I hope this works out. donno what I'll do if it doesn't thanks for listening. love you all so much and I hope you're well. take care <3

#personal #vtforpedro personal #medical #le sigh #still kind of feel like the LP is going to kill me and I think only being unalive or safely recovered is gonna make me feel better :P #it's in a month!#time to get my second booster aka fourth dose of this fuckin vaccine #but i'll feel miles better having it settled in my immune system before I have a procedure in the hospital hnnnn

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ratherbefangirling · 3 years ago

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My nickname is CR and I'm 24! I work in marketing and currently getting my master degreen. I'm an infp, I'm pretty much a homebody but I enjoy going out for dinner & drinks with my friend time to time. I'm not really an active person but I'd go running with my dog if I got time. My dog name's zimba, I just love her so much🥺

I would say I'm funny but my rbf and my nonchalant attitude said otherwise, I love making new friends but I hate small talks so I'm quiet 99% of the time. I love baking and walking in silence (it's calming). I wish i could bake more often these days (but what can a corporate slave do *sigh*). I don't think I have hobbies these days but I tend to get fixiated on something and leave them. Last month was candle making and this month was bead bracelet making (i got some leftover beads from last year because i decided to make army x bts bracelet like hobi looolll).

My love language is act of service & gifts! I don't think i'm a very romantic person, so I guess my type would be someone romantic but not too romantic (lol). Probably just someone who's considerate and funny, also the outgoing one out of the two of us but also okay with me not being so outgoing because my social battery ran out pretty quick (now this is why i don't have bf sksksksk)

I hope that's enough and sorry if it's too long. I don't know what to say because i'm sooo boring irl lol. Thank you in advance if you ended up writing my ship, I read your works and it's sooo lovely. Have a great day!!!💗💗💗

Hi CR

I can see why you'd be Yoonjin person. And really there's nothing boring about you. You live a decent life and the amount of things you try (other than stanning bangtan which by itself is a full time gig ) is a lot more than so many people I know who don't even think about trying. I'm glad you like my writing :). Hope you enjoy your ship.

The person I ship you with is Taehyung.

It was just another day of your ordinary life when you met Kim Taehyung. You had been running with your dog Zimba enjoying the lovely weather, you had stopped to take a water break when Zimba got distracted and ran towards another dog.

You rushed before Zimba got you into trouble.

"I'm sorry." You apologise holding her leash.

"It's fine my Tannie is so cute that a lot of dogs like playing with him." That or a lot of people let their dogs free so they could chat with the handsome owner.

"He is adorable." You say.

"Nice bracelet." He comments at the result of your obsession that ended last month.

"Thanks it's not that tough to make. Candles on the other hand are painful." You say. You do not know what caused you to overshare. Probably his cute face.

You both went your way except that he took the same path as you and that rang alarm bells in your head. You calmed yourself it must be a coincidence. He probably lived nearby.

You weren't expecting the nearby to be literally next door.

Soon enough you had formed a deep friendship as you both took your respective dogs to run often together. Bonding over the love of art and pets.

That was how one evening you found yourself outside Taehyung's door unsure and contemplating whether should you knock or not. Before you could knock Taehyung opened the door.

He raised his eyebrow in question.

"Um.. I was thinking of trying acrylic pour art and I know you have more experience painting so.. I was thinking if.. uh.. you would like to join me ?"

"Of course." He replies beaming.

And that is the first of your many hangouts and unofficial dates until finally three months later he asks you to be his girlfriend.

#bts fanfic #bts x reader #bts au #bts x oc #kim taehyung #taehyung x reader #taehyung x oc #taehyung fluff #bts ships #bts ship game #bts ship game 2.0

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ceo-of-daichi · 4 years ago

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just saw an ask & reply about clothed sex where you're wearing one of the boys' jerseys and now i can't stop thinking about riding daichi with his jersey on and he has one hand shoved up the shirt, playing with your tit, and his other hand holding your waist or rubbing your thigh UGH 🥵🥵🥵 🪦 rip me. whY DOES HE TAKE UP SO MUCH MENTAL SPACE and why am i so h-word THERE IS LITERALLY NO NEED

Oh Kat🥵🥵🥵 oh god🤤🤤 Okay well for a start i am already verryyyyy h-word right now. Just written possibly the spiciest drabble i have ever done for Daichi’s birthday event and i can’t wait for you guys to read it!! But omfg.... i’m sorry if this is awful i used all my horny braincells earlier👀😳

The last thing Daichi expected to see when he opened the door to your bedroom was you flexing in the mirror in only his volleyball jersey and a pair of panties. He didn’t realise how much it had turned him on until he felt the strain in his jeans and came to the conclusion he had been staring at you for at least 5 minutes. Luckily you hadn’t noticed him. This is how you ended up bouncing up and down on his thick cock as he gripped your thigh tightly, showering you in praise. ‘You look so pretty... being stuffed full of my cock while wearing my jersey.’ He growled as he pushed his hand under the loose item of clothing to grope your sensitive breasts, pinching your nipple slightly between his fingers. You let out a lewd moan as he continued his ministrations. His jersey barely stayed on your small frame as you continued to fuck yourself on his cock, moaning and mewling above him. ‘Cum for daddy princess... I know you are close’ he cooed at you softly. As you came undone around him you couldn’t help but be glad for his jersey...

A/N ~ This is probably so bad, its 1am and i am all out of being able to write horny today SKSKSKSK so i apologise lmao

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ssscentral · 3 years ago

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Traveller

Summary : Jung Hoseok loves you, regardless of what universe you’re in and he’s going to make sure to find you no matter what. Good thing you feel the same.

Pairing : Dimension Traveller!Jung Hoseok x Dimension Traveller!Reader

Genre : Fluff, Established Relationship!Au, Sci-Fi, Fantasy!Au, College!Au

Rating : PG13

Warnings : Swearing

Wc : 4.7k

Member : Hoebii || @hoebii

A/N : First of all, thank you @eatjeanjin and @kerikaaria for being my amazing betas! You’re what made this story even readable ukfhgj Second, HAPPY BIRTHDAY @moccahobi!!! ILYSM HOPE YOU HAVE A BLAST TODAY BB <3 I hope you like this fic, I literally crammed 12 prompts into this fic and made this hot mess in a few hours lmao so hope this isn’t too hard to read sksksksk. Love you lots Lil bean, happy birthday and thank you for existing, you’re such a precious bb, always there for everyone. You deserve the world, love <33 Also the time stamp for the text isn’t canon, so ignore the time!

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“You will be transported to a new dimension after spending one month in each of them for this experiment,” the animated voice crackled from the speakers. “The inhabitants in those universes will already have memories of you to help you blend in easily. You are to live a normal life during these experiments while making sure not to disclose your true identities for that may cause unnecessary complications.”

The voice kept going on about the experiment that you no longer had any interest in after the first few minutes. You fiddled with the necklace around your neck in boredom while you waited for the meeting to be adjourned. This wasn’t the first time you were going to travel between dimensions and you were sure it wouldn’t be the last, so having to sit through the same briefing over and over again felt completely useless and a waste of time.

The only reason you even attended these were to get your files for the potential dimensions you may get sent to. The management really needed to get their shit in control and stop sending you to these places with little to no information.

You understood that these experiments were to test out the stability and how each universe was doing after being created but it made no sense for the management to send out travellers blindly like they do, they could at least provide you with a little backstory for your character rather than a list of ’potential’ places. Even those weren’t certain and that made no sense! For an organisation that thrived to keep peace and regulation of all dimensions, their system was chaotic as fuck.

You only came out of your thoughts when you felt someone nudge your leg under the table. Glancing up from your necklace, your eyes met that of a cheeky looking Hoseok who was now pushing a little harder against your leg, now that he had your attention.

‘Hi,’ he mouthed happily only for you to answer with a raised eyebrow. ‘I miss you,’ he mouthed again, jutting his lower lip out in a pout. You snorted at his antics, coughing to hide your smile when the sound caught the attention of those around you.

It was only when they shifted their attention back to the screen at the end of the room to continue with the briefing that was ongoing, did you finally look back at Hoseok. Rolling your eyes, you grabbed a pen and tore a paper from the diary they provided for the meeting before hastily scribbling down something and sliding it to the man sitting in front of you.

‘We’re literally sitting in front of each other.’

Hoseok picked up the paper and quickly read the content on it before grabbing his own pen to write his answer down and passing it back to you.

‘But I can’t hold your hand right now :(‘

You bit your lip to stop the smile that was fighting to shine through when you saw his adorable handwriting under yours. How someone could be as endearing as Hoseok was beyond you, but you loved that about him.

Wordlessly, you pretended to pay attention to the briefing once more while you slid your hand towards Hoseok to let him hold your hand. You could feel the way his smile brightened when his fingers intertwined with yours, squeezing it gently.

You shook your head as you bit your lips harder to fight the smile that was now on your face when you squeezed his hand back.

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Walking out of the conference room, your hand was still engulfed by Hoseok’s bigger one. Your face was flushed in embarrassment as you walked out. It wasn’t because you were holding his hand, but rather the fact that he never let go after the meeting was over. So you had to walk from your seat to the end of the table with the said furniture in the middle of you as you walked.

“If I didn’t love you as much as I do, I would’ve kicked your ass by now, just so you know,” you grumbled as you walked down the corridor towards your shared room.

Hoseok laughed, his grip around your hand tightening as he bumped his shoulder with yours. “Good thing you love me then! It would be a nightmare to jump between dimensions with you otherwise.”

“Who said it’s still not a nightmare to have you as my partner?”

“Don’t be rude.”

“Make me,” you teased before quickly freeing your hand from his and running towards your destination.

“Come back here!”

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It was the day of action, as you liked to call it, the day when you were supposed to start experiments.

“You ready?” Hoseok asked as he came to join you in the transport chamber.

“Ready as I’ll ever be.”

“Promise to find each other no matter what?” he asked while putting his pinky finger out, smiling at you.

You laughed as you wrapped yours around his. “Of course.”

“I’ll see you around then.”

You only hummed in agreement before pressing the power button on the transport bracelet and the world went dark.

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You woke up to the blaring alarm of your phone, blindly looking for the device to turn the godforsaken sound off. When you failed to find it, you pushed yourself up from your bed to scan the area, getting more irked the longer the sound went on.

Finally, your eyes landed on the black vibrating phone on the ground and you had half a mind to just stomp on the damn thing and break it. Picking it up, you harshly tapped on the stop button and sighed when the apartment went quiet, closing your eyes to bask in the peace.

Wait. Apartment?

Your eyes shot open again as you examined your surroundings, trying to decipher which universe you were in currently. The place seemed like any other average looking apartment in a bustling city. You unlocked your phone when you felt it vibrate in your hand, realising it was a text from someone saved as ‘Chicky Chimmy’.

Opening the conversation, your confusion only grew at the text.

“I’m a student, huh?” You pondered as you grabbed a random outfit for the day along with what you assumed to be your books on the reading table in your room. You then proceeded to head down and out of your apartment. “Could’ve been worse.”

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Stepping out of the elevator, you saw your… friend impatiently leaning against his car looking at you with displeasure all over his face. You gave him a sheepish smile as you approached him, praying to whatever higher power that he says his name for one reason or another. From the previous conversations you had after taking some time to go through your phone, the two of you were supposed to be best friends so you weren’t in a position to ask his name.

“Y/N our class starts in 30 minutes and it takes 30 minutes to get there!”

“Hehe?”

He faced palm, moving to go around to the driver's seat. “Just get your cute butt inside.”

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The moment Chimmy parked his car inside the university, he dashed out of the car with you close behind, panicking about how mad the professor was going to be for being late.

You almost bumped into him when he stopped in front of a classroom, shooting you a nervous glance before slowly stepping inside the class. The two of you couldn’t even get two steps in before the voice of the man teaching the class boomed across the room.

“Y/L/N Y/N and Park Jimin. Late again, I see?”

Again? How many times have we been late before? Jimin’s a cute name though, perfect for him. You smiled slightly at your thoughts before fixing your expression to be neutral before the professor could catch you.

“We’re so sorry professor! This will be the last time!” Jimin pleaded, fidgeting on his spot.

“That’s what you said last time, Mr. Park,” the professor replied, looking unamused.

“Pro-”

“I’m so sorry I’m late!” A new voice joins, the person who barged in after the two of you hunched over and panting from surely having run to class.

“Mr. Jung Hoseok, I did not expect such tardiness from you.”

Hoseok! You felt your heart rate kick up just at the mention of his name. It’s not often the higher ups make it easy to find your partner but it seemed that they were feeling courteous this time.

Hoseok’s eyes met yours and he flashed you a giant smile, one that had his eyes turning into crescents before looking back at the professor with a dashin smile. “I’m sorry sir, it surely won’t happen again.”

The professor sighed, rolling his eyes when he looked back at Jimin and you before muttering, “That’s what they always say.” Shaking his head, the professor gave a small nod. “Go to your seats and don’t be late again. Especially the two of you, Miss Y/L/N and Mr. Park.”

Jimin bowed before grabbing your hand and dragging you to the back of the room, taking a seat and patting the one beside him urgently. Glancing at Hoseok one last time, you sat beside Jimin.

You couldn’t help but pout at the sight of Hoseok sitting somewhere else and already interacting with the strangers around him as if he knew them for a long time. He was always a social butterfly but it was always shocking to see him get accustomed to new universes so easily.

“You look amazing today, just so you know,” Jimin whispered in your ear, his eyes trained on the board even as he spoke.

“Thanks.”

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It was lunch time and Jimin had basically dragged you to the cafe near the university, claiming that cheap and instant coffee was the only thing his body needed to go through the day.

“Coffee is great and all but you need actual food too, you know,” you nagged Jimin as he downed his second cup of coffee in one sitting.

Placing the brown coffee cup down, Jimin raised his index finger as if giving a speech. “People need a lot of things, doesn’t mean they have it though.”

You gave Jimin an unimpressed look. “Stop trying to be a philosopher and get some food in you, tiny.”

“I’m literally taller than you.”

“I will fight you, Park Jimin.”

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“I still don’t get why we need to do this,” you grumbled as you stretched your hands and legs.

“Because,” Jimin said, dribbling the orange basketball as he waited for you to finish. “Warming up is important before starting any exercise to decrease the chances of pulling a muscle or something.”

You snort at that, stretching one last time before dropping your hands. “You make it sound like I’m going to exercise.”

“Y/N we’re literally in PE class.”

“And?”

Jimin could only give you an unamused look before shaking his head in defeat, his newly dyed pink hair bouncing from his movement.

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You were sitting in the library surrounded by textbooks for the upcoming exam when you felt someone pull out the chair in front of you and take a seat. Paying them no mind, you continued drowning yourself with new information from the book when you felt someone nudge your leg under the table.

You glanced up from the textbook in front of you to see none other than Jung Hoseok sitting in front of you with a smile. Just before you could shoot him a smile and delve into a conversation, your brain reminded you of the fact that it had been a week since you came to this dimension and this the first time he tried to come talk to you after seeing each other in that one class on day one.

Scoffing, you looked back down at your book, ignoring the way he nudged your leg again to get your attention.

“Are you mad at me?” He finally asked when he realised that you were ignoring him.

“What do you think?”

“What did I dooooo?”

You slammed the pink covered book in your hand shut, looking him in the eye. “What did you do? Oh I don’t know, maybe because you basically ignored me for a week? Acted as if I don’t exist?”

Hoseok frowned, trying to take your hand in his but you moved away from him. “I’m sorry baby. I’ve just been so swamped with work. Did you know I’m the dance club leader and a part of the student council in this universe? I swear I would’ve come up to you earlier if I had the time!”

“I tried talking to you a few days back, you acted as if you didn’t even know me,” you replied, not being able to hide the hurt from your tone. “You didn’t seem busy then, you were just having lunch and laughing with your friends.”

“Baby…”

You sighed, pushing away the chair and standing up. “Forget it, I’ll see you around, Hoseok.” Collecting your books, you gave Hoseok one last look before walking away.

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You were currently playing with the dog Jimin recently adopted on his couch when he plopped down beside you with snacks. You had come over for movie night but now you were more interested in playing with his dog than the movie.

“So you going to tell me why the Jung Hoseok has been following you around like a lovesick puppy for the past week?”

“No, because there’s nothing to say,” you replied, not paying much attention due to the energetic puppy that was jumping about on your lap.

Jimin groaned, placing the bowl of snack down on the coffee table and then taking the chocolate coloured labrador puppy away from you - much to your protest. “Stop playing with Doggo and give me the tea!”

“I still can’t believe you named your dog Doggo.”

“That is not the main topic of this conversation and you know it!”

You sighed, rolling your eyes so hard that your head hurt a little. “There’s nothing to say, Hoseok and I talked in the library when I was studying for the test and then had a little argument and I left.”

Jimin scoffed, his lips pulling into a pout as he crossed his arms. “That’s the weakest tea I’ve ever gotten. Give me the details! Since when do you two know each other enough to be having ‘fights’?”

“I-” you stuttered, trying to come up with an excuse. “We don’t! He just approached me in the library and I found him really annoying.”

Jimin gave you a skeptical look. “Y/N… You’ve had a crush on him for like a year now. You find him annoying?”

“Yes?” You answered, though it sounded more like a question. “What do you want me to say something like ‘Oh we’re actually dimension travellers and know each other from before and this is all just an experiment? Don’t be ridiculous!” You rambled, laughing nervously when you realised that you had basically just exposed yourself.

“Huh?”

“Listen! I liked him but he’s actually annoying, so that’s over.”

“If you say so…” Jimin conceded hesitantly, still looking at you skeptically which now looked more concerned.

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You had successfully avoided Hoseok like the plague for almost the remainder of the time you had in this dimension. You knew what you were doing was petty and it really wasn’t his fault that he couldn’t come talk to you at first, but now you were in too deep to stop being petty. Not that it stopped Hoseok from trailing after you anytime he could, trying to get you to talk to him.

“Y/N, please stop!” You heard Hoseok call from behind you but you kept walking, ignoring him like you usually did. “Oh for fuck sake,” you heard him grumble before you felt someone grab you by your wrist and twirling you around for their lips to press against yours.

You were about to push them off when you realised that it was Hoseok who had kissed you, not a random person and you unconsciously melted into it. Your arms slithered around his neck to pull him closer as his hands wrapped around your waist to move closer to you too.

Breaking the kiss, Hoseok pressed his forehead against yours while looking you in the eyes. “It’s the last day here before we move on and who knows how long it’s going to take us to find each other there. Stop being mad, please?”

Not being able to help yourself, you placed a kiss on his nose, stepping away from him and smiling cheekily. “I’ll see you around, Hoseok.”

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“YOU KISSED HOSEOK IN FRONT OF THE WHOLE CORRIDOR! OH MY GOD I NEED THE DETAILS!” Jimin exclaimed when you met up with him after school. He was your ride home after all.

You only laughed, your face flushed in embarrassment. “Uh huh, how about I tell you all about it tomorrow?”

“Promise?” He asked, looking at you in disappointment that he couldn’t get you to tell him everything right then.

You shook your head, looking away from him. “We’ll see.”

No point in making a promise that you knew you couldn’t keep it. You were going to leave tonight, who knows if you’ll ever come back here or if he would ever remember you once you left.

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The next time you opened your eyes, you were underwater. At first, panic took over you from the possibility of you drowning. But when you opened your mouth, rather than feeling the water rushing in and suffocating you, you found out that you were completely fine.

“Huh?” You blurted out Your eyes widened when you realised that you could hear yourself clearly underwater too. Looking around, your eyes zeroed in on the shimmering tail that began from your waist down. “HUH?!”

You looked around only to see nothing but water, a few fish swam by you but that was about it. It wasn’t your first time in a fairytale universe but it was your first time being a mermaid. You wondered if Hoseok got transformed into some sort of mythical creature like you too.

“Oh well, I hope he’s safe.”

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You didn’t know how much time passed but you were still blindly swimming around trying to find out where to go. You had breached the water at one point and sat on some rocks by a beach in true fairytale mermaid fashion but even then you found nothing of interest. You did get to sit and watch the clear blue waves peacefully for a while but that got boring after some time, too.

“I never thought I’d miss wearing sandals but here I am,” you sighed to yourself before jumping back into the water.

You were just about ready to give up and just sit on the sea bed when you saw a cave underwater. You couldn’t help but snort at how similar this felt to the fairytale ‘Little Mermaid’ you used to read when you were younger. All you needed was some evil old witch to be residing in there and a prince charming to drown some time soon so you could save him and lose your voice.

Having nothing better to do, you began swimming down to the cave to explore it when you felt someone grab you and drag you away from the cave entrance urgently.

“What the fuck? What are you doing, let me go!” You exclaimed as you tried to wiggle free from your captor.

“Stop struggling, you’re going to get us caught by the hag!” A deep voice harshly whispered in your ear.

The mention of a hag had you stop struggling. “Caught by the what now?”

You felt your captor loosen their grip around you, giving you the perfect chance to move away from them. You turned to come face to face with a beautiful man… er merman?

“The hag? Evil sea witch out to get merfolks?” the man asked, looking at you incredulously at the fact that you seemingly had no idea as to who the hag was. “Are you new here? I haven’t seen you before.”

“I guess you could say that. I’ve been swimming for ages now and you’re the first creature I found,” you explained.

The man hummed, tapping his lips as he scanned you over before breaking out into a large boxy smile. “Well then, nice to meet you! I’m Taehyung, what’s your name?”

“Y/N.”

Taehyung gasped when he heard your name. “Y/N? As in Y/L/N Y/N?”

“Why do you know my name?” You asked cautiously. Fuck, were you supposed to know who he was? If that was the case then why were you transported away from them, also he didn’t seem to know you before you introduced yourself.

“Princess! Welcome!”

Excuse me, WHAT?! You choked on nothing. “Who?”

“You! Princess! Welcome!”

When you were thinking about this universe being a knock-off ‘Little Mermaid’ universe, you didn’t think that would be the right assumption.

Not knowing how to act, you shot Taehyung an awkward smile, waving a little. “Thank you?”

“You have to meet the others! Let’s go, princess!” Taehyung exclaimed excitedly before grabbing your hand and swimming away from the cave.

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After Taehyung had brought you to others, you met 5 other mermen - each almost unimaginably beautiful. It was a pleasant surprise to see this dimension’s Jimin, he was just as sweet and excitable as the one before.

After the initial meet-up, you got to know that you were indeed the daughter of Triton - something that had you laughing at the absurdity for a good five minutes much to the confusion of others - and you were supposed to be visiting ‘your kingdom’ to get acquainted with everyone before your coronation and living here.

As Taehyung had escorted you to your room, you had joked that all you needed was a handsome man to drown so you could save him. Which, in hindsight may have been a very weird thing to say from the look Taehyung gave you.

Currently, you were exploring the kingdom, asking people if they knew of anyone by the name Hoseok, only to end up with no clue as to where he might be. No one had any idea about Jung Hoseok and you were getting worried about not managing to find him.

Lost in your thoughts, you didn’t realise that you had left the premises of the city and wandered away. You stopped in your tracks when a giant shadow moved above you, completely leaving you in the dark.

You looked up to see what blocked the sun when you realised you were directly underneath two ships, the sound of fighting barely audible under the water but present nevertheless. Curiosity getting the best of you, you cautiously swam up to peak above at what was going on, only to find that a full on war was ongoing between the two ships.

“Damn, am I in a Grimm Brothers Fairytale or the Pirates of The Caribbean movie right now?”

You didn’t have much time to ponder, however, because you noticed someone eerily similar to Hoseok going overboard and you dove underwater for him.

“I swear if that’s actually Hoseok, I’m going to lose my mind.”

Catching the sinking body, you almost wanted to let him go so you could swim over and slam your head against a rock when you realised, it was indeed Hoseok.

Muttering a few curses under your breath, you proceeded to drag Hoseok towards the beach close by to make sure he didn’t drown before you could give him a piece of your mind.

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Hoseok sat up abruptly, his nose, throat and eyes burning as he coughed violently. “Mother of bitch, that’s salty,” he spoke, his voice hoarse from almost drowning.

“Of course it is! What were you doing on a pirate ship?!” You exclaimed, hitting his thigh with your palm.

“Y/N?” He asked, his eyes widening when he realised that it was you in front of him.

“The one and only.”

“Oh thank goodness you’re alright!” Hoseok exclaimed, pulling you to his chest and resting his head on top of yours after placing a kiss there.

“You didn’t answer my question,” you said, your voice muffled by his chest from the way he held you close.

“Hm? What was your question?” He asked, letting you go to face you properly.

“What were you doing on a pirate ship?”

“Ah! I’m the captain!”

“What? Why don’t I get to be badass characters like you,” you whined looking away from him petulantly.

“You don’t need a character to be badass, you’re a natural one!” He happily answered, grabbing your chin to make you face him. “You look beautiful baby, but how’d you find me?”

“Are you telling me that you didn’t notice this huge ass tail I have?”

Looking down at your words, his eyes widened, voice rising in pitch with his excitement. “Oh my god you have a tail! You’re a mermaid!”

“Gee? Am I?! Wow Hoseok, thank you for enlightening me!” You mocked his excitement. You didn’t want to act so short with him but the adrenaline running through your body after basically finding the one you love drowning had your brain going haywire.

“Are you mad at me again?”

“I don’t know, Hoseok. Am I?”

“You know I don’t choose the roles I get!”

You sighed, feeling guilty for the way you acted towards him. “I know, it’s just. At first I couldn’t find you anywhere and when I did, you were drowning and it just fucked me up. I know I was joking about how I’m Ariel from Little Mermaid and I need to save a drowning prince but this was not what I was expecting.”

Understanding as ever, Hoseok gave you a sad smile before pulling you back into his embrace again, running his hand through your hair in the way he knew you loved. “It’s okay, I understand. I’d be worried too if I were you, just don’t be mad at me, you know I hate it when you’re mad at me.”

“‘M sorry.”

“Can I have a kiss?” he asked after the two of you basked in each other’s warmth for a moment.

You pulled back from him, scrunching your nose at him, feeling shy when you noticed how intensely he was looking at you. Grabbing the collar of the shirt he was wearing, you pulled him down for a kiss, pouring out all your emotions into it - from how much you cared for him to how sorry you were for the way you acted. You hoped that he would understand.

Hoseok kissed you back with just as much emotion, pulling you close and smiling into the kiss. Breaking away from it, he gave you a blinding smile, one that had your heart melting like butter.

“I love you,” you whispered, afraid that speaking any louder would make you break from all the emotions that were rushing through your heart.

“I love you too. I need to go now, can see my ship coming towards us.”

You nodded, not really processing his words, too busy staring at his gorgeous face. Hoseok realised the fact you didn’t pay attention to his words, making him smile wider. Waving a hand in front of your face, Hoseok chuckled when you seemed as if just coming out of a trance.

“Did you hear anything I just said?”

“Not really,” you shrugged.

Hoseok threw his head back in laughter. “I said, I can see my ship coming towards us as we speak so I reckon it’s time to leave, baby. I’ll make sure to come visit you here as much as I can in the time we’re here.”

“Promise?” You asked, offering your pinky to him as you looked at him through your lashes.

“Promise,” Hoseok answered, wrapping his finger around yours, giving you one last smile as he stood back up.

“I’ll see you around, alright?”

“I’ll see you around.”

With that you swam back to the sea, waiting just out of sight to make sure that Hoseok was okay before actually leaving.

You might travel to various places with no certainty of what you may face but one thing was for sure, you’d always find your way to Hoseok.

#jung hoseok x reader #j-hope x reader #jung hoseok fluff #j-hope fluff #bts jung hoseok x reader #bts j-hope x reader #thebtswritersclub #bangtaninn #castlebangtan #bts!au #bts fluff #jhs fluff

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oscar-lettjohanssonloveme · 4 years ago

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Sleepless (Miss Venable x reader)

Good evening my dear friends (idk about the time where u live, but in germany its 11 pm) :D This is random and kinda short, but you know, i wrote on mr. sandman pt. 2 today (which is really angsty) and I just wanted some fluffy thing so i wrote this sksksksk

sorry for my english.. ..yk, googletranslate the love of my life :3

summary: u cant sleep, and thats why you wake up ur gf

warnings: nothing i guess?

It wasn't unusual if you couldn't sleep at night. You weren't a person who needed a lot of sleep. Usually you just lay there and watch your girlfriend sleep. Mina was actually a very strict and disciplined woman and that you could watch her sleep was a privilege.

It was currently 2 a.m. From outside the rain pelted against the window pane of your bedroom, while the bright full moon lit the room pleasantly and you could watch the face of your sleeping girlfriend. And Mina could say what she wanted, but she just looked cute when she slept.

As so often, you braided the few locks of hair that were messy on her pillow and you knew she would probably be upset about it the next morning. Not because her hair would be even more messy than it was every morning anyway, but simply because then she would know that you hadn't slept again.

And while you were playing with her hair that night and watching her face twitch in her sleep because of what she was dreaming, you noticed that it was still not enough. You wanted to see her beautiful eyes, hear her voice, you just wanted her attention. And that's why you decided to wake her up.

"Mina?" You whispered softly, examining her face for any reaction, but nothing happened.

"Baby .." you begged a little louder again.

This time Mina hummed in agreement, still with her eyes closed, but better than nothing.

"Could you wake up for me, please? I'm bored .." you mumbled and put your hand on her cheek to use your thumb to smooth her pale skin. And a few seconds later your girlfriend finally opened her eyes to stare at you tiredly and frowning.

"What time is it?" She asked in a thick voice and grabbed your hand, which was on her cheek.

"2 a.m.."

"And how long have you been up?"

"For an hour? I don't know ..", you muttered and watched Mina roll over on her back and rub her eyes with both hands.

"You should drink less coffee, princess ..", she finally said and of course she couldn't see how you rolled your eyes.

"So what do we do now?" She asked as she turned back to you.

You shrugged your shoulders.

"I don't know .. tell me something beautiful.."

"And what?"

"Its your decision, be creative", you replied just before you turned around to turn on the bedside lamp.

"Oh come on ..", Mina grumbled reluctantly and you had to grin when you saw her screw up her eyes against the light.

"I can tell you about the book I'm reading now .."

"Isn't that some medieval novel in which a lot of people are brutally murdered..?" You asked with a frown.

Mina hummed in agreement as she began to comb through your hair with her fingers.

"And it's really good .."

"But that's not beautiful ..".

"Then let me think for a moment ..", Mina sighed and actually seemed to be thinking hard about what she could tell you. And again you couldn't help but find her incredibly cute when she stared intently into your eyes and chewed on her lower lip.

"So .." she finally started and you had to smile.

"So?" You repeated.

"I have no idea if that's what you think of as something 'beautiful', but did I tell you about how I fell in love with my doctor when I was 16?" She asked with a wry smile and you shook quickly the head.

"No, but I want to hear it .."

"Well ..", she started and pulled the covers a little further over her shoulders. "As you know, I have been to various doctors because of my scoliosis and when I was 16, I got a new doctor and she was really hot .."

"Is that a kink?" You asked with a grin and she rolled her eyes.

"That's ridiculous .. I think I just liked her because she was the first doctor who was nice to me .." Mina explained and looked at you thoughtfully.

"Define 'nice"

"Well, she asked, if she hurts me when she examined me or something like that.."

"But that's more sad than beautiful .." you moaned and started to play with the hem of your duvet.

"As I said, she also looked good .." Mina added and you had to laugh.

"Nice and good-looking? You don't have many expectations, Mina .."

"Oh wow .." she muttered disapprovingly.

"You wanted me to tell you something beautiful and thats it .."

"Thats it? That wasn't that beautiful now .." you said and looked at her disappointed. Mina just sighed and closed her eyes again.

"It's two o'clock in the morning, you can't expect much from me. And if you didn't like it, then you can tell me something beautiful ..", she mumbled and you could hear her voice getting low at the end of the sentence and she was probably falling asleep again.

"But I wanted to hear your voice .." you pleaded as you grabbed her hand to intertwine your fingers with hers.

"Can you sing or something?"

"Princess, I would do anything for you, but singing is definitely not one of them ..", Mina, who had opened her eyes again, said and tried to suppress her grin.

"Hmm .." you thought and looked at her thoughtfully.

"You could also let me braid your hair, then you would have curls tomorrow .."

"But I never wear curls."

"But it would look cute .." you said, cocking your head.

"Okay ..", your girlfriend finally sighed before she sat up and you could climb behind her.

"Well ..", you started with a satisfied smile on your face as Mina sat between your legs.

"Can you get the hairbrush? If so, please give it to me ..".

Mina hummed in agreement and grabbed the brush that was lying on her dessert while you gathered her red hair in your hands to place it behind her shoulders. Mina handed you the black hairbrush and you started combing softly through her long hair. For a moment there was silence between the two of you, and while you focused on not hurting her in any way, you were afraid that she might fall asleep again. You suddenly felt bad about waking her up. Mina would never be angry with you about it, but it was somehow selfish of you to disturb her sleep just because you hadn't been able to sleep.

"It's getting more and more common, don't you agree?", Mina suddenly asked and refuted your fear that she had fallen asleep.

"What do you mean?", You replied confused when you started to divide her hair into three equal strands.

"I wake up more often in the morning with braided locks in my hair ..".

"If it bothers you, I can do something else to pass the time at night ..".

"How about sleeping?" Mina interjected.

"Not funny .." you growled and started to braid her hair.

"Is it a physical or a psychological problem that you cannot sleep? Maybe you should see a doctor ...".

"I dont know ..", you muttered. "There are just so many thoughts in my head that scream to be thought through to the end .."

"What thoughts?" Mina asked and you could hear the concern in her voice.

"No bad thoughts .." you said quickly.

"Just so many ideas that I have. And I'm afraid that I will forget them when I sleep and that's why I think about them at night ..".

"Okay .." Mina said quietly.

"You could just write these ideas down and think about them the next day .."

"Maybe that's not a bad idea .." you muttered as you pulled the elastic off the stalk of the hairbrush and wrapped it around the end of the pigtail.

"Or it is really because you're drinking too much coffee .." she teased you.

"It's unfair, you drink a lot more coffee than I do .." you moaned.

You leaned over to place the brush back on the bedside table, before climbing back onto your side of the bed and curling up in her blanket.

"You look beautiful ..", you muttered unintentionally when you looked into the tired face of your girlfriend, who now had a plait on her shoulder and was looking down at you lovingly.

"Do you think you can sleep again now or do you want to do something else?", She asked, as she lay down again and pulled your body to her chest.

"I think it's enough .." you replied and stretched your arm around the blanket to wrap Mina as well, while she leaned over you to turn off the light.

"Thank you .." you whispered in the dark against the fabric of her nightgown.

"You don't have to say thank you, Princess .. I actually didn't do anything ..", Mina mumbled and put her chin on your head.

"That's not true, you were awake and I was allowed to braid your hair .."

You heard Mina laugh softly and put a kiss on your hair.

"I love you, princess ..".

"I love you too honey.." you replied.

"Oh and by the way, do you think I'm nice and good looking too?"

"Oh shut up and sleep, you little dork ..", Mina growled against your hair and you had to giggle.

"Or I'll show you how good looking I think you are .."

#wilhemina venable x reader #wilhemina venable #sarah paulson x reader #wilhemima venable imagine #american horror story

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sluttyminghao · 4 years ago

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heyyyyyy bestieeee #12 “I’m going to fucking ruin you.” for jun and vernon pls (with reader sksksksk) - @junsol

#12: “I’m going to fucking ruin you.”

Vernon had you pinned to the bed, his eyes gazing deeply into your own and a small scowl present on his face. “You had to do that during an important dinner, didn't you? I had to walk around with a massive erection because of you!” His face seemed like he was angry, but you could tell his intentions were more driven with lust than anger.

He pressed his erection into your thigh, letting you feel the full extent of his excitement and a smirk crossed your face. “Junhui told me to, it wasn't my idea,” you barked back, a small whimper leaving your lips not long after when Vernon slapped the inside of your thigh.

“Of course it was him, you two love to tease me to no end, don't you?” He replied, his hands tightening against your hands as he pressed you further into the mattress. “We do, but we know you love it,” Junhui’s voice sounded from the other side of the room, before crossing it quickly and sitting beside you.

Junhui ripped your shirt open, exposing your chest to the both of them to which they groaned in excitement. “So pretty...” Junhui moaned, letting his lips move up and down your chest with soft kisses. Vernon removed your pants in one swift movement, his hands finally moving from your wrists to spread your legs open.

With two pairs of eyes on you, you felt even more exposed than normal, which made your face heat up in embarrassment. “Aw is someone all shy on us now? Even after you've teased us both incessantly over the last few weeks? We should be punishing you for all you did.” They smirked at your reaction, and could only groan when you spread your legs wider.

“Well? Are you gonna fuck me or what? Because if you're not, I'm sure Mingyu will, he seems to have a thing for me.” You suggested, letting the words sink into their minds before their eyes turned even darker, holding you down on the bed even further and restricting all movement.

“I’m going to fucking ruin you,” was all that Vernon had said to you through gritted teeth before you were thrown into complete bliss, and Junhui teasing you didn't help much either.

PROMPT GAME OPEN!

#kpop #kpop smut #kpop scenario #seventeen #seventeen smut #seventeen scenario #junhui #junhui smut #vernon #vernon smut

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fumiyoakechi · 4 years ago

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Do you have headcanons for ShuAke/AkeShu?

Hello thank you for asking and I am very sorry for late reply! I haven't really gotten time to open tumblr... I am really happy someone asked ! I do actually have but it's a little embarassing sjskskkskjg I'm sorry if this is bad .. 😭😭😭😭

This might contain slight Royal spoiler so please beware!

My HC for them is

Goro :

likes to tease Akiren

Has a soft spot for Akiren

Is reluctant to talk about feelings

I REALLY love the idea of Akiren giving him his fake glasses to Akechi in the future where they have to be apart (ex. Before Akiren goes back to his hometown)

Wears his glasses during ... rehabilitation...? Redemption arc?? Please ATLUS let p5ag be persona 5 akechi goro

Actually likes sweets but doesn't admit it. He says ohhh despite my looookk i dont like sweet but actually enjoys them.

(Not really a HC!) bad at cooking and doesn't really want to try. He doesn't want to admit tho.

Loves challenging Akiren to any game or anything

Get worried pretty easily but doesn't show it (he try to trust them they can do it themselves.)

His detective habits still remains (analyzing things, getting lost in thought, noticing things)

(Not really a HC too!) Hates roller coaster. He would try to not scream but fail miserably.

Still likes getting praised sksksksks

Baffled when Akiren teases back

(Also not really a HC) Likes how Akiren can keep his distance sometimes.

During interrogation room scene, I feel like he tried to force "triumphant" "I won" "a step closer to my goal" feeling, where he actually feels remorseful for why things has to go this way, since Akiren is literally his very first friend and rival. He wanted to do another fair match instead ending things like this. (Glove scene)

Actually more to dog person.

This is so random but i HC Akechi to atleast know a little bit of Judo.

Will try to eat spicy food but won't hold after third bite aksjsskalxdbfme

Music instrument HC, can play a little bit of Violin.

Akiren :

LOVES being challenged by Goro (also loves challenging him!)

Is embarassed when being teased

But oh, boi, he WILL tease him back 😏

Can cook!! For him!!

Very sharp, he picks on small things.

Holds on tight on Akechi's glove and necktie even tho they're married oh and the chess piece

Really cares about his friends.

During rank 8 scene (glove scene) i feel like he is shocked when Akechi said I hate you, but then later feels challenged (in rival way) after he gave the glove. I think he realized the circumstances are really .. not good between them in their current situation that time.

Sometimes just wanna drop with parachute and scream Marry me Goro Akechiiii iii i i i i i i

Actually like getting praised too.

A showoff. Jk

Sometimes have nightmare about engine room scene...

Smashed his fist harder during engine room scene

Harder

During 2/2 I'm pretty sure he is very shocked, and it pains him a lot. Cried during his sleep.

Enjoys cat memes and cat pictures.

Actually enjoys sweets but not as much as Akechi.

Likes spicy food (which makes Akechi cringe so hard)

Quite a big eater

Music instrument HC, can play piano and a bit of guitar.

Enjoy my silly little HC skwhkfjakf

I think I will add more If I remember.. Sorry it's quite messy and random😔

Thank you so much for reading and I hope everyone stay healthy and safe! 🙏

Happy 5/6!

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stefanswhcre · 4 years ago

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Stefan fucking you from the behind while you are on a call with Caroline headcanons

summary: Stefan’s horny after seeing you work on the dishes, and he doesn’t care that you are on a phone with Caroline.

genre: smut

warnings: smut, kinda dom!stefan, risky sex (the reader is on a call with caroline), unprotected sex, mentions of edging, choking, slight degradation, language, mentions of blood, implied smut again.

a/n: SKSKSKSK i had the idea to write this after i read my recently posted imagine. Do lol, I’m glad that I’m more active than before and I’m making new content often. But since my tenth is here I’m posting this shit to keep my blog alive. Bc then i have exams soon and I won’t be much active. So like have fun with this. And these may be the only imagines I post in a while and I’m so fucking sorry for that. Anyways, I hope yall like this and I’m sorry if this is terrible!!!

inspired by my imagine.

*gif not mine*

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Okay so like, you are working on your dishes, while also talking to Caroline on the phone.

She’s like busy ranting to you about her boyfriend Tyler, and how they’re always fighting and all.

You aren’t speaking much, letting her rant while you nod along to everything she says, and putting a little “he shouldn’t have done that,” randomly.

So like then, Stefan walks into the kitchen, wanting to take a blood bag from the refrigerator because he’s super hungry.

Then, his eyes wander off to your barely covered butt, and his mouth begins to water.

He has a flashback of last night and how he fucking ruined you.

And oh god, he’s horny again.

So he just walks up to you, puts his arms around your waist, caging you in them.

You smile as he leaves small kisses on your neck and jawline.

Because it looks so innocent right? It isn’t though.

His kissing turns into sucking, and you purse your lips together, to keep yourself from moaning in pleasure and risk Caroline hearing you both being horny.

Stefan’s hands start slipping upward to your chest, and unbuttoning your button up dress.

His other hand slips right under your dress, sliding off your panties down your legs, and you kick them off, leaving your pussy only being shielded by your too small dress.

You are letting out soft, inaudible gasps of pleasure, being too scared that the blonde over the phone would hear anything.

Then you hear the sound of a belt unbuckling, and you just know that Stefan is about to fuck you.

He dips in to fingers into your heat, checking how wet you are.

And oh god you are practically dripping on his fingers.

He smirks to himself, and then kisses your earlobe, teasing you even further.

“That wet huh? Looks like someone’s needy today,” he whispers in your ear.

You nod along to his words, you both knowing that you can never get enough of him.

“Well lucky for you, I’m super horny today,”

And then before you know it, his long, rock-hard dick is stuffed inside you, completely stretching you out.

You let out a throaty moan as he slides inside you, not being able to control your mouth.

It’s not your fault he’s so fucking big.

“Y/N? Are you okay?” Caroline asks.

“Yeah, yeah I am,” you answer her.

Oops.

Then Stefan takes your throat in his hands, knocking the air out of your lungs.

“One more noise, and I’m gonna fucking edge you. Got it?”

Oh god, you definitely do not want to get edged. Especially by Stefan.

This man has a fucking P.H.D in edging and you do not want to be his victim.

So you nod at his words, getting out a small “got it” out of your mouth.

He finally lets go of your throat and slowly starts thrusting into you.

You are letting out small whimpers and gasps filled with pleasure, as he has his face buried in your neck, letting out small groans and grunts along the way.

The dishes by now are long forgotten as you’ve already turned off the running tap.

“Tyler yelled at me,” Caroline complains.

You are planning to let out a small “mhm” at her words but then Stefan whispers a “don’t be rude. Just answer her doll,” in your ear.

And you both know that he’s not asking you to do it. He’s fucking ordering you.

And trust me on this one. You do not want to disobey Stefan Salvatore. Especially not when he’s horny and hungry.

So you open your mouth to answer her.

But then Stefan acts like a little asshole and starts rubbing your clit into figure eights.

“She’s waiting for you to say something Y/N,”

“Tha- That’s not very nice thing to do Care,” you reply, and then bite back a moan, when the tip of Stefan’s dick hits your G-spot.

“I know right!”

Soon enough, you start feeling closer to your orgasm.

And you know that Stefan knows this, since your walls are literally squeezing on his cock.

But he’s nowhere even near close.

Your pace is a lot faster than him.

“You gonna cum? You’re gonna fall apart on my cock? God you’re such a cumslut,”

you just let out short whines at his words, too hung up on the feeling you’re getting right now to respond to him with words.

He then pinches your clit, and that is what triggers your orgasm.

You grip the hand he has on your hips tightly, your nails digging into the flesh and drawing out blood.

Whispery moans are coming out of your mouth as your face upturns into a frown as you cum, his dick still moving in and out of your hole.

You are clenching hard on him, and it is now that he’s getting close to his own orgasm.

His thrusts get more and more faster, chasing his own high, and you feel nearing yourself a second orgasm. And it hasn’t even been five minutes since you last came.

“Ste- Stefan, oh my god! I’m gonna fucking cum again,” you yelp out in pleasure as his cock is repeatedly hitting your g-spot.

“Let’s come together,” he whispers in your ear, making you nod.

He finally spills inside you as you approach your second orgasm, and now he’s completely filling you up.

Stefan knows you’re about to expose yourself to Caroline, so he shuts you up by pulling you into a kiss and swallowing your moans.

And then soon enough, he pulls out of you, putting his pants back on, and helping you stay on your feet as you’re about to trip over the sink.

Stefan literally knows it’s his fault that you can’t even stand up on your own now, and he’s fucking proud of his achievements.

You smile up to him lazily, placing your lips on his and pecking them lightly.

“Oh baby, we’re not done yet,” he simply says before walking off and smirking at you.

And now, you just want more.

“Caroline, can I call you back later?”

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laceymorganwrites · 4 years ago

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Dämmerlicht - Satoru´s part

Word count: 3,880

Pairing: Satoru x reader

Warnings: implicit manga spoilers, I don´t spoil what happens directly but like the way Satoru behaves and such, swearing

A/N: I hate the ending, but we all know you´re not here for good writing sksksksk

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Taglist: @dixonsbugaboo @kenmasgameboy

Honestly Satoru didn´t even remember how he ended up at the Dämmerlicht. But that was just the magic about this place, it didn´t matter where you came from or where you were going.

It was a constant in his life that he didn´t want to miss.

He was used to taking only the side streets after a mission, especially after a shitty one like this.

Satoru didn´t want to be seen by anyone, he just wanted to be left alone and go home. Usually he didn´t get lost, after all he knew the city better than most people, hell he knew it better than anyone else, he knew all the nooks and crannies you didn´t wanna lay eyes on, knew where you could get the best food without being completely robbed off your money.

But most importantly he knew the city better than he ever wanted to.

He saw things nobody else did and while it made him the strongest, it was also lonely at the top.

And scary.

Being forced to grow up way too fast resulted in him never being able to actively deal with his fears and overcome them.

Instead he learned to kill and obliterate whatever the elders told him to, without even questioning it.

There was a time in his life where he really did believe them, and then an even worse one where he knew something was fishy but he was just a child that couldn´t do anything about it, he was too scared to dig his nose too deep into things.

It was quite funny when those were to become the things he was most infamous for.

But here he was, strolling around the empty alleys of Tokyo, stalling time for no reason and all of them at the same time.

He wanted to go home so badly, he was tired but home meant going back to the school and staying in his shitty dorm room he never left even long after graduating.

Sometimes Satoru hated this life, he didn´t want to be a teacher, dragging children into this mess that they had nothing to do with and watching them die, unable to do anything about it.

No, he just wanted to grab them and send them far away from this world, to a normal high school life without curses.

It wasn´t their duty to clean up after the mess that the elders got themselves into.

He came to think that he never really had a home, just empty duties and shallow promises that didn´t mean anything.

The thought should make him sad but he couldn´t even laugh at how pathetic it was.

Satoru sat down and rested his head on his arms above his knees, trying not to think about anything.

To no avail.

An annoyed groan left his lips as he leaned against the cold stone wall which really shouldn´t move, but here he was, falling into the Dämmerlicht, earning a lot of confused and even amused looks.

“What´s all the ruckus?” you called out, standing up from your chair in the office in the backroom and making your way to the front to inspect the situation.

Satoru was beyond alarmed when he looked around, immediately getting into fighting position.

What were so many curses doing here? Was this some kind of hideout? Did they kidnap you?

“What the hell are you doing here?” you asked, gritting your teeth. Of course the man in front of you was no stranger, in fact he was all too familiar to you as you defected from being a sorcerer.

How did he find this place? You thought you hid it well enough… it wasn´t supposed to end this way, your mission barely started. It wasn´t fair that he was sent by them, that´s what you thought at least.

“What is this place?” he asked, his disgust being very clear.

“Why the hell would I tell you? You´re not welcome here” you stood your ground, trying your best to defend your customers who also were in quite the panic at this point.

Satoru Gojo was no stranger around here and he wasn´t the hero other sorcerers painted him as either.

“Tell me one good reason why I shouldn´t kill everyone here in this instant” he stated, his voice as cold and devoid of emotion as ever.

Just like you imagined. Luckily you never ran into him before, but honestly… the current situation was anything but ideal.

“Because they´re innocent! I won´t let you lay a hand on my customers” you replied, looking for a way for everyone to escape safely. You wouldn´t stand a chance for even a second in a fight against him.

“Innocent? You gotta be kidding me!” he exclaimed, scoffing in disbelief.

“Oh come on, you´re not telling me you believe the bullshit your elders preach, are you?” you chuckled, though you stayed on guard. You couldn´t be careful enough, even though you couldn´t feel any malicious intent, but that didn´t have to mean anything.

“Why would they lie to me? I´m the strongest” he said, though there wasn´t any conviction in his voice, it would be sad if it wasn´t Satoru Gojo.

“That´s precisely why… you need to learn a few things about your world, it isn´t all what you make it out to be. You´re just a puppet on a string, a convenient weapon to the elders, that´s it. The sooner you realize that the sooner you can do something against it” you told him, watching his stern expression. He sure didn´t expect to hear something like this.

But he needed to.

“You don´t know what you´re talking about, who the hell are you even to say such things?” he called you out, you could already tell that this was going to be a long journey.

Maybe he wasn´t ready to hear those things yet, to accept them, but that didn´t make them any less true.

“It´s not important who I am, what is important is that you start questioning yourself and the world around you. I´ll see you around” you said, a knowing smirk on your face. “How are you so sure I´ll come back? I might as well just tell everyone about your little bar here” Satoru pondered, you were a strange one, but there was no danger he could feel, maybe that was why he was so uneasy, usually he detected danger everywhere.

Maybe he only did because they told him so, but he needed to think about this conversation first before he could make a decision.

“People like you always do” you replied, only confusing him more.

Satoru left the bar and went back to the school, not even greeting anyone and immediately retreating to his dorm.

Luckily everyone left him alone.

He couldn´t stop thinking about your words even a few days after he visited the bar, somehow you could read him like a book and that thought scared him.

All he had to protect himself was his false confidence and honestly, it was lacking these days.

It wasn´t like he never thought about it, about the elders and the way they taught, the way the world was supposed to work in their eyes and the way it really did.

And the worst thing was that they didn´t even make the world a better place, far from it.

Satoru doubted the environment he grew up in a lot, but there was no way to escape from it. If he did, if he even did so much as think about it, they would find him.

The elders would make life even more hell for him and his friends.

Back then he thought that they were stronger than him, it´s what they told him after all, but in reality they just contained him.

The first time he refused a mission happened about a week after your encounter and it felt like freedom.

He was so scared at first, but when he realized that nobody could do anything about it, it was like a revelation.

Satoru could do whatever the hell he wanted, who said he´d teach the way he has been taught? No way in hell would that happen.

No, he´d teach his students about the real world, he wouldn´t let them fight his wars and let them die, he would protect them.

It felt weird not trying to justify everything that went wrong around him but at the same time he felt so much lighter.

In the past few days he kept walking to the Dämmerlicht, it intrigued him, but he never dared to step foot in it again, he was too embarrassed.

And yet it was inevitable.

It felt way too familiar to cross the curtain, the invisible barrier that only few could cross.

“Took you long enough” you chuckled, watching him enter.

Satoru didn´t feel put on the spot this time, he felt oddly calm, like he belonged, truly belonged, not just because of his strength but because of him as a person.

And honestly he didn´t even know who that was anymore.

Maybe you´d help him figure that out.

“Oh come on, you didn´t think I´d give in just like that, did you?” he smirked, immediately feeling at ease.

“Of course you wouldn´t… but you´re here now, that´s all that matters” you smiled at him.

“What is this place anyway? You never told me” he looked around the bar, seeing curses and sorcerers chatting, they didn´t pay him any mind anymore, it all was so peaceful, like a dream.

He smiled, maybe that´s what this was all about, to protect the dream that life once could be like this.

It was a nice thought.

“It´s a safe space for those who don´t conform with the elders as well as a center of liberation and perhaps one day rebellion. But besides all of that it´s something I´ll protect with my life” you told him, sounding so genuine, it softened his heart, a foreign sensation he didn´t know he was even capable of.

“I´ll protect it too” he said without thinking, making you chuckle slightly.

“What gives?” you asked, wasn´t he against this bar just a few days ago? It was quite strange, maybe he did tell the elders and was sent as a spy.

Perhaps you really shouldn´t trust him as easily as you did, but it was too late for that now.

“Cause I´ll go fucking crazy if I have to listen to another word the elders say” he stated coldly and sounded so honest that you doubted he was a spy.

But then again, he was the strongest, depending on the elders´ hold on him he could be well trained in lying and infiltrating.

“You were already thinking about it the first time you were here, weren´t you?” you laughed slightly, the pieces were coming together one after one.

Satoru Gojo truly was an interesting person, though not all rumors you heard about him seemed to be true. And you were glad they weren´t, if they were you and the bar would be in big trouble.

“Maybe, maybe not. What´s it to you?” he sighed, he didn´t like it when people read him, when he was forced to show his vulnerability.

It made him feel weak. And he hated and craved that feeling at the same time.

“I don´t know yet… though you´d be the best ally and worst enemy to have” you pondered, watching him.

He seemed tense and at ease all at once, it was weird, like he couldn´t decide. Perhaps he didn´t want to.

“So you´re trying to sweet talk me into being your ally, I see how it is” he grinned, jesting with you.

“We both know that wouldn´t work on you” you smirked.

It didn´t take long for him to feel comfortable.

You showed him around the bar and introduced him to everyone, not that they needed an introduction.

It was nice that everyone could loosen up now and relax now, the time of uncertainty about where he stood really took a toll on everyone.

People stopped coming to the bar out of fear.

Though now everything changed.

It actually felt as if you were getting somewhere, like you were making progress, with Satoru on your side your dreams seemed more like goals that were actually achievable.

He helped out a lot in the bar, be that with cleaning or running errands. And if it wasn´t for him, you would´ve never actually made it your active mission to defy the elders.

Everything went by so fast with him, time was flying but at the same time it didn´t feel rushed, it was just right.

Satoru had a way with words, he could always brighten the room no matter what but he could destroy it just the same.

Though you didn´t think about that second option, he made you forget all about the possibility of being an enemy. He was too genuine, too kind, too helping.

He seemed like he actually cared and you believed him.

Besides, he was way too lighthearted around you, always joking around and then looking at you for a reaction, not minding if you rolled your eyes and smiling knowingly when you failed to suppress a laugh.

You were so incredible cute. It made him forget all about his duties and failures, about the corruptions and evil in the world.

He could listen to your laugh all day, it was the most beautiful sound he ever heard.

You made him feel at ease, a feeling so foreign to him it almost was alarming if it wasn´t for you.

Falling for you was so easy, he didn´t even notice it until it was too late.

Satoru knew better than to catch feelings for someone, it would just distract him and endanger them. In his mind he told himself it was okay with you since you were from the same world.

He felt so special and warm when you told him about your past and connection to everything, when you told him about all the reasons why this was so important to you and how you knew that there was good in everyone, even curses.

That destiny could screw itself.

You always found the right words to make him smile and being unable to stop.

Sometimes you caught him staring at you but he stopped trying to look away at this point, what was the harm in following his heart for once?

He had a charming smile and knew just what to say to make your knees weak, you should´ve known it was too good to be true.

And yet you found yourself in his embrace every so often, entranced by his words and enchanted by his kiss.

Usually your gut didn´t betray you but Satoru Gojo was a special case, he never gave off malicious intent willingly, he could hide his true intentions better than anyone you knew and that was precisely what made you so intrigued by him.

You made it your mission to get behind his mask, to see what truly moves him.

It was only a matter of precaution at first, never in a million years did you think you´d fall in love with him along the way.

But Satoru made it way too easy.

And who were you to resist him? He was just way too charming for his own good, made you laugh and made you feel safe when you needed to cry.

Being with him was like a dream you never wanted to wake up from and yet all good things had to come to an end.

“Babe there´s a new bakery that opened, we need to go there in your break!” he excitedly announced, making you chuckle.

He was always so aloof, it brought you peace.

Of course it made sense that he was that way, he didn´t need to fear anything or anyone for he was the strongest. But still, you worried about him.

Worried that he had too much weight put on him, worried that he didn´t take enough time for himself.

As soon as you took your break, he practically dragged you with him, not wasting any time.

“You know the bakery won´t run away, we don´t have to rush like this” you chuckled, holding onto his hand.

“You don´t know that!” he gave back with a mischievous grin, making you shake your head slightly, giggling.

The building itself was quite small, but only on the outside. It did give quite the cramped impression since it was located on a busy street, but on the inside it was rather cozy.

Everything had a vintage flair to it and the displayed baked goods made your mouth water.

Satoru and you decided to test everything through the days.

Moments like these were so peaceful, you craved them both more than anything.

It was hard to see each other for more than ten minutes every day, sometimes you didn´t see Satoru for a week or even more.

But as soon as he returned it was like he never left, time was flying. And he always did make time for you, after all the elders´ words didn´t mean anything to him.

Though he did have to obey to a certain extent to stay a teacher.

You two sat down at a table and tasted the most recommended pieces first, they were absolutely delicious, not too sweet, but just the right amount.

It was the kind of sweetness that immediately made you giddy and energetic.

Satoru proceeded to tell you about his day and mission which was successful, you liked listening to him but you also got to know his quiet side. You always thought people who talked too much were arrogant, but Satoru taught you otherwise.

He never spoke about himself and if he did it was far from highly. Instead he talked about your future, the future of the world, his friends and students.

Just now he was talking about his new student Okkotsu and how he was the prime example of the future you both dreamed of, a future where curses and sorcerers could get along.

“He´s getting used to everything, I think his classmates like him too. Even Maki´s not as distant with him. I hope you can meet them some day” he told you, sounding so proud, you just couldn´t help but smile softly and take his hand, caressing it.

He went on to talk a bit more while eating with you and you just listened. It was so peaceful, you wished this moment would never end.

Being in a relationship with Satoru was casual and meaningful at the same time, it was like taking a walk in your favorite part of the city and discovering a new shop.

It was familiar yet exciting and you just got lost in it.

But getting lost was always more fun with someone like him by your side, though you really didn´t want to get lost with anyone else at this point.

“I love you” you quietly said without thinking about it, a dreamy smile on your face.

A few seconds passed in which neither of you said anything, everything was frozen in motion, you didn´t even dare to breathe, stuck between being scared of his reaction and regretting ever uttering those words.

You were such an idiot, you haven´t even been dating for that long. It wasn´t even that serious.

“Ha, you said it first” he smirked, a jesting sound in his voice, but his happiness was just as clear.

Love was more than just a foreign concept to Satoru, it might as well have been nonexistent, a relic long lost.

But hearing those words out of your mouth, sounding so sincere, he couldn´t help but smile.

“Hey! What´s that supposed to mean?!” you complained, pouting a bit.

“Nothing, nothing, it´s just nice to know that you´re just as obsessed with me as I am with you” he reminisced, his head resting on the palm of his hand.

“So you do too?” you hesitantly asked for confirmation, you didn´t want to pressure him since those words didn´t come easy for everyone, but even still, the way he said this made you think he did.

“Do what?” he asked perplexed, absentminded.

“Do you love me too?” you asked, not meeting his eyes.

Satoru thought about that question, he thought you knew he did, but then again, he felt it himself, the impact, this wonderful feeling of joy and ecstasy that he didn´t know before.

“Of course I do. I love you with all my heart, well, what´s left of it anyway… I don´t think I knew what love was before knowing you. But you know, you make me feel like I´m not as fucked up as I think I am, like I´m worthy of something. Even more than that. You somehow think I´m worthy of your time, of you overall. You, who are so kind and beautiful and just way too good for this world. Nothing measures up to you, absolutely nothing. I can never even dream of finding the right words to do you justice, to elaborate on just how much I love you” Satoru has never been this honest in his life. Not because he lied to deceive others, but because not facing his inner and most true feelings protected him from his paranoia and fear of losing loved ones.

Though at this point it was more of a curse really.

You didn´t know what to say after that, his words left you speechless. After all what were you supposed to say after such a magnificent declaration? You were simply in awe of Satoru, taking his hand into yours and caressing it gently.

After a while you finished eating and went back to the bar.

In a matter of seconds the happy atmosphere turned into something dark and gruesome.

Your hold on Satoru´s hand grew stronger as you two rushed to the scene.

It was horrible.

The bar has been replaced with a gaping hole of rubble, your colleagues and friends were trying to save themselves currently, dragging others out underneath the rubble.

“We don´t know who did it… It was like a meteor, we didn´t see anyone though. Everything just collapsed out of nowhere” the bartender told you in shock, tears streaming down their face.

“Is everyone alright? Is anyone still in there?” Satoru gathered his composure quickly, gaining an overview of the situation and taking initiative on what to do next.

And so you left with everyone, went into hiding for a while at the same time as relocating the Dämmerlicht to a safer position.

It was a slow process, but nobody saw you, nobody followed you, so it was worth it.

Satoru went to investigate with a few others, they found out it was an enemy curse and exorcised it.

Because of its high grade it operated alone, sparing you from any further trouble.

Seeing everything destroyed made you feel incredibly lost and hopeless, but those feelings were soon to be replaced with those of excitement and safety as you realized that no matter who attacked, you would always make it out of it.

You all would always fight back, just because the initial building was destroyed didn´t mean your dream was.

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