#lieutenant han

[supercalifragipopculturevomit]

Here's to one of the best actors of his generation, the versatile and multilingual king who's been pulling heartstrings for three decades with a variety of roles, faces, and languages... Happy 46th birthday, Daniel Brühl!

p.s. who's your favorite Danny character? Sound off in the comments or the tags—or don't. I'm not your mother. 😋

[rolling-veins]

Standartenführers and their captured allied lieutenants (who kicked their ass in the end scene)

[justwinginglife]

25 Days of Simpmas: Masterlist

Welcome to my December Fic Event, glad yall could make it! For the month of December, advent calendar style, I will be releasing one piece of writing (big or small) each day to represent the top 25 men on my anime husbandos list. I will be updating the Masterlist everyday with new links. Hope yall enjoy! And feel free to send me your guesses on who you think is on the rest of my list.

- Rank 1: Soshiro Hoshina (My King) - Rank 2: Tomoe - Rank 3: Prince Sett - Rank 4: Chuuya Nakahara - Rank 5: Azure Seth Fortna - Rank 6: Jinshi - Rank 7: Howl Pendragon - Rank 8: Ban - Rank 9: Rin Matsuoka - Rank 10: Suguru Geto - Rank 11: Osamu Dazai - Rank 12: Satoru Gojo - Rank 13: Manjiro Sano (Mikey) - Rank 14: Kyo Sohma - Rank 15: Hak - Rank 16: Challe Fen Challe - Rank 17: Ryunosuke Akutagawa - Rank 18: Mira - Rank 19: Lelouch Lamperouge - Rank 20: Kiyoka Kudo - Rank 21: Kyoya Ootori - Rank 22: Izumi Miyamura - Rank 23: Takumi Usui - Rank 24: Itsuomi Nagi - Rank 25: Chrollo Lucilfer

[this-acuteneurosis]

Infiltrate

Nothing is perfect, but they're handling this. Mostly.

[4ndj4]

Me whenever someone's in the same fandom as me

[swordbladeknight7]

Star Wars Doodle Dump #10

—Kallus’ stomach is clinically dead

—Kalluzeb vs. the cone of shame

—Some old Kalluzeb pose practice

—Closeted ZebXKallus-who’s-been-out-for-like-2-decades (ft. zero brain cells)

–Zero-G sexy times

–RexXKalani/Rexlani (next-level crackship courtesy of the roommate that watched Rebels with me— just two Clone Wars vets and an army of B-1 stepkids)

–KallusXJovan/Kallvan

–KallusXHan Solo + XLando Calrissian hookups (hate fuck mileage may vary) + XAntoc Merrick

[meltthefrozenheart]

FROZEN 3 and FROZEN 4 are both in development, and I can't wait!

The news sounded odd to me initially, I didn't expect anything like this from Disney Animation, but it became immediatly appealing the moment I realized the GREAT potential a double feature could have for the franchise, most importantly when Bob Iger specified “Jenn Lee, who created Frozen, the original Frozen, and Frozen 2 is hard at work with her team at Disney Animation on not one but actually two stories.”, which would mean:

More time to enstablish new elements, new characters, time to explore new lore and new places without the risk to rush everything;

A bigger story that can help flesh out our protagonists in their new roles, their new wants and changes they might face, considering how the F2 ending brought many new possibilities;

A narrative context where the new crysis (whatever it might be) could be explored even better, also allowing to maintain things in a complex prespective just as the Frozen movies like to do, where the matter of "good and evil" not at the center, and things are first of all deeply personal for the characters

It seems to me that Jennifer Lee always wanted to delve deeper into things, this is why the Broadway Musical was a perfect opportunity for her and the Lopez to expand the characters and flesh out things in the story, also adding new elements that would've been useful for F2.

And when they worked on Frozen 2, they built it as the "second part" of the story, reconnecting almost all the aspects of the sequel to the 1st movie, and the story was clearly meant to be BIGGER and longer compared to what we ended up having because of numerous issues and rewrites. J. Lee and C. Buck didn't want to introduce something that would feel just as "a new adventure", and more about the actual characters evolving, see what they left unresolved, breaking the "Happy ending" scenario of F1, which also led them to NOT give the new human characters (Mattias and the Northuldra) the same relevance given to Spirits of Nature, in order to remain focused on Elsa, Anna and the rest of the gang.

Now, Lee will most likely not direct or write these two new movies, but she is still directly involved, because it's both part of her job as CCO of Walt Disney Animation Studio and because Frozen is her (and Chris Buck) baby. It will be curious to discover with what idea Marc Smith came out with, but the fact he worked on the 1st Frozen as a storyboard artist and the became Director of Story for Frozen 2 says a lot about him and why Lee trusts him so much, and I'm sure they will follow the approach used with the 2nd movie and carry it on with 3 and 4. Numerous sagas used the two-parter approach, like the books adaptations of Harry Potter, Twilight and Hunger Games series, or more "original cases" like Pirates of the Carribeans or what we are getting now with the animated Spiderverse movies (Across and Beyond). But I think the best similarity (and probably what led to this ambitious choice) is with Avengers Infinity War/Endgame, where the BIG FINALE gets developed in two movies.

[photsibutnot]

been wanting to draw these two together since @make-him-worse ‘s post about a potential lieutenant // hans father-son dynamic and yeah my heart :(( ….disney if ur out there

[opereetveritate]

Frozen II - Secret Love

Summary: Elsa, Anna, Kristoff, and Olaf embark on a journey to the Enchanted Forest to save their kingdom. But what happens when they meet again with an old enemy? And what happens when old yet strong feelings come up the surface? Read to find out!

Chapter 1

Holding her sister's hand tightly and without any intention of letting go, Anna and Elsa crossed the fog and entered the Enchanted Forest, followed by Kristoff and Olaf and Sven. King Agnar once told his daughters about his journey as a prince in the Enchanted Forest. The two sisters asked to know more information about this, but their father insisted that they were too young to withstand the violence of the events that followed. But they never got to hear the rest of thestory. Elsa could never imagine that story was about to repeat itself after so many years, with her and Anna taking the lead roles.They were all dazzled by the beauty of the forest. Everything around them looked like it was taken straight from a fairytale book.

"This place is amazing!" The two girls turned their heads to Kristof, who seemed really excited.

"It is beautiful, indeed!" Elsa agreed as they went deeper into the forest.

"Remember that this place has remained hidden for many years, which means there must be a good reason for it. Keep your eyes open for traps. We need to be very careful!"

"You are absolutely right!" Said Kristoff, imitating Sven's voice. Anna tried to stifle her laughter. In just three years, Olaf had matured enough. She did not expect anything less, after all. Her sister possessed powers that no one could imagine how far they could go. Elsa leaned against a tree and inhaled the fresh air. She couldn't hide her excitement. If only Arendelle looked a little like this place... Her sister had a great love for Arendelle, the place where she and Elsa were born. However, the latter knew that she had not yet found the place where she belonged. She wasn't like others. A flower of incomparable beauty caught Olaf's attention. Olaf came closer and examined the flower with his childlike innocence. He bent down to inhale his scent, when, all of a sudden, an eerie sound resounded in their ears.

"Olaf, no!" Anna shouted at him, preventing him from cutting the flower.

"But, it's soo beautiful!" He said in a sweet voice. Elsa and her sister exchanged a terrified look. A large rock was heading towards Olaf. Anna was about to run towards Olaf and save him, but Kristoff ran first and pulled him back, before the rock flattened the little snowman.

"I got him!" He called out to the two girls.

"Are you ok, buddy?" Kristoff asked him, causing the little snowman to look back at him with widened eyes."

Of course I am, Kristoff. That flower though..." His voice trailed off, looking at the destroyed flower.

"What were you thinking Olaf?" Anna shouted furiously at him, and Olaf lowered his gaze, obviously sad. Anna had never shouted at him that way before. He was still a child at heart, though. And it hurt him.

"It's alright, Anna. He's fine!" Elsa said, petting Olaf's head. He stared up at Elsa with teary eyes.

"Come on Olaf. Lets walk a little!" She told him, taking him by the hand. Elsa knew her sister's character. Anna needed her space. She needed some time to think. Kristoff looked at his beloved and understood better than anyone her agitation and fear. Anna was a burning, inexhaustible source of life, ready to give even her own life for her loved ones. Anna was on the verge of tears. She didn't want to upset Olaf, that wasn't her intention, but she didn't know what to do. What would have happened, if they didn't make it? Pabbie was right. This trip was quite risky. Kristoff approached her slowly.

"Anna, are you alright?" He asked her and Anna turned to look at him. There was despair on her face, and that made him regret questioning her such a ridiculous question.

"No, Kristoff. I'm not well at all," she replied with a sob and sniffed.

"Did you see what just happened? One wrong move and-" Kristoff wanted to comfort her, but couldn't think of a way to do so.

"But we are safe now. And that's what matters!" He told her softly.

"Besides, you don't need to worry. Your sister is quite strong and will make it!"

"That's the thing, Kristoff! I do not want to put her in danger. Just the thought that I could lose her..." She couldn't finish her sentence, and tears ran down her cheeks.

"It would not help matters over analyzing things. You need to overcome worrying!" She looked at him angrily, unable to understand that he was trying to make her feel better.

"Do you think I'm overreacting? Is that what you're trying to say?" The accusative look she gave him, it made Kristoff gulp. Why was he so bad at words?

"No, no, that's not what I meant! What I meant is that you shouldn't worry yourself over almost everything. Besides, some things are out of our hands and-"

"You don't think we're gonna make out of here?" Seeing the fear in her eyes, he rushed to explain himself. He ran a frustrating hand through his hair and inhaled deeply. He had made things worse than before.

"No, I didn't mean that. Of course not!" He told her, before pulling her into his arms. She started crying and Kristoff stroke her hair lovingly, in an attempt to calm her down.

"I'm so scared!" She whispered.

"Not for me, but for Elsa, for Olaf, for you!" Her tears prevented her from continuing. Kristoff couldn't bear to see her in such a state. Ηe had grown up without a family and understood better than anyone else the pain of loss. Elsa was so lucky to have a sister like Anna. Kristoff was lucky too, for he had met Anna. His feelings for the princess were clear. He had fallen in love with her and could not imagine his life with anyone else. He had waited a long time now and could not wait any longer. He would ask her to marry him. He had been meaning to ask her, for he was dying inside, but didn't find the right opportunity. He cleared his throat, before speaking.

"Anna, there is something very important that I want to tell you! I ..." Anna suddenly looked around. But where were the others?

"Where are Elsa and Olaf?" Kristoff looked at her tenderly and took her hands in his.

"I'm sure they're fine!" He tried to explain to her, but she looked visibly upset. Anna loved her sister more than life itself.

"Anna, you're the best thing that had ever happened to me and..." His voice trailed off as he saw her walk away from him. After all, her sister would always come first.

"Elsa ?! Where are you?" How could she leave her alone? She had promised to protect her, but broke her promise.Kristoff knew there was no other way to convince her. The wedding proposal could wait. He could wait for her.

"We'll find them!" He said as he took her by the hand and guided her deeper into the woods. After walking for a few minutes, they finally saw Elsa standing with her back turned at them, looking into the distance in front of her. Anna let go of Kristoff's hand and ran to her sister. Anna back-hugged her, causing Elsa to jump at the sudden contact. The younger sister giggled at that."You're ok!" She exclaimed happily and hugged her sister tighter than before. Elsa smiled at her sister's cuteness and hugged her back.

"Of course, I am!" She said back.

"'Cause you're here with me!"Olaf was sitting under the shade of a tree. He seemed to be in deep thought. Anna sighed deeply. She wanted to go to him and apologize for her awful behavior towards him, but Elsa's voice stopped her.

"Look!" She told her, pointing to the left side of the landscape. The princess gasped at that.

"It's just a dam!" Kristoff remarked.

"It was in Grand Pabbie's vision." Said Anna, glancing at her sister.

"It's the one father had told us about!" Elsa added with a heavy sob. Anna placed her hand on her sister's shoulder lovingly.

"Elsa?! Are you alright?" If there was one thing that the young princess could not stand, that was to see her sister upset. She would give everything, just to see a smile on Elsa's face. The young queen wiped her tears away with the sleeve of her dress.

"I wish he was here with us!" She said, choking back her tears. Her sister pulled her into her arms.

"But he is always with us, Elsa. He is always here!" She told her softly, pointing at her heart.

"What would I do without you?" She asked her, hugging her tightly.

"You will always have me!" She answered in a heartbeat. Kristoff looked at the two sisters with a smile on his face. Their love for each other was indeed something special. The sudden sound of a horn made everyone look at each other in confusion. Anna brought a finger up to her lips, implying them to be quiet and walked over to Kristoff. She pulled out the sword from his sheath.

"Anna, what are you doing?" He asked her but did not receive an answer from her as they heard footsteps coming to their direction. The people of Nolthuldra stood before them, holding spears and looking angry. Anna and her friends took a step back, but to their great surprise, they found out that they were surrounded by another group of people too. These men were holdings swords and shields and looked like nothing the Nolthuldra. They mostly looked like Arendelle's soldiers.

"Who are you? And what are you doing here?" The leader of the tribe asked in a cold tone.

"Anna, let me handle this!" He whispered to her, but she did not listen to anyone."Anna, lower your sword. You are making it worse!" Elsa told her and tried to take the sword from her sister's hands but in vain.

"What is happening here?" Anna felt a knot in her stomach. This voice sounded strangely familiar to her. But no, it can't be. A young man pushed his way into the crowd. He seemed different from the rest of the tribe. His green eyes widened when he saw who the intruders were. He couldn't believe it. His past was following him again.

"Hans?" The two sisters exclaimed simultaneously.

[incorrect-frozen-quotes]

Mattias: How would a murder attempt look on your record?

Hans: Terrible.

Hans: People would know I failed to get the job done.

[ericmicael]

The 14 Frozen characters on the official website. I find this list a little curious mainly due to the absences: Agnarr, Iduna, Grand Pabbie, Nokk and Yelana.

Agnarr and Iduna are missing because they are both dead.

Nokk is not because Bruni is, and the salamander is the most popular even though it is not Elsa's Sven.

Yelana has been ignored for a while now (Honeymaren literally stole her role in the "I can do the same as you but I'm young and pretty" cliché, after which she winks seductively at Elsa lol).

But for me, Pabbie's absence has little reason.

[wtf-tfw]

When Billy Joel wrote Vienna do you think he thought about including a line about the little canned sausages they make there? Because my big fat ass could not resist making an Homage personally. L.M.A.O!! (Laughing my ARSE off!!!)

[justwinginglife]

Passing Time

25 Days of Simpmas: Day Eight December 8th: Mira, Rank 18 Anime: The Magical Girl and The Evil Lieutenant Used to Be Archenemies Event Masterlist

From Mira’s POV

You passed him a note. 

WAIT- YOU PASSED HIM A NOTE???!!!

He’d heard among regular folk that passing notes was a sign of affection used to encourage flirtatious conversation but was that your intention? What could you have possibly meant by giving him this note? And why him? Had you given anyone else a note? He quickly scanned the conference room. Everyone was hard at work, discussing battle plans, torture strategies, and generally all things evil and malicious, but no one, absolutely NONE of his coworkers, had appeared to receive a note from you. It seems you slid the note to him and only him.

ONLY HIM???!!!

His fingers shook as he gently cradled the precious piece of paper in his calloused hands, contemplating his next choice of action. Should he open it in front of everyone? Had you intended to have him read it later? But what if he read it later, and you were disappointed he hadn’t read it now? Was it time sensitive? It HAD to have been urgent, if you had dared to pass him a note amidst a very important work meeting. That did it- he was reading it now.

He slowly unfolded the slip of paper you’d so kindly bestowed upon him. 

So, will I see you tomorrow?

SO WILL I SEE YOU TOMORROW.

The words boomed in his head. You wanted to see him tomorrow. 

Suddenly his heart stopped beating. His lungs stopped contracting. His blood stopped flowing. He had ceased to exist as he knew it. This was it. He had died. He had died, and gone to heaven. He had died, and gone to heaven, and you were his angel. He had died, and gone to heaven, and you were his angel, and you’d been sent to greet him, to welcome him, to walk him through the gates of eternal paradise. It was decided. He was most decidedly and completely and utterly and totally and extremely dead as of this very minute. 

Then you nudged him with your elbow, expecting a response. 

WAIT- YOU WERE EXPECTING A RESPONSE???

He was alive again. He had to be. He needed to be alive to write. To tell you. To keep telling you. To keep telling you over and over and over, that YES, you WOULD indeed be seeing him tomorrow. And the day after, and the day after that. Wait, was that too presumptuous of him??? Did you want to see him the day after and the day after that? You’d only asked about tomorrow. Was he getting ahead of himself? What should he write back? What was he even doing tomorrow? No- it didn’t matter what he was doing tomorrow. He would most definitely be seeing you. That was his only plan. If he had other plans, now he didn’t; his only plan was seeing you.

His trembling fingers picked up his pen. What words could possibly convey the depths of his feelings for you? What words could he possibly use to describe the unconditional and unadulterated and unequivocal way in which he was so thoroughly and absolutely consumed by your very being to the point of ceasing to properly exist when you weren’t around to breathe life into him? 

Yes.

He slid his answer back down the table to you, his heart feeling not unlike a herd of elephants stampeding in his chest. 

You read his response and quickly jotted down your reply before sliding it back. 

Oh god, the moment of truth. How would you respond to his complex answer? How had his answer made you feel? How would your answer make him feel? He was sure it was good. He was sure it was great. He was sure it was elegant, it was sophisticated, it was refined. He was sure he’d read it and his life would be changed for the better. He was sure he’d read it and the historians would soon break down the doors and whisk the note away, encasing it behind glass so that all who came after may study the very picture of poise that you embodied, with your words so pleasantly printed on this precious piece of parchment paper.

Great, can’t wait! The party is always better when you’re there. 

YOU CALLED HIM GREAT. YOU SAID YOU COULDN’T WAIT. 

He must be dying again; he was having trouble breathing; the room was spinning. Wait. Hold on. You mentioned a party. What party? He picked up the piece of paper and reread your words over and over, as if his persistent staring would somehow will the answer into existence. Was there a party tomorrow that you were both going to? He couldn’t very well ask you what party you were talking about as he’d just told you he’d be there. How should he go about responding to this?

He cleared his throat, drawing the attention of his fellow lieutenants. “I believe it is in our best interests to discuss preparations for the party tomorrow. Is everything set up so that we may proceed at the intended time in the intended location?”

Bellatrix straightened in her seat as she prepared to speak. “Everything is going according to plan. The party will proceed as scheduled.”

He pretended to stroke his chin in satisfaction. “Good, good. And so everyone is aware, please feel free to remind them all of the party’s intended time and location.”

Taking the duty her beloved Mira had bestowed upon her with all seriousness, Bellatrix solemnly nodded and began explaining the details of the aforementioned party, just as she’d been instructed. What a fool. She’d fallen right into his trap. Now he knew that he was expected to show up to a party with all the members of his legion, tomorrow, at 7 o clock, in the castle’s ballroom to enjoy Winter’s Eve. Now he could begin to write back a reply. Wait. How was he to reply? You hadn’t asked him anything he could answer; you’d simply made a statement. 

Did you not want him to respond? NO! He couldn’t think that way. He must respond. He had to respond. It was only fair, after you’d been so kind to engage him in written conversation in the first place. He couldn’t let it end like this. Even if he had to change the topic, he would keep the conversation going, NO MATTER WHAT.

How is your day going?

There! He’d done it! Now, what was to be your next move?

I’m a little bored. Otherwise good. How’s your day? 

YOU WANTED TO KNOW ABOUT HIS DAY??? 

What a goddess you were. How kind. How considerate. His fellow officers could learn a thing or two from your conduct. 

It’s going well. And yours?

You had laughed softly upon reading his words, stifling your reaction with the sleeve of your shirt. God, you looked so adorable when you wrote like that, giggling into your sleeve as you penned your response. He wondered what he’d done to make you laugh. Oh well, no matter. You’d be responding soon. He waited for your response with bated breath.

Still good. As good as it was the first time that you asked. 

He almost choked on his lungs. Shit. He’d asked you twice how your day had been going. How had he missed that? He wondered if you thought him uncivilized. He must atone for his mistakes.

My apologies, I only meant that the well being of your day was so important that it begged to be inquired of twice. 

He quickly erased his words. Ridiculous.

Fine weather we’ve been having lately. 

He passed the paper back. 

You laughed again.

He couldn’t tell if that was a good or bad thing. Had he somehow mistakenly asked you how your day was going again??

Very fine weather. I hope it stays for our party, but I heard it might storm tomorrow. 

He would enjoy a party with you, no matter the weather. He just wasn’t sure how to tell you that. 

If the weather is of such concern to you, we could always cancel the party.

What was he saying??? He didn’t want to cancel the party. He didn’t want to cancel his only excuse to see you tomorrow. He almost reached to take the note back, eager to scribble out his response, replace it with something new, but you’d already read his words. 

You smiled.

God, his heart soared when you smiled. God, his heart thundered when you smiled. God, his heart ignited when you smiled.

We can’t cancel because then I won’t have an excuse to ask you for a dance. 

WERE HIS HANDS SHAKING? WAS THE TABLE SHAKING? WAS THE ROOM SHAKING? WAS THE WORLD SHAKING?

YOU WANTED TO DANCE WITH HIM?????

He inhaled and exhaled calmly. 

You needn’t make excuses around me. If you’d like to dance, then I will save you a dance, simple as that. 

You scribbled your next words furiously and it was making him sweat. What could you possibly be writing that took so much concentrated focus?

And if one isn’t enough? Will you save all your dances for me?

HOW CUTE COULD YOU POSSIBLY BE???

HIS POOR, WRETCHED HEART COULDN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!

His brain was blaring alarms, threatening nuclear explosion. He was on the verge of a catastrophic meltdown. Or possibly extinction. How was he supposed to even exist after this encounter? How was he even supposed to respond? Was he even capable of responding? Did he even remember what words were? Could you tell that his organs were on the verge of fatal collapse? Could you tell how he felt? Could you possibly feel the same?

His quivering hand picked up the pencil once more, but it was as if the pencil had suddenly gained a hundred pounds, for he was now finding it difficult to write at all. Using all the strength he’d amassed in his time as a lieutenant, he finally forced his fingers to comply with his commands. He passed back his response. 

Yes. 

And then you smiled again. And even blushed. 

God, when you blushed, the clouds lifted. God, when you blushed, the waters parted.  God, when you blushed, the heavens sang. 

And when he saw you’d fallen into a frozen state of bliss upon reading that single simple word, his heart melted into molecules. You had to be feeling the way he was feeling. You had to be. He recognized the way your muscles stiffened in shock, the way your eyes lit with joy. It was the same thing he felt every time he looked at you, every time he sat by you, every time he breathed your air, every time he inhaled your scent. It was the same feeling he’d felt this whole conversation and he wondered how you’d make him feel next. He wondered how you’d respond. He waited for you to respond. 

He waited. 

And he waited. 

But you had been so stunned into silence that it appeared you also forgot how to write. The pen and paper lay by your fingers, untouched. 

How could he break the ice that’d frozen you solid? How could he bring you back down to earth, back down to his side? How could he capture the attention of your gleeful gaze once more?

He snatched up the pen and paper again, scribbling as furiously as you’d once done. 

You sensed the movement and your muscles relaxed slightly, allowing you to turn so you could peer over at him curiously. When he presented you with the paper again, you read his words only to burst into laughter. 

So. How’s your day going?

It’s good. Really, really, good.

Taglist: @pixelcafe-network @ouiouimochi @inkytypewriter

[tiredfox64]

I have a request/idea for a thing:

What if the Reader has a mutual pining situation going on with one of the meaner MK kharacters (I’d say Bi-Han, Shang Tsung, Reiko, or Quan Chi would be good for this—whoever you want, honestly!) but neither person has the guts to say anything, until FINALLY the MK kharacter just can’t handle it anymore and practically breaks down the Reader’s door in order to confess. Then sex happens.

Pining not Pinning!

Yip notes: You know damn well I was gonna pick Reiko. That’s my scary man right there. My fiancé is so mean to him tho. Also I tried but I think I suck with that romance trope.

Pairing: Reiko x Afab reader

Warnings‼️: NSFW, biting, perhaps a bit of masochism there is some pain, vaginal sex

General Shao needs the best of the best. Reiko is one of his best soldiers, he didn’t become lieutenant by doing nothing. Reiko knows that he is on top. He basks in the glory of being Outworld’s finest soldier. But will he play nicely with someone who is just as great as him?

Well, maybe, that is for you to decide. You are the next best thing for Outworld, General Shao will tell you that. That means Reiko has his eyes on you in more ways than one.

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There have only been two instances where a woman has left the Umgadi. Those ladies would be Li Mei and you. Of course, you left not out of shame or to avoid punishment. You left because you didn’t want to protect the royal house. You wanted to protect all of Outworld. That’s why you joined General Shao’s army. He was more than happy to accept you in, seeing that you had the skills of a warrior. He also found your desire to protect all of Outworld commendable.

You quickly rose in rankings and earned yourself recognition. A female in the army who is beating upcoming soldiers? How could the people of Outworld not talk about you! And they talk and talk and spew many thoughts about you possibly overpowering a certain lieutenant who constantly wears war paint. You know damn well who they are talking about and he has heard.

All that talk led the lieutenant to you, huffing and puffing like a mad bull. Reiko knew you joined the army but he never expected you to rise in rankings so quickly. The idea of anyone being better than him doesn’t work in his mind. Which is why you two had to spar.

“What?” You questioned the general.

“Reiko has requested to fight you since you have been surpassing everyone else.”

 Speak of the devil here comes the bastard. You could see he was mean mugging you even from a distance. The closer he got the more you saw the fury that swirled in his eyes. Your eyes shifted between General Shao and Reiko. Each glance at Shao sent a message that said “Are you fucking with me?” because what made him think springing this on you was smart.

Once Reiko was next to you, he started sizing you up. Have you ever seen a snake examining its food before eating it? It’s just like that except Reiko won’t bite your head off, hopefully. Shao luckily pushed Reiko away from you since that display of aggression was embarrassing. He commanded you to get ready to spar. The other soldiers shall be watching and learning.

“I knew you joined our numbers, but I never would have imagined that you were capable of being a true warrior.” He taunted you.

“I’m full of surprises. You seem to be the same way since I’m surprised you want to fight me so badly.”

“Why? Are you afraid to lose to me?”

“Not really, I’m just worried you have a few loose screws.”

Alright enough chit-chat about how he is fuckin unstable. Put your fist up and show him a good fight. A good fight is like good sex to him.

FIGHT!

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Punches, kicks, left hook, right hook, haymakers, suplexes, piledrivers, me oh my I think I heard something crack!

How y’all two doin, alright? No? Oh I bet. You two look awful. You got drool dribbling down your chin and his rat tail manbun is messy. Both of you need to take care of your hands because your knuckles are torn up. Don’t forget to remove the shuriken stuck to your ass. Your back hurts, huh? Yeah, that won’t be the last time Reiko breaks your back—HUH?!?

General Shao had to pull you two apart the second he saw blood dripping onto the floor. He can’t have his best soldier out of commission. You took a few seconds to catch your breath and wipe the sweat from your forehead. Just as you expected, Reiko would be a tough battle. You knew he’d leave you breathless and a sweaty, drooling mess.

You decided to be a good sport and accept that this fight was a tie. You held your hand out for him to shake.

“You put up a good fight, Reiko. It was an honor to figh—”

He walked away without saying a word. You were left stunned with your hand still out. With the way Reiko was stomping away, you could tell he was all huffy. Well shit, the one guy you admire and have the hots for probably hates you now. Fuck!

Ah, but you got it all wrong. You turned that man on so much that he had to walk away from you. I told you a good fight is like good sex to that man.

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Now begins an endless tango of confusing emotions and miscommunication.

From that day on you fully believed that Reiko hated you. Everyone believed that after his hissy fit of an exit. If anyone tried to discuss the fight or you in his presence, he shut that down immediately. Nobody could even speak your name around him because he’d get agitated. That’s the last thing anybody needs him to be before training starts.

You did your best to make amends even though you didn’t start the fight. You made an effort to get closer to him by doing little things like asking for help with training or cheering him on. And it worked…and it didn’t work at the same time.

He’s back and forth with his acceptance of you.

The truth is…Reiko is a dumbass. He’s a clueless fool when it comes to emotions and no one can blame him. He was raised to only think about fighting. So when a strange emotion such as love, which is already a confusing emotion, is felt inside a man who thinks love is felt when he kills someone it’s no surprise that it’s incomprehensible.

You on the other hand knew you liked Reiko. You’ve known for a long time. What wasn’t there to like about him? Sure, he could be a little scary and very rough. But he was a remarkable fighter, taking hits like they were nothing. He fought for all of Outworld and wanted the best for it. You always found that honorable and looked up to him. All that admiration slowly spiraled into a crush that grew the more you saw him. Soon those sky-blue eyes that could be as light as milky white didn’t strike fear into your soul. You started to become thankful that he wore that overly exposing uniform. It’s got you fanning yourself. You ain’t the only one feeling hot.

Reiko had no clue why he got so hot with you around. His cheeks grew warm but not warm enough to bring color to his cheeks. Even if some color blossomed in his cheeks, his war paint would hide it. He got so twitchy too when he’d watch you fight. He’d rub the back of his neck or itch his arm even though he wasn’t itchy. He didn’t know what to do with his body.

The one thing you caught onto was his gaze. It was intense and his eyes followed your every move. When you’d accidentally make eye contact it felt like you were staring at each other for minutes, hours even. Nothing would be said but some part of Reiko hoped that his eye contact would tell you how he felt even if he didn’t know it himself. You’d look away the moment your face started to burn as you grew flustered. But your mind couldn’t believe that. You thought he hated you. So instead, you told yourself you were getting so scared that you grew embarrassed from being scared of him. That doesn’t make sense but you couldn’t make sense of anything.

Some of your Umgadi sisters who you still talked to had encouraged you to tell him how you felt. You didn’t have the same obligations you had before, maybe the army isn’t so strict when it comes to their soldiers being in a relationship. Oh, and they gave you the usual “the worst he can say is no” bullshit.

The least he can say is no. The worst he can say or do is laugh at you and call you pathetic. Or he might slap you in the face thinking you’re crazy for having a crush on him. OR he could tell General Shao what you confessed, and you might be kicked out of the army due to an “inappropriate” relationship with someone higher up.

No, fuck that! You’ll die with this crush of yours under lock and key and shoved in your heart. You can’t risk anything, especially since you believe Reiko hates you. The thought of him rejecting you or making fun of you breaks your tough heart. You’ve never liked or admired a man so much before and you’d like to at least be near him.

So go ahead, scream into your pillows, and wrap yourself in blankets while yelling how it’s just not fair. Why did you have to love a man who hates your guts?!

And now stop all that noise because you don’t know the truth.

You consumed his mind, clouding his ability to think straight. He tried to use that as a reason to hate you but he couldn’t. He couldn’t hate your strength and dedication. He couldn’t hate that smile you would sometimes crack when another soldier did something stupid or silly. He couldn’t hate how your eyes, no matter the color, let the sunlight illuminate them beautifully. He couldn’t hate how perfect you were in his eyes. You were someone he wanted.

But Reiko couldn’t just say it out loud randomly. Remember, he has no idea how love works. Did he actually like you or was his body just being hormonal? Was he just being a horny pervert even though he is way past that stage in life where random things would make him hard? He would never forgive himself if that were the case. Being in love might be less embarrassing.

There were only two people Reiko was willing to talk about this with: General Shao and…Rain? Yeah, Rain can be a strange choice but who else other than Shao could Reiko talk to?

He started going to Rain about those strange feelings and observations he was making. He treated the High Mage like a therapist and Rain wanted to throw a book at him. The conversations only helped, or in Reiko’s eyes made things worse, because he realized more and more how much liked you. The conversations would go like this.

“She looked amazing today during training. She barely broke a sweat even after facing ten of my men.”

“Wow, that’s impressive.” Rain would say sarcastically while flipping through a spell book.

“…her grunts made me feel something…I wanted to hear her gasp more.”

“…”

“…”

“Do you see this scepter in my hand, Reiko? Okay, now ignore it as it’s coming towards you.” Rain would lift his scepter and use it like a baseball bat to tell Reiko to get the fuck out of his room! Three out of five times he would. But at least he was the one to tell Reiko that he was simply just a man in love. Good! So not a pervert…maybe.

Shao was really no help. Rain did more by just sitting there. Shao was quick to shut Reiko down when it came to his feelings. He saw how his second-in-command was getting distracted more because of you. He would kick you out of the army if you weren’t such a useful asset. He was forced to steer him away from you. He knew Reiko would listen to him without hesitation.

So he started messing with him. Shao told him this was all a trick. Your nice attitude was meant to throw him off his rhythm so you could surpass him. Soon, all the soldiers would be listening to you instead of him. It worked a little. Reiko would get agitated again and push himself to train harder, be better. Oh but you would somehow fight your way into his heart by being a sweetie only towards him or by actually fighting him. And then he goes back to that dazed state where his mind is on you and he stares at you till you shiver.

Then Shao lied straight to his face. He wanted Reiko to think you hated him. He went on and on about how you must hate him because Reiko wanted to fight you for no reason. He disrespected you by fighting you even though that was an honor to you. Because Reiko was still so clueless about how love worked, he believed the general. He is much older and is supposed to be wiser, what he says must be true. But if that were the case why would you want to be near him? Why would you come to him for help if you believed he disrespected you? Nice try Shao, you failed again. Your lieutenant is loyal, not braindead.

He gave up. Shao didn’t try to hide that he didn’t want Reiko getting close to you. You two already had a connection going without knowing. All that was left to do was to have someone confess. But Shao said no. Even now, yes now, Shao was telling Reiko not to pursue you.

After training one day Shao takes Reiko to his office to command him to stop. Stop his feelings for you and be the soldier he was before you joined. There will be no argument about it.

“I don’t want you getting close to her, Reiko. Don’t make me regret letting her join my army.” Shao growls.

Reiko listens to Shao, he always listens. If General Shao tells him not to pursue you, even though he is starting to lose it a little, he won’t pursue you. He will continue his night like he usually does.

He lets down his hair from its bun before he washes away the day’s stress. The warm water cleanses him of sweat and war paint while relaxing his tired muscles. His hands travel down to scrub the soap against his body and his mind begins to wander. He wants to be close to you. He wants to feel your skin against his again. He wants to hear you pant and groan without the need to start a fight.

The shower grows steamier and his body grows hotter. Was it the water or his mind doing that, who’s to say? Oh but that mind of his truly can’t be contained because he starts to wonder what it would be like to have you with him in the shower. To see the water drip down your body and to watch the soap flow down every curve on you. What would you two do in there? The possibilities are endless. Would you be shy and have your back to him? That’s not a bad outcome, it would just mean a surprise for you. Or would you be looking at him the whole time, letting your eyes tell him what you want? If so, it wouldn’t be a surprise if you kept looking at him as you kneel before him. You would look him right in his eyes as your hands, deadly yet so soft, start to stroke his hard cock as your tongue begins to—

Woah! Yeah, Reiko is painfully hard. He has only himself to blame yet he will pin this on you. He has to wait for it to go down while he bangs his head softly against the shower walls. Once it’s soft, or at least semi-hard, he wraps a towel around his waist and tries to wipe the smeared war paint off with another towel. Don’t think that stuff comes off easily it is made to last through the day.

Reiko keeps wiping the black paint off as he walks through the halls of the barracks. As he starts to think that he has his emotions and desires under control—HE JUST CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE! The confusion! The eyes of other soldiers! The fact that everyone is telling him not to say anything to you BECAUSE THEY HAVE SO LITTLE FAITH IN HIM AND ARE TRYING TO TRICK HIM!

That does it! He throws down the towel in the middle of the hallways before turning on his heels and walking towards your room. The war paint was not fully off so it looked like he lightly used a black eyeliner pencil around his eyes. It was hot you’ll see in a second.

Reiko wastes no time on knocking or even turning the doorknob to your room. You had only five seconds before your door was kicked in. In those five seconds you heard quick wet footsteps up to your door almost like someone literally stepped out of the shower and walked to your room. It started off light then grew heavy before a BAM.

You’re in the middle of doing your skincare routine because screw letting your pores be clogged with sweat and dirt. You see in the reflection of the mirror to see Reiko standing in the doorway. Your mouth falls open from the shock of the door being kicked open to being even more shocked that he has only a towel wrapped around his waist. He’s huffing as he slams the door shut behind him before making his way towards you and only then do you react. You turn around and try to keep your distance because you have no idea what he is mad about now. Did General Shao talk about you? Did someone taunt him? Did it even have anything to do with you?? You had no clue.

“W-wait! What?! What did I do now?” You whine as you leap onto your bed with the idea of using it as a barrier between you two.

It fails because he is quick to move to the other side of your bed. You are so scared you drop onto your bed with a little bounce. You clutch the top of your bathrobe together like they were an imaginary set of pearls. Your eyes stare up at Reiko as he creeps closer. His hands suddenly grab your face and you are a bit surprised it’s not rough enough to bruise you. And then he said it.

“I like you…I think I love you. I love the way you fight. I love your need to serve all of Outworld. You are the woman I need. Ever since we fought I knew I needed you by my side.”

“…”

“…”

“…oh…”

There is this awkwardness that takes over the whole room. You don’t say much because you are unsure of how truthful Reiko is. This could be a trick. Someone could’ve snitched and this was his way of humiliating you. But would he really go through that with only a towel on, his war paint nearly wiped off, and his hair down as it still drips with water? He is just as vulnerable in this situation as you are. You are two vulnerable lovesick fools who took too long to say something. Now that love and admiration have come dripping out.

“Are you…being serious?” You are not trying to be mean, you are genuinely asking.

His eyes narrow in anger and for a second you feel panic rising in you. But then he kisses you. It’s messy and rough and yet it feels so good. Your lips are soft compared to his slightly damaged rough lips. One hand stays on your face while the other slides to the back to hold your head. Your breathing grows heavy as the passion chokes you both before he pulls away. You look into his eyes and you know that his intentions are true.

“Any more stupid questions?” He asks somewhat aggressively, which is natural.

You nod your head no. Reiko leans back in and kisses you more, passion driving his actions. His kisses are not perfect, but you still love them. You’re not perfect with your kisses either. His body begins to press against yours until your back is pressed against your bed. His hands touch you with great curiosity and hunger, knowing where he wants to touch you but savoring every feeling beneath his fingertips. Though you hate to stop this beautiful moment as your bodies begin to heat up there is an important fact you must share if this tension is gonna break soon.

“Wait, Reiko, hold on,” you place your hands on his chest to push him back a little, “I’m a virgin.”

“So am I.” He replies casually because why should he be ashamed? He spent all his life fighting and winning battles. Do you think anyone’s gonna shame him for not having sex before this point?

There is much to talk about with this new relationship but that must wait. You two need to release that tension that has been building up for a while now. Make sure to take it slow.

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The moans and groans of virgins can be so sweet. Skin-to-skin contact is exhilarating when the need to love one another runs through you. Oh yes and the fact that Reiko was pounding into you.

You two tried to take it slow. You especially wanted to take it slow once you saw what was behind that towel. Six inches is nothing to sneeze at. But it was the fact that it was thick and had a curve to it. That’s what made you question if it would even fit. He would make that fit, slowly but surely.

Look, he tried to do it slowly and gently but the moment the tip went in it was hard to hold back. His hands gripped your sheets as he stretched you out. The pain you felt was dull and almost pleasurable. You let out little gasps as you took in more of his cock. Your pussy clenched around him, making it even harder for him to stay calm. Reiko struggled to hold back. Your body was like a drug, and he wanted to chase that high that your warm pussy was giving him. The moment you gave him the okay his mind went blank and he started thrusting.

Whatever Shao told him before was forgotten. What did he advise him about? Reiko can’t recall. All his mind could focus on was the pleasure and heat of your body.

And now, Reiko has you right where he wants you. Beneath him and at his mercy. Except it wasn’t like before when you two fought. He doesn’t want to put you beneath him to teach you a lesson about how he is better than you. He wants you beneath him so he can give you the greatest pleasure a man could give to his lover. And that’s how he will show you that he is better and on top. Sorry, he’s competitive even in bed.

He looks down at you, your eyes closed and your mouth slightly open as you pant. Your moans bounce off the walls and slip under your door. The bed creaks with the headboard occasionally tapping against the wall. Reiko’s head reels back as he groans in pleasure like he is letting the gods know the sins you two are creating. But even if the gods don’t hear it, the barracks do. Y’all really shouldn’t be this noisy but your minds are mush. You could only focus on each other. And damn any soldier who is against you and Reiko having some fun.

His hands squeeze your thighs harshly as he keeps your legs open. His eyes move across your body, taking in every bruise and scratch you gained from training. A bit of pride creeps up into his chest as he takes in the fact that he is fucking the best female soldier he has ever seen. That pride urges him to do more. Pleasure you with the love and desire he holds for you.

He leans down and nuzzles his face against the side of your neck before biting it. Yes, biting, because kissing wouldn’t be enough for Reiko. He bites just enough for it to sting but not enough to break skin. You yelp out in pain before it gets drowned out by another moan as he thrusts into you. You can’t see it but as his teeth find another place to sink into, he has this smug smile on his face. He indulges in your reactions. More, more, give him more! Feed his ego!

He starts going rougher, pulling out till it’s only the tip left inside before slamming back in. A wet sound is made every time he pulls out. The sound of skin slapping against each other was now added to the orchestra of lewd sounds coming from your room. If you weren’t somewhat fucked out of your mind you would be embarrassed by how your body was reacting to this. Your cheeks would heat up hearing how wet you were for Reiko. Getting turned on by a man who is happily marking you, slut! Reiko’s slut!

The left side of your neck and your shoulder are littered with bite marks that will surely bruise by the time the sun rises. His lips dance across your skin to find another place to mark up. He moves lower till he gets to your tits. The way they jiggled slightly with each thrust tempts him to mark them too. Why not, what does Reiko lose from showing others that you are his lady? Exactly, nothing. That’s why he starts sucking at the sensitive skin of your tits to mark them with hickeys. Those beautiful red hickeys will take days to fade away.

You felt his tongue begin to swirl around your nipple. His hot breath tickles your skin as his warm saliva coats your nipple. His lips wrap around the sensitive bud, sucking on it as he starts rolling his hips. Your back arches from the pleasure that came from that. Every time he rolled his hips it rubbed against your clit. It works well with his curved cock as it begins to rub against your g-spot. It makes your toes curl and you get the sudden urge to wrap your legs around his waist and never let him go. The only thing stopping you was his hands which kept your legs open. Reiko is in full control and all you can do is arch your back as you moan his name.

Gods, hearing you moan his name drove him crazy. It makes him go rougher. The slapping sound gets louder as his balls slap against your ass. He sucks a little harder on your nipple until his teeth start to lightly graze it. They threatened to bite down, but not fully, he’s not a maniac. Once you start to feel a slight sting on your nipple that’s when your hand goes up and yanks on his hair. He groaned not from pain but from pleasure when you did that. He snickers before saying,

“What, are you afraid of a little pain? I thought you were tougher than that. Come on gorgeous, I know you can take it.”

“Shut up…” You whine out. You sound pathetic trying to fight off your moans when you say that.

You yank his hair again, earning yourself another satisfied groan from him. He slams into you while grinding his hips so he can rub against your clit. It works in making you weak enough to let go of his hair and pleasure you. He takes the chance to move his mouth to your other tit. His slick tongue licks your nipple before he bites down around your nipple. Teeth marks showed up around the areola. You yelp at the sting that dwindles into a light-burning sensation on your right tit. That’s definitely gonna leave a mark.

“Ow Reiko! You bastard!” You scold him.

But what’s the point in scolding him when he knew you liked it? He felt how your walls squeezed and pulsed around him. The wet sound grew louder since you got wetter from the pain. That son of a bitch chuckles from the fact that the pain he was giving you was pleasuring you. It turns him on more and you feel his cock twitch inside you.

You recognize that you are getting closer to cumming. It felt like a knot in your lower belly was growing tighter with each thrust. Your body grows hotter and your breath becomes shorter. Your hands grab Reiko’s shoulders before your nails dig into his pale skin. Red scratch marks are left behind as your grip grows tighter. He keeps rolling his hips and thrusting at an angle, your reaction letting him know he is hitting those sweet spots. Your pussy pulses around his cock until finally that knot in you snaps. This warm feeling in your lower belly swirls and consumes your body. You feel like you can breathe again but all that air is being used up on your desperate moans. That pleasure reaches your brain and it’s like everything you were worried about was gone. Your mind was clear and all you could think about was Reiko’s thick cock stretching you out.

Reiko listens to the sweet moans that slip past your lips as he keeps pounding into you. He looks into your beautiful eyes, eyes wet with tears. They were happy tears. Happy to be fucked out of your mind. His cock twitches from the knowledge that he was the first man to make you feel such ecstasy. He plans to be the only man to give you that high that everyone deserves to get.

All the emotions, the noises, the pain and pleasure, it was enough to make Reiko cum. He thrusts into your warm, wet pussy before he pulls out quickly. His lips crash against yours to sloppily kiss you. Truly, this kiss was sloppy. He couldn’t keep his mouth closed the whole time with all those groans and…oh fuck he’s moaning. Breathy low moans come from him as his cock twitches between your legs. Warm cum splatters all over your stomach and even reach up to your tits. It drips down your sides as he finally manages to close his mouth and goes back to kissing you. Some saliva drips out and dribbles down both your chins. Aw, poor Reiko, he was so pent up.

He slowly pulls away, a string of saliva still connecting your lips. He lets go of your legs. They go limp from how weak you are. You’re both panting. Your skin slightly glistens with sweat and so does his. You are soaked down there with some of your wetness dripping down onto the sheets. After a few deep breaths, one of you manages to say something.

“So, do you still think I am joking?” Reiko asks.

“Obviously not. I felt the love you have for me.” And you still do as you remember it all. Got you shivering like it was still going on.

He laughs almost mockingly as he grabs the towel that he used before to clean you up. Look at him being a gentleman and cleaning his cum off your body. Only a man who loves you would do that.

When he finishes, he throws the towel in some random corner as he lies next to you. His head lays against your pillows as his arm rests over his eyes. He is still breathing heavily as he takes in everything that happened. The feeling of your body against his and how nicely your pussy squeezed him is fresh in his mind. So fresh his cock twitches as if it were still in you. That’s what good pussy does to a man. It stays with him.

You snuggle up to him and his arm instinctively wraps around you. You rest your head on his chest as his hand squeezes your shoulder. Your fingers trace over his abs, something you thought you would never be able to do before. Your heart flutters when you realize that Reiko is yours. He is your man now. He wanted you just as badly as you wanted him and now he is yours. You can’t help but smile as you lean up to kiss along his jawline. He smiles before looking down and kissing your forehead.

“So what, you’re going to act all lovey with me now that we are together?”

“Hah, maybe in the bedroom but not on the training grounds. I’ll still beat your ass in a loving way.”

You can see the smile on his face become prouder as he says, “I’d like nothing better.”

With one last kiss on the lips, you begin to fall asleep in his arms. Your body is satisfied, and your heart is full of love. And even if Reiko is your boyfriend now, your words are true. You will beat his ass with everything you got. You’ll keep being the warrior he fell in love with, just with a few more kisses and hugs sprinkled in.

Ah actually before you sleep I’ll advise you to apologize to the other soldiers in the morning. You were not discreet at all. Even General Shao heard what you did. That’ll be fun to deal with in the morning.

Yap notes: Uhhhh yeah that was long. I should've been working on final papers but I really just wanted to finish this fic. I hope this is good because I felt uncertain in some places. Idk I just wanted to feel some joy again this semester sucks and the past few days have been awful. Anyway I freaking love Reiko. He makes me question my morals. But he is so hot. I can't play with him in front of my fiancé sometimes because he makes fun of him. On test your might to be more specific. There was one time I was looking for tramp stamp inspirations (don't judge me I just think they are neat) and we saw a tattoo and he said "that's probably what it looks like after having sex with Reiko" like hush 😭. 👇

I should get back to my papers and I hope I can just have some free time soon. This semester is killing me. Adiós!

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Stray Kids Historical AU! Series Hub

WIP

Oh boy! After my poll, Stray Kids was decided as the subject of my next series! Below you will find the overviews for each story and I will be working on them next and uploading them as I finish. Hopefully it won't take more than a week to get them all up, so stay tuned!

I'll be going in age order, so Bang Chan first and I.N. last.

Let me know if you want to be on a taglist! I do those, just not had too many requests to do so.

(I also struggled to find a Historical-type outfit for Changbin that wasn't older so if anyone has something more recent, let me know. I really only check on Pinterest so...)

Only You - Bang Chan [NSFW]

King! Bang Chan x Noble! AFAB! Reader

Summary: You are a nobleman's daughter and your father is struggling to find you a husband. The king refuses to marry all of the women brought to him and will not take any concubines. You end up meeting each other. ~4.5k

Her Hero - Lee Know [NSFW]

Podocheong! Lee Know x Noble! AFAB! Reader

(The Podocheong were like the police of Joseon Era Korea)

Summary: When a political rival of your father kidnaps you for a ransom, your father calls on the Podocheong (Police) to rescue you. An extremely handsome Bujang (Lieutenant) rescues you, but you would be loathe to admit you need (and like) a hero. =5k

Kept Secret - Changbin [NSFW]

Wonsanghwa! Changbin x Princess! AFAB! Reader

(A Wonsanghwa was essentially the guy who trained the Hwarang)

Summary: You are the youngest princess, and because of that you get the most freedom. The only thing your father refuses is to let you learn to fight. So, you get rid of the middleman and go straight to the Wonsanghwa. ~4.6k

Love is Free - Hyunjin [WIP]

Prince! Hyunjin x Merchant! AFAB! Reader

Summary: You run a store for your father that sells all kinds of clothing and accessories. A nobleman comes by nearly every other day and will buy anything you recommend. You figured at first he was there to buy gifts for his girl, but turns out, he doesn't have on. Yet.

Beside Me - Han [WIP]

Noble! Han x Princess! AFAB! Reader

Summary: You often go to spend the day with your best friend at her husband's family's estate, using it as an excuse to leave the palace. Your friend's younger-brother-in-law normally keeps to himself, but you heard he's actually really fun. You're determined to bring him out of his shell.

Getting Closer - Felix [WIP]

Noble! Felix x Handmaiden! AFAB! Reader

Summary: You had been training ever since you were a little girl to grow up and serve the crown prince and later the king. Because of that, you grew up with the prince as well. Though, the one that always had caught your eye, was the prince's best friend.

Favorite Place - Seungmin [WIP]

Noble! Seungmin x Princess! AFAB! Reader

Summary: You are a habitual escape artist, sneaking away from the palace as often as you could to actual live a fun life. Your best friend of nearly twenty years is always on the other side of the wall to catch you. Every so often though, he goes into the palace to see you instead.

Keep You Safe - I.N. [WIP]

Personal Guard! I.N. x Noble! AFAB! Reader

Summary: Your father, because of his political position, he hired a private guard to keep you safe. He was always disguised as either a servant or a suitor. You have yet to see him actually need to protect you, and you were honestly fairly curious how well he'd do.

Master-Master List

Stray Kids Master List

Taglist: @huldrelokken, @estella-novella, @astrobebba, @kayleefriedchicken, @minghaosimp, @cassandramrn, @qwonyoung23, @stresskidz, @rhonnie23