#literally my first thought when I realized that those weren't markings in his face and he was just hollow was “I COULD PUT MY FINGERS THERE”

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I lied last time sorry. Robot freak posts will not stop

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There was a time that Ganondorf would make himself smaller for those who held more than he did. A time when subterfuge was employed to attempt and seize the lives of those in the way of his grandiose ambitions. Unfortunately for him, and those underneath, he failed. When he faced down death at the hands of those damned sages and arose shortly after imbued with more power than any could hope to harbor that was all put behind him. Ganondorf already relished in the slaying of his foes however fast or slowly their fall but the boost in every aspect the Triforce Of Power bestowed upon him was also applied to his thirst for battle, a thirst for a challenge. Part of him wished that the fabled Hero could've risen to the occasion but then his future would've been far more uncertain.

The last of this trio of relic wielders stood before Fariah while she wound up for the attack. The honorifics placed in between movements was odd to him but quickly he realized that this may be tantamount to enacting war with this now obviously bloodthirsty nation. He lent the battlehungry portion no thought beyond their trade relations but such things were always different when demonstrated. A man of action after all needs a trial.

There was a crack in his statuesque presentation. Ganondorf smirked as she got closer both literally and figuratively to the moment of attack. After barking his challenge the world within him grew still. He was awaiting her strike since he'd figured she would enact a direct one when he blade tasted the air. The obvious signs she wished for a battle as it drew closer were oddly satisfying to behold... he didn't at all expect to intimidate her out of her convictions yet the Empress showed a ferocity that was getting the excitement going within him as well. It was infectious. For a moment he thought her a kindred soul if it weren't for the perceived disrespect. Such words and assertions couldn't go unanswered. She had him beat in the realm of debate but this would be where he assesses her.

Without even so much as a blow did he find this promising...

Not only did she not opt for her mystical weapon but there was a hidden one behind the attire. If that wasn't already impressive she'd employed her so-called Regent as well to give her a leg up. All actions whether minute or overt were picked apart and no criticism came. Silent or other.

His eyes followed her first then his entire head to watch her approach. The look upon that foreign mug was aching for steel to meet steel then eat flesh. Whose would get marked first? Who would have the final blow? Again, Ganondorf didn't intend to fight to the death but she was treating it that way regardless. Just as he wanted.

"Hmph...!" That smirk vanished when her technique was observed. The footwork and then the oncomming thrust was recognized. An attack that was backed in defense.

Ganondorf's features twisted with effort as he'd intercepted her weapon with his own. The extra height did in fact work to her advantage for the moment. He couldn't have repelled her without risking the blow landing thusly he needed to neutralize the strike. Their weapons meeting reverberated throughout the dining hall producing sparks from the seemingly otherworldly blade as well. Blessed steel is just that: steel. ". . ."

"Unforgiving winds, ceaseless sun, a looming kingdom of fair-skinned bigots. If I still stand after that and more then you are nothing Empress." Muscles in his arm were tense while their crossed blades held. "Hahaha, if you wanted to know more of my origins you'd need only ask. I was more than willing to tell you of this lands golden treasure."

"...Are we really going to do this."

It was spoken with all the tonal variation of an annoyed mother with an unruly child. The shock of Ganondorf's response had stayed briefly, a flicker of an incredulous creased brow while her ears snapped flush to her head. Markesh looked more worried than she did, in part because he had come between the two of them and was therefore in the line of fire.

The reveal of the larger man's weapon had the Aeroglaive understandably in fits. A shift of its tone, the weapon was practically vibrating loose papers off the table under it in its otherwise-unspoken commands to the imminent dangers it believed its wielder to be in. It knew the other sword wasn't a thing of the world, either constructed with or enchanted by some form of malevolent magicks, and so its tone wavered between high and low in her ears.

"...Alright."

This was not something Fariah could talk her way out of anymore. Quite apparently, the talking part was finished, and although she might agree that in her caution she had perhaps come across as condescending, it was in her mind that it was strictly for the good of it. Perhaps she'd poke at it later, or maybe she wouldn't.

Slowly, she reached up and pulled the crown from her head, letting the links fall and drape over her fingers.

"Markesh!"

The young Regent snapped up to attention at the address, tall and sharp, reluctantly taking his eyes off of the very angry King of Hyrule to his other side. "Yes, Your Imperial Grace!"

"Since you have been so instrumental in all of this, I command your opinion."

The crown laid gently over a stack of books, she was reaching up to pull the veil and drape from her head and shoulders, taking care to set it over the crown so the gilded cluster of ten hands grasping across the back could be visibly seen. The large elaborate earrings were soon to join it.

"Do you take this as an act of aggression toward me, the representative of the Three and Ten Archipelago, the Empire of Sidhe."

"Yes, Your Imperial Grace."

The answer was instantaneous, and she nodded at it before continuing. "Would you, then, deem it appropriate to respond in kind, in retaliation."

By now, Markesh had slowly slid his way closer to his Empress, but his answer -although hesitant- remained the same. "Yes! Your Imperial Grace."

"Good."

Her confirmation sounded a little too pleasant. One might think Fariah relished the thought of violence, the musical tone beneath the one word betraying such. In truth, she did. With the strained amiability now dropped, only glory remained, the want of bloodshed long since locked dormant let loose. A faint glimmer of the lust for it sparked behind her eyes, a shudder down her spine of adrenaline and anticipation. Her heart was beginning to beat faster now and around it, her breath deepened.

Her left hand moved smoothly across her front to a fold in the front right of the skirt. Fingers found the embellished hilt of the sword there, wrapped around it like she was greeting an old friend. The Aeroglaive was left in its place on the table, rattling its warnings. In its expected place and with a flare of fabric as it was pulled free was her personal sword.

The slender blade with its white-gold inlays, a spark of it in the shape of a shooting star at the point, it rang as though the air itself caused it to vibrate. The coronation gift from the Oracles of the Clouded Isle, it had served her well before and she asked silently for it to serve her well now.

She rested it horizontally in front of her at a starting stance, her free palm against the center of the blade and once more lowering those hardened eyes into her opponent's. Normally, she would have given one final warning, a chance for the other to back down. But staring at the monolith across the room told her he was beyond that, a point of no return.

"Good. Get down."

It wasn't even a Push. A simple command from his Empress directed at her Regent still trying to get out of the way, but the way it dripped almost tangibly from her painted lips was enough his eyes glazed and he immediately complied, kneeling close to the floor. With a shuffle of silk and a chime of the jewelry that remained, she angled the yatagan so it followed her side and began to close the distance.

Ganondorf was a decent height taller than she was, and now had a more considerable reach. Fariah knew she would have to take that into consideration, her path adjusting accordingly. She crested Markesh's prone form, using him as a brief step up onto the table in his enthralled state to give her added height and a clear shot at her opponent, pacing into a run along the wooden edge of it.

The nearer she drew, the more she felt the exhilaration of the impending duel. The more she wanted it. Such sensation came to a head as she came within the final reach, putting a foot heel-down to slow her momentum for the strike.

She never felt the expectant half-grin plastered across her face, or that she carried it into her eyes. The swirling infernous spark of the now-unleashed need to subjugate writhing the surface of that gilded gaze.

"I'm going to make you G R O V E L !"

It was a threat she intended fully on making real, her sword arm swinging the humming blade in the direction of his neck. A flick of the wrist limned an arc that was barely a shining white line in the air and she followed its trajectory with her body, a foot stabilizing to take whatever brunt of a defense he would put up.

[certifiedjaeger]

Imagine - AOT Boys with a Breeding Kink

Characters: Eren, Armin, Jean, Connie, Porco, Erwin, Levi

Warnings: 18+ content, breeding kink, possessiveness, pregnancy, rough sex, hair pulling, degradation (just a little bit)

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Eren - The Possessive One

He is definitely the most possessive out of anyone

He prides himself on the fact that he is yours and you are his, and if anything (or should I say, anyone) comes in the way of that, he can get a little intense...

Never in a serious way, he is secure enough to know that you'd never hurt him or let any other man get in the way of what you two have

But he does like to "punish" you a bit and remind you about who you belong to

He plays along with you, telling you how this is his pussy and that he's going to fill it up as much as he pleases

If you tease him or purposefully make him jealous by talking to some other guy, later on that night you can expect to be roughly pinned down underneath his overpowering body. With hot breath fanning across your neck, he'll hover right over your ear and threateningly growl, "I'm gonna put a fucking baby in you, that way all of these little boys will know exactly who you belong to."

He'll bite your neck, enjoying the way that you cry out and painfully dig your nails into his back. "Gonna make you regret ever talking to him... Don't you know by now that you're mine, babygirl?" he'll ask, smile wicked as ever as he places his rough hand around your neck, squeezing ever so slightly - not enough to hurt, but enough to have you squeezing your thighs shut in anticipation

"Nuh uh," he'll scold. "Need those open, baby. How else am I gonna fill you up with all of my cum?" he'd feign innocence, a pout you knew to be superficial adorning his face, while sweetly stroking your cheek. With eyes wild as ever, he'd watch you slowly lose your composure underneath him before whispering, "By the time I'm done with you, you'll have my cum spilling out of you, covering every surface of your pretty little body. No guy will ever want to talk to you again after I mark my territory."

Armin - The Insecure One

He wouldn't be able to stop thinking about the idea of you pregnant with his baby

Even if kids weren't even on the table for either of you yet, just the simple fantasy of putting a baby inside of you would have him alarmingly hard within seconds

He knows part of it stems from his insecurity of thinking that you could leave him at any moment, that you'd someday realize you deserve better than him and leave (you never would omg armin 😔). Part of him felt that a child shared between you two would surely have you keep him around - Although, he knows how ridiculous and messed up it is to think such things; he knows you love him, his insecurity just gets the best of him sometimes

He'd be a bit shy about his secret fantasies and wouldn't indulge in them unless you came clean first, telling him how hot you think it'd be for him to breed you

Just you saying that to him would have him biting back a moan and leaking precum all over his briefs

God, he'd be so needy after that, too

Constantly needing to fill you up with every last drop of cum from his pretty pink tip and always asking you to play along with him, loving it when you beg him to put a baby inside of you

And sometimes, if he were playing with himself, he'd come over to you and say that he needed somewhere to put his cum, stroking himself desperately with eyes beckoning you over to spread your legs for him

Asking you sweetly, "Will you be a good girl for me while I fill you up?"

The thought of you being full of his cum really does wonders to this man's heart <3

(He can't wait for the day he actually can get you pregnant - He would be so relentless while you were pregnant too, head swimming with thoughts of it being his baby that's inside of you, while already talking about the next one he wants to put in you)

Jean - The Lovestruck One

The type to worship your body - Literally

Feels honored being able to give you his cum and becomes obsessed with the idea of you, an actual goddess, being so full of him, a mere mortal (he's so dramatic 🙄)

Constantly tells you how pretty you look with his cum inside of you

Also tells you how you'd look even prettier with his baby inside of you and swears he falls in love with you all over again with how you moan at his words

Definitely the type to try and be a tough dom at first like, "I'm gonna fuck my cum so deep into that little pussy of yours, you better be ready"

And you'd play along, feigning innocence while blinking up at him doe eyed and speaking with a soft voice, "you're gonna put a baby in me?"

And he'd be like........... "yes 🥺" with his voice probably cracking because his whole tough guy façade instantly comes crashing down the moment you mention having his baby

He'd be really soft but so eager, probably hugging you close to his body while his breath hitches and he whispers in your ear, "Gonna put my baby in you... Gonna make you a mommy... Fuck, our kid's gonna be so cute"

And afterward, if it was a bit too early for you two to start a family, you'd have to remind him like, "You know I'm on birth control...... You know you're not actually going to get me pregnant 🤨" since he seemed to be getting just a little too into it...

And he would just kind of scratch the back of his neck while looking away from you to hide his blush, before shyly muttering, "Well yeah, but a guy can dream, can't he?"

Connie - The Jokester

Definitely brought up having a breeding kink as a joke

He'd look at the nonexistent watch on his wrist and turn to you saying, "C'mon, babe - it's 9 o'clock, time for our daily scheduled sexual activities, time for me to go breed you! 😋" the big smile on his face making you laugh as he dragged you to the bedroom

"Did you just say you were going to fucking breed me?" you'd snort while narrowing your eyes at your ridiculous boyfriend

"Yep, what else is there to do but put my seed inside of my girlfriend and have her produce my offspring at 9pm on a tuesday night?" he'd quip back, a fake, innocent pout displayed across his face

"There is something wrong with you, like actually," your giggles returning as you swat your boyfriend's hands away from you. "And don't say seed, you're so gross," you'd wrestle around in his relentless grip

"I'm gonna give you my seed, gonna give you every last drop of my baby-producing seed," he'd laugh along with you, smiling at your cute attempt to get free from him

"Ew, shut up," your smile betraying your tone of disgust as you finally give in to him and let him tackle you to the bed, his addictive laughter being the last thing you hear before he kisses you

But, eventually... surprise, surprise... it wasn't until he was actually inside of you that the concept of it started to actually really turn him on

Definitely has always had a thing for cumming on your tits (he just thinks it's one of the hottest things ever), but you'll find that instead of pulling out to paint a pretty lil picture on your chest, he'll slowly start to stay inside of you more and more, relishing in the feeling of his cum inside of you as he reexamines his feelings on having a breeding kink

Will also make suggestive jokes about how full you are while out with other people (they don't get it, but you certainly do - earns him a death glare or two)

"Damn, babe, you didn't eat a lot of your food... Are you... full? You can't be that full?" he'll say, trying to stifle his laughter. Other people just think he's being his normal odd self, not really paying any mind to his weird antics, but you know better... "Oh well, I'm sure you'll be full by the end of the night," he'd shrug, trying to hide the smile creeping its way onto his face as you hit his arm

Porco - The Rough Family Man

Always talks about how he wants a big family and is gonna fuck several babies into you 👀

"Gonna let me put my fucking kids in you tonight?" He'd say with a grunt, pinning you against him and the bedroom wall while dark, intense eyes look down at you from above

He adores you, but is also wildly rough with you

You're his girl though and he knows you can take it (Something he's particularly proud of - Loves that his girl is strong enough to handle him being so rough. Of course he would ease up if you wanted, but you never do; you're completely always matching his energy and always wanting more...)

Speaking of being rough, he loves manhandling you - throwing you on the bed, pulling your hair, smacking you around, leaving bruises and marks, all of it... It drives him crazy with lust that you trust him enough to let him use you as his little plaything

As he nears his peak, he likes to pull out of you and stroke himself till thick ropes of warm cum shoot out toward your abused entrance, enjoying the sight of you being so heavily covered in him, before plunging deep inside of you once more and fucking his cum as far as he can into your fluttering walls

"You always take me so well, princess... You like the way my cum feels inside of you, don't you?" He'd chuckle in your ear, pinning the hands that had tried to hold onto his shoulders above your head. "Daddy's little whore loves it, I bet," he'd bite harshly at your bottom lip, enjoying the small whimpers that escaped your mouth as you lay so submissively, and so full of trust, underneath him

Afterward, you'll tease him about how he treats you in bed, saying something about how "disrespectful it is to the future mother of his children"

And he'll roll his eyes, playfully pushing you away (but secretly feeling positively weak at the knees at your mention of bearing his children; his heart may have even skipped a beat, but he'll never tell)

He'll then pull you into him and cheekily slap your ass before kissing the top of your head, saying, "Well then, maybe the future mother of my children shouldn't like it so much"

Erwin - The Actual Dad™

I imagine you already have a kid or two with him, so he is an actual father (daddy erwin, hi hello 🥰)

Naturally dominant, and yet, also loving and passionate

You're his wife and he is deeply protective of you (and his babies!) and loves you more than life itself

BUT 😈 he still enjoys having fun with you... and like I said... this man is naturally dominant, so...

I mean for instance, regardless of where he is or who he's with, everyone's attention is instantly on him if he enters a room; his presence is just that commanding, so you can imagine what it's like in the bedroom...

(also yes, you *do* occasionally call him Commander in bed, which always earns you a frightening, lustful look... Call him that and you're guaranteed to be deliciously sore the next day)

But his absolute favorite thing to be called is daddy 😇

And he LOVES it when you casually call him daddy around the kids

Like if your two year old son is upset about him having to leave for work, you'll say something like, "Don't worry, honey, daddy's gonna come home later tonight"

And he'll come up to you and whisper in your ear, "Daddy's coming where tonight?" chuckling lightly at your small gasp

Let's just say that later that night, after daddy comes home from work and tucks his son into bed, he makes sure to pay special attention to mommy 😈

He'll have his looming presence over your body, thrusting powerfully into you (like a jackhammer? okay, yes, definitely like a jackhammer - the man is strong), while kissing roughly at your neck

The last thing you'll hear before he lets himself go is, "How'd you like it if daddy put another baby in you?"

Levi - The Relentless One

He would be absolutely feral

He's been so deprived of any type of sexual gratification throughout his adult years that he would constantly have you on your knees for him

He doesn't put up with just anyone, let alone get close enough to people for him to let down his guard, so you would be quite special to him

And he would treat you as such <3

But, he would also be needy - Not particularly in an insecure way (like Armin, sorry babe lol), but more so in a 'I have a lot of stamina and that is just something you're going to have to deal with' type of way; its just that he has so much pent up sexual frustration, he needs somewhere to put it

He'd get home from work and would have you pinned against the wall, his cock already hard through his trousers, as he roughly whispers in your ear, "I've missed you”

This man, let me tell you....... This. Man. Has. STAMINA !!!

He will fuck you over and over, never tiring, as he fucks his cum deep inside of you again and again until you physically can't handle it anymore

He'd be gentle with your body afterward, though, (🥺) eternally grateful to you for letting him use your body as his sort of playground. Soft kisses would be placed against your cheek and he'd chuckle lightly saying, "Thank you for putting up with me"

"Think I finally got you pregnant this time?" he'd sarcastically remark, the corner of his mouth turning up slightly at the absurdity of you not being pregnant with how much he's fucked you during your time together. "Think you could handle a couple of little Levi's running around?" he'd joke, patting your lower stomach gently, while thoughts of you plump and round with his baby filled his head.

Bonus: This would be you after Levi pulls out lmao

[liuhsng]

Hey! I saw that your requests were open so how about an Omegaverse fic (i think you will become the first Enhypen blog to ever write one, mwah) where the Popular! Student Jungwon goes after a not-so-popular and shy omega reader?

✩ˎˊ˗ how to claim an omega ( yjw ! )

✩ˎˊ˗ part of the untouchable series | enhypen masterlist ⤷ word count: 10.2k ⤷ warning/s: a/b/o au, slow burn-ish all characters are aged up and legal !, cursing, female pronouns, female reader, mutual pining, shy!reader, jungwon not believing that you two are mates despite the very obvious signs, down bad! jungwon ✩ˎˊ˗ summary: yang jungwon has always been the definition of the word "perfect," almost around him almost praise and kiss the ground he walks on. even when it came to girls, various omegas practically throw themselves at the pureblooded alpha, but the oh-so perfect yang jungwon never pays them any mind because he already has his eyes set on a certain timid omega who has been trying her best to avoid him at all costs. and he won't stop until he gets what wants, in that case? you. or where it only took jungwon three years and three chances to finally get you.

sweet cream and lavender, those were the only thoughts running through the pureblooded alpha's mind as he sat down in his next class, surrounded by a sea of admiring gazes from his classmates, most of them being omega females. their eyes followed his every move like he was prey, a gazelle surrounded by lions, a bunny running away from wolves — ironic how he was the wolf and has the highest placement in the food chain within the four walls. but jungwon paid them no mind, he was used to the attention, immune to their advances.

ever since he stepped foot into the university, yang jungwon had been the epitome of perfection, a pureblooded alpha with his tall stature, soft yet sharp features, confident aura, one hell of a family background, and a charming smile paired with dimples that nobody could say 'no' to, it was like he was born to be praised and bowed down upon. he was the alpha that every omega dreamed of, yet he decided to remain aloof. for his heart belonged to one, and one alone.

"council meeting later at four, don't be late." jungwon felt a sharp slap behind his head, pulling him away from his thoughts. a low growl instictively formed in his throat, but as he recognized the voice and the scent that accompanied it, his shoulders slumped and he rolled his eyes.

turning around, he came face to face with one of his best friend's and fellow alpha, lee heeseung�� who also happened to be the student council vice president, with a shit-eating grin on the older male's face.

''for fuck's sake, i'm literally the president.'' jungwon growled, his voice dripping with irritation , startling the beta sitting beside him who had been minding his own business. jungwon sent an apologetic look towards hum before redirecting his irritation towards the senior as he rubbed the back of his head where heeseung's slap had landed.

heeseung chuckled, the sound falling on deaf ears on the loud room as took a step closer, seemingly unfazed by jungwon's anger. "you're the president yet you can't control that anger of yours," he remarked, his tone teasing. "you weren't like this before, what has gotten into you?"

he wanted to scream: 'sweet cream and lavender, the omega sitting two seats in front of me, the only girl plaguing my mind, my omega, claim, mark, mate.' but instead, he forced a nonchalant shrug. "nothing's gotten into me," jungwon replied curtly, his tone dismissive towards the older alpha, yet his stare continued to bore behind your back.

heeseung followed his gaze, pupils dilating as realization dawned on him. but before he could say anything further, he held himself back from doing so.

''what are you doing here?'' jungwon's voice cut through the air with exasperation, his annoyance seeping through even without glancing in heeseung's direction.

"i stopped by to get some documents from sunoo, but it seems like he isn't here for me to annoy," heeseung grunted, frustration evident in his tone as he scanned the large classroom in search of the mentioned male and the missing documents, yet his seat beside jungwon remained empty.

"dude, he's in the cafeteria with jay.'' jungwon snickered, still not sparing heeseung a glance. the older alpha's breath hitched at the mention of jay's name, his eyes widening. heeseung fixed his posture and made a beeline for the cafeteria.

jay and sunoo together were a force to be reckoned with, their antics often leaving chaos. as members of the student council, they held a certain level of responsibility, but when left alone, they were known to push the boundaries of what was deemed 'acceptable'. jake, their council secretary and another alpha, was often left to clean up after their antics, answering numerous calls and complaints about their 'recklessness.' yet jake always manages to save their asses, with the excuse that they were simply "pureblooded alphas who were used to everything going their way."

jungwon stifled a laugh, as he observed the confused faces of his classmates, their attention shifting from him to the well-known council vice president. the sight was amusing yet familiar, a regular occurrence— attention seemed to follow them wherever they were.

yang jungwon had grown accustomed to being the center of attention wherever he went. from a young age, he had been expected to embody the epitome of perfection, his pureblooded alpha status made doors open and people bowed in his presence. if he wanted something, all he had to do was ask, and it would be in the palm of his hands without hesitation. after all, he was the one and only yang jungwon, a name that carried power in every corner of their society.

yet, despite his status and influence, there was one thing that eluded him: you. the omega who sat just two seats away to his front, engrossed in a book probably older than the library, your presence often served him some sort of fascination that he couldn't put a finger to— and it was scary, because he never found fascination in anything. you were unlike anyone he had ever met, your quiet and gentle personality pulled him in. and your scent—oh, your scent—was simply intoxicating.

but try as he might, the young alpha found himself unable to grasp you, to claim you as his own, his own omega. and it wasn't for lack of trying; he had approached you countless times. yet each time, you slipped through his fingers like thin air.

the first time he had tried to approach you was during his freshman year, during the campus tour.

he was minding his own business, walking through the sea of students with practiced ease, his steps confident as he made his way across the campus hallways. he was a first year yet his name already put fear in other people's minds. yang jungwon, the golden boy of the yang family, a pureblooded alpha that can ruin your life just by making one call, the god and savior of their generation as they call him.

but amidst the chaos, his attention was drawn to your figure standing near the student guide that you were listening so well to, the student guide that he didn't bother knowing the name of. you seemed like you belonged there, your louis vuitton bag and your whole being was engulfed by chanel from head to toe yet your quiet presence was a stark contrast to the other omega's standing next to you.

intrigued, he started walking towards your direction, swiftly moving away from the three senior alpha's he was already familiar with before stepping in the university. with a charming smile firmly in place, he approached you, his footsteps light and confident as he closed stopped right in front of you.

"hey there," jungwon started, his voice smooth and friendly as he looked at you. "enjoying the tour?"

"hello," your response was polite but guarded, your eyes darting away from the handsome alpha's gaze as you muttered a brief affirmation. "it's okay, i guess." jungwon lowly hummed, your scent was slightly off, maybe it was because of nervousness? he didn't bother asking.

"so what brings you here?" the young alpha asked, his tone playful as he gestured to the sea of students surrounding the both of you. his scent was the first thing that greeted you and god was it intoxicating. he smelled like whiskey and cedarwood and it enveloped you, wrapping around your senses that left you feeling dizzy and disoriented. it was as if his scent was calling to you, and it messed with your mind in ways you didn't know were possible.

you blinked, momentarily taken aback by the intensity of his presence and the warmth by his smile. his eyes held nothing but curiosity as he waited for your response. despite your efforts to maintain your composure, you found yourself at a loss for words, the smell of his being and his proximity was making you and your omega feel breathless.

you just met him and this dimpled alpha was already doing things to you.

"i, uh, i'm just here for the tour like every first year," you stammered, your voice barely above a whisper as you struggled to form words in front of the alpha that you didn't even know the name of.

jungwon's smile only widened at your response, he noticed the shift in the air, the way his scent mingled with yours and it sent shivers down your spine. you scent, sweet scent and lavender, pulled him and messed with his senses.

you were startled when his scent only got stronger, a thoughtful looked crossed the alpha's features. "by the way," he said, his voice soft but firm, "what's your name?"

his question made you laugh, a shy smile tugged at the corners of your lips as you finally met his gaze. "it's (y/n)," you replied, the intensity of his gaze sending a shiver down your spine. "and yours?"

he returned your smile, "i'm jungwon. it's a pleasure to meet you, (y/n)." and not so surprisingly, your name sounded good when he said it, and it sent a rush of warmth flooding through you.

he stuck his hand out for a shake, and your cheeks dusted with pink as you took it. it was a simple gesture, but it was enough to send your heart racing and your thoughts spiraling.

suddenly, the student guide spoke, his voice cutting through the air and catching everyone's attention, including yours. "alright, everyone, if you could please gather around," he said, his tone firm yet cheerful as he gestured towards the group. "we're going to move on to the next part of the tour."

with a quick muttered excuse, you turned away from the male you now know as jungwon, the warmth of his smile still lingering in your mind as you hurried to join the rest of the group.

meanwhile, jungwon watched you go. he couldn't explain it, but there was something about you that drew him in, something that made him want to know more about the omega who had caught his attention without any effort. perhaps you were his mate, but he wasn't delusional enough to jump into conclusions.

"hey man, i found them." heeseung's voice interrupted his thoughts, pulling him back once again to reality. jungwon tore his gaze from the back of your head to the classroom doors.

heeseung stood at the doorway, his expression being a mixture of amusement and annoyance as he gestured towards the younger alpha to come with him. jungwon followed his friend's gaze, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips as he stood up from his seat, effortlessly catching attention as he strode towards heeseung.

as he passed by you, jungwon couldn't help but glance in your direction. your eyes briefly met his, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still. he saw the faint blush coat your cheeks as you quickly turned back to the book in your hands, and it was something that didn't escape his notice.

with a knowing smirk, jungwon continued on his way, his thoughts momentarily lingering on you. it amused him to no end that despite his advances, you still managed to evade his grasp.

heeseung patted his back, "come on, let's go get those troublemakers," the senior said with a chuckle, walking towards the cafeteria where jay and sunoo were no doubt stirring up trouble.

jungwon nodded, the smirk still playing at his lips as he followed heeseung.

heseung glanced at jungwon, a curious expression crossing his features as they made their way through the bustling halls. "why are you suddenly in a good mood?" he asked.

jungwon chuckled, "i told you, it's nothing." he replied with a casual shrug, but his subtle smirk betrayed him once again."

the older male arched an eyebrow, shooting jungwon a skeptical look. "nothing my ass, spit it out," he prodded.

jungwon nodded subtly back to the direction of his room, knowing that heeseung would understand the implication. "ah, i see. so it's about (y/n), huh?" he asked, his tone filled with amusement.

the younger chuckled in response, his expression confirming heeseung's suspicions. but the older male shook his head in mock disapproval, a teasing glint in his eyes. "you know, you've been dancing around this for a while now. why haven't you made your move yet?"

a sigh escaped jungwon's lips as he ran a hand through his hair. "trust me, i've been trying," he admitted, his tone laced with a hint of frustration. "but she keeps avoiding me for some reason." he added and turned his head, his gaze drifting towards where he last saw you.

"maybe she just hates your scent," heeseung joked, a playful smirk on his lips.

jungwon let out a soft chuckled, lightly punching heeseung's shoulder in response. "hey, my scent is irresistible, thank you very much," he retorted, a hint of amusement in his voice.

heeseung laughed, the sound echoing through the corridor as they continued on their way, but their conversation was interrupted by the sight of jay and sunoo appearing around the corner, each holding a handful of snacks.

"speak of the devils," heeseung said with a scowl, nodding towards the two that they've been looking for.

jay flashed them a mischievous grin. "hey, look at what we got!" sunoo followed suit, holding a towering stack of sandwiches. "we swear, we just bought food. no trouble was caused, not even from him," the pink haired alpha quickly added, shooting a pointed look towards jay.

jungwon chuckled at their antics, shaking his head in amusement. "heeseung has been looking all over for you."

the said male rolled his eyes and pointed at sunoo. "yeah, i need those documents from last week's meeting," he said with a pointed look towards the two.

jay's eyes widened. "oh, those documents," his blonde hair bounced as he feigned innocence. "i think i left them in...um, sunoo's dorm room?"

sunoo's eyes widened in realization. "wait, you mean the ones you spilled coffee all over?" he shot back.

heeseung's tired sigh filled the air as he rubbed his temples. "bro, what the actual fuck!?" he exclaimed, clearly done by their antics.

jungwon couldn't help but laugh at their banter as jay and sunoo scrambled to explain themselves which only seemed to worsen the situation. and the sight of a jake's furious expression as he ran towards the two alpha's was really a sight to see.

"get back here, you two fuckers!" jake's voice echoed down the corridor, the normally calm and collected alpha was now filled with irritation as his current scent of burning wood practically radiated off him, hot on jay and sunoo's heels.

with a shake of his head, heeseung joined the chase, leaving jungwon who sighed and scratched the back of his head.

the rustle of books in the library was a comforting sound to jungwon as he stepped into the vast room. rows upon rows of shelves towered over him despite his tall stature, each one filled with the knowledge and stories countless authors he grew up learning about.

sunlight streamed through the large glass windows, casting warm rays across the polished wooden floors. jungwon walked slowly, his steps muffled by the blood red carpeting beneath his feet. he ran his fingers along the spines of the books. the young alpha rounded a corner, but amidst the towering shelves and sea of quiet bodies, he saw you.

you were sitting at a wooden table with sunoo, surrounded by a stack of books, your attention fully absorbed in the pages before you. the gentle curve of your profile, illuminated by the soft glow of the reading lamp, drew him in like a moth to a flame. it was as if sunoo didn't even exist to him during this moment.

without realizing it, he found himself drawn closer, his steps cautious as he approached your table. jungwon cleared his throat softly, not wanting to startle you, but you remained lost in your own world, unaware of his presence.

sunoo gave jungwon a sly grin, his eyes flashing with amusement as he mouthed the words, "you finally got some balls to talk to her?", the teasing glint in sunoo's eyes was unmistakable.

jungwon shot sunoo a quick glare, silently willing him to be quiet, but sunoo only grinned wider, clearly enjoying jungwon's discomfort. but sunoo raised his hands in mock surrender, a playful smile still playing on his lips. sensing jungwon's need for privacy, the older pink-haired male quietly stood up.

with a nod of appreciation towards sunoo, jungwon turned his attention back to you. he raised a brow at you and your still oblivious form before before clearing his throat once again to grab your attention.

the sound echoed softly in the corner where you're seated in, cutting through the hushed atmosphere. you looked up from your book, your eyes meeting his, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still as you came face-to-face with the alpha you've been trying to avoid ever since you got there.

"hi," jungwon greeted, his voice deep but gentle as he took another cautious step closer to your table. "i hope i'm not interrupting anything."

you blinked, momentarily taken aback by his sudden approach. "oh, uh, no, not at all," you replied, your voice coming out softer than you intended. "i was just… doing something with sunoo."

as you glanced around, you noticed sunoo's absence as his now faint scent permeated through the air, a realization dawning on you that he had discreetly left while you were engrossed in your book. a faint flush of embarrassment colored your cheeks at the thought of being left alone with the alpha who had occupied your thoughts more often than you cared to admit.

with a quick mental shake, you focused your attention back on jungwon's towering figure, "um, yeah, he must have stepped out," you explained, offering a sheepish smile.

jungwon's gaze softened, his expression understanding. "qell, it's just you and me then," he remarked, his tone gentle as he gestured towards the seat sunoo had vacated.

you nodded, a small smile tugging at the corners of your lips as you shifted in your seat, well aware of jungwon's presence beside you. but your breath got caught in your throat as his scent washed over you, it was as if every inhale filled your lungs with the essence of yang jungwon himself.

"so, what brought you here?" jungwon's voice broke through the quiet tension that hung between you, his words pulling you back to the present moment. you swallowed nervously, momentarily taken aback by the question.

"i, uh, i just needed a quiet place to finish this," you replied and pointed towards the pile of books resting on the table, your voice wavering slightly as you tried to regain your composure.

jungwon took a peek and nodded, his expression softening, "partners with sunoo for the lab report, huh?" he question, a hint of curiosity in his tone. "sounds like you've got your hands full." he snickered.

you nodded, a small smile playing on your lips at jungwon's understanding. "yeah, you could say that," you replied with a chuckle, appreciating his humor. "sunoo always has a way of making things… interesting."

jungwon's lips curved into a knowing smile as finally he prepared to asked your reason behind your avoidance, but before he could utter a word, the shrill ring of the bell echoed through the library, signaling the end of your free periods. he cursed softly under his breath, his gaze flickering to the clock on the wall.

and before he knew it, you were already walking away and the young alpha found himself unable to tear his gaze away from your retreating figure. there was something about the way you moved, the grace in your steps, that held his attention captive.

with a sigh, he reluctantly tore his gaze away and closed his eyes in exasperation.

this wasn't the first time you'd tried avoiding him in the same room, after all.

it was a rainy afternoon, the soft pitter-patter of raindrops against the library windows creating a soothing sound to the otherwise silent atmosphere. a second year yang jungwon had entered the library, piles of paper tucked under his arm.

heads turned to catch a glimpse of the prominent alpha walking through the aisles of books. some stole glances filled with admiration, while others seemed intimidated by his aura that reeked of authority despite being only a sophomore. yet, he paid no mind to the curious stares, his focus solely on finding the resources he needed for his weekly student council report as the secretary.

"you done?" jungwon turned to see ni-ki grinning at him, his playful demeanor a welcome distraction from the seriousness of his task. ni-ki was a first year alpha, known for his mischievous antics and his tousled hair and bright eyes that seemed to sparkle with mischief.

"just about," jungwon replied with a chuckle, adjusting the stack of papers in his arms. "i wanna fucking curse the living hell out of heeseung and jay for telling me that the student council was all sunshine and rainbows, though." he shook his head, a wry smile playing on his lips as he recalled heeseung— the current president's words of encouragement when he took on the role of secretary.

"where's sunoo? i thought he was coming with us," jungwon asked, furrowing his brows in confusion.

"i dunno, he said he'd be coming here with someone," ni-ki mumbled, scratching his head.

an ever so familiar smell of lavender overtook jungwon's senses, and his eyes darted frantically around the library. qqithout a second thought, he grabbed Ni-ki by his hoodie, pulling him along as he followed the scent towards the source. ni-ki stumbled, caught off guard by the sudden pull and even managed to shout a small, "what the fuck, bro!?", but he quickly caught on and allowed himself to be dragged along.

finally, they reached the center of the library where the chandelier glowed softly above them, casting a warm, golden light over the scene. there, jungwon spotted sunoo chatting idly with the very same omega who'd been avoiding him like the plague since day one. the stone-cold stiff demeanor of yang jungwon can be heard cracking as his heart skipped a beat.

"so i asked jungwon if he wanted to come, and he literally threw a pen towards my face!" sunoo quietly exclaimed towards his pretty omega friend walking beside him.

it was no doubt that the omega— you, were indeed very pretty. your delicate features were highlighted by the soft glow of the library lights, and the way your eyes sparkled as you listened intently to the frustrated sunoo. ni-ki snorted at the memory, while jungwon only rolled his eyes, a small smirk playing on his lips.

"are you done talking about me behind my back?" jungwon teasingly asked as he approached sunoo and you, his voice carrying a playful tone despite his authoritative aura.

jungwon's presence alone seemed to command attention, drawing your gaze despite the already deeping flush creeping up your cheeks. the faint scent of whiskey and cedarwood surrounding him made your mind hazy.

sunoo's frustration melted into amusement as he shot jungwon a playful glare. "talking about you? who, us? never," he replied, his tone dripping with sarcasm. jungwon's smirk widened as he leaned in closer, his alpha pheromones swirling around you, making your heart race. "well, if you're done gossiping about my pen-throwing skills, you— kim sunoo, promised to take these papers to heeseung."

sunoo's eyes widened in realization as jungwon shoved the pile of papers under his arm. he let out a grunt of annoyance, shooting jungwon a glare. "oh, come on, mr. perfect yang jungwon. can't a guy have a little fun gossiping with his best friend without getting roped into paperwork duty?" he grumbled, as he shot you a glance.

jungwon chuckled, the sound sending a shiver down your spine. despite addressing sunoo, his gaze remained fixed on you, his intense cat-like eyes seeming to pierce through to your very being.

"rules are rules, sunoo. and you know heeseung doesn't take kindly to late papers," he replied, his words hung in the air, each syllable carrying the weight of his authority. Bbut it wasn't just his authority that captured your attention—it was the way he effortlessly managed to capture everyone's attention despite speaking in a hushed tone.

"fine, fine, i'm going. but i call dibs on ni-ki," sunoo declared, a mischievous grin on his face as ni-ki gave him a thumbs up.

"fine with me, but i'm coming with you both," jungwon shrugged, his tone casual yet decisive. he then pointed towards you, a small smirk playing on his lips. "but i'm taking (y/n) with me."

your heart skipped a beat at jungwon's unexpected declaration, and you blinked in surprise, momentarily taken aback by his sudden attention. sunoo's snicker turned into a full-blown chuckle at jungwon's remark.

what made you catch your breath was not just the alpha's sudden attention, but the fact that he remembered your name despite only interacting with him properly once during your freshman year.

how could he not remember you? you were the omega that plagued his mind and never left his thoughts.

"are you sure? i might just bother you, it's official student council business anyways after all." you mumbled, instinctively beginning to twirl a strand of your hair between your fingers, a nervous habit that often surfaced.

"it would be fun with you around. means that i won't get stuck with these two knuckleheads," sunoo grunted as he started walking towards the gigantic wooden doors, his tone carrying a hint of sarcasm.

as the four of you approached the towering doors of the student council room, none other than park sunghoon swung them open with a dramatic flair that only he can accomplish, his eyes narrowed as he pointed accusingly at sunoo.

"you!" sunghoon exclaimed, his voice carrying a mixture of annoyance as he locked eyes with sunoo. the fox-liked male froze in his tracks, a look of innocence crossing his face as he raised an eyebrow in mock surprise. "me?" he replied.

sunghoon let out an exasperated sigh, shaking his head in disbelief. "you know exactly what you did," he retorted, a hint of amusement softening his stern expression. "heeseung's looking for you, now." sunoo shrugged nonchalantly as he stepped inside the room, jungwon and ni-ki trailing behind him.

ni-ki glanced around, his brow furrowing in confusion. "hey, where did (y/n) go?" he quipped.

"who?" sunghoon raised a brow at the new name, his expression puzzled.

sunoo, caught off guard by ni-ki's question, quickly looked around and shook his head. "oh, you know, (y/n)," he replied with forced nonchalance. jungwon shot sunoo a warning glance, silently urging him to stop. the room seemed to shrink in on itself, every pair of eyes now trained on him, waiting for his response.

sunoo, ever the mischievous little shit, couldn't resist the opportunity to break through jungwon's stone-cold demeanor even further. "my friend that jungwon has been crushing on for two years now, or was it thr—"

before sunoo could finish his sentence, jungwon's patience reached its limit. with a swift motion, he elbowed sunoo hard, the impact causing sunoo to choke on air, his words cut off abruptly. jungwon's action was more forceful than he had intended, but he couldn't bear to hear any more of sunoo's teasing, especially not in front of sunghoon who wouldn't let him live it down.

jungwon's jaw tightened at sunoo's words, a faint blush creeping up his cheeks despite his best efforts to maintain his composure. he shot sunoo a warning look, but it only seemed to fuel the older's determination to push his buttons.

"and who could blame you?" sunoo continued, his tone laced with mock innocence. "she's your mate after all, no?" his words hung in the air, the room falling into a stunned silence at sunoo's unexpected revelation. jungwon's eyes widened in shock, his heart skipping a beat at the mention of the word: mate.

jungwon opened his mouth to respond, but no words came out. he felt as if the ground had opened up beneath him, swallowing him whole. the realization hit him like a truck, so that's why you drew him in so much, the way his heart raced every time you were near, the protective instinct that flared up around you— it all made sense now.

taking a deep breath, jungwon finally found his voice, though it came out more strained than he intended. "i… i didn't realize it myself," he admitted, his eyes darting to you the hallway then back to the group. "it's not something i wanted to burden anyone with, especially not (y/n)."

jungwon stared at the empty hallway leading outside the student council room, where you had managed to slip away. maybe sunghoon's dramatic entrance had startled you. either way, you managed to slip away, and a wave of worry washed over him.

"great," jungwon muttered under his breath, his mind racing with thoughts of where you might have gone. "just great."

the bright light of the library chandelier shining over his closed eyelids and a sudden pull on his ear snapped jungwon back into reality. he winced and turned to see sunghoon grinning mischievously, his fingers still holding onto jungwon's ear.

"daydreaming about your mate, huh?" sunghoon teased, his voice low enough not to attract too much attention from others in the library.

jungwon swatted sunghoon's hand away, "shut the fuck up, sunghoon," he muttered, his tone half-pleading, half-annoyed. he couldn't afford to let his mate become a topic of gossip, especially not now.

sunoo who just came back after leaving, saw another chance to push jungwon's buttons. "hey, it's not every day you find out the stone-cold president of the student council has a soft spot," he quipped, his grin widening.

jungwon glared at sunoo, but the usual intimidation seemed to have lost its edge. "just drop it." he warned, his voice carrying a mixture of frustration and annoyance.

the pinkenette's grin softened slightly as he raised his hands in mock surrender. "alright, alright, i'll back off. for now," he hummed.

sunghoon, sensing the tension and eager to move things along, rolled his eyes. "come on, you're late to your own meeting, goddammit," he said, starting to walk towards the door. "we have actual work to do."

the student council room was noisy with activity as the meeting went on. papers were scattered across the long wooden table, and the soft hum of voices filled the air. jungwon sat at the head of the table, his expression a mask of calm authority.

a disagreement broke out between two people, their voices rising above the general murmur. jungwon's attention snapped back to the present as he realized one of them, a beta junior named minjae and heeseung himself as minjae was questioning a proposal jungwon and heeseung had spent weeks preparing.

"i just don't see how this new policy is going to benefit anyone," minjae argued, his tone stubborn and dismissive. "it's too restrictive, and it's going to make students resent the council even more— a curfew after one in the morning, what are we? middle schoolers?"

jungwon's jaw tightened as he listened to the objections. he had anticipated some resistance and disagreements, but minjae's tone bordered on insolence, challenging not just the proposal but the council's authority as well— yang jungwon's authority.

"minjae," jungwon huffed, his voice calm but carrying a cold undertone, "this policy is designed to ensure the safety and well-being of all students. we've already seen incidents where the lack of such regulations has led to serious problems."

minjae scoffed, crossing his arms. "serious problems? or just problems that make the council look bad? this feels more like a power play than anything else."

jungwon darkly chuckled, the sound resonating through the room like a thunderstorm. leaning forward slightly, he let his scent fill the room— what was once whiskey and cedarwood turned into the foul smell of burning coffee and wood; the subtle but undeniable aura of dominance making the air feel heavier. heeseung and jay exchanged uneasy glances, aware of what the young alpha could do when pushed to his limits.

"power play?" jungwon growled, his voice low and dangerous. "who do you think you're talking to?"

minjae faltered for a moment, visibly affected by the intensity of Jungwon's burning scent and undeniable authority. but his stubbornness drove him to continue. "i just think there are better ways to handle this. ways that don't involve overstepping your bounds."

jungwon's eyes glinted with a cold fury, his anger a quiet storm that promised chaos and destruction of the beta sitting to the further side of the table. "overstepping my bounds?" he asked, his tone dangerously calm. "let me make something perfectly clear, minjae. my bounds are defined by the responsibility i carry to protect and lead this council. the responsibility that i carry as yang jungwon."

with a swift motion, jungwon stood up, slamming his hands on the table. the loud crack echoed through the room, silencing everyone instantly. "let me remind you all of what happens when we fail to act as decent members of this council," jungwon continued, his voice now a low, threatening growl.

"every time we hesitate, every time we allow chaos to happen, we fail in our duty. this policy is not about power; it is about protection." jungwon hummed, his voice cutting through the tense silence "and if you can't see that, you might as well surrender your position to someone more competent."

his words hung heavy in the air, a reminder of the standards jungwon demanded from his fellow council members. minjae shifted uncomfortably in his seat, the weight of the alpha's words pressing down on him.

"but—," minjae began, his voice faltering under jungwon's unwavering gaze.

"no buts," jungwon interjected, his tone firm. "we cannot afford to entertain doubts or indecision."

minjae swallowed hard, his defiance waning in the face of jungwon's authority. with a nod, he conceded, "i… iunderstand."

jungwon nodded in response, his expression softened slightly but still bearing the weight of his authority. "good. Now, let's proceed with the vote. all in favor?"

one by one, hands rose around the table. jungwon's smirk was subtle but it was there, and it served as a silent acknowledgment of his victory.

"now if you'll excuse me," jungwon began, his voice commanding yet composed, "i have more important matters to attend to. all the other higher-up members are excused as well." he glanced around the table, meeting each council member's eyes with finality. "i'm letting soobin take over this meeting."

as the alpha began to walk away, six figures rose from their seats and followed him out of the room, their expressions unreadable.

as the seven alphas disappeared from view, jake let out a snort, his words breaking the silence. "dude, i thought minjae was going to die," jake laughed , his voice filled with amusement, as they walked towards the stairs leading down to the university lobby.

heeseung chuckled, shaking his head at Jake's comment. "well, thankfully it didn't come to that," he replied, his tone teasing.

"he'll either be dead or lose his position," jay chimed in, his voice carrying a hint of sarcasm as he joined the conversation.

jungwon glanced at jay, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "let's hope for his sake it's the latter, yeah?" the president quipped, his tone dry but tinged with amusement.

"didn't we leave a little early? what time's the banquet anyways?" sunoo walked beside them, his stride matching theirs as they made their way down the stairs.

they all carried themselves with confidence, their shoulders squared and heads held high. the echoes of their private tutors voices from their younger years were etched in their minds: 'stand up straight with your head held high, remember who you are.'

sunghoon chuckled at sunoo's question, adjusting his tie with a flick of his wrist. "we left a little bit late, to be honest. the banquet starts at 7:00 pm," he answered, a smirk playing on his lips.

heeseung nodded in agreement, a glint of excitement in his eyes. "plenty of time to make a grand entrance," he added with a smirk.

jay grinned, his gaze sweeping over the bustling university lobby, where familiar faces mingled among strangers. "to hell if they get angry at us for being late; our families made this big event happen," he quipped, earning a round of chuckles from the group.

"please, young master, stop fussing or we won't get anything done at all." the annoyance emitting from jungwon's personal assistant, who had been with him since he was young, echoed in the hotel room where he was currently situated.

jungwon let out an exasperated sigh, his reflection staring back at him from the mirror as he adjusted his tie for what felt like the hundredth time. "i just want everything to be perfect," he muttered.

beside him, the hair stylist huffed in irritation as jungwon shifted again, causing strands of hair to fall out of place. jungwon offered a small apology, realizing his restlessness was causing a mess to those around him.

"young master, if i may," his assistant paused, as if trying to find the right words. "you've never been this… fidgety before an event. what changed?"

jungwon's gaze flickered away from his reflection for a moment. he hesitated before responding, his voice barely above a whisper. "i'll be seeing someone tonight. someone important."

his assistant's eyebrows raised in curiosity. "do i know who this person is?" he inquired, his tone laced with intrigue.

jungwon hesitated for a moment before answering. "do you know the (l/n) family?" he asked, his voice slightly strained.

the young alpha's assistant nodded knowingly. "ah, young master, who doesn't?" he replied with a knowing smile, his eyes reflecting understanding. "I see. well, I'm sure everything will go perfectly tonight. just relax and be yourself. you'll do wonderfully, as you always do."

jungwon managed a dry chuckle, though it held a hint of bitterness. "it seems like she hates me," he confessed, the weight of his words revealed a layer of vulnerability beneath his typically calm exterior.

his assistant's brow furrowed in concern, sensing the frustration within his young master. "why is that?" he asked gently, his voice filled with curiosity.

jungwon's expression darkened slightly, a shadow crossing his features as he sighed. "i've been seeing her for three years. around the school halls, classrooms, the library— everywhere. but she's always avoiding me," he confessed, the frustration evident in his voice as he recounted the countless encounters where he had tried to catch your attention, only to be met with the lingering smell of your scent.

"it's like she goes out of her way to avoid me," he continued, his tone was a mix of confusion and longing. "i don't understand why. i've tried to approach her, to strike up a conversation, but she always slips away before i can even say a word."

heeseung's strong scent of red wine leather and suddenly jungwon both as the older alpha strode into the room.

"i told you, maybe she just hates your scent," heeseung's blunt remark cut through the tension, his tone laced with a hint of amusement as he offered his perspective on the situation. jungwon's eyes narrowed at the comment, a small growl escaping his throat at the sudden intrusion. putting two pureblooded alphas in the same room wasn't the best idea, but jungwon only huffed out at his friend, his irritation evident in the way his shoulders tensed.

"or maybe she hates all of your guts and avoids me because you all," jungwon retorted, his voice clipped as he shot a pointed look at heeseung who merely shrugged.

"whatever it is, you'll figure it out," heeseung said with a smirk, clearly enjoying jungwon's discomfort, it made his inner alpha howl in laughter. "now, stop worrying about it. we've got a banquet to attend, remember?"

jungwon's jaw tightened, but he nodded curtly in acknowledgment. heeseung's teasing was the last thing he needed right now, especially when thoughts of you were already swirling through his mind.

"plus, you have the whole evening to go look for her." heeseung added with a knowing grin, his tone light but suggestive. jungwon shot him a glare, but the playful smirk remained on heeseung's face.

the loud chatter and classical music overtook jungwon's senses as he stepped into the grand ballroom of the luxurious venue hosting tonight's banquet. the vast space was adorned with sparkling chandeliers, intricate floral arrangements, and elegant decor.

the young alpha's cat-like eyes scanned the room, searching for any familiar faces among the sea of attendees. he spotted ni-ki and sunghoon engaged in conversation with a group of prestigious guests, their charismatic presence drawing attention from all corners of the room.

jungwon glanced at heeseung and the two shared a knowing look, the pair squared their shoulders and adjusted their suits, movements deliberate and composed.

tonight, he was more than just a young alpha heir attending a social event— he was a representative of the yang family, and he intended to uphold their legacy with grace and authority.

as jungwon descended the spiral stairs, his presence commanded attention, and a hush seemed to blanket the entire room. heads turned, whispers exchanged, as guests took notice of the young alpha making his entrance.

the dim lighting cast a soft glow over his features, accentuating his strong jawline and the intensity of his gaze. with each step, his confidence radiated outward, his demeanor exuding an aura of authority and power.

this genaration's god and savior, as they called him.

heeseung followed closely behind, mirroring the same power and grace. his presence exuded confidence and authority, complementing jungwon's own commanding aura.

"always with the dramatic entrance." a voice drawled, making the two alphas tear their attention away from the crowd. glancing to the right, they were met with a pair of ever so familiar fox-like eyes that anyone could recognize.

"there you are, you little shit," jungwon acknowledged, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

sunoo, with his signature playful grin, approached them with an air of nonchalance. he was dressed impeccably, his suit perfectly tailored to his frame, and his presence reeked and screamed 'pureblooded alpha', his aura was less imposing than the two standing in front of him, he was still undeniably magnetic.

"couldn't help but notice the hush that fell over the room as you two made your grand entrance," sunoo teased, his tone light but with a sharp edge of mischief. "it's like watching a scene from a movie— two alphas descending from on high to mingle with us mere mortals."

heeseung chuckled, shaking his head as sunghoon's voice erupted from his right, "stop talking as if you aren't one yourself." he retorted, his tone carrying a mix of amusement and exasperation.

sunoo laughed, a melodic sound that seemed to capture the attention of those around them. "oh, come now, dude. you know i prefer to keep things interesting. besides, where's the fun in being just another alpha when you can be so much more?"

"you all are acting like children," jay chided, approaching the group with a smirk, jake and ni-ki trailing behind him. he held two glasses of champagne, one of which jungwon promptly snatched from his hand. jay's eyes followed him as he watched his friend take a long sip, clearly trying to calm his nerves.

heeseung raised his glass in a mock toast. "to our savior, the yang heir who's finally growing some balls and is trying to find his mate as we speak."

jungwon shot heeseung a glare but couldn't help the small smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. "very funny," he muttered, taking another sip of his champagne.

jake chuckled, adjusting his tie. "hey, if it gets you to finally talk to her, i'm all for it."

"dude, I don't know if I have hearing problems, but i swear i just heard some old people talking about jungwon's engagement," ni-ki chimed in, his tone half-joking but laced with curiosity.

jungwon's expression darkened slightly at the mention of an engagement. "engagement?" he echoed, his voice filled with a mix of irritation and disbelief. he couldn't even talk to his own mate, let alone think about an engagement.

ni-ki shrugged, glancing around the room. "yeah, you know how these events are. rumors fly faster than anything."

heeseung's eyes narrowed thoughtfully. "it wouldn't be surprising if people started speculating. the yang family is more than well-known, and people love to gossip."

jay nodded in agreement. "especially when there's a young, eligible alpha like you, jungwon. they're bound to talk."

the young alpha let out a frustrated sigh. "well, they're wrong. there's no engagement. not yet, anyway. i don't even know at this point." his voice carried nothing but confusion, the weight of the said 'rumor' finally dawning on him.

heeseung raised an eyebrow, his usual playful nonchalant demeanor replaced with confusion. "you don't know? what's going on, jungwon? this isn't like you."

jungwon ran a hand through his hair, messing up the careful styling. "i can't even talk to (y/n) without her disappearing and now i just found out that i'm supposedly engaged? goddammit!." his voice rose with frustration, drawing the attention of a few nearby guests who quickly looked away, sensing the tension.

jake stepped forward, placing a calming hand on jungwon's shoulder. "hey, take it easy. this whole thing sounds like a mess, but we'll figure it out. maybe it's just a misunderstanding."

jungwon shook his head, his eyes filled with a mix of anger and despair. "i don't think it's just a rumor, jake. my parents have been hinting at it for months, but I didn't think they'd actually go through with it without telling me."

sunghoon, who had been quietly listening, finally spoke up. "have you tried talking to your parents about it? maybe they have a reason for keeping you in the dark."

"i have no idea where they are," jungwon replied, frustration lacing his words. he scanned the room again, hoping to catch a glimpse of his parents among the elegantly dressed attendees, but they were nowhere to be seen.

jake, always observant, pointed towards a group near the buffet table. "isn't that your sister over there?"

jungwon's eyes followed sunoo's gesture, landing on his older sister, jia. she was standing with a few friends, her bright smile contrasting sharply with his current mood. taking a deep breath, jungwon made his way towards her, his friends following closely behind.

jia turned, her eyes widening slightly in surprise. "jungwon! i didn't expect to see you down here so soon," she said, her tone cheerful but quickly noticing the furrow in his eyebrows. "what's wrong?"

"do you know where mom and dad are?" jungwon asked, trying to keep his voice calm.

jia glanced around before nodding. "i think they're in the vip lounge, talking with some important guests. why? what's going on?"

jungwon hesitated for a moment, not wanting to burden his sister with his frustrations, but he knew he needed to get to the bottom of this. "i just found out there's a rumor going around about my engagement. i need to talk to them."

his sister's eyes widened in shock. "engagement? but… you aren't supposed to know it yet…" she trailed off but didn't miss the shock plastered on her brother's face, her expression turned serious. "i'll take you to them. come on."

jungwon shared a nod with heeseung and the rest of the group before following his sister out of the bustling area. as they walked, he couldn't help but ask. "what do you mean i wasn't supposed to know? you knew?"

jia bit her lip, glancing at her brother with a mixture of guilt and concern. "i found out by accident a days weeks ago. i overheard Mom and Dad talking about it. i didn't think it was my place to tell you."

the young alpha's jaw tightened, his frustration mounting. "so everyone knew except for me? that's just great," he muttered sarcastically.

jia sighed and reached out, placing a hand on his arm. "i'm sorry, jungwon. i should have said something. i just thought… i didn't want to cause any unnecessary stress until they were ready to talk to you."

jungwon sighed, his anger fading away. "i get it. it's just that this whole thing is a mess. i need to talk to them and figure out what's going on."

as they approached the doors of the vip lounge, jungwon took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves. one look at the siblings, and the guards let them in wordlessly. the room beyond was luxurious, filled with an air of exclusivity. the rich fabrics and decorations spoke of old money and high society.

inside, jungwon spotted his parents in deep conversation with a group of well-dressed individuals. his father, with his commanding presence, and his mother, with her elegant poise, looked every bit the powerful figures they were. surrounding them were other notable figures from influential families.

"mom, dad," jungwon called out, his voice steady but firm. the conversation ceased as his parents turned to face him, surprise and curiosity evident in their expressions.

"jungwon, what's the matter?" his father asked, his tone a mix of concern and authority.

the young alpha took a deep breath, stepping forward. "i need to talk to you. it's important."

"ah, you must be jungwon," a voice he recognized interrupted, making him snap his head in its direction. mr. (l/n), with his intimidating presence, was seated nearby, his gaze sharp and calculating. his wife, mrs. (l/n) seated beside him with a kind smile as she observed the heir of the yang family.

jungwon's heart skipped a beat as he realized the implications of mr. (l/n)'s presence. if (y/n)'s parents were here, it could only mean one thing— you were the one jungwon was supposedly getting engaged to. but he didn't want to jump into conclusions just yet.

"mr. (l/n)," the young alpha greeted, trying to maintain his composure despite his inner alpha clawing within him. "what brings you here?"

mr. (l/n) regarded him with a knowing smile, his eyes glittering with hidden meaning. "i'm here to discuss matters of mutual interest with your parents," he replied in a hushed tone, his expression unreadable.

the realization hit him like a ton of bricks, and a mixture of shock and disbelief washed over him. his mind raced with questions, but one thing was clear: he needed answers, and he needed them now.

"oh, it was very impolite of me to appear without notice. i deeply apologize," jungwon's older sister, jia, interjected, coming to his aid. sensing her brother's silent plea, jia nodded subtly, her expression conveying understanding and support. "let's go," she murmured to jungwon, her voice barely above a whisper.

as they moved away from the vip lounge, the air seemed to grow heavier, each step jungwon took were gnawing at his insides. he couldn't shake off the feeling of unease.

"have you seen (y/n)?" jungwon abruptly asked his sister, his voice tinged with a sense of urgency. The mere mention of your name seemed to do things to him.

jia glanced at him, her expression softening. "i saw her earlier; she was in the garden," she replied, her voice calm but laced with concern.

he let out a sigh of relief he didn't know that he's been holding in. "the garden," jungwon repeated.

with a quick goodbye to his sister, the alpha wasted no time. he took off towards the garden, paying no heed to the curious glances of onlookers as he ran like a madman.

the lush greenery of the garden enveloped jungwon as he entered, the scent of blooming flowers filling his senses with their sweet fragrance. the soft rustle of leaves in the gentle breeze were a stark contrast to the darkness his gaze held.

the moonlight filtered through the canopy of trees above, casting patterns of light and shadow on the ground below. his senses were heightened as he kept on walking.

with each step he took, the scent of sweet cream and lavender grew stronger, pulling him like a magnet. it was a scent he recognized more than his own name, one that made him question his hold on his own sanity, the very scent that belonged to the omega that he had already claimed as his from the moment your eyes met his.

and then, there you were, standing near a bush of blooming roses, bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight. you looked as beautiful as ever, the gentle light accentuating the delicate features of your face and the soft curves of your figure. your dress hugged your curves in all the right places, the fabric flowing gracefully around you as if it were made just for you.

for a moment, time seemed to stand still as jungwon took in the sight of you, his heart swelling with love and longing. everything else faded away, leaving only the two of you under the moonlight.

"i finally got you to myself, omega." he breathed, his voice a low whisper filled with affection and desire. there was a sense of longing in his voice, as if he had been chasing you for an eternity and now, finally, you were within his grasp.

the familiar voice made you turn around, your heart skipping a beat at the sight of jungwon standing there. he looked perfect, bathed in the moonlight, his features softened by the gentle glow. his eyes filled with a mixture of emotions. you felt a rush of warmth spread through you at the intensity of his gaze, his words sending shivers down your spine.

"jungwon," you whispered, your voice barely above a breath as you took in the sight of him.

"i've been looking for you," he said softly, his voice filled with sincerity as he reached out to touch your hand. "i couldn't bear the thought of being apart from you any longer."

you felt tears welling up in your eyes at his words, overwhelmed by his sincerity. without a second thought, you stepped into his embrace, feeling the warmth of his body and his scent enveloping you.

"i'm sorry I've been avoiding you," you confessed, your voice muffled against his chest. "i was scared at the thought of you rejecting me as your mate."

jungwon pulled back slightly, his hands cupping your face as he looked into your eyes with nothing else but love. "i would never reject you, (Y/N)," he said firmly, his gaze filled with love and devotion. "you're my mate, my other half. and nothing in this world could ever change that."

"i've been in love with you ever since you avoided me during our freshman tour," he admitted, his usually calm voice trembling with emotion as he met your gaze.

jungwon's expression softened as he stared deeper into your eyes, a tender smile playing at the corners of his lips. "i knew from that moment that you were someone special," he confessed, his thumb gently brushing against your cheek. "and i've been waiting for the day when I could finally tell you how much you mean to me."

"you've always had a way of making my heart race, even when you ran away from me, even when i tried to ignore it," jungwon whispered, his voice barely above a breath as he leaned in closer, his forehead resting against yours. "i love you, (y/n), more than words can express."

"can i kiss you?" jungwon's voice was barely above a whisper, his breath warm against your skin as he looked into your eyes as if you would disappear if he looked away. you nodded, unable to find your voice as you leaned in closer, your breath mingling with his.

with a soft smile, jungwon closed the distance between you, his lips capturing yours in a gentle yet passionate kiss. it felt like coming home, the warmth of his touch melting away any lingering doubts or fears. surrounded by the beauty of the garden and the sweet scent of flowers, all that mattered was the love you shared.

the sunlight peeked through the curtains, casting a warm glow into the room as the new day began. in the peaceful morning, the both of you lay entwined in each other's arms, the remnants of sleep still lingering on your faces.

with a soft smile, jungwon pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead, his heart overflowing with love for the omega beside him. "good morning, my love," he whispered, his voice filled with tenderness as he brushed a strand of hair away from your face.

you stirred at Jungwon's touch, a sleepy smile tugging at your lips as you gazed up at him. "good morning, alpha," you murmured, your voice still heavy with sleep. Yyu relished in the warmth of his embrace, feeling a sense of contentment wash over you as you snuggled closer to him.

with a gentle sigh, you remembered the responsibilities of the day ahead. "we have to get to school in a few hours," you mumbled, reluctantly pulling away from jungwon's embrace as you glanced at the clock beside his bed.

"the fuck are they going to do if i told them that i need some time with my mate? i'm literally the council president," jungwon retorted, a hint of frustration creeping into his tone.

"language!" you chided gently, a playful smile dancing on your lips as you reached out to tousle his hair affectionately. "but still, we need to go," you continued, your tone softening with understanding. "as much as i wish we could stay like this forever, duty calls, my dear alpha."

jungwon sighed reluctantly, but nodded in agreement, his gaze lingering "you're right, as always," he conceded, pressing a lingering kiss to your savoring the moment before you two attend to your responsibilties.

"but i need to scent you first," he added, his voice low and possessive, authority seeping into his tone. "can't have some stupid alphas claiming you under my watch now, huh?"

you chuckled softly at his protective demeanor, leaning into him as he pressed his nose against your neck, inhaling deeply as he left his strong scent of whiskey and cedarwood on you, his scent mingling with yours in possession.

"now we really gotta go," you said with a playful smile, gently pulling away from his embrace much to his dismay and heading towards the bathroom to freshen up before starting the day.

the sight of their intimidating student council president and pureblooded alpha, accompanied by the shy omega, wasn't a sight that the whole student body was expecting. as jungwon and you walked through the halls of the school, heads turned, whispers echoing in the air as students exchanged surprised glances.

some couldn't help but stare openly, their curiosity piqued by the unexpected pairing. others watched with a mixture of admiration and envy, recognizing the significance of the alpha and omega being together in such a public manner.

"are you sure you really want to carry that?" your voice was barely above a whisper as you pointed towards your hyperfeminine bag that jungwon was carrying with pride, amusement evident in your voice.

jungwon chuckled softly, glancing down at the bag before meeting your gaze with a playful smirk. "of course," he replied, his tone light and teasing. "it's an honor to carry something that belongs to my mate."

you couldn't help but laugh at his response, shaking your head in disbelief at the sight of the usually composed alpha carrying your very pink bag without a hint of hesitation.

the screams of shock snapped you out of your little moment, causing you to turn towards the source of the sound. heeseung, followed by the others, was striding towards the two of you, a mischievous grin plastered on his face.

"yang jungwon, you sly motherfucker!" heeseung exclaimed, his voice ringing out in the hallway as he reached the both of you.

out of instinct, you hid behind jungwon, feeling a rush of embarrassment at the sudden attention. jungwon, ever protective, instinctively moved closer, wrapping a reassuring arm around you as he faced his friends.

jay grinned at the sight, clearly amused by your reaction. "aww, look at you two. it's like a scene from a movie," he teased, his tone playful as he nudged jungwon with his elbow.

jungwon shot jay a playful glare before turning his attention back to you, his expression softening. "don't worry," he whispered, his voice soothing. "they're just teasing."

"holy fuck, who are you and what happened to the jungwon that we know!?" sunoo exclaimed, his eyes wide with mock disbelief as he approached, his tone playful.

jungwon rolled his eyes at sunoo's dramatics but couldn't suppress a small smile. "you're just jealous that i'm not scowling for once," he retorted, his tone laced with amusement.

the pink haired alpha chuckled, shaking his head in mock exasperation. "damn right, a am," he teased, flashing a grin at you. "but seriously, it's good to see you both together. about time, if you ask me."

"thanks, sunoo," you replied, your voice filled with gratitude as you glanced up at jungwon. jungwon squeezed your hand reassuringly, his gaze softening as he looked at you.

"that's how you get the omega, i guess." he murmured, his voice filled with affection.

© 2022 liuhsng — reblogs are highly appreciated and please don't hesitate to request some fics here if you want me to write anything !

[takamishinko]

karasuno and nekoma scenario + headcanons for ftm reader

pronouns: he/him

warnings: dead naming, slight harassment and tranphobic comments like using the wrong pronouns.

a/n: this was a request from @mi-ts i hope you enjoy this and this is what you're looking for :) i added in some headcanons of my own as well. pls tell me if i said anything offensive in there by accident, i was also super tired when i wrote this so pls excuse me for any mistakes :'D

karasuno:

i feel like the entire team is pretty supportive and definitely not transphobic

the only person that i could possibly think of that doesn't understand transitioning would be tanaka but even then he'll still support you in whatever decision you make

let's start off with the first years

hinata and kageyama definitely uses correct pronouns though i feel like kageyama might forget sometimes but he'll just use they instead

tsuki doesn't care much and i don't think he cares a lot about anything other than maybe yamaguchi

yamaguchi would be really sweet about it, correct pronouns 100%, no mistakes or mess ups. he'll probably pay more attention to you and help you with whatever you need

kinoshita and narita are both super supportive people so they wouldn't care that much but they would definitely use right pronouns and all that

ennoshita is kind of the leader of the group right? i feel like he would advocate your pronouns only if ur comfortable with it though

alright third years

suga.

supportive supportive supportive super supportive

makes sure your absolutely 120% comfortable with your surroundings and if there are people bothering you he's not scared to get asahi and daichi to square up with them

daichi is pretty lowk about it. respectful of course. always tries to help you with suga but doesn't end up helping a lot but that's ok

lastly asahi would be…

pretty nervous about making sure he doesn't use the wrong pronouns or make you uncomfortable

like overly cautious but you find it funny and adorable

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"yo y/n! what took you so long? practice started 10min ago." tanaka shouted from across the gym.

"sorry…i got caught up with something." you replied with a sad tone in your voice.

the team immediately noticed something wrong. you were usually a pretty cheerful person and sulking like that didn't seem right to them. 

"woah woah, you good man?" noya said while tapping you shoulder.

"yah i'm fine guys, thanks." you lied.

"even a dumbass like hinata and king over there would know you're not fine, what's wrong." said tsuki.

"hey we heard that! but seriously y/n-kun, is everything ok?" hinata said while walking over with kageyama. 

"it's nothing much really… some second years called me uhh… "baby girl" today and asked me if i had anything to do after school. they wouldn't let me go either even after i told them i had somewhere else to be…. and the fact that i'm not a girl anymore." 

"they fucking what now?" suga said with an incredibly hostile smile on his face. 

"do you know their names?" daichi asked.

"yah its f/n l/n and f/n and l/n…" 

"those two sons of bitches??" tanaka and noya screamed in unison. 

"yah do you guys know them or something?" 

"they're in the class beside ours, we don't know much about them except that they're annoying as fuck. they've been making girls uncomfortable all year long." noya replied.

"oh… they must've thought i was a girl since i didn't wear a… y'know." 

"that's still no reason to do that to you y/n. first of all you weren't comfortable with them flirting with you, second of all you also told them that you're a guy and they still called you that." asahi said 

"yah that's true." daichi said with the rest of the team nodding their heads in agreement.

"don't worry y/n, we all know it's not your fault the binders don't work. no matter what you wear or how you look, the team will always see you as who you want to be!" suga said with a bright smile on his face this time.

a smile appeared on your face with warm thoughts entering your mind. knowing you have friends that care about you this much is truly a blessing you don't want to lose. 

"on a side note, suga and i know those 2 as well. in fact we know their homeroom teacher too, i'll go report to their teacher tomorrow. he loved suga and i, we were his best students." 

a small giggle came out of you and so did some happy tears. 

"thanks guys! it really means a lot." you said to all of your friends.

the rest of the practice was filled with joy and laughter. a few days later you received a handwritten apology from the two assholes you were talking about.

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nekoma:

same as karasuno i'm almost 100% sure none of them are transphobic and they would all be supportive. same case of tanaka with yamamoto though if anything

after you came out kuroo just gave you his signature smirk and a big thumbs up and continued to do his chemistry.

kai.

omg don't even get me started

he is SO supportive and just the nicest person possible

he's not aggressively supportive like suga but he's literally just always there for you. before you even realize you need something he already has it.

water, food, whatever it is.

yaku (personal nekoma fav), super chill about it

"oh cool, just let me go tell lev so he doesn't mess up your pronouns."

"lev for the last fucking time it's y/n and he/him it's not that hard to remember."

bonks lev everytime he messes up but he eventually got it

fukunaga just goes: 

":3 👍" 

so precious, never messes up your pronouns and names

kenma definitely doesn't mess up, remembers it well and i think he would just be like:

"cool, make sure you let the team know. especially lev…"

yamamoto would maybe mess up but he's trying his best

inuoka and shibayama:

i love these 2 so much btw^

inuoka would be excited cuz this is the first time someone ever came out as trans to them.

shibayama is just beside inuoka also being excited and nodding his head agreeing with everything he says

in conclusion these 2 are baby

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"hey guys what's up!" 

"ah y/ns here." kai said with s bright smile on his face, greeting you to practice.

"yo! what's up we're just getting started can you help me set up the net?" yaku said while waving over to you.

"yah i'm on my way give me a sec." 

"kenma go help yaku-san get off your game." kuroo said while poking at kenma.

"give me a sec. I'm almost finished." 

inuoka and shibayama were on the side listening to yamamoto talk about something. you and shōhei rushed over to help yaku with the net. 

"there, all done. thanks guys. kuroo let's start practice." yaku yelled

"yah everyone get ready-" 

just as kuroo said that, two boys entered the gym. they didn't look like they were up to anything good so kuroo stepped up and asked them what they're here for. 

"how can i help you two?" 

"we're just here to find d/n, oh there she is. hey~ you haven't answered our question yet, you free this weekend sweetheart?" one of the boys said as he attempted to move closer to you.

kuroo lost his shit immediately and pushed them away from you. 

"first of all his name is y/n, second of all it's he. lastly if you don't have anything else to say, please leave, our practice is about to start." 

"chill captain~ we just wanted to talk to this beautiful lady over here." 

"for the last fucking time you bastards it's-" yaku cut off kuroo before he could finish.

"leave it to me. you, tall one on the left, f/n l/n from c/n right?" yaku asked.

“y-yah why?” 

“your chemistry mark, 53% and you didn’t pass the test you took on thursday.”

“w-what ??! i don’t even know my mark yet how do you-”

“and you, the stick on the right, f/n l/n. you’re even worse, 49% as your total and your test? i’d embarrassed for you.”

“what the fuck?? w-who are you?!”

“yaku morisuke, 3rd year. the assistant for your chemistry teacher. now if you don’t want your marks leaked to the entire school i suggest you leave y/n here alone and get out.”

“tch yeah whatever !” the 2 boys said as they scurried away. 

“yaku-san!! that was so cool!!” everyone said.

“don’t worry about it! it’s what y/n deserves” he said with a huge thumbs up.

[monstas1ut2]

(2/2) Sanji Vinsmoke (Smut Warning!)

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She is a thot and you want to cuff (Huh?) She-She is a thot and you want to cuff (Huh?)

The water that was sliding down your throat ever so softly, happened to be caught and then hard to swallow when Sanji decided to say that sentence.

"Huh...?"

Sanji's face kinda faltered as he sighed, just shrugging a little. He'd done something kinda wild, well it's not necessarily wild for someone's boyfriend to buy them things but you aren't used to clothing items..

"I brought you a dress... and I just know you'll like it... I know you'll look gorgeous in it too.." Sanji was firm in his wording, just really wanting you to at least feel happy in your body just a little.. Yeah.. he definitely figured out the problem that was being slipped under his nose... and eyes for that matter.

Sanji also looked to Nami for explanations. As much as she wanted to keep it under wraps, Sanji seemed so distraught. She also knew you would take years to speak on the issue..

"Where is it.." you mumbled out, fiddling with your water bottle as your eyes gazed to the floor. Sanji's words always made you feel.. lifted. Though they could never push you over the edge.. so instead of wanting to feel that.. you decided you'd suck it up...

Sanji's funny, but cute eyebrows had raised up a little as you asked that. He himself almost forgot where he put the dress. Though he remembers putting it on the table in your closet. Your closet was adorable, it had an island in the middle that held your purses and jewelry.

"In the closet..." Sanji's face started to light up ever so gently when he told you where it was. Your form disappearing from his vision as you went upstairs... honestly Sanji couldn't believe it.. he just knows he's going to die when he sees you in it..

His heart was racing just like the first time he'd seen you..

(Sanji went to McDonald’s for Luffy…)

"Your total is $50.75 sir..."

"Oh my, you're beautiful ~~~!"

"Are You Ight...?"

That happened to be the most one sided conversation ever... you both were quite different. You both are still different in a sense, but definitely not as far apart. The both of you are in love with each other.. and seeing you come down those stairs slowly with those black heels and that dress that stuck to you like peanut butter... his nose started to bleed..

"I-.. I actually like it.." you whispered out to him as you tried covering your breasts just a little. Staring at Sanji who happened to be blushing like mad. His eyes continuing to stare oh so lovingly at you and your figure... he just had the urge to touch and give you every thing you wanted.

"I told you... you're just.. beautiful... beautiful in everything..."

"Sanji..-"

"No... really... now may I please have the opportunity to show you off..?" Sanji's voice almost sounded like a purr. Standing up, he'd walked over to you ever so gently and you watched with your lips parted. His lips pressing gently on the back of your brown skinned hand. It was always pretty to see his lighter hand against yours... not to mention how his hand was Damn hot.. hand kink maybe...?

"Let me take you to the restaurant... like we were supposed to do the other week..."

As much as you loved this dress, were you ready to leave the house with it? You felt as if Sanji set you up kinda, he was standing here looking scrumptious ... and now, he has you standing here radiating the same energy... there was no excuse now...

"You sneaky lil boy..." you grumbled playfully as you tried to hold back a smile, pointing at Sanji as he started to softly smile. Of course he knew he was sneaky... only to make you happy though...

"Fine... I'll go..."

"(Y/n)-swannnnn~"

"Mhm..."

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The place of course was beautiful, it's Sanji's restaurant. The place was filled with so many people that your anxiety was rushing towards the top. So many people were also staring because you were hand in hand with Sanji. The owner of the restaurant.. the 5-star restaurant.

Swallowing your nerves, Sanji squeezed your hand gently. Causing you to look up at him as you both were sat at the best table. The water was pretty, you could see it as you sat gently with Sanji.. the man who was inching his hand over to you... it was odd to feel his hand on your thigh, but you decided to touch his bigger hand. That definitely caught him off guard, his eyes kind of widened, especially when you gently leaned your head against his shoulder.

Sanji's love language is exactly this, being able to touch and caress every curve.. every imperfections you hate... he will definitely love.

"I know you like (f/f)... do you want that (y/n)-Chan..?" It was odd how Sanji still remembered such a little thing. You loved (f/f) and especially from his restaurant because the cooks were amazing. At the same time though, you really didn't want to add any more weight to yourself..

The look on your face was obvious to Sanji and oh so suddenly he looked sternly at you when you had removed your head from his shoulder.

"You can eat... and if you don't I'm taking the lace back."

"*gasp* you Ass-.."

"Get the food and eat it." Sanji said simply and honestly, this was the most serious you've seen him. He threatened to take your wig back, like come on he's serious... All you could muster up was a little mumble but Sanji gave you this look... he was really serious about you eating.. and it was kinda hot.

Of course though, minutes later, you were served your (f/f) and it tasted like heaven. At the same time though you were kinda quiet because of Sanji.. he's just trying to love you and the fact is.. you weren't letting him.

So today you were going to do something you'd never done before.. it's a new page.

Putting your utensil down, you gently cupped Sanji's face. He kinda widened his eyes and he could feel your acrylics.. he loved them a lot.. his favorite color is just plain white by the way..

Anyways, he could smell your gentle scent as you got closer and your lips were a centimeter from his ear. To be honest he felt himself already getting heated for nothing... though he couldn't help it.

"I love you... and thank you fa dealin with me...I can't really give you anything but... I could give ya dessert..." the air tickled his ear as he listened to your erotic whisper. Watching as you moved away and let go of his chin. Smiling at him once more before continuing to eat like you've done nothing...

Oh you've sparked fire..

The rest of the date was soft and romantic, it consisted of Sanji wanting to devour you right then and there.. but you obviously refrained that. Taking a little sip of that wine that was offered to you. God you looked irresistible, your back just arched so well and your thighs spread like butter when you sit down... that's talent.

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The ride home was quiet, a soft quiet, the aura was quite tense though. The way your heart was racing was like a person on a broken rollercoaster. The feeling of Sanji's hand against the smol of your back when you both walked into the house was more of a warning.. the warning that this was going to get a bit messy.

"Sanji!" You gasped out in surprise.

Feeling the air swift past you, it's just something you couldn't believe. Sanji just picked you up...

The blonde simply threw you over his shoulder and he even carried you up the stairs.. your legs slightly flailing as your heels were being taken off by him. You could see them in the hallway when he passed by them. The destination being the bedroom, and that wasn't far... he stepped through the frame and in seconds you were plopped on that bed.

"Sanji are you crazy!?" You spoke with shock, just kind of propping yourself up with your elbows. Staring into the male's much darker orbs. Immediately shutting up when you saw him loosen his tie with his slender finger. Staring you down with the energy of a bull. The tie being slid off and dropped to the floor..

"I want my dessert now (y/n)-swan..." Sanji gently teased, his hands taking your ankles and gently slid you downwards towards him so you could be at the edge of the bed. You legs being lifted and your dress being slid up to your waist... all you could think was that Sanji was going to gag..

This man was going to see the stretch marks and the odd fat... and.

Actually... he was at loss of words... his nose actually started to bleed too... though he wiped it away. He didn't want to pass out now.. no...

"May I please.. continue (y/n)...?"

"Mhm..." humming this, you were amazed and surprised at the fact that he still wanted to continue.. what you failed to realize is that Sanji loved your thickness... and he wanted to bite a chunk..

Getting your consent, Sanji felt this rush of excitement. Pushing your thighs forward with his hands and your knees were now to your chest. Feet dangling in the air as you saw Sanji slowly start to go down... where was he going...?

The sudden cold air hitting your soft, pussy lips that weren't like anything he'd seen before honestly. Though they looked like soft brown marshmallows.. your panties hitting the ground as you let out a loud gasp. Throwing your head back from the wet feeling of Sanji's tongue.

"..My ..god-..." Sanji heard those two words from your throat,  his smirk not visible to you but you could sense it. He literally had his tongue lick up your slit.. something you thought would never happen to you. It was so overwhelming.

"Ngh! Sanji! S-Slow down, baby..." you whimpered out, your eyes staring down at the blonde. His eyes staring right back at you... he could taste every inch of you, your juices were leaking all on his goatee. Your brown thighs enclosing him... he didn't care... he didn't care if he couldn't breathe..

Though this was technically your doing, as much as it hurt to let him see your body.. you've finally let him and now he's a cheetah... a lion.. a tiger.. anything but Sanji right now.. especially since you teased him in his own restaurant.. wearing the tight dress and those heels.. he'd just do anything to see your pretty (e/c) eyes rolling back because of him.

The feeling of his lips sucking gently at your folds, caused the pit of your stomach to form butterflies. Just staring up at the ceiling when you relaxed.. tried to at least.

His nails somewhat digging into your hips, it may have felt harsh but you liked the feeling. Being unable to move anywhere else just showed how dominant he wanted to be tonight. Your hand slowly sliding down as you slipped your fingers through his blond locks. Gripping at his hair ever so gently.. simply trying not to hurt him.. but the way he was passionately kissing at your pussy was sending you off the edge.

The lewd slurping sounds echoing as your toes curled, panting out loudly.

"You taste like heaven, (n/n)..." Sanji purred out, the vibrations of his talking giving you this shock of pleasure. He could hear the soft jiggling of your anklet near his ear. He remembered buying that for you... it simply says : S + (your initial).

The power he held was starting to make you twist and turn, trying to move away from his grasp. The dress being such a cockblock at the moment. You just wanted to see him a bit more so you took the rest of it off... eagerly.. Your breasts being shielded by the bra you had on.

"S-Sanji-.. fu-..Fuck... right there, m'gonna cum.. m'gonna cum~..."

Your gasping and pleads weren't making Sanji push away either. His tongue slipping inside of you for the thousandth time as he felt your pussy pulse and ache for something more to push you over that edge. His slender fingers sneakily prodding at your entrance. The slick and wetness of your pussy just made it so easy to slip a finger in. This causing you to jolt and your body shook with a pleading sound.

Sanji could tell your orgasm was here, the tight hold on his finger making him smirk against your lips.

"F-Fuck... don't touch-.. touch it anymore.." You whined out, immediately closing your legs when Sanji moved his head from between your legs. Your (e/c) eyes were closed tightly before slowly opening them again, watching as Sanji started to remove his own clothing.

Considering you were at the edge of the bed, you sat up slowly and your pretty face had a little bit of drool on the side of your mouth. Not to mention how your hair was a bit frazzled.

Staring up at him with lust and love, Sanji chuckled and decided to bend down and kiss your glossy lips. The lip gloss still stayed... not surprising... that Broadway is no joke-

The kiss was deep, the taste of your pussy was mixed in with what the two of you had at that restaurant along with cigarette smoke.. an odd combination of things, no lie.. but it was addicting to taste. A little moan releasing from your throat as your kiss started to become sloppy, your tongue swirling around Sanji's as he started to unbuckle his belt.. though what he didn't expect you to do was push his hands away. Your pretty hands slowly unbuttoning and unzipping his pants.

Slowly breaking the kiss as the saliva was still connected. Sanji's pants being shuffled down by you as you continued to stare up at him. His eyes in slight disbelief, though more of a blush.. watching you take out his hard cock.. your hand gently wrapping around it as you leaned down more and wrapped your pretty lips around it.

Sanji doesn't know what you do to make them so pretty, that dark lip liner mixed with the lip gloss.... He dies, especially since it's around his cock. His precum making an appearance, but dripping in your mouth already.

Tasting him, he seemed to taste salty more than anything. Moving your hand and slowly sucking him in deeper as you moved your head up and down. Your (e/c) eyes looking up to his softer ones. He just looked so cute and hot, so why not give him the gawk gawk 5000? You may be new to sex itself but you're not that much of a saint.

"A-Ah...s-slow down (n/n).."

The same words you told him, now being said by him... pitiful...

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The smell of erotic pleasure turned up to 100%. Your breasts being softly sucked on by Sanji. They were just like Hershey kisses. His hands almost nailing your wrists beside your head as he felt your pussy pulse around him. He deflowered you and now he was going to give you the time of your life..

"Sa-Sanji~... why you so big~..."

The male had to hold his nose because lord knows he couldn't take that. The words and the nasty things you were saying were going to be etched in his brain forever... he just hopes he doesn't think of things like this when he's working... he'll die..

"You have such a naughty mouth my dear..."

"Then spit in it..."

Lord... Nope, Sanji couldn't take it, giving you your first taste of a thrust. Your breath being kicked out of you as your eyes rolled back gently.

"I-... Sanji, keep doin that..." you softly pleaded, your thighs jiggling each time he'd thrust inside of you. Sanji was staring down at his cock continuously disappearing inside you. Watching as you swallowed him just the way he likes it. Call him crazy but he didn't even think of a condom. He didn't want it... he it wanted raw, you wanted it raw...

He needs... quote, needs you to have his babies for sure...

Your breasts was bouncing all wildly when Sanji started to speed up. Your moans not getting any quieter. The bed was being beaten into the wall.. which he'd definitely have to get repaired..

"A-..agh! S-Sanji, daddy-... cum w-with me.. please!"

That nickname slipped from your mouth as your insides clenched around him. Almost trapping him inside as your eyes squeezed shut, feeling Sanji continue to push his way. His loud moans sounded so hot... he was shameless in telling you that this was amazing...

"Damn-... I'm cumming..." Sanji groaned as he watched your pretty eyes once you'd open them again.. the feeling washing over both of you as your nails attached to Sanji's back. Scratching down it with love. The white cum actually overfilling you, a total creamepie... it was so sticky. Your legs trembling a little from the impact.. and you could barely breathe.

Swallowing your butterflies, you figured it was over.. though out of the blue... Sanji was now smoking another cigarette and you just blinked.

"We're not done yet, my beautiful (Y/n)"

(๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ Masterlist 2

[stray-kids-react]

Their girlfriend is curvy and thiqué

Masterlist

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Bang Chan

° If you wear ripped jeans, he will 100% slap the skin that shows through it. Rubbing it afterwards and then slapping it again. Unless you tell him to stop or if he notices it becoming too red.

° If you have stumpy squishy fingers (Like me), Chan will always be seen playing with your chubby cute fingers, sometimes playfully biting them.

° Loves falling asleep on your chest, he once called them his favorite pillows. Your chest is also victim to most of his hickeys, soon buying at least 10 different turtle necks after you notice the purple marks across your cleavage.

° When he is turned on or just wants to tease you, he will pinch your butt in public. Always failing to hide his sly smirk and small chuckle. You either get him back and return the favor or simply lightly slap his arm.

° Doesn't like when you feel self conscious over your curves and fluffy body features, since he loves every inch on you from head to toe. Will usually stand you in front of mirror and correct you on what you think is 'Ugly'.

"I don't care if you are size 0 or over 300 pounds, I love you for who you are inside and out. Never forget that."

Lee Know

° Will randomly squish your cheeks together until you form a cute pout, always kissing the pout even if he is in public or not. Calls them his little steam buns because they heat up from blushing and are squishy like buns.

° Falls asleep on your stomach when he is really worn out from practice, tickling your sides for your attention when he eventually wakes up.

° Rubs your belly like a cat when he's tired and wants affection, usually rubbing his face into your neck to get comfortable. You were at first a bit hesitant about it since you didn't really like your stomach, but you now beg for his belly rubs when going to sleep.

° Loves when you wear ripped jeans or a tight dress, showing him that you are confident in your looks and embrace your curves. But if anyone looks at you sensually he will block there veiw with a sharp glare.

° Never understands how you can see yourself as anything but a goddess. When you pinch your fluff and whine, he'll kiss your lips to stop you from saying something bad about yourself. Shows you how beautiful you are through kisses that lead into something more 9/10.

"You are nothing less then a goddess that any guy or girl out their would die to have in their arms. And whoever denies that is lying to themselves."

Changbin

° Before you two dated, he always wished he could squish and kiss your adorable cheeks. And now that he can, he won't stop... It has officially became his way of saying hello and goodbye to you.

° If you ever where a skirt or a dress, he will cover your legs with his jacket when you sit down or go up and down the stairs. Because those butt cheeks belong to his eyes only.

° Wakes you up by gently pinching your thighs, running down the hall screaming if he ever pinched to hard. But his screaming is also a mix of laughter because you are too cute to be scary, even if you are legit about to beat his ass.

° When showering together, he will pat a song on your butt. Always ending his "Songs" with an extra hard smack, rubbing it afterwards because he feels bad. Grips your chest in the shower, but not in a sensual way... Kind of like a stress ball to squish.

° If someone ever makes fun of your weight, they won't be able to finish their sentence because he would've knocked their teeth out by then. VERY protective over you because he knows how self conscious you can be.

"I love you so so so much, live isn't even a stong enough word to describe my feelings for you. They are just jealous that they don't have an ass like yours."

Hyunjin

° You are pretty self conscious about your weight and always tell him how heavy you are. So to prove you wrong, he will carry you everywhere until you get the point that you are beautiful and are never too heavy to carry.

° Randomly spanks you just because he can, will become a bit shy if another member catches him though. But if you are alone or if a member didn't see, a sly smirk spreads across his face.

° Praises the hell out of you when you two go shopping together, and if an item you really wanted isn't in your size he blames the store for being shitty. Feels his heart melt when you look at yourself with admiration for once in the mirror.

° Is towel ready for when you come walking of the pool, full aware that a wedgy almost always occurs when you step out of the water. Doesn't mind if you two are alone when it happens though.

° His savage side comes out harsh if someone ever insults your curves, he will not hold back one bit. Once made a guy who was a foot taller than him cry, making everyone who witnessed it realize he will protect you no matter what.

"People suck. You are a beautiful fairy that anyone should be grateful to lay their eyes on. I love you, so let's go home and cuddle."

Han

° Everyone's cameras are out when you two eat, just because both of your cheeks look so cute and puffy when you do eat. You two are nicknamed the chipmunks because of it, which you actually find cute.

° When you are alone he will literally suck your cheeks after he kisses them, always leaving you laughing at how weird it feels. Sometimes he will also breath on your cheeks if your face feels cold.

° Like Hyunjin, he will praise the hell out of you when you go shopping. He's just 10× more loud and hyper when doing it. Once brought strangers over to tell them how absolutely stunning you are, and will pretend to be papparzzi while asking for you to pose.

° Likes being the little spoon when you cuddle, so he can burrow himself into your chest and keep warm. But when he is the big spoon, he will stroke shapes into your stomach and burrow into your neck.

° An mc once talked to Jisung about you, saying how you are uglier than him. Jisung's playful manner quickly faded into serious rage, warning the host to not talk about the love of his life in such a disgusting manner. Stay & Skz backed up Jisung and forced an apology out of the MC.

"Don't listen to that idiot, he clearly doesn't know what beauty means. You are a stunning princess who deserves only love."

Felix

° Your chest means one word to him... Pillows. Whenever you cuddle, you will always see his head laying against your boobs. He never thinks of it as sensual, unless you want it to become smexy time.

° Felix will attack you in a huge koala clingy hug, trapping you in his arms before continuously drumming his hands across your butt. You would smack anyone else who did that to you, but you know he's a precious sunshine who means no harm.

° When you two are chatting alone, he will randomly just squish your cheeks with his small fists. Usually rubbing his nose against yours while giggling cutely, making you wonder how you scored such an adorable angel.

° Likes to bite you playfully, whether it be your arms or thighs you know his teeth will be attached. You weren't surprised when he first did it since he is quite playful, but it honestly melted your heart because you found it so cute.

° Deep voiced taekwondo master Felix comes out to play whenever someone insults you, your sunshine kitten will immediately switch into a deep voiced six pack aussie in a matter of seconds. You appreciate how protective he is, always repaying him with your love.

"You don't have to repay me princess, I do it because I love you. And when I love someone, I won't let anything hurt them."

Seungmin

° Soft boy is shy when it comes to PDA, So he always reminds you how beautiful you are with words. Coming up with your favorite nickname 'Pumkin', it is a common cute nickname but it's the way he says it that makes you melt.

° When you two are heading in for the night, he will sit you on his lap and wipe your face from any remaining makeup or dust/dirt. He loves how no matter how gentle his swipes are, your cheeks always cave in and squish you lips into a pout.

° Finds your plump belly absolutely adorable, constantly wrapping his arms around your stomach. Seungmin doesn't like how insecure you are about your body, so hugging you is another way for him to express how beautiful he thinks you are.

° Whenever he is on his phone or reading, you will block his veiw with a pout. He always replies by squishing your cheeks and pulling you in for a sweet but short kiss. When you feel satisfied enough with his kisses, you'll go back to whatever you were doing.

° Doesn't bother talking to idiots, instead he worries about you and makes sure you aren't listening to those stupid assholes. If someone won't stop picking on you he'll tell them off, but if they back off after a while he will just stay and confort you instead.

"They don't know what they are talking about, you are amazing and they are just crazy hateful people."

Jeongin

° Thought you were the most precious girl he has ever witnessed, and his love for you only grew over time. Even though you denied that someone so attractive like a kpop idol could like you, he proved you to be 100% wrong.

° His favorite thing on you is one of his Tshirts on you, because they fit your curves perfectly but also look loose due to the height difference. If you want cuddles immediately, simply wear oen of his shirts.

° Gets flustered whenever you wear a button up, since the gaps between the buttons are always opened slightly to reveal your bra. But he is too sweet and shy to ever point it out to you, because he doesn't want to embarrass you.

° Helps you with chafing burns, always feeling bad that you get them so easily. But you reassure him that it doesn't hurt overly bad, but that won't stop him from applying lotion to the burns on the inside your thighs.

° Isn't the type to get up in someone's face and threaten them, but will instead reply in sarcasm when someone insults you. Telling them to get a life and not to bring someone down to try and get their anger out. You are amused by your soft boyfriend's sarcasm.

"They are just trash, don't think about what they said for one second. You are stunning and the best girlfriend on earth."

[redledsandharrystyles]

Best friends - Luke Patterson x Fem!Reader

Summary: Y/n and Luke have always been best friends, but one night he isnt answering your texts and you get a little worried. What you see when you open up the door to his room, might just change your friendship.

Warnings: Swearing, smut, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, kids!) Lots and LOTS of spelling errors. I dont think there are any more...

Word count: 2767 words

Authors note: Its literally been so long since I've written ANYTHING, especially smut, and English isn't my first language so go easy on me please.

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You were making your way up the stairs to your best friends room. It was currently 10PM, and he wasn't responding to your texts, making your worries increase, since he usually didn't take more than 10 minutes to respond, and he didn't go to sleep until at least 2AM. The TV downstairs was on, since his parents were watching the news in silence, and you knocked on his door.

No response.

You knocked again, but the only thing you could hear were muffled moans, which just made you even more worried. What if he was hurt? And he couldn't call for help, or reach his phone. Or what if he's unconscious. Then, you heard your name. Once. Twice. You let out a sigh, and opened the door. The room was dark, with only the moon lighting up the room. You carefully walked towards his bed that was pushed up against the cream walls, and saw him laying there, peacefully. Letting out a sigh of relief, you sat down, placing your head into the palm of your hands. Of course, the small amount of sleep he got every night would catch up to him eventually. But then you heard it again. Your name. Leaving his lips in a sinful manner. He kept moving around on his bed, his forehead sweaty. Was he having a nightmare?

You softly shook his shoulder, but he wouldn't budge. So you shook it again, but a little harder, making him shake his head. "Luke," You murmured, shaking him again. "Luke, wake up." He finally opened his eyes, rubbing his face with his large hands. "Y/n? What are you doing here?" He said as he reached for the lamp that sat on his nightstand, turning it on. You shook your head, "I got worried, since you weren't answering my texts. Stupid, I know. I wouldn't have woken you up, but you kept saying my name, so I thought you were having a nightmare or something..." You trailed off, seeing his face flush. "Y-yeah, n-no, I'm fine. I wasn't having a nightmare." He scratched his neck, which had now also turned a deep shade of pink. "What? Then wh-" Your eyes trailed down his body, spotting the lump in his sheets by his crotch area. "Oh. Oh!" You turned your head away, quickly standing up, and flattening down your skirt. "U-uhm." You weren't able to look him in the eye, your gaze moving from the electric guitar that was leaning against his wall, towards his desk, and lastly, the dirty laundry that sat on a chair by his window. You could hear movement behind you, but you still stood awkwardly in the middle of his room, your cheeks flushed, and your hands fidgeting with the hem of your skirt.

"I-I'm sorry, Y/n, It's not like it was on purpose. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable. I swear, i have no control over this. You're my best friend, and I really dont want this to change the way things are between us. B-but you're just so beautiful it's hard not to fantasize about- no, I mean you're really pretty so of course it happens sometimes. N-Not that this has happened more than once! I- I just-" You cut off his rambling with your hand over his mouth, making him exhale, and shut his eyes. "I know how dreams work, Luke. I know you have no control over them. I'd be lying if I said I've never had those type of dreams about you, y'know." His eyes opened in an instant as you realized what you had just said. He placed his hand over yours, moving it away from his mouth. "R-really?" Your eyes widened as you moved away from him. "I-I think I should go. My parents are probably waiting for me to get back and I dont want to worry them-" You quickly turned towards the door which lead to his room, hearing him sigh as he plopped onto his bed. Your hand hovered above the doorknob, but you sighed quietly, plucking up every ounce of courage, you turned back around, leaning against the wooden door. "Unless you need some help." You screwed your eyes shut, waiting for his response, your hands intertwined behind your back.

"W-What?" He propped up his elbows, leaning against them. You shook away your nerves, and slowly, seductively, walked over to his bed. "I asked if you needed help," you placed yourself on his lap so you were straddling his thighs. "With that." You pointed towards his member which still hasn't softened. He visibly gulped, and slowly nodded. You raised a brow, "Use your words." You purred, leaning closer towards him. "I-I might need some help." He stuttered, leaning back until his head landed on the soft mattress. You bent over in order to reach his neck. Nibbling at the soft skin, he let out a soft moan. You moved your lips down to his collarbone, sucking there, then blowing on the purple mark you left. You sat back up and slowly grinded on him, a groan escaping his lips which sent shocks to your core. His hands moved from his sides to your hips, making you grind a little faster, until another moan left his lips. You, once again, leaned into him, but now aiming for his lips. You brushed your lips against his, your tongue sweeping over his bottom lip, asking him for access, your tongues softly moving against each others. Pulling away for air, he sat up, with you still straddling him. "Tell me about your dream." You cooed into his ear, his grip on your hips tightening. "What?" You looked him in the eye, your hands trailing up his chest, tugging at his shirt, signaling for him to take it off. Then wrapping your hands around the back of his neck. "What was I doing in your dreams, that made you moan my name?," You asked, one hand trailing up into his hair, softly tugging at it, while you tugged at his bottom lip with your teeth. "Were you fucking my mouth?" You nipped at the spot right below his ear, grinding onto his member, a sinful moan leaving his plump lips that went straight to your core, and you then realized how truly wet he had gotten you. "Were you fucking me into the mattress?" You pulled at his hair, and his hips bucked into yours, making your breathing hitch. "Maybe you were bending me over your desk... fucking me from behind, or maybe spanking me." His hold on your hips was so hard he was probably leaving bruises.

"Oh, fuck me." He rasped, "You have to tell me, Luke, what were we doing?" You purred into his ear, your fingers trailing down his muscular abdomen. You looked him in the eye as your hand softly grabbed at his member, his lips parting as you rubbed him through his pants. "Please, Y/n." He whined, his head now resting in the crook of your neck, his breathing heavy, and his chest moving at a fast pace. "Tell me what you want baby." You muttered into his ear,

His hot breath on your skin caused a chill to run down your spine. "I- Y-you were, uhm, sucking me off. Th-then you started riding me." You smirked, and pulled his head from the crook of your neck, and kissed him, starting off slow. You pulled away so you could take off your shirt, now showing off your lacy bra. You then cupped his face, your lips now moving at a faster pace against his. His hands moving up your body towards your breasts, squeezing them through your bra, then moving down to your waist. Pulling away from your mouth, he moved his lips now towards your collarbone, creating a trail of hickeys from your neck to the swell of your breasts. You arched into him, a moan leaving your lips, and you could feel his member harden under your core. "Luke." You moaned, your fingers tugging at his brown locks of hair, he groaned into your neck, as he sucked at the sensitive skin. As amazing as his lips on you felt, you knew you had to at least give him something from his dream, so you pulled away, standing up from his lap. He whined as you moved towards the end of the bed. "Oh come on, Y/n, you can't just tease me like this, this hurts." He said as he pointed at his crotch, making you giggle.

"Did you forget what I was going to do to you?" You said, leaning over the bed, giving him a perfect view of your tits. He looked confused for a second, before his eyes widened. "Y-you were being serious? I-"

"Of course I was, now come here." He moved towards the end of the bed, and you sunk down onto your knees in front of him, looking up into his eyes as you pulled down his grey sweatpants, making him lift his hips. It took you by surprise when you saw he wasn't wearing a pair of underwear underneath the sweatpants, but you grinned nonetheless, licking your lips. You started off by spitting into your hand, then you wrapped your hands around his member, forming a fist. You heard his breathing hitch as soon as you made contact with his skin, but then you started moving. Your fist going up and down at a slow pace. Luke had put his hands onto his sides for support, his head thrown back in pleasure. He moaned out your name, as he fisted his bed sheets. You then licked our lips again, and wrapped your lips around the tip of his cock, an even louder moan escaping his lips. You slowly sunk lower into his member, his breathing now consisting of short pants. You had now taken all of him into your mouth, the tip of our nose brushing against his lower abdomen, and the tip of his cock brushing against the back of your throat. You gagged around him, trying to swallow him, "Oh, fuck." He muttered, his head turned down as he watched you bob your head up and down. "Fuck princess, look at me." Your stomach churned at the pet name, your wetness pooling in your underwear. You looked up into his eyes as you continued bobbing your head, swallowing every once in a while, one of your hands grabbing his thigh, while the other played with his balls. You hallowed your cheeks, and he bucked his hips, making you gag, "I-I'm sorry, sorry, I'm sorry," he repeated, a moan following soon after. His right hand went to the back of your head, tangling itself in your hair, as his left hand supported his upper body. He wasn't pushing your head down, just guiding it. You swirled your tongue across the tip of his dick, and fondled his balls again. "Fuck, I'm going to cum. Fuck, fuck, fuck," He screwed his eyes shut as he threw his head back. You pulled your mouth off of him, making him whine, but your hand kept going, just at a slow pace. "Where do you want to cum?" He opened his eyes, raising a brow. "What do you mean?" He asked, biting back a moan, trying to hold back. "Do you want to cum in my mouth? On my face? Perhaps my tits?" You asked, looking up at him with innocent eyes, your fist still moving up and down on his member. "Fuck, you're so dirty." He chuckled, so you softly squeezed his shaft, making his laugh cut off with a moan. "Your mouth, I want your mouth." He pleaded, and you smirked, wrapping your lips around him again, and bobbing your head up and down. Feeling him twitch in your mouth, "Shit, baby I'm going to-" You quickened your pace, both of your hands trailing up his thighs and up to his abs, scratching softly, then trailing back down, and softly squeezing the base if his member. With one final moan, he came. Swallowing his cum, and pulling your mouth off, saliva running down your chin. His hooded eyes looked down at your reddened lips, loving how swollen they currently were after what you just did. "Holy shit." He groaned, falling back onto the mattress, and you let out a soft giggle. "That was perfect. You- You're perfect." he said, tucking your messy hair behind your ear, and pulling your bottom lip down with his thumb. Cupping your face, he pulled you towards him, his lips meeting yours, then pulling on your bottom lip with his teeth, making you moan softly. "Were not done. Theres still one thing that happened, that we still havent done." You teased, your lips brushing against his, pulling back and looking into his eyes. "Really, and what's tha-" he cut himself off with a moan as you ran your fingers across his member.

You pulled down your skirt, and underwear, then unclasped your bra, making Luke's eyes widen, his gaze fixated on your chest. You straddled him, moving closer to his ear, "I'm going to ride you, remember?" You purred, your hand wrapping around his member, making it harden again. You then, slammed your hips down, sinking down onto his cock, making you both groan. Your fingers were digging into his shoulders, and his were digging into your hips. Your head fell forward into his left shoulder, and you lifted your hips again, making him shudder beneath you. When you slammed back down, he let out a louder moan than before, making you silence him with your mouth, "You have to be quiet baby, your parents are home." He nodded, leaning his forehead into yours. You started bouncing on his member, setting a steady pace, moans and grunts leaving your mouths. His hands moved from your hips to the curve of your ass, gripping it harshly, then slapping it, making your lips part and a loud moan escape. His lips were right beside your ear, so when you slammed your hips back down, the sinful sound he made went straight to your core making you arch your back. "Fuck, Luke." You moaned into his ear, your thighs burning. He grunted, "Hell, I cant do this." Then he flipped you over, making you land on your back int top of the mattress, ending up in a missionary position. He inserted him self into you once again, loud noises leaving the both of you as you arched your back. He shifted his position, grabbing your leg and placing it on his shoulder, allowing him to bury his cock deeper in you. Your breathing was getting heavier, and you snaked one hand towards your clit, desperate for a release. You started rubbing your fingers against your clit in circular motions, but when Luke noticed, he grabbed both your hands and pinned them above your head, leaving you a whining mess. He replaced your fingers with his thumb, repeating the circular motion, you arched your back again, your chest pressing against his. You felt a knot form in your lower abdomen, "Luke, I'm gonna cum," You cried out, making him quicken his pace. His hips slamming into yours, the sound of skin on skin, and the headboard banging against the wall making you feel even more aroused. The knot tightening in your stomach as he pressed his lips onto yours. You repeated his name over and over again, begging for permission to cum. "Hold it, princess." You cried out as he put pressure on your clit with his thumb, "Fuck, you feel so good around me, baby. I'm going to cum," he panted, pressing his forehead to your chest as he slammed his hips into yours,  the tip of his cock repeatedly hitting your g-spot. "Please, Luke, I can't-"

"Let go for me." He grunted into your ear, and snapped his hips one last time, before you both came. You attached your lips to his in order to silence you both as you rode out your highs. Luke sucked into your collarbone, before pulling out, and plopping down next to you. You were both breathing heavily, your chest heaving up and down, your bodies covered in a thin layer of sweat. "Fuck, did we use a condom?" He asked, sheer panic laced in his voice, you chuckled, wrapping your hand around his waist, placing your head on his sweaty chest. "I'm on the pill." He breathed out a sigh of relief.

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𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 | fic

navigation | requests : open | 12th march 2021

pairing : dabi x fem!reader

genre : fluff, angst

word count : 3.1k

warnings : fire, death, trauma

themes : strangers to lovers, mutual pining, denial, story changes,

summary : you had to get away from the toxicity that is your father and the hero society. after 17 years of being trapped, you finally have a chance to escape but with a man you didn’t really expect to help. you wondered why he helped you, you don’t know it’s because you don’t question his looks, you saw him not his scars.

you didn't plan for this, you didn't expect him to save you.

the corrupted superhuman society, the toxic society you lived in angered you. maybe things would've been different if your quirk, or your parents weren't who they are.

they wanted to mold you into the perfect weapon against villains, were the villains really the bad guys? who had the right of calling people heroes and villains. what separated them.

those thoughts you asked yourself each day growing up, if you could even call it that. 

everything was okay at first, you felt loved, but once your quirk manifested that changed, drastically.

training everyday until you couldn't move, the tears, the bruises. when would it be enough, is this really what it took to be a hero, to be deemed worthy of such a title?

you had already had to endure 12 years of training constantly, for your dad. you always wondered what is would've been like, to grow up in a stable happy home.

your father had been rejected by the superhuman society, his views were called sick and twisted. he wanted, needed to make you the best. that would've been okay if he let you have a childhood, if he trained you like a daughter not a robot. 

your fathers quirk is jet fire, he can quite literally make jets of fire with his mouth. the green haired man wasn't always bad, he didn't always push you or bruise you. you remembered there was a time, he would hold you, he’d spin you around. 

your quirk is the manipulation of fire, with the particles around you, you can create fire and other gases like smoke. it was a literal merge of your parents quirk, except you don’t breathe fire you create it with your hands.

your mother hasn't talked to you properly since your father started training you at the age of 5. maybe it was the guilt, she never questioned her husband, he had left another woman for your mother, personally you thought she was the last thing holding your fathers sanity together. the guilt of ruining you, corrupting you had haunted her so much she didn't even notice the scars and bruises on your body.

you had never had a real mother figure to show you how strong women are. she would never tell you this but she wondered where you got your anger and courage from.

everyone has a breaking point. yours was when you realized your parents would be living your life for you until they die. that terrified you more than you'd like to admit. the thought of living your life as a hero, a hero you didn't believe in or want to be. an entire lifetime in someone else’s shadow.

did you really live 17 years for this.

you thought about this as you stared up into your ceiling. it was 1am and you couldn't sleep, again.

you had had an argument with the green haired man you were cursed to call dad. it got heated and you locked yourself in your room, you had a bag packed full of clothes and money. staring at it you thought, is it worth it, will all this be worth it.

heroes and villains, you scoffed, they're all the same.

hearing loud steps coming up the stairs, you panicked standing up quickly and shoving the bag into your closet.

“y/n!”

“what” you looked at your door where the man stood, putting your book down next to you. 

“training in 1 hour” you stared at him incredulously, it is 1 fucking am and this lunatic wants me to train, Now.

“no” you deserve sleep, you only finished training a couple hours ago.

“you will train with me in one hour, or else i’m taking your phone and you’ll be training until tomorrow night.” you sighed frustrated and angry as he slammed your door shut. of course he’d take away my one fucking escape.

your eyes darted to the bag peaking out the corner of your closet, maybe today is the day.

you stared at it for a minute before grabbing the bag and checking everything was in there before grabbing a couple more items of clothing and your charger cable. you quickly got changed out of your training clothes and shoved on some baggy jeans and a black turtle neck with some boots. ‘fuck okay, we’re doing this’

you grabbed a pillow and shoved it under your sheets to make it look like you’re sleeping and opened your window, your room was on the second floor so you weren't worried about the drop, you jumped down using smoke to soften your fall and you ran through the alleyways of the city.

after an hour of running you leaned against the wall of an alley and checked your phone to see 30 missed calls from your father. before leaving you made sure to turn off the tracking app and restrictions on your phone.

as you turned to run through the alley you felt eyes on you, a cold breath made the hairs on your neck jolt up, yelping slightly you jumped forward to see.. some sort of sludge monster?

‘fuck’ you breathed as it backed you against the corner, throwing your bag to the side you floated up a little with your quirk and blasted fire at it, it parted where you aimed the fire before molding back together, ‘strong, worthy of me’ it breathed and it collided with you making you scream out in pain, it was agony, it felt like it was ripping you apart inside out.

you could hear voices coming closer but you were a little preoccupied. you had an idea, you slowly created as much fire you could with your hands, the creature shrieked pushing you away as you gasped air filling your lungs again.

you noticed a circular black matter at the end of the alley where the sludge monster appeared from, before you could inspect it it shrunk until it was nothing.

the same voices you heard earlier yelled as the sludge monster slipped through the drains “she’s valuable, she defeated that monster” a man said coming closer to you, you looked at him with furrowed eyebrows “touch me and you die” you breathed standing up from the dirty alley floor. “feisty too” he chuckled.

you were outnumbered, it was 6 to 1 in a small alleyway. before the men could come any closer a voice behind them made them turn, ‘the people you wanted dead are just that, where’s my payment ’ you couldn't see his face so you attempted to look around for an escape, you noticed a drain pipe leading up to a sturdier metal one, if you could jump onto the electric box and swing your up you could make it onto the roof, you just needed to time it perfectly.

one of the men turned to keep an eye on you, “we’ll have your payment in a week” the man in the middle scoffed turning back to you, “you know that’s not good enough, the payment, now or i’ll burn you to ashes” he said with venom laced in his voice, one of the 6 men had moved to the side, you had a clear few of who they were talking to you, you felt as your face heat up at him but you shook it off.

you raised an eyebrow at him signalling to the metal bar, you weren't sure if he’d help you but he’d probably help you if it was for his benefit as well. he flicked an eye between you and the metal bar immediately smirking at your plan. 

you took his smirk as a confirmation and grabbed your bag from the floor and lifted yourself up with smoke from your feet and jumped swinging yourself from the metal bar to the roof, before you could fully push yourself onto the roof you felt a hand gripping onto your leg, you tried shaking the man off only to feel blue heat take over the alley beneath you.

your eyes widened slightly as the scarred man continued burning the men below you, “stop it!” you yelled as he raised an eyebrow at you the blue flames dying down to nothing.

you sighed in relief rolling onto your back, the men scurried away, burnt but alive.

“why’d you stop me?” he asked, you supported yourself on your elbows as he climbed up onto the roof, he didn't look mad, it was a genuine question. “i don’t know maybe i didn't want to see anyone die.” you deadpanned sitting up dusting the dirt off of your clothes.

he looked at you as if you were the most confusing person in the world, you hadn't asked about his scars or flinched when you saw him, or stared at the purple marks around his face and body. he wanted to know why.

“what?, do i have something on my face” you pouted slightly running a hand through your hair. “no, just surprised” you pursed your lips as if waiting for him to say more, you stood up and grabbed the bag full of your belongings you mumbled a “thanks”.

“what was that smokey?” he smirked, a nickname, really. you rolled your eyes at his remark “you should be thanking me as well, without me you would’ve been cornered” he nodded a little at your words “hm well, what’re you doing out here”.

“ran away” you said quickly as you stared at the missed calls on your phone screen. “i need to get away from here” you added as he watched your every move as if trying to decipher you.

“well, you wanna go to hosu?” you looked up at him in disbelief, “what’s in it for you”, he looked conflicted you weren't great at reading people, its not like you had friends or anyone other than your parents around growing up. 

“might change my mind” he grinned before motioning you to follow him, you cautiously followed his steps along the rooftop. “wait i don’t even know your name”. he turned around for a split second before jumping onto another roof, you did the same, “what’s yours”.

“y/n mido- just y/n” if you were really going to leave this world behind then this is where to start, leaving behind your fathers name.

“names dabi, why did you run away” he’s intriguing, besides you needed to get as far away as possible and he’s willing to help so telling him this isn't exactly a danger to you.

“my dads a dick, he’s trying to train me to become the greatest hero but if this is what it takes to have the fucking honor of being called a hero then i don’t want it. i don’t want to be controlled my whole life, or live a life i don’t want”.

“huh, sounds familiar” he joked leading you out of the alleys closer to the lit up streets of the city. you smiled at his joke before jumping down the building as he did using smoke to soften your fall again, he zipped the trench coat up around his mouth and let the hood cover his hair, his piercing blue eyes and nose were the only facial features visible, you laughed slightly at the sight making him roll is eyes at you.

you moved to peak around the corner of the alley, dabi stuck out a protective arm before peaking out as you tried to do a couple seconds before. he let his arm fall to his side again before motioning you to join him, you walked beside him. 

the large lights and billboards made your eyes go wide, “what you never seen the city at night before?” he joked watching your expression stay the same, you looked like a child seeing fireworks for the first time, it was endearing yet sad. had you really been isolated like this, never even seeing something as simple as lights in the darkness.

“i told you, my dad trained me most of my life, so I've never had the luxury of seeing this, never mind at night.”

he hummed at your words as he turned another corner grabbing your arm and dragging you in at the last second making you yelp, a couple motorbikes and cars stood in a line along the small street. the man eyed each of the bikes, you watched as he grabbed a key from a pocket in his oversized trench coat and placed it into a black and blue motorbike before throwing a leg over the seat and turning a head to you. “you coming or not?”.

you grinned before jumping up into the seat.

the world blurred past you, lights buildings and people became one, it really was beautiful, your wide eyes tried to catch everything as you sped past. “where are we going!” you yelled over the noises of traffic and people. “1 day in the city, then hosu city”.

you had never felt more alive, of course you were taking a risk going somewhere you didn't know with a stranger but this was better than being trapped in a house you couldn't call home. 

you gripped his waist as he sped up slightly, he probably didn't how much you hadn't seen, or how much you'd been cut off from the world you thought, in reality he knew more than anyone.

he was busy in thought as you sped past the lit buildings, he watched in the small metal mirror at your expression.

she’s the type to fall in love with everything unreachable, just like i once did.

maybe this was a bad idea, i could’ve just told them i lost her.

the sun started rising a little after you left for the centre of the city, the sunrise you knew all too well rose, sleepless nights led to you watching the sunrise on the rooftop of your house. it was lonely, being alone wasn't something you thought about often. people are disappointing is what you had been taught through experience but however much you wanted to be okay with loneliness you knew you’d find someone to change that, a friend.

“aye you still awake?”,

“mhm”, he grunted in return as you asked him about how much he’d seen of the city, the conversation went onto talk of your family. 

“my mother, she was so in love with the idea of my dad that she kind of just ignored how he treated me, they were good parents at some point, but somewhere along the line that changed”

the day was the most fun you had ever had and much to his disgust you went shopping, you were taking a while “fucking hell, yeah that’s fine”, you frowned at his tone before grinning “hm ill find something better”.

“No, no that is good, yeah its great stick with that”, you laughed at his annoyance before going to pay, “i’ll pay” you shook your head a little grabbing the card you put your fathers money on. 

he rolled his eyes before shoving his own card in the machine and punching in a couple numbers, you thanked him and took the bags resting them on your arms. 

the day went by faster than you liked, you soon found yourself heading towards the motorbike, the black haired man followed next to you eyeing your every move.

she’s going to hate me.

you followed the road out of the city towards another, the lights slowly becoming only dim streetlights. the bright yellow lights of the city were far behind you but even within the peace something was off, you could feel the tension between you and the male, even if you were to ask its not as if he’s going to tell someone he’s known for a little over a day.

“where are we staying in hosu?” you tried to fill the tension with small talk, the man sped up a little before answering “with a couple uh friends, they’re weird”. you nodded as if he could see you, just as you were about to ask him about his ‘friends’ you felt a drop of water hit your cheek.

as the rain slowly got heavier you giggled feeling the drops slide down your face, “what’s so funny smokey” he turned slightly to look at you, you blinked the rain out of your eyes to look at him not expecting to see his bright cerulean eyes looking straight into yours, your breath hitched slightly but you didn't look away, his eyes averted back to the road again and you let out of a breath you didn't know you were holding.

he found himself somehow jealous of the fact that the rain got to touch you, your eyes lit up as you watched the lightning flash across the night sky.

he huffed in anger at himself for even feeling these things, whatever, shes gonna hate me after this anyway.

with only an hour left for hosu you felt yourself getting tired and you grabbed a monster from your bag, you opened the can shuddering a little at the cold you chugged most of the acidic down your throat before hearing the boy in front of you elbow your knee, his hand was held out for the drink, you rolled your eyes pouting slightly and handed him the drink, the rest of the sugary drink drained down his throat. 

something about him intrigued him, maybe it was his mysterious nature, mystery had always drawn you in, it was fun figuring out mysteries and conspiracies, so why is he so difficult to figure out. his eyes were the most mysterious to you, his bright ocean filled eyes. they held so many stories, so many emotions you couldn't decipher.

“hey i asked you a question” you shook away your thoughts and asked dabi to repeat it he sighed shaking his head before smirking for a split second, “i asked how much you hate villains”, you furrowed your eyebrows at his question.

“i don’t hate villains.” you said simply he looked back at you as if asking you to carry on.

“its unfair how quick people are to decide the difference between heroes and villains, most heroes aren’t even good people, they're just fakes hiding behind the mask that is saving people, you hurt people in secret your whole life and then save a couple people and you’re suddenly a hero?, i don’t hate villains, i hate people who think get can choose who’s a hero and who’s a villain just from their appearance”.

he thought for a couple minutes before his lips curled into a small smile, she really gets it huh.

“i’m not stupid, i know you’re deemed a villain dabi, but you don’t seem one to me”, his smile softened a little as if you said the most meaningful words to exist, he felt his walls slowly breaking for you, worst part is he let it happen.

he turned one final corner before parking outside what looked like an abandoned warehouse, you hopped off the bike and followed the man to the door he sighed slightly, he let you go in front of him, you stopped at the door and turned around to look at him questioning his sigh.

he inched closer to you as your back pressed against the door, your eyes widened as his former comforting smile turned into a sad smile, as if he wished this could last.

your breath hitched as his face got closer, he grinned for a second his nose brushing against your own, just as you thought he was going to kiss you he pulled back slightly and lifted his hand which was clenched as if he was holding something, his hand stopped level to his mouth, he opened it and blew the powder into your face making you immediately collapse.

you didn’t expect him to save you anyway.

A/N : damn so part2? DJSF

FUN FACT : manga spoiler : when he said “ she’s the type to fall in love with everything unreachable, just like i once did.” he was talking about his desire to become the greatest hero with his quirk but because of his body is was unreachable.

taglist : @todoroki-shoto-is-life @blazedbakugou @luluwiie @blue-gold-demigod-clouds @gazelle-des-pres

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Crowley's top 13 Taylor Swift traxx

Crowley is a swiftie, I know this because he told me himself. these are his favourite Taylor Swift traxx. this is also kind of a drowley playlist cause if you listen to it in order it takes you through the drowley summer of love and the bitter break up that follows. under the cut I put some lyrics that made me go ''yes that needs to go on the crowley taylor swift playlist'' & the reason why (I put too much work in this help)

1. Ready For It?

Knew he was a killer first time that I saw him

Wondered how many girls he had loved and left haunted

But if he's a ghost, then I can be a phantom

2. Wildest Dreams

Holdin' him for ransom

the Mark of Cain episode when he's all fascinated watching Dean fight those demons in Cain's house. (this was definitely one of the moments that sparked Crowley's interest in Dean even further imo)

He's so tall and handsome as hell

He's so bad, but he does it so well

I can see the end as it begins

aah yes, the start of the demon!dean & Crowley saga. Dean is tall as shit too so there's that.

3. Cruel Summer

So cut the headlights, summer's a knife

I'm always waiting for you just to cut to the bone

Devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes

And if I bleed, you'll be the last to know

here we have some wonderful Crowley not wanting to see Dean that he's hurt AND an angel rolling his eyes being mentioned (which is literally Cas at the summer of love), truly iconic.

4. You Belong With Me

Walking the streets with you and your worn-out jeans

I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be

Laughing on a park bench, thinking to myself

Hey, isn't this easy?

this song is basically just Crowley thinking that Dean should be with him and not with Cas. Dean's jeans are probably pretty worn-out too, since he wears the same outfits all the damn time (no offense man, I do that too)

5. August

To live for the hope of it all

Cancel plans just in case you'd call

And say, "Meet me behind the mall"

So much for summer love and saying "us"

'Cause you weren't mine to lose

can we talk about how Crowley literally dropped everything the second Dean called him MULTIPLE TIMES and the fact that this almost became his dead when Sam used it to trick him at the end of season 10?. I also made a drowley edit with this song (I'm way too deep in the swiftnatural hole) so I think that says enough.

6. Babe

What a waste

Takin' down the pictures and the plans we made, yeah

And it's strange how your face doesn't look so innocent

Your secret has its consequence and that's on you, babe

Crowley had this whole plan to rule hell with Dean but he had to scrap everything rip

7. Mr. Perfectly Fine

He goes about his day

Forgets he ever even heard my name

Well, I thought you might be different than the rest, I guess you're all the same

the break-up didn't seem to effect Dean at all and Crowley hates this. he also thought he'd found someone who could actually love him, but it turned out Dean wasn't capable of that, just like the rest of the people in Crowley's life. he just wants to be loved :(

8. I Knew You Were Trouble

I guess you didn't care, and I guess I liked that

And when I fell hard, you took a step back

Without me, without me, without me

And he's long gone when he's next to me

And I realize the blame is on me

'Cause I knew you were trouble when you walked in

So shame on me now

The first line is Crowley @ Demon Dean not giving a crap about anything, and that second line is quite literally Dean pushing him during their break up. Crowley also kinda knew from the start that it wouldn't work out between him & Dean.

9. We Are Never Getting Back Together

We are never, ever, ever getting back together

You go talk to your friends, talk to my friends, talk to me

But we are never, ever, ever, ever

Getting back together

Crowley telling himself he's really done with having Winchester derangement syndrome now. sorry king I have to dissapoint you: this disease is incurable (ask Cas).

10 Bad Blood

Did you have to do this?

I was thinking that you could be trusted

Did you have to ruin what was shiny?

Now it's all rusted

Crowley actually trusted Dean (which says something, with his never ending trust issues) but of course he had to fuck it up.

11. Better Than Revenge

I'm just another thing for you to roll your eyes at, honey

You might have him, but haven't you heard?

I'm just another thing for you to roll your eyes at, honey

You might have him, but I always get the last word

this is Crowley @ Cas (especially since Dean gave the first blade to Cas instead of him). Cas also rolled his eyes at him multiple times so that's canon.

12. Look What You Made Me Do

I don't like your little games

Don't like your tilted stage

The role you made me play

Of the fool, no, I don't like you

I don't like your perfect crime

How you laugh when you lie

You said the gun was mine

Isn't cool, no, I don't like you

But I got smarter, I got harder in the nick of time

Honey, I rose up from the dead, I do it all the time

I've got a list of names and yours is in red, underlined

I check it once, then I check it twice, oh!

the only song on the list that isn't drowley related, because honestly this just SCREAMS Crowley when Rowena returned to me. also the ''I don't trust nobody and nobody trusts me'' line since Rowena is what sparked Crowley's trust issues in the first place.

13. Speak Now

Don't say yes, run away now

I'll meet you when you're out

Of the church at the back door

Don't wait or say a single vow

You need to hear me out

And they said, "speak now"

I think everyone agrees that Crowley does karaoke at the destiel wedding and sings this song.

[butterfliesinthenightsky]

hi sweetheart !! may i please req an ateez and bts personality ship ?? my description was SUPER long (I GOT CARRIED AWAY </3) so you can cut my request at the personality part when posting my ship! tysm in advance <3

I’m an ‘03 liner that’s 5’9.5 (basically 5’10) with dark skin, jet black hair (currently in long twists rn!!), and i’m on the curvier side (esp hips and my thighs) !! some of my favorite features are my plump lips (and i have a beauty mark near the inside of my bottom lip!), my long legs (they’re 40.5 inches long and look so good in dresses and skirts <33), my kempt and pretty fingernails, and my eyelashes !!! i’m a virgo (and surprisingly i get along with all the signs, i cant think of a sole zodiac sign i DONT mix well with but i love cancers and virgos <33) ! i’m also an ambivert all the way! i often come off as cold/shy/quiet when meeting new people (one of my closest friends avoided me for a month before meeting me because i looked so intimidating LMAO), but once you get close to me i turn into a goofy (heavy on the goofy im never not laughing) bundle of warmth and love: i will never stop texting them the <3 emoji every morning or buying my friends/s/o their favorite starbucks order when they need a little cheer-me-up. also, lots of people say i’m mature and carry myself well, but around my friends i’m one of the most goofiest people ever (probably bc my face will literally be 😐 one sec and then 🥰 the next second when someone makes me laugh <3)

tysm in advance!!! Have an amazing day/afternoon/evening!

@anpanseok DARLING! I hope you love your ship <3 I'm actually really proud of this one, you'll have to let me know what you think! <3

In ATEEZ, I ship you with one and only demon San!

(I thought you'd like that gif ;) )

Okay, when you were describing all of the things that you would want in the relationship, I thought of San due to how clingy and affectionate he is with the other members of ATEEZ. He is a Cancer, which is good because that is one of the star signs that are compatible with yours. I don't believe that the age difference of four years would be that much of an issue, especially since San acts younger than he is most of the time anyway. I feel like most men are intimidated when their female significant other is tall themselves, but he is tall himself and I feel like the fact that you are taller is kind of one of his favorite things about you? One of his other favorite things about you are your curves, he always puts his hand on your thighs during movie night at the boys' dorm or in the back pocket of your jeans when you two are walking into KQ Entertainment together. When you wear dresses when all of you go out to fancy dinners together, he has to hold himself back because he ADORES you when you wear dresses! You said you're am ambivert, I feel like he relates to that in some form of way, like I feel like there are certain situations where he feels a bit more introverted about. Sometimes Hongjoong has to scold him because he texts you so much, but he can't stay mad at you when you pop into the building with their favorite Starbucks drinks and hand-made lunch boxes for them. Just as you always support his creative endeavors, he always returns it for you tenfold and when you are talking about issues you care deeply about, he gives you his full attention and stares at you lovingly. Not just San, but all of the boys, come to you whenever they are dealing with stress and they just want someone to talk to because you are so amazing at giving advice and supporting them. There was a time when a sasaeng approached you, San, Wooyoung and Jongho when you were doing some late night grocery shopping when another ATINY stopped her, causing an argument and nasty words to be exchanged. Let's just say, you shut that sasaeng down REAL quick when you heard some of the things she said. One day you woke up and found a present that San made for you, a mixtape of all of your favorite songs from all your favorite genres of music, along with a little keychain that had tokens of all of the states you had visited. He wholeheartedly loves you and he makes every effort to support all of your dreams. When he has days off from work, the two of you make a blanket fort in your living room and watch old episodes of Forensic Files and Law & Order: SVU, whilst surrounded by fluffy blankets and a couple of his favorite plushies. His life an idol doesn't afford him much down time, unfortunately, but he always makes time for you and you always have the craziest adventures with not only each other, but all of the other boys as well. Squishy San will want all of the cuddles, have you SEEN how affectionate he is with the other members?! Also, him in all black outfits.... YES, PLEASE AND THANK YOU. One day he was visiting your apartment and he surprised you with matching beaded pearl bracelets and he never takes it off, not even for performances. The boys don't really think nothing of walking into the bathroom to brush their teeth whilst one of the others is showering, that just comes with their busy schedules and their dorm life. Let's just say this: Mingi wasn't able to look you in the eyes for two weeks because he did just that, not realize that you had snuck in and stayed the night, and were currently going to the bathroom whilst San was in the shower. Your camera roll is not only filled with silly pictures of San that you've captured, but of the most magazine worthy, model pictures you have ever been lucky enough to take. He accepts you for all of your flaws, and helps you to try to work on them, however that may be and you do the same for him.

In summary: You both are simps for each other and I AM HERE FOR IT.

In BTS, I ship you with Namjoon!

Another tall boy for you, I got you! You both are Virgos, but I looked it up worried that two Virgos would clash, and it said that they would be very intuitive with each other and would understand each other! The age gap is quite large, I don't know how okay you are with that? I know everyone has different preferences. He approached you first when he saw you at the mom & pop coffee shop/cafe around the corner from your apartment, and he thought you were the most beautiful person he had ever seen. Another man who I don't think would be bothered by your curves (men can be shallow dicks), I think that is his favorite thing (same as San) about you. Not even in a sexual way, I feel like his hands would always end up on your butt without him even noticing. Most of the time, one of the other boys will point it out when all of you are hanging out together, and he will be proud that he has a significant other like you, but he almost might become a shy mess about it I feel like. I feel like he can get jealous, just because you are closest to Jungkook in the group and you often pull pranks on the other members together. There is never a shortage of laughs when all of you are together, pure crackhead energy if I've ever seen it, just non stop jokes and banter between all of you. You were able to get time off from work and were actually able to join them (their managers were surprisingly chill about you tagging along? CONFUSION?) on their tour around Europe and you had so many memories. You actually brought along a Polaroid camera that you found in a little store one day when the two of you were shopping, and you ended up having to buy an extra suitcase on the trip because you took LITERAL hundreds of pictures of all of your adventures and the tour shenanigans. He has childish tendencies, I feel like he would love to play Roblox with you? I feel like he would take a very mathematical approach to building things, that's just the vibe I get from him. He often stares at you when you're doing your makeup in the morning, he finds it fascinating and he even asked you to do his makeup for some of his shows. His makeup artists weren't angry, luckily, all of their staffs absolutely adore you two together. He is all up for adventures, I feel like he would chicken out at the idea of skydiving, though lol. You keep stealing his sweaters, which he low-key highkey is SO happy about because he loves the way that you look in them. The size difference is only three or four inches (I've seen people say he's 6 feet, but then others say he's 6 foot 2, WHICH IS IT?!), so it's pretty easy to sneak kisses from him whenever you want them when you're together. If he sees you struggling to stay awake whilst studying, he'll softly close your book and drag you over to your bed for a couple hours so you can take a quick nap to regain the energy. I don't really know his temperament that well, he has to be rather even-tempered to deal with those hooligans he calls the rest of BTS, so I feel like you wouldn't have that many fights. You both are always striving to help each other to be the best versions of each other you can be. You joined the boys on vacation at a lake house and one night you were having dinner and he blushed after you said something cheeky to him, causing you to say to him, "You look like a cute tomato when you blush, my cutie pie." in front of the other members. Needless to say, he turned even more red and the boys teased him mercilessly for the rest of the night. Don't know how the cooking would go (this boy is a DISASTER in the kitchen), but you would have fun learning new dishes. He would brag about getting a dish right, and you quickly praise him but also say, " and that's why you a big ass head.", causing him to die laughing. He is the very definition of a hard worker, and I feel like he would love being praised and doing the same for his significant other, so I'm glad that you said that you liked the words of affirmation love language, because GET READY. He's definitely been buffing up (I SCREAM WHENEVER I SEE PICTURES OF HIM NOWADAYS), so

his hugs would always be the best things, so warm and comforting. Don't know how you feel about children? We've all seen that VLive where this idiot literally bought baby shoes because he thought they were cute, so I think he would definitely want children down the road in your relationship if you were both comfortable with it. Best father and husband award goes to him.

In conclusion: SIMP. SIMP. SIMP. SIMP. SIMPPPPPPPPPPPP.

[shra-vasti]

Home

Pairing : Moon Junhui x reader

Type : Soulmate au, idol au

Genre : fluff

Warnings : none

Word count : 2-3k approx

Soulmate au type : In which the first words your soulmate says to you are written on your body.

Jun heard Seungkwan and Jeonghan snicker from behind him when he was wearing his shirt for the upcoming stage performance.

He turn around but glared at them through the mirror and proceeded to wear his outfit. The two just laughed at him more before waving themselves off towards the other members.

Jun sighed as he looked at himself through the mirror and then towards the one sentence which was tattooed near his navel, he huffed shaking his head, was it necessary for his soulmate's first words for being so sarcastic?

He wondered what he was going to say or do for his soulmate to get that sentence/accusion tattooed on his stomach.

But he didn't mind much since it was ultimately said by his soulmate but he often wondered what on earth he was going to do to get that sentence out of you.

He even dated multiple times thinking that his soulmate was someone close to him cause who in the hell gets this comfortable to roast someone on their first meeting?

"You guys are up in 10 minutes so gather up backstage."

The manager yelled from the door. They did the head count before finally making their way out of the waiting room towards the backstage.

They stood up before the monitor placed backstage for monitoring the stage performance going onstage live.

"Woah my best friend is doing great." exclaimed Seungkwan gaining Jun's attention along with other's too.

"Your best friend?"

Jun asked as he put his hand on the younger's shoulder eyeing up the idol group which was currently performing on stage.

"Kind of. It's like an inside joke between us but they are really nice and witty and we get along really well. I met them on the set of Mafia in prison and we have been in contact since then."

Seungkwan explained after which everyone started paying attention to their own thing with few of the members enjoying the stage.

Jun shook his head as he started fixing his microphone, getting ready since they were up next to your group which was performing currently on the stage.

He really envied how friendly and outgoing some of his members were like Seungkwan and Mingyu. They literally had friends everywhere and knew many people.

Jun wished he wasn't so shy so he could also make many more new friends.

He gets awkward and he know it will take some more time to get comfortable around to socialise with everyone else.

The performance ended as he heard audience clap and cheer loudly followed by lots of gasps.

He got pushed to one side of the backstage when 4 of the crew members ran past him carrying some one in their arms.

He hissed at the sensation but didn't feel the anger as it was an emergency but he really lost a bit of his temper when another person bumped into him twice the force earlier and to add to that he was shoved towards the wall making him collide with the wall too.

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You were exhausted from your performance breathing uneven as you posed as the ending fairy for today's performance.

It felt really good to be performing again after your debut showcase, it was your first comeback and you were thankful for the amount of support your group got dispite coming from a rather small company.

Through your peripheral vision you could see the youngest of your group losing their balance as they started leaning toward the opposite direction.

You held their arms quickly and they managed to keep the balance but ended up losing consciousness and putting all of the weight on you.

You quickly caught them before losing your balance and placed th on the ground as other members started asking for help from the backstage crew.

The crew came not long after and carried them out of the stage and towards the emergency room where the treatment of minor injuries was done during the performance.

You ran behind them in hopes to stay with them as long as you could. You were worried from the morning as they looked comparatively pale.

You did give some medicine mixed inside their drink but you figured it wasn't enough or they simply didn't drink it.

You collided rather strongly with someone when you were on your last step on the stairs to go to the backstage, you didn't even dare to apologize or say a word as you pushed the person aside and ran as fast as you could towards your member.

Your were anxious as they had never lose consciousness like today as your other members were also running behind the crew.

You excused yourself mumbling sorry towards the other artist who were backstage as you kept colliding with them.

Backstage was always packed with little to no space as there were so many idols solo/group who were waiting for their turn, not everyone get to have a chance of having the waiting room all to themselves since there weren't much rooms so when you were done with your makeup and styling you get lead outside backstage to wait up for your performance.

You never really saw it as a hassle, it hadn't been much time since you debuted therefore you didn't realize how frustrating backstage was untill some inconvenience like this happened.

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"Hyung, let's go to the emergency room to check if your arm is alright."

They were all currently huddled inside the waiting room after their stage performance ended and Jun realized that his arm which collided with the wall is a bit sore due to the impact.

"Seungkwan take him to the emergency room."

Seungkwan immediately pulled Jun up after Seungcheol told him to take him to the emergency room and both the boys made their way towards the room while the rest stayed behind doing their own things.

They reached the emergency room, the nurse helped Jun with his arms and put a bandage on it.

"Seungkwan?" both the boys turned towards you when they heard your voice, you were carrying two bottles of water in each hands. You bowed in their direction, when the nurse finished dressing his sore arm both of them made their way towards where you stood.

"How's your group member?"

"They're fine."

"What exactly happened to them though I met them yesterday they were fine."

Jun stood there quietly listening to both of you, his awkwardness kicking in as he didn't know what to say. Seungkwan wasn't even introducing him to you neither he was acknowledging his presence so he just stood there a bit far watching you two talk.

"They said that they were sad because yesterday after talking with you they bumped into someone and that person said sorry and you know their soulmark is really common one so they misunderstood that stranger as their soulmate, which happenes almost all the time and they were so disheartened they didn't take their medicine nor eat anything so they fainted."

Seungkwan and your group was really close and therefore you could tell anything to him so you didn't mind telling him that.

"Oh is that so? That's sad. My Hyung here as the same soulmark as your member, 'first word written on the part of their body' one and although Hyung has been in many relationships before he still couldn't find his soulmate."

Jun eyebrows furrowed when he heard Seungkwan say his name and glare at him making you laugh loudly. Jun's expression completely changed when he looked at you, his heart skipping a bit at how beautiful you looked while laughing heartily.

"Some people dated once and found their soulmate, then there's you doing audition."

You stopped laughing as you looked at their expression feeling like you crossed your limits and offended him.

"I'm sorry." you quickly bowed towards him and the only thing Jun could mutter in utter embarrassment after hearing you say those words was.

"I didn't even audition for my company."

You felt a tingling feeling in your right shoulder as you heard him say. Yours, Jun and Seungkwan's eyes widened as soon as those words were said. Both the boys stood there in front of you shocked.

Seungkwan knew what his Hyung's mark said, he never ever asked about yours but the expression you both had gave it away that both of you were indeed soulmate. Seungkwan chuckled gaining both of yours attention and broke your staring contest with Jun.

"Yah, get out." Jun kicked Seungkwan out of the room and locked the door behind so the younger wouldn't come and disturb again.

You heart beat increased as he slowly made his way towards you, he was suddenly full of confidence with zero awkwardness with a hint of mischief in his eyes.

The duality this man held was really something out of this world.

He stopped when he was close enough to you, you put your head down unable to keep up with his intense look. The atmosphere suddenly went from soft to hot in no time.

You gulped when he hooked his index finger below your chin and made you face him. He leaned down placing a sweet and soft kiss on your lips.

He broke the kiss and you still stood there, eyes still close as you breathed his scent. He smiled when you finally locked eyes with him again and put his hand on your shoulder to play with your hair.

"I really thought I would say something cool to you as my first word but my thoughts got jumbled up when I looked into your eyes but I had to make up for it."

You laughed ruffling his hair and he looked at you endearingly.

"I'm sorry, for breaking your arm."

"I would have slammed myself on the wall hundereds of times if I knew it would lead me to you."

A blush crept up your cheeks as you push him away laughing at his cheesy self but you won't mind hearing his cheesy lines for lifetime.

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"Baby, I want to cherish our warmth, So no one can come between us, Tell me, you’re mine, I’m in you squirming inside, I’m suddenly afraid, What do I do? Without you my heart has no home, I’ve kept my insides empty for you."

[snowydaffodils]

Underground

1473 words | Seventeen

Warnings: profanities, violence, mentions of character death, crime, and uh, its a mafia au so its dark. A bit angst too, because its uh, there's deaths and casualties. So we gon be sad about that.

a/n: This is a Seventeen Mafia!AU involving all members of Seventeen, including the ex-supposed-members, too. It includes everyone but the ones who appear is Seungcheol, Soonyoung and Jihoon. It's just a simple prompt I've thought of, and maybe would want to make continuous chapters but I'm still not sure. I hope you enjoy this one, though!

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Seungcheol sighed, looking at the last of what they had for the week. With that much, they could barely survive food for all thirteen of them, much less feed the survivors. He gripped the straps holding his bulletproof vest on him and dumped the heavy armor on the old couch behind him.

"Is this all we have?" Seungcheol didn't mean to raise his voice, but his frustration was hard to contain. Across him, who for once he was away from his computer screen, was Jihoon, who shared his look of concern.

"With a couple more part times from a few members maybe we can have enough for the survivors as well this week," Jihoon sighed. "But for how much longer do we have to do this, Cheol?"

Born from the Underground, it was difficult for them to work normally in society. They have burdens to carry, and while it was their choice to leave their main families and leave the gangs they were part of, it also became their anchor because they were marked as betrayers.

Resources were hard to get because they weren't only blocked from the open society because of their records, blood and pasts, but also because their previous families decided that they would make it hard for them to gain anything in the Underground. Imagine being blocked off even from the black market.

Soonyoung was on the other side of the table, his guns still attached to his body, his full gear still on, he didn't bother taking anything off because the next mission is in half an hour. His face was grim, as he had just came back from a mission. He had just taken captives away from being trafficked by the infamous Kim family and he succeeded his mission perfectly, but not without cost. Minghao was unconscious when they brought him in, which frightened him on the inside, but he couldn't let his concerns be in the way of the mission. He had carried his member back, Junhui on the other side and Chan clearing anything that was in their path, and Soonyoung had the darkest look on his face. As soon as Jeonghan claimed Minghao's vitals were unharmed and that he would leave, Soonyoung breathed relief, took a few seconds to himself, but immediately went back to work as if nothing happened.

They were literally fighting for their ideals and for their own values, but it certainly wasn't easily. Being outnumbered was one problem when it comes to these mafias, but cutting off resources was proving to make them suffer even more. They have been trying to slowly put the other survivors into society, managing their housing, their jobs, and their identities, but it costs a lot and they can only return so few, when the number of people needed saving was only growing.

"We can't keep doing this," Soonyoung breathed out. Soonyoung was the type to bring the happy atmosphere in the room, one of those who just make the world a little brighter. But once he's on edge, he'd just turn and blow up. The casualty of his member and the stress on necessities were more than enough reasons to push him there. "We can't manage, we can't live like this!"

On normal days, Jihoon would've the more rational one, the cool-headed one, but he, too, was on edge.

"What do you suggest we do, huh? Spit your shit, Soonyoung!" Jihoon retorted. Every single one of them was being too sensitive, they knew this. They wouldn't mean the things they'd say, but they needed to blow off steam anyways.

"I don't fucking know, Jihoon!" Soonyoung cried. "Quit being superheroes!? Get a job, blend to society?! Maybe then Minghao can actually lay on an actual hospital bed!"

"You think I don't want that?" Jihoon snapped back. "You think I haven't been trying for the past years, to put all of you into society, put you to proper jobs, give you new clean identities without having to worry about shit?"

"Well it's all for nothing, isn't it?" At this point Soonyoung didn't realize the words he was spouting. "Tell me, what kind of growth have we gone through the years, Jihoon? Seungcheol, what makes this so different than when we first started?!" Jihoon just glared at him, knowing full well Soonyoung was just on rampage mode, and he wasn't thinking, but every word still struck his heart like spears would've. "Well it's not any different!" Soonyoung cried.

"Shut up, both of you!" Seungcheol yelled. "Just," his hands made their way through his head as he tried to clear his mind and he lowered his voice as he spoke. "Shut up. The boys will hear. We can't have all thirteen of us raging at each other. We have missions to do. People to save."

When Seungcheol first gathered them, they were given a choice, just like any other runaways he had met. To join him, or to keep running. He had never once held them back against their choice. When MingMing chose to go back to China, live a normal life, Seungcheol only wished him luck and bid him goodbye after handing him a new passport Jihoon had managed to get. To both Dongjin and Samuel, he had urged to go back to society after they joined for a while. They were too young. They wanted to help, but when Seungcheol saw what trauma Samuel had to deal with, he asked Jihoon to prioritize the two and hand them their ticket back to society. It was easier, too, because they were young, and not much of a gap in their lives to be filled on paper.

"I'm not telling you to leave or stay," Seungcheol had said. "You can choose, but your ticket is right here, and I promise you'll be fine. You won't have to fight anyone ever again, nobody will touch you. We'll all be here for you, no matter what."

Both Dongjin and Samuel bawled, and Seungcheol had hugged them tightly. On weekends, he kept his promise and checked up on them routinely. He'd escape basecamp and watch them from afar. Only Soonyoung and Jihoon knew where he'd disappear after dark hours, as they sometimes joined him, and other times made the excuses for him. Seungcheol was proud of the two, and that was evident everytime he returned from his "lookout" trips. Once, Seungcheol came home with a rare smile on his face, and it was everything the world needed. "I saw Samuel audition in a company today. He's really talented," he had said, his eyes beaming.

At times like these, Soonyoung questioned why he had to lead this life. Why he had to be the responsible one and save everyone else and why he can't just run like any other person. He wanted to be like Samuel, given the clear way out, and Seungcheol would still have his back no matter what. In fact, they all would. Nobody would blame or judge him for it. But damn him and his pride; him and his conscience. The guilt he would've felt had he left just like that - he won't, couldn't, live through it. Not for the people who were just like him, who were unlucky enough to be born in the dark, not to those who were held against their will, victims of the Underground, and certainly not to those who he treated as brothers.

Soonyoung just screamed. He hated feeling so helpless.

"Soonyoung," Seungcheol called, the bags under his eyes became evidence of his tiredness. "Take a break. Have Jun lead close combat. I'll send Hansol to your team. I'll cover his position."

No. He couldn't rest now, not now when one of his members is already hurt. Soonyoung took a deep breath, and sighed. He shouldn't be hot-headed. Not now when they have mission after mission to complete.

"No, I'm sorry. I'll keep my cool. Minghao's down, I can't leave the team," Soonyoung resigned heavily.

"No," Seungcheol said firmly. "Not when you're emotional. If it bothers you, go get Seokmin and have him back your team up, too."

"I'll be calm, I prom-"

"You know very well I can't make decisions based on promises, Soonyoung. That's not how we work here."

The hurt in Seungcheol's eyes were evident, and both Soonyoung and Jihoon knew full well why. Seungcheol diverted his eyes away; he can't bear to see the eyes of his friends, his long time partners, both wallowing in pity to him and to themselves.

"You guard here - that's final. Jihoon, you make sure he stays. Soonyoung, unarm yourself and go get Seokmin."

Seungcheol didn't stay for more arguments. He left after he took back the bulletproof vest he threw on the couch and went to get his team.

Soonyoung cursed in frustrations, and Jihoon just held his head on his hands.

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[ramblingaboutthings]

The stars | James Potter

Pairing: James Potter x Reader

Word count: 2.7k (the longest I've ever written UwU)

Warnings: curse words because my Italian self doesn't have self control in this kind of things lmao. Also a little amount of angst and FLUFFFFFFFF.

A/N: I'm actually alive and I'm so proud of this, I hope you'll like it too!!

Summary: you think you could never stand a chance with James Potter but little do you know, he's just oblivious to the fact that he has stronger feelings than simple friendly love toward you.

The day had begun in the best way, you’d gotten an excellent mark in divination that you somehow found really difficult and boring. Then you went to have lunch, like, you were absolutely starving.

You’d usually sit with the marauders but today you weren’t in the mood. You sat with your group of friends instead.

You sat right beside Lily and you were talking about something you weren't really interested in, she giggled as she muttered something about Severus and blushed lightly.

You smiled widely when you realized that maybe she was starting to develop feelings.

Then your eyes traveled around the table only to find James already staring in your direction, well in Lily's direction actually. A piece of your heart shuttered.

"Y/n! Are you even listening?" Lily laughed and you shook your head.

"Sorry Lils I got caught up in my thoughts" you answered, suddenly feeling awkward.

"You like that idiot" she pointed out, smiling softly.

Your eyes widened at her statement, you looked back between her and James before looking away, suddenly finding the slytherin table interesting. You tried to change the subject, starting with the homework you had to do but Lily wouldn't budge.

"You like him don't you?" She asked again gaining a huff from you.

"Maybe, I mean he's cute, he's funny but he likes you not me. Who'd even like me? Look at me!" You said, feeling the tears that managed to escape from your eyes, on your face.

Lily smiled sadly.

"You'll never quit with that low self esteem, will you? You're beautiful, clever and if he doesn't like you for who you are then fuck him Y/n/n" she reassured you.

You looked again towards James, this time he was actually staring at you and as soon as he met your gaze he smiled mouthing a "why aren't you sitting with us?".

You shrugged "I'll see you later" you mouthed back.

Meanwhile Lily's beautiful smile now became a playful smirk." I think at least one time he has thought about the fact that he likes you, and not me" you gave her a small shake of your head, signaling her to stop. She just tilted her head to the side while you went back to your staring session. Eyes still watery.

“hey.” Sirius hit Remus lightly in the chest. “Look at Y/n.”

Remus followed his friend’s gaze, and his eyes widened when he saw you staring at James, furiously wiping at the tears rolling down your cheeks. You try to avoid their gaze, but they'd already noticed you “y/n, what happened?” Sirius mouthed, brown eyes searching yours with concern.

"Nothing" you answered.

“whats up?" James asked his two friends, noticing the worry in their faces. Then he met your gaze and crossed his arms, looking away, with an angry expression. Angry? Why would he be angry at you? You frowned.

You saw Sirius come up to you “Who do I need to beat up?” he asked.

You sniffled and rolled your eyes up to the ceiling, laughing dryly. “No one.”

“it's Prongs. Isn't it?”

"I said I'm fine Black!" you spatted.

“Hang on, (y/n), firstly you never said tha–”

“Y/n!” James’ cheerful voice called from behind you, and your eyes widened in surprise. “What’s up?” he asked, stopping next to you with a grin. That grin fell, however, when he noticed your red eyes and wet cheeks. He reached for you and inquires in a soft voice: “y/n, what’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing. I’ll see you guys later.” And, with that, you stepped past the two boys and disappear.

James’ wide eyes found Sirius’s. “Who do I need to beat down?” he asks gravely.

Sirius shook his head, lips pressed into a thin line. “Prongs, you are that stupid, you could fail a test on yourself.” He walked past James, bumping his shoulder against his as he went, and stormed off in the opposite direction you ran away to.

“James Potter!”

Despite his now sad mood, James’s head couldn't help but lift at the sound of Lily’s angry voice coming from beside him. “Ah, Lily” He smiled broadly and spun around, only to meet a hard slap to his left shoulder.“Ow–hey! What the fuck was that for?” he asked placing a hand on the spot she'd slapped him.

Lily gritted her teeth and poked a finger on his chest. “You, James Potter, are a real asshole.”

“What did I–”

“You need to stop chasing after me, I don't like you and I never will and think about the real girl you're in love with instead! Everyone has noticed James” the redhead hissed before running after you. Leaving James quite confused.

She found you on your bed, staring at the many sky maps you hung on your wall. She knew you'd been crying again.

"Y/n, he'll realize how good you are sooner or later" she whispered approaching you.

You rolled your eyes.

"As if" you laughed darkly.

Lily giggled "y/n, do you realize that with all those protective manners toward you, he can't see you only as a friend?"

"Can you stay with me? We don't have classes this afternoon, we could just chill here" you almost pleaded changing the subject of the discussion.

Lily smiled softly and nodded before jumping on your bed.

One hour later, the marauders were all reunited in their own dorm room. James was thinking about what Lily had said some moments before, but actually the real thing he couldn't bring himself to stop thinking about was your sad face. This image was like printed inside of his mind.

"Prongs, we're heading off to Y/n and Lily's room, do you want to come?" Remus asked suddenly.

James slowly nodded his head, now all he wanted to do was comfort you, all he wanted was to look into your eyes and make you smile, because it was like his favourite pastime, making you smile was like recieving a gift. You were a gift, a gift that the world decide to give him.

"James?" Remus snapped him out of his thoughts.

"Yeah coming"

They sneakily made their way to the girls dorm, and when they finally got inside, you were done crying and was laughing at something that Lily'd said. James smiled at the scene.

"Hey girls! Y/n was in a bad mood so we decided to lift your spirits" Sirius exclaimed.

You gasped, as you didn't even hear the door open. Then your eyes met James' hazel ones.

"hey Y/n/n, is everything alright?" He asked you as he made his way to your bed.

"Yup, much better now" you instinctively hugged him, even though he was the cause of her previous sadness.

He smiled inhaling your scent and you did the same thing.

He sat on the bed and you laid on his lap.

The rest of the people smiled at each other with knowing looks.

You, oblivious to the many glances, quickly fell asleep lulled by James' heartbeat.

Lily rolls her eyes to the ceiling. “Merlin’s beard! You like her! Leave me the hell alone!" Lily whisper yelled.

"What are you talking about, Evans?" He asked, genuine confusion covering his face.

"You like your best friend, we've all noticed except you. Open your eyes, Prongs” And, with one last groan of frustration, Sirius knocked some sense into James

It hit him like a train, he liked you! Of course he did, how could've he been so dense? He'd actually liked you for a long time, every time you blushed, he smiled. Every time you would kiss him on the cheek, he'd even lightly blush.

Did you like him? He asked himself as his gaze settled on your graceful sleeping face. He would have never thought about it if Sirius hadn’t literally knocked the fact into his head. He finds himself going through all of his memories of you. You even gave him, -your crush- advice on how to win another girl over.

Oh, he really was stupid.

"Fuck, does she even like me back?" He whispered, gaining weird looks from Lily and Sirius which were seriously questioning his intelligence.

"Why do you think she was mad? She saw you staring in my direction, and all her hopes went down really quick" Lily explained with a hint of exasperation in her voice.

"I wasn't staring at you Lily, I was making sure she was okay, I didn't even notice the tears but I somehow knew something was off" James admitted.

Sirius giggled followed by Remus.

"I told you, you are some new kind of stupid" James stuck out his tongue at Sirius.

"I'm not stupid, just quite oblivious"

They continued to talk, not about you, but they kept whispering things to each other, trying not to wake you up.

Your cat -that you named Rigel after the star in your favorite constellation, Orion- jumped on the bed and curled up beside James. He liked him just as much as you did, and it made the boy laugh everytime you told him. But even that thing now made sense, you really loved him, like in the actual meaning of the word.

He slowly started to get uncomfortable in the position he was in, but he couldn't risk to wake you up, so he just stayed still, cuddling Rigel and still chatting with the others.

You woke up only two hours later, your hair sticking to your face. When you looked up as you rubbed your eyes, you blushed as the realization of who you had fallen asleep on, hit you.

“y/n?”

James’s grip around you tightened but you got up and took a few steps away from him. The sun now shone right on you, like it was some kind of sign for James, as if for the first time, he realized the fascinating way in which your eyes sparkled in the warm sunlight. “hey guys” you whispered.

The boy shakes his head and his eyes traveled around the room before setting back on you “I think we need to talk Y/n". You slightly panicked.

The others in the room smiled "we're going uhm- see you later" Remus announced awkwardly before they quickly walked out of the room.

“Then what do you want?” you ask, finally turning to face him. Your eyes were tired when they meet his and, even though they were still red from crying, at that moment, their beautiful e/c finally managed to make him fully realize the amount of love he felt for you. “Because if you’re here to tell me you are in love with Lily again, I don’t want to hear it.”

James shook his head. “I’m not here to say that.”

You blink in surprise. “Then what are you here to say?” you whisper.

James takes a deep breath and looks out of the small window. “Honestly, if it wasn't for Remus, Sirius and Lily I would've never realized but I like you Y/n/n. And I know you like me too” You studied him for a moment, not able to read his expression, and after a few moments of trying, you gave up with a sigh and looked away just before he spoke “I know I’ve hurt you, and I’m sorry.”

You closed your eyes and shook your head. “Jam–”

“No, let me talk please.” He took my hand and shifted his body so he was facing you. “I’ve been so hung up on Lily that I haven't realized it was you I was only staring at, you're the only girl I give a fuck about. And I know I have been oblivious lately but I hope you’ll still give me a chance.”

The awkward silence nearly caused James a heart attack, and he sighed in relief when you looked up at him shyly. You'dnever been embarrassed in front of him but your feelings were now too exposed.

“I don’t want you to do this just because you found out. I don’t want a pity-date, James” you admitted quietly.

He shook his head. "It’s a you-are-my-best-friend-and-i-have-liked-you-since-4th-year date love.” you shivered at the nickname.

You pursed your lips and stared at him him intensely. His eyes shone through his glasses with nothing but honesty, and your heart fluttered in your chest. He was just offering you something with no tricks...Well that's new.

“Alright, Potter.” you smiled at him, still not fully realizing he liked you back.

James grinned sheepishly as he took your hand in his. “after dinner, I'll pick you up and the rest is a surprise”

You nodded and snuck closer to him, feeling his breath on your forehead. You liked the feeling he gave you, staying this close together. You felt his heart beating at a rate -a really fast rate- that matched yours.

"We should go to the others" James broke the silence, and you nodded in agreement.

You walked hand in hand through the halls of the school until you found the rest of the marauders and Lily sitting on the grass of the middle courtyard.

"Hey guys " Remus grinned at you two and when they noticed your intertwined hands. they all smirked.

"Have you got something to say?" Lily asked.

You blushed brightly and buried your face in James' chest while he wore his signature smirk.

"I asked her on a date" Lily squealed in response.

"Oh Merlin! I have to get you ready! When is it?" She asked excitedly.

James took that as a further confirmation of his dead feelings for the redhead, and he kissed your forehead as if he wanted to reassure you.

"Tonight and It's a surprise actually" James announced.

He held you like you were some kind of rare thing that could break at any moment, and you loved it.

You stayed like that untill it was time to go to dinner.

The great hall was already full of students and you decided, along with Lily, to sit with the marauders, so you could stay with James.

You sat across from him and you really tried not to stare at him, but you couldn't, it was stronger than you, and he of course noticed.

"Like what you see y/l/n?" You gasped at his sudden question, but still mimicked his smirk.

"Actually, yes"

The marauders started to fake their disgust while Lily laughed.

"Since when are you that bold Y/n?" Lily asked.

"I don't know, he just gets on my nerves sometimes" you answered grinning widely.

And you spent all dinner exchanging looks and bold remarks from you that left almost everytime James speechless.

"Go put something comfortable, I'm taking you somewhere you'll like" James said at the end, placing a kiss on your nose "be ready in 10, I'll pick you up from your room" he finished.

As soon as you got to your dorm, you suddenly felt nervous and started to search for something to put on, and you opted for a gryffindor hoodie and leggings just in time.

"Are you ready?" James asked after knocking at the door, in response you opened it.

"Let's go then" he took your hand as you walked toward the highest tower of the castle, you couldn't hide your smile as you walked up the stairs of the astronomy tower.

"Is this too simple? I mean I know you love space and all but maybe-"

"This is perfect Jamie, this is the idea I had of my first date, I love it" you interrupted him.

You sat on the floor and looked up.

"That is Orion, and there is Rigel, my cat" you chuckled as you explained pointing to the star.

"Right on the horizon you can spot Sirius, the brightest star in the night sky" James smiled while your eyes lightened up, they'd always sparkle when you started talking about space, and he could listen to you for hours.

"What star is that?" He asked pointing to a very bright spot in the sky.

"That's Venus James" you laughed playfully.

"How was I supposed to know?" He pouted.

When you looked at him you noticed how close you were, you could feel his breath on your lips.

His gaze traveled from your eyes to your lips and before you could even think straight he kissed you putting his hands on your waist he held you closer and closer until he lost his balance and fell on the ground, you on top of him.

He laughed breathlessly as you just laid your head on his chest.

"I think I'm in love with you" you suddenly said, as a bright blush crept onto your face.

"I know I'm love with you Y/n".

[san-station]

No more sad songs • Bang Chan

Pairing: Bang Chan x Reader

(Fluff & Angst)

WARNING: Broken heart.

↝Word count: 1,9k 

The things you've done for your best friend were uncountable, you would go to hell and beyond to bring him back to you, just like Dante did for Beatrice on his journey through the nine circles of Hell. Having the Lee Minho as your Thing #1 was what people would say: a blessing. But sometimes blessings weren't as great as they sound. Your relationship was a mess, he was known as the mighty fuckboy of SKZ fraternity and you were "Lee Minho's fan", "the girl who chases the unreachable", "the groupie" and more names you've heard around campus. 

People didn't know that you've been friends since you could spell your name correctly, you went to the same school, you lived in the same neighborhood and Minho was the first one to approach the little shy girl who rather play alone with her dolls and paint some flowers than play with the other kids. Minho found you cute and weird (in a good way), you were the only girl that didn't want to give him a kiss or ask to be his friend, so he thought you were unique.

Over the years, you built a beautiful friendship based on him being the cocky fuckboy who dragged the bashful girl to parties; you being the responsible friend who dragged  him to his house before he passed out and gave him painkillers in the morning to get him to his dance major classes. Him, distracting you from your music major homework to watch his new choreography, and more.

Your friendship was like any other friendship... the problem was that you were deeply in love with Minho from the very beginning. You loved everything about him and it hurt, you were in love with the one person who will never see you as more than just a friend because he loved to party, to live the moment and forget about the past, to blindly look forward and annihilate everything in his path, it didn't  matter if his best friend was in the field, he'll destroy her without noticing and, even so, you loved him.

You've been through a lot due to that reckless behavior and he was oblivious, he didn't realize those sad songs you wrote were about him and the things he did impulsively. That time when he kissed the girl with the white dress on Lee Jeno's party leaving you all alone in a place where you didn't  know anyone and ended up calling your friend Changbin to give you a ride back home; the time when you were eating at a restaurant with your other friends to celebrate your birthday and he didn't show up because he was having some fun at the dance studio with his choreo partner and didn't even apologize; that time when he got pretty drunk and kissed you in a SKZ party and then said "I'm sorry, Y/N, I thought you were another girl! Ewwww, I kissed my best friend this is so weird" and started laughing his ass off. 

He never notice the tears in your eyes when he did all of that, he never stopped to ask how you were or if you wanted to go when you felt so unhappy on those parties. And you still did everything for him because he had your heart, yet, he was so stupid to understand it. All your friends knew it. Well, they all could read your lyrics and play your beats and be aware of your feelings towards Minho.

Now you were at the music studio with your fellow partners and friends: 3Racha, also known as Bang Chan, Seo Changbin and Han Jisung. Your appointment for today was creating two different beats with the same lyrics to see how flexible it could be, but all you were thinking were gloomy melodies and heartbroken songs.

The australian boy gave his friends a concerned look and text them on their group chat. 

∼3RACHA Bros∼

Chan: I think it's Minho again... 

Jisung: Yeah, saw him yesterday, he REALLY had some fun lololol

Changbin: Hyung, do something... this isn't working.

Chan: Why me???

Changbin: you're good with words :D

Chan: We all literally are good with words, Bin.

Jisung: c'mon Hyung, she'll listen to you, you have like a thing lol

Chan: ????

Changbin: Make her happy or we won't buy you food :D

Chan: I hate both of you...  

Jisung got up from his sit in front of you and you looked up at him immediately. Changbin stood up as well and smiled at Chan. 

"We're gonna buy pizza for the rest of the evening", Changbin said fixing the black beanie on his head. Jisung grabbed Chan's wallet over the table and he groaned.

"For real?", Chan questioned rolling his eyes and sitting back on his chair. The laptop in front of him stopped playing the track he was working on and stared at Jisung. 

"We'll be back soon", Changbin said again and, before getting out of the room, he turned to you and groaned. 

"And pleaseeee, I'm begging you, Y/N, no more sad songs", he pouted. 

Jisung pushed him outside the room and yelled: "yeah! I'm the sentimental boy of the group, please, be happy for once, girl!" 

You tensed and lower you gaze to your lyrics book tracing the words with your fingers. Chan sighed at the view of your dispirited body and sat next to you, closer.

"Let's talk about... the beautiful day!", Chan panicked a little and smiled at you brightly. You didn't see him, you couldn't find in yourself any strength to put a smile on your face or even willing to, it didn't worth it.

"I'm not in the mood, Channie", your voice sounded like a sweet whisper. If Chan wouldn't have gotten that closer, he wouldn't have listened.

"Would you like to talk about it?", he asked pouting. He really wanted to make you smile, it warmed his heart watching your amusement. Right now he felt sick watching you so depressed, he could feel as if all his energy would've left his body and needed proper sleep to regain the power or the enthusiasm he required for you to feel something more than sadness. He heard you sighed.

"Yesterday, in Mark's party... Minho was making out with like four different people at the same time while I was sitting on the couch waiting for him to go back home." You closed your eyes, images of last night travelled through your mind making you whimper. "It hurts so much..." 

Chan kept silence, his breath was heavy, his eyes were on your face as you finally saw his expression and you got worried.  

"Don't look at me like that, I'm gonna be fine soon!", you reassured him.

"It's just that... I've told you the truth about him so many times and you're still not over him, Y/N", Chan caressed a strand of your hair avoiding your hurt gaze. 

"It's not that easy, you know? We've known each other since first grade... I've loved him since...", Chan frowned and hummed for a second. 

"How could you tell it was real love when you basically were thinking about dolls and candies?”, he spoke calmly, pronouncing every word slowly for you to process the question. You frowned and opened your mouth, yet, Chan interrupted.

“Tell me something... Has he ever told you that he loves you? Has he ever thanked you for everything you've done for him?”, once again, he caressed your hair and stared deeply into your soul, his brown eyes made you swallow hard trying to remember a moment when all those things happened. 

“Has he ever compliment you about your work? About your incredible music?”, he continued as the voices in your head screamed the real answer. 

“Sometimes… I think...”, you finally mumbled and sighed in defeat. Chan was right, Minho had only said good things about her when she did him a favour, when he asked for things and she was there to help him; when he was tired of listening to her complains, he would say something nice to make her stop.

Your lips trembled as you tried to speak, but nothing came out, so Chan grabbed your hands and squeezed them. 

“Y/N, you love someone who's too selfish to realize you've been crushing on him for years, I think it's time for you to understand that you have to move on or you're going to keep hurting yourself even more than you are right now”, his voice, in a way, made you feel safe, it made you feel that the decision you’d make was the right one, that there are others who could make you a better version of yourself, make you believe you were loved. Chan’s voice was really one of those who you wanted to hear before going to sleep and when you wake up. Chan always took care of your feelings trying to make you smile even when you had to write a sad song, even when you cried the whole night because Minho forgot your birthday, even when you were so fragile you could broke by negative thoughts. Chan was there and that was the most important thing in your life right now. You sniffed and avoided his gaze, it started to burn your cheeks unexpectedly.

“The past sometimes brings us joy, you have your good memories with him, he’s your best friend, for God sakes!”, he scoffed in disbelieve and that made you chuckled, his eyes became crescent moons when he smiled at that gesture.

“The love meter you have right here”, his right finger pointed the left side of your chest. “...you need to low that status a little. From 'I'm in love with Minho' to 'I love my best friend as much as he loves me, as a friend' and keep looking forward because you're a strong woman, okay?”, your seriously thought your body was on fire, your hands holding his made your stomach growl and you giggled due to his words. 

“You are beautiful, Y/N, you are an amazing person and you have the kindest heart... Give it to someone who will appreciate everything you're willing to give and embrace real love…”, Chan died a little inside when he saw the effect of his words on you, you were shining, cheeks with a pink shade of embarrassment and giggling like a teenager girl. His heart was racing out of control but on the outside he seemed relaxed.

“Thank you, Channie… I really appreciate it”, you said trying to stop your smile from growing bigger.  

“I promise that, once you forget about that crush, you’ll find someone who would be there for you in the good and bad moments”, he pinched your blushed cheeks. He stood up and you thought he was going to sit on his chair a few meters away from you, but he actually grabbed his laptop and sat on your side. 

“So, what about we start making a happy beat for your lyrics?”, you nodded and opened again you lyrics book. 

Both of you began to work on the melodies and changed a lot of the lyrics as they were too depressing. An hour and a half later, Changbin and Jisung came back with the pizza they promised and watched the joyful atmosphere around you. At the end of the day, you made two flexible tracks for your appointment and ignored the messages Minho had sent you inviting you to another party. You laughed when Jisung was making fun of Changbin, you laughed as Changbin was complaining about Jisung, you laughed when Chan laughed, you were happy there having your own party and you couldn’t think of any sad songs anymore. 

Masterlist

[thedyingmoon]

🖤 I See My Future Before Me 🖤

~ A V X Reader set in an Alternate Universe where V gets to ask the riddles. 🖤

~ @acieoj and @heaven-on-a-landslide , thank you for always supporting me. 🖤

~ These are two of my game screenshots. I hope you like them. 🖤

~ Enjoy! 🖤

***

VII

"You can do this, (Y/N). Just remember what I said and you'll be fine."

Patty's words rang into your head as you descended the staircase. It's not like you don't want to stay with the others, no.

It's just that - let's face it: you may be taught how to dance and have a perfect posture but, no one ever taught you how to conduct yourself in an event like this. You were totally clueless. And so as not to embarrass yourself, you woke up earlier than the others that Friday morning, went to a friend's house, and sought her advice regarding events such as this.

Yes, Patty Lowell may be jealous of you for a while for being hired as Dante's assistant but, that all changed with a little bit of explanation and a lot of girl - bonding moments with her, that was, after your missions with the Devil Hunter or during your off days. The girl may only be seventeen, turning a year older two weeks from now, but she sure knew her stuff, being a girl who always got invited to parties.

And so, you decided to trust her for this.

And, as you scanned the area, making sure that no one's paying attention, you took some steps forward, careful not to stumble on your stilettoes.

Your head held high, your posture as perfect as it can be, you were prepared for the challenge ahead. Everything will go according to your plan. The entity didn't show you anything bad that might happen, what could go wrong?

You suddenly felt eyes directed towards your being, making the hairs on your nape stand. Your (E/C) eyes widened a bit. You looked down to your left and saw, leaning on one of the walls, the man who almost landed on top of you that Thursday afternoon. The man with the markings on his skin.

The man in your visions.

It was none other than V, himself. And boy, did he take your breath away. First time you saw him, he was wearing a long black leather vest, a pair of dark cargo pants, and, well, a very unflattering pair of sandals.

But, now,...

As soon as he noticed that you finally turned to look at him, V's eyes slightly widened, then returned to normal. He noticed the same reaction on you, as if you were definitely expecting him to be there. He saw how you looked at him, like his presence awed you, and it honestly made him flattered, especially when he saw you blush a little bit, then looked away.

Ah, and so the girl finally gave up her game of hide and seek! V thought.

How could you not blush? Here was the man who had been plaguing you with both romantic and erotic visions for ten years straight. Yes, he may look a bit different in them but, that definitely was him, no doubt about it.

And, oh, what a wonderful time to be plagued by those sinful thoughts! Your plan was already falling apart! You were slowly losing focus.

When you looked back at him, you saw that he was still looking at you. He was even smiling at you as he made his way towards you, head slightly tilted to the side in amusement.

This is it! You thought as you prepared to meet him. There's no going back -

"Hey, beautiful!"

"Dante?!"

Somehow, you failed to notice, even with your ability to see into the future, the Devil Hunter who made his way towards you without you noticing due to your mind's preoccupation with thoughts of V.

You were quickly swept to your feet as the tall and devilishly handsome Dante, who looked even more devilishly handsome with his black formal wear and white shirt that exposed his broad and muscular chest, held your tiny waist with both hands and effortlessly brought you closer to him. So dangerously close, that there's actually no space left between the two of you, at all.

Griffon materialized and went directly to V's waiting left arm, sensing his master's uneasiness due to the sudden turn of events.

"It's Dante!" Griffon whispered to V. "Who knew that chit had an interesting relationship with him?"

V's eyebrows furrowed in annoyance as he saw Dante flirt with you. "Looks like I'm going to get my hands full as of the moment."

"What are we gonna do?"

He smiled confidently, as if he knew from the start that he's going to win against Dante. "I will,... think of something."

"You smell nice, as always." Dante whispered, his lips close to your ear, making you shiver. "Like an excellent vintage."

"Thanks but," you answered, getting creeped out by the Devil Hunter's behavior. You placed your hands against his chest to put some decent space between you. "... I thought you don't want to see me?"

But, your actions only fueled Dante's motivation to crush you against him even further. "Nah, that was three weeks ago!" He answered, his boyish smile both endearing and frightening.

Finally, you realized: he smelled of booze. He was intoxicated! But, a half Demon like him should have a high tolerance to things such as liquor. Which meant,...

How long has he been like this?! Was it since - ?

"Okay, Dante, you're drunk, and you need to take a rest - " you quickly spoke, getting more and more nervous as he got even more interested in your scent, actually burying his face to the most sensitive part of your neck and sniffing you, not caring in the least to the people around you.

"Who? Me? Drunk?" Dante said in a louder voice, then laughed, his hands now exploring your back, sending mixed sensations of both fear and heat all throughout your small body. "Not in the slightest!"

All of a sudden, you saw how Dante's eyes turn from icy blue to blood red without so much as a hint.

You gasped in utter fright: he was losing his mind over you, and you're afraid that he might take you forcefully if you don't do anything to divert his attention.

How come nobody's seeing this?! You thought as you looked around and noticed that the guests were busy doing their own business. And Nico and Kyrie's boyfriend? Well, they're both busy arguing with each other on the other side of the room!

"Now, don't be scared. Nobody's gonna see us." Dante literally growled. His voice was also changing very rapidly. "How about we go somewhere else and - ?"

Somebody, anyone, you thought helplessly. Help!

As if by a miracle, the head of a metal cane landed forcefully on Dante's right shoulder, enough to stop him from disgracing you even further. You both looked behind him and saw none other than V, himself, whose eyes were steadily trained on a hard - bound book, his right hand gripping the cane as tight as he could.

"While the lily white shall in love delight, nor a thorn nor a threat stain her beauty bright."

V quoted, not taking his eyes off the book. And when he finally looked up, putting the book away, he gave Dante a threatening kind of smirk. "It has been quite a while, Dante."

"V?" Dante muttered, slightly losing his grip on you. "What are you - ?"

"Now, a little bird has whispered,... something,... intriguing,... to me." the tattooed man playfully said, not letting Dante finish. "I've heard you are fond of riddles as I' am, no?"

"What are you even - ?!"

Dante's eyes were returning to normal, and his voice was reverting back to how it should be. And, what's more, he unknowingly let go of you.

You felt something tug at your shoulder. You turned and saw Griffon flying at the level of your eye.

"This way, sweet pea." the bird whispered to you, gesturing for you to follow him.

V smiled as he noticed you and the demonic bird going to the other side of the room, unnoticed by Dante. He went on with his facade.

"Now, there is a mirror in the middle of the room and three people who are looking at it: a warrior, a prince, and a bard." V said, smirking as he made his own riddle on the go just to distract Dante. "So, the question is: what do you think this Wrath of the Gods is?"

Dante just stared at V, mouth agape and eyebrows furrowed in bewilderment.

"I don't even know what kind of riddle you're blabbering about." Dante said to him. "Who are you, my brother?"

V chuckled good - naturedly. Somehow, through his brother's drunken state of mind, Dante still managed to see through him.

Oh, how on point he was with what he just said,...

V grasped his cane with both hands and nodded. Obviously, his brother has entirely forgotten all about the invitation and the riddle it brought. "My apologies." he said, turning away while playfully twirling his cane before tapping it on the ground. "I will let you be."

Just like that, V has won against Dante. He didn't even realize that you weren't there beside him anymore.

And now, to look for his quarry,...

He found you there behind a pillar on the right side of the room listening to Griffon's quips. He made his way there as quietly as he could and stopped just behind you.

"It's alright, he's confused beyond his own wits." You heard V softly whisper on your ear, sending shivers down your back to the pit of your stomach.

You turned and looked up at him, trying to suppress your tears at what just happened, and fought the urge to hug him. "I don't know how to thank you."

He smiled at you, but this time, it held none of the threat he showed to Dante earlier. It was gentle and comforting.

"Come with me." He requested, gesturing towards the refreshments table with a little tilt of his head.

And so, you followed him. You really wanted to convey your gratitude towards him for saving you earlier, but you couldn't bring yourself to say the words. His very presence seemed to overwhelm you but, not in an awful way. You knew he had total control over you right then, you just didn't know how or when it exactly happened.

And, as if to add more to your confusion and conflicting emotions towards the man, you noticed how his crisp, jet black tail coat hugged his slender torso. His equally dark pair of fitted pants also did a good job of emphasizing his height, about six feet and a few inches. The way he walked while holding his cane on his right hand was, indeed, very hypnotic, that your eyes were drawn to his every movement.

Yes, you may find Dante attractive before his drunken fiasco earlier but, it was nothing compared to how you thought and felt of V now.

And you simply blushed at the initial thought of it.

V looked behind him to check if you were still following him. And when he noticed the flush on your cheeks and how you look up at him, your long and heavy lashes making your eyes look endearingly languid, he had enough reason to look at your well - defined curves, the graceful movement of your hips that was further emphasized by your fitting white dress, and that lovely way your generous chest rise and fall with each breath you take. He had to look away for a while to not get himself excited over you. He was no teenager, and he must not conduct himself as one in front of you.

He stopped in front of the table, picked a glass of water, and offered it to you.

You shook your head. "I'm good, thanks." You smiled at him.

"Are you sure? You do look like you need it."

"I'm sure."

"Then, how about,... " V put the glass of water down and took a glass of champagne. " ... something a bit stronger?" his voice sounded really playful.

You shook your head once more, not wanting to offend -

"On second thought,... "

And just like what happened with the pizza box last Thursday, you threw all pretense aside and quickly took the glass of champagne from V's hand. You gulped the whole thing in one go in front of him, making him smile in amusement. After that, you took a seat in one of the chairs.

V looked down at you, his very person as imposing as hell and as attractive as heaven. But, you don't care. Your plan of a perfect evening was ruined, thanks to Dante, and you wanted to indulge yourself to forget all about it.

"You want another glass?" V graciously offered.

You nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, please."

"As you wish, my lady." V said with a mischievous grin, turning to get another one.

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